The Story of the Male Supporting Counterattack

Prince Zhaohe removed his regular clothes and changed into a red nine-pattern crown dress. Under the clothes was a white tunic, a wide-brimmed black belt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, a crown on his head, and fairy shoes on his feet. Concentrated color, majestic momentum.

Turning to look at her taciturn princess, she saw that the other party was wearing a lilac-colored fairy dress with wide sleeves, black silk reaching her waist, and a jade belt wrapped around her arms. She had bright eyes, white teeth and phoenix eyes, and a smile that captivated the country and the city, and suddenly flashed across her heart With a touch of surprise, such a posture can almost make any man fall to the ground.

Unfortunately, it's only almost...

Prince Showa saw him sweeping his eyebrows lightly, wearing plain clothes and light shirts, his eyes could not help but change, he picked up a piece of Hetian jade hibiscus and walked forward, took a step forward to support the other's smooth hair, and gently put it in the bun, "Today is my father's birthday, it's not good to be too clean."

The other party was slender, like a jade tree facing the wind, and when he stretched his arms, it was as if he was holding Bai Su in his arms. He raised his head slightly, and only saw the slender and smooth neck of Prince Showa, and a delicate jade-white chin, with smooth and deep lines. It made Bai Su unconsciously think of sharp weapons such as war knives.

Pulling on a dark red embroidered cloak sprinkled with gold, and seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, Bai Su and Prince Zhaohe got into the carriage together.

The sound of the car was loud, and it was driving ahead in an orderly manner with its constant frequency. The two people in the car sat opposite each other, silent.

Prince Showa leaned against the wall of the car with his eyes closed, his slender fingers picked up the bamboo-blue purse at his waist, playing with it boredly, and only when he was about to get off the car, he told Bai Su: "Stay by my side tonight, be quiet .”

Although the other party was out of good intentions, the tone of this tone is not comfortable. Anyway, Prince Zhaohe has his eyes closed now, and Bai Su rolled his eyes at the other party unscrupulously, but his mouth was very cute: "The concubine knows gone."

In order to celebrate the 40th birthday of Emperor Yuande, the palace has already been decorated. Along the way, you can see ribbons fluttering and palace lanterns hanging high. It is late autumn, but there are colorful flowers and plants on the corridors and pavilions. If you want to come to the greenhouse The craftsmen must have spent a lot of effort.

It was at the beginning of the unitary hour, and there was still some time before the banquet. Bai Su was dragged by several princesses to enjoy the flowers in the imperial garden, and Prince Zhaohe went to arrange related matters by himself.

A group of young girls in the cardamom age were lively and active, joking and joking, but Bai Su was sweating a lot, so he wanted to find a quiet place to rest.

Bai Su held up her skirt and walked towards the pond, found a clean boulder and sat down. Just as she was about to take a breath, she suddenly heard a vague conversation. The speakers seemed to be two men, who were a little far away and couldn't hear them well. It was true, but one could vaguely detect that the tone of the two people was not very good, as if they were having some conflict.

After finally finding such a place, Bai Su was so tired that his legs were weak, and he didn't want to get up for a while, when he was hesitating, he suddenly caught a familiar word in his ears.

"...Prince Showa... is extremely wary, it is impossible..."

Bai Su's heart skipped a beat, he held his breath in a strange way, and leaned over cautiously.

"Be safe and don't be impatient... The layout is about to be completed. When the time comes, we will kill two birds with one stone, and Prince Showa will not be able to escape our palms..."

The two people in the cave talked excitedly, their voices fluctuated high and low, but they were very cautious, and their words were vague and ambiguous. After listening for a long time, Bai Su didn't know what kind of situation they had set up. I felt that one of the voices was familiar, but I couldn't remember where I heard it.

After a while, the two chatted a few more words in a low voice, and then parted ways. Their figures flickered, and they quickly hid in the dark night, disappearing for a while. At this moment, Bai Su straightened up and was blown by the cold wind, only then did he know that he had come out. He was covered in cold sweat.

After identifying the path, he followed the voice to the banquet hall. As soon as Bai Sufu showed up, Prince Zhaohe's personal servant came over and invited him to the side hall.

"What's wrong with you?" Prince Zhaohe put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the pale and weak Bai Su suspiciously.

