Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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Seeing the prince, Nan Ruo couldn't help but Hong Shixian's face popped up in his mind, and immediately bent over to get into the carriage to cover up the expression on his face.

Emoji brainwashing is the deadliest.

"Your Highness."

He stepped forward to salute, but the prince had already stood up and leaned forward, seeming a little urgent: "No need, sit down quickly."

"Yes, sit down first." Fu Zhuo greeted him and motioned him to sit down. He squeezed his buttocks to Nan Ruo's side and pushed him to the side where Prince Li was sitting.

Nan Ruo gave him a look that was almost enough. Fu Zhuo was facing the prince and couldn't give him an expression to respond. He just waited for the opportunity to lightly tap his arm twice as a gesture of saving face, and immediately moved to the side after the tap. There is a distance of two fists between Nan Ruo and Nan Ruo.

Nan Ruo: "..."

The prince didn't have the time to care about Fu Zhuo at all, ever since Nan Ruo came in, his eyes had been on him, and he couldn't move away when he wanted to move, he just tried not to stare directly at his face, so as not to appear abrupt and annoy him .

Nan Ruo took the initiative to ask, "Is it okay for Your Highness to come out like this?"

Right now, he doesn't want to make Yong Zhaodi suspicious.

He didn't say it clearly, but the crown prince instantly understood what he meant, and said: "The Baiyun Guanshou Qing Daoist has returned from wandering around. The Holy Majesty and the Empress went to listen to the scriptures. It will take three days to return. When I came out, I deliberately disguised myself. Nobody knows."

Nan Ruo just took a look at him, forgive him for his bad eyesight, but he really didn't see where he was pretending.

Fu Zhuo helped to explain: "My cousin changed into the clothes after leaving the palace and getting into the carriage."

He also specially asked him to bring three sets, and after comparing them for a long time, he chose the one on his body.

Prince: "I will stay in the car and will not go down to show my face." With an expression on his face that would never cause you trouble.

You almost told me to be good and I was obedient.

Nan Ruo shamefully softened her heart again: "I don't mean that, I'm just worried that His Highness will be criticized for leaving the palace during the filial piety."

Shit, that's what he meant.

I gave myself a mouthful in my heart, saying that I would not give hope!

The prince looked up, and finally he was able to put his eyes on his face by speaking openly, met his eyes, and said softly: "This is a rare opportunity, I want to come out to meet you, since the night of goodbye, it has been fourteenth of January Himi sat down and talked with you like this..."

The ancestors of the Xiahou family have alien blood, and the facial features of the descendants of the royal family are more three-dimensional than ordinary people. The prince's eyes are particularly deep, and the brow bone is superior. From such a close distance, you can see the enviable eyelashes. The deep eyes are full of gentle gaze A person can't help but indulge in it.

Good-looking faces are also admired by the same sex. Although Nan Ruo is not a good-looking dog, he inevitably prefers beauty, and his attitude towards people with good looks becomes gentle unconsciously.

What's more, this person is still full of affection for him, even a man can't embarrass others, okay?

Nan Ruo put aside the headache of his sudden visit, and softened her attitude: "It's true that I haven't sat down with His Highness to talk for a long time. How is Your Highness this month?"

It was beyond his expectation that the prince could hold back from looking for him for a month and a half, after all, he didn't look like he could hold back for so long.

"Okay, very good." The prince said.

But Fu Zhuo saw the needles: "What's the matter, I almost had a seizure during the vigil. I wanted to call you, but my cousin was worried that something unexpected would happen and the Holy One would know that he was suspicious of you, so he told me to tie him up and endure it."

The prince was a little flustered, and hurriedly said: "I thought I could make it through so I didn't look for you."

Nan Ruo avoided his gaze and said disapprovingly: "Your Highness is the crown prince, the future emperor, and the future of Dayan will be implicated. It is the duty of ministers to relieve the king's worries. Only when Your Highness is in good health can Dayan be stable and ministers can Rest assured."

Leaving aside the prince's feelings for him, since he invested in the prince, he naturally hoped that the stock would go smoothly, and that if something happened to the prince, all his investment in the past few years would be in vain.

The prince automatically filtered his first few sentences, and only accepted that he said he would be at ease, nodded and said: "Not next time." He looked like you were right and listened to what you told me to do.

