There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

As soon as Ye Zhaoling returned to the East Palace, she brought her computer into the study.

The city gate on Rong Zheng's side caught fire, which brought disaster to his innocent pond fish. The comments on the social accounts of everyone in Lingjing Media were unsightly, and even the rumor-making posts in the gossip forums could not be deleted.

After the incident, Rong Zheng did not come forward to respond, let alone apologize.The angry people couldn't wait for the prince's statement, so they turned their finger on him, a persimmon that looked relatively easy to pinch.

Ye Zhaoling looked at the screen full of genital excrement and fart, with a very open mind.Since I chose to put myself in the spotlight from the beginning, it is inevitable to be scolded, and I get used to being scolded and scolded.

The problem is that many brands sense that the trend is wrong and unilaterally stop cooperation, which really annoys him a bit.After all, Ye Zhaoling's principle of dealing with things is: You can scold me, but don't affect my money.

The mailbox was filled with the "Notification Letter of Cessation of Cooperation" from the brand side. As soon as Ye Zhaoling opened the attachment, there was a little noise outside the door.He turned around, just in time to see Rong Zheng pushing the door and walking in.

Seeing Rong Zheng at this time, Ye Zhaoling was also a little surprised: "I heard from Yan Tian that you won't be back until very late today."

In fact, it's not just tonight, for the past few days, Rong Zheng has been able to return to the palace almost every night in the early hours of the morning, and hastily left the house before dawn the next day.After careful calculation, the two hadn't seen each other for nearly a week.

"The original plan was like this." Rong Zheng closed the door behind his back and walked towards Ye Zhaoling: "Today's work ended early, so I came back early."

Rong Zheng's words were not quite accurate. He sacrificed the only rest time and packed his schedule so that he was able to come back from get off work before ten o'clock tonight.

Ye Zhaoling pulled out the pillow behind her and threw it on the opposite chair, signaling Rong Zheng to sit down first.Seeing that Rong Zheng's expression was not very good-looking, he asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Rong Zheng came and sat down opposite Ye Zhaoling. What he wanted to say was "not hungry", but for some reason, when the words came to his lips, it became: "Not yet."

Ye Zhaoling has been in the palace for so long, and finally caught Yan Tian's fault, he gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "What is Yan Tian doing, he should be punished."

Rong Zheng is not in the palace these days, Ye Zhaoling's life is simple, and he has no habit of keeping people around, so he sent all departments back to their homes early on.The small kitchen was already off work, and the group of attendants who were from prestigious schools at home and abroad outside the door could not be counted on.

Ye Zhaoling thought for a moment, then said to Rong Zheng, "Just wait."

After speaking, he got up and walked out.

Seeing Ye Zhaoling's posture, Rong Zheng thought it was raining red from the sky and the sun was setting in the east. Ye Zhaoling realized this because of his conscience and planned to wash his hands and make soup himself.Unexpectedly, less than 5 minutes later, he came back with a water bottle and a colorfully packed square box.

Until Ye Zhaoling approached, Rong Zheng didn't recognize what he was holding in his hand.In the spirit of being pragmatic and truth-seeking, Rong Zheng asked without shame: "What is this?"

"Selection for the next live broadcast." Ye Zhaoling swept his computer aside, put down the square box and kettle in his hand, and Rong Zheng saw the five big characters "self-heating small hot pot" printed on the box.

Ye Zhaoling noticed the look in Rong Zheng's eyes, and he unwrapped the package on his own, saying, "It's a bit shabby, but it's better than nothing."

Although Lingjing Media is facing the termination of contracts by big brands, there are also many small brands that need traffic and life to enter the market at low prices.Before the broadcast, it is natural to understand the product first. Today, Ye Zhaoling went through several security checks in order to bring these boxes of small hot pot back to the palace.

There are no precious ingredients, nor delicate tableware.Ye Zhaoling handed the plastic disposable chopsticks to Rong Zheng, and began to unpack the material package in front of him.

Rong Zheng watched Ye Zhaoling pour water into the heating pack intently, with an expression of indescribable curiosity on his face.

Ye Zhaoling glanced at Rong Zheng distractedly, and was instantly amused by his ignorant expression, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Rong Zheng stared at the rising white smoke, and shook his head very sincerely.

