I crossed over to the all-timer

When Su Yanhui became the prince's companion, it was about two years after he entered here. At that time, he was already nine years old, and the prince's hall at the same age was already mature and sensible, probably due to high expectations. The prince has been suppressing him since he was sensible. Growing up under study, high-intensity study suppressed the child's nature, the first time Su Yanhui saw the Prince's face, what Su Yanhui remembered most was the pair of dull eyes.

The blackness is endless, his face is profiled, his appearance is exquisite, his hair is armed to the point of meticulousness, his back is straight and there is no slack, his every move is like a perfect doll drawn by a ruler, without any life .

To be honest, seeing the prince, Su Yanhui felt that the prince's appearance was not much better than the prince in the cold palace. Su Yanhui didn't know which was more painful, the pain of being abandoned or the pain of being forced.

The prince had a companion before, but he disappeared. After Su Yan went back to make a side note, she found out that the companion taught the prince the way of benevolence in private, but was found by the old emperor and executed in front of the prince.

The struggle between the crown prince and the fifth prince failed in the end. It can only be considered that the other party was superior in skill. It cannot be said who is right and who is wrong. There are more than five princes in the cold palace. There are countless emperors who died in the corner after being romantic. .

One of the reasons why Su Yanhui was chosen as the prince's companion was his stupidity. People who can't think will not have selfishness. After knowing this reality, Su Yanhui also doubted life for a long time.

However, Su Yanhui has indeed managed this 'empty-headed' image very well, and 'stupid' will not be too boring, after all, this mouth is really flattering.

"His Royal Highness!~" Su Yan pulled her hair back, making herself look a little messy, and rushed over, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I haven't seen you for so long, you will never know how good I am!" I miss you! Your Highness, please let me see that His Highness has lost weight again, which really makes me feel bad. When His Majesty is sick, you are the pillar of this country, Your Highness, no matter what, you have to take care of yourself!"

The prince was dressed in dark red, which represented luxury. His fingers were wrapped around Su Yanhui's hair, and he followed it like a smooth hair. His hand touched Su Yanhui's neck, and the exposed skin was covered by the prince. When the cold fingers touched his collarbone, the fingertips twisted and twisted, and Su Yan's scalp tingled instinctively.

Grabbing the fluttering hand of the prince directly, Su Yan half-kneeled in front of the prince, and pressed the prince's hand to her face: "His Royal Highness, your hands are so cold, you are worried about your majesty, if your majesty knows this I will be relieved in my heart, but such a haggard, His Highness's elegance is not diminished, presumably the officials will also praise it."

The prince lowered his eyes, and his black pupils seemed to be the color of frosted glass. Now that the old emperor is seriously ill, the prince's appearance of worrying about his father is almost standard, and he is trying to control while losing weight. The government is extremely well-measured, and it is simply the ruler of the prince.

"Are you thinking about me? Yanhui." The prince was very kind to Su Yanhui. Su Yanhui didn't understand why this happened. The prince put his hand on his waist and held it with one hand. Tucked his wrist, fingers caressing his arm.

Here it comes again... It seems to be the illusion of being hugged, but his posture and behavior can't find any faults of intimacy.

"Your Highness, I miss you all the time. Your Highness is shouldering a heavy burden. I shouldn't bother you often. Although I miss you, I don't want Your Highness to be distracted by it." Su Yanhui's lie came out, tilting her head, His eyes were sparkling, extremely sincere, and full of distress.

"Your hair is messed up." The crown prince's fingers wrapped around Su Yanhui's messy strands of hair that he deliberately pulled out from outside the crown. Su Yanhui felt a little tingling and immediately replied.

"Because I'm eager to see the prince, I... I haven't seen the prince for too long, and I can't bear it after all. I finally received your summons, so... I was in a hurry."

"It's still wet," said the prince.

Of course it is wet. Seeing that the prince needs to bathe and cleanse himself, he must be meticulous. There is no hair dryer in this era. His hair is half dry all the way here. Basically, when he goes back and removes the crown, it becomes a mess.

"His Royal Highness likes cleanliness, no matter how eager he is, he will definitely clean it up and come to see you again. I absolutely don't want to bring stolen goods."

"No need." Su Yanhui was taken aback for a moment, no need, she looked at the prince in confusion, only to find that the prince stood up, he was already much taller than Su Yanhui, Su Yanhui looked at the prince's dusty face Staring at him with both eyes, he removed the jade crown that tied his hair with his hands, "In the future, you can come here however you want."

Without restraint, the long hair suddenly fell down and fell on Su Yanhui's shoulders. Su Yanhui's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard the prince's words. This was the first time that he disheveled his hair in such an unmannered manner in front of the prince, and the prince did it himself!

