[Tiansheng Long Song] Cinnabar

"You gave me such a precious red narcissus?" Ning Yao blinked at him and asked for confirmation again, but he held the flowerpot tightly with his hands, unable to put it down.

"Yeah." Gu Nanyi kept his head down halfway, looking at the three inches of land in front of him.

"Thank you!" Ning Yao bowed to him to thank him, "Brother Gu, I will give you a favor in the future, and I will show you more deeply. I will take my leave first."

Ning Yao bowed and stepped back, greedily admiring the flowers.Gu Nanyi slightly raised his head and glanced at it, a faint smile appeared between his brows, which was fleeting, but he realized that he, who was usually unsmiling, actually smiled.

The next day, Ning Yao and Zhe Liu went to the stream by the stream. In the early spring, when the grass was budding and the wild flowers were weaving, butterflies and orioles were flying all the way.Ning Yao sat barefoot by the stream, rolled up the corners of her deep clothes and stretched her feet to play in the water under the eaves. A few small fish in the stream were pecking at their calves, making them tickle.

It was the season of continuous spring rain, the lead-colored sky was crumbling, and a few drops of rain wet the hair when the wind picked up.Zhe Liu supported an oil-paper umbrella, walked through the ripples of the rain, and squatted beside Ning Yao with a pair of embroidered shoes in his hand.

Seeing that she was having fun, Zheliu burst out laughing, "Your Highness is so old, and you are still so playful, be careful of getting cold air in the soles of your feet."

Ning Yao kicked Yuhua up and down, and the silver bells on her ankles jingled. She smiled and said, "Just play for a while, the water is cold, do you want to kick it for a while too?"

Zhe Liu shook his head, stroked the sleeves of his shirt, and said distressedly: "My clothes are made of Yunling Brocade, I am not willing to part with them."

"My majestic Tiansheng Emperor Ji, can't afford a set of cloud silk brocade?" Ning Yao put his hands on his sides, raised his head and squinted his eyes to feel the softness of the wind, "Father gave me a few ancient silk brocades before." Xiangdu, you choose what you like and use it to cut clothes."

Speaking of this, Zhe Liu frowned and complained: "A few days ago in the palace, the Holy Majesty rewarded His Highness with a new palace, and the servant was going to the Shang Palace Bureau to get some things for His Highness to buy a new palace. The little servant actually gave me a look, saying that the other princes had too many orders and couldn't be busy with His Highness's affairs, so they have been delayed." Ning Yao stretched out his hand to fiddle with the stream, although he saw the people in the Duo Palace changing the rudder according to the wind, but Seeing that she was angry, she didn't want to add fuel to the fire, so she said: "Forget it, maybe they really have a lot of errands."

Zhe Liu endured it, but in the end he was still unconvinced, "The prince is the son of the sage, and your highness is also the daughter of the sage, how dare they humiliate us like this."

Ning Yao kept silent, flicking the water with his small hands, swiping and swiping, causing the water to splash in all directions, and "thumping" coldly onto the heels of his legs.

Zhe Liu pressed her hand, her pretty face turned white with anger, "Isn't Your Highness angry?"

Ning Yao felt distressed for a moment, and sighed, "I've been looking at people for more than ten years, is it still a while away?"

Zhe Liu was speechless for a moment, then said in a daze for a moment: "I just feel sorry for Your Highness, she is also the daughter of the Holy Majesty, Princess Shao Ning will be as happy as the wind and the rain." She took her hand, "Your Highness and Jie Niangniang Yu has been subjected to anger in the palace for so long, and now she has finally hoped to be favored by His Majesty, but she is still being abused by these slaves."

Ning Yao was silent for a moment, who is to blame for this, she can only blame her for not having a good mother and concubine, and not having a good mother's family to plan for her future.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Ning Yao was ready to go back to the academy. Zhe Liu helped Ning Yao to change his shoes behind the forest, and then took off his wet shoes. The classmates also came to accompany the rain and spring, and they walked together one by one, which was very lively.

With a familiar shrill laugh, she said, "Where did that Ning Yao go to hide again? Maybe she knew her identity and went back to the palace early! That's right, a daughter born in a small family like her is originally You are not worthy to study at the Son of Heaven Academy."

The other person sneered loudly, with a contemptuous and disdainful tone, "It may not be hiding! I don't know which young master she hooked up with, maybe she went somewhere to whisper behind her back."

