I see how charming the emperor is

goo goo-

The white carrier pigeon flew across the sky, fluttered its wings, and landed steadily in front of Xiao Che.

The pigeon's legs were tied with yellow-brown ribbons, and the news came from Beimo.

To be precise, it was from Song Qingfeng.

Chu Yan reached out, wanting to take out the letter paper, but was bitten by the pigeon, "Hiss, do you still recognize the master of the pigeon in Tianji Pavilion?"

With red fingers, Chu Yan flicked his wrist, biting it quite painfully.

Just like his master!

I don't want anyone to touch it!

Xiao Che stretched out his hand, and the white dove obediently jumped to his fingertips, "Naturally."

The carrier pigeons in Tianji Pavilion are specially trained, and this one is specially used to contact Song Qingfeng.

The letter paper was unfolded, Xiao Che lowered his eyes and smiled.

Tracking for several years, hard work pays off.

Song Qingfeng found the trace of his adoptive father in Beimo.

Fulfilling a lifelong wish is worth celebrating.

But Xiao Che's appearance, in Chu Yan's eyes, was not so innocent.

"What is Archer looking at, so happy?"

Chu Yan leaned forward, wanting to find out, but Xiao Che blocked him with his sleeve.

Putting away the letter paper, Xiao Che's expression turned calm,

"Nothing, a letter from an old friend."

old friend?He didn't let him know where the old friend came from.

Could it be that Archer has a dog outside?

The more Chu Yan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he turned around.

Xiao Che looked puzzled, who is he angry with?

The small courtyard is quiet, with the sound of cicadas.

Other than that, there was only the sound of the teapot gurgling.

Chu Yan who turned around: Why didn't Archer come to coax me?

Forget it, what does he care about with a straight man of steel.

After finally convincing himself, Chu Yan turned his head away.

But he found that there was no one behind him.

What about Xiao Che?

He just has other dogs out there.

Xiao Che didn't have the time to be angry with Chu Yan.

Recently, the border is unstable, and people from Beimo appear in Shengjing again.

At this critical moment, he wanted to ensure Chu Yan's safety.

Looking down at the memorial, Xiao Che paused when he raised his pen.

Out of ink.

In the past, Chu Yan was by his side, studying ink and pouring tea.

He's not there, but I'm really not used to it.

Chu Yan opened the door of the palace and glanced at Xiao Che awkwardly.

Selfishly go up to grind for him.

Hmph, who made him so kind.

Xiao Shunzi: You may have misunderstood kindness.

Both perform their duties.

Chu Yan hung his head with a lonely expression.

Why didn't Archer come to coax him?

Has he really fallen out of favor?

"His Majesty."

Putting down the wolf hair, Xiao Che called Chu Yan in a low voice.

His eyes flickered for an instant, and Chu Yan raised his head abruptly, blinking his starry eyes.

He knew that Archer loved him the most and would not neglect him for so long.

"The ink is worn out."

Xiao Che glanced at the ink-soaked rice paper, feeling quite helpless.

Before Chu Yan could react, he was stunned in place.

puff-

Xiao Che chuckled lightly.

Chu Yan was stunned, much like the rabbit he raised in Zhu Xiafeng.

Glancing at his ink-stained palm, Chu Yan pouted, "Archer, you're making fun of me again."

Every time Archer gets angry, he will coax him patiently.

But Archer wouldn't coax him.

Angry.

Rubbing his head, the corners of Xiao Che's lips raised slightly,

"It's not a joke, it's because I think Ayan is cute."

A little cute, silly, like rua!

Chu Yan's eyes lit up even more fiercely.

Well, Archer praised him.

So happy!

Seeing his haze swept away, Xiao Che withdrew his palm.

"It's time to deal with politics."

Well, I still want to be touched by Archer.

Chu Yan's eyes darkened, and he looked at the memorial in his hand with hostility.

Archer's hands should touch his.

Then if he did something good, would Archer touch him again?

"I have already sent the Huben army to the border."

It only takes five or six days to arrive at Yumen Pass with light clothes.

