Tanhualang

The carriage arrived outside Shen Jing's small courtyard, Shen Jing got up and straightened her clothes, pursed her red lips, and said goodbye to Zhao Heng: "I'm here. Your Highness, please return home early."

Zhao Heng got up half way, then sat back down again when he heard the words, looked at Shen Jing, and asked with a smile: "Would you please go in and sit alone?"

Shen Jing said softly: "Your Highness always comes to my place, if someone sees it, I'm afraid there will be something to say."

He looked at Zhao Heng's displeased face, walked back to Zhao Heng, hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Heng's hand, and said in a low voice: "...Your Highness said that what you want is a long time. Why bother to fight for this?" Day and night?"

Pleased by Shen Jing's words, Zhao Heng squeezed his hand and let it go: "I'll listen to you. Go."

Back in the yard, Xiao Meng had already prepared the meal.Seeing Shen Jing coming back, she smiled while laying out the bowls and chopsticks: "Mr. came back late today."

"Well. Something is delayed." Shen Jing washed her hands and sat down, and ate with Xiao Meng. Seeing that Xiao Meng was packing up the dishes and going to wash, Wen Sheng stopped him, "Don't be busy yet. You sit down , I have a few words to say."

Xiao Meng sat down at the table, saw that Shen Jing was still deliberating and hesitating, raised his head and asked Ai Ai: "Sir... do you want to tell me... about your Highness?"

Shen Jing froze for a moment, avoided his gaze, and nodded awkwardly: "...that's exactly what happened."

"Don't worry, sir. I know the good and the bad." Xiao Meng whispered, "I will be careful and never talk nonsense."

He paused, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Between men... I used to see this kind of thing a lot in the troupe... If you didn't save me that day, I'm afraid I—"

When he said this, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly raised his head to explain: "I'm not comparing Mr. and I... Mr. and Your Highness are in love with each other, and they are definitely not like me——"

Shen Jing smiled and stopped him: "I understand what you mean, so there is no need to explain. This matter is indeed unusual. It is related to His Highness's reputation. You must keep your mouth shut. You shouldn't say a word, and you can't say a word."

The next day happened to be a holiday.

Shen Jing got up early in the morning and took a shower to get rid of the night's sweat, and then got busy in the study while wearing her hair.

Xiaoyou arrived in a short time.

Shen Jing tidied up a bit and invited him into the study, and asked Xiao Meng to boil water and make tea.Seeing him busy for a long time before sitting down, Xiao You said with a smile: "It's such a hot day, don't be too busy. I'm sweating all over after being so busy."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but laughed narrowly and said: "If Your Highness knows that you are busy serving me, you should feel distressed again."

Shen Jing was pouring tea for him. Hearing this, she glared at him, pulled the tea bowl back, and said angrily, "Then, Steward Qian, don't drink it. It's a pity that I lost my good tea."

"Hey! It's all poured, wouldn't it be a pity not to drink it?" Xiaoyou snatched the tea, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "What I said is true. Your Highness lay down before going to bed last night, Suddenly, he said, "I don't know if Miao An can bear such a hot day?"

Shen Jing listened, lowered her eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Speaking of which, I didn't tell you about this matter yesterday morning... I really don't know how to say it."

After hearing this, Xiao You smiled: "You don't have to worry about me thinking too much. I don't have anything to think about. As long as His Highness is happy, I will be happy too. But it's normal for you to be uneasy. After all, it's not a trivial matter. Seriously, I just found out that my heart was also up and down... But thinking about it, it's been so many years, and I haven't seen His Highness so happy. I was eating last night, and I didn't know what to think of, so I suddenly laughed to myself. "

He paused and sighed: "Your Highness, these years have been very difficult. He has been running around fighting wars, in the wind and rain. I will have to trouble you in the future, so I feel sorry for him."

Shen Jing listened, and then sighed softly: "If you can have a good day, let it be counted as a day."

After speaking, he smiled and said, "I won't talk about that. What are your orders?"

