The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yu Zi's written color moved slightly.

"Zishu, I didn't expect him to say this, you know he was clearly..." Yun Qiangyue's words paused, covering his face with both hands, sighed, and mumbled: "If this is calculated, then I am light Is it heavy?"

Yu Zishu looked at Yun Qingyue, his eyes melted the warmth of the spring water, he patted her on the shoulder, slowly said: "It doesn't matter whether you are light or heavy, he has such a sentence, it is worth your life. Yun'er, you are lucky."

"Yeah, I am lucky, how lucky." Yun Qianyue sighed aloud, "For this sentence, I suddenly felt that no matter what I paid before, what I will continue to pay in the future, even if I can't afford it. I have cut everything I have cut, and it is worth it. Because he is Rongjing."

Yuzishu smiled and nodded.

Yun Qingyue stopped talking, still covering her face with her eyes closed.

The stove in the house burned vigorously. The snow outside was different from the heavy snow a few days ago. This snow was lighter and lighter. Sporadic snowflakes fell layer by layer, covering the ground.

After half an hour, there were footsteps approaching, with a unique graceful gentle grace.

"This person has never been slow!" Yun Qingyue muttered.

"It's almost time to save you!" Yu Zishu smiled.

Yun Qianyue ripped the corner of his mouth, let go of his hand, and looked at the door. Rong Jing walked slowly in the snow, no matter from what angle he looked, he was graceful and magnificent. She murmured: "Zumbi the emperor, prince of Yagai."

Yu Zishu smiled at Yun Qianyue and teased: "Is Yun Er confused by his appearance, or was he deceived by his black heart?"

"It's all there! It's clear!" Yun Qingyue shook his head, his eyes staying with Rong Jing.

At this time Rong Jing came to the door, glanced inside through the bead curtain, raised his eyebrows, Xu Yu, walked in slowly, also kicked the boots, came to the fire, and reached out to Yun Qianyue, "Get up , Cold on the ground."

"Son Rong, here is by the fire!" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"The place where you lie is the floor." Rong Jing saw that she couldn't get up, reached out and dragged her up, and glanced at Yu Zishu. "Is Prince Yu not afraid of cold? Then continue to sit!"

"I'm actually afraid of cold, but someone loves sitting on the ground, and I can only die with the gentleman." Yu Zishu smiled and slowly stood up. "Looking at Jing Shizi is so nervous Yuner, I will return to the East China Sea tomorrow. not worried."

Yun Qingyue just sat on the soft couch, stood up and heard Yan Yushu, looking at the Yuzishu, "You will return to the East China Sea tomorrow?"

"Well!" Yu Zishu nodded and smiled: "I came out too long, the father emperor is anxious, and urged me to go back. It's already three edicts. If I don't go back, he's afraid he will send someone to find it. ."

Yun Qingyue frowned, "I'll find it if I find it, stay a few more days!"

"Waiting for him to find it, it's not one person or two people. I'm afraid it will be the army of the East China Sea." Yu Zishu smiled and shook his head. "The father's bones are actually similar to those of the old uncle. Things are not unusual."

Yun Qianyue reluctantly, "Then let his army pressure the territory, what are you afraid of!"

Rong Jing flicked Yun Qianyue and said slowly: "Yun Qianyue, he is the prince of the East China Sea. What is it like to stay at Tiansheng? If the East China Sea army is under pressure, the public will be uneasy and the political situation will be turbulent. You have to be too busy to spend time with you."

"To be busy is also busy at night." Yun Qianyue said.

"I'm prime minister, how can the regent king let me go?" Rong Jing casually said.

Yun Qianyue thought about it too, snorted, but still reluctant, this reluctance disturbed her intestines and stomach, and looked at Yuzi Shudao: "That doesn't have to be so urgent tomorrow, too late One day."

"There is no difference between morning and night." Yu Zishu glanced at Yun Qingyue with a soothing smile, and said, "Now, Uncle Hua and Aunt are both at Tiansheng, beside you, I can rest assured that when you have one I'm free. I can go to the East China Sea. Maybe I will come to Tiansheng again in a short time. The East China Sea and Tiansheng are not the corners of the horizon, nor too far away, but we will delay some distance. There are many opportunities for us to meet in the future."

Yun Qingyue didn't have a taste in his heart, mumbled: "You said that you will stay for another two days, and your words are not counted."

Yuzishu said with a smile: "How about making it up later?"

Yun Qingyue snorted, and suddenly turned around to push Rong Jing, "You go to make hibiscus and fish, cook a few more dishes, I want to drink and talk with Zishu today, not drunk." With Yun Qianyue, "Miss Qianyue, I just came back and haven't rested for a moment!"

"Zishu will leave tomorrow!" Yun Qingyue's voice was begging, "After sending him away, I will treat you well, OK?"

"Good!" Rong Jing immediately stood up and nodded with a smile.

Yu Zishu looked at Rong Jing out of the room, and looked at Yun Qiangyue with a funny look, and sighed: "You can instruct everyone to admire and respect Jing Shizi's cooking. The only one in the world is you!"

