Jinbao's teeth hurt when he heard it.
He knew that when Xue Yan just came out of the palace, he built the palace. There was a maid in the mansion who was not easy to do, and served Xue Yan's dinner with pickled cabbage fish. At that time, Xue Yan just came back from the yamen, only smelling the vinegar smell, his face sank.
After that, the maid never appeared in the Guangling Palace again.
But now, his master ate such a whole green apricot without even frowning
Jin Bao was stunned when he saw Jun Huailang smiling, and for a while, it seemed as if all the peach blossoms in the courtyard were rustling.
"It works," he said with a smile. "Although I haven't been seasick, I know I'm not feeling well. The lord drank again today, so I'm sure it will be more uncomfortable."
Xue Yan glanced at him blankly, feeling a little hot. He looked back with difficulty, picked up the bowl of mung bean water on the table, and drank it clean.
Although it was barely able to dispel 20% of the sourness in his mouth, he couldn't taste it much.
"It's uncomfortable," he said.
Jun Huailang could hear a bit of grievance from his tone.
Looking at Xue Yan again, although he was crooked there, his face was expressionless, and his eyebrows were furrowed, which made him look particularly fierce, but after a closer look, he could see that his eyes were a little red, and his eyes were drunk and a little embarrassed.
At a glance, it was obvious that he was drunk.
He raised his eyes to look at Jun Huailang, his amber eyes glowed with two drunken water, like a listless big dog, teaching Jun Huailang's heart to soften involuntarily.
It's like being hit softly.
He knew how tiring socializing in officialdom was, let alone someone like Xue Yan who was not good at verbal communication.
Involuntarily, he forgot that Xue Yan was a king of hell that no one dared to offend, and his tone softened a little along with his heart: "Then the prince will rest in the mansion tomorrow. I told them that I wouldn't teach them to disturb them in the morning. you."
Jinbao didn't see his master's drunken and coquettish face, raised his hand to signal to the servants around him, and withdrew together.
Xue Yan's voice was a little hoarse: "No, tomorrow morning, I still have an appointment with Guo Gong."
It is also his fault that he talked too much with Duke Yongning today, which made Duke Yongning interested, and insisted on going with him tomorrow to see the water conservancy in the suburbs.
Xue Yan naturally did not refuse.
Is the official business so rushed? Jun Huailang was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered how harsh his father was in business. He sighed helplessly, got up and said with a smile: "Then the lord will rest early today."
Xue Yan heard the words, looked up at him, saw that he was leaving, and suddenly asked, "Where are you going tomorrow?"
He drank too much wine, his eyes could not be concealed, and he looked at Jun Huailang with a burning gaze, which made Jun Huailang feel a little bit, he was inexplicably burned, he turned his eyes uncomfortably, and said, "This is I will go to Linjiang Academy in a few days.”
Xue Yan went on to ask, "To be with that dandy who played nice songs that day?"
This must be Shen Liufeng.
Jun Huailang went to Linjiang Academy, naturally, not to find Shen Liufeng. The weather has been sunny these few days, and he wanted to take advantage of these few days to explore the dam on the riverside.
After all, in his previous life, he had turned over the case of the Jinling dam breach many times. He wanted to combine the memory of the previous life and try to find the hidden danger of the dam breach in advance.
But naturally, this cannot be said directly to Xue Yan.
"Young Master Shen is just a little more interested and elegant, and he's not considered a playboy." Jun Huailang said with a smile. "I always have nothing to do, so I go to Linjiang Academy to read more while people are in Jinling."
Xue Yan snorted coldly, looked away, and did not speak.
If Xue Yan looked like this on weekdays, he would definitely scare the people around him so much that they didn't dare to say a word. But now in Jun Huailang's eyes, he was just drunk and losing his temper, which made people feel a little helpless.
"—Then, I'll retire, my lord?" Jun Huailang said tentatively, still thinking about Xue Yan's early rest.
Hearing this, Xue Yan raised his head to look at him again.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jun Huailang was not in a hurry and stood there waiting for him.
... I haven't seen him drink too much before, but I didn't realize that this kid still has the habit of borrowing alcohol. Jun Huailang couldn't help slandering.
Then, he heard Xue Yan speak.
"You're leaving again," he said.
The word "again" made Jun Huailang stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant.
Is he talking about... a year ago
At that time, when he was taken out of the palace by his family, he didn't say goodbye to him. After that, when I was hesitating to leave Chang'an, I met him just outside Chang'an City and told him.
After all, he left without saying goodbye twice.
This year, Jun Huailang has devoted all his attention to the matter of killing his father in his previous life, and he has never calmed down and thought about it. It was not until now that he and Xue Yan were facing each other, that he suddenly felt a little guilty.
He would not have been guilty. He has always done what he thinks is right, no matter when he is, he will never regret it.
