many worries

Since the fall of the Chen family, they haven't seen each other for six years.

Chen Sang didn't move any further, but stayed where he was, and smiled kindly.That face was ruined by Gu poison, and there was a twisted and terrifying smile, but he didn't seem to notice it, and the smile deepened, "Xiao Jing has grown up, even uncle can't recognize you."

He paused, and lowered his voice slightly, "You are a boy, but you look very similar to my sister. It's a pity."

What a pity?

When Chen Sang was still a young general of the Chen family, he loved his sister's only child, Jing Yan, very much.Even if he can't meet each other because of his identities, he still remembers Jing Yan in his heart and never forgets it.But now it is very different from the usual, they have changed too much from each other, Chen Sang, or Xia Xueqing understands, and so does Jing Yan.

Jing Yan was as tall as him, turned his head, showing half of his face, smiling, and even his eyes seemed to be close, "How could it be a pity? After my uncle came back, did he pay homage to his mother? She has been thinking about my uncle very much. Don’t forget it before you leave.”

Chen Sang said: "How dare you go? My identity in Beijing is sensitive, and his eyeliner is everywhere."

After saying this, he looked up and looked around, and finally found a figure on the treetop not far away, watching his every move.

Jing Yan no longer mentioned Empress Chen, he casually asked about matters in southern Xinjiang. About three years ago, Chen Sang picked up some unimportant things and reported them. All are blurry.Currently, Jing Yan's understanding of southern Xinjiang depends entirely on his own eyeliner.

This was something he had expected.

Chen Sang answered casually, then asked him back, and tentatively said: "Then Xiaojing has been in this Taiqing Palace for six years, could it be possible that he still has a relationship and doesn't want to come out again?"

Jing Yan suppressed his smile, as if he was puzzled, "How could it be? It's just that the time has not come yet. The next time I see you, it must be at the court."

when?Chen Sang couldn't even catch a tell.He once felt that Jing Yan was terrible. He could give up the lives of 14 people in southern Xinjiang at the age of 10, and he could give up his life to stay in the palace at the age of 15. Now it has been another six years. How many eyeliners, how many people are there in the hall, except Jing Yan himself, probably no one knows.

Jing Yan, surnamed Jing, seems to be born with a cruel heart, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky cannot be saved.

Chen Sang's face darkened, but nothing could be seen on his face, he just said: "Then I will wait and see. It is not convenient to stay here for a long time, so I will take my leave first."

He entered the palace for several things, the most important of which was to inquire about Jing Yan's news, but found nothing.

Jing Yan half-closed his eyes, dressed in black clothes, a voice came from afar, "Uncle, take care."

Chen Sang didn't stop walking, and left through the secret passage.After he left for a while, Xiao Shishi also jumped down from the tree, waiting quietly for Jing Yan's order.

Jing Yan thought for a moment, and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on Xinxin. The people in the southern border are sinking for the time being, and there is nothing unusual about it recently."

Xiao Shishi's words stuck in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

Jing Yan noticed it, so he explained a lot, which seemed to be mocking, "Gu still remembers that shortly after entering the Taiqing Palace six years ago, you reported the news that Chen Sang was not dead. At that time, Chen Sang wanted revenge. But Who knows what Xia Xueqing wants to do. Fourteen, do you know?"

Chen Sang climbed out of the dead, changed his body and identity, and became Xia Xueqing with his blood and hatred on his back. He was alive but relied on his name and skin to make a living, but Chen Sang has changed, and his conduct is no longer the same as before.

Xiao Shishi secretly trembled, he had already guessed, but he was not sure.

With Chen Sang's martial arts, if he wanted Emperor Yuande's life, the two of them were so close when he first entered Beijing to face the saint, even if Chen Sang didn't have a weapon by his side, he would kill him early with one life for another Emperor Yuande, but Xia Xueqing did not.Not only did he fail, but he also became the favorite of Emperor Yuande.

Jing Yan said in a low voice, "Wait alone."

He is waiting for the final result.

When Qiao Yu came back, Chen Sang had already left for a while, he happily pushed open the small door, and shrank his body to get in.The small gates of the Taiqing Palace were opened extremely small just to make it inconvenient to get in and out. Qiao Yu had plenty of room to get in and out when she was a child, but now that she has grown up, every time she goes in and out, she can't wait to practice the bone shrinking skill, for fear of being stuck inside.

Every time, Jing Yan would stand not far from the door, take Qiao Yu's hand, and drag him out.

Qiao Yu's footsteps were unsteady, and sometimes she fell into Jing Yan's arms, thinking that there was nothing wrong with this door.

Today he still fell into Jing Yan's arms, but he didn't stay for a while, but hurriedly took out the food in the food box, pulled Jing Yan's sleeve, and walked all the way to the stone table, doing the same thing. Put it up.

