After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

The invitation date on Lu Yuanbai's invitation was the morning of the second day, and it seemed that he wanted to have breakfast as an appointment again.

Qi Zizhen told Song Yaoxu about Lu Yuanbai at night when he received the invitation, and Song Yaoxu asked him about his plans after thinking about it.

"Whether it's an enemy or a friend, I still want to at least go and see if he has any intentions." Qi Zizhen only gave this answer after pondering.

No matter what, Lu Yuanbai is also Tang Leyuan's friend, and according to the records of his previous life, he doesn't seem to have done anything too extreme.

——Although Lu Yuanbai was only a scholar in his previous life until his death.

Song Yaoxu respected his choice, but for safety reasons, he still planned to let Cui Liang follow him secretly, so that if something happened, he would have someone to take care of him.

Qi Zizhen did not refuse.Now Guan Wang is still in the capital, and there are many influences and influencers around him, so he must pay attention to it at all times.

Basically get ready, the two will get ready to go to rest together after a while of stickiness.

But before going to sleep, Song Yaoxu seemed to think of something, and said: "According to the usual practice, if there is a disaster somewhere, there will be sacrifices. I will go to the sacrificial altar in the suburbs with the national teacher at about noon tomorrow. Do you want Zizhen to come together? If we come together, we can wait until you come back for lunch."

If Qi Zizhen was invited to go out in the morning, it would be around noon when he came back. If he wanted to go to sacrifice with him, he would probably come back for lunch and then have to set off again.

The delicate and frail Qi Zizhen thought about it, and decided to take a nap in the room at noon to make it more comfortable.

Song Yaoxu patted his head and said with a smile: "Okay, when you come back tomorrow, remember to eat on time, have a good rest, and wait for me when I come back."

Qi Zizhen also responded with a smile, nestled into his arms to find a more comfortable position, and seemed to be ready to go straight to sleep.

"Good night and sweet dreams." Song Yaoxu kissed the tip of his hair lightly, with a gentle voice.

Qi Zizhen was very sleepy, and after a vague reply, he fell asleep hazily.

At Maozheng the next day, Song Yaoxu got up early and went to court.

Because there was still an appointment in the morning, Qi Zizhen, who got up at the time of recovery, was forced to start taking care of himself half an hour earlier.

He yawned and got up, and saw the neatly arranged clothes on the chair not far away at a glance.

A thick suit from the inside to the outside, fully considering the formality of the banquet and the frailty of his body.

There was also a basin of water for him to wash on the table in front of the chair. The temperature was just right, and Song Yaoxu should have specially ordered people to bring it around this time.

There was also a note on the side of the basin, asking him to eat two small pastries on the table to pad his stomach first, and a series of instructions to remember to keep warm and what to eat and what not to eat. It couldn't be more detailed.

Qi Zizhen looked at the upright word "Jin" at the end of the note, with a smile on his face.

If this is in the present world, he would like to praise Song Yaoxu for his virtuousness.

He carefully picked up the note and wanted to put it away, and inadvertently found that there was a smaller one under the note, with only one sentence written on it——

"If you think about it for a day and you can't see it, then you can't see it."

Thinking of not being able to see you for a day, I have already started to miss you.

Looking at these words, Qi Zizhen could almost imagine the extremely gentle expression on Song Yaoxu's face when he wrote the pen.

It's gross.

He complained in the bottom of his heart as if disgusted, but the smile in his eyes didn't diminish at all, and he folded up the little note neatly and put it away.

Qi Zizhen simply washed up, changed his clothes, ate the two small pastries on the table, and set off with Cui Liang after the estimated time.

Before setting off, he thought about it, and took the saber together, and then took the umbrella and set off.

In the morning of the Ling Dynasty, more people like to go to the market. There are almost no people in Jixian Building. As soon as Qi Zizhen arrived, he saw Lu Yuanbai standing at the door downstairs.

"Morning Zizhen." Lu Yuanbai smiled, his attitude was still as easy-going and friendly as before.

Qi Zizhen walked up to him, kept a safe distance, and nodded calmly, as if he had greeted him.

Lu Yuanbai seemed to be accustomed to his estranged attitude and didn't pay too much attention to it, so he invited him to the wing room he had reserved in Jixian Tower.

