Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

After Lan Ziqing left, Su Danchen stood blankly in the imperial study for a long while, Fang frowned, went out of the room, and went to Chenxia Palace.

Princess Chaole was sitting on the soft couch, wiping the tears from her eyes with a light yellow silk handkerchief from time to time, while listening to the imperial concubine's earnest words of relief.

Seeing Su Danchen approaching, the two of them changed their expressions at the same time.

This complexion has become different.

Concubine Pear's eyes lit up, and she unconsciously showed joy on her face.

She comforted Yunmo all afternoon with saliva, and her mouth was dry and her body was tired, but this little girl was stubborn, she cried all afternoon, two silk handkerchiefs were soaked through, and she didn't stop.

I had no choice but to continue to persuade.

By now, the imperial concubine has finished what she should have said, and she can't come up with new words after racking her brains. Seeing Yun Mo choking, and another round of tears bursting out of Xing's eyes, she is one head and two big, Really distressed.

Now that she saw the rescuers coming, her face instantly relaxed.

As for Yunmo, when she saw Su Danchen, she felt grievances, sadness, and embarrassment all at once, and hoarsely called "Brother Chen", twisting and wringing the silk handkerchief in her hand, and her delicate face was covered with pear blossoms.

Seeing that her eyes were wet again, Concubine Li almost spit out the tea that moistened her throat, and hurriedly threw the hot potato to Su Danchen.

"Chen'er came just in time, and your younger sister Yun is also tired, you take her back home and have a good rest."

Not even staying for dinner.

Where is Sister Yun who is tired, it's obviously the mother concubine you are driving her away.

Su Danchen complained in his heart, and seeing his mother and concubine's tired face, he felt distressed at the moment, and after asking for peace, he persuaded Yunmo to return to the palace.

Yun Mo also had some inner thoughts that she couldn't say to the imperial concubine, she wanted to talk to Su Danchen alone, so she got up and bowed obediently, and followed Su Danchen back to the mansion.

After the two left, Concubine Li looked at the golden eaves outside the door and sighed silently.

When Su Danchen brought Yunmo back to the mansion, it was already dark.

Princess Chaole did not know what went crazy, she insisted on drinking,

The spicy wine swallowed into his throat, and he was choked so that his face flushed and tears flowed down his face.

Su Danchen couldn't stand it, and snatched the wine glass from her hand, "Sister Yun, don't drink."

Yun Mo's eyes turned red from crying, "Brother Chen, Ning Lang...why did he treat me like this..."

Su Danchen was so troubled by the question that he didn't know how to answer.

Sister Yun, you are so good at making your own opinions, and insisting on asking for an order... It is really no wonder that people resisted the order.

Wouldn't it make sister Yun even more sad to say such words?

At the moment when she was in trouble, she saw Yun Mo raise her face full of tears, crying and asked: "Is it possible that I am a dignified princess, and I am not worthy of him?"

Su Danchen sighed, and handed over a dry brocade handkerchief, "Perhaps Master Ning doesn't want to marry a wife right now..."

Yun Mo gave up the wet silk handkerchief in her hand, and gently wiped her tears with the brocade handkerchief she handed over, "Brother Chen, I understand in my heart that it's not that Ning Lang doesn't want to marry a wife, it's just that he doesn't like me." Almond eyes, looking at him, "But I like him, I fell in love with him the first time I saw him in Ningfu."

"After I ran down the gazebo, I accidentally twisted my foot and fell into a dark hole. But I'm not afraid at all, I know Brother Chen, you will definitely come to save me, just like you did when you were a child."

The expression on Yunmo's face was a little more reminiscent.

"I waited at the bottom of that cold cave for a long, long time, until it was dark, but you still didn't come." Yunmo seemed to think of the scene at that time, her face darkened, and she said softly: "Brother Chen, there is another place in that place." Wet and dark, I'm so scared, why don't you come and save me?"

Su Danchen felt guilty for a while, just about to speak, but she was interrupted lightly, and a burst of brilliance burst out in his almond eyes.

"When I was about to pass out from crying, Ning Lang appeared, and he said to me in such a gentle voice, girl, don't be afraid."

"That's when I fell in love with him."

Su Danchen looked at the opposite woman who was stuck in memories, and couldn't help but think, if he hadn't listened to the Lord's words at that time, but ran to find her immediately, maybe sister Yun would not have liked Lord Ning, It won't be as sad as it is now.

Yinglang's face darkened.

The hand was suddenly grasped forcefully.

"Brother Chen, I like him so much, but he would rather die than marry me, what should I do, what should I do..."

Su Danchen was shocked by the sadness and despair in her eyes, suddenly a pair of eyes surrounded by a thin layer of white mist appeared in his mind.

He heard the master of those cold eyes speak softly in a sad tone, and the minister understood.

The whole person was dumbfounded.

The night is too long.

Su Danchen regained consciousness in the empty jug, the opposite side was already empty, and all the wine that Yunmo wanted fell into his stomach.

He was finally so drunk that he could no longer remember those deep and cold eyes.

"Your Highness, please come to visit me."

"Your Highness?"

The drunken man on the stone table frowned and waved his hand, then changed his angle and continued to sleep.

A Huan shook his shoulder helplessly.

"The little master is drunk again."

There was a sudden sigh in the courtyard.

Hearing this voice, Ah Huan trembled all over, quickly stepped aside, and called out respectfully to the person who came: "Feng Steward."

