After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

After struggling to return to the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qi Zizhen stood at the vent and blew the cold wind for a while to clear his mind, before walking back to his room.

The courtyard room was as deserted and empty as before, and there was not a single servant, just as he wished.

Qi Zizhen closed the door casually, and wanted to go back to the bed to take a rest, when he suddenly saw a neatly folded piece of clothing beside his bed.

It was the one he put on this morning in the National Normal University.

Because of his uncomfortable and chaotic brain, he couldn't think too much, so he threw the clothes at will into the special place for clothes.

However, before he could go to bed, there was another knock on the door.

"Elder, eldest son, are you there?"

It was the boy's voice, guessing that it was time to deliver lunch.

Qi Zizhen squeezed the center of his brows, wiped his face with a handkerchief soaked in cold water that hadn't been removed from the table, and managed to regain some energy.

"Enter."

"Squeak-"

The door was carefully pushed open by the servant, and he stood at the door with a food box, showing hesitation.

Qi Zizhen didn't have time to look at him face to face, and glanced coldly, the black eyes hidden under the hood were more cold than usual.

The little servant was swept away by his glance, and his back felt cold, and he hurriedly said, "That, that, little, young master wants, wants to eat with the eldest son..."

Qi Zishan?

Qi Zizhen's eyes did not change.If he remembered correctly, Qi Zishan learned that he had the idea of ​​entering the palace when he ate at the same table, so he ran to the prime minister's room and knelt for a day and a night.

He had no intention of listening to the hypocritical polite words again, and said indifferently, "Please leave."

The boy didn't dare to say anything, even after saying "yes", he put out the food in the food box and left the room as if fleeing.

After the door was closed, the boy and Qi Zishan could still be heard talking behind the door.

Qi Zizhen ignored the commotion outside, walked to the table and looked at the delicious dishes.

He was neglected in the prime minister's mansion, but he was still the eldest son. Even if his stepmother wanted to treat him harshly, she couldn't afford to pay for his daily food and clothing. He followed the best standards in the mansion.

Today he really didn't have much appetite, so he sat down to eat a few mouthfuls, then put down the chopsticks and put down the bowl, and massaged his temples to relieve dizziness and fatigue.

Perhaps because of the fever, Qi Zizhen felt more and more bored for no reason, and his mood was chaotic and restless. He even wanted to put himself in a heavy snow and let the cold snow cover him.

He sat on the spot to relax for a while, until the voice of the servant outside the door talking with Qi Zishan gradually disappeared, then he finally got up and went back to the inner room, took off his clothes and took a rest.

But the discomfort in his body made him not sleep well this time, he woke up several times in a daze, and the more he slept, the less energetic he became.

In the end, Qi Zizhen simply sat up, poured a glass of warm water and drank it down, ready to go for a walk in the yard.

Then when he opened the door, he saw Qi Zishan who had been waiting for an unknown amount of time.

"Brother Zizhen!" Qi Zishan, who had been drowsy from waiting, regained his spirit immediately when he saw Qi Zizhen, and paused for a moment when his eyes touched Qi Zizhen's face.

"Brother Zizhen, you look a bit unwell, and the lunch just now seems to be useless, is it because you are not feeling well?"

Qi Zizhen ignored Qi Zishan's concern and inquiry, pulled off his hood, and walked out of the room.

The afternoon sun is warmer and harsher than the morning sun.

The snow on the path was cleared by the belated servants. After the afternoon sunshine, there was not much ice left. It was not slippery, and it was enough to move forward smoothly.

Qi Zishan, who was abandoned behind him, quickly regained his composure and trotted to Qi Zizhen's side.

Qi Zizhen had been exposed to the cold for a long time before, and his condition had not been very good. Qi Zishan didn't continue to ask about his health, but started to find other topics.

Qi Zizhen thought he was noisy, so he heard what he said later, leaving no trace of a word, let alone a response.

After a while, Qi Zishan suddenly pretended to be casual and asked, "Brother Zizhen, do you... want to enter the palace?"

Qi Zizhen had expected that he would bring up this topic, so he remained indifferent, never even looking at Qi Zishan.

Qi Zishan, who still didn't get a reply, continued to talk on his own, talking about the benefits of entering the palace, obviously trying to persuade him to enter the palace like in his previous life.

Qi Zizhen was already dizzy, and after hearing Qi Zishan's words that were not much different from his previous life, he didn't have much patience to continue listening.

"Enough." He stopped suddenly and said in a cold voice.

Qi Zishan was taken aback and froze on the spot, at a loss: "Zi, brother Zizhen..."

The 12-year-old child is only as tall as Qi Zizhen's shoulders, the sun is pouring on his side, a pair of almond eyes are smart and cute, and he looks like a good boy at a glance, but at this moment he is like a frightened little animal, ignorant and bewildered. I don't know what I did wrong.

Qi Zizhen looked at him with indifferent eyes, no different from usual.

He pulled down the hood even more, covering most of his expression, and said coldly: "I will change my name in the future, don't be so unruly."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Qi Zishan alone.

Qi Zishan stared blankly at the ink-colored figure in the silver dress, walking away little by little until it disappeared.

After a long time, he seemed to want to understand what Qi Zizhen said just now, and slowly lowered his head to contain all his emotions, clenched his hands into fists, trembling slightly.

"...Yes, brother."

……

Since then, Qi Zishan did not come to see Qi Zizhen again, and Qi Zizhen also stopped going out because of his health, so he only played the stone qin in his room every day.