Nan Ruo: "..."

I really didn't know what expression to make, so I could only offer a smile.

Seeing the opportunity, Fu Zhuo hurriedly talked about to maintain the atmosphere, and acted as the narrator to tell Nan Ruo what happened at the funeral.

Nan Ruo listened carefully, especially the few passages he talked about about the emperor, while listening to it, he did his reading comprehension in his heart.

The prince finally took the opportunity to take a closer look at the figure, but he couldn't get enough of it. From the eyebrows to the eyes to the bridge of the nose to the mouth, he loved every part, and wanted to touch and touch it lovingly, but he couldn't get enough of it. dare not.

The hands hidden in the sleeves were clenched tightly, trembling slightly due to patience.

In fact, before showing it, even he himself did not expect that his affection for Gu Geer was so strong. He thought that he restrained and hid it very well, but maybe it was too suppressed in the past. The flood discharge of the broken gate was out of control, and it was no longer possible to cover it up, and he didn't want to cover it up.

He stared at Gu Geer, who had vivid eyebrows and eyes due to Fu Zhuo's narration. When he frowned, he wished he could stretch out his hands to smooth him, when he showed his face, he smiled, and when he was puzzled, he was eager to answer his doubts.

He somewhat understood why his father had compromised with the queen over and over again. Apart from other things, he had feelings for her, and once feelings were mixed, simple things would become complicated.

Just like he came out of the palace today, if he could come out freely on weekdays, but considering Gu Geer's disguise is not enough, he has to hide it.

He also understood what his mother had said, and told him to remember that before his father showed his dislike for the queen, he should never confront her head-on, because love is the most unreasonable thing to say.

Don't make sense, it has become difficult for him to speak in front of Gu Geer. He wanted to ask him if he had come up with the result, but he dared not speak for a while, fearing that the urging would upset him, and he was afraid that he would not want to hear it. s answer.

I can only tell myself to be patient and patient.

"Your Highness..." Nan Ruo suddenly stopped listening, turned her head to meet his gaze and sighed slightly in her heart, one glance after another was about to poke a hole in him, how could he not notice it.

The prince didn't expect him to turn his head back suddenly, he turned his head and looked away, and his movements were a little big: "What's the matter?"

Nan Ruo's eyes paused for a moment on the sharp jaw line that was exposed when he turned his head, and then moved down to his trembling hands through the clothes, and said: "Your Highness, do as I said, breathe in, breathe in again, Exhale..."

The prince retracted his hand to cover it up, caught a glimpse of Nan Ruo's disapproving gaze, and put it back, still protruding from his sleeve, as if it was convenient for him to see, and then obediently followed his instructions to breathe.

Nan Ruo's heart couldn't help but softened again, and when she came back to her senses, her hand was already on the back of the prince's hand, and she patted up and down following the breathing commands to comfort her.

Immediately, I hit the wall hard twice in my heart. Notre Dame burned so much sympathy that there was nowhere to put it, didn't I say that I would not respond!

But facing the crown prince's uncontrollable surprise and joy, he didn't take back his hand in a daze.

Fu Zhuo groaned in his heart and turned his head away.

If Nan Ruo retracted his hand again, it would be deliberate, and he could only calm down and continue to appease him as if it was normal and no big deal.

The carriage drove all the way out of the city to a Zhuangzi in the outskirts. Fu Zhuo asked his cronies to drive the carriage inside and sent all the servants away before motioning for the two to come down.

"Don't worry, this Zhuangzi is used by me to train my subordinates on weekdays. The Zhuangzi is full of my people, and I will never reveal half of it."

The prince looked at Nan Ruo, and he said that he would not go out and not show his face.

Such a person looked at himself, as if he meant what he said, Nan Ruo swallowed the words in his heart, don't ask me to see what I did, and subconsciously said: "In this case, it's okay for His Highness to go out with us."

The prince stood up without saying a word, with a look on his face since you have spoken, then I will come down, jumped out of the carriage with long legs before him, turned around and stretched out his hand to him.

Nan Ruo dodged to the side, and landed easily while supporting the car body.

The prince's eyes dimmed, and he withdrew his hand.

Nan Ruo turned her head in "pain", and spurned herself fiercely in her heart. If she doesn't refuse, she doesn't want to be responsible, so let's be a human being!