Zhu Lan is dead

"Your Highness has studied hard these past few days, just like in the past, and has never slacked off..."

The guard in charge of supervising Zhou Keyin's daily life reported the same topic as always.

Zhou Lixiao didn't stop moving his hands, and lowered his eyes: "What about today? How is today?"

"This……"

The guard bowed his head, as if hesitating.

"Say!" After a while, Zhou Lixiao raised his eyes to look at him, his face was cold and solemn with a hint of displeasure.

The guard was startled, and immediately knelt down and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, Your Highness hasn't woken up yet..."

"Not yet?" Zhou Lixiao raised his eyebrows, and the guard nodded, but Li Rongju walked over with a wink, and whispered in front of Zhou Lixiao, "Return to Your Majesty, it's been three quarters now..."

Seeing that Zhou Lixiao's expression changed, he was worried that he would lose his temper and be angered because of this, Li Rongju said again: "Why don't you send someone to ask about it, maybe it's cloudy and sunny today, and His Highness is suffering from the wind and cold."

"No need." Suppressing the emotions in his eyes, he finally said with some disappointment: "If he really suffered from the wind and cold, according to his temperament, he would desperately refuse to let go of a day's slack, and now it continues like this..."

With a snap of his fingers, the red Zhu Zhu left a deep mark on the memorial, "I thought this child was so determined, and wanted to hone him with this, but I didn't expect that after all, I was overwhelmed."

After all, Li Rongju could be regarded as watching Zhou Keyin grow up. After all, His Royal Highness is kind and courteous, and he treats these guards no differently from ordinary people, and even cares about the changes in the seasons.

However, although he had heard a lot of rumors that Zhou Lixiao wanted to dethrone Zhou Keyin as the crown prince, he naturally knew it in his heart.

Zhou Keyin is the only candidate for the crown prince in His Majesty's mind. Although the way the father and son get along in daily life is indeed a bit of a headache, but fortunately they are in peace, and he naturally hopes that nothing will happen. But looking at this The daily gossip and gossip are good, and I can't bear to see the father and son estranged, and I can't help it for a while: "Your Majesty, don't think too much about it, Your Highness is somewhat weak, and he is suffering from asthma. It’s inevitable that you’ll get the wind and cold, isn’t it better for ordinary people to bear it?”

"That's it."

Seeing Zhou Lixiao let go, Li Rongju couldn't help being a little surprised.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes and said, "Send someone to check on him later, if you really have a cold, order the imperial doctor to treat him, and let him take care of his body, if not... just leave quietly."

"Yes."

After another moment of silence, a gust of wind blew outside the window pane, as if suddenly remembering something, he hesitated slightly, "Xinqu, how are you doing recently?"

Li Rongju, who had just been relieved, suddenly became nervous again, and Li Rongju could only answer truthfully: "Third Highness, he has been studying hard all the time, and even practiced martial arts on time every day in the school grounds, and he was good at archery. Competing with the generals of the martial arts camp, and even got second-class merit..."

"Really?" A meaningful smile suddenly flashed across his eyes.

He opened his eyes slightly, only to find that his eyes were sore and tight. He raised his hand to stroke his brows, only to feel sleepy and weak for a while.

Since returning to the dormitory last night, he has faintly felt that something is wrong with his body, his limbs are as stiff and cold as if immersed in an ice cave, but his face is abnormally hot, and every breath seems to be full of breath that can burn people.

So far, he is probably unwilling to recall what happened last night. I don’t know when this thought persisted in his heart, and it gradually deepened like a haunted demon. Facing the provocations of that person’s words and demeanors, he couldn’t extricate himself for a while. .

There was a shadow in his heart that made him feel guilty, not only for this unimaginable arrogance, but also for Zhou Liandi...

His breathing seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't help but propped his arms and turned his upper body sideways, glanced at the still brightly lit but empty hall, and couldn't help getting out of bed with his clothes on.