This can't be blamed for the prince's ungrounded life. After returning from studying abroad, dozens of people follow him every day, and he is particular about basic necessities of life.Self-heating hot pot is a convenience food that has only appeared in recent years. It is normal that the prince has never eaten it.

Seeing that Rong Zheng's reaction was interesting, Ye Zhaoling said deliberately mysteriously: "Keep your eyes open, something miraculous will happen in a while."

"You fooled the kids." Rong Zheng was not very flattering this time, he glanced at Ye Zhaoling, and put the lid on himself: "Isn't it just that calcium oxide releases heat when it meets water?"

Ye Zhaoling smiled and said, "It's not too stupid."

The lights in the study were dim, and a box of self-heating hot pot was placed on the desk of the best Huanghuali.Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling were sitting facing each other, and the small hot pot between them was bubbling steam.

The choking aroma of red pepper oil is constantly emerging from the small hole reserved on the lid, and in the high Dragon Tower and Phoenix Pavilion, there is a little more fireworks from the world.

While waiting for the hot pot to heat up, Rong Zheng recalled what happened a few days ago: "I heard that you caught the group who dropped the leaflets a few days ago?"

Speaking of this, Ye Zhaoling felt unhappy, staring at the white steam and said: "So what if you catch it, it turned out to be a waste of work."

On the day of the incident, Ye Zhaoling not only arrested the person himself, but also went to the police station to watch the interrogation.As a result, in the interrogation room, as soon as the masked man took off his mask, a group of uncles and aunts gathered together.

The people who hired them sneaked away as soon as they sent them to the roof. The old men and women were more confused than Ye Zhaoling in the police station.They don't know who the employer is, let alone what the purpose is, they only know how to do things with money.

Now the people who led the team ran away, they might not even get the money, and they made a big fuss in the police station in groups of three or four.

The grandpas and aunts started throwing tantrums, and even the police couldn't stand it. Not only did they not ask anything useful, they didn't even dare to fine them. After being criticized and educated, they were released in a hurry.Ye Zhaoling spent the whole afternoon working in the bureau, except for being caught by the old men and women "making decisions for the people", he got nothing.

After listening to Ye Zhaoling's vivid description, Rong Zheng buried his face behind the white mist and was so happy that he couldn't straighten up, causing Ye Zhaoling to roll his eyes.

After finally stopping his smile, Rong Zheng asked Ye Zhaoling, "Why didn't you ask me, did you ever do those stupid things mentioned in the 'suicide note'?"

"You can't." Ye Zhaoling turned over the plastic cover and took a look, seeing that it hadn't been fully heated, he put it on again: "Although you are not a good family, you have inherited your father's will, You'll do better than him."

"Aren't you curious why I didn't cooperate with the investigation?" Rong Zheng asked.

"What's so curious about this." Ye Zhaoling said: "All your decisions must have your reasons."

Ye Zhaoling said this very lightly, and it was hard to tell whether it was true or not, but Rong Zheng's heart still trembled.

He quickly put on a nonchalant expression and continued, "Maybe I'm just trying to consolidate my position for political purposes."

"Then I don't care about it." Ye Zhaoling lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, and said with a smile, "We ordinary people have shallow eyesight, so we don't understand the process, we only look at the result."

While the two were talking, the hot pot was heated up.Ye Zhaoling watched as Rong Zheng picked up a piece of lotus root that was covered in red oil and put it into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Zhaoling asked expectantly.

Rong Zheng savored the product seriously, and said a very pertinent sentence: "Not bad."

Ye Zhaoling had a flash of inspiration, and he used local materials and said: "Then when we broadcast live tomorrow, we can add a sentence, 'The crown prince can eat it.'"

"Just to remind you, it's illegal to pull the crown prince's banner without Gu's authorization." Rong Zheng skimmed off the chili oil, picked up a vegetarian ball and brought it to Ye Zhaoling's mouth, saying, "Try it yourself."

Ye Zhaoling leaned forward and took a bite of Rong Zheng's chopsticks very naturally.Rong Zheng retracted his chopsticks, and put the remaining half of the ball into his mouth.

In line with the principle of being responsible for the product, Ye Zhaoling said: "It doesn't seem to be tasty enough?"

