Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

When Liao Qingfeng heard this, his face immediately became angry: "It's as if you won't be impeached if you live with the third prince. If you don't want to live with me, just say so!"

He was straightforward, regardless of whether his words would anger Fu Ling who was not far away, and said bluntly: "The third prince's courtyard is not half as big as the general's mansion, and there are not as many cooks as mine. What's wrong?" He was so angry, "What's more, the third prince has a special status. If you live with him, you won't be impeached?"

At any rate, he is still a dignified Jinwu Guard, a good young man from Dayu with strong roots, why did Xie Zhao abandon him, and he wanted to live with that sick child of Beiyan.

Obviously he is Xie Zhao's good brother!

After saying this, Fu Ling was still not angry, but Xie Zhao was already unhappy.

He and Liao Qingfeng stared with big eyes and small eyes: "Don't bully the third prince because he has a good temper."

Liao Qingfeng also felt that he was a little too much after he said it. He glanced at Fu Ling who was not angry at all, and his voice became softer, and he said guiltily: "Okay, I admit that I said something wrong..."

He wronged and said, "But Xie Zhao, I have such a good relationship with you, why don't you want to live with me?"

Xie Zhao thought, I have a good relationship with you, but my relationship with His Highness is even better.

He glanced at Fu Ling, who was looking at the door with a half-smile, and then at Liao Qingfeng, who looked frustrated and confused, and said falteringly: "I'm afraid that you will be impeached because of me, so I can't bear it. "

After clearing his throat, Xie Zhaoyi said straightly: "I live with His Highness. If someone really wants to impeach me, I will say that His Highness is my neighbor. He is close to me, so it is convenient for me to move."

The house was burnt clean, now that it is convenient to move, what else can Xie Zhao move?

Liao Qingfeng was speechless, and finally saw that Xie Zhao wanted to live in the third prince's courtyard.

He hummed a few words to save himself face: "Then you can live with the third prince, and let the third prince worry about you, I am happy to be at leisure."

But after thinking about it, Liao Qingfeng was still a little unwilling, so he decided to give Xie Zhao one last chance: "You really think it through? Don't get used to living in that time, and you will live in my house later, I won't give it to you." It's a chance to turn around."

Xie Zhao waved his hand and said confidently, "Don't worry, the third prince will take good care of me."

This Xie Zhao who doesn't know good people!

Liao Qingfeng glared at Xie Zhao bitterly, and didn't want to be angry with Xie Zhao anymore, so he turned around and strode away with a stiff neck.He has a lot of things to do, so he doesn't have so much time to waste on this annoying Xie Zhao!

As soon as Liao Qingfeng left, the courtyard suddenly became quiet.

There were still a few servants in Xie Zhao's house, but after the house was burned, the few servants were dismissed.As a result, the house, which was originally not lively, seemed more and more empty and lonely.

The only thing that made Xie Zhao gratified was that although the house was almost burned down and there was not a single book left in the study room, the magnolia tree in the yard survived surprisingly.

"It's really hard. It looks like me, and they are all expected to live a long life."

Xie Zhao patted the trunk lightly, muttering.He turned to look at Fu Ling, remembering that he said that he wanted to live in someone's courtyard without permission, so he hesitated and asked: "Your Highness, if I want to live with you, do you... agree?"

The smile in Fu Ling's eyes faded a little bit.

He asked Xie Zhao softly: "Master Xie lives with me, so you are not afraid of being impeached?"

Xie Zhao honestly confessed: "There are a lot of high-ranking officials here, and there are also a lot of people who don't like me. Since I will be impeached wherever I live, it's better to live in the place I want to live the most."

The corners of Fu Ling's lips curled up: "So Mr. Xie wants to live with me the most, doesn't he?"

After a pause, he asked with a light smile, "For me, is Mr. Xie not afraid of being impeached?"

"..." Ah, he got the point.

Xie Zhao looked at the sky and the ground, but he didn't look at Fu Ling. Suddenly, he felt that the fire that Liao Qingfeng burned was really amazing. It had been so long, why the air in this place was still a little hot.

His lips were muffled, a little vague, and he said in a low voice with some disbelief: "I have never been scared."

Why is this person so cute?

