Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

When it was almost lunch time, Luo Ange felt a lot lighter in his body.

Probably because he had finished talking with the crown prince, Luo Ange was no longer alienated and opposed to him as before.

Mu Ke secretly regretted that if he knew this earlier, he should have told him the truth at the beginning. He was so timid, and ended up walking a long and unjust road.But after thinking about it, if it hadn't been for this incident, Luo Ange might not have believed his words.

A few days later, after a long period of unannounced visits, Lang Feng finally found out Dr. Zhang.

"Zhang Zhaoshou is Ji Xiang's master, and Luo Shaoqing claimed to be ill a few days ago, and it was said that Zhang Taiyi came to see him." Lang Feng thought about it, "I'm afraid it was then that the two got on the line."

"Why did Zhang Zhaoshou help him?" Mu Ke frowned, "These two people can't fight at all."

Lang Feng said in a low voice: "As far as my subordinates know, Doctor Zhang once traveled to Yunle in order to find herbs. After returning, he mentioned to his colleagues that he encountered a wolf there. Fortunately, the nobleman rescued him and his son. Safe and sound."

"This noble man is Luo Ange?" Mu Ke couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, "I remember Zhang Zhaoshou's eldest son is also a handsome young man... This little thing has left a lot of affection around unintentionally."

Lang Feng didn't say a word, he couldn't get in the way of matters related to love, he had never talked to girls at such an age, and he had no experience, but he just felt that Luo Ange was not such a flirtatious person, but the prince was making trouble out of no reason.

"Forget it, maybe this imperial doctor is also for repaying a favor." Mu Ke thought for a while, "It's better to keep an eye on him first, and tell me after he is sure he has no second thoughts."

Lang Feng nodded and accepted the order, and when he was about to go out, Luo Ange came in from outside, Lang Feng had no time to leave, so he had to dodge and hide behind the screen.

Today Mu Ke was planning to take Luo Ange out of the palace to meet someone, so he took advantage of Luo Ange's time to change clothes and said a few words to Lang Feng, at this moment Luo Ange had already changed into a private server and came in.

This time, Luo Ange wore a bamboo green gown. He was naturally afraid of the cold, and he was covered with a dark silk cloak, embroidered with a bat-pattern trim, and his hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, which looked exquisite and elegant. elegant.

Luo Ange turned around and asked, "Is it okay to leave the palace like this?"

Mu Ke smiled slightly, "Of course, you look good in whatever you wear."

He walked around the table and tied the thing in his hand around Luo Ange's waist, "It looks even better with this."

Luo Ange looked down involuntarily, and that thing was indeed the exquisite dice from before, and the bright red beans were looming behind the mutton jade.

Luo Ange was a little apprehensive, stretched out his hand to hold the dice, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you..."

"It's okay, just wear it." Mu Ke lightly held Luo Ange's hand, and let his fingers move away from the dice, not allowing him to untie it.

Luo Ange felt bad, he still hadn't thought of the past, even if he did, he didn't know what the future would hold, wearing this now would always look a little nondescript.

Luo Ange's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "The prince said that we gave each other a token of love, so what did I give you?"

He had a plan in mind, if Mu Ke didn't wear his token, then he just had an excuse not to wear the dice.

Mu Ke smiled, and stroked Luo Ange's hair with his fingers, a small strand of hair coiled around his fingertips, and quickly bounced off, "Give me this."

Luo Ange was taken aback for a moment, but didn't understand for a while, "What did you give?"

"A strand of hair." Mu Ke looked at him carefully, with the corners of his lips curled up, and jokingly said, "I heard that at Yunle's side, the hair is for the lover, and he must be tied to his heart. Back then, it was Xiaoxiao who admired me more, for fear that I would run away."

Luo Ange's face turned red and then white after being teased by him, and he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and retorted sharply, "I have so much hair, I can give it to others if I can give it to you, but you only have one jade dice, and there are still hair on it. I have your name, so it is obviously you who admire me more!"

Mu Ke didn't speak, Luo Ange thought he was retorting with words, but unexpectedly the prince just gave a low laugh, and then the slightly callused hand touched his face.

Luo Ange heard him say, "Xiaoxiao is right, I admire you more."

The wind blew in through the window and lifted the pages of the book on the table. Luo Ange was speechless for a moment, so he could only turn around quickly, brushing the hair around his ears in a panic, "Okay, let's go, don't you want to Are you leaving the palace?"

Mu Ke didn't bother with him anymore, and went out with him.

Lang Feng behind the screen had a complicated expression on his face. It was almost hard to believe that the usually ruthless, ruthless and ungrateful prince didn't even bat an eye when talking about love.

Over there, Luo Ange and the crown prince had already boarded the carriage and left the palace from the east gate. The four tall horses were walking along the official road at a leisurely pace. The sound of horseshoes was crisp and accompanied by the fragrance of spring flowers. It came in, casting a strange light and shadow in the carriage.

In the past few months, Luo Ange hadn't stepped out of the Eastern Palace, and now he finally came out, it was very novel, and he looked outside without blinking through the window.

He watched the scenery outside turn from the wide official road to the folk street. The stalls and shops outside were one after another, and the noise of selling came and went, and it was very lively.

Luo Ange couldn't help being a little puzzled, "Prince, who do you want to see?"

