The prince is hard to serve

After discussing the list of candidates for the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dali Temple, and carefully explaining some things that Xie Jingyu needs to pay attention to in the future, and a few things that need to be done for him tomorrow, Yan Wenhao lowered his eyes, fell silent, and no longer Open your mouth.

Xie Jingyu didn't speak either.

All of a sudden, in the main hall, it was extremely quiet, and it was almost audible to drop a needle.

With his head lowered, Yan Wenhao focused on the glass cup he was holding in his hand, his expression was a little dazed, his eyes were deep, and the expression in his eyes was hard to see clearly.

After pondering for a while, Xie Jingyu raised his eyes and looked at Yan Wenhao's slightly slumped appearance at this time. He had already guessed what Yan Wenhao was thinking in his heart, and there was a trace of helplessness on his face, and then he sighed softly .

Playing with the folding fan in his hand for a while, and drinking a cup of tea, Xie Jingyu wanted to enlighten Yan Wenhao a few words to help Yan Wenhao out of the predicament, but he thought about it for a long time, and opened his mouth several times to speak, but he still couldn't help it. Couldn't say a word.

——This matter, in the final analysis, was Yan Wenhao's mistake from the very beginning. Now Mu Ziling is just feeling sad and wants to stay away from him, not to take revenge on him... In fact, this is already best result.

Otherwise, the worst result they will usher in is that Yan Wenhao's nature will be directly exposed to the eyes of the Emperor Yan, the concubines, the princes, and the ministers in the court. At that time, all the things they have been planning and planning all these years , will all turn into a pile of bubbles.

Even in danger.

At the same time, Xie Jingyu also knew very clearly that at this moment, it would be meaningless for him to say any more words, not to mention those comforting words were too weak and useless to have any effect, and could only be ignored. Just blow it off.

He hesitated to speak again and again, and in the end, Xie Jingyu didn't say anything, but just switched the folding fan from his right hand to his left, then raised his hand, patted Yan Wenhao's shoulder a few times, and gave him a little Encourage him and comfort him silently.

Looking up at Xie Jingyu, Yan Wenhao hooked his lips, and a bitter smile overflowed from his lips: "Jing Yu, drink with me."

"Okay." This time, Xie Jingyu didn't stop him, but nodded with a smile, and responded, "I'll drink with you."

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao smiled at him, and then tapped lightly a few times on the jade chime placed next to the soft cave. Hearing the sound of the jade chime, Fuquan, who had been dutifully waiting outside the hall, walked in quickly.

"Your Highness, you called the old slave in, but what do you need?" Bowing, Fuquan asked in a polite manner.

Glancing at him, Yan Wenhao ordered indifferently, "Go down and get some wine."

"This..." Fuquan frowned, a little embarrassed: "Your Highness, your body..."

Xie Jingyu smiled, and interjected: "Eunuch Fu, go and get it, his body has recovered for a while, and he will be fine if he drinks a little wine."

"Yes, the old slave will go now."

Carefully glanced in Yan Wenhao's direction, Fuquan responded, bowed again, and then slowly backed out.

After about a stick of incense, Fuquan brought up the wine, and together with the wine, there were several plates of exquisite pastries and side dishes.

Staring at the food and drink on the low table, Xie Jingyu nodded with a satisfied smile.

Waving his hand, signaling Fuquan to continue to wait outside the hall, Yan Wenhao filled himself a glass of wine, before Xie Jingyu could say a word, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"..."

Dazed for a moment, after realizing it, Xie Jingyu also poured himself a glass, and silently accompanied Yan Wenhao to drink like this.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more. In the whole palace, there was no other sound except the slight sound of pots and cups colliding.

Yan Wenhao and Xie Jingyu finally stopped their frenzied drinking until the watchman rang the third watch drum, and more than a dozen jugs were poured on the ground in a mess.

Yan Wenhao's body is not easy to get drunk, and he didn't want to get drunk tonight, so even though he drank so much wine, he was still very sober at this time, his eyes were very clear, and he didn't show any hint of drunkenness.

Xie Jingyu, on the other hand, was a little drunk tonight, but his martial arts were strong, and after just resting for a while, he had already forced the alcohol out of his body and regained his sobriety.

With his chin propped up, Yan Wenhao stared straight into the distance, with a dazed look on his face. It wasn't until Xie Jingyu opened his eyes and called him that he came back to his senses.

Turning his head, Yan Wenhao looked at Xie Jingyu, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said sincerely: "Thank you, Jingyu."

Changing to a more comfortable position and leaning on the soft cushion, Xie Jingyu was lazy and lazy. Hearing this, the pastry in his hand fell to the ground. Looking up, he glanced in disbelief. The junior brother opposite had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a trace of extreme surprise flashed in his eyes.

"……what?"

