Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

When the servants came to report "", Su Danchen and Ying Xuan were sitting on the stone bench under the jujube tree drinking happily.

"Come in quickly."

Taohua's eyes lit up, and her tone was unconsciously filled with joy.

When Ying Xuan saw it, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he got up and cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, there are still some chores in the minister's house, I forgive you to leave first."

Su Danchen wanted to persuade him to stay, but just as the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered something, his heart skipped a beat, so he had to change his mouth: "Your Excellency, go slowly."

Ying Xuan bid farewell, turned around and left, walked about ten steps, and met Lan Ziqing on a narrow road.

"The lower official has seen the prime minister."

"Master Ying, you don't need to be too polite."

Their gazes were cold, and they turned away in a blink of an eye.

When the two were about to pass by each other, Lan Ziqing suddenly stopped, looked at Lan Ying not far away, and said lightly: "Since the Pearl already has an owner, why bother to force it, I'd better give it up early, lest I end up playing with fire* **,Hurt self and others."

Ying Xuan lowered his eyes, "Thank you Prime Minister for your persuasion, but unfortunately, I have made up my mind and will never let go."

Lan Ziqing's eyebrows turned cold.

"Since that's the case, I won't waste my time talking about the truth. You should take care of yourself."

The words fell, and walked forward without stopping.

Su Danchen was standing under the jujube tree not far away, but when he saw the two of them stop at the same time, they seemed to be talking about something, he became puzzled, and in a blink of an eye he saw Lan Ziqing walking towards him, Ying Xuan came out of the house and came go.

"Ziqing, you... you are here."

When Lan Ziqing walked up to him, he could clearly see that soft and beautiful face that seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, his heart trembled, his smiling face froze immediately, and he couldn't speak fluently.

"You, what's wrong with you..."

He hurriedly hugged the person in his arms.

Lan Ziqing narrowed her eyes and stared at him coldly.

"His Royal Highness did not return yesterday night."

ha?

It seems...the palace is his home.

Although I thought so in my heart, I explained in a hurry: "It was already late when I came out of the palace yesterday, I just thought you had already slept, Ziqing, so why bother me again?

Then he went back to the palace first. "

Lan Ziqing said coldly: "If His Highness doesn't come, how can I sleep?"

His face was slightly pale, with a faint blue color reflected under his eyelids, it really looked like he hadn't slept all night.

Su Danchen's heart ached when he saw it, he kept apologizing, and promised again and again that no matter how late it was, he would definitely come back to him next time.

Only then did Lan Ziqing's complexion improve slightly, and his eyes flashed, reflecting two white jade wine glasses.

Ruyu's face sank again, and she said coldly, "Your Highness, do you still remember what you promised me?"

Su Danchen's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded stiffly.

"Since your Highness remembers, why go back on your word."

Lan Ziqing said coldly.

Su Danchen knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to argue. He tightened his arms around his waist, and softened his voice as if to please him, "I promised you that you would never have any contact with Mr. Ying, but today Mr. Ying made a special request. wine visit, i

You can't live up to someone's good intentions. "

Lan Ziqing's face was distorted for a moment, and she gritted her teeth and jumped out word by word: "Your Highness cannot betray him, but he can betray ministers!"

"How did you know that he did to you..."

He closed his mouth abruptly and gritted his silver teeth.

Su Danchen didn't understand what it meant, blinked her bright and innocent eyes, and asked strangely: "What did Mr. Ying do to me?"

Lan Ziqing naturally refused to bring it up again, and changed the topic, said in a deep voice: "Ying Xuan is a sinister and despicable person who will use any means to achieve his goals. Your Highness must never associate with him again."

Su Danchen forgot the "insider information", only felt that his words were really inexplicable, and couldn't help defending Ying Xuan: "Ziqing must have misunderstood Mr. Ying, Mr. Ying has a bright temperament and values ​​love and righteousness. Ziqing said it so unbearably."

Lan Ziqing half-closed her cold eyes, slowly approached his face, gritted her teeth and asked, "Your Highness thinks that this minister intends to slander Ying?"

