Wen Xiangyanyu

In mid-November, the first snow fell and it became colder and colder.

Ling Qiyan was standing on the porch with a hand warmer in his arms, looking at the frosty sky outside, feeling bored.

Wen Ying is busier than before, and has no time to talk to him at all.

The first assistant and the second assistant begged for rest one after another, and the matter was backlogged to the crown prince Wen Ying. He also changed his previous meek style of handling things in the court, and became tough and iron-fisted. The situation is gradually changing.

The fox fur cloak fell to his shoulders, Ling Qiyan looked back, and Wen Ying appeared behind him at some point, frowning, as if he was very dissatisfied with his behavior of standing in the limelight and watching the snow.

Ling Qiyan raised his eyebrows: "Is His Royal Highness free to talk to me now?"

"What are you doing standing here?"

"Look at the snow."

"Go in, it's cold outside."

Ling Qiyan refused, and stood still: "Can I stand here and take a look? His Royal Highness wants me to go in, carry me?"

They looked at each other quietly for a moment, one was silent, the other had a smile in their eyes, and finally Wen Ying turned and squatted down: "Come up."

Ling Qiyan was immediately happy, he just said it casually, and this person actually took it seriously.

Not intending to spoil the fun anymore, he bent down and lay on Wen Ying's back, and asked in his ear: "Poor scholar, do you know what I ask you to do?"

Wen Ying picked him up, not being used to him, and said lightly: "It depends on what you are doing."

"Is it really not possible to do anything?"

"No."

Ling Qiyan laughed for a while: "Why are you so sincere? Can't you take advantage of the trend and coax me?"

Wen Ying ignored him.

After entering the hall and sitting on the couch, Wen Ying hugged Ling Qiyan's legs into his arms and reminded him: "You can leave the palace tomorrow."

"Where?"

"The polo club hosted by Xihua County."

Oh, I remembered, there was such a thing, Wen Ying would have almost forgotten it if he didn't say it.

Ling Qiyan stretched, okay, it's rare to go out to play, he is really boring enough.

The next day, the polo field in the north of the city.

When the crown prince's guard of honor appeared, the place was already very lively.

Xihua has always been very popular, she organizes this polo club, as long as anyone who can get a post, no one will not come to support her.

And today is a rare sunny day, and the snow that has been falling for several days has finally stopped.

Wen Ying's position was arranged at the place with the best view, facing the polo field.

Lin Shizi invited them to a seat, and said with a smile that today's polo meeting is organized by Xihua, he is just helping out with errands, if there is negligence, don't blame him.

Ling Qiyan sat next to Wen Ying, laughing at Lin Shizi while eating melon seeds: "What you said, the princess heard what you said, and I'm afraid it will pull your ears."

Lin Shizi smiled happily, and admitted without hesitation: "I'm used to it."

Prince Jingguo and Princess Xihua are well-known loving couples in the capital city. The prince is still an earbud, but this prince Lin doesn't seem to care about the ridicule from outsiders at all. When he mentions his wife, his eyes are full of tears. It's joy and love.

Wen Ying hadn't spoken much since he sat down. Hearing this, he suddenly looked at Ling Qiyan. Ling Qiyan met his gaze. Although he didn't understand why, the smile in his eyes was even stronger.

Lin Shizi got up silently and left.

Wen Ying stared at Ling Qiyan inexplicably for a while, then turned away again.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Ying picked up the teacup, and after a long time, he blurted out a sentence: "Pull your ears, you can do it if you're not happy."

Ling Qiyan was stunned.

Seeing Wen Ying's calm side face, he thought he had heard it wrong. Seeing that his eyelashes were trembling slightly, but he didn't look at him, he finally couldn't help laughing.

"That can't be done. You are the crown prince of a country. I can't do this. If people find out, I won't be drowned by spit stars."

Ling Qiyan staggered from laughter, Wen Ying squeezed his hand and told him to sit down: "It's a big crowd, pay attention."

"Your Highness still touches my hand in public." Ling Qiyan smiled deliberately and pushed him away.

Wen Ying rubbed his palm again, and then let go.

Ling Qi was overjoyed at the feast, how did he really think that Wen Ying would say such a thing.

Afterwards, people came to greet Wen Ying from time to time. When they saw Ling Qiyan, no matter whether they knew him or not, they couldn't help but pay more attention to him. A bet is placed on the two teams in the game.

Later, Shizi Lin came over again and said that he would like to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to reward him with a lottery in the next game. Wen Ying nodded slightly and gave him a golden saddle.

Ling Qiyan took a look at the glittering golden saddle inlaid with precious stones, immediately became interested, and stretched out his hand to push Wen Ying: "Scholar, don't you tell me that you have such a good thing, this saddle is more suitable for my little fairy!" , why did you give the reward casually?"

Wen Ying said, "If you want it, go and win it yourself."

Ling Qiyan rolled his eyes: "Go by yourself, go by yourself."

Seeing him leaving the stage happily, Wen Ying poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

Ling Qiyan mounted his little goblin, turned around and smiled brightly at Wen Ying, waved his whip, and rode out.

The eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are rare and gentle. Ling Qiyan has always liked to eat, drink and have fun, but since returning to Beijing, he has been suppressing his nature, and he is happy to fulfill him.

Ling Qiyan hadn't played polo for a long time, so he was no stranger to it. Holding the club in his hand, he hit the first ball neatly, feeling like a fish in water and extremely happy.

The high-spirited Ling Qiyan quickly attracted the attention of the audience, hitting one ball after another, and now almost everyone recognized that this Uncle Wen was the arrogant and arrogant Yu in the past. His Royal Highness.

But seeing that the eyes of the crown prince sitting high in the stands were only following him, and there were well-informed people who had heard the vague rumors in the court, when he looked at Ling Qiyan, he couldn't help but look at him more carefully.

Reminiscent of the past when His Royal Highness the crown prince had not yet recognized his ancestors, he was a visitor to Prince Yu's mansion, and now the relationship between the two of them is just an exchange, so they all understand.

Ling Qiyan didn't care about these things, and hit the last ball vigorously with a beautiful posture. The little goblin carried him on his back, jumped high with his forelegs in excitement, and let out a long cry.

One man and one horse, drawing an exceptionally dazzling shadow in the sunlight.

At the end of this match, Ling Qiyan's team won an overwhelming victory, and he was the one who raised the most money.

Wen Ying had already stepped down from the stands and gave him the golden saddle with his own hands.

Ling Qiyan stepped forward, with eyes full of smiles, took it with both hands, and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Wen Ying stared at his smiling eyes for a while, then nodded slightly.

They sat back in the stands together, and Wen Ying gave other things as prizes in the next game. Ling Qiyan, who was addicted, didn't grab it again. He had to give Wen Ying some chances to win people's hearts, didn't he?

Someone who knew Ling Qiyan before tentatively came over to say hello to him. Ling Qiyan responded with a smile, but without prior notice, he even made an appointment with someone, and had a chance to have a banquet together in the future.

After dismissing people, Ling Qiyan asked Wen Ying with a smile: "Your Highness, I asked someone to have a drink together, why don't you object?"

"Is objection useful?"

"I won't go if you're not happy."

"No need," Wen Ying said indifferently, "Go if you want, be careful and don't drink too much."

Satisfied, Ling Qiyan touched his hand and said, "Your Highness is very kind."

Wen Ying grabbed him backhanded.

When it was approaching noon, the sky suddenly changed again. First, there were snowflakes. Seeing that it was getting bigger and bigger, some people went back first, and some went to the nearby Lin's courtyard to play together.

The two of them didn't leave either. In the other courtyard of the Lin family, Lin Shizi asked someone to build a small building with the cleanest and best scenery for them to rest.

Ling Qiyan stood on the building platform to enjoy the snow, watching the frost and snow flying outside the eaves, the intermittent conversation between Wen Ying and Lin Shizi inside the room was blocked by the wind, making it indistinct.

Ling Qiyan was a little absent-minded and was in a daze when she saw Xihua walking from the end of the long corridor below, with the maid beside her holding an umbrella, she walked up to the platform.

"When did big cousin have this leisurely mood, and can stand here quietly to enjoy the snow?" Xihua said with a smile, her words were full of teasing.

Ling Qiyan answered casually: "I made Mrs. Shizi laugh, I've always liked this."

Weird.

After he returned to Beijing, they had met twice in Ningshou Palace, and this was the first time they had spoken alone.

Getting along is still the same as before.

Xihua looked at him with a smile: "Big cousin is really showing off on the polo field today."

Ling Qiyan turned his eyes away: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't play the same game with me."

"You are really, not likable at all. I said that you and His Highness the Crown Prince are so close in public, without concealing it at all. Other people can't see it unless they are blind. Fortunately, the prospective Crown Princess is not present. "

Ling Qiyan let out an "oh" and didn't answer.

The prospective Crown Princess' family is Qingliu, so she won't play with noble families like them, so naturally she won't come here.

"Then do you know that today's polo meeting is actually what His Royal Highness wants to hold?"

This was a bit beyond Ling Qiyan's expectation. After thinking about it, he said: "His Royal Highness has the idea of ​​His Royal Highness, and it is not surprising that he wants to do it."

Wen Ying organized this polo club, most likely to use this occasion to win over the children of those aristocratic families. It is too obvious to do it in his own name, and it seems that he is too close to Jingguo's mansion if he is doing it in the name of Lin Shizi. It is appropriate that the office in Hua's name should invite him.

Xihua couldn't take it anymore and said: "Come on, what are you talking about, you don't have a single word of truth in your mouth, you really plan to hang out with His Highness the Crown Prince like this? What will you do after the Crown Princess passes through?"

Fearing that Ling Qiyan might misunderstand her, she added another sentence: "This sentence is for my grandmother to ask you. Every time she sees me, she sighs and tells me about you. Now her biggest problem is the relationship between you and His Royal Highness. She said that she would not dare to go to Ningshou Palace again because she said she would ask too many questions, so I will ask you for her, don't use the old way of perfunctory her to perfuse me."

