Zhong Wan glanced at the coachman, the coachman lowered his head in shame, Zhong Wan was helpless, and this man seemed to be Yu She.
The people who should come can't hide, Zhong Wan got out of the car and entered the other courtyard.
Before Yu She came back, Butler Feng was startled when he saw Zhong Wan, and only after listening to the people who came out of the palace knew what had happened, Steward Feng trembled in anger: "His Royal Highness is the cousin of the prince, Yu The concubine is the aunt of the prince, they, they…”
During the conversation, someone went back and forth again, saying that someone came from the palace, and it was rumored that Prince Yu from the palace had entered the palace.
Zhong Wan frowned: "Is Prince Yu called to censure Yu She?"
"How is that possible?" Butler Feng heaved a sigh of relief, "It must have been the lord to teach Concubine Yu and the Fifth Highness."
Zhong Wan still didn't feel relieved, "However, Yu She pushed the Fifth Prince into the water, is it really okay?"
Butler Feng didn't care at all, "If the Fifth Highness is fine, then it will be fine. This is not the first time, at most... I will be fined for the first half of the year, and house arrest for ten days and a half, it will not be in the way."
Butler Feng sighed, "Concubine Yu probably knew that this was the result again, so she had to make a fuss..."
Butler Feng looked like he was used to it, but Zhong Wan thought this was absurd.
"Why are you here?" Butler Feng remembered Zhong Wanlai and said unexpectedly, "You... are you moving in so early? I haven't packed anything yet."
Zhong Wan was helpless: "Your son kidnapped me, if it's all right... Can you let me go home?"
Butler Feng said without thinking, "Of course not!"
"Since it's the prince's intention, how can we dare to let you go?" The memory of being tortured by the young Zhong Wan for three months was deeply in Butler Feng's mind. He was afraid that Zhong Wan would sneak away again, so he first threatened, "You If you really leave... You think about the prince coming back and can't see you, what will happen?"
Zhong Wan's Adam's apple moved, "Will... how?"
"If you lose your temper, look back and find a way to make up for it. The unfortunate one is you." Butler Feng said in a horrified manner, "In the worst case, he was angry! He led someone to smash the gate of the Qian'an Palace in the middle of the night and took you away. Just grab it back... The King of Qian'an is still ill, so he can't stand such a shock, right? Besides, in the middle of the night, the prince was escorted back from the palace of Qian'an's palace all the way... Do you want to lose face?"
Zhong Wan looked at Steward Feng tiredly, "The last time you persuaded Yu She to come to our house to tell me, my face was almost ashamed."
Butler Feng managed the loss and smiled shyly: "Last time, I was confused, didn't make it clear, and implicated Young Master Zhong, but this time is different, think about it, the prince just got angry in the palace and has the worst temperament. At this time, I will catch you back at this time, what will… what will happen to you?”
Zhong Wan thought blankly, will... What will happen to me
In a fit of rage, tied me to the bed, this and that
Zhong Wan's ears turned slightly red, and for a while, he really wanted to try running.
"It's fine if I don't leave. I have something to ask him too." Zhong Wan coughed and looked around, "Where am I going to wait for him? The study?"
"No one else is allowed to enter the prince's study." Butler Feng made up his own way, "Wait for the deceased's bedroom."
Zhong Wan looked at Butler Feng tiredly, "Did you still put the tub and petals in the bedroom?"
Butler Feng blushed, "Of course not! Then... Master Zhong went to the wing where you used to live?"
Zhong Wan was stunned: "Do you still keep it?"
Butler Feng said, "Of course, I'll take you there."
Butler Feng took Zhong Wan to where he used to live and left, Zhong Wan let out a soft sigh of relief.
Nothing has changed in the wing room, and for a while Zhong Wan thought that he had returned to seven years ago.
There was only one more little girl in the house who was holding a lamp, and she looked twelve or thirteen years old.
Zhong Wan smiled: "Are you serving Yu Xiaowang?"
The little girl shook her head, not daring to speak.
Zhong Wan said: "You go, I don't need anyone to wait on me."
The little girl didn't dare to leave, she just stood by the table.
Zhong Wan couldn't help it. For this girl, he couldn't even lie down, so he could only sit upright, with nothing to say, "How many years have you been in this manor?"
The little girl said softly for a long time, "It's been five years."
