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He Zichen didn't stay for long, and was called away by other things. He Qianxiao finally waited for the big Buddha to leave, and heaved a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the night, when He Zichen finished his work and came back, He Qianxiao had already fallen asleep.

Looking at the dark window, He Zichen remained silent for a long time.

The subordinate beside him said: "Your Highness, please forgive me for talking too much."

He Zichen said calmly: "Since you know you are talkative, then don't say anything."

Subordinate: "..."

He is just curious, what is he doing here without sleeping in the middle of the night blowing cold wind?

Fortunately, He Zichen didn't look at it for a long time, then turned and left.

And tonight, besides He Zichen, Yan Gui was the one who couldn't sleep peacefully.

It was already dark, and the cold wind was biting. He stood in the wind, holding a sword in his hand. He danced the sword, making a sound in the air, as if it could split the air.

Today's vigil is the two soldiers he brought out from the army.

The two gathered their heads together, and one of them said in a low voice: "What's wrong with the general? I've never seen him dance a sword in the middle of the night."

"It's not just the sword dancing in the middle of the night, the general has never used a sword before, right?"

"You came late, you don't know," the man lowered his voice, "The general knows everything about swords, spears, swords and halberds, and he often practices in the mansion, but most of them are when he wakes up in the morning, as usual, when the general goes to bed early Ripe."

"That is how the matter?"

"Hey, don't just fall in love with some girl. The general is crowned this year, and there is not even a single room in the mansion. His heart is too hot, and it is difficult to fall asleep because of impetuousness."

Yan Gui put away his sword and glanced in the direction of the two of them, "Someday you will cause trouble because of this mouth, and it's okay if I don't help."

The two quickly pleaded guilty.

Yan Gui waved his hand, casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes drifted towards He Qianxiao's residence.

In the vast night, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he seemed to be able to see He Qianxiao's face through the nothingness.

Are you overwhelmed?

There are.

But not for a little girl, but for a noble person.

Of course, if he doesn't like it, no matter how noble his status is, it's useless to give it to him, but if he likes it, no matter how noble that person's status is, it's not an obstacle to him.

He just likes himself, not sure yet.

Some time ago, he felt that he didn't like it, but when that person was tied up, he was the one who was most anxious.

After three days of sleepless nights, I finally found it.

Do you like this?

If he really likes it, He Qianxiao has so many people staring at him, it would be a headache to deal with it.

For the time being, he felt that He Qianxiao wasn't enough to give him such a headache.

"General," the night watchman came up to him, "It's only a few hours before dawn, and you have to accompany the Crown Prince to patrol the streets tomorrow, so let's take a rest."

Yan Gui nodded, then raised his hand and threw the sword to his subordinates.

In the middle of the night, in the general's residence, the candlelight was finally extinguished.

The next day, before He Qianxiao woke up, Yuan Yuan woke him up, saying that the crown prince had ordered him to patrol the streets.

Originally patrolling the streets was the job of the yamen servants, and I don't know what the prince got interested in, so I had to go by myself.

Not only was he going by himself, but He Qianxiao was also called.

He Qianxiao didn't have a problem with what he did, but if he was pulled, then he would have a problem.

Without opening his eyes, he lazily said, "No."

Yuan Yuan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "Your Highness, if you don't go, His Royal Highness will be angry."

He Qianxiao knew it too, but he really didn't want to get up.

Just when he closed his eyes and pretended not to hear, the wooden door creaked, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

He Qianxiao sighed: "I said I won't go, I won't go, the prince will get angry when he is angry, and I won't go when he is angry!"

"Really?" He Zichen's voice rang in his ears.

He Qianxiao was taken aback, quickly opened his eyes, and said in panic, "Why didn't you say anything when you came in?"

"If I speak out, how can I hear the wonderful words of the sixth younger brother?" He Zichen leaned over, "The sixth younger brother has really become more courageous recently."

He Qianxiao half sat up and found that Yan Gui was also standing behind He Zichen.

His clothes were disheveled, his face was unwashed, and he suddenly felt at a loss.

Before he could speak to chase people away, He Zichen stretched out his hands, and the cold hands were directly pressed against He Qianxiao's face, which made him tremble.

