Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

The lights are on.

Princess Chao Le, who had just returned to the palace from the palace, saw Lan Ying, who was drunk beside the stone table in the courtyard, from a long distance away.

A delighted delicate face, the smile disappeared in an instant.

Biting his lip, he walked over.

The blue shadow was staggering drunk with the jug in his arms, and when he was about to fall down, a pair of catkins quickly helped him up.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you, have you been drinking so much these days?"

Su Danchen blinked her misty peach blossom eyes, and looked at her in a daze, as if she couldn't listen to her question.

Yun Mo's expression darkened, and after straightening him up, she walked across to him and sat down uncomfortably.

"Brother Chen, I...I have something to tell you."

The drunken peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked.

When the words came to her mouth, Yun Mo suddenly couldn't speak, her white teeth bit her cherry lips again and again, and then she made up her mind, "I have already asked the emperor to give a decree to marry me and... Ning Sheng."

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry, Mo'er can't be your princess anymore, it's Mo'er who failed you..."

"Don't drink any more, Mo'er feels very sad when you are like this."

Su Danchen squinted his peach blossom eyes drunkenly, and his eyes fell on the opening and closing of the cherry mouth in front of him.

Sister Yun, what is she talking about?

Terrible headache.

My mind was dizzy and muddy, I only knew that someone was talking, but I couldn't understand a word.

It wasn't until a choked cry came from the opposite side that Su Danchen woke up from a dream, hurriedly took out the brocade handkerchief and handed it over.

"Sister Yun, don't cry... hiccup..."

Yun Mo gently wiped away her tears with a blue brocade handkerchief, and asked with red eyes, "Brother Chen, do you really not blame me?"

"What do I blame you for?"

The moist peach blossom eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Blame me... begging to marry Ning Sheng."

The voice choked again.

Su Danchen heard her words clearly this time, he was half dumbfounded and half shocked.

After Sister Yun came back from the Ning Mansion, she kept asking him about Mrs. Ning's affairs, and later she went for a long-distance run to the Ning Mansion, so he naturally noticed something strange.

It's just that she didn't expect that Sister Yun and Master Ning would be discussing marriage so soon.

Su Danchen tapped his heavy head, and managed to gather his thoughts together, "Is this what Master Ning meant?"

"Do not."

Yunmo's eyes were only red at first, but now her cheeks are also red, "It's my idea, Master Ning doesn't know yet."

Su Danchen nodded, his thoughts drifted away, and suddenly asked: "In case Master Ning doesn't have such thoughts, what should we do?"

Yun Mo seemed to have been poked into a sore foot, her face turned from red to white, and said softly: "That's why I entered the palace to ask for a marriage."

Su Danchen was astonished.

Taohuayan blinked and blinked, but she couldn't come back to her senses.

Even Yunmo didn't notice when she left, but the words she said before leaving vaguely echoed in her ears.

I like him so much, how can he not want me?

Su Danchen raised his head and drank the wine in the pot in one gulp.

Sister Yun is forcing Master Ning to marry her.

How can a twisted melon be sweet?

The twisted melon is really not sweet.

When Jin Wuxi fell the next day, the hangover Su Danchen had just fallen asleep when he was shaken awake by the young servant A Huan, who said something had happened to Princess Chaole.

Su Danchen opened his eyes abruptly, ignoring his splitting headache, he kept urging the servant to move faster.

After being urged by him, several servants became more and more flustered, and it was difficult for him to clean up and change clothes.

He was also in the process, listening to A Huan tell the whole story.

This morning, the Holy One sent his eunuch, the servant, to the Ning Mansion to issue a decree for a marriage.

It is a great honor for the emperor to bestow marriage, and it is still the princess of the dynasty!

Ordinary people have climbed into such a marriage, and they are afraid of laughing from ear to ear in their dreams.

Who would have thought that Minister Ning refused to marry him on the spot, but also said that he already had a wife with a mess. The emperor had already found out about his situation. No, let alone a wretched wife guarding the cold kiln.

This is all right, I went to prison for the crime of deceiving the emperor.

"Where is Sister Yun now?"

"As soon as Princess Chaole heard about this, she immediately entered the palace. I heard from the father-in-law who came to report the news that Princess Chaole cried very sadly in the imperial study."

"Lord Sima and Grand Master Chao have rushed into the palace...the Prime Minister is also here."

A Huan looked at his master's face, and carefully handed over the whip.

The master has been hungover for days, so everyone in the palace knows who it is, so they dare not mention it.

Su Danchen took the whip in his hand, his expression darkened, he gave a long shout of "drive", and left in the dust.

When he arrived at the imperial study room, the room was deserted, and there was no Princess Chaole who was crying heartbroken,

Even the Grand Scholar and Taishi Chao disappeared.

There was only one young gentleman in a purple and gold official robe standing in front of the case, writing something with a "scratch" of a pen.

Su Danchen bit his lip as he looked at the thin and slender figure.

"Ziqing... why are you alone?"

Lan Ziqing's hand holding the pen froze, and then continued to write as if nothing had happened, and at the same time replied in a flat tone: "The matter of Ning Shilang resisting the decree and deceiving the emperor has been decided, and the emperor ordered the minister to draw up the decree here. The imperial concubine will pick you up, while Lord Sima and Grand Master Chao will take a step ahead."

