Chang'an Youth Tour

The prince didn't return to the East Palace until late at night.

Yan Junyu waited in the Sihong Hall until he fell asleep, and was awakened by the noise, opened his eyes, saw the prince standing by Yun Lan helping him change his clothes, saw him awake, and smiled at him.

The prince seemed to be a little drunk, and even his eyes were softer than usual, more cloudy.Yan Junyu was also a little sleepy, the two of them looked at each other quietly through the clouds, this scene was a bit tacit.

When Yan Junyu was a child, he slipped into his father's study to play, but accidentally fell asleep among the piles of books. When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and the sun shone through the window on the ground, warm and lazy. Just like this moment.

After Yun Lan went down, the maid served tea, the prince sat down by the couch, and asked with a smile, "Why isn't Xiao Yan still asleep? Are you waiting for me?"

Yan Junyu nodded.

"Afraid that I will be drunk like Rong Hao?"

"Rong Hao is pretending to be drunk." Yan Junyu couldn't help complaining.

The prince laughed out loud.

"I know, wait until tomorrow to clean him up."

Yan Junyu took this joke seriously, thinking that he was really going to clean up Rong Hao tomorrow, and explained for Rong Hao: "But he may be really drunk, talking a lot more than before."

"Oh, what did he tell Xiaoyan?"

The prince brought tea to drink. He was brought up as a prince since he was a child, and his etiquette was impeccable.Every move is elegant and good-looking, even the eyes that look at people through the lid of the teacup are magnanimous, with a smile, but Yan Junyu is very promising to resist: "I can't say."

The prince was amused by him.

"That must not be a good word." He was probably really a little drunk, so he was not as stable as usual, but he was still far from frivolity. It was like a statue of a god suddenly had a human breath, and he began to tease Yan Junyu: "Then I Tomorrow we will have to interrogate Rong Hao."

Yan Junyu is actually smart, ordinary people can't fool him, and even Rong Hao can dodge him.Only in front of the prince, I was a little dazed.What's more, the prince deliberately teased him today, so he fell into the trap easily.

"He said good things, all for my own good..."

"What good words?" The prince approached with a smile, "I'll listen too."

He had already taken the crown, his hair was as black as ink, the silver lamp of the East Palace shone on the bridge of his nose, and the smile on his lips made one's heart tremble, so he put his ears closer, Yan Junyu couldn't help but stutter.

"He, he said that I don't need to know His Highness the Crown Prince." After all, he was bold, so he said it outright: "I just need to know Xiao Lu."

The prince raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, Rong Hao called me Xiao Huo?"

"No." Yan Junyu quickly explained: "He called by your name."

The prince laughed.

"He doesn't dare to measure."

"Will Ao Ji dare?" Yan Junyu couldn't help asking.

The prince smiled and shook his head.

He is drunk today, and his emotions are more obvious than before.That's why when he smiled, his eyes were bent, and his eyes were extremely focused. Unlike usual, even if he was watching, he knew that he still had a lot of things on his mind, so he could calmly withdraw and walk away at any time.

Probably because his eyes were too convincing, something seemed to break through the ground in Yan Junyu's heart and grow crazily.

"Is it only me who can call you Xiao Lu?" He heard his own voice ask.

"Yes," the crown prince replied, looking him in the eyes, "Only Xiao Yan can call me Xiao Lu."

The thing that grew suddenly swelled wildly, and became as huge as a cloud in an instant, filling the entire chest, as if the whole person was about to fly lightly.

The person in front of him was so good-looking, young and handsome, noble as a god, but when he looked at him, his eyebrows and eyes were so focused and gentle.Yan Junyu suddenly had a disrespectful thought, and before he could react, he stretched out his hand.

Yan Junyu reached out and touched the prince's face. The touch of her fingertips was warm and real. Yan Junyu first touched his browbones, then his eyes, and the bridge of his nose. He has a very beautiful jaw. Yan Junyu's fingertips went to As he swiped down, he frowned.Yan Junyu thought he was angry, and just about to withdraw his hand, the prince suddenly turned his head.

He leaned his face in Yan Junyu's hand like this.

Even with all the words in the world, it is impossible to describe the shock in Yan Junyu's heart at that moment.

The person he held in his hand was the most noble and outstanding person he had ever seen. Everyone said that the prince was the son of a dragon, but this person was indeed like a dragon, an unreachable god on the clouds.But at this moment, this person rested his head quietly on his hand, which made Yan Junyu almost have the illusion that he owned him.

His expression seemed a little tired, but his posture was full of trust.The feeling in his hands was heavy, and Yan Junyu realized for the first time that he was not just a prince, but a heir apparent, the future emperor, he was still Xiao Lu, a man of flesh and weight just like himself.He would get drunk when he drank, his eyes would bend to the bottom when he laughed, and when he was tired, he wanted to lean on something just like himself.

There are probably many people in this world who are willing to pay any price to exchange their feelings at this moment with Yan Junyu.

Junyu can only be sure of one thing.

That is, no matter what they take out, they will never change it.