Rebirth of the Son Raiders

When Lin Yanhong saw Li Jingcheng, his first feeling was that he had grown taller again.

When the two met for the first time, Prince Yu's son was still a childish boy who was not as tall as Lin Yanhong, so he threw himself into Lin Yanhong's arms and hugged him easily.

Now Li Jingcheng has a mature appearance, with the posture of an adult man faintly. If Lin Yanhong knew his age, he would definitely not be regarded as a boy of fourteen or five years old.

The kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away seems to come out from his bones, and the more three-dimensional, sculpture-like face of King Yu's son than ordinary Liang people shows this coldness to the fullest, making people daunting .

——In the past two years, what exactly has Li Jingcheng experienced that made the young man who didn't talk much but acted like a baby to him become so strange?

While Lin Yanhong felt sorry for him, he was also a little at a loss.

In fact, Li Jingcheng two years ago was no closer to others than he is now, but his indifference never showed to Lin Yanhong.

Whenever Lin Yanhong looks at Li Jingcheng, he can see his shadow in his deep eyes.

The eyes of the other party are always extremely focused, so that the impression of these eyes in Lin Yanhong's mind has always stayed at that time, never changing, never fading, and unforgettable.

Perhaps, it was because of this deep impression that when Lin Yanhong got a completely different look from the other party... Oh no, it was when Lin Yanhong realized that Li Jingcheng didn't even look at him when he met again. The gap between the two made Lin Yanhong feel a little disappointed in his heart, so sour that he couldn't deceive himself or others.

——It should be enough to see him grow taller, to see him grow up peacefully... But why is it that he should be satisfied after seeing him, but his heart is still empty and unsatisfied?

Lin Yanhong's eyes followed His Royal Highness Prince Yu, just like his eyes followed the little wolf cubs running around in the courtyard on a certain afternoon.

It's just that the person being watched will never look back at him or look at him like in the past.

Declining the invitation of those people to go with him just now, Qi Wenbo turned his head and saw that Lin Yanhong was still looking at Wang Shizi and his party going away, thinking that he was curious about the royal family.

It is rare to see that the little cousin cares about strangers, Qi Wenbo introduced: "Brother Hong, that is His Royal Highness Prince Yu, and he is the youngest among all the princes in Beijing now... Brother Hong, do you want me to marry you?" Guess, how old is Your Highness?"

Lin Yanhong was still immersed in his own thoughts, when he was suddenly asked by his cousin, he couldn't help being stunned.

Qi Wenbo couldn't bear his little cousin's effort to guess, so he didn't pretend to be impatient, and said directly: "Your Highness just turned fourteen in winter next year, how about it? Can't you tell at all? Originally, His Majesty said that this year he will be grand We will hold one, but now that the war in the north is tense, I wonder if His Royal Highness King Yu will be able to enter Beijing at the end of the year..."

The twins were also listening beside him. Hearing what Qi Wenbo said, Qi Wenshu thought of a rumor, and immediately shared it with his cousin very generously: "There is a rumor in the palace that His Majesty has chosen a concubine for the son of King Yu." It's planned, but Wang Shizi is really young, so I don't think it can be done properly."

The engagement of the royal family is generally earlier, but not so early.

In most people's opinion, the reason why there are such rumors in the palace is mostly because His Majesty has always valued Prince Yu's son the most, and cared for him in every detail, so His Majesty mentioned a few words casually, and people outside took them seriously. up.

Sometimes being pampered by His Majesty is something to be proud of.But sometimes, you have to worry about the status quo that you have no privacy to hide.

Qi Wenshu felt that one of the important signs for Brother Hong to be able to integrate into the capital is to have heard the official "Xin Mi" circulated in the capital... Anyway, no matter whether it is true or not, one must at least have heard it before being considered integrated to life here.

"What do you think is inaccurate, and you still take it out to talk nonsense to Brother Hong?"

Qi Wenbo was very helpless towards Wen Shu, who was out of temper, and he hurriedly told Lin Yanhong: "If he tells you gossip again, don't take it seriously. These are all rumors in all likelihood, and they are completely nonsense. talk."

Perhaps one day in the future, Lin Yanhong himself will become one of these "chaotic topics".

Hearing that His Majesty was going to choose a concubine for Li Jingcheng, Lin Yanhong's heartbeat was inexplicably flustered, and he calmed down a little when Qi Wenshu himself and Qi Wenbo both denied this "rumor".

"We didn't intend to listen to Xianjiban's music today. Since people are still allowed to enter and leave, it means that this painting boat has not been booked. If Wang Shizi can enter, so can we."

Qi Wenbo lowered his voice and said with a smile to Lin Yanhong: "I will take you out for a stroll today to learn about the customs and customs of Tianjing. Now is the time to see the famous scene of Tianjing."

