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"No." He just felt a little uncomfortable, after all, he would think of Long Ze when he saw this mortal's face, and then he would inevitably think of that night... How could it not be awkward or embarrassing.

Fortunately, the mortal didn't seem to remember the absurdity of that night, nor did he recognize him.

Little Zhuzi asked again: "No?"

Jun Qingyan's expression did not change, and he asked, "Is there?"

"Father said there is no, so there is no!"

After being silent for a while, Jun asked softly, "Little Zhuzi likes him very much?"

"Uncle? I like it! Uncle knows everything, so amazing!" Why can't such a powerful uncle grow bamboo?

Xiao Zhuzi was dejected, "Father, uncle is not mother, where is Xiao Zhuzi's mother?"

Why can't I escape this topic after going around for a while, Jun sighed softly, "Didn't I tell you? When you grow up, mother will come back."

In order to avoid this kind of common-sense mistake of mistaking an uncle for a mother in the future, it is better to send Xiao Zhuzi to the school as soon as possible.

"Ah... Mother can't come back early? The little bamboos are so tall!"

Jun Qingyan looked at the little bamboo that was not as tall as his waist, and compared it, "Look, you are only this tall, and you are too small. At least you have to grow this tall, and mother will come back."

"Oh! That's it!" Little Zhuzi jumped up, "Don't worry, Dad, Little Zhuzi will work hard to grow taller."

"Hey, didn't you say you were sleepy? Go to sleep!"

Jun Qingyan sent the little bamboo back to the house, and immediately a maid stepped forward to wash it up.

Little Zhuzi was lying on the bed, crawling around like a caterpillar, "Father, I can't sleep anymore."

On the other side of the small bed, the dark circles under his eyes were more honest. After the maid washed him with incense and dried his hair, he lay on the bed and whimpered and dreamed of Duke Zhou after a while.

Jun Qingyan bent down and covered the parted quilt again, "You can count the stars and fall asleep in a while."

"These days my uncle will tell me bedtime stories."

"Bedtime story?" How do you say this?Why does it feel like he has only been away from home for a few days, and Xiao Zhuzi has become a lot more delicate and difficult to carry.What kind of bedtime story do you need to listen to after sleeping? Where can he tell it?

As soon as Xiao Zhuzi heard his tone, he knew that his father would definitely not be able to tell bedtime stories. "Father, please play the flute for me. It's been a long time since I heard Dad play the flute."

Jun Qingyan pulled out the bamboo flute at his waist, and after a while, the melodious and ethereal sound of the flute sounded in the room.

The two maids guarding the door all looked idiotic, and suddenly one of the maids stood up straight and was about to salute, "My lord, my lord..."

Shang Yuanze quickly made a silence gesture, the two maids saluted silently, and then quietly retreated.

After Jun Qingyan coaxed Xiao Zhuzi to sleep, he blew out the lights and went out, closing the door behind him.

"My lord?"

"I'm here to see Yu Zhu. Has he, uh... slept?" Shang Yuanze explained with some stuttering, and then added, "I... just arrived too."

Jun Qingyan lowered his eyelids, "Thank you, my lord, for your concern, I'm already asleep."

"Why is Qingyan always so polite?" Shang Yuanze was very depressed. It was the first time he had closed his eyes and wanted to make friends when he was so old, but the other party seemed, it seemed... because of his status, he didn't like to see him very much. he.

"My lord is worrying too much."

"Is it because of... the identity of the king, the prince?"

"My lord, the proud son of heaven, the next commoner, is not from the same world."

Shang Yuanze shook his head slightly, "I always feel that you shouldn't be the kind of person who cares about status?" Just like at this time, he called the prince one after another, but he didn't feel awe or fear.

Jun Qingyan wanted to roll his eyes, "Does the lord know you well?"

Shang Yuanze suddenly leaned forward and asked, "Have we...really never seen each other?"

Jun Qingyan's heart beat fast for a moment, the bamboo flute in his hand tightened, and he stepped back a little to open the distance.

Maybe he also realized that the action just now was a bit rude, Shang Yuanze stood up straight and continued with what he said just now: "I always feel that we have met before." But just can't remember where?

"I haven't seen it before." Jun Qingyan thinks that when Xiao Zhuzi wakes up tomorrow, it's better to leave early in the morning.

"Are you sure?" Shang Yuanze didn't quite believe it. This sudden feeling was really strange. He obviously felt familiar but couldn't remember it, so he subconsciously moved closer and smelled a scent of fragrance at the tip of his nose. Elegant, fresh and pleasant.

Pushing his back against the door, Jun lightly placed the bamboo flute between the two, "My lord, respect yourself!"

Shang Yuanze glanced at it, and said with a teasing smile: "Speaking lightly...does this king look like a disciple?"

What is it like?Originally, just talk when you talk, what are you doing so close?

Shang Yuanze laughed softly, "Ahem... Actually, I didn't think much about it at first, but it's hard for me not to think about your defensive eyes lightly." If it were a man and a woman, they would look like one A scene in which Deng Tuzi persecutes a woman from a good family.

Jun whispered and pursed his lips, and with a little strength in his hands, he used the bamboo flute to push people away.

Shang Yuanze suddenly felt a strong force coming from his chest, and he involuntarily backed away, with a surprised expression on his face, "You know martial arts?"

