Green tea sick beauty after whitening

After Qu Changlu left, Qi Hui returned to the East Palace alone, sitting in the study and lost in thought.

In this study room, the furnishings have not changed over the years, and every bit of it has memories of the past. Sometimes he sits alone in front of the window, as if he has returned to the past.

There was a knock on the door outside, and it was Ge Sheng, the head of the Eastern Palace who begged to see him, and behind him he led two young eunuchs and brought in a stack of portraits.

Ge Sheng saluted Qi Hui and said respectfully: "Your Highness, this is the portrait sent by the empress Li. The empress said that the emperor will choose a concubine for you next month. Right now, all the brochures of ladies of the right age in the capital are here. Please take a look, Your Highness."

Because Qi Hui had spoken harshly before, Concubine Li did not dare to interfere too much in his political affairs recently, but in terms of choosing a concubine, she had always hoped that Qi Hui would find a lady with a helpful family background. There is room to develop.

The ones that were carefully selected this time, their appearance was second to none, they were all noble girls in identity.

Qi Hui's complexion was not very good-looking, Ge Sheng vaguely knew some of his worries, and he lowered his head after speaking, not daring to vent his anger.

After a while, Qi Hui said: "Let's put it aside for now, mother and concubine will answer alone, it's none of your business."

Ge Shengru was pardoned, and quickly said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your compassion."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qi Zhan's face again, and said cautiously: "Your Highness, Editor Song is seeking to see you outside."

Song Yan is currently an editor of the Imperial Academy, not a subject of the Eastern Palace.

But his father was the prince's secret guard when Qi Hui was young, and later he faked his death and went to Xiqiang as an undercover agent. Song Yan also served as the prince's student since childhood.

The combination of these two parts of affection made Qi Hui always treat him much more affectionately than others.

What's more, Song Yan... is Qu Chang's cousin.

Therefore, even though he was in a bad mood, Qi Hui agreed to see him.

Song Yan entered the door, but smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, you have always been depressed recently, which makes me very worried. I heard that there is a new restaurant in the capital, and I am here to invite Your Highness to go with me. I don't know you Can I show you some face?"

Qi Hui also felt that it was difficult to get rid of the melancholy, and wanted to get drunk, so he came out with Song Yan.

The food and wine in that restaurant were really good. Qi Hui drank a few cups of wine, listened to Song Yan casually telling some interesting things about the family, and said casually:

"This time Qu Langzhong handled the Huiyang refugees very well. The emperor mentioned it to us several times, and he was full of praise. Your father should be very happy?"

Song Yan's adoptive father, Song Mingfeng, is Qu Changling's second uncle. He has always loved him very much. Song Yan paused, then smiled and said, "Yes. My father even wrote a letter to his grandfather about this matter. Every day is full of spring breeze.”

Qi Hui was happy when he heard it, and smiled unconsciously.

Song Yan paused, and tentatively said: "However, I heard that one of Zhu Chengluan's crimes was colluding with Xiqiang to assassinate imperial envoys. Lantai was in danger last time because of this."

Qi Hui said indifferently: "Zhu Chengluan is so bold that he did such a thing. It's also a mess."

Song Yandao: "I'm just afraid that there is something wrong with this matter. After all, Zhu Chengluan didn't need to collude with Xiqiang, and it is said that those people just kidnapped Xue Gong and didn't intend to kill them—they kidnapped an imperial wash. Eunuch Ma, what's the use?"

Qi Hui put down the wine glass, looked at Song Yan and said, "What do you want to say?"

His reaction was stronger than Song Yan expected. Song Yan was vigilant, but his tone became more gentle, and said:

"Your Highness, I'm just expressing the doubts in my heart, and I don't know what the inside story is about those Xiqiang people kidnapping Xue Gong. You also know that this matter involves Lantai, and I can't go home and say it. Your Highness has been gossiping for a while, I hope I am worrying too much."

If it were in the previous life, Qi Hui would definitely suspect that it was Qu Changcheng who really colluded with the Xiqiang people after Song Yan's few words.

After all, in his mind, Qu Changshou is indeed a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

But in his current state of mind, hearing these words again gave him a pain in his heart.

"Song Yan." Qi Hui was too lazy to go around and said directly, "You also know that the inside story of this matter was investigated by Qu Langzhong, you should trust your cousin, if you have doubts, ask directly, not behind the scenes suspicion."

Song Yan's hand clenched the wine glass unconsciously, and he felt a little resentment in his heart.