Bai Su squeezed out a false smile, "I just fell down and made a fool of myself."

The corner of Prince Showa's mouth twitched, he beckoned Bai Su to go over, and handed him a booklet indifferently, "Look carefully."

Bai Su took it, and looked down, each page was painted with portraits of people with different faces, and the names, ancestry and hobbies were written on the bottom.

I jotted down a few shorthands temporarily, and when I joined hands with the Prince Zhaohe, it really came in handy. When I met a noble lady, I ordered her to come forward and talk to me. At any rate, I didn’t even know her origins, so I quickly said something in a few words. Closed the distance.

Bai Su glanced sideways at Prince Zhaohe, thinking that this person is careful.

The eunuch holding a whisk came forward to sing promises, the emperor and empress finally arrived after a long time, and everyone knelt down to salute.

This is the first time Bai Su saw Emperor Yuande. Because of the various rumors he had heard before, he always thought that Emperor Yuande must have a fat head, big ears, shiny face, and sloppy footsteps. Only after seeing this did I realize that I was completely wrong. Emperor Yuande is only 40 years old this year, he is really not old, and because he is well-maintained and pampered, he looks like he is in his 30s. There are [-]% similarities, and they are all rare handsome men.

It's just that Emperor Yuande is a little less energetic than Prince Zhaohe, and there is a dead silence between his brows and eyes. Even on such a festive occasion like tonight, there is no smile on his face. Lovely tiredness.

After the empress sat down, the others got orders to get up and sit in their own seats.

First there was singing and dancing to add to the fun, and then everyone presented their respective gifts. After listening to the series of congratulatory speeches that were similar to each other, Bai Su felt drowsy, thinking about the finale, but was reluctant to leave the banquet.

The gentle man in civil official uniform stood up, and complimented Emperor Yuande with a smile. What he said was true.

Bai Su couldn't stop talking, thinking that this literati was really hard-working in flattering, knowing that Emperor Yuande had already ignored political affairs, yet he could still flatter the thick-skinned without changing his face.

Emperor Yuande was neither happy nor angry, and listened with a numb expression. He held the wine glass in his hand and never put it down again. After a while, his eyes became a little drunk.

The civil official's flattery finally came to an end, and seeing Emperor Yuande's lack of interest, he said in an ambiguous tone: "Recently, I have recently acquired a rare treasure, and I will present it to my emperor, in order to wish your Majesty a long life." After clapping his hands, four young servants in black came up carrying a large wooden box.

Emperor Yuande was finally willing to give alms to the civil servant with a sober look, "Treasure?" His tone seemed to be full of sarcasm.

The civil servant smiled proudly and confidently: "Yes."

Everyone's interest was aroused, and they whispered to each other, guessing what kind of treasure was inside, it was worth the trouble of the civil servant.

The four servants in black retreated quietly, and the dark red carved wooden box was suddenly opened from inside, a piece of pure white silk like snow was thrown into the air, followed by countless crimson and pale pink petals , There is a sweet aroma in the air, which is fascinating.

A breeze came, and the petals fluttered with the wind, but the white silk fell slowly. At this moment, a slender hand that was white and frosted came out and gently grabbed the white silk.

Someone slowly stood up from the wooden box, wearing a thin and soft white dress, with a white gauze covering his face, barely revealing a pair of Jianshui autumn pupils, at this time he was about to speak and looked at everyone timidly.

He raised his head, and the man walked out gracefully, with his arms outstretched, dancing against the wind, his figure was comfortable, graceful and calm, with bare feet on the carpet, step by step as if stepping on his heart.

Everyone involuntarily slowed down their breathing, looked at the dancer intently, and thought to themselves that this rare treasure was actually a beauty.

Bai Su twitched the corner of his mouth quietly, thinking it would be useless to look at it, this is Emperor Yuande's man.

As soon as the dance was over, the white-clothed girl Jiao Na fell to her knees infinitely, and said softly, "All blessings, Your Majesty."

Emperor Yuande drank the wine with his head up, and ordered: "Take off the veil and raise your head."

The girl in white took off her veil as she said, revealing a beautiful face like a shy flower in a closed moon. She is really a natural beauty, but she is not the Liu Qingyan she met a month ago.