Ling Qiyan's eyes turned to the outside again, the frost and snow in the winter brought a lingering chill, making him wrap himself in a cloak.

After a while, he yawned and said lazily, "You worry too much, do you think I'm someone who will make me suffer?"

Xihua was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected him to say this: "...you should know what to do, grandma is also afraid that you will have a hard time in the future."

Ling Qiyan curled her lips into a smile: "Her old man cares about it, but she is in chaos, and you are also making fun of her."

"I didn't think you would suffer a loss," Xihua said disapprovingly, "His Royal Highness is so precious to you, I've been watching, but I'm worried that he will suffer a disadvantage."

Ling Qiyan clicked his tongue: "Little princess, you still care about His Highness the Crown Prince so much? If the prince inside knew, you once wanted to accept His Highness the Crown Prince..."

"What are you talking about, shut up!"

"Why shut up?" Ling Qiyan wanted to say, "What I said is not the truth?"

Xihua raised her brows upside down, and shouted, "Shut up! Shut up! Then throw it out and feed it to the dogs!"

Ling Qiyan laughed.

Wen Ying and Lin Shizi came out together, and seeing Ling Qiyan winking, the angry Xihua couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing this, Lin Shizi asked them with a smile: "What interesting things are the uncle and the princess talking about?"

"Naturally, it's a very interesting thing." Ling Qiyan looked at Xihua and said in a low voice, his smiling eyes were full of misery.

Xihua blushed, afraid that he would tell the truth, and gave him a hard look.

Ling Qiyan's eyes turned around between Lin Shizi and Wen Ying, and finally shut up: "It's nothing, I'm having fun with the princess."

That Lin Shizi was confused, Xihua didn't give him a chance to ask again, and hurriedly said: "The maidservant will bring lunch later, Your Highness and Uncle will take it slowly, we have to entertain other guests, so I won't disturb you two gone."

The two left and left, and when they walked away, they saw Lin Shizi sticking to Xihua's side and saying something, Xihua raised his hand and grabbed his ear, Ling Qiyan burst into laughter, and sighed: "Xihua really married Mr. Ruyi, Lin Shizi is funny and good at playing, and he will definitely not be bored with Xihua."

Wen Ying glanced at him expressionlessly.

Ling Qiyan stretched out his hand and pushed his arm with a smile: "Why? Are you still not convinced? Didn't that girl Xihua miss you at the beginning? If she married a few years later and became your crown princess, the queen mother and eldest princess will be together. She would be extremely happy, and she would certainly be willing too, but for you, just a dull word, Xihua marrying you is definitely not as comfortable as marrying Lin Shizi, and only I can bear you..."

Before Ling Qiyan finished speaking, Wen Ying turned around and went back to the house, ignoring him at all.

Tsk, stingy man, tell me what's wrong?

Ling Qiyan followed in, Wen Ying sat down on the floor and poured himself a cup of tea.

Ling Qiyan leaned over, found a comfortable position to lie on his leg, and looked at him with a smile on his chin: "Poor scholar, are you unhappy when I say you're bored?"

Wen Ying turned his gaze away and asked, "If she marries me, what about you, would you like it?"

Ling Qiyan curled her lips: "Of course I don't want to, I just said it casually, and you take it seriously."

Wen Ying looked away, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Xihua, I don't like it, and I won't marry it."

Ling Qiyan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed till he hit the ground. Sometimes this person's reaction was really beyond his expectation, which was fun.

Wen Ying stretched out his hand to grab him, and took him into his arms.

Ling Qiyan leaned on him, overjoyed: "If you don't like it, then don't like it. It's enough for you to like me. If you like someone else, I don't like you anymore."

Wen Ying said to him seriously: "No."

Feeling relieved, Ling Qiyan raised his hand to touch his face: "Poor scholar, I really like you."

He said this before when he didn't understand anything and only regarded this person as a guest to accompany him for fun and entertainment. Now he still said this, but his mood was very different.

Even if this person is a boring gourd, he likes it very much, so he is not willing to give it to others.

Wen Ying grabbed his hand and gave a soft "hmm".

Ling Qiyan was happy, and asked him casually: "What did you just say to that Lin Shizi?"

"Talk about business."

Ling Qiyan wasn't very interested in this, so after a few words, he started talking about something else: "Xihua said, you want to organize this polo club?"

Wen Ying asked him, "Is it fun?"

Naturally, it was fun. After returning to Beijing, he hadn't had such a good time in a long time. Ling Qiyan nodded: "Thanks to His Highness, I am very happy today."

"Just be happy."

Hearing his tone, Ling Qiyan's heart moved suddenly: "...you specially asked Xihua to hold this horse race, is it possible that it is also to make me happy?"

Wen Ying didn't answer.

It is true to win people's hearts, and it is also true to make Ling Qiyan happy.

Ling Qiyan treated it like this, and became even more delighted, hugged his waist, and whispered in his ear: "Poor scholar, you are so kind."