As the largest and most famous restaurant in the capital, Jixianlou has its own characteristics for breakfast, lunch and dinner. The breakfast is mainly light and healthy. When the two entered the wing room, thick and delicious vegetarian porridge was already served. With assorted side dishes.

There is also a jar of light fruit wine on the side of the side dishes.

Qi Zizhen frowned as he looked at the appetizer, which was clearly more than two people, "Is there anyone else coming?"

Lu Yuanbai shook his head, and replied as if he was very understanding: "No, I remember that Zizhen should not like the occasions with many people, so he didn't call others."

After listening to his words, Qi Zizhen suppressed his emotions after a while, walked to the table and sat down pretending nothing had happened.

In the following time, Lu Yuanbai was actually talking and Qi Zizhen was listening. Occasionally, he would respond a few times to show that he was really listening.

But generally speaking, most of the things Lu Yuanbai was talking about were trivial matters in the capital during the past six months when he was absent. He was not very interested, and only occasionally paid attention to things related to the court. The atmosphere is harmonious.

Qi Zizhen originally thought that this so-called small gathering should end in such an uneventful manner, but when he was almost done with his breakfast, Lu Yuanbai suddenly poured him half a glass of fruit wine, and said with a smile: "This is today's special event in Jixianlou. The fruit wine provided tastes good, Zizhen should try it too?"

"Thank you, but forget it." Qi Zizhen shook his head slightly, "I promised Your Highness that I will not drink at will."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Lu Yuanbai's face became much lighter, and he suddenly said in a flat tone: "Is it, it seems that the relationship between Zizhen and His Majesty is indeed as rumored, and the relationship is very strong."

He spoke meaningfully, obviously implying something.

Qi Zizhen's original movements were slightly sluggish, but he quickly returned to normal, pretending not to understand what he was saying: "I have been friends with Your Highness for nearly a year, and it is normal that we have a better relationship."

"But I've never heard of a friend who would share the same bed." Lu Yuanbai pushed the wine glass in front of him with a half-smile.

When Qi Zizhen heard his words, his expression became more indifferent than before, and he glanced at him coldly, then pushed the glass of wine back: "This seems to have nothing to do with Brother Yuanbai, right?"

Lu Yuanbai chuckled, not knowing what it meant, and took the glass of wine back, as if casually said: "I'm just worthless for Zizhen. You have great talent, why limit yourself like this?"

Qi Zizhen didn't speak.

Lu Yuanbai shook his wine glass, took a sip, and continued: "The so-called king is so fickle. Now that he can treat you with all kinds of favors for a while, how do you know that he won't abandon you like a shoe? You After all, it's just a man's body, so how can it be compared to a soft and delicate woman?"

In the first half of what he said, Qi Zizhen could just sneer and ignore it, but the second half hit the pain point that he had been worrying about for a long time.

As a living person, his understanding of love is naturally not limited to the inheritance of the family, and he can even naturally joke about whether there is a throne in the family to inherit.

However, this is the ancient world, and Song Yaoxu's family really has the throne to inherit.

He will not be selfish enough to ask Song Yaoxu to give up the inheritance of the throne, but he will also not allow himself to be reduced to competing with others for favor.

But even so, he can understand his feelings clearly, and can always get away when he needs to get away.

The relationship between him and Song Yaoxu has not reached the point where others need to criticize and give pointers.

Qi Zizhen didn't have any appetite now, so he put down the chopsticks in his hand and got up with a cold face, took a deep breath almost restrained, and looked at Lu Yuanbai with even more serious eyes: "If brother Yuanbai invited me to meet this time, that's what you want to say. If that's the case, then that's the end. We have our own considerations about the matter between me and His Highness, and we don't need any outsiders to point fingers."

"Goodbye."

After speaking, he turned around and left immediately, not giving Lu Yuanbai any chance to speak.

But Lu Yuanbai sat on the spot and looked at Qi Zizhen's back, thoughtfully, until after Qi Zizhen left, he said softly to himself: "So you are such a person, I overestimated you too much."

On the other side, just as Qi Zizhen walked out of Jixian Tower, he crashed head-on into the swirling and icy snow. The almost piercing chill fell on his side, pulling him out of his messy thoughts.

"Young Master Qi." Seeing this, Cui Liang, who was guarding outside Jixian Tower, hurried over to hold an umbrella for him, with a worried expression on his face, "You don't look very well, but what happened?"