He is only the son of Song Taishi's niece. His biological father, Li Qiuhe, went to Xiqiang to become an undercover agent after he faked his death, so he was sent to the Song family to be raised.

It's been a bad feeling to be dependent on others since he was a child. Although the whole Song family treated him well, as soon as Qu Changying, who also has a foreign surname, appeared, he had to give way to everything first.

The Song family is like this, the Qu family is like this, he has been operating in front of the prince for many years, and he is still like this now!

Qi Hui's suspiciousness and indifference seemed to have ceased to exist until Qu Chang became negative.

Is there any credit for being sick?

Song Yan was dissatisfied in his heart, but he was used to keeping a low profile after all, so he just lowered his head and said, "What Your Highness said is that I think too much."

Seeing him like this, Qi Hui felt a little soft-hearted.

In the previous life, Song Yan also followed him all the time. Later, Qu Changshou killed his biological father, Li Qiuhe. Qi Hui was afraid that Song Yan would resent him because of this, which would be bad for Qu Changshou, so he insisted on suppressing this matter. I am also very sorry for him.

Therefore, although Song Yan's words made him unhappy, Qi Hui did not criticize him harshly, but said: "If this is the case, don't say it again next time. I don't like people who provoke right and wrong, understand?"

Song Yan stood up, saluted, and said respectfully: "Yes, I must keep it in mind."

Song Yan's attempt to instigate failed, and he inevitably became more cautious when talking to Qi Hui.

The mistakes he made were firstly that he didn't know how complex and profound Qi Hui's feelings for Qu Chang negative were, and secondly that his vision was too superficial and he underestimated Qi Hui.

As the crown prince, Qi Hui was certainly not like Song Yan, who only focused on some intriguing personal grievances. Regarding Zhu Chengluan's matter, he had already sensitively felt a certain political influence from it.

At present, Zhu Chengluan is escorted back to Beijing. The ostensible charge is colluding with Xiqiang and kidnapping imperial envoys, but the details are kept secret by those who handled the matter, and the motives of many actions of both the investigators and the investigators are also ambiguous.

How could such a situation be out of the control of Qu Changnegative alone?This kind of suspicion is too superficial and ridiculous.

Currently, Zhu Chengluan has been imprisoned, and the results of the investigation will be reported directly to the emperor. All forces are secretly paying attention to this matter, and they all want to know how the emperor will handle it.

At the same time, Xiqiang failed to kidnap Qu Changlu as a hostage. Instead, their army that invaded the border of Ying State retreated steadily under the relentless attack of Song Taishi and others, and completely withdrew from Ying State.

Song Taishi was stationed at the border to rectify the army, but did not pursue for the time being, but Xiqiang also refused to apologize and compensate, so the two sides temporarily stalemate.

Under such circumstances, Nanrong, an ally of Xiqiang, could not sit still, and sent Bojun Wang Heliansuda of Nanrong, and King Helianying of Huhan to send credentials, hoping to reach a settlement with Ying.

Both the Western Qiang and the Southern Rong belonged to the country developed by remote tribes, and they have always been underestimated by the Central Plains. Moreover, the strength of the Southern Rong is even worse than that of the Western Qiang. They have lost to Jing Qianjiang several times before.

In the past, Emperor Longyu probably would have ignored this summation.

But in the past year, the country of Ying has been fighting on all sides, and floods have occurred in the country. At this time, the treasury is empty, so he is naturally willing to reduce the conflict as much as possible, so he agreed immediately.

A few days later, it was the season of snow in early winter, when the Nan Rong Mission came to the capital, it aroused a lot of discussion among the common people.

Qu Changcheng was too busy during this period, at first everything was complicated, and he still relied on his breath to hold on, but when he was free, he couldn't bear it anymore, and had to take leave to recuperate in the mansion.

Since he was reborn, he hadn't been in bed for so many days, and after resting like this, it was a bit like going back to those days in the past.

Fortunately, he is only a doctor of the Ministry of Punishment at present, and the censor of Qiandu is just a false title. As long as there is no special task assigned by the emperor, all kinds of important official documents do not have to go through his hands. quick.

This morning, Qu Chang's fever finally subsided, but his muscles and bones were sore all over his body, and he couldn't move.

He asked people to set up a rocking chair, got off the bed, and sat on it to read a book, but after drinking a bowl of medicine, he became sleepy, and fell asleep for a while involuntarily.

He had a dream.

