The prince is no longer a man

In the end, Pei Rong went to the East Palace with the brocade box in his arms. The people at the door seemed to be waiting for him early. Seeing that Pei Rong had arrived, he hurriedly led them in.

Pei Rong was still thinking in his heart that there would be no mistakes in saluting according to the rules, and then came to his senses, he was already standing in the main hall, Duan Jingxun was right in front of him, looking at him quietly with eyes like cold stars.

The last time when I met Duan Jingxun in Fahua Temple, although it was sudden, the two of them were surrounded by people at that time, and Pei Rong didn't dare to look over.

This time he was alone with Duan Jingxun, Pei Rong suddenly bumped into Duan Jingxun's quiet eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in a panic to salute.

Unexpectedly, his feet suddenly became weak, Pei Rong staggered, the brocade box in his hand fell, and the clothes inside the box were also scattered on the ground, Pei Rong leaned forward uncontrollably.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Duan Jingxun firmly held Pei Rong's arm and supported him.

"Your Majesty does not need to perform such a great gift."

Embarrassed and humiliated, Pei Rong hastily broke free and took two steps back, unconsciously touching his sleeves with his fingers, lowered his head without saying a word, the agarwood fragrance on Duan Jingxun's body seemed to float on the tip of his nose.

Facing a person who would kill him in the future, but also someone he liked, gave Pei Rong an urge to run away.

His current appearance is too weak, but just looking at Duan Jingxun makes him mess up, he is really disappointing!

Duan Jingxun was a little surprised by Pei Rong's reaction, brushed off his sleeves, and called out again: "Serve the wine."

Pei Rong looked up, saw that Duan Jingxun had already sat down, and motioned for Pei Rong to sit down as well.

Pei Rong quickly refused: "I don't know how to drink..."

Drinks and snacks have already been served, Duan Jingxun filled the glass, and said slowly: "Didn't you go to drink with Sheng Yuan that night, why don't you know how to drink?"

Pei Rong could only bite the bullet and sit down, Duan Jingxun pushed the wine glass over: "Taste."

Pei Rong was still making the last struggle: "Prince, I really don't know how to drink..."

He would get drunk as soon as he drank, and he would forget everything when he was drunk. If he got drunk in front of the prince, who knows what would happen!

Duan Jingxun looked at him leisurely, as if Pei Rong didn't drink, and he kept consuming like this.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, Pei Rong had no choice but to grit his teeth and picked up the wine glass with the determination of a strong man breaking his wrist, looking at the bright reddish wine in the glass, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp!

The taste of the mouth is not the spicy stimulation of the wine, but the sweetness and deliciousness of the melon and fruit. After finishing drinking, Pei Rong looked at the wine glass in his hand miraculously: "This is it?"

"Is it good?" Duan Jingxun asked without answering.

"It's delicious..." Pei Rong licked his lips, as if he was still savoring it.

Duan Jingxun looked away, stroked the wine glass in his hand, and said: "This is a trick passed in by foreign envoys recently. The juice from melons and fruits is taken out to make honey water."

"Then why did you lie to me about wine?" Pei Rong put down his glass, feeling that he was really stupid just now.

"I never said it was wine." Duan Jingxun did not admit his behavior at all, his expression was so calm that people had to believe it.

A brief question also appeared in Pei Rong's mind, as if Duan Jingxun did not say that it was wine?

Duan Jingxun filled Pei Rong's cup again, and said lightly, "Since you know you don't know how to drink, don't drink it in the future."

Pei Rong was startled, and became more and more sure that he must have done something to the prince when he was drunk that night, causing the prince to tell the truth about it!

Before Pei Rong could finish his thoughts, Duan Jingxun said two words coldly: "Shame."

Pei Rong:?

Who did he lose?

With such slander in his heart, Pei Rong still obediently responded: "What the crown prince said is that I will not be like that again in the future."

"It's good to know, I still have something to do, so I won't keep you."

Pei Rong: "Can I go?"

Duan Jingxun looked up at him: "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"No, no, no!" Pei Rong waved his hands repeatedly, even forgot to say goodbye, got up and left.

Looking at Pei Rong's hurried back, Duan Jingxun frowned.

Pei Rong felt a lot more relieved, and his steps became brisk, and he walked around the city, thinking that today is the day to listen to Xuege's opera, he raised his chin to Sixi with a thought: "Let's go, listen to the music!"

Tingxue Pavilion is not an ordinary theater, but a favorite place for Chinese people in Beijing. Generally, most of the people who go here are the children of officials. They can not only listen to music, write poems and paintings, cook wine and tea, it is the favorite place of literati Sheng Yuan once said with a smile that it was just arty.

As soon as Pei Rong entered, someone recognized him, and at the same time, there were many whispers.

"See Rong Shizi."

"What did Rong Shizi come here today?"

"Listen to the music."

After Pei Rong finished speaking, the maid in the pavilion led Pei Rong inside.

It's just that as soon as Pei Rong left, those whispers became louder.

"Could this be the eldest son of Prince Shun's Mansion?"

"Yes, the one who threatened to be the princess."

"He was able to come to this place, it's really not an ordinary person like us."

"After all, it's Rong Shizi, so we can't compare him."

"Hahahaha-"

These people are talking with needles in their mouths, but they are actually laughing at Pei Rong. King Shun is a king with a different surname who was proclaimed by the first emperor. The last prince shouted respectfully, but secretly laughed.

Pei Rong had already gone far away, and had no idea what happened in the hall.