Chu Yan blinked his eyes, looking like he was asking for praise.

It's just a matter of putting a wolf's tail behind it.

Xiao Che nodded with satisfaction in his eyes.

Your Majesty is getting better and better.

It seems that the day is not far away from his retirement.

"In this way, the urgency at Yumen Pass can be alleviated a little."

Also give them enough time to deal with it.

Thinking about the news sent by Tianji Pavilion, Xiao Che couldn't help reminding, "Beimo people appear in Shengjing again, Your Majesty should pay more attention."

At the time when the two countries are confronting each other, at this time, the people of Beimo will be punished.

Chu Yan didn't care.

There are countless hidden guards around him, could it be that they can really take advantage of their loopholes?

"With Archer by my side, I'm not afraid."

Xiao Che: ...

"Be careful with the ten-thousand-year ship. After all, you need to pay more attention."

Chu Yan nodded repeatedly.

It seems that he didn't take it to heart.

Fengqi Palace

Chu Yu clasped her fingertips tightly on the pillow, her eyes darkened,

"It's just a tutor, do you really think of yourself as a character?"

She dared not listen to her words.

"Perhaps Master Yao has gone too far."

Xianghe consoled in time.

In the previous dynasty, Yao Li was openly opposed to Xiao Che.

Xiao Che wants to reduce or exempt taxes, and Yao Li wants to increase taxes.

However, His Majesty always listened to Xiao Che's words the most, most of the policies implemented by Yao Li came to nothing.

Chu Yu loosened her fingertips, raised her eyes and smiled lightly,

"Then let Bengong invite you in person."

She couldn't wait, she wanted to see Xiao Che's distraught appearance.

It must be interesting!

If you let him know that what you are looking for is close in front of you.

What kind of expression will appear under this cold face?

Xianghe understood, bowed his head and said,

"Slaves, please go and send invitations."

When Xianghe turned around, Chu Yu seemed to have thought of something, and asked again, "How are the Zhang family's preparations going?"

Xianghe's figure trembled slightly, pressing against her beating heart,

"We can do it tonight."

The manpower has been arranged in the palace, only waiting for a suitable opportunity.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, do you really want to do it?"

Xiang He raised his head and met Chu Yu's fierce eyes, his voice trembled.

Seeing that she was terrified, Chu Yu covered her mouth and smiled lightly,

"Ah Xiang is worried about me, or about yourself?"

Xianghe suddenly knelt on the ground,

"The servant girl is worried about His Highness."

After all, regicide is a capital crime.

An accident happened to Chu Yu, and the entire Fengqi Temple was not spared.

Chu Yu got up slowly, and the peony gold silk red dress was winding at Xianghe's feet.

Leaning down, Chu Yu helped him up, and said Youlan, "Don't worry, even if something happens, His Majesty won't be able to find out who I am."

The person was found by the Zhang family, and the token for entering the palace was also given by the Zhang family.

What does all this have to do with her, Chu Yu?

Lifting Xianghe's chin, Chu Yu fell in love with her frightened look with tears in her eyes.

Just like when she brought Xianghe back to Fengqi Palace.

Uneasy, weak, can only depend on her to live.

Xianghe lowered her eyes, blinked her eyelashes lightly,

"Slave, slave girl, go down first and get ready."

Facing Chu Yu, she just wanted to escape.

Perhaps, the person who saved her from the fire and water had already changed his appearance.

Become, make her fear, fear.

Back in the bedroom, Xianghe's writing hand kept trembling.

Shi Ying took a plate of pastries, pushed the door open, and asked in surprise, "Sister Ah Xiang, what's wrong with her complexion so bad?"

Trotting over, Shi Ying put down the pastry in her hand.

Xianghe's lips turned white, and she shook her head,

"I'm fine, maybe I've caught the heat."

Holding his right wrist, Xianghe tried his best not to tremble.

"I'm going to ask my sister to see an imperial doctor."

Shi Ying was worried and got up.

This doesn't look like a heat stroke, it's obviously excessive fear.