He responded suspiciously, and after a long time, Xie Jingyu finally came back to his senses. He heard what Yan Wenhao said, couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and smiled back at Yan Wenhao, then shook the phone in his hand. Folding the fan, he said cheerfully, "You're welcome."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, then stared at Yan Wenhao for a few times, and couldn't help but sighed again: "Junior brother, you have really changed a lot these days."

——In the past, Yan Wenhao never expressed his gratitude easily. His gratitude was probably just a glance, not to mention, it was still in such a sincere situation.

Tilting his head, Yan Wenhao was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little confused: "Really? Have I changed?"

"It's changed." Xie Jingyu nodded slightly, with a slight sigh in his tone.

After a pause, Yan Wenhao came to his senses, and lowered his head in silence. He remembered the changes in his mood during this period, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become very complicated.

He knew that he had changed.

Become hesitant and scruples about others.

However, such a change was not a good thing for him.

What he is planning now, if he wants to ascend to the highest position, it is best to be ruthless, otherwise, if he has too many scruples, it will become a burden and become his most deadly handle——

Only truly ruthless people can be invulnerable, not afraid of anything, and go to the final victory.

Seeing Yan Wenhao's countless changes in a short period of time, Xie Jingyu sighed helplessly, then sat up straight, and directly interrupted his thoughts.

"You don't need to think too much. Such a change will have no effect on you, and it will be a good thing for you." Because the person who changed Yan Wenhao was Mu Ziling, let alone Yan Wenhao What has changed is just a little more human touch compared with the past.

For Yan Wenhao, this may be a good thing.

Looking at him, Yan Wenhao nodded and said softly, "I know."

As soon as the voice of this sentence fell, Yan Wenhao's original complicated expression had all been put away, and he had returned to his usual gentle appearance, and the smile in his eyes was also from the heart.

He said tenderly and affectionately: "It may be the greatest luck in my life to meet Qian He. Because of him, I will not regret these changes."

For Yan Wenhao, whether such a change happened to him, whether it was good or bad, he really would not regret it at all.

Even, he would feel very grateful for it——

If he hasn't changed at all and hasn't been affected from the beginning to the end, then he will keep hurting Mu Ziling, overdrawing his trust, overdrawing his feelings, and overdrawing all the tenderness towards him... So much so that it finally reached the point of no return.

But now, he still has a chance to save it.

Therefore, Yan Wenhao was always very thankful that he was attracted to Mu Ziling little by little without knowing it, and then gradually fell in love with him.

It was this liking that changed him, and it was because of his own change that he knew in advance that he was wrong, and would not continue to do more unforgivable things to Mu Ziling.

"It's good if you can think like this." Xie Jingyu smiled gratifiedly, and there was a little smile in Xie Jingyu's eyes.

After being quiet for a while, Xie Jingyu lowered his head, stretched out his hands to straighten his wrinkled wide sleeves, patted the hem of his clothes and stood up. He stood up and stretched, then opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it He looked a little sleepy and said: "It's already the third watch, I should go back. You will go to court tomorrow, so you should rest earlier."

After walking a few steps, Xie Jingyu thought for a while, then stopped, then turned his head and said to Yan Wenhao earnestly: "Junior brother, you need to be more patient with Mu Ziling, he is a soft-hearted and very kind person. As long as you treat him well from now on, treat him consistently, and stop making him sad, he will forgive you naturally."

"Besides, I can tell that he has feelings for you." It was probably because the authorities were obsessed, so neither of them realized that they were being taken seriously by the other party, but he had been standing by the side, but it was just watching very real.

Raising eyebrows at Yan Wenhao, who was already stunned, Xie Jingyu finally smiled and said his conclusion: "He also likes you."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yan Wenhao, went straight out of the window, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Left alone, Yan Wenhao sat blankly on the soft couch for a whole stick of incense, Xie Jingyu's last words were still echoing in his ears, and he didn't recover.

Mu Ziling, too...do you like me?

Unable to restrain the ecstasy in his heart, Yan Wenhao's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help grinning, revealing a brilliant smile that didn't match his character or face, which could be considered a foolish one.

Yan Wenhao was overjoyed, he sat alone for a while, then stood up abruptly, took out his flute, and walked straight to the outside of the hall, he couldn't wait, he was going to find Mu Ziling , he wanted to ask him if he really fell in love with him.

Seeing Yan Wenhao walking out quickly, Fuquan quickly saluted him, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, it's already late at night, where are you going?"

Glancing at him, Yan Wenhao's eyes were bright, and there was a lot of joy in his tone: "You go to the side hall with me."

When not sharing the bed with Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling lived in the side hall.

"Your Highness..." Glancing at him and hesitating for a moment, Fuquan whispered, "It's already the third watch, and the concubine should have fallen asleep."

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao's expression moved slightly, and the over-excited mood finally calmed down a little. He pursed his lips, thought for a while, and finally started to walk slowly towards the side hall.

"I won't wake him up."