Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

When Lan Ziqing came back, Xunyang was raging.

Five days ago, Li Yan, the imperial censor of Zuodu, made a sudden attack and rushed to Zhang's mansion overnight, accusing Zhang Pu, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, of abusing his power in Qingzhang's fields, covering the clan, and falsely reporting the missed taxes.

Poor Zhang Pu, who was dragged off the bed, and before he could figure out the situation, his head fell off.

Holding the bloody Shangfang sword in his hand, Li Yan laughed wildly.

The old scholar Sima Li was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground when he first heard about it. He lost his beloved disciple and hated him so much that he sued the Golden Luan Hall that night.Taishi Chao Song and Li Yan, the censor of Zuodu, rushed over after hearing the news.

As the atmosphere condensed, Emperor Yangdi said an intriguing sentence.

"Li Qing is temporarily banned from the Li Mansion. Whether it is right or wrong is up to the prime minister to judge."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lan is still here, and I don't know when he will return!"

The old scholar wished he could take Li Yan down on the spot and avenge his beloved disciple, he gritted his teeth when he heard Emperor Yang say this.

Emperor Yangdi tapped the case lightly with his fingers, and said "Oh" meaningfully, "Then we will try again after the Prime Minister returns."

The old scholar was in great grief at the moment, so he couldn't wait, so he repeatedly urged Emperor Yang to start the trial immediately.

"Scholar, you can't resist the order!" Chao Song sneered, "It's no wonder that Zhang Pu dared to abuse his power. It turned out that the teacher taught him well."

"you!"

Emperor Yang waved his hands with a headache to stop the farce.

"I've made up my mind, the three nobles will step back."

The Majesty's words had come to this point, and it would be disrespectful to say any more, so Sima Li had no choice but to hold back his grief, salute and leave.

When the group of people retreated to the gate of the palace, Sima Li suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Li Yan by the collar, and said sharply: "Mr. Lan is so wise. Let him judge this case, and you will pay in blood!"

Li Yan looked fearless: "The next official is doing well and sitting upright, with a clear conscience!"

Sima Li shook off his sleeves, gave Chao Song Li Yan a hard look, and then turned around and got on the sedan chair to leave.

Seeing Sima Li leave, Li Yan's face finally changed, and he said worriedly: "Uncle, although we got rid of Zhang Pu's serious trouble this time, and took the official department into our hands, it's just..."

"It's just that Lan Ziqing is not easy to mess with?" Chao Song sneered and took the words, "Don't worry, we have done everything in this matter, no matter how powerful Lan Ziqing is, we will never find a trace of it. "

"Besides, as long as we can win over Lan Ziqing, are you afraid that he will embarrass you then?"

Hearing this, Li Yan's face became even more difficult: "It's not easy to win over Lan Xiang. Last time, uncle, you took the "Lanting Collection Preface"...it won't help..." Sensing Chao Song's sharp eyes, Li Yan's words were a little lower not smellable.

Chao Song looked at the empty street, his eyes reflected the white night fog, making him look even more stern.

"Tell Shu'er to walk around with Lan Xiang more often. They are both literati, so it's inevitable that they can talk better. Not to mention wooing, it's also good to get some news."

"Yes"

Since that night, Sima Li looked forward to Lan Ziqing's return every day, and went to the prime minister's mansion several times a day to inquire about the news. Finally, on the fifth day, those who came back rushed into the inner hall, saying that Lan Ziqing had returned.

Sima Li looked up in surprise, put down his half-drunk tea, and hurriedly ordered someone to prepare the sedan chair.

Before leaving, he did not forget to pull Su Danchen who came to greet him.

"Grandpa, what are you pulling me here for?"

Su Danchen looked at the word "Lan Fu" written in gold powder on the plaque hanging outside the mansion, and made a bitter face.

Now, he dare not see Ziqing.

That day, he pushed and hurt Ziqing, then left him and ran away with his horse, which must have broken his heart.

Obviously the person I don't want to hurt the most is Ziqing.

Su Danchen thought of those cold, lifeless eyes under the pear tree, and his heart beat even more.Reluctantly, Sima Li tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and dragged him abruptly to the Prime Minister's residence.

"Grandpa, didn't you say you told me to have less contact with Ziqing, why did you force me to come here today?"

