Let me eat a soft meal

The atmosphere in the hall changed suddenly, Concubine Liang accidentally knocked over the tea bowl, her long and slender fingers were trembling, she raised her head in panic, before she said anything, she heard the emperor's smile, which broke the silence of the room.

"I will talk to your father and son for a while, so there is no need to be so panic." The emperor played with the jade beads in his hand, his expression could not tell whether it was good or bad, and said in a calm tone, "Although Qinghe has the number one scholar, he is only fifteen this year. He is just two or three years older than you, he is knowledgeable, intelligent and alert, and it is not bad for you to make friends with him."

For a moment Ye Xuan couldn't tell the truth from what he said, so he just bowed his head and knelt there to answer yes.

The emperor really changed the topic as if asking casually, "I heard that you have returned to the Imperial College for classes, and are you in better health now?"

"It's much better. I went to the Imperial Hospital last month and said that I'm still a little weak, but nothing else matters." Ye Xuan answered dutifully.

He was not sick at all, but he used internal force to change the state of his meridians. He said that he went to the imperial hospital every month, but in fact, most of them went there for the concubine Liang's madness. Doctor Jiang may have noticed something, and the medicine that did not return to him was all They are just nourishing qi and blood, and eating them once in a while is good for your health.Now that he doesn't pretend, naturally there is nothing serious about it.

The emperor nodded, "Even so, you still have to take the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician."

"Yes." Ye Xuan responded dispensably.

The emperor asked him about the Guozijian's courses, mainly about his sons, and talked about Zhao Yunsheng with a smile, but didn't mention Xie Yushu at all.

I don't know if I don't like it, or I can pass it by.

The father and son asked and answered questions for a quarter of an hour. The emperor pressed his eyebrows, showing a tired look, "Today is too late, you go back and rest first, and I will go with me to greet your grandmother tomorrow."

Ye Xuan paused, and while agreeing to get up and leave, he thought in his heart: If I knew it earlier, I would have said that I was not feeling well recently.

Zhao An thoughtfully held the lamp and sent him to Wenyuan Hall, Ye Xuan sent him a few steps back, and looked up again, the lights in Chenjiao Hall had been turned off, and he didn't hear the emperor leaving, presumably he was resting.

Did the emperor come here for his mother, or for Xie Yushu?

With calm eyes, Ye Xuan walked through the long corridor and entered his bedroom.

On the second day, Ye Xuan got up early and practiced kung fu for two hours, took a shower before going down, changed into new clothes sent by the Shangyi Bureau, had breakfast, and saw the nest when he looked up. The little eunuch who catches sleep on the beam.

"Taian." Ye Xuan called out.

The young eunuch moved, opened his eyes, and looked at him sleepily.

Ye Xuan took a closer look at him, the clothes were new, the hair was still steamy, the soles of the shoes were clean, but there were some small wounds on his hands, like... wounded by some thin thread?

Ye Xuan frowned, didn't ask him why he left after seeing Huang Mang last night, and where he went after he left, but just asked, "When did you come back?"

"Dianmao." Tai'an spat out two words, paused, and rarely explained, "Huang Mang goes up."

Ye Xuan immediately grasped the point, "Did you go to see Huang Mang last night?"

"No." Tai'an replied in seconds.

Ye Xuan's eyes pierced sharply, Tai'an's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to be lying.

"You came back with Huang Mang?" He pondered in his heart and changed the way of asking.

Tai'an nodded, "Yes."

Ye Xuan: "You also followed him out of the palace yesterday? Did you go to Yanliu Alley?"

Tai'an continued to nod, and clearly gave an address, "Chunyue Inn."

Although it is called an inn, Chunyue Inn is a real brothel, and it is the largest brothel at the foot of the imperial city. There are many famous prostitutes and oirans. Excellent, the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs are enough to be on the stage, and the guests are also some dignitaries, which are quite legendary in the market.

The rules in the palace are strict and the sense of oppression is strong. Apart from serving people, the greatest interest of the palace maids and eunuchs is to spread gossip. The women in the book also like to listen, if they have nothing to do, they can have fun and ask for a reward.

