The prince is shameless

Yun Nian nodded lightly, and said, "Yun Nian just heard what the other court ladies said."

"It shouldn't be..." Wen Xing frowned.

In the previous life, the Eldest Princess died in early spring, so how could she be so early in this life?

Yun Nian didn't hear what Wen Xing said, and asked, "What did you say, Young Master?"

"It's nothing." Wen Xing looked away and sat back on the chair.

So last night Xie Yi said "she's gone" was actually the eldest princess?No wonder he refused to tell himself what happened.

The eldest princess who was closest to the prince died of illness on the night of the prince's birthday. This kind of thing must be delayed until the next day.

"His Royal Highness the Prince has left before Maoshi, and the start of school in the study has also been postponed." Yun Nian dutifully reported the current situation, and then cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Wen Xing sat quietly on a chair and meditated.

The gentle and sickly Xie Wan is Emperor Anlong's favorite princess. Judging from his previous life, Emperor Anlong would definitely be overwhelmed with grief and order to stop court.And the ministers who came to court early would not miss this good opportunity to show courteousness—especially those who did not like the crown prince.

This is a good time to change the relationship with Xie Yi.

Yun Nian brought another bowl of warm porridge, interrupting Wen Xing's thoughts. "This is the last bowl, son, don't drop it again."

Under Wen Xing's deliberate training in recent years, Yun Nian has already dared to make some innocuous jokes with him.

With a faint smile on his face, Wen Xing said, "Okay. Thank you for your hard work."

Yun Nian said with a smile, "It's not hard work," and stepped back to continue doing her own work.

Wen Xing finished his breakfast unhurriedly, estimated the time, wandered out of the East Palace, and walked slowly to the Nuan Pavilion where Xie Wan lived before his death.

Apart from a few court ladies and eunuchs, only Xie Yi was sitting alone on the steps in front of the pavilion, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

Wen Xing calmed down his mood, slowed down and walked in front of Xie Yi, and called softly: "His Royal Highness."

The scattered eyes focused together and fell on Wen Xing.Xie Yi quickly understood the purpose of his coming, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, he reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Wen Xing calmly glanced at the court ladies and eunuchs who had been secretly staring at him since he came over, then sat next to Xie Yi, looked sideways at him, and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Well, The dead are long gone, and the living are like husbands. Your Highness, you too... mourn."

Xie Yi also turned his head to meet Shang Wenxing's brown eyes.

Those eyes were full of sincerity, so clear that they looked more like untouched innocence, one couldn't help getting closer.Almost no one thought that what its owner said would be hypocritical polite words - except for Xie Yi.

After a while, Xie Yi looked away, and said with a wry smile: "What a living person is like a husband. Sister Huang, she has always been the person who loves Gu the most. Now that she is gone, who else can Gu rely on? "

"No." Wen Xing suddenly retorted seriously, "Your Highness, you never need to rely on anyone."

Xie Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then focused his attention on his little companion Du again.

Wen Xing looked straight at him without any fear, and said seriously: "You are a crown prince once, with one man under one man and one man above ten thousand people, why do you need to rely on others? You have to rely, and others are vying to rely on you."

In the eyes of others, Wen Xing's few words were like a bright light, clearing away the fog in front of Xie Yi, making this wayward little prince face up to his own identity for the first time.

He is a majestic prince of a country, why should he be subdued?

The youthful spirit that is usually vigorous begins to settle and polish, and gradually turns into a warm jade with cold fingers.

Xie Yi's eyes flashed with a different brilliance, his gaze was like a torch.He stood up abruptly, put up the prince's airs, stared straight at Wen Xing and asked, "Then you, would you like to be this No.1?"

Wen Xing pretended to be startled, then slowly got up to salute, and said softly: "It's my honor."

While speaking, he glanced at the maid who wanted to leave quietly, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Every sentence I said just now is similar to the previous life, but the sincerity is gone.

After today's cutscene, Wen Xing, as a companion, had no reason to stay any longer, and after saying a few casual words, he left and went back to the East Palace.

Next, he had to wait for another person to summon him.

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Under the arrangement of Emperor Anlong, the eldest princess Xie Wan was buried with the largest princess funeral ceremony.Because of his gentleness and kindness during his lifetime, he was given the posthumous title "Yi".

At this point, the early death of the eldest princess, who was mourned by the whole country, was closed, and gradually subsided as she was buried.

The early morning returned to normal, and the study room had already reopened a few days ago.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, the end of the new year is approaching.

Starting tomorrow, Wen Xing will be able to go home and rest for seven days, and he who is still in the study for lunch has already gone to Wen's mansion.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and I don't know if Fei Qing has finished dealing with Tang An's affairs.

"Second Young Master Wen."

Just as Wen Xing was wandering, a eunuch with a sharp voice suddenly called him, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost threw the chopsticks out.

Xie Yi at the side looked cheerful, and scolded "fool" with a smile.

Wen Xing ignored him, turned around and asked, "Elder-in-law has something to do with me?"

The old eunuch smiled and said, "Your Majesty has summoned you for something, please go with your servant."