Emperor Yuande's birthday, the imperial dining room would not dare to neglect it.It doesn't matter that the usual dishes are not enough.If someone who is not good at this time sues, saying that some cook dares to be short-sighted and do a poor job, and if he is charged with disrespect, he will die and cannot resign.

Qiao Yu could figure it out in his head, so he was looking forward to it.

Jing Yan didn't even care much about eating, he looked at Qiao Yu poking his head, his face was flushed with excitement, and it was enough to introduce the snacks and fresh fruits to himself plate by plate.

Qiao Yu was like a gluttonous little mouse, he didn't know which one to eat first when the table was full, so he tilted his head to look at Jing Yan, his voice was full of worries, "Your Highness, which one do you think we should eat first? "

Jing Yan ordered the one with the brightest color and the most exquisite appearance, and the one that Qiao Yu stared at for the longest time.

Qiao Yu stood up, bit her lower lip, seemed a little hesitant, but obediently bent down, and went to the other half of the table to reach for the plate of sugar cakes.

He thought and didn't want to.Because Qiao Yu has an annoying and cute little habit, he always tastes the food he likes and wants to taste the most last, as if he can live up to the deliciousness in this way.But he has a big mouth and a small belly. Every time at the end, he can't eat the delicious food left behind after only two bites. He regrets it every time, but he still doesn't want to part with it next time.

Jing Yan gave him a push to help him let go.

The best-looking pastry on that plate really tasted really good, sweet and soft, but not too greasy, not sticky to the teeth, it melted in the mouth, Qiao Yu ate a piece, licked her fingers, and counted the leftovers with a frown When it came down, I was almost reluctant to eat another piece.

Jing Yan propped his forehead, didn't move, and didn't intend to taste it, only showing a shallow smile.

Qiao Yu hesitated for a while, then took another piece, swallowed the first little bit in small bites, and pushed the plate away.

This is a small problem again, and it probably can't be cured.

Qiao Yu passed the snack she took a bite to Jing Yan's mouth, and said in a low voice, "This is delicious, Your Highness will try it too, if you like it, if you like it..."

He swallowed, and continued: "There are more over there." Qiao Yu grew up so big, although the Taiqing Palace was really difficult, but Jing Yan pampered him and took care of him, but he didn't suffer much, he was still a child Temperament, not generous at all, still reluctant to share delicious food, but probably even more reluctant to share.There seems to be no reason, not even extra thoughts, it seems to be instinct, even if he eats something delicious and he likes, he will think of his crown prince, and want him to taste it, even if it is sweet.

Jing Yan didn't dislike it either, and just took a small bite in that posture.

Qiao Yu seemed to be really distressed, her hands were shaking, but she continued to ask, "Does Your Highness like it?"

Jing Yan swallowed, shook his head, "I don't like these sweet things, you know."

Qiao Yu's deer-like eyes widened, the insides were wet, full of disbelief, and muttered, "Your Highness always lied to people, saying that he didn't like it. It would be so bad if he didn't like it. He lied to me half a cup of almond roses this afternoon. Ointment, I begged you, but I didn’t give it back, I ate it in one bite.”

Jing Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled lightly, and wiped the corners of Qiao Yu's lips, "Little heartless, do I like to eat it? If you really drink a bowl of iced almond rose cream, you may eat it at night. Can't sleep."

Qiao Yu felt a little embarrassed, her snow-white skin was stained with a blush, probably from embarrassment.He has a bad spleen and stomach, and he knows something in his heart. He has relied on Jing Yan to stare at him all the time for so many years. His own self-control in this matter is probably useless.

But he really refused to admit it when he brought it up so bluntly, and kept messing around with Jing Yan, "Your Highness must be greedy, but the one who robbed me is too embarrassed to admit it, right?"

Jing Yan smiled, "Well, maybe, I still like to eat sweet things, so I can't be too greasy. By the way, Xiaoyu ate so many sweet things, so many sugar cakes, could it be that Xiaoyu is also coated with a layer of sugar, become sweet?"

He moved closer to Qiao Yu, squinted his eyes slightly, seemed to be probing, but also seemed to be curious, staring at Qiao Yu's black pupils, and said softly: "I want to taste, is Xiaoyu sweet?"

Qiao Yu almost frightened the dim sum in his hand, tilted his head, and looked at Jing Yan foolishly, not understanding what he said.

Jing Yan was startled, smiled, and casually changed the topic, not mentioning the sentence just now.

Qiao Yu didn't remember it either, he was fooled like this, and tasted the next dessert, Jing Yan peeled another apple and cut it into the shapes of little rabbits, the peels were connected into a string without cutting off the middle , placed around the white porcelain plate, fresh and beautiful.

He held the rabbit apple in one hand, and picked up a piece of pastry in the other. He couldn't stop eating, but he still wanted to tell Jing Yan about the new things he saw on the road today.

Those were trivial and trivial things, Qiao Yu had to describe to Jing Yan in detail even when he met a kitten meowing at him on the road.