Fu Ling's brows and eyes stretched, and a deep smile appeared on his lips: "You can live here...I wish for it."

Want it?

Xie Zhao thought about these four words, and the roots of his ears became redder.

After learning about moving into Fu Ling's yard, Bingwen was unexpectedly calm.He quickly accepted this fact, hehehehe moved his luggage into Fu Ling's yard, and started calling Qi Lan brothers and sisters at an extremely fast speed.

"Brother Qi Lan, don't have a relationship with me, just tell me to do anything."

After packing Xie Zhao's luggage, Bingwen ran to Bingwen's side. He patted his chest and said with a playful smile, "I'm very capable! I'm good at cooking and sweeping the floor, and I have a good personality. play tricks."

Why do you call me brother when you come up?

Qi Lan was shocked when he heard him whistling: If there is such a master, there will be such a long-term follower.

Seeing that Qi Lan didn't speak, Bingwen thought he was unhappy, so he started to comfort him again.

"Brother Qi Lan, don't worry, I won't compete with you for the right to manage things."

He coaxed him like a child, "I won't bother with the other servants either. In this yard, apart from the third prince and son, you are the biggest brother."

He gave Qi Lan a thumbs up with his left hand, indicating that Bingwen had the highest status, and then he raised his little finger with his right hand: "—I am this one. I listen to Brother Qi Lan. In this courtyard, I belong to Brother Qi Lan." little brother."

What the hell big brother and younger brother, they are not gangsters.

Qi Lan had nothing to say, and reluctantly said: "In that case, let's get along well."

At noon, Bingwen prepared a large table of dishes at the level of [-] points.The cook originally wanted to help, but Bingwen smiled and invited her to the side to rest.

These dishes were spread all over the table. They looked like meat and vegetables, the color was good, and they smelled delicious.

Qi Lan watched from the side, and suddenly felt that this Bingwen did have some skills—at least in cooking, he seemed to be much better than the cook in the yard.

Bingwen was indeed very attentive, half of the dishes he made were Xie Zhao's favorite dishes, and the other half were the third prince's favorite dishes he had heard from Qi Lan.

Fu Ling looked at the dishes on the table thoughtfully: "So Mr. Xie likes to eat these..."

He subconsciously memorized the names of these dishes in his heart.

Xie Zhao ate porridge and vegetables for nearly two months, and he lost a lot of weight.

Seeing this table of dishes now, I didn't care about my reserve, and started eating directly with the bowl in my hand.He ate so well that his cheeks bulged and his eyes narrowed like a hamster's.

Fu Ling was amused, and helped him put the food into a bowl: "Eat slowly, and be careful not to choke."

Xie Zhao quickly finished a bowl of rice.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, saw that the rice in the Fu Ling bowl beside him hadn't touched much, looked at his clean bowl again, and felt embarrassed after a while: "Your Highness, I don't eat so much every day... ..."

He defended himself: "I'm just a little hungry today."

Fu Ling hummed: "Seeing that Mr. Xie enjoyed his meal, I am also happy."

Xie Zhao: ...Sure enough, I misunderstood that I am a big eater, right?

Bingwen had eaten just now, so he is not hungry right now.

Seeing that Xie Zhao had finished his meal, he told Xie Zhao another matter: "Your study was burned, and other ordinary books are fine, even the paintings and poems Mr. Pei drew for you are fine." gone."

He regretted, "What a pity."

Xie Zhao thought of this and felt a little sorry for Pei Shaonan.

Although those poems and paintings are mostly used by Pei Shaonan to make fun of people, they are still his works anyway.In addition, Pei Shaonan was kind to him, and when Xie Zhao thought about it, he also felt that it was a pity that the fire had burnt out all his hard work.

He sighed, "I'll go to his door to apologize another day."

...Pei Shaonan's paintings and lyrics for Xie Zhao?

Fu Ling's eyes sank, and the smile on his face faded.

Xie Zhao was full and soon became sleepy.

In order to rush back to the capital as soon as possible, he hadn't slept all day and all night. When he arrived in the capital early in the morning, he was taken to the palace by Liao Qingfeng to fight wits and courage with others.Now that everything was settled and my stomach was full, sleepiness naturally came up all of a sudden.

He covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, and asked Fu Ling, "Your Highness, can I go to sleep?"

"of course can."

Fu Ling looked at him seriously: "Here, you can do whatever you want."

Bingwen on the side was ashamed to hear it, and finally understood why his young master and the third prince came together.

The third prince's speaking level is indeed a bit high.

Xie Zhao quickly took a shower and began to sleep soundly with his head covered.

This sleep was extremely sound, without dreams or nightmares.When Xie Zhao fell asleep, the sky outside was still white. When he woke up and looked out the window, the sky had completely darkened.

Xie Zhao rubbed his eyes, turned his face to look at the wall against the bed, dazed.

If he remembers correctly, his room seems to be next to His Highness's bedroom... Could it be that His Highness who is also resting on the bed is on the other side of this wall?

The moonlight spilled from the window onto the floor, casting light and shadows in a room.

Xie Zhao rested his head with one hand, quietly thinking about the days after he became an official in Beijing, and suddenly felt a sense of wonder.

When he was leaning on the wall to watch His Highness play the piano for the first time, he never imagined that one day he would develop such a relationship with him.

From the astonishment when we first met, to the thrilling night at Lanyin Temple, and then to him leaving the capital, the man came on a horse in the rain and asked him what red beans meant.

All the past scenes flashed in my mind, and finally it was frozen in the cold and warm embrace of that rainy night man.

When his mind moved, Xie Zhao didn't know what kind of mind he was in, so he stretched out his right hand and knocked on the wall carefully, which was extremely childish.

Boom, boom, boom.This is Xie Zhao's usual rhythm.

He didn't have any hope at first, but a moment later, in this silent night, Xie Zhao suddenly heard a muffled soft sound from the other side of the wall.

Boom.Just one click was the dull response from the other party.

Receiving an unexpected response, the corners of Xie Zhao's lips rose uncontrollably, full of joy and joy.

So he tapped on the wall childishly again.

Boom, boom, boom.

How will he respond this time?

Xie Zhao looked forward to it.

But the person on the other side of the wall refused to respond as if he was tired of this boring game.

Xie Zhao pursed his mouth, and lifted the quilt up in frustration, completely covering his entire face.

He thought disconsolately that His Highness must have disliked him for being annoying.

Unexpectedly, about a quarter of an hour later, Xie Zhao heard the sound of the door being gently pushed open.

Someone walked over slowly, stood in front of his bed, sighed softly, and called him, "Xie Zhao."

Of course Xie Zhao knew who this person was.

It was stuffy and hot in the quilt, Xie Zhao felt uncomfortable, but still didn't make a sound.

Just when he was almost suffocated, someone reached out and pulled the quilt down for him.

As far as he could see, Fu Ling's black hair was hanging loose, and he was only wearing a thin coat.He looked down at Xie Zhao, with a helpless but indulgent expression: "It's not yet dawn, Xie Zhao, you should continue to sleep."

The quilt was pulled down, and Xie Zhao finally smelled the fresh air.

Xie Zhao was bored in the quilt for a while, his cheeks were a little rosy at the moment, after hearing Fu Ling's words, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said to Fu Ling, "Your Highness, I can't sleep."

Although a little embarrassed, Xie Zhao still mustered up the courage to look into Fu Ling's eyes, and whispered: "Your Highness, I think of you, and I can't sleep."

——Does he know that he said something terrible?

Fu Ling met his clear eyes, his Adam's apple twitched, his fingers curled up, and his hands holding the clothes quietly gained a little strength.

But in the end, he just stretched out his hand and lightly touched Xie Zhao's eyes.

Xie Zhao's long eyelashes suddenly blocked his vision. He seemed to blink a few times anxiously, and then the long eyelashes brushed gently over the palm of his hand, and the itch quickly came to his heart along the palm of his hand. , It made people's hearts a little more restless.

Xie Zhao asked: "...Your Highness?"

The voice was soft and full of trust.

Thinking that Xie Zhao would go to Yushitai to resume his post tomorrow morning, Fu Ling hummed, his voice a little dry.

"Sleep, I'm right here."

So, when people are in front of you, you don't have to lose sleep because of the thought of me.

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