Mu Ke closed his eyes and meditated, and said calmly: "Qian Huan, the owner of a teahouse."

"Teahouse?" Luo Ange looked back at him, a little puzzled, "Do you want tea?"

Mu Ke smiled, and patiently explained to him: "Go and ask him some things. Although Qian Huan runs a teahouse, she is engaged in the business of selling information. You can ask about all the strange stories in the world."

Luo Ange understands a little bit, this Qian Huan probably specializes in collecting news from various sources, and if this job is done well, it can make huge profits.

Luo Ange couldn't help being a little worried, "But this kind of person is very weird, right? Can the prince ask what he wants?"

"Probably can." Mu Ke said ambiguously, "Qian Huan is considered half a friend of mine, so she will probably betray me."

"Half a friend?" Luo Ange didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How come half?"

"I have some friendship with him, but it's not too deep. The main reason is that we have beneficial transactions between the two of us."

"Deal?" What else did Luo Ange want to ask, the carriage stopped, Luo Ange opened the curtains, and a beautiful and elegant two-story teahouse came into view, with a plaque in the middle that read: Wenfeng Pavilion.

Mu Ke stepped on the horse stool and went down first, then reached out to support Luo Ange down.

Luo Ange took the opportunity to ask in his ear, "What's the deal between you?"

Mu Ke didn't shy away from it, and said straightforwardly: "It's very simple, he told me what I want to know, and I use the name of the prince to guarantee that his teahouse will not be overturned by his group of enemies."

Luo Ange couldn't help but click his tongue, "He's just a peddler, where did he get so many enemies?"

Mu Ke smiled, as if he remembered something interesting, "It's not an enemy in business, it's in love."

"Love scene?" Luo Ange immediately felt that this Qian Huan must be a vagabond who ruined the hearts of many girls, so there are so many people who want to blow up his teahouse.

"Yeah, the love scene." Mu Ke said while leading him inside, "This Qian Huan is very alluring, so there are many children from rich families who want to fall in love with him."

"..." Luo Ange was speechless for a moment.

Mu Ke became interested, and continued to speak: "But Qian Huan is not a vegetarian, those who only think about it in his heart are fine, but there are a few who want to force him."

"It's disgusting!" Luo Ange sympathized with Qian Huan again.

Mu Ke chuckled, "It's not just those dudes who are hateful, Qian Huan is not a cheap lamp either. Anyone who tried to rape him was cut off by Qian Huan and used to make wine."

"Soak, make wine..." Luo Ange's stomach churned, and he couldn't help covering his mouth.

"Of course he doesn't drink, just put it away." Mu Ke said, the two had already entered the teahouse.

Although those dandies can no longer be men, they still have their lives left, and naturally they want to seek revenge. If the prince hadn't kept the teahouse, Qian Huan would have died by now.

So the prince felt that it was only natural for Qian Huan to work hard for him occasionally.

The two of them stepped over the threshold, and the greeting staff over there immediately recognized Mu Ke, hurried over to greet him, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Mr. Mo is here, and the villain is far away to welcome you. Come on, please come to the second floor."

Luo Ange couldn't help but glanced at Mu Ke, it turned out that he also used the pseudonym Mo Ran here.

Not far away, there were two tea drinkers whispering, "Which family is this son? He looks unfamiliar, and he doesn't look like a regular customer. How come he can go up to the second floor of Wenfeng?"

The other lowered his voice, "Stop talking, that's someone from the palace, don't say anything, don't cause trouble."

Then Luo Ange couldn't hear them talking, and saw the two men drinking tea with their heads down.

Luo Ange took two quick steps, followed Mu Ke's pace, and asked in a low voice, "Is it difficult to get up to the second floor here?"

Mu Ke asked knowingly, but deliberately misinterpreted, "Why, the steps are too high and you are tired from walking up the stairs? Then I will carry you up?"

Luo Ange blushed, and squeezed Mu Ke hard with his hand where no one could see, "Shut up!"

Mu Ke had enough teasing, and went up to the second floor contentedly.

The smiling man led the two of them into a chic hut, and then retreated out.

Luo Ange first looked up and looked around the room. There were murals on the walls. The brushwork was very fresh and elegant, but the scenes of the [-]th floor of hell were painted, which was surprising.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Ange saw a green bamboo mat in the center of the room, and on it was a simple wooden table, a pot of tea, and two teacups.

Qian Huan was sitting at the side, looked up to see Luo Ange, smiled slightly, "I didn't expect His Highness to bring someone else this time, Qian Huan made a mistake, and only prepared two cups of tea."

"It's okay, I didn't come here for tea."

Mu Ke sat down on the other side of the table, and when he was about to call Luo Ange to sit beside him, he realized that this person had already stared at Qian Huan in a daze.

Luo Ange stared at Qian Huan in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

This person looks very young, and he is really worthy of the word coquettish, but he is not feminine, with soft cheekbones, elegant willow eyebrows, straight nose bridge, light-colored thin lips, and fair skin.

To Luo Ange's surprise, those eyes were slightly blue, deep and bottomless.

Luo Ange had never seen a person with blue eyes, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It wasn't until Mu Ke called him in displeasure that Luo Ange came to his senses. Just as he was about to sit down, his eyes fell on Qian Huan's waist, and he slid down a bit. See his fair thighs.

Luo Ange's face turned pale in shock - this man didn't even wear obscene pants!