Lin Yanhong looked at Qi Wenbo suspiciously, as if he was asking, "Is the painting boat a famous scene in Tianjing?"

Seeing this, the twins also smiled slightly, and Qi Wenshu patted Lin Yanhong on the shoulder: "How about the relatives of the emperor everywhere, do they look good?"

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"A Cheng is here!" Prince Hui has the best relationship with Li Jingcheng. Seeing him coming up the stairs, he immediately pretended to be reproachful and said, "It's obvious that this guy suddenly invited us out, but he himself is good enough to be the last one... fine!"

Everyone immediately agreed, and amidst the boos, Li Jingcheng picked up a glass of fruit wine on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

Among the prince's sons, only Li Jingcheng has not yet performed the coronation ceremony, and it is time to grow his body.

Imomo thought carefully of his nephews, so he made a verbal rule that they were not allowed to drink in front of Li Jingcheng.

The fruit wine on the table has the word "wine" in its name, but it's actually not strong at all. It's sweet and sour, and it doesn't have the so-called stamina. It's the oldest.

Seeing that Li Jingcheng had punished himself with a drink and showed sincerity, they stopped booing. .

When Prince Yu sat down, someone said: "Since everyone is here, tell Xianjiban to get ready to start."

"Yes, this side is ready and can start at any time."

When the play of Xianjiban started, Prince Hui's son Li Jingyi asked in a low voice: "Did you meet the twins of Mr. Qi's family downstairs?"

Twins are still rare these days, not to mention that the brothers Qi Wenhua and Qi Wenshu are outstanding and well-known in the Imperial College, so they are known by more people.

In Li Jingyi's view, it is not a good thing for twins to be born in the royal family, but it is definitely a good thing in an ordinary family.

Li Jingcheng didn't answer, and Prince Hui explained a few words: "I asked Xiaohe to guard and see when you came, and I saw the Qi brothers... Oh, by the way, the 16-year-old little desk chief of his family today Follow along, you saw it, how is it, is she a pretty little beauty as rumored?"

He frowned immediately after hearing the other party's words, Li Jingcheng finally turned his head, looked straight at Prince Hui, with a serious face: "Listen to the play."

Prince Hui's son was startled by his cold face: "What's wrong with you, who has offended you?" Otherwise why such a dark face all of a sudden?

The longer Li Jingcheng grew, the more imposing he became. When Prince Hui saw him, it was as if he had seen the brave and unsmiling uncle Emperor Yu Wang, so he immediately silenced his voice and did not dare to disturb him again.

After listening to the play, Li Jingcheng left again, and the Shenlong disappeared, leaving only a few princes and sons looking at each other in blank dismay.

Prince Jing turned his head and asked Li Jingyi: "Where is Jing Cheng going? Where is he going now? Will he come back later?" Unfortunately, no one can answer his question.

Li Jingyi was also at a loss: "I thought Jing Cheng had changed his gender, but finally he knew that he would invite all of us to have a gathering. Who knows, he can still do whatever he wants..."

Prince Jing nodded his head: "It's rare that we came so together, and now that he's gone, it looks like we don't take him to play."

"Forget it, don't care what he does, we can just enjoy ourselves."

——As a royal family, no one has a secret of their own.It should be said that there are many things in my arms that others don't know. If I have to figure it out, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

……

During the day, he walked with his brothers in the capital, and when Lin Yanhong returned to his courtyard, it was already evening, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

His exhaustion at this time was even more obvious than the few days and nights in the Gongyuan - this may be a kind of mental fatigue.

Because he was rushing to take the exam, Lin Yanhong didn't follow anyone around him.

After discussion, Yan Si and Aunt Chun were left in Yunyang City, Lin Yanhong only brought out He Guanshi, Hu Po and Xuan Qing, so the yard was empty.

He was still thinking about the scene of meeting Li Jingcheng during the day, and his heart was full of confusion, so he didn't read any more books, but washed up and prepared for bed.

It's spring now, even without a thick quilt, it won't be cold, Lin Yanhong leaned on the head of the bed again, groping for the piece of ancient jade in his hand.

At this moment, there was some movement outside.

Lin Yanhong stood up and buttoned the coat that was draped over his shoulders. While he was nervous, he felt that this scene seemed familiar.

His thoughts could not help drifting back to a long, long time ago, when he met Li Jingcheng in Yunshui, it was also such a night.

Lin Yanhong sat by the bed, ready to put on his shoes and go to see the situation first.

However, before he could act, he saw a familiar figure appear at the separation between the inside and the outside.

A little furry claw clawed at the crossbar on the threshold.

The author has something to say: Thank you Mengmeng Zhuyou for the landmine feeding~! (*╯3╰)