Concubine Yun Shu didn't know what was up to this son she was meeting for the first time, but he was definitely not a simple person. From the first glance she had taken yesterday, she realized that her son was not stupid.
The armor scraped across the table, and she looked at her other son who was about to jump up in anxiety.
I thought to myself, it’s only been one day, and their relationship has become so good. Are they twins?
Even if we haven't seen each other for many years, the reunion will still inspire the inner affection.
If she were an ordinary woman, she would be happy to have such a pair of sons who are smarter than ordinary people.
Unfortunately she is not.
Concubine Yun Shu looked at the young man in red who was laughing unrestrainedly, and her expression was dazed for a moment.
She remembered that Qu Zhaoheng also smiled like this when he was a child, but gradually he stopped smiling and the expression on his face became increasingly dull.
The person next to her touched her lightly. After coming back to her senses, Concubine Yun Shu smiled sarcastically. It had been so long ago, why bother thinking about it again.
"Grandma Gao, go pour him some tea."
There is plenty of tea in Xianya Palace, I want to see what you are going to do.
Yan Cheng said that he could drink as much as he wanted, but someone didn't want him to drink.
"Stop drinking."
The Seventh Prince disregarded etiquette and came over to knock over the cup of tea, causing both of their clothes to get slightly wet.
Concubine Yun Shu sat at the top, watching the brothers play tricks with an expressionless face.
"Spit it out!" The Seventh Prince held Yan Cheng's face and pinched it seriously, "Didn't I tell you not to eat or drink anything casually?"
The Seventh Prince was so angry that his stomach ached, completely ignoring the fact that this was the Xian'ya Palace and their mother was sitting at the top.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the suspicious look on the woman at the top. Yan Cheng, whose face was squeezed out of shape, opened her big, innocent eyes and said in a vague voice, "I swallowed it and can't spit it out."
"You must spit it out!"
"Not really. I don't feel that way."
Seventh Prince: ...
The Seventh Prince glanced up coldly, sniffed his wet sleeves, frowned, took Yan Cheng's hand and walked out.
"Walk."
His right hand was wrapped by another warm hand, and it seemed that the warmth was transmitted from the palm to his heart. Yan Cheng obediently followed his brother.
When I reached the door, I suddenly looked back and saw the woman sitting above me leaning against the table with her cheek supported by one hand. She had a beautiful face and gorgeous clothes. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful painting.
But she is the only one in this monotonous painting, which inevitably makes her look a bit lonely.
Yan Cheng suddenly wanted to ask: Is it worth it?
For that meaningless position, he even exploited his own flesh and blood.
It consumes life, wears away emotions, and dissipates enthusiasm, and in the end, even if you stand at the highest point, you will be left with nothing.
Will she really not regret it?
Outside the Xian'ya Palace, the Seventh Prince asked the eunuch following him to quickly find the imperial physician, but was stopped by Yan Cheng.
"I have to go find the imperial physician. I'm worried." The Seventh Prince said angrily, "I told you not to eat or drink anything from the Xianya Palace. Why didn't you listen?"
"Don't go."
Yan Cheng asked the eunuchs behind him to stop the people. The two eunuchs had no choice but to pull and tug while watching what result their masters came up with.
The seventh prince was very angry. His initial impression of his "younger brother was very well-behaved" was overturned. This younger brother was not very well-behaved at all. He was obviously very disobedient.
Yan Cheng pulled his arm and softened his voice: "Don't worry, I'm really fine. I'm not stupid. I will definitely not do anything to hurt myself."
The Seventh Prince refused to communicate, but did not shake off the hand. He looked at Yan Cheng with squinted eyes, and that little look seemed to say "If you are not stupid, who is stupid?"
Yan Cheng approached him and whispered in his ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear: "I won't be poisoned."
"How is that possible?"
The two eunuchs who were pretending to pull each other heard the hoarse duck-like questioning from the Seventh Prince's mouth, and a big exclamation mark appeared above their heads.
There was shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't understand why the noble and cold Seventh Prince could make such a noise.
The Seventh Prince also realized that there was something wrong with his voice and quickly closed his mouth, but his face turned cutely red.
"Voice change period?"
Yan Cheng touched his throat and thought that he was the same age as the Seventh Prince. He couldn't help but look sad. The Seventh Prince had entered the voice change period, so he would be soon too.
“Ahem.”
The seventh prince coughed twice and tried to speak a word. When he found that his voice had returned to normal, he finally put his mind at ease.
She reached out and grabbed Yan Cheng's arm, imitating his previous movements and whispered in his ear, "What do you mean by not being poisoned?"
The heat stimulated his ears to a slight red. Yan Cheng moved his shoulders uncomfortably: "It's just what you think."
Seventh Prince: ...?
What is he thinking?
Without waiting for the Seventh Prince to ask again, Yan Cheng pushed his back and walked forward: "Let's go, let's go, what's the point of standing at the gate of Xianya Palace?"
The Seventh Prince walked passively, and his usually active brain was unable to analyze any useful information for a while. It might be the first time he experienced such closeness, and he was so surprised that his thinking stopped being active.
After walking a long way, he finally responded, "Are you really okay?"
"It's all right."
And it was a good drink.
"You didn't lie to me?"
"Really, really, I won't lie to anyone else but you."
The Seventh Prince then reluctantly believed Yan Cheng. When he heard that Yan Cheng was going to Zhuixia Palace, he thought about it and decided to follow him.
Although it is said that Yan Zhaoyi and her younger brother were aunt and niece before, so many years have passed and Yan Zhaoyi has her own children.
Moreover, the child is a brother of my younger brother, and he is also weak and sickly.
What if Concubine Yan suddenly becomes disillusioned and hates her brother because he is healthier than her own children?
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