Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 46 The Sick Crown Prince (2)

The girl pondered for a while, then walked towards Xie Huaiyu's direction.

The young man seemed to sense it, eyes as deep as a deep pool inadvertently cast them over, and his footsteps suddenly paused.

Red lips and upturned nose, almond eyes and willow eyebrows, a few strands of hair floating on the full forehead, the skin is almost sickly white, the golden silk dragon ink court dress is blown by the cold wind, and the tops of the clothes are flying.

Xie Huaiyu thought of what the world said about the prince——

Warm and moist as jade, like immortals, weak willows are entangled in vain.

Since he entered the court as an official, he seldom had contact with the prince, and the first time he saw each other every day was when he went to the court.

With no power and power, living in the deep palace for a long time and suffering from illness, this prince is really as the world has commented.

Xie Huaiyu stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and saluted the oncoming girl: "See Your Highness."

The nose seems to smell some faint medicinal fragrance.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your courtesy." The girl reached out to help, but he refused without showing any trace.

His fingertips froze slightly, and then he withdrew his hand due to a few sudden coughs.

"Your Highness is looking for a minister for something?"

Ming Cen looked at his calm expression and spoke several times, but stopped talking.

After a long while, he softly choked out a sentence: "...Has the Prime Minister had breakfast?"

Xie Huaiyu: "..."

Before Xie Huaiyu could reply, the boy beside him who was helping him with the umbrella opened his mouth first: "Our young master is not a sleepy person, how could he come to court without breakfast?"

Ming. Because of lethargy, he didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he went to court. Cen: "...hehe, it's so good."

Xie Huaiyu on the side frowned slightly, as if he had lost his patience.

Seeing him, Ming Cen hurriedly said: "Go ahead and disturb the prime minister."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Jinhe Palace, but the pace was not very pretty.

Xie Huaiyu lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.

He doesn't like to be lively, he didn't attend the banquet the day before yesterday as usual, but he knew exactly what happened at the banquet.

The second princess...

"Ziyu." He said calmly, "You overstepped, go back and receive the punishment."

Ziyu was startled, and suddenly knelt down: "My lord, forgive me!"

Xie Huaiyu did not reply to him, but followed the petite figure on his own, keeping a close distance.

Not out of sight, but not intrusive.

When Ziyu saw this, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

He has been with the young master since he was a child, and his servants only know that the young master has a cold face and a warm heart, and he never treats his servants badly.

But he knew that the son's heart was actually colder than his face.

The young master doesn't have much affection for the royal family, even if the second princess who has won His Majesty's sacred heart came to greet him, how many times did she not walk past without squinting?
Thinking about how the young master actually saluted the prince just now, and even chatted with her in a good-tempered manner, Ziyu felt even more nervous.

The young master... seems to treat the prince differently...

*
really.

As soon as she came to court, a minister criticized her, saying that she was on leave for no reason and ignored state affairs.

Ming Cen gave the minister some peripheral vision, it was under the tent of the second emperor.

Her impassioned and weeping speech was really in line with His Majesty's wishes, so she followed her words and gave Ming Cen another embarrassment.

Ming Cen is about to become the first crown prince who was fined a year's salary for taking a day off since the founding of the Dazhao Dynasty.

Almost everyone knew that she, the crown prince, was poor and white, and she was just waiting for this little bit of money to support her family.

Isn't your Majesty's move preparing the prince to drink from the northwest wind?

I have seen an unfavored prince, but I have never seen such an unfavored one. Those who don't know may think that His Royal Highness Huang Fu put a green hat on His Majesty.

Ming Cen: "..."

Go to the fucking northwest wind!
Go to the f*cking Chujun Dazhao!

Hearing this, Xie Huaiyu, who stood tall and tall in front of all the female officials, frowned.

　Ziyu: Why is your son so good-tempered towards His Royal Highness Chu Jun? ?
　　Ming Cen f^^*)? : Do you have any misunderstanding about good temper?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)