Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

"Your Highness, this is a letter from General Xing."

After receiving the letter from Yan Qi's hand, Yan Rongzhen's lips curled into a faint smile. Sure enough, after he spread the news of Fu Yuan's disappearance, Xing Tianyi really couldn't sit still.

Opening the letter, there were only a few words on it, which simply and clearly explained the idea of ​​wanting to talk with Yan Rongzhen. Moreover, Xing Tianyi had another important request, that Yan Rongzhen had to bring Fu Yuan to the appointment.

As expected of General Xing, he already guessed that Fu Yuan's disappearance was a fake, Yan Rongzhen lowered his eyes, thinking that it was about time, so he took a brand new rice paper and wrote back the letter carefully.

After returning to the palace, seeing his figure waiting in front of the gate as promised, Yan Rongzhen raised a smile on his face, opened his arms, and hugged Qian Yuan who rushed forward into his arms.

Brushing the velvet neckline between Fu Yuan's neck, Yan Rongzhen leaned his chin on the hollow of his neck affectionately, and asked, "What is Yuan'er doing in the mansion today?"

What? "

"Read a book, enjoy the flowers, and play with the little mango." Looking up at Yan Rongzhen, Fu Yuan stretched out his hand to caress Kun Ze's face, and added: "I still miss His Highness."

The Ninth Prince's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Qianyuan, and said, "I'll take you on a night tour on the Xiangjiang River tonight."

"What is a night tour and how should you travel?"

Holding Fu Yuan's hand and walking towards the mansion, Yan Rongzhen casually said, "Take a flower boat and enjoy the scenery, has Yuan'er ever sat on it?"

Fu Yuan thought for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

"That's just right, this king will take you to have a look, so that you won't be bored in the mansion."

"it is good."

After dinner, Fu Yuan sat in front of the bronze mirror to dress up. Xiao Qiu pulled up his waterfall-like blue hair and fixed it with a white jade crown. When he was about to proceed to the next step, Fu Yuan suddenly said: "Not long ago, Your Highness What about the Zijin Liu that you gave me, use that."

"Yes, young master." Xiao Qiu replied, and asked someone to take out another hair crown that looked more luxurious from the brocade box at the side.

When the preparations were finally completed, Fu Yuan stood up, looked at himself left and right, then nodded in satisfaction, "That's it."

"Okay, son."

Turning around to look at Yan Rongzhen who had been waiting for a long time, Fu Yuan stepped forward and held Kun Ze's hand, "Your Highness, I'm fine, let's go."

Yan Rongzhen raised his eyes, and looked up and down at Qian Yuan, who had an outstanding figure in front of him. He was dressed in a silver silk dark-pattern robe, with white fox fur on his body, and pearls and jade on his waist and abdomen. But even so, there are still some things missing.

Under Fu Yuan's surprised eyes, Yan Rongzhen took the half-covered colored glaze gauze, lightly covered Qianyuan's face, and said with satisfaction: "This is the best."

Caressing the soft texture of the veil, Fu Yuan asked doubtfully, "But why does Your Highness cover Fu Yuan's face?"

"Because this king doesn't like Yuan'er being looked at easily by others." Yan Rongzhen replied logically, and then led Fu Yuan out.

The winter evening wind in the capital is unusually biting. Fu Yuan sat on the swaying carriage, holding a beautifully crafted heater in his hand, and he did not feel chilled by the cold.

Reduced his enthusiasm for going to the street at this time, raised his hand and opened the curtain, the capital city at night was still lively, the common people crowded shoulder to shoulder, and as far as the eye could see, there were busy figures coming and going in a hurry.

Fu Yuan couldn't help but be dazzled by the sight, and lay down by the window for a while, quietly watching the dimly-figured scene.

Reaching out to pull the man back, Yan Rongzhen couldn't help but feel a little amused, and said, "Yuan'er is so interested in watching."

Fu Yuan replied: "The prosperity of Beiyuan will be amazing no matter how long you look at it."

Yan Rongzhen raised his head, "Indeed, but from the carriage, we can only see the tip of the iceberg."

"Then, where should Fu Yuan look?"

"It should be seen from the Chaoyang Tower." The Ninth Prince pointed out a lighthouse in the distance, shining brightly in the dark night, as if a god had given him grace to build such a beautiful palace in Beiyuan City.That is the watchtower in the palace, where you can see the whole capital city.

Looking up at the high tower, Fu Yuan's eyes revealed a bit of yearning, and he was hugged by Yan Rongzhen, "I promise you, I will take you up there to have a look. We can enjoy the sights on the tower together."

"En." Leaning on Kunze's back, Fu Yuan nodded obediently, but there was no smile in the depths of his bright eyes.

The Lantern Festival is over, and there are few people on the flower boats, but the lights on the Xiangjiang River are still brightly lit. Fu Yuan followed Yan Rongzhen on the boat and saw Xing Tianyi who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Fu Yuan, Xing Tianyi was completely relieved. In other words, Yan Rongzhen was still waiting to use Fu Yuan to make a deal with him. For some reason, Xing Tianyi always felt an indescribable strangeness.

Yan Rongzhen took Fu Yuan to salute, and after the two sat down, Fang said: "By the way, I saw Uncle earlier, and I haven't had time to formally introduce Fu Yuan to Uncle in the future."

Xing Tianyi replied: "It's enough to say these vain rituals once."

