debt repayment

"Oh... I understand."

But Song Huiming nodded, showing a suddenly realized expression, and said: "When the gift is finished, I will present it to His Highness in person. I wonder what His Highness would like?"

"Get out of here!"

"The minister is clearly outside."

"...Go away!"

Song Hui'an's face was red, and he picked up a pillow and was about to hit him in the face. Song Huiming grabbed the pillow and put it on Song Hui'an's back.

"Your Highness, since the private matter is finished, I will leave."

Hearing the sound of the man's footsteps getting farther and farther away, Song Hui'an breathed a sigh of relief, stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, and thought that next time he would beat this bastard to death.

He swept his gaze to the door of the side room, only to see the person who was supposed to have left leaning against the door, half of his body exposed, his handsome skin was full of smiles, and he looked handsome and handsome, very embarrassed.

"Your Highness, in a few days' time, there will be a temple fair for the Festival of the Gods. Is there any folk thing Your Highness wants to eat or play, and I will bring it to the palace for His Highness?"

"Roll, roll, roll!"

Song Huiming smiled, tidied up his appearance a little, then strode out, and told the maid outside the palace about the prince's cold and cough, and brought a small hand stove and cold-dispelling decoction in later.

This time the person really left, Song Hui'an slumped on the pillow, thinking about the series of absurd things just like a lustful dream, scolded the jade-stealing beast in a low voice, and then closed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, Song Huiming's intimacy words came again.

"Cheng Jia, are you afraid of me?"

"I like how you..."

He also didn't know that Song Huiming would have such scary thoughts, and those hot, hot and crazy love words always scared him.Thinking about it carefully, he was more afraid of this person's madness than the resentment of being insulted.

King Jian looks dignified, how can he look like a lunatic?Even when he was pressing down on him, Song Huiming was graceful and calm. Through the bronze mirror in front of him, he could see clearly through his teary eyes.

Song Huiming is indeed a handsome man, looking at him with cold and hot eyes, as if he is admiring the most hidden treasure in the world, as if he is enjoying the unique delicacy in the world.

If it was just someone else's play, he was a spectator, and he would definitely feel that Song Huiming's domineering eyes were perfect, but if he was the one being enjoyed, he would definitely shudder because of the man's fanatical eyes.

Men are obsessed with and demand him to be weak and sick.Dissatisfaction with desire is a common problem of careerists. He vaguely feels that men's expectations and demands of him are far more than this.

Song Hui'an's abnormality was only exposed to him. Thinking of this, Song Hui'an felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Highness, His Highness King Jian asked the servants to bring His Highness cold soup and a hand warmer."

Song Hui'an let the little Gong'e in, and glanced at the steaming soup, he felt colder again.It seemed that the unbearable incident left him with only a moment of false tenderness.

Before dinner, the eunuch of Fengyi Palace sent a message that the Empress would stay with Mrs. Zhou for dinner today, and that His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness Fifteenth were invited to go with them.

Changing into clothes that hadn't experienced any absurdity, he left the gate of the East Palace, and he was the crown prince again.

Unexpectedly, when they entered the banquet hall of Fengyi Palace, there were already four people sitting at the banquet.

The smile on Song Hui'an's face almost froze.He looked at the suave man in the guest seat, and there was a bang in his head, and it exploded.

"Huiming, it's rare to be able to keep you in the palace for dinner today. The queen mother has always missed you, and wants you to come to Fengyi Palace as a guest. Do you still like the dishes of Fengyi Palace Xiaozao?"

His Royal Highness Jian Wang said loudly, "The jade food in the mother's palace is naturally wonderful. It is the honor of my son and minister to have the honor to sit with the mother."

Guo Hou smiled, raised his eyes to see Song Hui'an, and said with a smile: "Cheng Jia, come here, you are the only one missing."

Shiwu, who was sitting next to Song Huiming, saw him, his eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Brother, come here quickly."

Guohou's table was a very small show, with several people sitting face to face and close to each other. It didn't have the majesty and majesty of a big family gathering.

If there were only Empress Guo, aunt, him, and Shiwu, it would be normal to sit like this, but what's the point of Song Huiming suddenly intervening?

Song Huiming also smiled when he saw him: "His Royal Highness."

This is considered an informal greeting between brothers.

Song Hui'an saw that he didn't have the suspicion of taking the opportunity to cause trouble, so he could only smile back, strode over to him and sat down.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, or it was deliberately arranged by the people at the banquet. He was caught between Guo Hou and Song Huiming, but he didn't sit with Shiwu.

"Cheng Jia, why is your face turning pale?"

Empress Guo cared about him the most. Seeing his face covered with a thin layer of sweat, she said with concern: "Is it because of the cold? You child, you are afraid of the cold, and you don't pay attention to keeping yourself healthy. You want the empress to care about you." Broken? Huiming, you also help your mother persuade Chengjia. Chengjia, my mother knows that you worry about government affairs, and there is still a long way to go. You must not get sick here. You and Huiming, but Hope for the future."

He didn't know what happened to Empress Guo today, and he suddenly talked about the polite words of brothers, monarchs and ministers to prosper Changming together, which meant that the two brothers would live in harmony.Song Huiming has been out of the palace for two years, and the two parties are more suspicious than politeness.

