After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Qingwei, who put on his mask again, woke up the two of them early and watched them leave in the dark.

Song Yaoxu was very skilled at getting back to the East Palace safely, and brought Qi Zizhen back to the East Palace just like last time, avoiding the guards all the way.

Since he dismissed everyone including Cui Liang in advance the night before, the East Palace was very quiet, and no one noticed that they had gone out secretly.

After Qi Zizhen returned to his room, he continued his confinement days, but without Lingning to accompany him, he would be somewhat more lonely.

Perhaps it was in consideration of this that Song Yaoxu brought pastries to Qi Zizhen's room at different times every day.

When Qi Zizhen was reading, Song Yaoxu was at the side flipping through the book, and when Qi Zizhen composed the music, Song Yaoxu found another book to read, as if he came to his room specially to read.

He didn't say anything about it and continued to do what he was supposed to do.It wasn't until the end of the ten-day confinement that Song Yaoxu didn't come to him as often as before, and only came here at the end of the day.

On the third day of March in the 22nd year of Hongchu, the East Palace was already full of flowers and birds singing. The chirping birds were full of vigor on the trees outside the East Palace, and occasionally landed on the courtyard wall, as if they were curiously looking at the boring inside the courtyard wall. flat lack of everything.

At exactly the right time, the sky suddenly brightened.

After Qi Zizhen got up and washed, he pushed open the window sash of the inner room, and happened to startle a small bird that landed not far away, flapping its wings across the courtyard wall, and flew to the wider blue.

He looked at the tiny figures disappearing into the clear sky little by little, and had some bad premonition inexplicably.

Something may happen in the near future.

He counted the days, and vaguely remembered that recently it seemed that the prince was killed for the first time in his previous life, but the specific diary was not clear, after all, he had very little contact with the prince in his previous life.

He only learned later that every time the prince was killed in the previous life, it was Guan Wang's handwriting. This time, the one who was pushed out as the scapegoat for the first time seemed to be the son of a seventh-rank official.

Left and right have nothing to do with him, Qi Zizhen didn't think about it any more, and took a walk around the East Palace after a long absence after eating breakfast.

Song Yaoxu brought pastries to the South Study Room early this morning. The maids and eunuchs in the East Palace performed their duties. No one cared where Qi Zizhen was going, and he was left quiet.

Conventionally speaking, the East Palace is not accessible to ordinary people, so the neighborhood is also deserted, except for the patrolling guards and people from the Sanliang Palace.

Qi Zizhen likes to be quiet and feels more comfortable in such an environment, but there are always people who don't want him to feel comfortable.

"Zizhen?"

Song Jiqi, who was walking towards him, was slightly surprised at first, and then apologized, and hurried forward and said, "I went to see you a few times a few days ago, but I heard that you were punished and grounded by the prince... because I took you away without authorization. Is it about leaving the palace?"

Qi Zizhen seemed to be sincerely apologetic to the bottom of his eyes, and softened his tone, with a hint of helplessness: "When I went back, His Highness happened to be in my room, and His Highness smelled it."

"I didn't think well enough." Song Jiqi looked regretful, "I'm sorry, next time I will definitely not take you to a place with a lot of rouge and powder. I also told them about the people who made you drink. gone."

The implication is that he still wants to take him out of the palace privately.

Qi Zizhen lowered his eyelashes and did not speak.

Song Jiqi looked like he still had something to do, pulled Qi Zizhen to apologize and comforted him with a friendly attitude, and then left in a hurry.

Originally planning to go for a quiet walk was interrupted, Qi Zizhen had no intention of continuing, when he turned around to go back to the East Palace, he saw Song Yaoxu who was standing there at some time not far away.

Song Yaoxu was followed by a court lady carrying a food box. He looked at Qi Zizhen with a not very good expression, and he pursed his lips slightly as if he was a little stuffy.

Qi Zizhen stayed where he was, with his fingertips slightly curled up.

According to Song Yaoxu's distance, he must have heard what Song Jiqi said just now, but he was standing in a remote place, so Song Jiqi didn't notice it—or, in other words, Song Jiqi didn't notice it on purpose.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and finally Song Yaoxu let out a breath, told the maid to go back first, took a deep look at Qi Zizhen, and said, "Zizhen, come with me for a while."

The tone was as calm as it was during the quarrel that day.

Qi Zizhen met his gaze, then answered "yes" in a low voice, respectful as usual, and followed Song Yaoxu all the way back to his room.

His room, with no one else around, was a good place to talk.

He obeyed Song Yaoxu's words, closed the door, walked to the table, and sat face to face with Song Yaoxu.

Song Yaoxu didn't make any detours with him, and asked straight to the point: "Zizhen, you should know Song Jiqi's temperament, right?"

Qi Zizhen didn't answer, and heard Song Yaoxu continue to say: "I know you are attracted to him, and I won't hinder you from being friends with friends, but I also hope that you can maintain your proper rationality when making friends, and you can do whatever you want I can’t do it, I don’t think I should teach you these things?”

When Song Yaoxu spoke, his expression was serious, as if his high school head teacher in the real world was persuading him not to be influenced by poor students.

Qi Zizhen's thoughts suddenly jumped a little bit, and before he could respond, Song Yaoxu tacitly regarded him as stubborn.

Song Yaoxu had no choice but to continue persuading: "I respect the emperor's uncle, and the relationship with Song Jiqi is considered peaceful on weekdays. I know that he is dissolute by nature, so I won't interfere with his life too much, but I don't want you to be led astray by him..."

He tried earnestly to guide Qi Zizhen back to the right path, but Qi Zizhen didn't listen at all, and his mind was full of worldly things.

Coincidentally, the underachiever that the head teacher in this world persuaded him to stay away from was the one who ruined his sincerity and forced him to be autistic in this world.

"Qi Zizhen!"

The other side suddenly raised the volume a little, pulling Qi Zizhen back from his state of mind.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Song Yaoxu's half-suffocated and half-helpless gaze: "Are you listening to me?"

Qi Zizhen was silent for a while, and answered honestly: "No."

Song Yaoxu was angry, but more of it was a deep sense of powerlessness.

He remembered that time when Qi Zizhen refuted him, he just relied on his status as the crown prince to trap people in the East Palace, and in the final analysis, there was no reason to control him.

The two times of discord and Qi Zizhen's indifferent attitude made Song Yaoxu feel very tired. He let out a breath, but finally said nothing, got up and said, "Forget it, I don't care about you, you can do it yourself."

After speaking, he left in a huff, indifferent and decisive.

Qi Zizhen watched his leaving figure steadily until the apricot yellow disappeared from sight.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to play with the warm porcelain cup in his hand.

Ever since he promised Song Jiqi to have a good relationship, he knew that sooner or later there would be a situation like today, but for some reason, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

It's an illusion.