Absolutely on purpose!

"You are sick..." He Qianxiao almost screamed, shook off He Zichen's hand, met He Zichen's calm eyes, and hurriedly changed his words, "Brother Huang is really interested."

Playful interest.

He Zichen stopped teasing him and straightened up, "Okay, I will wait for you outside the door, and I will give you a moment to dress and wash."

Then he really walked out the door.

When he passed by Yan Gui, Yan Gui looked at He Zichen's hand touching He Qianxiao's cheek.

His eyes gradually darkened, and at this moment, He Zichen seemed to spread his hands towards him on purpose, so that he could see more clearly.

Yan returned to her senses and lowered her eyes.

By the time He Qianxiao got dressed and went out, two incense sticks had passed.

He admitted he was vengeful.

The strange thing is that He Zichen didn't bother with him, he stood tall beside the carriage, his nose was a little red from the cold.

And Yan Gui, leaning on the wheels of the carriage, also looked ready to go.

He Qianxiao is not Yangou, but he has to admit that they are really good-looking.

He Zichen is handsome, his face is slightly clearer than Gu Yueqin's, but softer than Yan Gui's.

Yan Gui is full of youthful vigor, between youthful and mature, with a masculine feeling, but not so masculine, bright and tough.

It's a pity that it wasn't He Qianxiao's fault.

In the later period, there is a high probability that they will all like the protagonist Hua Mingcheng, but they don't know where Hua Mingcheng is at this time. They haven't seen Hua Mingcheng since he came back.

He Qianxiao felt that his recent ambition had been overwhelmed by his salty fish.

He is determined to live until half a year later, and he doesn't even care about the protagonist, it's really impossible.

The best thing is to try to keep watching Hua Mingcheng, so that when I return to Beijing, I can know the progress of the plot at any time.

Regarding He Qianxiao's late arrival, He Zichen didn't bother with him, but just said: "Get in the car."

He Qianxiao was slightly surprised.

Not only that, He Zichen planned to help him up.

He Qianxiao held a suspicious attitude, a little afraid to put his hand on He Zichen's, for fear that he would turn his back on him in the next second and throw him off the carriage.

Fortunately, Yan Gui was by his side and handed a stool at his feet.

He Qianxiao ignored He Zichen's hand, coughed lightly, and got into the carriage by herself.

He Zichen withdrew his hand, and before getting into the car, he glanced back at Yan Gui.

The stool has been put away by the servants, Yan Gui cupped his hands and said: "I will accompany you, I will wait by the side, if you have any orders from your Highnesses, just call me."

"General Yan," He Zichen said, "Thinking of the years when you made military achievements, the pile of gifts in the mansion almost couldn't fit. In the end, you ordered your subordinates to return them all, and gave all the unnecessary ones to the emperor. It failed to enter the eyes of the general."

Yan Gui said: "Your Highness, don't blame me, the humble minister is just afraid that the tree will attract the wind."

"Really?" He Zichen smiled, "In the past, I didn't know that the general would be so respectful and obedient today."

Yan Gui: "Life is long, who can think of their own tomorrow?"

A stern look flashed in He Zichen's eyes.

He Qianxiao's voice came from inside the carriage: "Brother Huang, what are you talking about with General Yan? If you don't leave, I'm afraid the people's market will be scattered."

He heard the prince and Yan Gui talking, and the tone was not pleasant, so he made a sound to help Yan Gui save the scene.

He Zichen originally had something to say, but when he heard the voice of "Brother Huang", his mind instantly cleared up.

He looked at Yan Gui, but Yan Gui still didn't intend to bow his head to him.

——What is he doing?

If He Qianxiao really likes men, it's not that Yan Gui is unworthy of him, if it's not that he is afraid of Yan Gui's dominance and arousing the embarrassment of the emperor, marrying a princess is more than enough.

He Qianxiao is his younger brother!

His younger brother's getting a good match is what he should care about, but he went to fight with his younger brother's admirer?

He Zichen slowly absorbed, but he still didn't like Yangui, but in the end he didn't make things difficult for him, and got into the carriage.

Just still upset.

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感谢在2021-12-2423:10:23~2021-12-2522:40:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Munan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!