As a result, the few cat meows he imitated attracted New Year's Eve, who hadn't seen him for a long time on New Year's Eve, thinking about it so much that he circled Qiao Yu's legs many times, trying to climb up to ask Qiao Yu to touch his paws and Little belly, it's a pity but there's nothing I can do.

Jing Yan looked at him, and peeled another pear, this time he didn't cut it, but put it whole on the plate.

On the other side, Yi Xin went out from her yard and headed all the way to Daming Hall.

The Daming Hall was brightly lit, and the surrounding guards were heavily guarded. A group of young eunuchs stood under the lanterns on the eaves. When they saw him coming, they rushed to catch up and hurriedly reported that Emperor Yuande was looking for him urgently.

Xin Xin wrote it all down, and said to them: "Don't panic, ask the imperial hospital to bring over two portions of today's medicine. Has anyone returned from the eunuch's supervisor? You need to hurry up, tomorrow morning, the palace You won’t be allowed to see Bai Bai.”

He explained things clearly one by one, ordered them to go on, and was walking towards the inner hall, but saw Liang Changxi standing far away in a dark corner, staring at himself expressionlessly.

As if Yixin had never heard of it, he stepped into the inner hall, but Liang Changxi rushed out suddenly, grabbing his hand firmly.

Liang Changxi's skin is like a dead tree, it is stuck to the bones, it will bulge up when he speaks, leaking the wind, it is completely different from the spring breeze a few years ago, the hatred for his heart is almost unforgettable.

He said bitterly: "I really shouldn't have promoted you back then, you heartless, heartless thing."

Xin can admit that she is heartless, vicious and vicious, but she does not want to recognize the word heartless.He had only entered the imperial study at the beginning, and even though he knew that Liang Changxi was making use of him, he was still grateful and always for him.But not long afterward, Xinxin became even more sacred, Liang Changxi couldn't take it seriously, and even joined with another eunuch to frame him, and Xinxin almost died inside.

He didn't die after all, he still stood beside Emperor Yuande, until now, he has become the most important eunuch.

Xinxin opened Liang Changxi's hand little by little, and smiled slightly, "You are an old man in the palace now, who dares to disrespect you? I still have something to do, so I won't chat with you any more."

Liang Changxi smiled sinisterly, "You can be proud, hehe, you won't be proud for long, and your end will definitely be worse than mine. I'll wait for you below."

Yixin didn't quite understand this sentence, and knew something had happened.

But why did Liang Changxi age so quickly?

Satisfied knowing.

He rolled up his sleeves, without revealing anything, and entered the inner hall.A table was set up in the main hall of the inner hall. Emperor Yuande sat in the middle, accompanied by Concubine Feng Gui on the left, the second prince Jing Xu who was crowned just this year on the right, the third prince Jing Hong, and the little princess who was less than ten years old Jing Ning.

Emperor Yuande was taking an examination of Jing Xu's homework. Jing Xu was taught by the Confucianism of the court, and he answered very well.

The third prince, Jing Hong, also looked puzzled when he heard this, and the boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old raised his hands and said to Emperor Yuande: "Father, there is something that I don't understand, may I ask you for advice?"

Emperor Yuande paused, and said slowly: "I'm tired. Besides, if you don't know something, you should ask your teacher on the spot, how can you keep it until now?"

Not only did Jing Hong fail to please Emperor Yuande, but he was taught a lesson. Bai Shengsheng's face turned red and he withdrew angrily.

Jing Ning, who was sitting beside him, laughed "creak-creak-creak". Emperor Yuande asked her what was wrong, and she laughed more happily, pointing to Jing Hong and saying, "I laugh at my brother for not studying hard, and wanting to be a father again." Acted obediently in front of the emperor, but was scouted by the emperor and taught him a lesson."

Jing Hong almost gasped, and looked at his own sister in disbelief, but was shocked by the vicious and indulgent eyes in her eyes.

Emperor Yuande laughed with her, and asked Ziyun to carry the little princess to the small chair beside Feng Nannan, and teased her for a while.

Feng Nannan covered his lips and smiled, a little proud of teaching Jingning to be like this, so that he could please Emperor Yuande.Emperor Yuande was a ruthless person, and she knew it all along, so if she gave birth to a useless princess, she would naturally not be able to please her.So Feng Nannan changed his method, instead of teaching Jingning to behave and learn, he pampered her so much that no one in the palace could restrain her, but he only listened to Emperor Yuande's words.

No one in this world can deny his unique position in another's heart, even Emperor Yuande unconsciously liked Jingning more than other princesses.

Feng Nannan thought, the favor of the emperor in this palace is more important than anything else, so sacrificing something else is nothing.

As for Jing Hong, he is the second son, and he was born at an untimely stage. Feng Nannan never liked him very much, but was just raised by his servants, who occasionally cared a few words, didn't worry about it, and sometimes even used him as a foil on purpose. Brother Jing Xu.

But Jing Xu is different, the most special child, whether it is for Feng Nannan or Emperor Yuande.