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"Your Highness, do you see those two children, do they look like the first time we met when we were young?"

"Young Master, are you going to reminisce about the past with me?" Baili An's slender, white fingers flipped the pen holder, and he lowered his eyes to glance downstairs. The kid in Tsing Yi broke a big white steamed bun in half, and handed half to his face. A child in snow-blue clothes, the two of them were jokingly playing with half a steamed bun.

Bai Lian stopped what he was doing, pressed the pen against his chin, turned his face slightly, and smiled with a corner of his mouth: "Were you so happy at that time? Because of half a steamed bun."

"To be honest, no." Jiang Weiyan explained in Baili's eyes that immediately changed, "At that time, my life was almost gone, and I don't know if you are a good person. What should I do if I am sent to the Palace of the King of Hades?"

Hearing this, Bai Lian even laughed, looked at Jiang Weiyan eagerly, and said without a head or tail: "Do you remember that there was a big yellow dog next to you at that time?"

"Huh?" Jiang Weiyan was puzzled, but tried hard to remember, "It seems to be there, what's wrong?"

Bai Lian took his hand, and wrote something stroke by stroke on the palm of his palm with the little ink left by the tip of the pen, without mercy, "I should have given the steamed buns to that dog in the first place, and it might still wash it I wag my tail."

"..."

Bai Lian had been studying with the Taifu in the Imperial College since he was a child, and his calligraphy was so standard that he could publish inscriptions.

After Baili Eucalyptus finished writing, he acted as if nothing had happened, and threw the brush back on the table, and the tip of the pen landed on the inkstone.

"Ingratitude? Ruthless?" Jiang Weiyan spread his left palm in front of Baili'an, and said helplessly, "Which of these eight characters has anything to do with me? If I'm really ungrateful, you can still stand here with me now." Am I talking?"

What he said was correct. Under the circumstances at that time, the dangerous person was actually Bai Lian.

Bai Lian has never been a person who would let himself suffer in a dispute of words. Even if he was at a disadvantage, he could still win the round with his eloquence, "Should I praise you for your courage or should I attack the prince at that time?" Said that you speak out loud and don't know how to live or die?"

"The prince at that time..." Jiang Weiyan put away his joking expression, grabbed him with his right hand, and asked, "I've been back for so long, don't you plan to tell me?"

Bai Lian was taken aback for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It's not a big deal..."

"It's not a big deal?" Jiang Weiyan laughed back angrily, and unconsciously exerted some strength while holding his hand, "Deposed, grounded, these are not big things? Then what is a big thing? When life is gone?"

There is a wanton surge of noise in his ears, and outside the observation tower are three thousand bright lights like a shining galaxy, and in front of him is the person he misses.

It was agreed that he would have a perfect Lantern Festival.

Bai Lian pursed her lips, and whispered after a while: "I..."

Jiang Weiyan withdrew the strength in his hand, but did not let go of his hand. He gently rubbed Bailiyan's wrist that was red from being gripped, and said softly: "Would you like to talk to me? A little bit is fine."

The corner of Bai Lian's mouth curled up into a bleak smile, "Next time, after I finish what I need to do, I will tell you all about it."

"Okay." Jiang Weiyan looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Don't break your promise."

***

It took Bailiyan a long time to get rid of Jiang Weiyan's idea of ​​sending him back to the mansion. From Lingqu Street to Nanxi Bridge and then around to the mansion area, every household is afraid that only King Jing's mansion is deserted, without any festive atmosphere .

His leg disease has already prevented him from volleying through the courtyard wall, and even if his legs are fine, he has no intention of doing so.

He wants to enter and exit his mansion dignifiedly.

Seeing him appearing at the door, the guard in front of the door was stunned, and blocked the door to interrogate, "His Royal Highness? When did you leave the mansion? The emperor ordered..."

"Get out of the way." Baili Eucalyptus was bored at first, and didn't want to talk to them here at the moment, "Don't make me say it a second time."

"Your Highness, the emperor's order cannot be violated, please don't make things difficult for us."

"I'm going to disobey the emperor's order today, are you going to bring me before the emperor?" Bai Lian lowered his voice, his tone was deep, his voice was soft but full of oppression, "I want to see if you can Do it. I have been used to being safe for the past three years, but I don't want to cause trouble, or do you think that just a dozen or so people in this courtyard can stop me?"

"..." The two guards looked at each other in blank dismay. They naturally knew how good Bai Lian's martial arts were, but he had a serious illness.

Bai Lian smiled, "You are not so naive, are you?"

The guard thought for a moment, then slowly lowered his hand, "Your Highness, forgive me."

Just as Bai Lian stepped over the threshold, he turned his head and said, "It's midnight soon."

"Yes, His Royal Highness's foot ban will be lifted after midnight."

"I didn't mean to say that." Bai Lian laughed, took out two small gadgets from his cuffs, and threw them to them, "I heard that you two have young children at home, I saw it while shopping in the market, and gave it to your children to play with. "

The two guards each held a delicate little clay figurine, and they froze in place for a while, then hurriedly said: "How can a humble official accept His Highness's things?"

"Take it, who dare not take me and dismiss him now." Bai Lian raised his foot and walked to the study, "There is still an hour, go back and reunite with your family, if the father bothers you, I will replace you bear it."

The guard knelt on one knee, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Hearing his footsteps, Wanyue ran out of the study early on, and rushed towards Bai Lian on the corridor.