Yun Qingyue raised his eyebrows proudly, and soon refused to leave Yu Zishu again.

The dinner was very rich on this day. Rong Jing cooked his own meals. Yun Qingyue poured all her reluctance to the Yuzishu into the wine, glass after glass.

Rong Jing didn't discourage, watching her drink, and laughing: "You want to intoxicate Prince Yu, just tomorrow will not go?"

Yun Qingyue nodded and said sincerely: "This is the psychology!"

Yuzishu smiled and shook his head: "Yun'er, my drink volume was not drunk for thousands of cups practiced by Uncle Wang and Uncle Hua."

Yun Qingyue snorted, "I'm not drunk!"

The wine has been patrolled three times, and the dishes have five flavors. In the middle of the night, Yun Qianyue was drunk and suddenly remembered something. She stood up and said to the duo: "I have to go back to the cloud king's mansion!" .

Rong Jing wanted to get up, and Yu Zishu suddenly stopped him and smiled at him, "Jing Shi Zi, I know about what she did back to Yun Wang Mansion. I'll follow her! Let's leave Yun Wang Mansion tomorrow morning."

Rong Jing looked at Yu Zishu, Xu Xiao smiled, nodded slowly, and sat back again.

Yu Zishu came out of the room, tapped on his toes, and followed Yun Qiangyue to Yun Wang's mansion.

Rong Jing was sitting by the fire, looking out the window. Snow rendered the outside of the courtyard silver-white and could clearly see the peach tree in the southwest corner. He reached out and rubbed his forehead, murmured: "I care about him so much, what should I do if I'm jealous again?"

No one should be with him quietly in the house.

After a moment, Rong Jing put down his hand and shouted outside, "Qing Shang!"

"The slave is here!" Qing Shang immediately appeared at the door.

"It's snowing tonight, cover the peach tree, don't let it bloom!" Rong Jing whispered.

Qing Shang understood what Shizi was referring to. She smiled while covering her mouth, nodded, and said clearly: "Yes, the slave-servant must have a good look for Shizi, and it will bloom in our yard."

Rong Scenic Spot nodded, and made a serious "um" sound.

Qingshang retreated with a smile when he saw that he hadn't commanded him again.

Yun Jinyue used his vigorous spirit to show off his strength and made a leap from the Zizhu Forest to the Rongwang Mansion. It was rare that the drunken man did not get lost and went straight to the Yunwang Mansion. Soon, he returned to the Cloud King's Mansion, drifted to the Qingyue Pavilion, and stepped on the snow to run into the house.

"Miss, why did you come back at this time?" Ling Lian and Yi Xueqi rushed out of the house and looked at her in surprise.

"Well, remembering something, I have to do it!" Yun Qianyue pushed open the door and walked straight to the cabinet.

When the two wanted to ask something, they saw the book of Yuzi fall in the courtyard, turned their heads, and saluted respectfully, "Prince Jade!"

Yuzishu nodded and walked into the house with a smile.

Yun Qingyue has stood in front of the cabinet, opened the cover, turned over the cabinet and fetched things out, first a piece of cloth, gorgeous ink brocade, then scissors and needles of the same color. Judging by her sharp movements, it didn't look like a drunk.

Yuzishu glanced at her, walked over with a smile, took what she took out, and said warmly: "This is not urgent, you can give me later..."

"No!" Yun Qingyue shook his head, very determined, "I want to make you wear back to the East China Sea tomorrow." The words fell, seized the things in his hand, and said to him: "You will sit with me and I will be tomorrow morning It can be done."

"Miss, it is already in the middle of the night. How can you finish a robe in the middle of the night? You took half a day's gown for Jing Shizi's robe." Ling Lian and Yi Xue understood it and went together.

"I can finish it. This is the first time he made a robe for his clothes. This second time is familiar." Yun Qianyue spread out the cloth, actually did not use a meter ruler, measured the gesture with his hand, and began to go down. scissors. The technique is neat and tidy, without any delay.

Without a moment of effort, she cut it off, she threaded the needle and started sewing.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue watched with horror as her fingers and needles wobbled back and forth. Where did they look like novices? This is not the case for the embroidered lady who has been a lifetime.

Yu Zishu looked at Yun Qingyue, his eyes flickered and whispered: "The clothes I wore before the age of 15 were bought by Yun'er, and the clothes I wore after the age of 15 were all made by her own hands. Today, today is like yesterday." When the words fell, he put his hand on his forehead and suddenly smiled. "It's something I can't even think about since I came here. God loves the book so much Don’t dare to ask for more.”

Ling Lian and Yi Xue looked at Yu Zi Shu in a dumbfounded manner. Even if they had been with the young lady for so long, they still don’t know what kind of entanglement between the young lady and the crown prince. They only know that the relationship between them is very deep, No one can intervene in this feeling. Yu Zishu's words fell, and no more words, leaning on the soft couch, Ruyu's hand on his forehead, watching Yun Qianyue thread the needle.