"Oh, then I haven't seen you." Zhong Wan nodded, "I... used to stay in the mansion for a while, and you were probably only four or five years old at that time."
The little girl looked at Zhong Wan timidly.
He couldn't drive away, and he didn't have to say anything. Zhong Wan picked up a book and read it, just turned two pages, and saw the little girl rubbing slowly in front of the bookcase.
Zhong Wan continued to flip through the book, paying attention to her from the corner of his eye.
The little girl thought that Zhong Wan was not paying attention, tremblingly, shaking her hands, and turned on the small incense burner.
Zhong Wan turned another page of the book.
The pages of the book clapped, so frightened that the girl hurriedly retracted her hands, not daring to move at all.
Zhong Wan guessed that the housekeeper Feng had instructed her. The child was timid, and his hands and feet were not easy to handle.
Zhong Wan still didn't speak, and quietly flipped through the book.
After a while, the little girl rubbed against the desk again, gently opened the incense box, and, tremblingly, grabbed a large handful of benzoin.
Zhong Wan: "…"
Young and ruthless.
The little girl didn't know what kind of advice she got. After thinking about it, she grabbed another handful and put it all into the incense burner to put out the charcoal fire. She covered the incense burner with shaking hands and stepped aside.
The benzoin in the censer burns like a roaring smoke.
Zhong Wan couldn't hold back and sneezed.
The little girl was so frightened that she fluttered like a chicken.
"Go on." Zhong Wan lost her temper, "I'm sleepy, you can't watch me sleep, can you?"
The little girl's errands have been done, and Ben didn't dare to stay any longer. She was blessed and retired with relief.
Zhong Wan stood up and looked at the small incense burner, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The young man Yu She forced himself to sleep, but he only used three or five pieces of benzoin. Butler Feng's hands are too poisonous. This incense burner is full of benzoin... Is the smoked person unconscious
Zhong Wan covered his mouth and nose and coughed twice, picked up the tea cup, poured it into the incense burner, turned and lay on the couch.
Yu She didn't know if he would be able to come back tonight.
Zhong Wan laughed, fortunately it was benzoin, if it were aphrodisiac, he would have to be killed by that old thing if he stayed in the empty room all night...
Zhong Wan was most afraid of this kind of incense. After being smoked for a while, he began to feel sleepy.
He still couldn't understand what happened to Yu She's life experience.
No matter how cruel Xuan Qiong said, Yu She is really murdering the prince, is it all right
What is Emperor Chong'an thinking
Isn't it... The old Chong'an Emperor has too many worries, and he doesn't dare to forgive Yu Yu
Zhong Wan frowned tightly, thinking about Xuanjing, thinking about choosing Qiong, and sighed that Emperor Chong'an's life was really bad.
There are only two sons left, one of them is not promising.
Xuan Jing's brainless thing is still in his own mansion to this day, and Xuan Qiong... Zhong Wan has not gotten along with him very much, but looking at the shit he did today, he knew that he had not made any profit in these years.
Zhong Wan put himself in the shoes of Emperor Chong'an and made a choice, the more he thought about it, the colder his heart became.
If Yu She was really the parent and son of Emperor Chong'an, who would Xuanjing and Xuanqiong choose, he might not be able to withstand Yu She's rebellion in the future.
But the throne must always be inherited. Emperor Chong'an is almost sixty years old. Even if the imperial mausoleum emits blue smoke and asks him to have another prince, Emperor Chong'an will not be able to survive the new prince's adulthood, but someone will always inherit the throne in the future, Zhong Wan turned over and had a headache... Could it be that Emperor Chong'an really wanted to establish Yu She
If this is the case, Xuan Jing and Xuan Qiong will not be able to survive. If Yu She wants to take the throne, it is impossible to keep these "justifiable" princes.
Xuan Jing and Xuan Qiong also expected it, so Yu She must be removed early.
The more Zhong Wan thought about it, the more impatient he became, and he began to think about Xuan Rui who was taking medicine. Xuan Rui had been ill for several days. Today, he finally had a chance to resign from Emperor Chong'an, but he was disturbed by Xuan Qiong again. , Zhong Wan gritted his teeth angrily. His mind was swayed by the benzoin, and he fell asleep after worrying for a while.
Zhong Wan slept unsteadily and was in a daze, feeling that he had returned to his youth, when he was taken care of by Lin Si when he was ill.