His indifferent attitude made Su Danchen's heart ache.

"What are you planning?"

Lan Ziqing put down her pen and turned to look at him. Su Danchen turned her head away guiltily, not daring to meet those alienated and indifferent eyes.

After Lan Ziqing glanced at him, she drooped her eyelashes, and half of her pale blue eyelids cast the color of a crow.

"Ning Shilang is a criminal who deceives the emperor, he should be executed."

what? !

"Father is so confused. This matter is the fault of Sister Yun. Ziqing, you must not let Father kill Lord Ning like this!"

"...Why do you look at me like this..."

Lan Ziqing half-closed her cold eyes, stared gloomyly at the person in front of her who was pulling her sleeves, and said coldly: "If Your Highness wants to go to the prison to accompany Ning Shilang, feel free to continue talking."

Su Danchen was startled, recalled the words he had just blurted out in his mind, swallowed involuntarily, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

I was really drunk and confused, how could I say such rebellious words, fortunately, Ziqing heard it, if Grand Master Chao listened to it, and filed a complaint in front of the emperor, I am afraid that I would go to jail as Ziqing said I am with Master Ning.

"Ziqing, I'm also in a hurry..."

He held on to Lan Ziqing's sleeve, and like a big dog reprimanded by his master, he lowered his head sullenly and muttered softly.

Lan Ziqing looked at his appearance, sighed silently, raised his hand, and habitually wanted to hug him into his arms to comfort the frightened big dog.

Just as he raised his hand, it froze suddenly, and slowly lowered it, grabbed a handful of air in his hand, and closed his fist with a rattling sound.

Su Danchen heard the strange noise, raised his head to look at him, and saw that his light-colored lips were tightly pursed, his brows were indifferent, and his face was as pale as if he had suffered a serious illness.

His heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Ziqing,

Why is your face so pale? Are you sick? "

Lan Ziqing looked at the face full of concern, a sneer appeared on his lips, and said: "Why, Your Highness is not afraid of the minister today?"

Su Danchen's face froze, and his drowsy brain seemed to be poured with cold water, and he woke up instantly.

He let go of the hand holding Zijin's sleeve, his peach blossom eyes dimmed, he lowered his head and did not speak.

Lan Ziqing watched his actions, her ink eyes shrank suddenly, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Could it be that this minister is a scourge, which makes His Highness afraid?"

"No!"

"I...I just..."

When Su Danchen heard the trembling voice that was gnashing his teeth, he panicked and quickly denied it, but he stammered for a long time, unable to explain why.

He was indeed... afraid of Ziqing.

Afraid of his moody temperament, afraid of his ruthless means, afraid of his tyrannical restraint.

Even more afraid of those deep and indifferent eyes.

He couldn't help turning his head to avoid the piercing sight like a cold needle.

He... didn't dare to look at Ziqing's appearance at the moment.

After such a stalemate for a while, a dejected sigh came from above his head.

"Sir, I understand."

Lan Ziqing bowed his hands to salute him, those deep and indifferent eyes were as dark as if they were covered with ashes, and there was no sharp look anymore.

When he walked to the door, he stopped in his footsteps and looked at the colorful clouds reflected by the setting sun in the sky, his mind was light.

The jade-like face seems to be covered with a layer of strange mist by clouds,

He murmured softly in the mist: "Your Highness, I won't pester you anymore, and you don't have to drink so much wine because of it."

He left without looking back.

Su Danchen was left with a pale face.

Lan Ziqing walked a mile out of the imperial study, when he suddenly heard a commotion among the shadows of trees in front of him.

He wasn't in the mood to listen, but the yelling filled his ears like a tidal wave, making it impossible to hide even if one wanted to.

Since then, Taishi Chao Song and the great scholar Sima Li had another dispute.

This is not surprising, this time Ning Sheng's disobedience to the edict, although it is a complete offense, Sima Li still has the heart to protect him, and he said all good things in front of Emperor Yang, Chao Song is naturally tit for tat. With all his strength, he said people to death.

If it wasn't for Emperor Yangdi's pressure, the two of them would have already quarreled in the imperial study.

Lan Ziqing didn't want to be in it, turned around and chose another path.

"What is the meaning of Master Sima's words! Could it be that the old man's mansion raises dark thorns!"

Lan Ziqing thought, stopped and listened carefully.

One person snorted coldly and said, "Master Chao, you know it in your heart!"

"Lord Sima, you can eat but not talk! You slander the old man's innocence out of thin air, and the old man will never let you go! Let's go to the Holy Master and argue clearly!"

"Let's go, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

After a while of footsteps, there was no more sound.

Lan Ziqing turned out from behind the shadow of the tree, and saw the two men pulling towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just as they walked up the palace road, they were stopped by the green-robed eunuch who came head-on, the three of them didn't know what to say, but In the end, Taishi Chao walked towards the queen's palace with a sullen face, while Lord Sima left the palace angrily.

Lan Ziqing turned her gaze to the rolling palace.

His face was as calm as water, but his mind had changed a few times.

I don't know what he was thinking of, but a cold light flashed in those deep eyes like ink.

Picked a path and left.