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When Xie Zhao arrived at Xueya Street, he knocked on the door of the house next door as usual.

At first, I thought it was Qi Lan who came to open the door, but when the door opened, I saw Fu Ling who was dressed in black.

The man pursed his lips, looked down at Xie Zhao, and asked, "Where did Master Xie go to play today?"

What do you mean where did you go to play?

Obviously, Fu Ling's expression looked normal and his tone was flat, but Xie Zhao felt a little guilty for no reason.He shrank his neck: "I went to drink tea with my colleagues."

He took out two packs of sugar-fried chestnuts and stuffed them into Fu Ling's hands, grinning: "You see, I miss you every day, and I'll bring you delicious food when I come back."

Although he had no preference for such things as sugar-fried chestnuts, the warm sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand still made Fu Ling smile a little.He stretched his eyebrows and looked at Xie Zhao: "Which colleague?"

After a pause, he asked inexplicably, "Which confidant is Mr. Xie?"

Xie Zhao immediately denied nervously: "I don't have that many confidants."

He laughed dryly, not wanting Fu Ling to continue talking about this issue, so he simply changed the subject: "The tea in the teahouse I went to today is very delicious!"

He smiled and leaned forward, getting closer to Fu Ling, and asked him: "Tomorrow is a holiday, can I take His Highness down for tea?"

Fu Ling pretended to ask, seeing that Xie Zhao was waiting a little anxiously, and then nodded with a smile: "Master Xie treats me, I will go."

Xie Zhao sighed, and said happily, "I'm sure I'll treat you! Your Highness, I'll cover all the expenses for the day tomorrow!"

After getting the answer he wanted, his mood became brighter, and he told Fu Ling: "Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar are more delicious when they are hot, please eat earlier, Your Highness - I bought one for you, and the rest is for Qi Lan." , don’t forget to tell him to eat while it’s hot.”

After finishing speaking, he took a step back, hesitated for a while, and choked out another sentence: "Are you...will you still play the piano tonight?"

This man is really...

Fu Ling laughed dumbfounded, and teased Xie Zhao: "I wasn't interested at first."

Seeing Xie Zhao's disappointed look, he added: "However, I am not a person who does not reciprocate my gratitude. After accepting Mr. Xie's sugar-fried chestnuts, I should give something back anyway."

Xie Zhao was really elated.

He barely suppressed the smile on his lips, pretending to be polite and said: "We have nothing to do, don't say anything in return." He clenched his fist and coughed, and said politely: "It's right to treat you well, you just need to remember it occasionally. Seeing Xie Zhao, Xie Zhao is satisfied."

Fu Ling smiled sullenly: "Master Xie's friendship for me really touched me."

Xie Zhao was embarrassed by what he said.

Thinking that the third prince really regarded himself as a confidant, but he took the initiative to befriend the third prince but was greedy for his good piano sound, and even felt a little guilty in his heart.

He thought: The third prince has not had many friends in the capital these years, so life must be very difficult, and he should treat him better.

After saying goodbye to Xie Zhao, Fu Ling closed the door, and turned around to see Qi Lan standing aside, looking at him helplessly.

Qi Lan sighed: "You have really been drugged by Mr. Xie, and now you have to do things like opening the door yourself."

Mr. Xie was about half an hour later than usual today. His Highness didn't wait for someone, so he was in a bad mood, and he was cold and lazy.

Mr. Xie finally appeared, His Highness wanted to open the door by himself again, and was coaxed by others' roasted chestnuts, his mood changed from cloudy to sunny again.

Qi Lan stared bitterly at the sugar-fried chestnuts in Fu Ling's hand, unable to understand: You don't like these sweet things, why didn't you tell Mr. Xie?Is it possible that Mr. Xie has to accept everything that Mr. Xie gives?

Fu Ling glanced at him and said calmly, "Noisy."

Regardless of his mood, Fu Ling handed one of the packs of fried chestnuts to Qi Lan: "When Mr. Xie bought it for me, I also bought one for you by the way."

He emphasized the two words incidentally, and said to Qi Lan: "Master Xie is good to you, you can't eat other people's food, and you still have to speak ill of him—Qi Lan, this is not good."

Qi Lan, you are not good.

Qi Lan took the sugar-fried chestnuts depressedly, and didn't have the strength to argue for himself.

He has already realized that in front of His Highness today, he has to praise Mr. Xie again and again in order for His Highness to be satisfied.