"Uncle's words are inappropriate." Yan Rongzhen retorted: "After all, Yuan'er is my king's husband, and I will meet uncle in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Xing Tianyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said bluntly: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Holding Fu Yuan's palm under his hands, Yan Rongzhen replied in a good mood: "Of course it's what uncle thinks."

"Yan Rongzhen, don't forget my condition. The Xing family army under me can be used by you, but you have to let Fu Yuan come back to me."

"Of course I remember." The smile on the Ninth Prince's lips subsided slightly, and he met Xing Tianyi's eyes without hesitation, and his words were quite righteous, "But you also have to ask Yuan'er what he meant, isn't he Goods that can be traded."

The Ninth Prince, who was supposed to let Fu Yuan stay by his side because of his value, now keeps saying that the Qian Yuan beside him is not a commodity to him, which is simply ridiculous. Xing Tianyi sneered, since Jiu If the prince said so, then he might as well ask.

Immediately, he said to Fu Yuan: "Young Master Fu, I want to ask you, do you really know why His Highness keeps you by your side?"

This question was already very straightforward, but Yan Rongzhen's expression was frank, without any panic.

Under Xing Tianyi's surprised eyes, Fu Yuan replied, "Of course it's because I am Your Highness's husband."

Unbelievable to Fu Yuan's answer, Xing Tianyi said again: "Mr. Fu, you..."

"Okay, uncle, what do you mean by that?" Yan Rongzhen interrupted the old general, put his arms around Qianyuan's waist, "you will embarrass Yuan'er like this."

Helpless, Xing Tianyi had no choice but to temporarily suppress his emotions, knowing that the conversation tonight would be fruitless, but seeing Fu Yuan safe and sound, he

I am relieved for the time being.

Others, let's talk about it later.

"Since that's the case, Your Highness and I have nothing to talk about."

"That's good." Seeing that Xing Tianyi didn't intend to stay longer, Yan Rongzhen was happy to be alone with Fu Yuan, got up and said, "I'm sending my uncle off."

"No need." Exhaling a turbid breath from his nose, Xing Tianyi only felt a tightness in his chest, and turned to leave with his sleeves.

As soon as Xing Tianyi left, there were only Fu Yuan and Yan Rongzhen left in the flower boat.

Seeing the figure of the old general disappear into the night, Fu Yuan said strangely: "General Xing seems not very happy."

Yan Rongzhen replied: "Yuan'er doesn't care if he is high or not. You should enjoy the scenery on the river when you are on a flower boat."

He ordered his servants to carry the exquisite and compact heater onto the boat, which put an end to the chill from the river. The Ninth Prince sat beside Fu Yuan and watched the scenery of the river with him. The comfort of Qing Yueming.

Yan Rongzhen closed his eyes slightly, and sighed lightly, only when he was by Fu Yuan's side, could he temporarily forget the turmoil and ambition of fighting for power in the court, and even suddenly wanted time to stand still like this.

That's it, just the two of them, it's a lifetime.

After dismissing his servants, Yan Rongzhen buried himself in Fu Yuan's neck, carefully sniffing the pine fragrance that fascinated him.

Encircling the Ninth Prince's waist, Fu Yuan was silent for a while, then lowered his head slightly, and kissed Kun Ze's face delicately in his arms.

Fu Yuan's love is like boiled tea, soft and long, with a sweet aftertaste, but gradually, Yan Rongzhen became impatient with this kind of tenderness, he prefers warm and long kisses, and he doesn't need to pay attention to those There is a lot of etiquette, and there is no need to be careful. There should be no distinction between him and Fu Yuan.

Hugging Qianyuan's head back, Yan Rongzhen kissed back fiercely. The two of them were strong when they met strong, and gradually became entangled. The attendants waiting outside heard the noise and were about to come in, but they were slapped by the Ninth Prince.

"Leave them all to this king, and you are not allowed to come in without an order."

"Yes, it's Your Highness." The attendant hastily closed the door of the boat again, and there was no sound from outside in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took before the nightingale’s cry sounded on the Xiangjiang River, which was very clear in this quiet night. The crooked-neck tree on the bank lowered its body, and its branches and leaves fell to the surface of the water. Circles of ripples.

But soon, this circle of ripples was washed away by another wave that hit, and they came and went to each other, disturbing the supposedly still water.

Following the swaying hull, the attendants kneeling outside couldn't help covering their mouths, for fear that they would disturb the interest of the masters by making the slightest noise.

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But when they heard the suppressed humming sound coming from inside from time to time, they couldn't help but blushed.

On the boat, Fu Yuan firmly pressed Yan Rongzhen down, his handsome face frowned slightly, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, but even at this moment, he was still able to take care of the other party's feelings, Fearing that Kunze would be frozen in the midst of forgetting his feelings, he pulled the fox fur that had been taken off to cover him.

Without hesitation, throwing away the fox fur between the two, Yan Rongzhen hugged Fu Yuan's neck, and asked intermittently: "Yuan'er, guess what, on this swaying boat, it was you who did the hard work." More, or a boat?"

What kind of strange question is this, but Fu Yuan did not bluntly say the strange thoughts of the Ninth Prince, instead he thought about it for a moment and replied: "Of course it is Fu Yuan who contributed, but the rocking of the boat made me feel much more relaxed than before. That's all."

"Then, does Yuan'er like being here?"

"As long as you are with His Highness, everything is the same."

"Okay." Sensing the gradual forbearance of the person on his body, Yan Rongzhen tightened Qianyuan's waist even more, "I want you to promise me that you will never leave me."

Fu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then bent down and buried Kun Ze's neck, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Fu Yuan agrees to Your Highness."