The bamboo flute twirled around in his hand, but Jun Qingyan didn't deny it, "Of course I know a little bit."

"Speaking lightly of your...a little bit of this? It's open to discussion?" To force him back, this martial art is not weak!Really can't see it?It seems that people really can't be judged by their appearances, and Qingyan looks like a weak and weak gentleman, but he has not weak martial arts.

Jun Qingyan just rolled his eyes this time, "Is the prince free?"

"It's okay!" Shang Yuanze nodded in agreement, and then said: "The flute in Qingyan's hand, does it look familiar?" Seems like it's been seen somewhere?

Jun Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, and then put the bamboo flute behind his back, "There are similarities in people, and similarities in things. Perhaps it is not surprising that the prince has seen a flute similar to this one somewhere."

"When you say that, I seem to remember... I have seen such a flute somewhere." He said why this flute looked familiar. It turned out that the flute that Liang Xin found in the wooden house was the same as the flute in front of him. ,look alike.

Thinking of the flute, and then thinking of what happened five years ago, Shang Yuanze's face darkened in an instant. Five years ago, the blood gu on his body was conspired to attack early, and his heart was so painful that he was unconscious, and his consciousness was blurred for a few times Later, when the dark guard found him, he was lying on the same bed with a strange woman.

The woman cried and said that her innocence was flawed. Although Shang Yuanze didn't remember the specific process, the marks on his body couldn't be faked. There were multiple bite wounds on his shoulders and chest.

You can't be irresponsible if you occupy someone else's girl's body, right?

After Shang Yuanze asked the woman's wishes, he brought the woman back to the palace, and then took her whole family to the capital, which was regarded as compensation.

Jun Qingyan was not surprised. His bamboo flute was thrown in that hut at the beginning, and it was normal for it to be picked up. He glanced at the person with a bad look, and quietly turned and left.

Waiting for Shang Yuanze to recover from his memories, huh?What about people?

After I came out, I searched around but didn't see anyone, and caught a glimpse of the maid who was watching the night outside, "Did you see Mr. Jun?"

"Go back to the prince, Mr. Jun went to the bamboo forest."

What are you doing so fast?Not knowing to wait for him, Shang Yuanze quickened his pace towards the bamboo forest, but the bamboo looked at one piece after another, but there were no figures... no.

Didn't it mean that people are coming to the bamboo forest?What about people?

"Speak lightly... lightly speak..."

The only responses to him were the wind in the bamboo forest and his own footsteps. After wandering around, Shang Yuanze still didn't see anyone, so Shang Yuanze had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Above the bamboo grove, Jun Qingyan stood on a green bamboo in the air, and flew down after watching people go.

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Hua Zhi looked at the people who were walking over, and hurriedly saluted, "My lord!"

Shang Yuanze stopped and stood there with no expression on his face.

Huazhi's heart skipped a beat, and her whole body suddenly felt like her scalp was numb and panicked, "My lord, but... is there something wrong?"

"This king...is he good looking and unpopular?"

Huazhi was obviously stunned for a moment, "My lord, why did you say that? Your lord's face is as beautiful as a crown of jade, and there is no noble lady in the boudoir of the Great Shang Dynasty who is eagerly looking forward to becoming the concubine of Chen Wang."

In fact, let's not talk about those high-ranking ladies, those maids in the Prince Chen's mansion, which one of them didn't have any other thoughts when they saw the prince.

That is to say, their princes are too...absolutely!For those women who throw themselves into their arms, they are always incomprehensible to the point of vomiting blood to death, forcibly cutting off their own peach blossom road.

"Isn't this what the king asked?"

Huazhi: If it's not this, which one is that?

"Forget it..." Shang Yuanze waved his hand, feeling that this subordinate didn't understand what he meant at all.

Hua Zhijiu: My lord, what are you talking about? Forget it, what do you mean?

Shaking his head, Liang Xin came out from the dark place and asked, "My lord, is it because of Mr. Jun?"

Shang Yuanze's expression moved when he heard the words, and the flower branches beside him gave a thumbs up secretly. Liang Xin was able to guess what the prince said without thinking, it's amazing!

"Young Master Jun, Young Master Jun's father? What's wrong with him?" By the way, didn't the prince go to the next yard to see Young Master Jun?

Liang Xin lowered his head and asked, "My lord, do you need your subordinates to check?"

I couldn't hear Hua Zhi's question, but Shang Yuanze directly denied Liang Xin's question, "No need."

Hua Zhi, who finally understood something, said, "Young Master Jun's father, what's the problem? Wang, lord..." Did he say something wrong?

"Huazhi...are you free?"

"Subordinate, you just guessed randomly according to Liang Xin's words, there is no other meaning?"

Shang Yuanze said in a deep voice: "Since we know it's a random guess, there's no need to say it to provoke criticism."

Huazhi:?

Looking at the back of the prince who disappeared, Hua Zhi was very puzzled, "What do you mean by the prince? I just casually said that there is something wrong with the young master's father?" The prince immediately changed his face and warned him not to talk nonsense, " By the way, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"My lord seems to value that gentleman very much, so I wondered if I should check it out?" He was the lord's secret guard, so he knew about the lord's search for someone in the bamboo grove just now.

The prince thinks highly of Young Master Jun's father?what does it mean?I wanted to ask again but found that Liang Xin had already disappeared in the dark.

If you don't say it, don't say it, he still doesn't want to know?