Fu Ling didn't know Qi Lan's mental journey.

He stood on the spot holding his bag of fried chestnuts with sugar, his brows were furrowed, his expression was deep as if he was thinking about some serious question, just as Qi Lan was about to ask him why he didn't go back to the house, he saw him Stretch out your hand: "...give me the candied chestnuts."

Qi Lan was puzzled, but obediently handed back the candied chestnuts he just got to Fu Ling.

His puzzlement turned completely speechless after seeing Fu Ling's subsequent actions.

I saw Fu Ling holding a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar in each of his left and right hands, weighing them up and down, then stretched his brows, and handed one of the bags to Qi Lan.

He walked into the house, leaving only one sentence for Qi Lan: "... I'll give you the light ones, and give me the heavy ones."

Are you weighing which portion of sugar-fried chestnuts is heavier, and then you keep the heavy portion for yourself?

Qi Lan took a deep breath, looked at the sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand, and complained in a low voice: "Since you don't want to part with it, you might as well take it all yourself, why bother to make any distinctions."

He took out a chestnut fried in sugar, broke the shell and put it in his mouth, muttering while chewing: "Lan Yan is a disaster! Blue face is a disaster!"

Xie Zhao came to Fu Ling the next morning.

Fu Ling didn't see Bingwen following him, and asked Xie Zhao, "Isn't Bingwen going?"

"Bingwen won't go."

Xie Zhao explained: "The sun is good today, and Bingwen said he would stay and help me dry the books. Anyway, the teahouse is not far from here, just two blocks away."

Fu Ling nodded knowingly, turned to Qi Lang and said, "Qi Lang, you don't have to go with me today."

He looked up at the bright sun, "Today is a rare fine weather, you can help me take out the book to dry."

Although the weather is good, it is not uncommon, right?

Qi Lan still wanted to struggle: "Will it be unsafe if you and Mr. Xie go out alone?"

"At the foot of the Son of Heaven, there are many Jinwu Guards patrolling around here. Why is it not safe?"

Xie Zhao felt that Qi Lan was worrying unnecessarily, but considering that he and Fu Ling had been together in the capital for many years, he still comforted him considerately: "Qi Lan, don't worry, I will definitely bring your Highness back safe and sound."

He patted Qi Lan on the shoulder: "Anyone who wants to harm His Highness must first step on my body, Xie Zhao!"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Zhao felt a pain in the corner of his forehead.

——It was Fu Ling who tapped his forehead lightly.

Xie Zhao raised his head aggrieved, and met Shang Fu Ling's disapproving gaze: "Your Highness, what are you doing against me?"

"Don't say such things."

After Fu Ling finished speaking, he turned to look at Qi Lan: "Master Xie is right, there are many Jinwu guards around here, you don't have to worry, we will be back before dinner."

After Fu Ling said this, Qi Lan reluctantly agreed to stay at home.

Without two attendants, Xie Zhao took Fu Ling to the teahouse.

Both of them are people with outstanding looks, Xie Zhao is handsome and handsome, Fu Ling is cold and distant, walking side by side, people passing by will inevitably look at them a few times.

Yuan Niang was settling accounts on the first floor of the teahouse that day, and suddenly everyone stopped talking, and the teahouse was suddenly silent.She raised her head and saw Xie Zhao leading a handsome man in black into the teahouse.

The two of them didn't know what they said, and they both had three-point smiles on their faces. Their appearances were rare and superior in the world, and their temperament was even more rare, making them unforgettable.As soon as they stepped into the teahouse, the teahouse was instantly illuminated, and the tea guests couldn't help but stop talking and look at each other.

Xiaofeng ran up to Xie Zhao excitedly: "Master Xie, you are here!"

Xie Zhao patted Xiaofeng's head and said with a smile, "Well, come to see us Xiaofeng."

He joked: "I brought a friend here today, I don't know if Xiaofeng still remembers what he said last time?"

"Of course it counts! I'll use all my pocket money to buy snacks for Mr. Xie!"

Xiaofeng was afraid that Xie Zhao would think that he was a bad boy who broke his promise, so he said anxiously.After seeing Xie Zhao smiled and rolled his eyes, he realized that he was being teased.

But it's good to be able to make the adults happy.

Xiaofeng blushed and was excited.

Xie Zhao touched his head again, and then introduced Fu Ling to Yuan Niang: "Yuan Niang, this is His Highness the Third Prince of Bei Yan."