Bai Lian bent down to pick it up, supported the cat in one hand, stroked its fur with the other hand, and murmured softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't come back late on purpose, don't blame me, okay?"

Wan Yue was so obedient, she nestled lazily in his arms, her eyes were squinted, and she looked like she was enjoying herself.

As soon as he stepped into the study, he saw Feng Zhi kneeling in front of the desk with his head bowed, turned his head when he heard his footsteps, and said in a low voice, "Master."

"What's the trouble?" Bai Lian stopped in place, "How long have you been kneeling?"

"Half an hour."

Bai Lian looked at him calmly, and after a while, took a cushion from the chair and threw it in front of Feng Zhi, "Why? Want to experience your master's leg pain?"

Feng Zhi hurriedly said: "No, I..."

Bai Lian frowned, and sat behind the desk, "Speak on the mat, or get up."

"Yes." Feng Zhi obediently knelt down on the cushion.

"What sin do you want to atone for?"

"Today's Shangyuan Festival is not with the master." Feng Zhi offered the money bag with both hands, "and took the master's money bag with him."

"That's it?" Bai Lian was a little speechless, and couldn't help laughing, "This little thing is worth kneeling for so long? It seems that you really love your master."

"Of course I love the Lord..." You can't say this casually, if Young Master Jiang hears it...

Feng Zhi immediately changed his words: "No, I am the master's person, so naturally I must put the master first in everything."

"What did you do? No one was seen for a long time."

"Feng Yi said that Young Lord Jiang was next to the master, and told me not to follow. Then he took me to a restaurant for a drink." Feng Zhi carefully looked at Bai Lian's face.

Bai Lian propped his head, his eyelids drooped slightly, and said lazily: "Continue."

"I was drunk later, and I was tricked into talking..." Feng Zhi swallowed.

Bai Lian raised his eyelids, staring at him with amber eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Continue."

Feng Zhi gritted his teeth, and said quickly: "About the past three years, master."

The study room fell silent for a moment, not even the crescent moon made a sound.

Feng Zhi wanted to escape.

Then there was a very light knocking sound slowly, Feng Zhi quietly raised his head to look, Bai Lian was still sitting in the same posture just now, the index finger and middle finger of the other hand were tapping on the armrest, his mouth was pursed, his face was pale. A little gloomy.

"How much did you say?"

"I don't remember, at most it's what I know, and I can't tell him what I don't know."

Feng Zhi didn't know much, Bai Lian didn't mention it to him, and as a guard, he couldn't go beyond the rules to ask about his master's affairs.The two tacitly didn't mention it, mainly because their master didn't care too much about it, and they didn't have any abnormal behavior in the past three years, so they lived as they wanted.

"Get up." Baili An rubbed the center of his brows, "Decoct the medicine and send it to the bedroom."

"Master's leg problem is serious again? I'm going to add charcoal fire." After finishing speaking, Feng Zhi got up immediately, went back to the bedroom, added charcoal fire to the stove, lit soothing incense, and ran to the kitchen to decoct medicine.

Bai Lian was silent for a moment, then smiled suddenly, as if his whole figure had completely changed, the mask that was always showing off gentleness was torn apart by him, and there was a sinister light in his eyes.

***

Dingnan Hou's study.

Jiang Weiyan stood in front of the bookshelf, flipping through the military books, "Did you ask?"

"I asked about it."

"Say."

"Three years ago, the emperor ordered His Royal Highness King Jing to go south to suppress the bandits. This time the bandits were suppressed was a secret order. Not many people in the court knew about it, and only the soldiers of the Chiyang Camp in the south knew about it. The way to suppress the bandits was not smooth. The army was ambushed and nearly wiped out, the lieutenant died, His Royal Highness King Jing led the troops out of the encirclement, took away a nest of bandits, but was also seriously injured."

"Later, His Royal Highness King Jing left Chiyang Camp and returned to the capital before he recovered from his injuries. Three days after returning to Beijing, he was abolished as the crown prince and banned from King Jing's mansion. The reason for the abolition was 'the prince lost his virtue'."

"The prince lost his virtue?" Jiang Weiyan threw the book on the table, and said coldly, "The emperor didn't even make up a decent reason?"

"Feng Zhi doesn't know much. I'm afraid only the emperor and His Highness King Jing know what happened back then." Feng Yi said again, "By the way, Feng Zhi said that His Highness King Jing has a leg problem."

Jiang Weiyan frowned, "When did it happen?!"

"Just within three days after returning to Beijing, Feng Zhi was sent by His Royal Highness King Jing to do other things at that time. When he returned to the palace, His Highness King Jing was lying in the snow, his whole body was frozen and lifeless. In the end Relying on Yuan Yu's genius doctor to save his life, but his legs are at the root of the disease, as long as the weather is cold, he will feel stinging and weak, and if it is serious, he will lose consciousness directly."

No wonder Bai Lian kept walking and stopping today, and his footsteps slowed down a lot, but his whole body was hidden in the cloak, and his face was well concealed, and it was impossible to tell that he was suffering from leg problems.

"and then?"

"Afterwards, I will be confinement in Fuchu to recuperate. Today is exactly three years after the Shangyuan Festival, and the confinement period expires."

Jiang Weiyan sat back on the chair, propped his forehead with his fingers, sighed and said, "Got it, you go down first."

"Yes, master."

After Feng Yi retreated, there was only the sound of Jiang Weiyan's breathing in the lonely study room. After a long time, he leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and cursed silently.

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