Yan Shi is good at observing words and expressions, listening to sounds and distinguishing truth from falsehood. But the head of the Shifang Gate was wearing a silver mask, and his voice was flat, so it was difficult to tell whether what he said was true or not.
As if aware of Yan Shi's hesitation, the head of the Shifang Sect continued: "If it was really my sect's fault, would the prince still see me here?"
What he said seemed to make sense, but it was rumored that the head of the Shifang Sect was insidious and cunning, otherwise he would not have established such a large sect in just five years.
The corner of Yan Shi's mouth was raised slightly: "The sect master didn't see me this time because he wanted to get rid of his grievances."
The head of the Shifang Sect chuckled: "I like to talk to smart people like Wang Ye. To be honest, I want to talk to Wang Ye about business."
Speaking of this, the master of the Shifang Gate suddenly grabbed the wine pot on the table and fell into his hands firmly, and grabbed the wine glass on the table with another grab. He poured a full glass of wine into the wine glass, and then summoned his internal strength, and threw the wine glass towards Yan Shi: "Please drink, my lord, let's talk while drinking."
Yan Shi was a few meters away from him, but the wine glass was floating steadily in the air without spilling even a drop. Seeing that the wine glass was getting close, Yan Shi quickly caught it with his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know how to drink alcohol, let the door master drink it."
After finishing speaking, he also threw the wine glass back to the head of the Shifang Gate just like he did just now. The master of the Shifang Gate squeezed the wine glass in his hand: "What? Are you afraid that there is poison in it?"
Yan Shi also admitted frankly: "I have to guard against it."
The owner of the Shifang Sect was taken aback, and laughed a few times: "My lord is really worrying too much, how can I have the guts to poison my lord?"
Yan Shi didn't want to have too many conversations with him here, so he decided to make a quick decision: "Whatever business the sect master wants to talk about, let's just say it."
The head of the Shifang Gate put down the jug and wine glass: "The Shifang Gate will do any business, as long as the prince needs it."
Yan Shi deliberately said: "Do you also do murder business?"
The head of the Shifang Sect chuckled and said, "As long as the prince asks, I will do it."
The words were somewhat ambiguous, and Yan Shi was slightly annoyed: "Since the sect master has nothing else to do, then I will leave."
"Wait a minute, my lord." The master of Shifang Gate took out a token, "If your lord finds me in the future, you can take this jade pendant to Xinglong Cloth. I think we will make a deal."
Yan Shi held the token in his hand, it was black, like jade but not jade, with the words Shifangmen written on it, he thought about it and accepted it, and cupped his hands at the master of Shifangmen: " Thank you."
After finishing speaking, he pushed the door and went out.
When he returned to Nuanyang Pavilion, he saw Hua Ling sitting in front of the table with frown furrowed. The table was full of things. Nothing more than some embroidered cloth, needlework and the like.
Seeing him back, Hua Ling was very happy at first, and then as if he had done something wrong, he held the embroidery cloth tightly in his palm and lowered his head: "Brother, the purse hasn't been embroidered yet. The thread is not enough, and I have to go to the street to buy it tomorrow.”
Yan Shi didn't really want him to embroider a purse, but just found an excuse not to let him follow. Seeing the pitiful look of the little princess now, my heart softened: "If you don't have thread, go buy it tomorrow. It's getting dark now, don't embroider any more, be careful your eyes will get tired."
Hua Ling obediently put away all the needles and threads on the table, and scratched her head embarrassingly: "Don't worry, brother, I will finish the embroidery soon. After I finish the embroidery, I will make clothes for you to wear. I will There are so many things, all of them are my mother... "
Hua Ling suddenly stopped talking at this point, and Yan Shi was about to say something to comfort him, when he saw him wryly smiling and waving his hands: "No matter what you say, she has raised me for more than ten years, I still have to thank her for her kindness in nurturing me for so many years of."
"Ming Ting," Yan Shi paused, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say it."
"It was really hard at the beginning," Hua Ling bit her lip, and looked at Yan Shi again, "But now that I've figured it out, life has to look forward, and it's a good thing that I know her true face now. Back then When I got married, she asked me to tell her my brother's every move, and I thought she was caring about us. But in fact, she wanted to use me to spy on my brother. "
Yan Shi looked at him in surprise, his little princess understood so much.
Hua Ling blinked her beautiful big eyes, and showed a smile that bewitched all beings: "Brother, I'm not stupid. After I knew her true face, I thought about everything related to her. Especially Fortunately, I realized what she said to me on the eve of my marriage. Fortunately, I did not do anything to hurt my brother. Brother, in this world, except for the dumb mother, you are the closest person to me. So, no matter I will never do anything wrong to you. I know I am stupid, but I will learn to be smarter, and I will be a princess who satisfies you. So brother, do you like me a little bit? "
Hua Ling's words softened Yan Shi's heart a bit. The previous precautions and suspicions disappeared as early as the moment Yang was expelled to the Zen Lin Nunnery. Now there is only pity left, he admits that he doesn't hate Hua Ling.