The crowd burst into laughter, Ning Yao's mind thumped, the anger of being humiliated surged up, he turned his head and asked in a daze, "Who are they talking about? Are they talking about me?"

Zhe Liu shook his head in embarrassment, and said: "Their words are not pleasant, what kind of gossip, and their mouths are so fragmentary, Your Highness don't pay attention to them."

However, the other side said: "She grew up in the palace, but she was not very favored. Now that her mother and concubine are favored, naturally no one dares to talk to her. Now she also knows that her mother and concubine cannot be trusted. Where a man is near, can she not plan for her own future? Maybe she is in love with the son of some adult." These words were spoken loudly, and every sentence was knocked into her ears, and she couldn't decide not to listen.Ning Yao could hear it very clearly, it was the tone that Shao Ning had.

Everyone laughed again, and one person boasted: "What Her Royal Highness said is naturally correct."

Ning Yao's ten fingers curled up vigorously, feeling annoyed and hated for a moment, blood was surging in his chest.I thought that Qingming Academy was a place full of books and giving people knowledge and instructions, but I didn't want to have such foul language, malicious speculation, and backbiting slander, which is no different from the harem.

Zhe Liu couldn't hear it, his face turned red, and he wanted to rush out.Anger and humiliation entangled my thoughts, but Ning Yao still had some remaining rationality. He held down Zhe Liu, and said in a low and firm voice, "Forget it."

Zhe Liu couldn't help but looked straight at me, "Your Highness!"

Ning Yao shook his head again, "Forget it!"

She held Zhe Liu's hand firmly, as if she was suppressing her aggrieved heart at the moment.

The laughter outside was louder, and a male voice said: "Your Highness is absolutely right, that Princess Ningyao was conceived by Qin Jieyu to seduce the Holy Majesty, Qin Jieyu has been in the palace for more than ten years and is still an unfavorable little girl." Concubine. Princess Ningyao knows that her mother and concubine are unreliable, so she will definitely try her best to seduce the princes of the ministers of the court, so as to ensure her princess's good life." Their laughter was ambiguous and secretive, and they seemed to be tacit, " I see their mother and daughter are shameless, trying their best to flatter His Majesty."

"Simply shameless."

"Do you know? Last time I saw her talking and laughing with Wei Zhi, whispering to each other."

"No matter how she is, she is a princess. If she is willing to put down her figure to cater to the young masters, she will be incomplete." They whispered, talked and laughed loudly, slandered others vigorously, and imagined vigorously.They made fun of the promiscuous "haha" sound, hitting Ning Yao's heart one by one.

Zheliu was indignant, and said: "Tianzi Academy, the slaves thought it was such a clean place, but they actually said such unfounded words, even worse than ignorant people."

Ning Yao didn't even think it was worth being angry, so he just sneered.in silence.

I don't know how long it took, everyone was laughing and laughing, and they dispersed in a swarm.

Zhe Liu shook her hand, cautiously, seeing that Ning Yao just sneered and said nothing, she comforted her in a low voice: "It's no wonder His Highness is angry, the slaves can't listen to it anymore, they just feel disgusted."

Ning Yao patted her hand, and slowly said: "I'm not angry. It's not worth it to be angry with them." She tried to calm down her thoughts, and said lightly: "I am really too close to those students. Is it gone?"

Zhe Liu anxiously said: "No, they are talking nonsense."

"It seems that Ben Gong's desire to stand out is too obvious, showing too much edge..."

Tiansheng Emperor Capital, Chu Palace.

When the lights were turned on, the Linghua door opened in the deep house of the Wangfu, and the wind brought fine white fluffs in.Ning Qing turned on the lamp, and at the same time handed over a letter to Ning Yi who was holding the book in his hand and staring at it intently.

"Master, the letter from the civet cat."

Ning Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly, he put down the scroll in his hand, and took the letterhead.

The letter is very short, only a single page.What was mentioned was only about the situation of Qingming Academy and how he was.At the end, there is a brief introduction to the situation of the court, but there is nothing else.

Feng Zhiwei's handwriting is light and elegant, but after a letter, the last four words still appear a bit thicker, as if revealing the author's deep and comforting thoughts at that time.

"I'm fine too."

Ning Yi lowered his eyes, covering the little sorrow in his eyes, slowly folded up the letter paper, pressed it under the desk volume, raised his hand to hold the unfinished volume again, his mind was in a trance.

The tent door was opened again, and Ning Cheng nimbly and silently walked behind Ning Yi.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows to look, and there was a trace of warmth in Qinghan's eyes.