The weather in the dream and outside the dream is generally cold. In the middle of March and September, there is heavy snowfall. Qu Changlu shakes off the snowflakes on his body and walks into Qi Hui's study.

Qi Hui at that time was not much different from now, young, serious, and dignified. When you look at him, you feel that he should be born to be a prince.

Qi Hui saw Qu Chang negative and poured two cups of tea: "It's cold outside, let's drive away the cold."

He said indifferently: "Your Highness knows that I don't like to beat around the bush, so if you have anything to say, just say it."

Qi Hui paused his fingers, put down the teacup, and looked at him: "You and Gu are honest, did you kill Li Qiuhe?"

Qu Chang negative still said coldly: "Dali Temple, Criminal Department, and Duchangwei, these three groups have come to me to check several times, and I have said all I need to say. Your Highness already has a judgment in mind, so there is no need to ask. It sounds troublesome."

Qi Hui was silent for a while, his voice a little hoarse: "You know, for Gu, Li Qiuhe's serving as a servant is very friendly."

Qu Chang said: "It's none of my business."

Qi Huichang took a breath, closed his eyes and said: "I always feel that I know you enough, but you can always be more unkind than I imagined. You don't value your own life, and you don't value others. Le Youxia, if you are so unscrupulous, is fame and fortune really so important?"

Qu Zhangcheng said coldly: "What Your Highness said is true. So, should you kill me as soon as possible to avoid future troubles?"

Qi Hui suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his sharp eyes made people feel cold.

There was a wind outside, and with the residual snow hanging down from the branches last night, the window lattices cracked and crackled, pushing Qu Changlong out of the dream.

Qu Changlu opened his eyes, and suddenly saw an extra person in the room. He gathered himself together and found that it was Jing Qianjiang.

Sure enough, he is a cousin, so at first glance, his eyes are quite similar to Qi Hui's.

Jing Qianjiang came to see Qu Chang negative on purpose, and had already stood in front of the recliner and stared at him for a while.

He wanted to put Qu Changlu on the bed to rest, but he was afraid of waking him up.

At this moment, being watched by Qu Zhang, he was startled, then smiled and said, "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Qu Chang said negatively: "It's a momentary mistake. I remember that there is no one like you in my family."

Jing Qianjiang leaned down slightly, lifted up the blanket that Qu Chang was covering, and said with a smile:

"It's sad to say that. I still remember when I first met you, there were only two of us at home every day, and no one else knew who we were."

Perhaps it was because of a dream just now, and the reminiscence of the past has not dissipated. Jing Qianjiang's words suddenly pulled the two of them into the time when they depended on each other several years ago.

The detached grass in the courtyard, the mountain stream in the bamboo forest and the chirping of insects and birds, the sky filled with stars falling into the pool, the candlelight and moths under the window, and the boy in boots and short shirt stepped in.

The two years full of resentment and loss turned out to be the most innocent and worry-free time in my life.

The changes in the world are swift, and in a blink of an eye, both of them are grown up, drifting up and down in Vanity Fair, never going back to the beginning.

Qu Chang negative leaned on the back of the chair, half looked up at Jing Qianjiang and smiled: "Well... probably because you were cuter when you were young than you are now."

His eyelashes are long, and his eyes are clear. When he looks at people like this, his eyes seem to be full of affection and romance, dangerous and alluring.

Just like the previous kiss, even though he knew he would bruise between his lips and teeth, he still wanted to indulge in it.

Jing Qianjiang turned his eyes away, not daring to look any further, and said, "Hey, what's the use of not being cute, you didn't give me a good face back then."

While the two were chatting casually, they suddenly heard a few "bang bang" sounds from the alley outside Xiang's mansion, and then a burst of fireworks rushed into the sky mixed with exclamation, and suddenly bloomed.

Jing Qianjiang said with a smile: "I almost forgot, today is the opening of the lantern market, and there must be another lively scene outside."

According to the regulations of the Kingdom of Ying, every year from the first day of the twelfth lunar month until the Shangyuan Festival, night markets will be set up around several streets, allowing free trading of various commodities.

Throughout the year, both merchants and common people are looking forward to it. On the first day of the opening of the market, many merchants will unite to celebrate together.

Qu Changlu has been interested in understanding the current livelihood of the people these days. What Jing Qianjiang said reminded him, and he said: "If you have nothing to do, go back. I'm going to the lantern market to have a look."

Jing Qianjiang said: "Sick?"

Qu Chang negative said: "The fever has subsided."

