That night, Song Huaiyuan fell asleep with Ying Shuo in his arms, and when he woke up the next day, he unexpectedly didn't have a headache from the hangover, and he was very refreshed.
On the contrary, Ying Shuo's mood fluctuated so much last night because of Song Huaiyuan's words that he didn't close his eyes for half the night. At this time, his whole person was sleepy and looked a little childish.
Seeing Ying Shuo's appearance, Song Huaiyuan felt an evil fire rising in his heart, but fortunately, he has always had good self-control, so he only kissed Ying Shuo on the lips, then put away his hand and got up to go to court.
The purge of the Yun Clan's remnant party has come to an end, the atmosphere in the early court is heavy and condensed, the courtiers have been very well-behaved recently, but no one dared to mention something to upset Song Huaiyuan.
Li Cheng'an yelled in a high-pitched voice, "If there is something to play, if there is nothing to do, we will leave the court", and the people below were completely silent.
Song Huaiyuan glanced at the crowd with their heads bowed, and with a wave of their sleeves, stood up and left amidst the sound of respect.
In the early morning Song Huaiyuan approved the memorial in the imperial study for a while, and before noon the paper was almost finished, but he did not go to Zheyu Palace as usual.
He simply ate his lunch, sat on the chair behind the imperial case, held a cup of tea, and waited quietly.
He has been used to killing and decisive thunder methods in these years, but this is the first time he is so comfortable and leisurely, waiting for something.
It wasn't until the sun gradually turned to the west that Li Cheng'an walked in, holding a brocade box respectfully in his hand.
Song Huaiyuan put down the teacup, took the brocade box, opened it, and smiled with satisfaction.
When he came to Zheyu Palace, it was just in time for dinner.
Song Huaiyuan and Ying Shuo had dinner together, during which Ying Shuo wanted to say something several times, but swallowed it back, Song Huaiyuan noticed it, but he didn't speak, only the slight sound of the two moving their chopsticks could be heard on the table .
After dinner, Song Huaiyuan retired from the crowd, pulled Ying Shuo up, and sat him down on the couch.
Ying Shuo was a little puzzled, but he didn't move. Ren Song Huaiyuan untied his hair crown behind him, loosened his long hair, and combed it carefully.
In fact, Song Huaiyuan was used to being served by others, and the movements of combing Ying Shuo's hair were a bit clumsy, and would pull Ying Shuo's hair from time to time, but because Song Huaiyuan carefully controlled his strength, Ying Shuo didn't feel any pain.
Song Huaiyuan straightened Ying Shuo's hair bit by bit, and carefully tied it into a simple bun. He opened the brocade box on the side, took out the contents, and put it on Ying Shuo's hair.
After Song Huaiyuan finished his movements, Ying Shuo stretched out his hand to caress the thing on his head, and he was stunned.
That's a hair crown.
A hair crown that has accompanied Ying Shuo for countless days and nights, and Ying Shuo is very familiar with.
Ying Shuo can even clearly describe every carved arc and every tiny outline on it.
It was the purple jade crown that Song Huaiyuan had personally put on for him.
"Didn't Your Majesty say... that it was already thrown away?" Ying Shuo's voice was hoarse.
"I sent someone to look for it, but fortunately they found it." Song Huaiyuan supported Ying Shuo's shoulder, turned him to face him, and asked with a faint smile on his face, "Do you like it?"
Ying Shuo nodded, feeling as if his whole heart had been soaked in warm water, a little numb and a little sad.
He wanted to ask Song Huaiyuan if he still remembered what he said to him last night.
Song Huaiyuan hadn't expressed anything special this morning. He didn't know if what Song Huaiyuan said was just drunken talk.
But now he has given up on this idea.
Ying Shuo has never asked for much, but now that he is like this, it is already very good.
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