Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

When Ying Xuan woke up, he found himself lying in a strange place.

Taking a glance, the surrounding furnishings clearly show the wealth and nobility of the owner's family.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, as if recalling what happened yesterday.

As for what he was thinking about and what he remembered, it was unknown, but he slowly relaxed his eyebrows, as if he had made up his mind, he got out of bed and poured a cup of tea, and took a seat , drinking steaming tea slowly.

He looked calm and relaxed.

The dark eyeballs were filled with the smell of tea, so deep that people couldn't figure it out.

When Su Danchen came in, he was surprised by this scene.

"See Your Highness."

Su Danchen was stunned, Ying Xuan had already seen clearly the coming people, he was startled, immediately put down the teacup, stood up to pay respects.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to be too polite."

While speaking, he handed over a bowl of dark medicine, and said casually: "This is a soup for sobering up, drink it."

The face of the person at the table became weird, but only for a moment, and soon returned to normal, showing a gentle and harmless smile, thanked him, took it and drank it down.

After drinking the soup and medicine, after a moment of silence, he heard him say: "Is it His Highness who brought the minister back to the palace?"

Su Danchen responded, and took advantage of the situation to ask out the puzzlement in his heart: "Master Ying, why didn't you go to the prime minister's mansion to discuss matters, but instead drank alone in the Xunhuan building?"

No one spoke for a long time, only half of his face was buried in the shadows, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking.

Seeing his appearance, Su Danchen recalled his actions in Zhang's residence, and only thought that he was still sad about Zhang Pu's death.

Thinking about it this way, I immediately had a good impression of this sincere and caring Doctor Ying, "You can't come back to life after death, don't be sad, Ziqing will definitely give Mr. Zhang justice."

When Ying Xuan heard this, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and when he met those sparkling peach blossom eyes, he suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your comfort."

A young man came in and said that lunch had been prepared.

Seeing this, Yingxuan said it was too much trouble, so he said goodbye, and came back to pay his respects some other day.

After finishing speaking, he walked out, but before he stepped out of the door, he was pulled by a force, and then came a slightly dissatisfied voice: "This king will not eat you,

What are you doing so fast.Now that lunch is prepared, you can stay and eat together, and the palace does not lack a pair of chopsticks for you. "

After a pause, he heard him say again: "You drank so much wine, and if you don't eat anything, can your body handle it?"

Ying Xuan was stunned for a moment, surprise appeared on his handsome face, as if he was extremely surprised that he would say this, before he could react, he was dragged into the hall.

Seeing him in a daze, Su Danchen thought that he was concerned about his status and restrained, so he picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up some delicious dishes, put them in his bowl, and murmured: "Should I eat?" Your Excellency, there is no need to be polite."

Ying Xuan put the dishes he picked up one by one into his mouth, the color of his eyes changed again and again, light and dark flashed alternately, unfathomable.

After swallowing a bowl of rice, his dark eyes calmed down, like a dark pool deep in a mountain forest.

Su Danchen glanced at it inadvertently, but felt a chill on the back of his neck.

How could this person's eyes be so lifeless, without any light at all.

It's just a pair of dead eyes.

But that face is obviously a gentle and harmless appearance.

It's really strange.

"Your Highness, I'm done eating."

No one answered.

Ying Xuan looked over and saw that his complexion was strange, and his peach blossom eyes were staring at him without moving, his heart sank, and he called out again: "Your Highness?"

Only then did Su Danchen come to his senses, his heart pounding.

With a guilty conscience, he responded with a few polite words, and asked someone to remove the table of delicacies.

When the table was empty, Ying Xuan just lowered his head and drank the freshly served tea, without the slightest intention to speak first.

Su Danchen took a look outside, only to see blue and white clouds, and the autumn air was refreshing.

On such a beautiful day, no one could say "It's getting late, Mr. Ying, why don't you go home and rest early".

He was in a hurry to find Lan Ziqing, but he couldn't leave this person in the palace, he didn't know what to do for a while.The person sitting across from him didn't seem to be aware of the sudden silence, and just sat on the sidelines drinking tea calmly.

After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, there was no intention of getting up to say goodbye.

Su Danchen struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind, and then looked at the silent person sitting beside him, and suddenly had an idea.

Ziqing must be discussing matters with all the officials, why should he bother himself.

Thinking of this, he gave up struggling, and took the lead to break the silence: "The mansion has brewed some jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, Mr. Ying, can you have a few drinks with me?"

Ying Xuan listened, and only obeyed.There was a gleam of light in those eyes that were as silent as the dead.

It complements those eyebrows and eyes, so handsome.

Su Danchen stared blankly, after a while, he came back to his senses, calmed down and led him out of the hall to the courtyard.

Walking along a stone path, after about thirty steps, two diverging paths appeared.

Turn left on one, and a row of jujube trees can be seen in the depth of the path.

The breeze came, causing the branches and leaves to tremble.

The other one turns to the right, and the winding path leads to secluded places, with twists and turns, and it is hard to see what is inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Danchen led him to the road on the left. After halfway through the path, there was a wide open space in front of him, with an acre of jujube trees in front of him. There was an open space in the middle, and a few stone benches made of jade were placed.

Before the case, surrounded by a few young men in black and blue shirts, they brought in utensils in an orderly manner, and warmed wine with bottles.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus came in bursts.

Su Danchen stepped forward and took a look, seeing that everything was properly arranged, he waved his hand to signal them to leave.

Several young servants bowed and bowed, and retreated one by one.

"Master Ying"

Ying Xuan was distracted, but when he heard him calling him, he came back to his senses, stepped forward and sat down.

On his place was a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Su Danchen had just ordered, with sporadic golden sweet-scented osmanthus floating on the surface of the wine.