When Qi Zizhen saw that it was him coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and collected his thoughts, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. It's just that it's too cold outside and I feel uncomfortable. I want to go back to the East Palace to rest."

As early as last night, Cui Liang was repeatedly told by Song Yaoxu to pay attention to Qi Zizhen's physical condition. Hearing this, he dared not delay any longer, and escorted him all the way back to the East Palace with an umbrella.

The snowy day was colder than before, Qi Zizhen couldn't help but sneezed a few times after walking all the way back to the warm room, and had a faint tendency to get sick again.

His current body is still too weak.

Qi Zizhen sighed secretly, rubbed his temples, and turned directly to Song Yaoxu's room.

Because the bed in Song Yaoxu's room is bigger and softer, he has almost moved all his things here now, and prepared some pills specially taken in the early stages of a cold.

He remembered that after taking the medicine last time, he conveniently put the medicine bottle on the shelf in the outer room of Song Yaoxu's room, walked over to look for it, and saw the medicine bottle after a while.

However, when he took down the medicine bottle, he inadvertently found that there seemed to be something stuck behind the pair of ink plum pictures on the shelf, which happened to be next to the seal of "Liguang 34 years".

Qi Zizhen raised his hand to pull out the thing, but found that it seemed to be an unsealed envelope, nothing was written on the envelope, and there was a piece of paper inside.

He curiously took out the piece of paper, only to see seven large characters written on it——

"The people of Enke are not available."

The inscription is the seal of Chuan Guo Yuxi, and the time is September 23, Hongchu.

In other words, it was written by Emperor Hongchu himself in September this year.

——Lu Yuanbai is the one who entered the court through Enke!

Almost at this moment, Qi Zizhen wanted to understand the intention of Lu Yuanbai's words today.

But it was too late, and at this moment when he came to his senses, there was a loud noise from the yard outside the room, it seemed that Cui Liang was arguing with someone.

Qi Zizhen put the letter away, took a deep breath and walked out of the room. Immediately afterwards, he saw a group of people dressed as imperial guards standing in the yard.

His eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Who dares to break into the East Palace privately?"

When the leader saw him coming out, he didn't continue to confront Cui Liang, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Qi, as the master of the pagoda, took advantage of his position to steal the holy book of my dynasty. Now that all the evidence is available, Mr. Qi can plead guilty." ?”

While the leader was speaking, he asked the people behind him to present the "Holy Book"—it was the "Biography of the Young Master" that Qi Zizhen hid in his room!

Qi Zizhen clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves tightly, but still maintained his composure, and said indifferently: "This is just an ordinary history book, how dare you say it is a 'holy book'?"

"Oh, Master Shao, don't think that your subordinates are easy to fool." The leader looked disdainful, "Everyone in my Ling Dynasty knows that only the 'Holy Book' uses half blurred and half clear handwriting as a unique way of recording .”

Qi Zizhen really didn't know about this.

He couldn't refute for a while, so the leader thought he was guilty and ordered: "Come on, put him in the prison!"

"Which one of you dares to take a step closer!"

Cui Liang stood in front of Qi Zizhen without saying a word, drew his sword out of its sheath, as if he wanted to protect it to the end.

But Qi Zizhen stopped him and whispered a few words in his ear.

"But..." Cui Liang seemed a little reluctant, but after meeting Qi Zizhen's comforting gaze, he still put his sword back into its sheath indignantly, and watched Qi Zizhen being taken away by the group of people.

Wu Yangyang's group of people left the East Palace just like that, and the palace people who were a little less courageous dared to come forward and ask Cui Liang what was going on.

Cui Liang recalled what Qi Zizhen had told him just now, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's too late to explain so much now, don't make a fuss about today's matter, everything will be decided when His Majesty comes back."

On weekdays, Cui Liang was the closest to Song Yaoxu among the servants of the Eastern Palace. The servants who had no dissent would listen to him, nod immediately upon hearing this, and go back to do their own business.

Cui Liang, on the other hand, looked around at the servants currently present, and basically matched their names and identities, and then hurried to prepare the horse, and went to the suburbs to find Song Yaoxu as quickly as possible.

But now that the snow is falling harder and harder, no matter how impatient he is, he can't walk too fast, otherwise he will fall on his back halfway and the loss will not be worth the gain.

Why is this time!

Cui Liang held the rein tightly, his expression full of anxiety.