At this time, the door of the sleeping hall was slowly opened, and a slender figure walked towards the light, Zhou Keyin couldn't help frowning slightly, trying to see who it was, but found that his eyes were hazy, and everything he saw was blurred clear.

"Brother..."

When the gate was closed, the man had already come to him, holding a lacquer plate in his hand, on which were placed his daily medicinal juice and a water basin.

"Third, third brother?" Zhou Keyin said hesitantly after seeing the face of the visitor, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Xinqu was still dressed in light yellow, and against the fair skin of the young man, he looked very refreshing and seductive. His face was beautiful, and his eyebrows and eyes were as delicate and generous as his biological mother's. It can be seen that he is as quiet and steady as Zhou Lixiao.

"Brother, don't you remember?" Zhou Xinqu pursed his lips and smiled comfortably, "Last night you fainted on the palace road outside Zangshu Pavilion, and it was my younger brother who carried you back."

"..."

There was a sudden jump in his heart, as if he was being pressed hard by a boulder, making people breathless, and his back was covered with cold sweat. Last night, he remembered the meeting with Wo Xuan clearly last night, but... How did he come back in the end, and why did he lose the slightest impression?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Zhou Keyin had no choice but to calmly say: "Third brother, when is it midnight, I'm used to coming out..."

Zhou Xinqu's eyes were burning, "Brother, do you know that there are rumors of ghosts in the palace road in Zangshu Pavilion?"

"..."

"Chendi has been very good at martial arts in the school field recently, so I wanted to strengthen my courage a little bit, so I made a bet with the brothers in the school field, and wanted to come to the library to see if there is any ghost to catch?"

"Well, then..." Zhou Keyin grinned, but found that he was smiling inexplicably bleakly, his fingers couldn't help but grasp the bedding tightly, and his body was unusually thin after taking off his outer robe.

"Then..." Zhou Xinqu smiled, leaned over slowly, looked at him and said, "Your brother really has seen a ghost."

"..."

His eyes scanned Zhou Keyin's pale face for a few times, and he pursed his lips in satisfaction, "But I'm still afraid, so I didn't dare to catch ghosts with my own hands."

"But today, I heard that my elder brother has a cold. It must be because he often reads books in the library at night and is affected by the surrounding aura. It must be because of evil spirits that he got the cold, right?"

"..."

"Brother, please nod your head and say that you suffered from the wind and cold because of an evil spirit?"

Zhou Keyin raised his head to look at him in a daze, and when their eyes met, he clearly saw the smile in Zhou Xinqu's eyes.

Suddenly, Zhou Xinqu leaned forward, approached his ear slowly, and said word by word: "Actually, my younger brother has seen what happened last night..."

Wrapping her fingers around the black silk hanging from the man's skirt, "Brother, you should pay more attention next time, your body is weak, if you suffer any injuries because of this, Father will be disappointed..."

Hearing such whispers, Zhou Keyin suddenly understood, looked up at him and said, "If you want to expose me, just say so..."

"Hush—" Zhou Xinqu suddenly covered his lips and smiled, "My brother respects and loves my elder brother as a human being, so I won't talk nonsense about this matter."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything else, my younger brother respects you and loves you. I'm helping you cover it up. If someone asks, isn't it just right for you to explain what I just said?"

"elder brother!"

The spacious hall door was suddenly pushed open by someone, and the two of them looked around, only to see Zhou Liandi walking in aggressively.

Seeing Zhou Xinqu's figure in his eyes, he flinched suddenly. Thinking of the scene he accidentally spied in the imperial garden that day, he couldn't help feeling disgusted.

Zhou Liandi walked forward, stretched out her hand and pushed Zhou Xinqu away. The latter became unsteady, and the whole lacquer plate in his hand fell to the ground, and the medicine bowl and water basin clanged to the ground.

Zhou Keyin couldn't help exhaling softly, but Zhou Liandi leaned over to look at him, and touched his forehead with her slender fingers. The tentacles were hot and humid, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, "Brother is not in good health yet, why don't you rest more, my sister will arrange the bedroom in the near future, Let you move to Tangchi to live!"