The prince approached Su Yanhui, lowered his head and rubbed against Su Yanhui's hair affectionately: "It's the fragrance of pear blossoms."

"Of course, this is a very expensive hair product I bought. It smells great and I have been reluctant to use it. But if you want to see the prince, of course you have to use the best one. Do you like it, prince? If you like it, I will Go out of the palace and buy some to bring to you!"

The prince didn't say yes, but he didn't say bad either. Feeling the silence in the air, how could Su Yanhui allow the atmosphere of embarrassment to permeate?

"Your highness, have you read my letter? Burn it quickly. If my father reads it, he will definitely beat me to death. I have written calligraphy for so long, but it is not as good as your highness's childhood calligraphy. If it is not If I were to write to you, I would certainly not write!"

The prince combed Su Yanhui's hair with his hands one after another, as if he was trying his best to dry Su Yanhui's wet hair as quickly as possible. He didn't speak, but kept his eyes down.

"Before I showed the Taifu my handwriting. Didn't you see that the Taifu's beard was raised and his eyes were so big that he scolded me angrily, saying that if I had a prince, I would not Such a waste, and said viciously how could the prime minister give birth to a son like me."

When he was with the prince, he was the one who babbled most of the time, and the prince usually ignored him, but Su Yanhui knew very well that he was listening to himself.

Once she secretly fell asleep next to the prince, but suddenly she felt a headache and was pulled by the prince's hair. At that time, Su Yanhui almost peed in fright, thinking that the prince was angry and wanted to execute him.

The useless Su Yanhui hugged the prince's leg and boasted all kinds of things. In the end, the prince did nothing but looked down at him. After that, Su Yanhui vaguely realized that as long as he was basically talking, even if it was nonsense, the prince would not going to be mad.

"The Taifu also said angrily that in the future, His Highness the Crown Prince will inherit the throne, and I will definitely assist His Highness. If you write a messy memorial at that time, it will definitely insult the state of the country, but the Taifu can't use Your Highness the Crown Prince as a ruler? You It is the posture of a god and man, which is beyond the reach of us and other mortals!"

"Do you want to be an official?"

Originally, she was complaining about the Taifu's strictness, but when she heard the Prince's cold voice, Su Yan's face froze immediately, it's over...send the proposition...

"I don't want to, I don't have that ability. With my civil and martial skills, let alone helping His Highness the Crown Prince, it's hard not to slow me down." Su Yan shivered back.

"You don't want to help me?" The prince's voice was chilly. His hand that was stroking Su Yanhui's hair stopped and was locked on the back of his neck. As long as he exerted a little force, his life would basically end. Su Yan returned to his heart It almost collapsed in my throat.

"Of course not. All civil and military officials are your Highness's right-hand man. My father is so powerful that people look up to him. My two elder brothers will definitely help His Highness. If I am not good at writing, I will be able to do my best. If I stay by your side, I will be ridiculed by all the officials." Su Yanhui tried her best to express her sincerity, "Others can laugh at me, but they must never look down on you. You are the prince, blessed by the real dragon, the son of destiny recognized by the heavens, and you must not be defiled by a blunt person like me!"

After the prince heard this, the stiff fingers holding Su Yanhui's neck gradually softened, and he stroked Su Yanhui's chin soothingly, as if teasing a cat.

Su Yan raised her eyes, always felt that there was something strange about the prince, he actually let himself disheveled in front of him, and said something that should never be said casually, between the words there was already a hint of a higher position.

The old emperor... can't do it, or even if he can do it, His Royal Highness won't let him do it.

The prince was still the same as before, pure and indifferent, but in subtle ways, Su Yanhui seemed to see that the body that had been sealed to the best condition had cracked a gap, and the light was rushing out from the gap.

Now no matter who it is, they are ready to go. The death of the old emperor is a foregone conclusion.

Maybe...in fact...the prince really hates such a perfect posture that was planned?

"Prince, you are really too thin. You can't even feel the flesh on these fingers." Su Yanhui skillfully escaped from the scope of the prince's confinement, and stretched out her hand to hold the prince's hand, her eyes were full of pity, "I usually It's fine if I'm not here, but since I'm here, I definitely want the prince to eat well, just wait for me, and I'll go to the imperial dining room to get you something delicious."

The prince leaned on the desk, propped his head with his hands, his eyes were black and blue, and he was obviously extremely tired: "Go."

Su Yan responded, turned around and fled from the Prince's Palace, but when she left, the colorless cold gaze pierced his coat, penetrated his skin, and directly pierced his heart.