morning thoughts

There is no change in Huajing. Whether it is Ji Yu, the prince or Ling Yu, they are all in peace these few days.

It is not convenient for Ji Jingyang to inquire about any news while staying in the Prince's Mansion. He has been in Huajing for seven days and only went out for two days. Until the seventh day, Ji Yu still had no intention of reporting this matter to His Majesty. It was obvious that he did not want him to stay in Huajing. Beijing has been waiting for a long time.

He felt depressed but there was nothing he could do. After hinting to the prince a few times, the prince always talked about him.

Ji Jingyang belongs to the Lichuan Army, and he is not allowed to return to Beijing unless he is ordered to do so. The crown prince is in the middle of the delay for so long. Even if he asked the soldiers to camp outside, the crown prince still instructed him to leave Beijing first. It is really a delay Incredible.

He secretly took the initiative to send Ji Li to Huajing, although His Majesty had spoken first, but after all, he was the one who pushed this matter forward, and if such a thing happened again, Ji Yu would definitely hate himself in his heart even if he didn't say anything.It's just that he couldn't understand why Ji Yu pretended to be confused. He clearly saw that he was extremely angry that day, but he stopped for some reason.

Unable to think about it, Ji Jingyang tossed from the bed and didn't sleep anymore, closed his clothes and went to Ji Yu.

When Ji Yu arrived, Na Fuhai raised his eyes and saw that it was him, and he didn't stop him. He opened the door and let the person in. After giving two cups of tea, he retreated and closed the door.

The light in the room was slightly dim, Ji Jingyang closed his eyes, and opened them after a while to get used to it. He didn't shy away from Ji Yu, and asked directly in a bad tone: "How long do you want to block the news of Ji Li's coming to Beijing?"

Ji Yu glared at him, but said nothing.

Ji Jingyang was short of breath, and was about to quarrel with him again. After letting out two long breaths, he said: "Whether you believe it or not, I don't want anything to happen to Ji Li, but how long can you keep it from me? A living person has come to Sichuan, do you think His Majesty doesn’t know about it?”

Ji Yu picked his eyelids, finally took a look at him, and said mockingly: "Second brother, don't act like a brother and brother in front of me. When will A Li enter the palace to face Sheng Bulao, the second brother is concerned. I don't want to come to the prince. It’s so easy to join, otherwise the second brother wouldn’t have come to me to ask for an explanation.”

"Ji Yu!"

Ji Yu glanced at him again, picked a grape and put it in his mouth, his two thin lips spat out two seeds, and said leisurely: "Everyone in Huajing calls me the prince."

Ji Jingyang twitched his cheeks slightly, and still said unwillingly: "You should know that the father is old, and he has long since lost his previous disposition. Now he only knows to give in blindly. Li Chuan is far from what he used to be..."

"So what?" Ji Yu said, "When you sent me to Huajing, it was equivalent to abandoning me, and you never mentioned Li Chuan's affairs to me again. Since you have already made your choice, why bother to talk about it."

"What do you mean? In the future, Li Chuan's affairs will have nothing to do with you?" Ji Jingyang shouted.

Ji Yu thought it was funny, squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at him, raised his finger and pointed to himself, "I am a protégé in Beijing, and I can't even get out of the capital's gate. What else can Li Chuan expect from me? Of course, because The relationship with my father and king makes me, the legitimate son, still have the title of eldest son, for the sake of this upbringing, I will inherit King Annan and plan for Li Chuan in the future."

"What's more, shouldn't you be the happiest person for me to do this? How many things have you and your restless little lady done to me over the years, is Second Brother going to settle them all today?"

Ji Jingyang was speechless, his face flushed from depression and then turned pale in an instant, his expression was subtle, he hesitated for a while, but he didn't explain anything.

For some reason, he always felt that Ji Yu probably didn't know what happened in the past, but every time Ji Yu's eyes fell on him, he still couldn't help feeling cold from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Ji Yu said: "Huajing is fine, and Lichuan is busy. If there is nothing important, Second Brother should go back to Lichuan as soon as possible."

Ji Jingyang knew in his heart that if he didn't get Ji Yu's acknowledgment today, he would have to set off and return to Lichuan tomorrow. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't help it, so he could only bitterly say: "Don't bother me, I will make my own decision."

Ji Jingyang left in anger, the door panel was slammed and slammed. When Fu Hai came in, Ji Yu was sitting there with tea and was a little lost. Fu Hai called him "Your Majesty" and called him back.

Only when Ji Yu came back to his senses did his heart surge. He closed his eyes, gently rubbed the thick eyelashes between his brows and trembled a few times, let out a long breath, and said, "It's nothing."

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It was the first time for Ling Jun to go out of the palace to play seriously. He got up very early in the morning and went to ask Concubine Shu for leave. The servant followed, and Ling Jun's face immediately turned black. He waited for Ling Chao to appear and promised Concubine Shu repeatedly, and then agreed to bring two servants to follow Concubine Shu before letting him go.

As soon as the carriage got out of the palace gate and arrived on the street, Ling Jun jumped up like a carp, and saw that everything was fresh when he pulled the curtain, but it didn't take long before he got sleepy. Ling Chao looked at the black eyes under his eyes and knew that he was You must have not slept well last night.

"Go to bed first, there is still some distance from the Prince's Mansion."

Ling Chao turned sideways to give Ling Jun more space to rest. Seeing this, Ling Jun grinned happily, and fell down on Ling Chao's lap and closed his eyes. Ling Chao had no choice but to look down at Ling Jun's eyelashes You could tell from the constant trembling that he was afraid that he would push him up.

"Lie down well," Ling Chao dragged his head in, fearing that the bumps of the carriage would startle him, Ling Jun obediently rubbed his head in against his hands, breathing evenly after a while stand up.

When they arrived at Shizi Mansion, Ling Jun was still awake, and Ling Chao's legs felt numb under his pillow. Seeing that he was still awake, he didn't move until Ji Yu brought someone out to hug Ling Jun, and Ling Chao knocked on his legs, jokingly. Said: "It's really not easy to take care of children."

The speaker had no intention, but Ji Yu couldn't help but think a little more when he heard these words. He and Ling Chao had the urge to be together because of their enthusiasm, and they also had a mutual supportive friendship. Maybe Ling Chao treated him well. These feelings were born because of the rescue when he was young, and he probably got the result of these things because of the cause of these things.

But as Ling Chao is getting older, His Majesty may also pay attention to arranging suitable women to match him, not to mention his attitude towards Ling Jun. It is not difficult to guess that he is a person who likes children. If he moves in the future The thought of marrying a wife and having children...

Ji Yu stared at Ling Chao for a long while before asking, "Does Your Highness like children very much?"

Ling Chao smiled and said, "If everyone is like Ling Jun, forget it."

Ji Yu nodded, his heart trembled, it turned out that he likes well-behaved and sensible girls, no wonder Ji Li who was teasing that day was so happy.

Ling Chao got out of the carriage, held Ji Yu's hand through his long sleeves, and asked, "What are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied."

Ji Yu lowered his eyes to look at the hands they were holding, and said softly, "Think about where to go."

The author has something to say: Persimmon: I have imagined a drama about marrying a wife and having children, and I am very tired, please comfort me.

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