[The memories of Plane 03 and the mission target have been blocked, other abilities are not blocked]
The snow was flying everywhere, and the whole place looked white. The plum blossoms on the wintersweet tree were in full bloom, and the snowflakes piled up on the branches made it look even more gorgeous.
The walls are red and the tiles are green. On the eaves stand two little dragons gazing into the distance. The plaque is engraved with the words "Eastern Palace" with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes in gold and silver. The door plaque is surrounded by gorgeous carvings.
"roll!"
A roar came from the room, breaking the silence.
The snow on the plum branches was frightened by the sound, and a few strands of snow fell down.
At this moment, suddenly a carriage with a body made of red nanmu wood and decorated with ornaments came towards here.
As the chestnut horse stepped forward, the cool breeze gently blew the exquisite thick silk curtains.
On both sides of the carriage, there were several people wearing thick cotton jackets, hugging the stove with their hands and feet tucked in. They lowered their heads and followed closely on both sides of the carriage.
“Ouch~”
The driver pulled the reins to stop the horses.
The horse stopped and stamped its hooves in place.
The servant following the carriage took down the footstool on the carriage and shouted respectfully inside: "Master, we are here."
After a while, a pair of slender hands lifted the curtain and poked their heads out. Their long, shiny black hair was tied into a bun with a platinum silk ribbon. They had delicate eyebrows, pink lips, and clear eyes with ripples of spring, exuding the elegant temperament of a scholar.
The young man was wrapped in a thick snow-white fur cloak. With the support of his servants, he stepped on the stool below and stood on the ground.
This young man was Chu Yanyan. When he woke up, he found himself sitting in a carriage. It took him a minute to accept the plot of this dimension. To sum it up, he had to survive while appeasing the violent prince. The rumored prince Feng Qingwu was his target.
He will sort out the detailed plot one by one when he has free time.
He pursed his lips slightly and looked up at the tall red walls and the magnificent building. Several guards stood at the door, creating a serious atmosphere.
His gaze lingered on the plaque for a few seconds, then he hugged the heater tightly in his hands and walked towards the door.
Before they could enter, the guards at the door stopped them and said in a cold tone, "Except for Master Chu, no one else is allowed to enter."
"But what should we do if no one helps take down these books of our young master?" The young man following Chu Yanyan hesitated.
The guards didn't say anything else, but they wouldn't let them in.
Chu Yanyan held the heater in one hand and took the bookcase and oil-paper umbrella from the attendant with the other, and whispered, "Just come here and wait for me at noon."
The young man wanted to say something more, but under the serious gaze of his young master, he lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Yes."
"Please follow me, Mr. Chu."
"Um."
Chu Yanyan walked in alone.
The servant watched the man disappear into the deep mansion, then turned and left, with a hint of indignation on his face.
It was obvious that his young master was the most beloved son of the current right prime minister, but an imperial decree ordered his young master to be the current crown prince's companion in study.
It should have been an honor, but the current crown prince has a fickle temperament. Several sons of wealthy families have lost their lives in the Eastern Palace before. Who would send their own son to die?
The prime minister did not expect that the imperial edict would be brought to him out of the blue. Since it was difficult to disobey the imperial edict, he could only reluctantly let his youngest son come to accompany the prince in his studies.
Life or death depends entirely on fate.
Chu Yanyan, worried about the servants, walked inside under the guidance of the guards.
When you enter the palace, apart from the high walls, you will see a large courtyard with rockery, a lake, and many precious tree species.
The wintersweet flowers are in full bloom, looking cool, elegant and noble.
The road was complicated and we took a long time to get to our destination.
"The prince is inside, please go in by yourself, Mr. Chu." The guard said, and without waiting for Chu Yanyan to ask something, he walked away quickly, as if something was chasing him from behind.
Chu Yanyan: “…”
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