Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

Qingchen frowned and asked him, "Brother, who is Prince Peng?"

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe stared at her with a complicated expression, "What has been in your mind all day?"

For clearing, use the elimination method directly.

"Today, the second emperor brother came to me and said he was Prince Teng. Then he went to the fourth emperor brother's house. I saw it was written as Jiang Prince's Mansion... So, the seventh emperor brother is left?"

He stared at her dimly, "It's not hopeless yet."

Hearing this, Qingchen became unhappy and stepped forward to flip through the books on his desk.

"My memory is not very good, but don't you think that would make your life happier?"

"Yes..." It would be nice if I could forget about being angry so quickly.

He picked up the official document on the desk and continued to read it. Without her having to say anything, he probably knew what Ling Qi had said to her.

The fact that she came to ask who Prince Peng was proved that Ling Yu was indeed mentioned in their conversation.

Recently, Ling Yu and Yue Qinglan have been very close.

Moreover, Yue Qinglan's suggestions in court were praised by his father several times.

This has something to do with Ling Yu being behind his back.

Several brothers have been out of the palace for many years, except for the second brother, they are still the same.

The others seemed to be different.

"Brother Imperial, why haven't you seen Zhong Shui in recent days?" she suddenly asked.

When I came to his study just now, I could only see the paralyzed Aoki.

"He's gone out." He was sent to find out the whereabouts of the people from Xihe.

Although his father said that this matter should be left to the fourth child, he was still worried.

Check for yourself whether those people ran away or stayed in Dongming Country and looked for opportunities to kidnap the people in front of them...

"Oh." In response, Qingchen looked around at the bookshelves in his study, which were all ancient books.

And the art of war...

"Brother Imperial, don't you have a script here?"

Yue Qinghe raised his eyes, his gaze shifted from the official document to her pink face, "Don't you have anything else to tell me?"

Qingchen chuckled, a hint of slyness flashed across his eyes, "Brother, do you want to gossip about what my uncle said to me?"

"About your cousin."

"Since you can guess it, why do you need me to tell it?"

There was a hint of coolness in Yue Qinghe's eyes, "Have you ever fantasized about marrying him?"

Qingchen heard this, her petite body stiffened for a moment, and then she raised her lips, "Those are all things in the past..."

"So there is?" He raised his eyebrows, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

At this moment, Qingchen decided to cover his conscience and say, "No!"

"really?"

"More real than the pearls my father gave me!" This man is too easy to taste. If she told him the truth, he would be angry.

After she entered the palace and learned how to read, Ling Yu's letter to her did contain a subtle mention of asking her to wait for him.

Also, he is waiting for himself to grow up...

She thought that it meant that when she grew up, he would propose to his father to marry her?

Although she didn't ask explicitly, in fact, she had never been in contact with other men at all.

There is no Eighth Emperor sister to step in and design her own words.

In my previous life, I might have married Ling Yu and lived a simple life.

After all, if you think about it carefully, Ling has always treated him very gently.

"I remember that we first met when the Eighth Emperor sister just got married. Why did you come to the tavern?" He suddenly mentioned this matter.

Qingchen was stunned and opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

"Huh?" He put down the official document in his hand and approached her.

"No, aren't we talking about whether you have a storybook in your study?" She tried to change the subject.

"I don't have a script, but I'll ask someone to buy it for you for my brother's sake." He grabbed her little hand and moved closer to her.

The masculine scent of him enveloped her heavily.

Qingchen thought of the scene in the carriage, and his face felt slightly hot. The moment he raised his hand to support the bookshelf.

She immediately got out from under his arm and fled directly to the door, "Brother Emperor, is it time for dinner? I'll go to the kitchen to see what's delicious tonight..."

Yue Qinghe's eyes flashed with a smile, and he turned around to look at her fleeing figure.

……

The next day, Xiangsi ran from the front hall with a face full of joy.

"Princess, Prince Peng has given you many supplements, as well as the very rare Yingtao."

King Peng?

Her seventh emperor brother?

Qingchen walked to the hall and saw that there were indeed many gifts and brocade boxes placed in the hall.

The most rare thing is still using iced Yingtao.

Looking at the Yingtao, there are still water drops on it, full and full of luster.

In the Dongming Kingdom, the output of Yingtao is very small, so it is rare and valuable.

She was really flattered that the Seventh Emperor brother suddenly gave her so much.

How could the Seventh Emperor give him a gift for no reason?

"Princess, there is also an invitation." Yue Ji handed the invitation to her.

Qingchen was slightly stunned after reading the invitation. She had only met Brother Seventh Emperor a few times.

He actually invited himself to his house for a get-together.

Speaking of which, when he moved his residence, she was still ill and had no chance to visit his residence.

But now she is only at Yue Qinghe's house, what can she bring there?

"Where is my imperial brother?" she asked Yue Ji beside her.

Yue Ji thought about it for a moment, "It seems that she is still in the palace..."

How could she, a slave, find out where the prince was going?

However, I saw the prince going out in the morning, but he still hasn't returned home yet.

Qingchen hesitated for a moment, thinking that he might not be able to stay in Prince Zhai's Mansion for a few more days, and he might be recalled to the palace by his father tomorrow or in a few more days.

How could you not take advantage of the moment and walk around?

Thinking of this, she immediately walked back to the bedroom, "Come on, Yueji will change my clothes. Xiangsi will ask the steward to prepare a carriage for me. I'm going to Prince Peng's Mansion."

……

Prince Peng's Mansion.

There is a gentle breeze in the backyard of Prince Peng's Mansion.

Yue Qinglan's eyes fell on the white jade teacup in her hand, and the man in the pavilion was stroking the sweet music of the piano.

But the voice was too sad, which made him feel a sense of sadness.

He raised his hand to signal him to stop.

The music suddenly stopped.

"Recently, your piano music has been filled with sadness." Yue Qinglan stood up and walked towards the pavilion, her handsome and elegant face full of indifference, "Is my eighth emperor sister making things difficult for you again?"

Ling Yu stood up and held his hands towards him, "I am guilty of disturbing the prince's elegance."

"No one is a sage, and there are always times when he is in a bad mood. What's the crime?" Yue Qinglan saw that his face was not good, and she softly advised: "If I, the Eighth Emperor Sister, give you trouble, don't you?" Just talk to her more."

He had learned about Yue Qingqian's character when he was young.

So he still sympathized with the person in front of him.

It's hard for him to marry the most savage among the princesses.

Ling Yu lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in silence. It was obvious that he didn't like mentioning things about Yue Qingqian.

At this time, the servant in the front yard came to report, "Your Majesty, the ninth princess is here."

"Nine Emperors Sister." Yue Qinglan raised her lips and moved her gaze slightly, landing on Ling Yu's face.

The moment he heard the servant coming to report, his originally dead eyes suddenly lit up.