"How dare I tell you? I'm here to invite you." Xiao You said with a smile, "Your Highness asked me to come pick you up, and said that you have lost weight recently, and you should have some good supplements."

Shen Jing held his forehead speechlessly: "...It sounds like I can't afford to eat."

Xiao You said with a smile: "With your little salary, you still need to support Xiaomeng and go out to socialize. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few Zhuangzi in the old family for the capital, I'm not telling you, I'm afraid you really can't afford meat."

Shen Jing listened and got up and said: "Then wait a moment. When I finish drawing this fan, I will take it with me."

After speaking, he got up and sat down in front of the desk.

Xiao You put down the tea bowl, got up and walked over, saw Shen Jing dipped his pen in the ink, and it turned out that he had drawn another fan: "Tsk tsk, this one is better than the one given to me!—Is it for His Highness?"

"Yeah. Last night, it's almost done. There's only one last bit left, you wait a moment." While drawing, he explained, "I saw His Highness yesterday, and he used the old fan from last year. It came loose. It happened that there was still an empty fan left, so I drew a picture after thinking about it.”

Xiao You asked: "The old fan you are talking about, is it the one you gave His Highness last year for his birthday?"

Nodding quietly: "Yes."

After hearing this, Xiao You giggled: "Do you know how that bone is loose?"

Shen Jing was taken aback, put down the pen, and looked back at Xiaoyou: "Isn't it old? What else can I say?"

Xiao You knocked on the fan on the table: "Draw it first, and I'll talk about it when I'm done."

Shen Jing calmed down, took two moments to finish the painting, and hung the fan under the window to dry, then returned to the table, sat down and said with a smile: "What's the reason? Tell me."

"There's a lot of reasons here." Xiaoyou laughed before he could speak, and then lowered his voice after laughing for a while, "Don't tell His Highness what I said. That day when Xi Wei moved house, you and His Highness quarreled, Your Highness I couldn't help you, so I went back to the mansion to vent my anger with my things. With a sullen face, I took all the things related to you: fans, chess records, letters, and a fan pendant, all from the study room, throwing and throwing them all. Throw it out."

Shen Jing: "..."

Xiao You chuckled a few times, and then held back a laugh: "He also told me to roll those things up and burn them. Fortunately, I was careful and didn't really burn them, or I wouldn't have burned them." You know how to blame me later. I packed everything up and hid it in the house you used to live in."

Shen Jing: "..."

Xiao You smiled: "It turned out that after three or two days, my anger subsided a bit, so I called me over, and asked me with a sly face and asked me if those things were burnt. I’m going back—and I’ve been rewarded with half a year’s salary, haha, speaking of which, I’ve borrowed your money.”

Shen Jing: "..."

Xiao You smiled and sighed: "Why don't you think that according to His Royal Highness's temper that is always consistent, how could I have the courage to call you quietly when I got sick? Seriously, I have never seen His Highness do this before, not like him old-fashioned way."

The two chatted and laughed a few words before riding the carriage to the palace again.

Zhao Heng was waiting in the study, and when he saw Shen Jing entered the door, he smiled and stood up to greet him: "Why did it take you so long to arrive?"

Shen Jing wanted to salute, but was pulled into his arms by Zhao Heng: "You are the only one with more rules."

"Your Highness—"

Zhao Heng closed the door smoothly, leaned close to Shen Jing's ear, and whispered with a smile: "If you talk too much, Gu will kiss you."

"..."

Seeing that Shen Jing hesitated to speak, Zhao Heng hooked his waist, smiled and lowered his head to cover his thin lips and kissed him for a long time before raising his head.

Shen Jing gasped slightly after being kissed, her face was burning, she gently pushed Zhao Heng away, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness is so dishonest..."

Zhao Heng smiled and said: "This is punishment for you, just now I slandered Gu Mian. Do you recognize it?"

"..." Shen Jing blushed and said with a helpless smile, "Your Highness really wants to commit a crime, so there is nothing to worry about."

After speaking, he took out the fan he just painted from his sleeve: "This... is for His Highness."

