Lord Shizi after his marriage proposal was rejected

The ornaments in this room as far as the eye can see are all precious treasures, and it seems that it is not a room for entertaining guests.

Looking at it, it is very likely that it is the bedroom of Uncle Jiuhuang...

It seemed that he was still affected by the strange feeling in his heart last night. At this time, a strange question suddenly popped up in his mind: Did he sleep last night alone, or with Uncle Jiuhuang?

The voice of the housekeeper outside the door stopped Xie Shu from running wild, "Master Xie, are you up? The old slave was ordered to bring the servant girl over to serve you to clean up."

The son didn't have time to think too much. He was only wearing his inner clothes and it was inconvenient to see people. He hurriedly pulled the outer robe hanging on the screen to put it on, and quickly put on his shoes. Only then did he have the time to reply to the housekeeper, "Old housekeeper, It's up, bring someone in."

The housekeeper of the palace was the first to enter, followed by Ping An, and several maids with washbasins and cloth towels. The maids stood in a row in an orderly manner, waiting for the butler to speak.

The butler stood aside, while Ping An, like a fledgling that had just left a long distance, quickly jumped to the Shi Ziye's side, telling what happened yesterday, such as because of the butler, he ate a lot of exquisite pastries and so on.

In the end, he seemed to want to say something to him, so he only said at the beginning, "My lord, you last night..." In the middle of talking, I remembered that this was Prince Jing's mansion, and stopped in time considering the number of people in the room.

Xie Shuben was listening carefully, when suddenly there was no sound around him, he looked at Ping An suspiciously, and Ping An winked at him, meaning to go back to the Hou Mansion and talk to him in detail.

The housekeeper of the palace waited politely for the two masters and servants to finish speaking before ordering the maids to wash up the prince Xie, and then said to Xie Shu: "After the prince took you back to his bedroom last night, he slept in the study and is now waiting for you in the front hall." Let's have breakfast together, so the old slave brought someone over to serve him first."

Xie Shu was originally enjoying the servant girl's service with his eyes closed, but he opened his eyes instantly when he heard the words.

Did Uncle Nine Emperors carry him back to his room last night?

Although he guessed the origin of this room, he didn't expect the process to be like this... ambiguous...

The Shizi couldn't help looking at his servant, asking about this matter with his eyes, and nodded in agreement with Ping An, with excited gossip still shining in his eyes.

He turned his head and ignored a certain servant, and let the servant girl play with his long hair. Judging from Xiao Ping'an's expression, it was true.

Well, the distance from the lake pavilion to the bedroom is still very far... how many people will see Jiuhuangshu holding him?How many people will it be passed on?

It's nothing to spread it out, after all, for the people in the capital, there is probably no rumor about Xie Wandan that can be more talked about than the day of proposing at the palace gate.

Xie Shu thought of his own father by chance, if he heard the rumors that he begged Nine Emperor Uncles, how furious would he be?An old voice sounded beside my ear, "Master Xie, shall we go to the front hall?"

Xie Shizi came back to his senses, and found that the maids had returned to their original positions, Ping An and the housekeeper were waiting for him, and they had obviously finished grooming, waiting for him to get up and go out.

"It's ready, let's go"

After he finished speaking, he got up and straightened his clothes, and went to the front hall with the butler Ping An.

In the front hall, Nine Emperor Shu'an was sitting at the table. There were seven or eight delicate side dishes, two kinds of soup, and two kinds of porridge on the table. The bowls and chopsticks in front of him were neat and clean. , seems to have been waiting for Xie Shu to come, but did not move his chopsticks.

Xie's figure came against the light, appeared in the hall, and said the usual polite words, "I'm a bit late, the prince has been waiting for a long time."

With the same words as in the lake pavilion yesterday, Uncle Jiuhuang also replied: "No hurry, sit down." After speaking, he ordered the butler to serve the same meal on the table again, and the previous ones were already cold.

The maids quickly removed the cold food and cold dishes, and the table was clean as before, and poured a cup of tea for each of them, so as not to sit still before the food was served again.

The Shizi took a sip of the warm tea, the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and the fragrance lingered on his teeth. He thought it was delicious and drank a few more sips.

Uncle Jiuhuang noticed his side, and said softly: "If you like this tea, I will bring it back to you when you return to the Hou's Mansion."

Xie Shizi stopped holding the teacup to his mouth, his face was blurred by water vapor, making it hard to see his expression, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

He just thought of Zhao Ye, who had never been so caring and meticulous like Uncle Nine Emperors.

Is this... what it feels like to be truly liked?

There seems to be a warmth in the heart, which makes people comfortable and warm, and only feels peace and joy.

Perhaps because of this mood, the corners of Xie Shu's mouth raised unconsciously, and the teacup was covering his lips, so he didn't notice the smile caused by Uncle Nine Emperors.

At this time, the butler ordered the maids to place the re-made meals on the table, and then told everyone to leave, including the servant who was there just now.

There were only the two of them left in the hall, and it was extremely silent for a while.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mr. Xie got up and served a bowl of porridge for the two of them. Uncle Nine Emperors thanked him politely: "Thank you."

Shizi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Afterwards, the two of them drank porridge and ate side dishes quietly. Even though they didn't speak, they didn't seem to be too awkward, instead they had a relaxed atmosphere.

After breakfast, Xie Shu bid farewell to Nine Emperor Uncles, and planned to leave the palace with peace.

Nine Emperor Uncle stopped him, "Wait..."

Xie Shizi turned his head, smiled freely, and asked: "My lord, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

At that moment, Uncle Nine Emperors almost thought that all the light was concentrated on the young man in red not far away. He settled down and said, "Before you leave, take someone back to the house."

After saying that, a dark guard appeared in front of the crowd like smoke, bowed to Xie Shu and said, "My lord, my subordinate Feiying."

Xie Shu nodded, but he didn't know what Uncle Nine Emperors meant, and asked, "My lord, why did you ask me to bring him back to the mansion?"

Zhao Yun only replied briefly, "Give it to you, leave him to protect you."

In the end, afraid that Xie Shu would not agree, he added another sentence, "He is very skilled in martial arts." The second half of the sentence was full of weight, and interrupted Xie Shizi's thought of refusing.

There are too few people available around him, and Ping An is not good at martial arts. If he can have a dark guard with strong martial arts skills, not only will he be safer, but he can also tell him to do some secret things, which is extremely convenient.

Thinking of this, Xie Shu smiled and rolled his peach blossom eyes, and happily replied: "Okay, thank you, my lord, then I will not be polite."

When returning home, Wu Jian still sent them back, and the dark guard Feiying hid in the dark, and Xie Shu could call him when needed.

When he arrived at the Hou Mansion, Wu Jian left the tea that the housekeeper had given to Xie Shizi, and drove away.

Xie Shizi took Ping An back to his yard, entered the house and closed the door, Ping An said to him with a mysterious face: "Master, the slave found out that you have moved on."

Ping'an's words were a bit inexplicable, Xie Shu flexed his fingers and rewarded the boy's head with a thump, met the boy's displeased eyes, and lightly reprimanded him with a smile, "Let you talk nonsense."