It is said that you attacked me in a dream

Tangled with Ye Huaiqing for a long time, and almost forgot the business, Yang Zhi took advantage of Ye Huaiqing's opening and said: "By the way, third son, my lord has let me inform you that the Empress Dowager's [-]th birthday will be in three days, so you should prepare to enter the palace to celebrate her birthday together. "

"Hiss." Ye Huaiqing was stunned for a moment, and asked, "I want to go too?"

It shouldn't be, this guy Yan Yanglie is not sick, although... the real Ye Huaiqing is considered an ugly daughter-in-law to see her parents-in-law if viewed from modern people's thinking.

But for the Queen Mother's birthday, why should he join in the fun with an unfavored male concubine who is not a legitimate concubine?

Yang Zhi nodded: "Third Young Master, don't worry, the congratulatory gift has already been prepared."

"Then what, it's not about congratulatory gifts." Ye Huaiqing shook his head and said, "I'm not your prince's wife, so going to congratulate the Queen Mother may not be in line with the etiquette."

Although he didn't know what the ancient court was like, he watched old uncle Chen Tang's shows too much, so he always felt that there was something fraudulent about it.

Yang Zhi still thought that before she came, the prince said that these three young masters are easy to be stupid, but now it seems that this is not the case, so she said: "The prince said, you must go together."

Ye Huaiqing was depressed now.

Yan Yanglie is obviously uneasy and kind when he suddenly greets the chicken like a weasel.

But if you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. He wanted to see what drama Yan Yanglie wanted to sing with him, so he nodded hesitantly.

Seeing this, Yang Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief, but was puzzled.

In other words, the personalities of these three sons are completely different from before.If in the past, as long as the prince said a word, he could wish to die, but now he is pretending to be stupid, or has he really lost his memory?

Two days later, Ye Huaiqing and Yan Yanglie swaggered into the palace with congratulatory gifts to meet the Queen Mother. Ye Huaiqing finally had the opportunity to walk in the majestic palace. Also stylish.

Then Yan Yanglie looked down on her face.

On the way to Anning Palace, Yan Yanglie didn't know what kind of cold wind he was blowing, so he suddenly wrapped his hands around his waist and eyes, and the two of them drew several centimeters closer and collided with the nearby palace maid and eunuch.

He just looked at the lowered faces of the court ladies and eunuchs who were walking away from them, looking at each other in surprise.

Of course, he was the most surprised.

The next moment, he put aside the hand on his waist and glanced at the expressionless Yan Yanglie: "My lord, where do you put your hand?"

If you want to hug it, you should put it on your shoulders. You obviously misplaced it.

Yan Yanglie groaned softly, which stretched his waist even more, looked at him coldly, and asked: "This king suddenly has the interest to hug his concubine, and you react so much?"

Ye Huaiqing chuckled inwardly, Yan Yanglie is too abnormal today, maybe he was caught by the gate before going out, or his brain was kicked by a donkey, or he took the wrong medicine, otherwise he couldn't say such derailed words.

The more Ye Huaiqing thought about it, the more he felt that he was at a disadvantage. He resisted because he didn't want to be played like a monkey by others, but Yan Yanglie had to accept it.

As a result, one accidentally kicked Yan Yanglie, and then Yan Yanglie strangled his neck and walked away, turning into flirting and scolding in the eyes of others along the way, until he entered the Queen Mother's Palace of Peace.

Tranquility Palace.

Just after taking care of the congratulatory gifts sent by the ministers, the queen mother is in a good mood, chatting with the emperor about something.

This empress dowager is already fifty years old, but her rosy skin does not lose its elasticity. She has been maintained ten years younger, and there are no crow's feet around her eyes.

After Yan Yanglie swayed and knelt down, she was pulled over by the Queen Mother to ask for warmth, while Ye Huaiqing imitated Yan Yanglie in a daze, and stared at the emperor on the red carpet after kneeling.

The emperor saw him squinting his long and narrow eyes, his brows were full of regal demeanor, but there was also a bit of resolute tenderness.

Ye Huaiqing was startled when he saw the same holy face of the emperor and Yan Yanglie, and subconsciously glanced at Yan Yanglie, feeling a surge of dark waves in his heart.

He remembered that Hongyun said that the third prince and the current emperor were brothers born to the queen mother, but this kiss is exactly the same, so why should people be so caught off guard?

Dare the two brothers take off their clothes and stand aside, the Queen Mother can only distinguish people by the clothes on the ground...

At this moment, the emperor took a sip of his tea leisurely, raised his eyebrows at him, a strange smile was quietly hidden between the tea, and the Queen Mother's eyes also fell on him.

The queen mother looked him up and down, and he grinned. From Yan Yanglie's eyes, he seemed to see his silly smiling face, and his smile froze immediately.

Fuck, it's too unkind for the three of you to leave me alone like this...

At this moment, the Empress Dowager beckoned to him kindly: "Come here and let the Ai family take a look."

Ye Huaiqing walked in front of the Empress Dowager under the watchful eyes of the silent emperor and Yan Yanglie, all the way thinking about the Empress Dowager's next actions in various ways.

He was really afraid that the old aunt in front of him would suddenly slap him.

However, the queen mother took his hand and touched his face, and said with a smile: "Huaiqing, the Ai family has not seen you for many years, how are you doing in the palace?"

Ye Huaiqing was flattered in his heart, scratched the back of his head and said: "Well, the concubine is in the palace..."

Before the words were finished, Yan Yanglie suddenly sprayed out a sip of tea, spraying it directly on Ye Huaiqing's face, coughing and wiping his clothes, this was probably the most reckless time Yan Yanglie had grown up.

This is a thousand knives.