Zhao Heng took it and opened it to have a look, and immediately smiled: "Gu likes it very much. But it's a timely help, and one is missing."

Shen Jing smiled and said: "Yesterday I saw that the fan bone His Highness used was loose, so I drew a picture and brought it here. If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, then use it."

"Disgusted?" Zhao Heng turned around and took the old fan, opened it and slapped Shen Jing a few times, and said with a smile, "Do you know that when you put this word out, it's more face for the orphan? It's not about boasting alone. That’s right, it’s better than anything he’s ever seen before. Even the emperor’s elder brother praised it when he saw it.

While talking, he opened two fans and spread them on the desk, compared the two fans, then looked back at Shen Jing with sharp eyes: "Why is there no inscription on this new fan?"

Shen Jing pursed her lips, thought for a while, and said carefully: "...I have a few words that I want to say to Your Highness."

Before he could speak, Zhao Heng snorted softly, already showing displeasure.

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Shen Jing sort of felt where his Nilin was, and also knew how to touch it smoothly, so he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Heng's hand, and coaxed in a soft voice:

"Your Highness is so wise and sensitive, so he must have known what I'm going to say. No matter what, Your Highness and I should act more cautiously. If the matter spreads, His Highness is in the court, and others will inevitably comment. Even if His Highness is not afraid of others You have to think about me too. Although I am only a seventh-rank official, I am in an important position. If someone criticizes me, I don't even have a position to defend myself. I'm afraid I'm just causing trouble for Your Highness."

Seeing that Zhao Heng was silent, Shen Jing held his hand with both hands, persuading him in a soft voice: "You are talking about it, it will be destroyed. The heights are extremely cold. Your Highness should know these things better than me. It can be avoided. Trouble, why don't you pay attention and avoid passing by? Your Highness also said that you want to be with me for a long time. Act cautiously, and you can sail for thousands of years. In this way, Your Highness can explain the past to the Holy Majesty and I to the official office. Both People are so long-lived. Your Highness thinks, is this the truth?"

Although Zhao Heng was displeased, he also knew that Shen Jing's words were polite, sighed, and took Shen Jing's hand back: "Obviously I have no family, you are unmarried and I am unmarried. Now it seems to be stealing incense and jade. "

Shen Jing smiled, held Zhao Heng's hand tightly, and said with a smile: "If it's really stealing fragrance and jade, wouldn't it be that I'm taking advantage of the sky? The world is unparalleled, but let me, an unknown person, accidentally steal it. Do I have to burn incense for fun, kill chickens and sheep, and reward the gods in the sky?"

Shen Jing has always been quiet and reticent, and rarely praises others so bluntly.No matter how stable Zhao Heng was on weekdays, he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth curled up when his sweetheart praised him like this.

Seeing him laughing, Shen Jing was relieved, and smiled helplessly.

Zhao Heng held his hand back, but then picked on him: "What do you mean by this wry smile? Could it be that what you say is good, but in your heart you dislike Gu, a piece of rotten wood that is hard to carve?"

Shen Jing pursed her lips: "...Your Highness first forgive me for my innocence before I dare to speak."

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows: "Forgive your innocence. Tell me."

Shen Jing glanced at him, suddenly raised his hand and pinched Zhao Heng's thin cheeks, and sighed in a low voice with a smile: "I laugh at myself, like a poor scholar who married a rich and noble lady back home. I have to pay for it Coaxing, I am afraid that Madam will be unhappy in the slightest, so I ran back to my mother's house in anger."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and his smile became a little dangerous.

Shen Jing coughed and reminded: "Cough. Your Highness agreed first, so don't blame me—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Heng held his face, bit his lip hard, and sucked kisses for a while, his thin lips were slightly swollen and red from being bitten, Shen Jing supported Zhao Heng's arm and panted lightly, tears were almost forced Out.

Zhao Heng licked the tears at the corners of his eyes with the tip of his tongue, leaned into Shen Jing's ear and chuckled: "My husband likes the metaphor of Miao'an very much, so I made this reward, madam, are you satisfied?"