After the two nodded their heads and said hello, Xie Zhaocai said to Yuanniang, "We still have a pot of spiritual nectar today."

Yuan Niang smiled and nodded: "The two of you go upstairs to the private room to rest for a while."

The two sat down in the private room on the second floor before Fu Ling spoke.

He asked with a little deep meaning: "Master Xie just likes the tea in the teahouse?"

Xie Zhao said, "Of course not only the tea here—"

When Fu Ling's face darkened, he gasped again and said the second part of the sentence: "Xiaofeng is also very cute."

Fu Ling thought of the lady boss with gorgeous features, and asked, "Is it just Xiaofeng?"

"Who else do you think?"

Xie Zhao heard his unfinished words, and said helplessly, "Where is Your Highness thinking? I haven't established a firm foothold in Beijing yet, and I don't have the intention of starting a family for the time being."

Fu Ling smiled, and said sincerely, "Yuan Niang is not suitable for you."

Xie Zhao then asked: "Then who does His Highness think is suitable for me?"

This was originally a joke, but Fu Ling seemed to really start to think about this issue seriously.Xie Zhao didn't urge him either, and patiently watched him ponder for a long time, before slowly saying a word: "I can't think of it for the time being."

He said sincerely: "Master Xie deserves the best."

Xie Zhao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He sighed with a smile: "Your Highness, Your Highness, everyone else sees beauty in the eyes of beholders, but how come you see Pan An in the eyes of confidants." e Xie Zhao had something to say when he heard the door of the private room open , he turned his head and saw Xiaofeng coming up with tea and snacks.The snack plate was filled with dried fruit and snacks by him. The rich mix made people's appetite greatly increased.

Xiaofeng was too ashamed to look at Xie Zhao: "Master Xie, here are all the best snacks in my opinion, I hope you like them."

"Of course I would."

Xie Zhao felt warm, and smiled at him, "Xiaofeng is such a good boy."

Xiaofeng's neck was red from his praise, and he ran out the door after saying a few words in a panic.

Then only Xie Zhao and Fu Ling were left in the private room.

Xie Zhao made tea for Fu Ling: "You should have a taste of this spiritual nectar, it's really wonderful." He said with a smile, "After drinking it, you will definitely not regret coming out with me today. "

After Fu Ling finished drinking, he acknowledged Xie Zhao's taste: "It is indeed good tea."

The two chatted while drinking tea.

Said it was just chatting, but Xie Zhao actually talked more.He and Fu Ling recalled their days in the south of the Yangtze River, and his eyes sparkled when he talked with Fu Ling. Fu Ling just listened to him quietly, echoing a few words from time to time.

The lazy afternoon sun came in from the window, Fu Ling looked at Xie Zhao, and heard his relaxed and joyful clear voice, only felt that the years were quiet, and for the first time in more than ten years, he felt that the capital city was not useless.

At least Xie Zhao is here now.

Because he is here, even if he is a proton in a foreign country, this day seems to be a bit interesting.

"At that time, the back hill of our yard was full of peach blossoms, and the garden was full of fragrance in spring, and the scenery was so beautiful. My grandfather also took me to pick peach blossoms to make wine, and the wine is now buried under the big tree in the former residence of Jiangnan."

As Xie Zhao spoke, the smile on his lips gradually faded.

His eyes were dim, he suddenly sighed, and lay down on the table: "Your Highness, I miss my grandfather."

He looked at the sky outside the window and said sullenly, "I...I want to go back to Jiangnan..."

There are mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and he grew up carefree there. In fact, he didn't want to be an official in Beijing at all.

But the grandfather also said that as a member of the Xie family, he must do what he should do—there are always some things in this world that need some people to do.

So Xie Zhao still came.

Fu Ling couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment.

Xie Zhao looked out the window, and he looked at Xie Zhao.

I feel a little bored too.

"I'll accompany you back."

Fu Ling said suddenly, "I will accompany you back in the future."

Xie Zhao turned his head, his eyes were clear, reflecting a solemn Fu Ling who seemed to be making some promise.

He straightened up, propped his chin on one hand, tilted his head to look at Fu Ling, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, as if the loss just now was nothing but a dream.

The spring breeze is blowing, carrying the fragrance of flowers from nowhere.

Xie Zhao bathed in the sunshine of spring, and felt that his mood became very bright.

"Okay." He smiled, "Your Highness will do what you say."