But in his eyes, Hua Ling is just a child. Although already eighteen, only three years younger than him. But Hualing's face is tender, and she looks innocent. Forcibly lowering his age by several years, if he hadn't grown as tall as him, he would really doubt whether he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.
He always regarded him as a child before, always forgetting that he was actually an adult, and an adult with both name and reality. Hua Ling has a good personality, and his whole heart is devoted to him. Maybe, he should try to accept him.
"Brother, you don't need to answer me." Hua Ling didn't wait for Yan Shi to speak, "I'm too impatient. We've only known each other for a few days. How could you fall in love with me so quickly? I can wait slowly , not in a hurry. I just told my brother, I really like you very much. I have liked you since the first sight, and it will never change."
Yan Shi has lived for so many years, and no one has ever confessed to him so loudly, blushing slightly: "Ming Ting, I know your intentions. I, I will also learn to like you slowly."
"Really?" Hua Ling's big eyes immediately stared bigger than copper bells, and his joy was beyond words, "It's really great, I'm so happy. Brother, can I play a flute for you? "
If he didn't find something to do, he might just walk around the room happily.
"Okay." Yan Shi often saw him cleaning his flute, but never played it.
It was the first time Hua Ling played the flute in front of Yan Shi, on the surface she was calm as usual, but in reality she was so flustered that even her palms were sweating.
Hua Ling chose a very cheerful tune, the sound of the flute was clear and long, crisp and sweet. As if it could make people forget all the troubles in the world, Yan Shi was fascinated by it, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned upward. At the end of the song, Hua Ling asked anxiously: "Brother, how is it? Is it good?"
Yan Yi praised without hesitation: "Ming Ting's song is really good, even the people from the Tai Le Department are no more than that."
The stone in Hua Ling's heart immediately fell to the ground, and she smiled again: "Since my brother likes to listen, then I will play it to my brother every day."
Yan Shi said: "Thank you Ming Ting for that."
Hua Ling pouted slightly: "Brother, why do you have to be so alien to me, if you do this again, I will be angry."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Yan Shi smiled and looked outside again, "It's getting late, let's go to bed earlier."
Hua Ling was a little reluctant: "Brother, I'm not sleepy yet, can you talk to me for a while? Just for a while."
Yan Shi was actually not too sleepy, but he was afraid that Hua Ling would be tired, so since he didn't want to sleep, he would go to bed later.
"Then let's chat for half an hour at most." Hua Ling said that it is not appropriate to go to bed too late when he is still young and growing up.
"Okay, okay." Hua Ling nodded repeatedly and agreed, "We haven't had a good chat these days, brother, I want to know more about you. Tell me, okay?"
Yan Shi didn't expect him to want to talk about this: "What do you want to hear?"
Hua Ling rested her chin on her hands, and blinked her eyes: "I want to hear everything about my brother, brother, tell me from the beginning."
When Yan Shi said hello, it really started when he was born. When talking about the anecdotes between him and Empress Yuan when Empress Yuan was alive, Hua Ling would giggle out loud. When talking about the death of the Empress Yuan, how he survived the man-eating palace, Hua Ling's eyes turned red and she sniffled.
However, he didn't talk much about the affairs of Empress Yuan, only a few words. He really didn't want Hua Ling to listen to those dark years. Hua Ling is clean and pure, like pure white jade, so let him keep this pure and beautiful forever.
When it was about the same, Hua Ling asked: "My brother has only left the palace this year to build a mansion, so has my brother never been out of the palace before?"
"That's not true," Yan Shi said, "As princes, our father allowed us to go out of the palace once a year on our birthdays when we were young. When we grow up, we can also go out of the palace when we are doing things for our father."
Hua Ling asked anxiously: "Where did the elder brother like to go when he was young?"
Yan Shi said: "I don't have a favorite place, I just walk around casually every time."
Hua Ling asked again: "Has that brother ever been to Nanqing Temple? I heard that the incense there is very effective."
Yan Shi thought for a while: "I've never been there before. If Ming Ting wants to go, I can accompany you."
"Okay, I'm going to burn a few more sticks of incense, and ask the Buddha to bless my brother." Hua Ling forced a few smiles, feeling a sense of loss in his heart. It seemed that he really didn't remember.
"My lord, my concubine." Qingji's voice suddenly came from outside.
Yan Shi asked loudly, "What's the matter?"
As he spoke, he walked to the door and opened it.
Qingji made a salute: "The emperor sent a message, asking you to enter the palace immediately."
Yan Shi and Hua Ling looked at each other: "Do you know what's going on?"
Qingji said: "Princess Huojia is missing."