Ye Huaiqing took a moment to wipe the water stains on his face. While the queen mother and the emperor were in a daze, he pointed at Yan Yanglie and cursed, but he didn't realize it until halfway through the curse. A little bit of time travel, I feel guilty...

When the queen mother came to her senses, she stretched out her hand to wipe Ye Huaiqing's face while embarrassingly comforting and blaming Yan Yanglie, and then ordered the personal maid to lead Yan Yanglie to change into a clean set of clothes.

The emperor sitting on the side laughed until his shoulders trembled, and then he cleared his throat and drove back to the palace without processing the memorial.

Yan Yanglie came back after changing his clothes, and Ye Huaiqing was almost comforted by the Queen Mother.

Leaving the Anning Palace together, Ye Huaiqing continued to be embraced by Yan Yanglie like a boudoir and resentful woman. I don't know who he was hugging for, and he didn't even apologize. People are not like him.

No, he couldn't bear it any longer, he pinched the hands on his waist and jumped out of Yan Yanglie's arm, and glared angrily.

He really couldn't figure out what Yan Yanglie's purpose was for bringing him into the palace, what was his intention, it shouldn't be as simple as just wanting to spray him with water.

And Yan Yanglie frowned at him, as if he was thinking about something, and didn't intend to tell him. After being pushed away by him, he just walked ahead, and didn't hug him again.

The two of them kept a strange silence and headed towards Shunyang Palace all the way.

This Shunyang Palace is the palace where Yan Yanglie lived when he was still the third prince.

Since tomorrow is the Empress Dowager's [-]th birthday, it is inconvenient to go back and forth to the palace, so there is no way but to make it overnight.

Thinking of sleeping on the same bed with Yan Yanglie tonight, Ye Huaiqing's mood is half heaven and half Shura, not a feeling.

The night of Shunyang Palace is dotted with stars, quiet and pleasant.

Ye Huaiqing ate too much for dinner, so he walked around the yard, hiccupping while walking, rubbing his hands, thinking that the days of being Yan Yanglie's concubine were so aggrieved and comfortable, there was an illusion of pain and happiness.

On the other hand, I feel that Yan Yanglie has been smothered in the drum all the time, and I don't have a clue without any expert guidance.

I want to ask clearly, but I also think that Yan Yanglie's family is quite deep, so he will definitely not tell him honestly, and it is useless to ask.

At the same time, Yan Yanglie came from the corridor, rolled his eyelids when he saw him, and treated him like air.

Ye Huaiqing, who was owed an apology, sighed, then took a deep breath and stepped towards Yan Yanglie.

Seeing someone approaching aggressively, Yan Yanglie couldn't help but stop until Ye Huaiqing blocked his way, he pursed the corners of his lips, but wanted to hear what Ye Huaiqing had been hesitant to say since he finished eating.

Ye Huaiqing thought for a while, and said in a negotiating tone: "My lord, can we ease the relationship?"

Yan Yanglie squinted his eyes: "How to ease?"

"Well, let's put it this way." Ye Huaiqing thought for a while and said: "I don't care what I was like before, but now that I have amnesia, it can also be said that I am no longer who I used to be, and I don't mean that to you. Anyway, we always The relationship is not compatible, I think you don't like me, why don't you just divorce me, or we can make friends or something, how about it?"

"Not much." Yan Yanglie sneered: "This king thinks our current relationship is just right."

"Just right?" Ye Huaiqing smiled and said, "My lord, to be honest, it's very difficult for me to be your little concubine now that I'm a man of seven feet."

"I don't care whether you have amnesia or not, you want this king to divorce you because of it," Yan Yanglie looked at him and said, "Impossible."

"What is impossible? What do you mean by that?"

Yan Yanglie picked up his short hair, and said slowly: "It's still useful for me to keep you."

This kind of roundabout talk is too brain-intensive, Ye Huaiqing sighed and stretched out his hand boldly to the person: "That's okay, no problem, I will use it for you, and it will be yours if you don't use it. But if you use it, remember Speak to me in advance, so that I have a psychological preparation (the opportunity to escape earlier). But in return, I don’t ask too much, we shake hands and make peace, and live in harmony. Anyway, I will marry you as a concubine, you I don't need to talk coldly to each other like this all day long."

These words made Yan Yanglie frown, he didn't expect Ye Huaiqing to speak up so straightforwardly.

"My lord, don't worry, I don't have the same feelings for you now, I don't like you at all, and I won't chase after you. Really, please look at my sincere dog eyes, no, my eyes." Ye Huaiqing Facing the person's eyes, in addition to his eyes shining brightly, he also strengthened his tone and said: "You can make a poisonous oath if you want me."

Seeing Ye Huaiqing's sincere appearance, Yan Yanglie frowned even tighter.

He seems to have lost the ability to distinguish between true and false.

Ye Huaiqing saw that Yan Yanglie looked at him without moving for a moment, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not. Even if he was not guilty at this time, he was seen as guilty.

In fact, Yan Yanglie has a high position and authority, and facing the current divided court, he should be a little more suspicious, not to mention that the real Ye Huaiqing's father is his deadly enemy.

Yan Yanglie closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, after a long silence, he said: "It's getting late."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and headed towards the bedroom.

Ye Huaiqing was stunned for a moment, then followed the footsteps, and shouted: "Hey, my lord, Yan Yanglie, I mean it, you can tell me—"

Yan Yanglie sighed, and walked faster and faster.

Ye Huaiqing scolded at the back: "Hey, walk slowly, I won't bite you, shit, do you want to lose weight at night, you walk so fast..."

After the hustle and bustle, the dark night is still quiet and seductive. The bright moon has quietly appeared from the clouds and mist, and the bright moonlight faintly hits the branches and leaves of the bushes, reflecting overlapping and swaying shadows.