Su Danchen looked at Sima Li aggrievedly.

"Grandpa has a reason for doing this. If it's you, you can't stop it on weekdays. Why don't you want to come today?"

Sima Li was so eager for revenge, he wished to see Lan Ziqing right away, he even ignored Su Danchen's obvious stunned look.

He is not a fool. In the case of Huangliang that day, he and Chao Song could not figure out what the secret decree was with the "Lanting Collection Preface" and "Duobao Pagoda Stele". When his grandson mentioned it, Lan Xiang easily said it. He has some friendship with Lan Xiang, and if he brings him along, maybe Lan Xiang can express more thoughts because of his friendship with Chen'er.

Sima Li stepped forward, before he knocked on the door, the Zhu door opened first, and a young servant in black and green robes walked out of the door.

"Master Sima, please come in, the Prime Minister has been waiting in the study for a long time."

Sima Li was stunned for a moment, secretly thinking that the prime minister is worthy of being a counselor who calculates the world with his mind.

Su Danchen's heart was getting weaker and weaker, and he was just about to sneak away, but Sima Li seemed to have read his mind, clamped his wrists, and dragged him across the courtyard to the study.

"Grandpa, if you let go, I will go by myself."

Su Danchen turned his wrist which seemed to have been crushed, grinning his teeth in pain, when he suddenly heard a sound as calm as water in the air.

"I have met His Highness the Third Highness."

Su Danchen's movements froze, his expression froze, and he raised his head with difficulty, only to see that the face of the person in front of him was pale, as if he had suffered from a serious illness, his ink-stained eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of sadness or joy.

There is no half frost.

It was strange, there was obviously no coldness in Ziqing's eyes, why was he so afraid of seeing those eyes.

"Free, free."

Su Danchen felt guilty and turned his head away, not daring to look any further.

Sima Li left Su Danchen behind and went forward: "Lan Xiang is exhausted from traveling all the way, this old man shouldn't have disturbed Lan Xiang just after he returned home, it's really..."

Halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted by a series of coughing sounds.

"Lan Xiang shoulders a heavy responsibility, but he must take good care of his body."

As soon as Su Danchen heard the coughing sound, he quickly looked at Lan Ziqing. The blue clothes were as cold as water, and the eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist.

The alienation does not reflect any color.

Su Danchen's heart ached.

"Scholar Lao is concerned, the truth is fine." Lan Ziqing put down the indigo brocade handkerchief, calmed down a little, and said indifferently: "The scholar came here for the case of Zhang Pu. I have heard the truth about this case, and I will definitely be fair. law enforcement."

Sima Li was not reconciled to being dismissed like this, and followed up with the last sentence: "I only hope that the prime minister will tell the truth today, how the prime minister plans to try this case, and what charges will be used to interrogate Li Yan."

If the trial was started for the crime of negligence, at most Li Yan would be dismissed and investigated. If the trial was started for the crime of premeditated murder, Li Yan would definitely be killed!

The difference between the two crimes was all in Lan Ziqing's thoughts, so he had to ask.

Lan Ziqing lowered his eyes, hiding the faint mockery in his pupils, "Why does Lord Sima think that Li Yan must be guilty? Since the Holy Majesty has given him the Shang Fang sword, there is nothing wrong with him exercising his power."

Sima Li's face turned blue when he heard the words, and a burst of anger rolled in his heart. He said with a low face, "Zhang Pu is my disciple, and I know his character best. I dare to swear to God that he will never do anything that favors the law for personal gain. Come!"

The thin fog in Lan Ziqing's eyes became thicker and thicker, "Because Zhang Pu is Lord Sima's favorite student, Lord Sima's words are inevitably biased."

"What does the prime minister mean by this? Could it be that this old man is someone who protects relatives and friends." Sima Li's face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked anxious.

Su Danchen, who was listening, also felt that Ziqing's words were a little too much, and couldn't help feeling sorry for his grandfather.

Lan Ziqing's face was pale, and his fingertips were covered with a blue brocade handkerchief, which was frighteningly white and looked cold.

"The truth is just a casual statement. Since the Holy Majesty has entrusted the whole case to the truth, the truth will definitely live up to His Majesty's trust. Lord Sima doesn't need to worry too much."

