Only this green, not disappointing the spring

Shangguan Qingyue was having a lot of fun being a matchmaker here. Although the Yang siblings disturbed her from time to time, it did not stop her from enjoying her life.

However, Xuanyuan Yan, who was far away in the capital, was not living a comfortable life. Even the guards who had been by his side all year round were not used to it.

Sitting alone in the study, he opened the album he had read three times, and gently stroked the petite woman with her sweet smile in the painting. Soon, he shouted to the outside of the door in annoyance:

"Qingyi."

Recently, the master's temper has been getting worse and worse, and he exudes a chill all over his body. The servants in the mansion dare not even breathe. Hearing the call, Qing Yi took a deep breath, then quietly opened the door and walked in, saying:

"Master, do you have anything to ask?"

"Has there still been no letter from Shancang County sent to your house today? Could it be that something was missed and lost?"

In order to ensure the safety of the letter, Qing Yi specially divided a line from the secret agents to be responsible for investigating the news of Shancang County and delivering letters.

I wish that as soon as the girl sealed the letter, someone would immediately take it from her hands, ride the fastest horse and deliver it to the capital at an urgent speed of 800 miles.

How could such a precise connection have any mistakes? If this were true, wouldn't the Flying Eagle Guards be useless people who eat for free? The master didn't even need to ask, everyone had to die to apologize.

However, he did not dare to refute and only replied respectfully:

"I personally inquired this morning and confirmed that no letter had been sent. Otherwise, should I send someone to investigate carefully? Or... let the Flying Eagle Guards ask Miss Shangguan in person?"

"Humph, why ask her? That heartless little girl, I'm afraid she's only focused on the little business she has, and has no time to care about him! Maybe she has already forgotten what she promised!

Well, you can leave now."

Qing Yi secretly groaned, that little ancestor was really annoying, causing the master's anger to be vented on them, the servants.

Alas, is he going to do something secretly? The guards in the mansion have been training for longer and longer these days, and they are all complaining.

Those who don't know would think they are preparing to send troops to fight! Ah, bah! Da'an is prosperous and peaceful, so there is no need to fight a war.

In fact, Xuanyuan Yan really wronged Shangguan Qingyue, she would squeeze out time to paint almost every day. Since you have promised the other party, you must do your best.

As for why she didn't write a letter, it was because she always remembered what Xuanyuan Yan had said: the two of them were only teacher-student in the village, and they should not be mentioned again after leaving the village. In this case, it would be better not to contact each other again.

As for the album, she would send someone to give it to him when she returned to Beijing. She had never planned to send anything to Xuanyuan Yan.

If Xuanyuan Yan knew the reason, he would probably regret it.

……

According to the custom of Da'an Kingdom, the princes in the palace had to move out of the palace when they turned 14. According to the custom, when they moved out of the palace to build their own residence, they would be given the title of prince, while the princes of lower ranks would be given the title of county prince.

However, the current emperor and the queen have a deep love for each other and take good care of the prince they gave birth to. In order to consolidate the position of the prince, they have not given titles to other sons. This is to prevent the princes from forming cliques with officials and having evil intentions.

Since moving out of the palace, Xuanyuan Yan never took the initiative to enter the palace unless it was necessary. After being freed from his biological mother's control, he finally had a chance to breathe.

However, since he returned to Beijing this time, Concubine Jing had summoned him more frequently. The reason was, of course, that she was concerned about her son's recovery.

The concubines in the palace talked about it privately. If she really loved her son, she wouldn't have tortured him like this. This Imperial Concubine Jing, her intentions were obvious to everyone!

Look, within half a month of my son’s return, he is planning to hold a chrysanthemum-viewing banquet in the palace. Most of the chrysanthemums in autumn are still just buds, what chrysanthemums are you looking at!

Having just felt the tremendous pressure from his master yesterday, Qing Yi had no choice but to interrupt Xuanyuan Yan who was feeding, uh, feeding the cats in the zoo.

Where did you get this cat? It looks...so unique.

"Why are you four brothers hiding like rats recently? Tell me, what's going on?"

Oh, they wish they had the ability to become invisible!

"Your Highness, someone from the palace has sent a message that the Imperial Concubine will hold a chrysanthemum viewing banquet in three days. The Imperial Concubine has asked Your Highness... to be there on time."

Xuanyuan Yan held the cat in his arms and stroked its back gently. The cat was snow-white with only its tail being black. It felt comfortable being stroked by its owner and purred loudly.

Qing Yi handed the tray to Xuanyuan Yan so that he could have a closer look, and explained:

"This brocade robe was sent by the cousin of Prime Minister Wang. She said it was the apology she promised to you."

Xuanyuan Yan glanced at the dark brocade robe embroidered with delicate dark patterns in gold thread and snorted coldly. He hated bat patterns the most and never wore clothes embroidered with such patterns.

Her good cousin wanted to tell the world how much she admired her, but she had never really tried to understand her preferences. The word "like" she mentioned was really ridiculous!

"Tell them to go back and tell them that we are both old now and we should not do such things that could lead to misunderstandings."

Qing Yi hesitated for a moment, but still said:

"If Miss Cousin reports this to Her Majesty, Your Highness will probably be reprimanded. If you don't like it, we can just leave it in the warehouse to collect dust, just like we did in the past. Why..."

"Why are you so tough? Are you trying to displease my mother?

Qingyi, are you satisfied with your current life? Is there anything you have always liked but never had the chance to try? "

Xuanyuan Yan's turn was too big, and Qing Yi was unable to react for a moment. He was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say, so he asked back:

"Why do you suddenly ask this, Master?"

He put the cat, which was about to fall asleep, back on the ground, and ignored its dissatisfied meows. Xuanyuan Yan left the zoo with his hands behind his back, and after walking for a long distance, he murmured:

"I'm tired of it..."

Three days later, Xuanyuan Yan wore only a simple black robe, a white jade hairpin in his hair, and no other ornaments. He did not enter the palace until almost noon.

Almost all the wives and daughters of officials above the fourth rank in the capital came.

I don't know what special ability Concubine Jing used, but the various famous chrysanthemums placed in the courtyard have all bloomed. In addition, the placement of the flowers is very particular, which complements the scenery in the garden. It is indeed worth watching carefully.

But these carefully dressed young ladies from official families had long lost interest.

No matter how big the palace garden was, two hours was enough for them to walk around it three times. They could almost count the varieties of chrysanthemums and even the total number of flowers in bloom!

The delicate makeup on her face was also washed off by the scorching sun at noon, but she couldn't find a room to rest and re-do it.

Just when they were in the most embarrassing situation, Xuanyuan Yan came slowly.

When he saw the garden full of chrysanthemums, he couldn't help thinking: Compared with the large areas of wild chrysanthemums in the village, the scenery of this garden seems lifeless.

It was a pity that he didn't see the chrysanthemums in full bloom. Otherwise, he could have taken the initiative to write a letter and asked the girl to draw a picture of autumn scenery for him.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly became much more open, and he couldn't help but put on a faint smile. This caused the women to exclaim softly, as if it was the first time they saw the Third Prince smile!

It is as stunning as a flash in the pan, and unforgettable.