Jing Qianjiang tried the temperature of his forehead, then couldn't hold back, leaned over, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said, "Put on more, I'll go with you."

Qu Chang negative sighed.

From today onwards, several bazaars that would impose curfews on weekdays began to stay up all night without sleep.

After Qu Chang took the medicine to change his clothes and went out, it happened that the night was coming, and when the lights were on, the people who had finished their work during the day were bustling in the street, hawking along the street, intertwining with the atmosphere of fireworks and mortals.

Qu Changlu and Jing Qianjiang's respective attendants were hidden in the crowd and followed from a distance, and the two of them wandered around the market casually, asking about the prices of items from time to time.

Jing Qianjiang always thought that going out on the street was something only young girls would do, and if anyone invited him to travel with him, he would probably be ridiculed to death, but now that he took the initiative to come with Qu Changxiang, he actually felt very excited.

Naturally, the gadgets in the market were not as gorgeous and exquisite as the ones he had seen in ordinary times, but Kit Kat was even better.

Jing Qianjiang casually picked up a cup to play with, and said to Qu Zhang: "Sure enough, the master is among the people. Look at this cup. It is carved out of rhino horn into the shape of a dead tree root. Even the veins and veins on it are clearly visible. , it can be said to be ingenious.”

Qu Chang negative watched Jing Qianjiang turn the cup between his fingers, and after a while deliberately said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jing Qianjiang wondered, "What are you afraid of?"

Qu Zhang smiled: "This cup was used by a ghost."

Jing Qianjiang was slightly startled, then smiled noncommittally: "I would like to hear more about it."

Qu Chang said: "Once upon a time, there was a scholar who liked a child mole. The two loved each other as if they were husband and wife. Unfortunately, the child molester died young. After death, he still tightly held the scholar's wrist and refused to let go until he was caught by someone. Break off hard."

"When the scholar saw his lover die, he was naturally very sad. He could see the soul of the other party in the daylight and in dreams every day, so that he was in a trance. So he was sent to the temple for treatment."

"The old monk in the temple heard about his symptoms, so he gave him a cup for repelling evil."

Jing Qianjiang looked down at the cup in his hand. He had praised the exquisite workmanship just now, but now he couldn't help feeling that the texture of the ravines on it was indescribably weird.

"Quit evil?"

Qu Chang said: "Excessive love and thoughts are evil spirits."

Jing Qianjiang said: "And then?"

"Then..." Qu Changlu said, "The scholar followed the monk's instructions, went home and filled the cup with water, meditating on the water every day. He found that he saw the child molester recovering from illness and living Not only did he gradually become proud of favors, but he even got into trouble with him, and even had frequent disputes with him because of money matters, and the scholar developed a heart of resentment."

"He also saw how the child prostitute grew old with him. As time went by, his beauty was gone, and he was even hunched, with chicken skin and gray hair, which made him feel disgusted and abandoned."

"Then there is also the appearance of the scholar before he died of child molestation. He saw that the other party had a new love, groaning softly under others, showing his ugliness, and he became even more angry."

"Through the ups and downs of all thoughts, they arise and disappear in the heart, the love and desire are no longer, and the demons are completely eliminated. After marrying a wife and having children, the scholar came to thank the old monk, but found that there was only one dead bone left in the temple."

After Qu Changcheng finished speaking, he sighed with a smile, his expression seemed a bit narrow and mocking.

Jing Qianjiang seemed to be touched, clapped his hands and smiled: "So, this is really a treasure."

He raised his glass and looked at it, and praised freely: "In this glass, you can see that your lover and yourself are arguing over the trivial life, full of fireworks; , you can also rest assured, because you know that you are gone, and your lover will find another good match, and you will not be lonely either."

Qu Changcheng was stunned for a rare moment.

Jing Qianjiang said: "If you really like someone, you will only have a heart of nostalgia, caring, and tenderness. Where does the demonic barrier come from that needs to be removed? I don't think the name 'jiexie' is appropriate. I give Give it a name, just call it 'Love Cup'."

He took a piece of silver from his pocket, without looking at it, and threw it to the peddler who was trying to recommend goods to other customers, saying: "Catch it! I bought this cup."

"His Royal Highness King Jing."

Qu Changlu paused for a while before saying, "It's amazing to be rich."

Jing Qianjiang smiled at him and put the cup away.

no.He thought to himself, in fact, it is great to be able to speak well.

I was almost scared to death, huh——