Seeing this familiar face, Prince Showa's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly recalled the meaningful words of the young boy in white. Many elders, could it be...

Thinking of this, a dangerous and ruthless light flashed in Prince Zhaohe's eyes, and he lowered his head by drinking to hide his expression, but the smile on his lips became a little colder.

Looking around Liu Qingyan's body, Emperor Yuande raised the corners of his lips slightly, showing his first smile tonight, "That's right, Ai Qing has a heart."

Even though she had seen similar scenes too many times, Empress Xu still felt resentful, but she had to maintain a dignified and noble smile on her face, and said softly: "Since the emperor likes it, why don't you keep this child in the palace for a long time?" Stay for a few days, just treat it as talking with your concubine."

child?Prince Zhaohe smiled playfully. In front of his father, isn't Liu Qingyan just a child?

Liu Qingyan bowed respectfully, with a touch of shame, and retreated with the palace servants, but when she got up, she glanced at Prince Showa who was at the top, she was slightly taken aback, and left with a trace of doubt.

After Liu Qingyan left, Emperor Yuande was obviously absent-minded. After sitting for a while, he presumed that he was unwell.

"Oh, this is my good father..." Prince Zhaohe narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the back of Emperor Yuande leaving, and couldn't help but sarcastically, his drinking movements became more frequent in the following time , with a sense of evasion, even the smile on his face was full of depression.

Prince Zhaohe was too drunk to walk steadily, so Bai Su ordered someone to report to Empress Xu, and stayed at Yuqing Palace, where Prince Zhaohe used to live.

A few maids led the way with palace lanterns, and Bai Su supported Prince Showa and followed behind. When he arrived at Yuqing Palace, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. The time penetrated, and he couldn't help pointing not far away and asked curiously: "What is that place?"

The maid who led the way looked at each other, her face full of fear and embarrassment, "Go back to Your Royal Highness, I don't know."

Bai Su couldn't see that these people were lying, but seeing their terrified and trembling expressions, he couldn't bear to press them any longer.

The palace servants attended to Prince Zhaohe's washing and arrangement, after all, he was his nominal husband, and Bai Su couldn't leave, so he just watched from the sidelines, listening to Prince Zhaohe's babble, murmuring something constantly.

Holding the hem of her skirt, Bai Su approached, and seeing the person on the couch frowned, with a painful expression, he said intermittently: "...you want to kill me, you want to kill me, no... I won't let you get what you want... "

He lay there with his eyes closed like this. Under the light, the sharpness and coldness of the day faded away, and the thick camouflage was stripped off, revealing a rare softness. The butterfly-like eyelashes are light Trembling slightly, terrified and fragile, like a child being troubled by a nightmare.

Bai Su hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to knead his forehead, and the other party grabbed his wrist unexpectedly, and held it tightly in his arms, as if he had found a treasure.

Prince Zhaohe was quite strong, he struggled a few times, but the opponent's grip became tighter and tighter. Bai Su sat on the bed, his head was lightly nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and he fell asleep after a while.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Su suddenly woke up from the dream, his hands and feet felt a little cold, but fortunately Prince Showa had already let go of his hands, and went to sleep soundly, and finally got up to wash and change clothes.

In the middle of the night, Bai Su also lazily went to call the palace servants, and went to the bathing pool in the side hall with his clothes in his arms, to soak in the hot spring comfortably.

Washing off the rouge and powder, revealing her true colors, Bai Su got up with her clothes on, fell asleep, didn't want to go back to her room for the time being, so she walked aimlessly along the path among the flowers.

In the darkness of night, Yinguo Palace is even more mysterious, like a sleeping dragon.

After walking for a while, I vaguely saw an exquisite and simple courtyard not far away. Willows and pines and cypresses were planted in front of the gate. Looking over the low bamboo and wood fence, I could vaguely see bamboo houses, thatched cottages, water wells and stone platforms in the courtyard. Some short vegetables are planted, and there are poultry chirping from time to time in the ear, showing the atmosphere of the farmhouse everywhere, which is incompatible with the magnificent buildings around.

The bright white moonlight sprinkled softly, and the whole small courtyard was hazy and dreamy. Bai Su almost thought that he had strayed into the depths of Taoyuan and was driven by some unknown force. He gently pushed open the bamboo door and walked in. into an unknown world.