Zhou Keyin felt relieved, facing Zhou Liandi, her heart was full of sourness and shame, she pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly, "It's okay, you don't have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Liandi stood up and pointed at Zhou Xinqu who was beside him, and said sarcastically, "Third brother is so busy these days that he still has time to see brother?"

Zhou Xinqu lowered his posture, different from what he did just now, and said in a soft voice: "Princess, don't blame me, I just heard that my brother is not feeling well, so I am worried..."

"Brother has already been taken care of by the hall, you can go out, don't send it off!"

Seeing Zhou Liandi's tough tone, Zhou Xinqu couldn't do anything to persuade her to stay, so he walked out with his back on his back.

It's just that before stepping out of the threshold, he heard a sneer from behind, "Wang Sange, please remember, this East Palace is not a place where you can come in and out at will!"

Without making another sound, Zhou Xinqu went out with a smile on his face to hide the coldness in his eyes.

"It's a celebration of Mr. Lang's newly-married marriage, so there will be a bright future soon..."

"Good talk good talk!"

Zhang Suixin was overjoyed, and returned the gift with respect. Although Mr. Zhang was impatient with these red tapes on weekdays, he would become extra patient when it came to happy events.

With his father's approval recently, he will set off to welcome his relatives today. Although his home is now in Qutian, which is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the capital, but he is in good spirits on happy occasions, even so, he has to go all the way home to meet his relatives .

It is also a pleasure to travel all the way to the hometown to get married.

It's just that from the corner of the eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of figures one behind the other entering the threshold of his house, and when his expression changed, he immediately turned around and was about to turn back into the house.

"What the hell, what are you running for?"

Ye Fan stepped forward to stop him, but Zhang Suixin just slapped his hand away, glanced at Yu Changqi who was following behind, and tidied up his newly cut wedding clothes, his expression was slightly unwell, "The ghost didn't see it, but just watched you have a headache."

"Headache?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows a few times, "My lord and I came here to celebrate your wedding with good intentions. Is there anyone like you to drive away guests?"

Zhang Suixin looked at him and whispered, "I can't bear it, I still want a child..."

"..."

But Yu Changqi stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull Ye Fanji over, "Then I won't delay you, see you."

"Hey, hey, I'm joking!" Seeing this, Zhang Suixin hurried forward to stop them, "Brother, you also know that I don't always have good words to say, but I'm really worried about you..."

"Put away your unnecessary worries, if you are willing to control your mouth and not talk nonsense, we will live in peace." Yu Changqi looked at him with cold pupils.

"My lord, the girl has already boarded the sedan chair, it's time for you to set off..."

At this time, the attendant in charge of etiquette came over at the right time, Zhang Suixin smiled a few words and walked away.

"Don't think too much about it, he's always talked nonsense. He was beaten a lot when he was a child, but he still hasn't developed a memory."

After the two left the mansion, they walked along the long street, but their hearts were in chaos. Ye Fan tilted his head and held him, and smiled slightly: "I know, but have you ever thought about it, if I can't last forever in the future? by your side..."

But Yu Changqi held him down, and the two of them jumped into the empty wall beside them, outside was the street with people coming and going, he lowered his head, only a gleam of light was left in the distance.

"When I was waiting for you that day, I met an old man who lost his wife in middle age and was so lonely. I wondered why the love didn't go with him. Afterwards, he told me that lovesickness has two wings and love is long. Flying together, this is a deep love to remember, or wait until the eyes are dim and the temples are frosty, and then obsessed with the last breath, may he be safe in the next life."

Ye Fan looked at him a few times, his brows were reddish, and there were intimate words in his ears. He put his arms around his neck, and Yu Changqi leaned over to kiss him, "In this life, I will definitely wait for you to keep you safe and sound until the end of the day." My eyes are cloudy."

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