Hearing this, just as Wen Xing, who was already prepared, was about to nod his head, Xie Yi frowned first and said, "What is Father looking for from him?"

The old eunuch shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Wen Xing turned his head to meet Xie Yi's worried expression, smiled slightly, and signaled him not to worry.

Xie Yi was helpless, and reminded in a low voice: "Remember to be careful when you speak."

Wen Xing nodded, thanked Xie Yi for his reminder, and then said to the old eunuch, "Please, father-in-law, please lead the way."

The old eunuch smiled and said nothing, and gestured for Wen Xing to follow.

Wen Xing nodded in greeting.

This old eunuch was a celebrity beside Emperor An Long, and he was also one of the people who closely followed his conversation with Xie Yi that day.

In his previous life, Emperor Anlong had already left when he went to the Nuan Pavilion. In this life, he specially picked the right time.So half of what he said was said to some officials in the central government, and the other half was said to this loyal old lady to monitor.

Emperor An Long was sitting in an unused small hall next to the upper study room, and he was picking up the teacup on the table when Wen Xing entered.

"My minister sees your Majesty, long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live."

Wen Xing knelt on the ground respectfully, with a calm expression.

"Get up."

Emperor An Long's deep voice penetrated into Wen Xing's ears, faintly revealing exhaustion.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wen Xing slowly stood up from the ground, but still lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to face the majesty of the emperor.

"Look up, let me see." Emperor An Long took a sip of tea, no emotion could be seen in his deep black eyes.

Wen Xing replied yes, and looked up at Emperor Anlong.He looked at the dignified and majestic emperor on the throne, and there was a trace of unconcealable curiosity in his clear eyes, and he didn't seem like a man in the city.

Emperor Anlong's expression remained unchanged, and he asked leisurely, "How old are you this year?"

Wen Xing deliberately lowered his voice, and replied in a low voice: "Return to Your Majesty, it's fifteen."

Emperor An Long replied nasally, showing no attitude.

Wen Xing stood at the bottom for a while, but still couldn't hold back and asked, "I don't know why Your Majesty summoned his ministers here?"

Emperor Anlong put down his teacup, and said flatly: "I heard that the crown prince appreciates you as a companion?"

"I am only indebted to His Highness the Crown Prince's love." Wen Xing carefully considered the words, "I am really ashamed."

Emperor Anlong continued: "The prince said so, there must be a reason, and I will test you today."

He paused for a moment, and gave a topic: "How to govern in a famine year?"

Wen Xing blinked, as if he hadn't quite reacted, and said cautiously after a while: "Hmm... open a warehouse for relief?"

"What if the national warehouse is insufficient?"

"Then solicit from princes and nobles."

"What if he resists?"

"This..." In just a few words, Wen Xing was silenced, his face showing embarrassment.

Emperor Anlong had a panoramic view of his expression, and cursed "stupid" in a low voice.

Wen Xing seemed to think that Emperor Anlong was really angry, and quickly knelt down to plead guilty: "It's my minister who is stupid, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Although he said so on the surface, he was relieved in his heart.

Before he knelt down, he caught a glimpse of Emperor An Long's expression softening a little, which proved that his disguise had been fooled.

"Okay, let's get up." Emperor An Long looked at Wen Xing's thin figure, but he was not too embarrassed after all, "You go back to eat, so as not to delay the afternoon riding and archery class."

Since moving into the palace, Wen Xing was unable to learn martial arts from Wen Yu, so he continued to take riding and archery lessons with the other princes and companions.

After Wen Xing thanked Emperor Anlong for his forgiveness, he resigned.

When he went back, Xie Lian had already taken his place to play with Xie Yi.

"Hey, why did you come back so soon?" Xie Lian still looked disappointed when he saw him.

Wen Xing said with a smile, "Yes. So can I ask the Second Highness to return the seat of the humble minister?"

"Just pay it back." Xie Lian muttered, and reluctantly walked away, "Aren't you allowed to play with Brother Huang for a while?"

Wen Xing said with a smile: "The Second Highness and His Highness the Crown Prince have a deep relationship, so it's not something a humble official can get involved in."

Xie Lian still wanted to say something, but Xie Yi, who was sitting at the side watching the play, interrupted him.

"Okay, Xiao Lian, you have to go to some general to practice martial arts later, go back and have lunch."

Xie Lian has always been consistent with Xie Yi's words, and after saying goodbye, he went back to his seat and continued to eat.

Wen Xing sat down again, and said casually, "Your Highness and Second Highness really have a deep relationship."

Xie Yi said angrily: "The relationship with you is not lazy."

If it wasn't for a good relationship, Wen Xing's temper would not be casually joking with the prince.

Hearing this, Wen Xing thought that Xie Yi was still caring about his meddling in their brotherhood, so he smiled and said nothing.

After Xie Yi and Xie Lian made such a fuss, Wen Xing's originally heavy mood eased a lot.

But it didn't take long for him to be relieved, and he was picked up again by Xie Yi's words: "Ah Xing, Father Emperor said that he would go out of the palace alone once, how about going to play with you tomorrow?"

The author has something to say: Thanks for being late:

Thank you Miao Jiang for the cute three mines mua~