The two chatted while drinking.

At first, it was Su Danchen who was talking, and Ying Xuan was listening.

The content is nothing more than knowing that he and Zhang Pu are brothers and sisters. Now Zhang Pu's death is unknown, he must feel uncomfortable, but the deceased is already dead, Mr. Ying should take it easy, it is useless to drink away his worries.

As we talked, we talked about Lan Ziqing.

Let's talk about Ziqing's wisdom for a while, and he will definitely return Zhang Pu's innocence.After a while, he said that all the officials were noisy in the prime minister's mansion, and they didn't know whether Ziqing's body could withstand their toss.

Ying Xuan was originally a ninja smiling, hearing that he would not be able to comfort him, but forced himself to comfort himself. When he mentioned Lan Ziqing with a distressed expression, his eyes changed, and he said, "Your Highness and the Prime Minister seem to have a very close friendship."

"That's natural, but Ziqing..."

Su Danchen seemed to have reacted suddenly, and quickly covered his mouth, blocking the unfinished words.

Ziqing is mine.

But how can such a thing be said.

Seeing Yingxuan looking at him suspiciously, his face blushed, he put down his hands uncomfortably, and said a few perfunctory words,

The words were carried over, but fortunately Ying Xuan didn't ask further.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and changed the subject at the same time, no longer talking about official affairs, only talking about Fengyue.

Su Danchen was a talkative person, even if Ying Xuan was a taciturn person who was not good at words, he could babble on and on for a long time by himself, and when others were with him, they could only listen to what he had to say.

However, Yingxuan is also very eloquent and eloquent, unlike Lan Ziqing, although he is full of knowledge and eloquence, he is elegant and doesn't like to talk too much.

After Su Danchen had a hearty talk with him, he felt more and more that this person had a bright disposition, was well-informed, and was just right for him.

The tenth brother is not here, and he is worried about drinking and having no one to accompany him, so he doesn't have to worry about it now.

He couldn't help but laughed and said: "Master Ying, next time you go to drink in the Xun Huan Building, you might as well call me."

Ying Xuan lowered his eyelashes halfway, covering his deep eyes, and nodded slightly.

The two chatted for a while.

Falling jujube trees are rustling, gold cups and silverware are under the trees, and wine and smoke are curling up.

I saw next to the case under the tree, the blue-robed young man listened to the people with radiant spirits, Tao Hua's eyes showed anger for a while, and turned into sadness for a while.

It turns out that Ying Xuan told a story about gods and ghosts. The story is fascinating and fascinating.

When the sky darkened and the story was finally finished, Su Danchen's expression was still full, and his peach blossom eyes were sparkling.

He repeatedly invited Ying Xuanliu's residence to have dinner, Ying Xuan finally nodded and said: "Your Highness is very kind, but it is disrespectful."

After dinner, the sky has completely darkened, and the endless night sky is dotted with stars.

Su Danchen sent Ying Xuan out, thought for a while, and asked, "Can Mr. Ying know how to ride a horse?"

Ying Xuan replied, "I know how to ride."

Su Danchen was overjoyed, and led someone to bring two shiny horses. Seeing his suspicious face, he hesitated to speak, he laughed, and explained: "It's getting late, how can I let Mr. Ying Going back to the mansion alone, this king will see you off for a ride."

After hearing this, Ying Xuan's dark eyes became deeper, his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he was speechless for a while, before he heard him say: "Thank you, Your Highness."

The two got on their horses and rode side by side, slowly disappearing into the thick night fog.

The moonlight fell on the ground, a piece of silver and silver glittering.

Su Danchen walked slowly, asking Ying Xuan the story all the way, where did he hear it.

Ying Xuan was so haunted by him that he couldn't help it, so he could only casually say that it was a story handed down from his hometown.

"Where is Master Ying's hometown?"

Speaking of his hometown by the way, Su Danchen was naturally curious about Ying Xuan's origin.

There are many disciples under Sima Li's sect, and he has had little contact with them, so he doesn't know when there will be more Yingxuan under his grandfather's sect.

It's just that when I go to say hello to my grandfather's house every day, I occasionally meet this Mr. Ying who makes my grandfather admire him very much.

But it was always when he just arrived and Ying Xuan was about to leave, the two of them only had a quick meeting and never had a deep friendship.

Su Danchen silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately he brought him home yesterday, otherwise how would he know that Master Ying is such an interesting person.

Ying Xuan listened to his question about his hometown, and was silent for a long time, before answering an irrelevant sentence: "Your Highness likes this story?"

Su Danchen nodded, "Although the impermanence in the story is cruel and cruel, but he changed from a human to a ghost, and was killed by the person closest to him. It's really pitiful." After a pause, he shivered, and then He said: "The people in that village are too ignorant. They bullied a child just like that after hearing a nonsense from an outsider. The most annoying thing is that couple, even if the tiger poison does not eat children, they actually burned to death own children."

Su Danchen was still rambling on, but Ying Xuan's expression had changed.

To be more precise, when he heard that "outsider's nonsense", his face was shocked, and those eyes that Su Danchen described as dead people burst out with a strange brilliance.

"Your Highness thinks... what the fortune teller said was nonsense?"

Su Danchen felt angry when he thought about it, he mumbled his lips, and said: "What kind of lone star, who restrains father and mother, and unknown people, such ridiculous words, yet some people believe them."

Ying Xuan stared at him in a daze, as if he couldn't understand what he said. After a long time, he woke up, a smile slowly appeared on his lips, and said word by word: "It's really ridiculous."

Seeing that his expression was different, Su Danchen was about to ask, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After walking for so long, why haven't I arrived at Mr. Ying's mansion.