Rong Zheng withdrew his gaze from Ye Zhaoling's red lips, and commented with a smile: "It's a lot."

A small instant hot pot, Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling chatted while eating, and it took half an hour before they bottomed out.Ye Zhaoling didn't want to bother others, so she went out to deal with the packing box by herself.

When he came back, Rong Zheng was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

Ye Zhaoling has heard about what happened to Rong Zheng recently, and it seems like he hasn't closed his eyes properly for too long.

The rare opportunity to rest naturally cannot let the prince make do on the sofa.Ye Zhaoling came to Rong Zheng, looked at him silently for a while, and then said softly: "Rong Zheng? Get up first, go back to the room and sleep again."

Rong Zheng's eyelashes trembled, but there was no other reaction. He wondered if he had listened to Ye Zhaoling's words.

Seeing that the prince didn't intend to get up and move, Ye Zhaoling planned to go out and find someone to come in for help, but just as he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist.

Rong Zheng still had his eyes closed, he half sat up, vacated a seat beside him, and pulled Ye Zhaoling to the sofa to sit down.

Ye Zhaoling originally thought that the crown prince had something important to discuss, but he didn't expect that as soon as he sat down on the sofa, Rong Zheng came sideways, lay down again, and pillowed his head on his lap without any politeness.

The weight on the legs reminded Ye Zhaoling that the gesture of the two was too intimate, and his first reaction was to push the prince's familiar head away.

Before he started, Ye Zhaoling heard Rong Zheng say in a low voice: "The handwriting on the suicide note is flawless, it was indeed written by Fu Yiwen. If you want to prove that the above content is false, you must first prove that the translation is not a suicide."

Rong Zheng's voice sounded a little downcast and a little tired.

In the past few days, both the police and the East Palace's Intelligence Bureau have analyzed the "suicide note" that everyone has in their hands, and no one has found any flaws.

"But now the whereabouts of Fu Gong's body is still unknown." Ye Zhaoling looked at Rong Zheng's pale face, and for a while, he didn't make up his mind. He pulled the blanket on the sofa and put it on Rong Zheng, and said, "I probably guessed that this matter has something to do with it." Who's involved."

The soft blanket covers the upper body, the body is warm, and the heart is also warm.Rong Zheng moved his neck, and found a more comfortable angle with his head on Ye Zhaoling's leg: "I also have a candidate in my heart."

Rong Zheng's enemies can't be counted on two hands, as long as he stays in this position for a day, the fierce fighting will not stop.The black hands behind the scenes can stay in the autumn to settle the accounts. The key now is how to resolve the current predicament.

"Don't worry, just put a long line to catch big fish."

Perhaps because the floor heating in the study was too hot, Ye Zhaoling felt a little tired, and didn't bother to worry about it too much.He dimmed the floor lamp beside the sofa, and said to Rong Zheng, "Stop talking, go to sleep."

"What about you?" Rong Zheng asked with his eyes wide open.

"I still have work to do." Ye Zhaoling stretched his arms, grabbed the computer he had put aside, and said, "Here with you for a while."

Tonight is Lezhi's night duty. At a quarter past three in the morning, she saw that the prince and Marquis Jingnan hadn't returned to their rooms for a long time, so she went into the study with Xia Xue to have a look.

When Le Zhi and Xia Xue pushed the door open, Ye Zhaoling and Rong Zheng were both asleep on the sofa.Two big men with a height of 1.8 meters are crowded on a sofa, which is obviously a bit crowded.

The pillow on the sofa was thrown by the window, and a corner of the blanket fell to the ground.Ye Zhaoling was sleeping sideways on the outer edge, her long legs bent with nowhere to rest.The prince was squeezed between the backrest and Ye Zhaoling, he hugged Ye Zhaoling's waist tightly from behind, and held most of his body in his arms.

"temple…"

After all, the sofa was too narrow, so I was afraid that I would be sore all over if I slept like this until dawn.Le Zhi was about to step forward to wake them up, but was stopped by Xia Xue.

"Shh-"

Xia Xue shook her head, turned off the only light left in the study, and walked out lightly with Le Zhi.

It's freezing outside the window, and tomorrow will usher in a new round of cold wave, as if as long as they cuddle up to each other like this, they won't be afraid of wind and frost.