At this time, another young master walked in, and he was dressed in white clothes, tall and tall, with an elegant temperament, holding a book in his right hand, which seemed to have the fragrance of ink.

When everyone saw him, the smiles on their faces disappeared, and they changed to a respectful expression: "Young Master Ning, why are you here today?"

Mr. Ning's eyebrows were extremely gentle, but at this moment he looked at everyone lightly, with a hint of coldness.

"Prince Shun is the founding general of our dynasty. His status is prominent and he is a minister with meritorious service. But you are talking about the son behind your back like this. It is not a gentleman's action."

It turned out that Mr. Ning followed Pei Rong when he left, and happened to overhear these people making a joke of Pei Rong.

When the crowd was heard by Mr. Ning, no one dared to refute. Hearing that Xuege's servant girl came at the right time, the short silence was interrupted: "I wonder what Mr. Ning wants to do here today?"

Mr. Ning: "Listen to the play."

The place to listen to the music is in the small attic by the lake. The opera singer is on the stage, while the area off the stage is separated by a screen. Pei Rong has finished drinking a cup of tea, but there is still no opera singing, and asked: " Why didn't it start today?"

The maidservant at the side replied: "I just got the news that Mr. Ning has also come to listen to Xuege to listen to the play. Please wait a little bit, Mr. Rong."

Pei Rong thought for a while and asked, "Ning Shiqing?"

"Exactly."

Speaking of which, Ning Shiqing is also a well-known person in Beijing. He is the eldest son of the current prime minister. In white clothes, many women in Beijing have a crush on him, and he has even won the title of elegant guest in white clothes.

Pei Rong and Ning Shiqing have only met each other a few times, and they haven't even spoken to each other. Now they have to wait for him to come to sing. A little impatient.

When he was about to speak, he saw a figure approaching from the screen, presumably it was Ning Shiqing, Pei Rong couldn't say anything more, and after a while, the stage began to sing with gongs and drums.

At the beginning, Pei Rong listened quite seriously, but the more he listened, his brows frowned.

Listening to Xuege's stage, the singing is usually about the pride of the family, the country and the world, but today it is singing the love between men and women, especially the content of this opera is that women die for love. In order not to drag men down, they drank a glass of poison Alcohol committed suicide, Pei Rong rubbed his forehead, he felt a little headache.

The purpose of listening to the opera from the prince was to relax, but today's song, it's hard not to let Pei Rong think of that dream.

Pei Rong raised his hand, signaling the stage to stop, the actors on the stage looked left and right, not knowing what to do.

Others made a gesture to continue singing, and seeing Pei Rong's serious expression, they hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Rong?"

Pei Rong: "Fantasy is certainly good, but if I want to hear these, why should I come to Xuege?"

"It's normal for men and women to love each other. Many literati have written poems to praise them. This play has become very popular recently. What's more, you are not the only one watching this play. Rong Shizi, why do you make things difficult for me?"

"I don't think so," Pei Rong said: "In this play, the man clearly made a promise to the woman first, but then abandoned her after high school. This woman chased her to the capital without knowing it, only to find that the one she loves is already there. The funniest part is—"

Pei Rong paused, and said: "After the man's wife found out, this man cried bitterly in front of that woman in order to preserve his reputation. It is extremely stupid for a woman to take poison and kill herself in order not to drag her beloved one down. , this kind of play, is it that I tout it to the literati?"

"This..." Before the others had time to explain, they heard another gentle male voice from the other side of the screen.

"Rong Shizi's words are reasonable. If a person can abandon his filthy wife for the sake of fame, how credible is such a person?"

Ning Shiqing slowly walked out from behind the screen, and nodded slightly to Pei Rong: "Your Highness."

The face of the person in charge changed slightly, and he waved his hand towards the stage: "Didn't you hear what Rong Shizi said, withdraw!"

Previously, Pei Rong was dissatisfied because of Ning Shiqing's late arrival, but now he was quite surprised to hear Ning Shiqing's words.

But he didn't intend to say anything to Ning Shiqing, he nodded coldly as a response, and planned to leave.

As for the reason, of course it was because of Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan hates literature and loves martial arts, and even Ning Shiqing doesn't like it. As Sheng Yuan's friend, Pei Rong will naturally stand by Sheng Yuan's side and have less contact with Ning Shiqing.

Pei Rong had just stepped out with one foot, only to hear a commotion from the outer hall, and Sheng Yuan walked in with big strides.

Sheng Yuan saw Pei Rong's face showing joy, and when he saw Ning Shiqing, who was dressed in white like jade, his face sank.

"Why are you here?"

Ning Shiqing asked back, "Why can't I be here?"

Sheng Yuan snorted coldly, and seeing the people on the stage stepping off the stage with their musical instruments in their hands, he turned to look at Pei Rong, with a hint of questioning: "Are you going to listen to the opera with him?"

"I just met him by chance today, not..."

Pei Rong quickly explained, but Ning Shiqing took the conversation before he finished speaking.

"I listen to the opera with Rong Shizi, why not?"

In the end Pei Rong still left with Sheng Yuan. Seeing that Ning Shiqing had a playful smile on his face, the attendants couldn't help asking: "Master, why did you speak so vaguely on purpose?"

Ning Shiqing thought of Pei Rong's expression of anxious explanation just now, obviously you are the eldest son, but in front of Sheng Yuan, he is obedient and soft.

He closed the book in his hand, smiled lightly and said, "It's just interesting."