Zhong Wan had already passed on the news at that time, a big stone in his heart fell, and he fell asleep. He was only awake for half an hour on and off every day, but he couldn't open his eyes.
He remembered that the clumsy thing Lin Si poured himself a bowl of medicine, as if he had fought a water fight with him in Ning Wang's mansion, and poured it directly on his face.
Zhong Wan gathered up all his strength, and with a dripping soup on his head, he gritted his teeth and said to Lin Si, "Let me go..."
But Yu She, who happened to be caught on fire and came to see him, heard it.
The young man Yu She thought that he was speaking to him, his face turned pale for a while, then turned around and left.
Seeing that he had misunderstood, Zhong Wan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and hurriedly fell under the bed, knocking himself unconscious.
At that time, Zhong Wan fell asleep thinking about how to coax Yu She, who had gotten angry with him.
Fortunately, Yu She seemed to have come by himself later.
Zhong Wan didn't even remember how Yu She took care of him back then, but he seemed to see it in his dream. He watched the young Yu She helplessly embrace the younger self, scooping the medicine with a small spoon, little by little. Feed yourself, and every time you feed it, he will take out a candy purse from his arms and put a piece of candy in his mouth.
Zhong Wan saw his younger self coughing and vomiting again, Yu She hugged him and patted him, then rolled up his sleeves and had someone bring a basin to scrub himself.
Zhong Wan saw the young man Yu She blushing and fidgeting again. After hesitating for half an hour, he walked to the bed and gently unbuttoned his clothes...
Zhong Wan laughed softly in the dream.
Zhong Wan almost woke up with a smile, and in the chaos, he felt that someone was sitting on the head of his bed.
Zhong Wan had slept on this couch for half a year, and everything was familiar to him. He was not awakened. He was intoxicated by the benzoin.
At that time, Yu She was not so tall.
Zhong Wan vaguely felt that the person sitting at the head of the bed leaned down slightly | leaning close to him, there was a sound of cloth rubbing in Zhong Wan's ear, feeling that the other party smoothed his hair for him, and his cool fingers swept across the hair. , making Zhong Wan squinted comfortably.
Zhong Wan tilted his head unconsciously, his face rubbed against the man's hand, and the man immediately withdrew his hand.
Zhong Wan frowned, and after a while, he felt that his shirt was loosened a little bit.
Zhong Wan instinctively wanted to close up his clothes, but his wrist was gently pressed against the pillow, the force was not heavy, it only restricted Zhong Wan's movements and did not make him feel uncomfortable.
Zhong Wan couldn't wake up, feeling that the person in the dream untied his clothes little by little, supported his waist again, took off his coat, and put it aside.
The other party put his hand on the collar of his underwear again, his slender fingers hesitantly touched the top button, and after a while, he moved his hand away without undoing it.
Zhong Wan didn't know whether he was lucky or regretful in the dream. He moved a little, thinking that the dream was over, but the next moment...
The other party leaned down, and suddenly leaned very close to him, Zhong Wan clearly felt the other party's cool hair hanging down and swept across his neck.
The other party's breathing was right next to his ear, and Zhong Wan suddenly became emotional and whispered: "Ziyou..."
The other party's breathing became much heavier, the stamina of benzoin hit, and Zhong Wan fell asleep completely...
The next morning, Zhong Wan sat on the bed, staring blankly at his jacket at the end of the bed.
Zhong Wan remembered clearly that he never took off his clothes last night.
That's... how did it get taken off
The clothes were also folded twice, obviously not because he felt uncomfortable taking them off in his dream.
Zhong Wan took a deep breath, feeling faintly that he might have lost something last night.
Butler Feng knocked on the door outside, pushed the door open, and peeked at Zhong Wan with flickering eyes.
Zhong Wan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and tried his best to say in a natural tone, "Last night... Did Little Prince Yu return to the manor?"
Butler Feng nodded cautiously, "As soon as I come back, I will come to you."
Zhong Wan was desperate.
Zhong Wan recalled crazily, did he speak laxly last night, called names that shouldn't be called, or said things that shouldn't be said.
Butler Feng asked carefully: "Master Zhong, do you want, what, do you want..."
Zhong Wan's voice trembled: "No hot water!"
Butler Feng swallowed, "It's okay not to, but you... You're so quiet, I'm not at ease."
"How about that?" Zhong Wan said in despair, "Should I be biting the quilt and crying now that I'm so dirty, I'm so dirty?"