"The head of the hospital is indeed a refined person, and he still has such a sense of elegance in this cold spring season."

Holding a few plum blossoms in his hand, Xin Ziyan smiled and said, "The court struggle is a matter between your princes, and you are just doing your best, and there is no other way, so shouldn't I be idle?"

Xin Ziyan was originally a free and unrestrained prodigal son, and he always spoke freely. In addition, he had some appreciation for this close friend in his heart, so his words were even more unrestrained, which made Ning Cheng, who was standing behind Ning Yi, chuckle. .

Ning Yi knew Xin Ziyan's feelings for him, and didn't care what he said.He flicked his sleeves lightly, got up and walked in front of him, picked up a plum blossom and said, "It's warm in early spring in Gyeonggi, this plum blossom is really blooming, it's so red that it dazzles your eyes, it must have been running for a long time, right?"

Xin Ziyan smiled, and handed the plum blossoms to Ning Cheng: "I found them by the river at the foot of Beishan, and I walked a long way."

"It's really not close." Ning Yi raised his eyebrows sideways at Ning Chengnuan, then turned to look at Xin Ziyan, with a clear smile flashing in his eyes: "Could it be that the head of the courtyard is driven away for dozens of miles just to fold these plum blossoms for viewing?" ?"

"Then what do you think I'm going to do?" Xin Ziyan raised his eyebrows disapprovingly.

"Could it be that you fell in love with a girl who grows flowers?"

Xin Ziyan curled his lips in displeasure after being picked on, "His Royal Highness, you think Xin is too vulgar. Your little civet cat often makes troubles in Qingming Academy, and Your two sisters are not all fuel-efficient lamps."

Ning Yi smiled faintly, rolled up his sleeves and sat down, his eyes shifted to the scroll he just read, "Shao Ning is stubborn by nature, and has always regarded me as a thorn in the flesh, but she is just clinging to the prince and the charming princess of the Chang family, she is no good It's just that Ning Yao has been unknown in the deep palace for seven or eight years, and now he has won the favor of Qin Jieyu for the rest of his life together, which should not be underestimated."

Xin Ziyan said calmly: "I heard that Qin Jieyu's belly is a prince, and now he is very much loved by His Majesty."

"Heh." Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, with a relaxed smile on his face, "The prince will have a headache now, it's inevitable that when the little prince grows up, he won't compete with the prince for the position of crown prince."

Xin Ziyan didn't answer immediately, but walked to the case calmly, sat down, picked up the undrinked tea without thinking, took a sip, and said, "Then what are you going to do? Are you going to win over Ning Yao?" What? If so, let Feng Zhiwei do it..."

Ning Yi raised his brows slightly, and his eyes sank, "If Ning Yao can be used by me, it will be good."

Xin Ziyan lowered his eyebrows and blew away the green tea leaves, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I also heard from the master of the academy that Princess Ningyao is talented and intelligent, and she has the demeanor and shadow of Your Majesty, but she was born late. It's just that Ningyao is also you My sister Wang, I had a similar experience with you, do you have the heart?"

"But I have to do this, don't I?" Ning Yi asserted, his eyes suddenly sharp as a hawk, "The struggle in court has always been so cruel, brother to brother, which emperor in all dynasties did not ascend to the throne by stepping on someone else's corpse, This king has no choice, neither does Ning Yao."

Ning Yi's assertion was like lightning piercing the sky, and it struck down sharply and coldly. Xin Ziyan's hand holding the cup shook in shock, and sprinkled a few drops of light green tea.

"Sins, sins." He didn't want to drink any more tea, put down the teacup in annoyance, and looked at Ning Yi with raised eyebrows and resentment.

Ning Yi ignored him, just frowned and stared at the tea splashed on the table just now, and shook his head solemnly, "I can't wait any longer..."

Xin Ziyan laughed disapprovingly, "You can even plan against the one you love, so what about sacrificing a half-sister? I'll take care of it for you."

"I will do my best not to hurt them." Ning Yi flicked the wick, his face looked extraordinarily pale in the candlelight, "After all, it's my little civet cat and my sister Wang."

"Forget it, since I choose to work for you, I will naturally protect you."

Ning Yi raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Xin Ziyan helplessly and sternly.

Xin Ziyan curled his lips, stretched out his hand to brush his temple hair, and finally said reluctantly, "I'll go back to Qingming Academy and tell Feng Zhiwei to try to win over Ning Yao."

"it is good."