The two of them stayed in the room all day long. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many official duties piled up in the past few days and Chu Yan hadn't finished handling them, he wouldn't have gotten up.

Cheng Chong put the memorial on the table and left. Cui Ying only wore a thin piece of clothing and sat aside. In her hand was the medical book sent by Xie Weixing. The girl read it carefully, as if she really wanted to It's like learning something from it.

Chu Yan raised his eyes to look at her. He felt that the medical book was an eyesore.

The more she learned, the more he felt that the string of the kite was gradually loosening, as if it was about to break free from the shackles, and about to fly far away.

"Shangjing is a prosperous place. When the child is born, I will take you to the palace to live for a while."

Suddenly, Chu Yan's voice sounded from far away. He didn't know when he walked to Cui Ying, took out the book and threw it to the ground. He picked her up and brought her to him. Looking at her, he felt at ease.

"Does His Highness want me to live in the East Palace?"

Although Cui Ying was reluctant, she didn't show it. She didn't want to go back with him.

"Where can I live if I don't live in the East Palace?"

He glanced sideways at her, and there was still some light in his eyes that she couldn't see through. Cui Ying nodded quickly: "I just never thought that I would be able to enter the palace one day. Everyone said that the nobles in the palace are very noble. .”

"Would it be difficult to get along with him?"

Cui Ying knew how to reply. Her words were very natural, and coupled with her worried expression, it was endearing.

"Don't pay attention to anyone."

Who dares to bully his people, unless they are desperate for their lives.

Furthermore, in the eyes of those people, his East Palace was so eager to retreat that no one would move forward.

"Xian Fei, don't you need it too?"

"Your Highness, is your Majesty easy to get along with?"

Cui Ying leaned over and lay on his knees. He picked up his pen and wrote a sentence on the memorial, and then replied to her: "Less contact."

These three words cannot be exactly what Cui Ying expected. They can only be said to be completely unrelated and run counter to each other.

Didn't it mean that Chu Yan had been with Concubine Xian since he was a child, and he was raised by her? Why did he have less contact with her when it came to his mouth?

"Ah? Concubine Xian, aren't you okay?"

"Some people, when you can't make a mistake, they are already wrong."

After Chu Yan finished reviewing the last memorial, he put down the pen in his hand. He raised his hand and patted Cui Ying on the back: "If you are so curious, you may lose your life."

He was used to scaring her. Cui Ying curled her lips and sat up straight: "I just want to know how to get along with the nobles in the palace. Your Highness is good. He doesn't have a single useful word."

"How do you know that in their eyes, you are not a noble person?"

With a frivolous look on his face, Chu Yan took her back into his arms. His sleeves fell off to reveal the colorful rope on his wrist. It was so ordinary that people wouldn't associate this folk thing with him.

But the most ordinary thing was worn on his hand, like the most unconventional gold, silver and jade.

Tianhuang is a noble man, and the appearance of a prince is full of nobility.

Where Cui Ying can't see, the butterfly mark has gone from hazy at the beginning to the deep mark now. The blood-red color looks like it was nourished and grown by human blood. It only needs a suitable opportunity to flap its wings and fly.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and she watched the rain falling from the eaves to form a rain curtain, reflecting a somewhat colorful light.

"I don't want to be a noble either."

I just want to be the most ordinary and ordinary person, just like when I was in Qingmu Town, with my father and mother accompanying me, although my life was poor, I never felt as tired as I do now.

But sometimes, things go the other way, which is normal in the world.

"Sister, sister!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Xie Weixing's voice coming from outside. The girl closed her umbrella and as soon as she stepped in, she saw Cui Ying sitting on Chu Yan's lap. The man looked at her with a bit of unconcealable anger in his eyes, as if she was already dead.

"Xiao Fengan taught you to be so unruly?"

After he finished speaking, Cui Ying pulled him: "Okay, Xing'er is still young."

After placing a comforting kiss on his ear, Chu Yan looked away, and Xie Weixing silently retracted his feet.

"I, I just want to ask my sister if she wants to go to Piaoyunfang to participate in the flower-picking poetry party tonight?"

Guliang County has developed trade, so it naturally has many entertainment projects. There are countless Qin Lou and Chu Pavilions, which has been a paradise for men since ancient times.

Piaoyunfang is the largest and best quality restaurant in Guliang County.

It's just that tonight is Piaoyunfang's annual flower-picking night and flower-picking poetry meeting. The men pick flowers, and the women participate in the poetry meeting to judge the annual Flower Goddess.

With this name, being married in Guliang County is better than any other reputation.

Therefore, this time of year is the most lively, and it just so happened that they caught up with it.

Xie Weixing liked to join in the fun, so he came over after being told that there would be a song and dance performance and he could participate in a poetry gathering, but he didn't hear the rest of the sentence.

The flower-picking night is when the distinguished guests spend a lot of money for the first night of the oiran lady. Picking flowers is naturally the oiran-picking.

Xiao Fengan came over in a hurry, but he didn't cover her mouth and let her say these words at once.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with this flower-picking night?"

Cui Ying naturally noticed the difference, but she didn't know when she would be able to leave Guliang County. It would be really uncomfortable to stay in the house all day.

Besides, when she leaves here, she might have to hide here and there for a while, so she might as well relax now.

Two expectant eyes fell on Chu Yan's face. Cui Ying pursed her lips, hooked her hands with him, and asked tentatively: "Huaiwei~ Let's go~"

When she acted coquettishly, she always liked to deliberately soften her voice. She was trembling and her eyes were as wet as a kitten. Chu Yan took her hand off and held back what he wanted to say.

There were two eyesores at the door, and he didn't want her to be seen like this.

"Let's go."

In addition to saying that she should not have sex, the doctor also said that to keep her in a happy mood, he would just let her go out to play.

These two words were like an imperial edict, making Cui Ying and Xie Weixing look at each other and smile.

"Sister, sister, I heard from people that there are quite a few women going to this flower-picking poetry party. What other poems are there? The ones that are right will win prizes, so let's go and join in the fun."

Xie Weixing was very happy. She had never been out for so long and had never seen so many novel things.

In fact, I was thinking that maybe taking some time out to relax would make Cui Ying feel better.

Piaoyunfang is located in the richest place in Guliang County. The boat is like a huge splash-ink painting of landscape. Before boarding, you can see many men and women. The women are wearing veils and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

After getting on the boat, men and women will be separated. Men go to the real flower-picking night, and women naturally go to the other side to participate in the so-called flower-picking poetry party.

The whole ship was lit with dim candles, adding to the mystery.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will take care of my sister."

"Xiao Fengan, if you dare to look at other women, I will stop you from doing so for the rest of your life."

After saying reassurance to Chu Yan and threatening Xiao Fengan, Xie Weixing took Cui Ying to the other side.

Chu Yan stood at the bow of the boat, raised his hand slightly, and a dark shadow followed him. He stopped his hand and walked in.

Xiao Fengan: I don’t have a single line in this chapter, so why should I give up acting for the rest of my life?

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