Treating Xue Yan kindly is the same, so is going south to solve the crisis for his father. Originally, these were two unrelated things that he should do, but due to a change, they became related.
This accident was Xue Yan.
At the beginning, he didn't plan to let Xue Yan repay anything, he just wanted him not to repeat the mistakes of his previous life, so as to protect his family.
However, Xue Yan reciprocated without even leaving a trace of leeway.
Even if he never said it, Jun Huailang could feel it. This taciturn, seemingly withdrawn and indifferent young man repaid him with all his sincerity.
He repaid too much, to the point where Jun Huailang felt that he owed him.
At this time, when he left, he felt guilt in his heart.
Jun Huailang stood there, looking at Xue Yan, but didn't say a word for a while.
After a while, Xue Yan turned his eyes away and said, "Go back."
He was a little annoyed, and only felt that drinking was a mistake. He drank too much today, and his mind became a little dizzy. Some emotions and words that should have been hidden in his heart were revealed if he was not careful.
He knew it shouldn't.
Xue Yan held his forehead and closed his eyes again.
He thought to himself, being hypocritical, telling him what to do with this is shameful.
Just then, footsteps sounded.
But not from near to far, but from far to near.
Just when Xue Yan thought it was a hallucination, a dry, slightly cold hand landed on his forehead.
Xue Yan looked up and saw Jun Huailang standing in front of him, looking down at him.
The light in the room was soft, and his vision was also extremely soft, with a slight glimmer of light.
"I had to leave without saying goodbye in the palace before. It was really a last resort. When I came to Jiangnan later, I didn't take the initiative to tell the prince. It was my fault." He said.
Xue Yan stared at him blankly, unable to speak for a long time.
After a while, he said hoarsely, "...you're right."
Jun Huailang shook his head, his voice was gentle and clear, and his tone was quite serious: "I have never told the prince. The matter of coming to Jiangnan was arranged long ago. I also have some things... I must do it here. I wanted to do it here. I will accompany you in the palace to the beginning of spring, and I will talk to you again, but I don't want any accidents."
Xue Yan's voice was hoarse and he said without hesitation, "What do you want to do, I'll help you."
Jun Huailang was stunned for a moment, then an inexplicable warmth filled his heart.
always like this. he thought. He was explaining his purpose to him, but in his eyes, there was only one thing.
It doesn't matter why he does it, the important thing is that he can do it for himself.
It was always like this in the palace before, doing a lot of things without saying a word. A year later, nothing has changed.
A helpless smile appeared on his face, he patted Xue Yan's forehead lightly, and said warmly as if coaxing a child, "Then thank the lord first."
Xue Yan's ears were a little hot, and even his neck burned. Jun Huailang's hand was originally intended to cool him down, but the effect was not very good. Instead, the skin that Xue Yan was in contact with him burned even more.
He wanted to raise his hand to hold his, and with his last bit of self-control, he slammed his hand on the spot, making his movements a little stiff.
He lowered his eyes, his voice low.
"...No thanks," he whispered.
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Early the next morning, Xue Yan and Duke Yongning went out.
Seeing that the weather was good that day, Jun Huailang set off for Linjiang Academy.
He had thought that he would have half-day lessons there in the morning and go to the dam in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, the sky in the south of the Yangtze River changed. It was about noon when it started to rain heavily.
Looking at the weather, he didn't let Fuyi bring rain gear. The governor's house was not too far from the academy, so he didn't take a carriage. This time, he had to be trapped in the academy, and had to wait until the rain stopped in the afternoon before leaving.
Unexpectedly, the rain would not stop at once, and the rain did not decrease a little bit until the academy ended in the afternoon.
This time, the students in the academy were trapped inside.
Some took umbrellas and left first, while the rest of the scholars waited in the academy for the rain to stop. But after waiting for a while, there was no rain, and some students started to walk out in the rain.
Shen Liufeng was originally waiting here with Jun Huailang, but after waiting for a while, he couldn't sit still.
"Or we go out in the rain first?" he said. "My carriage is parked outside the academy. I'll send you back first."
Jun Huailang glanced at the pouring rain outside, thinking that it might not be able to stop today, hearing this, he nodded without hesitation.
Outside, it was indeed a thick curtain of rain. Many students stood under the eaves, frowning and waiting for the rain to stop.
Shen Liufeng gritted his teeth and rushed into the rain first: "Let's go, Huailang! Let's go faster, and we'll get less rain!"
Jun Huailang heard the words and responded, and was about to follow out, but was dragged by Fuyi.
"Master, look there!" He pointed to the gate of the academy.
Jun Huailang looked in the direction he pointed.
I saw one of the scholars running out, holding an umbrella and walking towards the academy against the crowd.
The man was dressed in dark robes, was tall, and had the murderous aura of a superior. In the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, he looked quite out of place.