Hearing these words without mercy, Sima Li was both angry and surprised.

Although Lan Xiang's scheming is unfathomable, he treats people with a degree of advance and retreat, without losing elegance, and can be regarded as an example of literati. What's wrong today, every sentence is thorny, as if deliberately against himself.

"Since this is the case, Prime Minister Wanwang should find out the truth as soon as possible, and give justice to the deceased. The old man will leave."

"Grandpa, I want to stay a little longer."

Su Danchen took a look at that haggard and sickly face, and couldn't bear to leave after all.

Sima Li shook his sleeves and left angrily.

In the study, only Lan Ziqing and Su Danchen were left.

"Your Highness, do you want to vent your anger on Lord Sima? I'm afraid that my body won't be able to withstand another push from His Highness."

Seeing that Su Danchen stayed behind, Lan Ziqing laughed lightly.

Su Danchen felt a pain in his heart, pressed his lips tightly, and stepped forward.

Lan Ziqing's face was pale, but her lips were as red as blood.

Look, there is a treacherous beauty.

Su Danchen's gaze deepened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Ziqing, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you down that day."

He was really shocked that day. Ziqing said he liked him, and Ziqing kissed him.

All the absurd things in the world happened on that day.

He was so at a loss, his mind was completely delusional, that's why he did something that hurt Ziqing.

"You are so weak, how can you withstand my push."

As he said that, his peach blossom eyes unconsciously mist up.

He stretched out his hand, gently embraced Lan Ziqing into his arms, felt the obvious stiffness of the person in his arms, raised his hand to gently caress his thin back, and asked lovingly, "Does it hurt?"

Lan Ziqing's eyes flickered, and the lingering mist gradually dissipated.

He spoke, but extremely calmly.

"The minister is a broken sleeve."

"I know"

"I like you."

"I know"

Su Danchen paused, and said: "Ziqing, I have always regarded you as a good teacher and helpful friend. Let's still be friends, shall we?"

Lan Ziqing sneered slightly after hearing this, the laughter was so cold that Su Danchen unconsciously hugged her tightly.

"Your Highness is a friend when you are a minister, but you have never been a friend when you are a minister."

"Ziqing..."

Lan Ziqing let go of her greedy embrace, and smiled faintly as she met those peach blossom eyes that were as bright as a deer.

His eyes were as indifferent as fog.

"Your Majesty, you will either be a lover or a stranger. There is no such thing as a friend."

Su Danchen became anxious, "But I'm not a broken sleeve."

Lan Ziqing turned around, the clear shadow was as lonely as water, there was no sadness or joy on his face, only his words were as cool as a cold pool.

"Then we'll be strangers."

He walked slowly to the door, his face was as cold as water, and he made a gesture of seeing off the guests, "Shuchen is in poor health and cannot be sent away."

Su Danchen panicked, and rushed forward to hug Lan Ziqing's waist.

No, no, he doesn't want to be strangers with Ziqing.

"Is there no compromise?"

Lan Ziqing sighed slightly, stroked Su Danchen's handsome eyebrows, her white fingertips resting on the tip of her peach blossom eyes.

Those fingers were so cold that Su Danchen couldn't restrain a chill.

He softened his voice, and the affection in his eyes slowly revealed, his eyes sparkled, which was really touching, "Your Highness, either be your lover with me, or." Putting down his hands, his voice suddenly turned cold, "Just be a stranger, there is no compromise." method."

Those eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of affection, as if the tenderness just now, was all an illusion.

Su Danchen's expression darkened, and he let go of Lan Ziqing, Tao Hua's eyes were full of grievances: "Ziqing said that, he is trying to force me to the end."

"Prime Minister, Li Jianshu, deputy censor of Zuodu, is here to visit."

Li Jianshu?

Lan Ziqing narrowed her eyes, "Please come in"

When Su Danchen saw him, he said, "Since Ziqing has a guest, I'll take my leave first."

Lan Ziqing had a cold face, noncommittal.

Su Danchen gritted his teeth and walked out. When he reached Mei Lin, he turned his head and saw a pair of green clothes half hidden in the shadow, looking lonely and desolate.

He bit his lip, forced himself to be ruthless, turned around and continued walking outside.

What Ziqing wants, he can't afford