Feng Bo didn't look at him, but looked at the person sleeping next to the stone table with distressed eyes, "Call a few servant girls, take His Highness back to the room, and cook a pair of hangover medicine, warm it on the stove, and wait for His Highness to wake up." Come and send it over.”

"Master Butler, Mr. Ying... are still waiting outside the door."

A Huan looked at the old housekeeper's face, and said cautiously.

"Your Highness is so drunk, how can you meet a guest? Go and say that His Highness has already rested, and ask him to come back another day."

Feng Bo said with a sullen face.

Seeing that his expression was unkind, Ah Huan didn't dare to say anything more, so she hurriedly called him a thousand and ran out in a hurry.

Mumbling while running.

Usually, when Prime Minister Lan came, Feng Bo told him not to inform, but to invite people in directly. Why did he come to Mr. Ying, and he had already rested and came back another day?

Could it be that Mr. Ying offended the old housekeeper?

Amused by her own thoughts, A Huan shook her head and quickened her pace.

This night is destined to be uneven.

The wine in the palace was full of sorrow, and the prison was full of sighs and sighs.

These sighs were not from Ning Sheng.

Not long after Ning Sheng was thrown into heavy prison, Master Sima brought several disciples to see him, and they took turns to persuade him, telling him the same about the pros and cons.

Unexpectedly, after wearing out his lips, he always had to say, "The student has made up his mind, and I hope the teacher will forgive me."

Lord Sima looked at the weak man in front of him, his face sank like water, "You have resisted the decree and deceived the emperor, and you know that the Holy Master Longyan is furious and wants to behead you for public display!"

The thick eyelashes trembled.

Ning Sheng bit his pale lips, "Student, don't change your mind."

Master Sima was completely enraged, and left angrily, "I don't know how to flatter you!"

The remaining adults look at me and I look at you, with big eyes and small eyes.

After consoling him, he followed and left.

Only Ning Sheng was left alone, sitting in the cold and dark prison

In the corner of the room, he hugged himself into a ball, his eyes were dull for a while, and then brightened suddenly.

After Master Sima left in anger, he seemed to have made up his mind not to interfere in this matter, and in the mornings of the next few days, he resigned due to illness.

He let it go, which was exactly what Chao Taishi wanted. He uttered impassioned speeches several times in court, saying that he wanted to protect the face of the royal family, and implored the Holy Majesty to kill Ning Shilang immediately.

Lan Ziqing remained indifferent and said nothing.

Emperor Yangdi flexed his finger on the dragon chair that he had held for a long time, Fang Shensheng

Said: "The period will be three days. After three days, if Ning Qing is still so stubborn and stubborn, she will make a decision."

"Retreat."

Chao Taishi walked among the crowd in twos and threes, his heart bursting with joy.

Now that old man Sima Li gave up this chess piece, and the prime minister is even more indifferent to it, who can stop him from getting rid of Ning Sheng's thorn in his side!

Naturally, there is another person.

Wu Han frowned, and said, "Your Majesty really wants to behead Ning Sheng?"

Lan Ziqing poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Wuyu who was sitting next to him, then poured another cup, took a sip, and said, "Emperor Yang didn't really want to kill because he was worried about Princess Chaole, but... Glancing at Wu Han with a gloomy face, he continued: "If Ning Sheng insists on resisting the order, he will seek his own death."

Wu Han's stern face tightened.

Qin Wuyu held those pale and cold hands, and gave him a gentle look, Wu Han nodded to him, his face softened a little.

Lan Ziqing drank the cold tea in his hand with downcast eyes, and said with a light smile, "Master Ning would rather die than submit, he is indeed a student taught by senior brother."

Wu Han's face darkened, he looked at Lan Ziqing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Yu wants to visit him, and I hope Lan Zhi can help me."

Knowing that Wu Han would not let him go, Lan Ziqing took out the token she had prepared and stuffed it into his hand.

"I hope senior brother can persuade Ning Shilang to change his mind."

Qin Wuyu watched from the side, bit his lip lightly, but didn't say anything.

Such a subtle movement still did not escape Wu Changxue's deep eyes. He patted his hand and said seriously, "Trust me".

Qin Wuyu nodded slightly with embarrassment on his white face.

After Wu Han left, Qin Wuyu stared at his back in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Lan Ziqing looking at him playfully.

Embarrassed red appeared on his fair face, and he asked in a low voice, "Master Lan, what's wrong?"

Lan Ziqing shook her head and only asked him how his injury was with concern.

After exchanging pleasantries like this, Lan Ziqing got up to say goodbye, and Qin Wuyu got up to see him off.

When it was delivered to the door, Lan Ziqing suddenly stopped and called "Brother Qin" softly.

Qin Wuyu looked at him puzzled.

Lan Ziqing turned her head and looked at him with eyes as deep as ink, her lips parted, and she said meaningfully: "If you like something, you should hold it firmly in your hand."

There is clearly a smile on his lips, but there is no smile in his eyes. Instead, it is extremely cold, and there is a crazy light hidden in the deeper abyss.

Qin Wuyu didn't understand what he said, but was taken aback by his appearance.

"Brother Qin, stay here."

In the blink of an eye, the elegant and dusty man in front of him has returned to normal, as if the momentary distortion was just an illusion.

Qin Wuyu watched him go away, shivering under the blue sky and broad daylight.