He has no intention of going to the doctor, at most he will replace the blood-stained bandage with a new one after playing the stone harp.

After being bored in the room for two days, Qi Zizhen finally received the emperor's summons.

But maybe it was influenced by the [-] days when he was away, the reason for the summoning this time was that King Guan heard that he was a master of piano, so he invited him into the palace to play a song.

Qi Zizhen listened to the eunuch in silence, then turned around and went back to the room to prepare.

Since he entered the palace, his appearance and posture should not be casual, so he ordered people to move Shi Qin into the sedan chair, and then go to the inner room to tie her hair and change clothes.

The summoning took place after the next court, and his prime minister father did not show up, apparently still staying in the palace.

As the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he must pay attention to the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After a little selection, Qi Zizhen changed into a dark red gown, then wrapped in a fox fur with red background and white fine pattern, stepped on a pair of black gold boots, and simply tied up his hair with suet and white jade hairpins.

Then he called someone to bring a basin of warm water to wash his face, making himself look more refreshed.

Because he still had to play, after changing his clothes, Qi Zizhen also removed the bandages wrapped around his fingertips and wiped them clean.

When the door was opened again, Qi Zizhen, who was dressed plainly and with a sleepy look, seemed to have changed, showing a little more of the arrogance and nobility that the eldest son of the prime minister's mansion should have, more like a red plum blooming in the frost , with a unique fragrance.

Dizzy with the vigor that Mo Mei doesn't have, but equally indifferent and arrogant, never letting anyone touch her at will.

Seeing this, the eunuch who didn't care about him at first restrained his original sloppiness and led the way with a smile.

Qi Zizhen was not interested in his change of attitude, Shi Shiran followed behind, calm but not flustered, not as calm as a young man who met the Holy Spirit for the first time.

Eunuchs no longer make fun of themselves, and quietly do their own work.

The distance between the prime minister's mansion and the imperial palace was not too far, and after he entered the palace, it was just after the time when civil and military officials had dispersed, and the palace was in order.

Qi Zizhen had no real job, so he got out of the sedan chair after entering the palace for a certain distance as usual, and walked to the imperial study where the emperor summoned him.

The eunuch continued to lead the way in front of him, and Shi Qin was carried by a special attendant.

Qi Zizhen was always calm and relaxed, calming down a little bit of illness.

Fortunately, the place where he got off the sedan chair was not far from the road to the imperial study, and he reached his destination before he felt tired.

After waiting for the eunuch's notification, Qi Zizhen slowly walked into the imperial study step by step.

The earth dragon is flourishing in the imperial study room, and the moment one steps in, one feels the warmth rushing to one's face.

The maid waiting on the side stepped forward to temporarily hold the fox fur for Qi Zizhen, taking advantage of this gap, he took a slight glance.

Unsurprisingly, Emperor Hongchu sat behind the desk in the middle. On the left and right sides of the desk were King Guan and his prime minister's father.It's just that Song Yaoxu, who was dressed in apricot yellow prince's suit, unexpectedly stood behind Emperor Hongchu.

"Caomin has met His Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Prince Guan."

Qi Zizhen withdrew his gaze calmly, saluted politely, and behaved the same as before, but with real respect and submission, it was more like meeting a high-ranking big shot for the first time than before.

There is also a sense of distance between high and low.

Emperor Hongchu was in the right mood, and said casually, "Free from courtesy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qi Zizhen thanked En and stood up. His hands naturally fell to his sides, his fingertips were slightly curled up in his cuffs, his back was straightened and his eyelashes lowered. Elegant and proud.

Emperor Hongchu seemed very satisfied with his behavior, and said to the prime minister with a smile: "Yes, he is a child with both talent and appearance. Qi Aiqing really gave birth to a good son."

The prime minister hurriedly responded: "Your Majesty's absurd praise, Gouzi lives in a secluded place and has little talent and learning, so I don't deserve your majesty's words."

Qi Zizhen still had a fever, and listened to the conversation between Emperor Hongchu and the Prime Minister's father without any reaction, and took advantage of this gap to quietly clenched his fingertips in an attempt to dispel some dizziness.

In order to distract his attention, he refocused his eyes on the group of big figures in front, and inadvertently happened to meet Song Yaoxu's worried expression.

Qi Zizhen didn't know why Song Yaoxu appeared here, and he didn't think that this useless prince could affect the result, so he quickly shifted his gaze to Guanwang who was at the side.

On the outside, Guan Wang is generous, benevolent, loyal and assisting in the management of the government. Seeing Qi Zizhen looking at him, he nodded and smiled at him, as if he was an elder comforting a child. He looked very kind and kind.

Qi Zizhen nodded politely in response, his expression remained indifferent.

The Emperor Hongchu and the Prime Minister at the other end were almost polite, and finally remembered today's business, and said to Qi Zizhen: "I heard that Mr. Qi has a superb zither, I wonder if I can open my eyes today?"

"Thanks to Your Majesty's love." Qi Zizhen replied, and there was no more text.

According to etiquette, at this time he should start playing after the last sentence "showing ugliness", but he hesitated when he spoke.

The imperial study room is no better than his shabby hut, with sufficient heating. Playing the stone qin with an injury at such a time will be very painful.

but……

Qi Zizhen raised his eyelids to look at Emperor Hongchu's excited appearance, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, ready to answer.

At this moment, Song Yaoxu, who was originally standing behind Emperor Hongchu, took a step forward with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Father, can you wait a moment and listen to my son?"