Holding Shi Ying back, Xiang He pointed to the plate of pastries,

"I'm a little hungry and want to eat."

Sweets can soothe all her restlessness.

Tonight, Fengqi Palace will make some moves, and she can't hold back His Highness.

Shi Ying quickly brought the pastry, raised her eyes, and stared at Xiang He's reaction, "This pastry is made from crushed pomegranate flowers, sister, try it quickly."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Xianghe's mouth.

It turned out to be pomegranate flowers, no wonder they are so familiar.

Xianghe took a small sip, and the chewing movement stopped instantly.

"This taste..."

It was very similar to what she ate when she was in the cold palace.

"This, did you make this yourself?"

Xianghe looked excited and tugged on Shi Ying's sleeve.

Hiding the dark light in his eyes, Shi Ying pretended to be puzzled,

"I made this pastry, what's the problem?"

The hand holding Shi Ying's sleeve became tighter, Xiang He raised her eyes, "Did you ever go to the Leng Palace seven years ago?"

Shi Ying chuckled, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth,

"My sister was joking, I didn't enter the palace seven years ago."

The sweet and greasy melted on the tip of the tongue, but Shi Ying only felt bitter.

Now is not the time to recognize each other, just wait.

As long as Chu Yu falls, her Xianghe can return to her side.

Disappointed in Xiang He's eyes, she let go of her sleeves.

The method of making pastry is almost the same, perhaps, I think too much.

"I was abrupt."

Shi Ying was only around fifteen or sixteen, the age of just entering the palace.

It won't be hers.

Shi Ying caught her cold hand and held it in his palm,

"Sister looks disappointed?"

The warm touch came from the fingertips, Xianghe's heart felt warm,

"The taste of this pastry is very similar to what I ate when I was in the cold palace."

Shi Ying nodded knowingly, the corners of her mouth curved,

"No wonder my sister would ask such a question."

It turned out that she still remembered her.

After Xianghe finished using that piece of pastry, he felt much relieved.

She didn't want Shi Ying to be affected by Chu Yu's plan.

He raised his mouth inadvertently,

"It might rain tonight, the cicadas are buzzing, you should go to bed early."

Putting away the deep meaning in his eyes, Shi Ying said with a harmless smile,

"understood."

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door.

Xiang He opened it and saw that it was the little palace maid serving Chu Yu.

"Auntie, His Highness is looking for you."

Xianghe frowned and hurried to the main hall.

Feeling uneasy, Xianghe's footsteps became faster.

Chu Yu nestled on the imperial concubine's couch, her eyes fell on the two birds outside the window.

Tsk, it's really an eyesore.

Hearing footsteps, Chu Yu looked back,

"Is the post finished?"

Xianghe's forehead was hot and sweaty, but his heart felt cold,

"not yet."

If she didn't complete the task His Highness entrusted to her, it was her dereliction of duty.

Chu Yu got up, took out a brocade handkerchief, and wiped Xianghe's sweat, "That's just right, there's no need to write a post."

Carefully bearing Chu Yu's sympathy, Xiang He's heart trembled, "This servant knows."

Chu Yu seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his lips.

It's just that the smile doesn't reach the eyes.

"Guess what good news Wang Shihu brought to this palace."

Xianghe hastily lowered his head,

"Slave, I don't know."

Seeing that Xianghe's shoulders trembled slightly, Chu Yu didn't intend to tease her anymore.

Right now, there is another more interesting one waiting for her.

"Song Rong is still alive."

It's just hiding his name and running to Beimo.

No wonder she couldn't find any trace of him for so many years.

I really can hide.

Suddenly raising her eyes, Xiang He instantly understood what Chu Yu meant, "Your Highness wants to pass this news on to Xiao Che!"

Caressing her lips, Chu Yu smiled brightly, "Ah Xiang understands Ben Gong's thoughts more and more."

Song Rong is still alive, and knows that the whereabouts of Long Yuanjian is related to Chu Yan.

This Xiao Che, what choice will he make?

Chu Yu's giggles came from Fengqi Palace, but it made Xianghe's back feel cold.