There are few people in Wenyuan Hall, Tai'an is a dull gourd whose silence is golden, Qinglan is a mute, Madam Chen has inconvenient legs and feet, and the remaining two eunuchs can only see people when they are on watch at night. It stands to reason that Ye Xuan has no place to listen to gossip of.

But he couldn't help it. He practiced internal strength, and got up to exercise every day before dawn. Early morning was a good time to spread gossip, and he had listened to some of them.

Among them is the Spring Moon Inn.Why did this prince take a fancy to the famous prostitute at the Chunyue Inn, and insisted on regretting the marriage because of her, and the little prince was a frequent visitor, sleeping in flowers and sleeping in willows all year round.

There really are, and more of them are rumors that have changed their taste after personal conjecture.

It's not unusual for Huang Mang to go to the Spring Moon Inn.Ye Xuan dug out the rumors in his memory and put them together, and began to think about who the person behind this big brothel would be.

The business can be done at the foot of the imperial city, there must be background and background. The business of officials has never been boycotted and seized by the officials' wives. The other party may be a high-ranking official. I haven't heard the rumor of guessing the owner for many years. There are nine out of ten. I don't want to be exposed.

——It can't be Xie Ling thanking the prime minister, right?

Ye Xuan guessed in his head in a strange way, obviously thinking that Xie Xiang, who can teach Xie Yushu's temperament, should not be so dirty, but in his mind he just didn't let it go for no reason.

The more he thought about it, the more peculiar his expression became.

Tai'an watched his master's face change several times, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't press him again, and he was happy to relax.

He was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep for a while, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching outside. The other party was also a martial artist. Even if he didn't restrain himself deliberately, the footsteps were very soft. .

Tai'an suddenly opened his eyes and flew down from the beam, and straightened his clothes calmly.

Ye Xuan was startled by his sudden movement, and looked at him inexplicably, before he could speak, hesitantly knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom.Restrain the three peaceful tones.

Ye Xuan's eyes flickered: Tai'an's hearing has always been amazing. The other party can avoid Tai'an's eyes and ears, and stand quietly at the door before being heard. He has always had profound skills.

who is it?He had a lot of guesses in his mind.

A familiar voice sounded outside, "Your Highness the Seventh?"

Ye Xuan's thoughts froze, and her voice became a little uncontrollable, "Sir?"

Xie Yushu is still wearing a Tsing Yi today, but it can be seen that the material is very new. Bamboo is painted on the clothes, and the sleeves and neckline are simply outlined with golden threads. A jade pendant and a red agate engraved with his name hang on his waist as usual. His hair was tied up with a headband, and a hollowed-out blood jade bead was inlaid on the light blue forehead band. This bright red contrasted with the red mole at the end of his eyes, and the original gentle temperament was instantly embellished by two or three points. Yan.

Just like the Four Seasons crabapple that was broken off by him, it is not as delicate and beautiful as the peony, nor as dull and cold as the Clivia, but it has its own unique beauty.

It really suits red.

When Ye Xuan saw him for the first time, such thoughts popped into his mind.

Xie Yushu saw that his gaze was always on her forehead, curled her fingers, showed a rather embarrassed smile, and said slowly, "This thing is small and easy to lose. It is similar to the agate given by His Majesty when it is hung on the waist. It is hidden in the makeup. It is inevitable that the pearls in the box will be covered with dust, I thought about it, and I happened to have a forehead strap that was not tied, so I put it here."

Ye Xuan's expression was a little moved, and because of his seriousness, he was silent for a while, and then said, "It's just a small thing, sir, there is no need to be like this."

"I know His Highness really likes this blood jade bead, and he gave up one of his loves to me. His Highness shouldn't let his mind be ruined."

Xie Yushu asked with a smile, "I don't know if it looks good or not?"

It was the first time that someone treated him so seriously, Ye Xuan suddenly felt the sound of flowers blooming, and his heart skipped a beat.

He turned his eyes to Xie Yushu's face, showed a faint smile, and replied with curved eyebrows, "It's pretty."

"Mr. Xiao looks good no matter what."

It's even better if it's just mine.

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