Song Huiming's biological mother Jiang Guifei's natal family was also one of the most wealthy. Although Jiang Concubine died early, her natal family was still powerful.

Although Guo Houming didn't fight or grab on the surface, how could she decide what happened behind the scenes?The future of the prince and the prosperity of the family rest on her and her most glorious son.

Song Huiming was not stupid either, he thought to himself that Empress Guo called him here today, perhaps because she wanted to sell favors and protect Song Hui'an's crown prince.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Huiming suddenly said: "The minister's mansion also has some precious herbs brought from the south, which can keep the cold away and strengthen the body. I have asked the palace treasury. This rare herb does not exist in the palace. Your Highness accepts it." Han, I would like to present this medicine to His Highness."

Song Hui'an continued: "Since this is the case, I will first thank King Jian for his kindness."

Pretending to be respectful brothers and sisters, pretending to be modest and wanting to.

Song Hui'an was thinking about what Queen Guo wanted to do, and Song Huiming suddenly said: "I heard from Shiwu that Mrs. Zhou had a nightmare recently, but she was restless? Coincidentally, I brought a sachet of Ningshen, and I would like to give it to you. Madam, please accept it."

As he spoke, he untied the sachet tied around his waist.

When Guo Hou and Song Hui'an saw the embroidered seal on the sachet, the smiles on their faces froze.Song Huiming's gift was not an ordinary item, but a spiritual item from the Immortal Taoist Temple in the palace. It was used by the royal monks for their own use. It was hard for princes and nobles to find gold. Even Song Hui'an didn't have it. Song Huiming was able to get this sachet because he practiced with Zhang Tianshui when he was young. .

The things used by living gods are often spiritual, and they can exorcise demons and avoid ghosts. They are very effective and very rare. Song Huiming's is Zhang Tianshui's old stuff.They all witnessed Master Zhang's effectiveness and strength, and Song Huiming's gift was truly precious.

Moreover, no matter how noble the family of Zhou Guo was born, no matter how powerful his mother’s family and husband’s family were, he was still a noble woman who never left her home. , intending to win over his family.

The problem is that both the Zhou family and the Guo family are obviously facing the Prince of the East Palace, and there is absolutely no possibility of Yizhi.

Could it be that Song Huiming had other plans?

He looked at Song Huiming's unmistakably handsome smile, and took a sip of his wine.Unexpectedly, after taking it into the mouth, Fang felt that the liquid was not as mellow as fine wine, and there was a little medicinal taste hidden in the slightly oily pale golden broth.

The meat soup stewed with dozens of ingredients is a good product for warming up and warding off the cold. The meat is faintly fragrant and has no fishy smell. It is specially boiled for those who can't eat big meat.

Seeing the crown prince's surprise, Lian Sheng hurriedly put his mouth next to his ear and whispered, "Your Highness, His Highness King Jian said that you were caught cold, and asked the palace servants to change your drink temporarily."

On this end, Mrs. Zhou Guo was stunned for two seconds before saying: "His Royal Highness's spiritual objects are all treasures brought out from the palace. I am a woman, so it is not worth His Highness's trouble. Your Highness's kindness, I appreciate it."

"Ma'am, when my king followed the immortal master to practice in the audience, the immortal master taught me that whenever he encounters other people's suffering and karma, he can help as soon as he can, regardless of status, no matter whether he is high or low. Only by benefiting everyone is the way for a cultivator to help the world. Madam doesn't need to regard this sachet as a generous gift, just take it as a good medicine, just take it. This king is strong and manly, full of yang energy, not afraid of evil spirits, keeping this sachet by my side will be like Ink without rice paper is useless, since Madam is this paper, please take the ink away."

He spoke sincerely and cared so much that Zhou Guo couldn't shirk it, so he could only take the sachet with both hands, and said softly: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. This concubine will definitely repay your concern."

"This king does not ask for anything in return for helping Madam. I also ask Madam not to feel guilty, just use it."

Song Hui'an kept his mouth shut and listened to their conversation without saying a word the whole time.Song Huiming made jokes and talked a lot about Taoism. He saw that Zhou Guoshi was also a believer who was dedicated to goodness, and he even talked about the rules of reincarnation, about the poisonous woman who was sentenced to be a pig and dog for killing her son, and talked about Because the husband seeks to accumulate virtue and enter the Paradise, the good women are so vivid that they coax women and children into a false alarm.

This bastard not only talks sweetly, but also speaks dirty words behind his back, which is a waste of eloquence and talent.

Song Hui'an took a sip of the soup.This medicinal soup warms the stomach very much, and even calmed down the stomach that was still a little convulsed before it was brought. Looking at the tempting dishes on the table, he actually started to have an appetite.

Suddenly, something touched his calf.

Coming from the right.

Song Huiming!

The bastard who doesn't know how to restrain himself will randomly lick him whenever he gets the chance!

Song Hui'an scolded this scoundrel thousands of times in his heart, and then looked at the loud and talkative people around him, wishing to kick him hard.

Unexpectedly, Song Huiming's approach was extremely powerful, with his boots across his legs, hooking his leg that was close to him, and gently rubbing against his calf, like a cat acting like a spoiled child.

It's just an inseparable flirtation.

[The author has something to say: I was wrong. The long story doesn't seem to be very short.

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