Su Danchen turned his head away, not daring to look into those star-like eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "I have my own discretion in dealing with your lord's business, and I hope Ziqing will stop talking."

Lan Ziqing stared at him coldly with a pair of cold eyes, his chest heaved and fluctuated, as if he was suppressing a huge anger, after a while, he took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Your Highness has made it so clear, my minister What else can I say, goodbye."

Su Danchen felt that his arms were empty, and Lan Ziqing had left with a flick of his sleeves.

All he left behind was an indifferent snow-like figure.

Su Danchen stared blankly at him going away, biting her plump lips again and again, but finally failed to catch up.

For the next several days, Lan Ziqing never set foot in the palace.

Su Danchen wandered around the door, but no one came when it was dark, took a gamble, and turned back to the house.

If Lan Ziqing didn't come, he could have gone to the prime minister's mansion to find him.

But in this way, it means that he bowed his head to him.

Although he likes being with Lan Ziqing, Lan Ziqing's domineering possessiveness and confinement-like control really weigh him down.

No, this time I must let Ziqing give in to me.

Su Danchen's peach blossom eyes brightened.

I don't believe Ziqing won't come.

A few more days passed.

Lan Ziqing didn't come, but Ying Xuan came.

"Why is Your Highness standing outside the mansion?"

Su Danchen blushed slightly, he didn't want people to know that he was guarding the gate of the mansion like a fool these days, so he said casually: "I'm planning to go out."

Ying Xuan didn't doubt it, instead he joked that he came at an untimely time, and said, "Where is Your Highness going?"

Su Danchen replied habitually: "Xiangfu."

Ying Xuan still had a gentle smile on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness is afraid that he will return without success."

"Why is this?"

"A major event happened in the middle of the court. Li Jianshu, the deputy censor of Zuodu, impeached Ma, Hong, Zhu and other adults for corruption, bribery, buying and selling officials."

After a pause, he added: "Even Ning Sheng, the new top scholar who has just become the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, is also implicated."

"Your Majesty handed over this case to Lan Xiang for review. I'm afraid Lan Xiang is too busy at the moment to take care of other things."

When Ying Xuan said this, although he was used to a gentle tone, if he listened carefully, it was not difficult to hear that his tone of voice rose slightly, revealing a faint pleasure.

It's a pity that Su Danchen was lost in thought, and his thoughts were not here.

So that's the case, no wonder Ziqing didn't come to the door.

By the way, the adults Ma, Hong, and Zhu seem to be all students of Grandpa.

... No wonder I haven't seen my grandfather these days.

"Since Ziqing is busy with business, I don't think it's convenient for me to disturb you. It's just a beautiful autumn day. I wonder if Mr. Ying is in the mood to travel with me?"

Su Danchen blinked her peach blossom eyes, and looked at Ying Xuan

Ying Xuan curled his lips and said with a smile: "I really have that intention."

Su Danchen led the white horse, and the two rode side by side, heading for the outskirts of the city.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

As the sun was setting, Lan Ziqing left the imperial study and walked towards the gate of the palace.

His lips are tightly pursed, his eyelids are a light blue, and he looks a bit haggard, as Ying Xuan said, he is entangled in public affairs and "destroyed" by his busy schedule.

what.

He calculated the world in his mind, established himself by seeking, and was a mere public figure.

Case, why call him so.

There has never been only one person who can make him so exhausted physically and mentally.

Lan Ziqing sighed slowly.

"Prime Minister."

The Zijin official sedan chair was stopped a few meters away from the prime minister's mansion.

"What happened."

An elegant and indifferent voice came from the sedan chair.

Ah San replied: "Prime Minister, a young master has come to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He has stood there since noon and has not said anything about his visit. I am afraid that he will harm you, so I came here to inform you."

Lan Ziqing frowned, lifted the curtain and walked out, looking far away, there was indeed a slender and stern black shadow standing motionless in front of the Xiangfu gate.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "It's okay."

Go to that ink shadow.

As he got closer, Fang could clearly see the "uninvited guest".

Dressed in a black ink robe, his body is as tall as a cold bamboo.

Lan Ziqing narrowed her eyes, surprise bursting from them.

"Brother."