The prince is shameless

The pattering spring rain swept across the entire city of Zhang'an, bringing a little bit of summer boredom.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella, Wen Xing looked through the rain curtain at Fu Lu who was loyally waiting outside the hall, and finally sighed softly.

This is already the fifth day that Xie Yi ignored him, but Wen Xing did not expect that Xie Yi would be angry for so long because of Xie Qing.

He knew that he should still stand in Xie Yi's position at this time, instead of getting close to the little-known sixth prince.In the East Palace, there will inevitably be eyeliners inserted by others, and what he did was tantamount to putting Xie Yi in an awkward situation.

The companions who are closest to the prince would rather give up the prince who has been getting more and more attention recently, and go to please the little prince who has no meritorious talent, so what about the other people who are attracted by the prince?

It is hard to guarantee that no one will guess that the prince is unpopular and will end up alone and helpless in the future.

only……

Wen Xing glanced sideways at the side door where Xie Qing usually came and walked, and finally regained his composure, and walked in front of Fu Lu.

What Xie Yi needs now is just a step, so he just builds one for him.

"Second Master Wen is really sorry." Fu Lu smiled embarrassedly, "Your Highness said that he has not seen anyone these days."

As if he hadn't heard of it, Wen Xing put away the oil-paper umbrella and put it aside, and said with a smile, "I would like to ask Mr. Fu Lu to inform you."

Fu Lu wanted to repeat it again, but he turned a corner and said, "Okay then, Second Young Master Wen, please wait for a while."

Wen Xing nodded in greeting, but he had already expected the result in his heart.

Sure enough, when Fu Lu came out, there was still an apologetic smile on his face.

"Since this is the case, then there is nothing we can do." Wen Xing said helplessly, and went straight around Fu Lu.

"Second Young Master Wen..."

Just as Fu Lu was about to stop him, Wen Xing patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's nothing, if Your Highness blames me for doing it myself, you can't beat me."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xing no longer gave Fu Lu a chance to argue, and found Xie Yi's place with ease.

"Didn't I just say..."

Hearing the noise, Xie Yi thought it was Fu Lu who came in to announce again, but when he looked up, he saw Wen Xing standing in front of him with a smile.He raised his eyebrows lightly, stopping half of what he had said.

"Is Your Highness painting?"

Wen Xing knew that if Xie Yi saluted at this time, he would probably ignore him, so he simply walked to Xie Yi's side and looked at the lotus leaf picture on the table.

Xie Yi pulled out a fake smile, and said, "After a while, the mother and son will have their birthday, so I just want to send a painting to celebrate her birthday."

Hearing this, a trace of loneliness flashed across Wen Xing's eyes, and he murmured unconsciously: "Your Highness and Empress Dowager have such a good relationship."

Ten years after being reborn, with Wen Xing's efforts, Xu Yunning's attitude towards Wen Xing has slightly improved, but it still can't be said that she treats him as a "mother".

On the other hand, Xie Yi would be summoned by the queen from time to time, and when he mentioned the queen on weekdays, his words were full of a child's intimacy with his mother.

It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.

Wen Xing sighed softly in his heart, then raised his eyes and saw Xie Yi staring straight at him.

He paused, smiled again, and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Xie Yi's eyes flickered slightly, but he still looked away, and asked while continuing to move his hands: "Why do you have the time to find Gu?"

Wen Xing thought of the business, straightened his body, put away the curvature of his lips and said seriously: "Your Highness, I found that the Sixth Prince's talent is rare, and he is a malleable talent."

Xie Yi's hand holding the pen froze, raised his eyelids to look at Wen Xing, and asked, "Why did Ah Xing say that?"

"Didn't Your Highness find out?" Wen Xing glanced at the direction of the door, "The Sixth Prince can subdue people's hearts unconsciously. In just a few days, almost all the people in the Eastern Palace showed great concern for him."

Wen Xing's words also reminded Xie Yi of the scene when he first met Xie Qing a few days ago.

Except for Xie Lian, he is rarely willing to associate with those imperial brothers, and he also considers himself not a kind person.But Xie Qing could make him soften his heart twice, which shows his talent.

Knowing that Xie Yi saw it, Wen Xing continued unhurriedly: "Recently the third prince has made moves again, and the sixth prince is still ignorant and easy to deceive, if he is lured over..."

He paused at the right moment, showing a meaningful smile.

Xie Qing followed his mother and concubine who didn't like to show his face all the year round - he didn't even go to the study very often, and his mother and concubine taught him in person. He didn't have the slightest understanding of the communication between these cups and cups, and his mind was equivalent to that of a four or five year old toddler.

I'm afraid that if someone sells it, they will have to count the money for it.

Obviously, Xie Yi also thought about the pros and cons of the period.He calmed down, and said with a slight smile: "These days, I'm really lonely and wrong."

Wen Xing knew that it was coaxed, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, resumed the expression he had when he came in and said, "However, I can see that His Highness the Sixth Highness still respects you very much. If you want to be free, maybe you can try to have a relationship with His Highness Sixth." Exchange feelings."

Xie Yi pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine."

Then he put down the pen in his hand, casually picked up the porcelain cup on the side and handed it to Wen Xing, and said with a smile, "Wen."

Wen Xing didn't refuse, and slowly took the porcelain cup with his fine-boned right hand, inadvertently touching Xie Yi's cold fingertips.

The porcelain cup is like Xie Yi's fingertips, it feels slightly cool to the touch.What is wrapped in it is warm but not hot tea, which gives people warmth.

He took a sip of the tea, the slight bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue, and after thousands of twists and turns, it turned into a little bit of sweetness and fell into his throat.

"Speaking of which, Ah Xing, are you afraid of the dark?"

Xie Yi opened his mouth unexpectedly, and Wen Xing accidentally choked on the tea.He coughed several times before slowing down. Looking at Xie Yi who strode towards him, he took a small step back and asked, "Why did your Highness suddenly ask this?"

Xie Yi's outstretched hand was empty, and he took the porcelain cup in Wen Xing's hand when he turned a corner, and said, "When I was alone, I often saw the lights in your room not going out. The time I went to your house, it was only in the morning. I was born afraid Is it dark?"

I don't know if he was worried about poking Wen Xing's wound, Xie Yi made his voice very soft, and his eyes were full of comforting smiles.

For a moment, Wen Xing had the illusion that this person could be trusted.

Unfortunately, the matter Xie Yi mentioned quickly dispelled Wen Xing's illusion.It's just that Wen Xing also suddenly wanted to vomit the scene that was suppressed in his heart.

He pulled out a smile and shook his head slightly. "No, but because of...a dream."

"Dream?" Xie Yi looked at him suspiciously, "Ah Xing would like to say what kind of dream is Gu Gu?"

Wen Xing didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Your Highness, have you ever seen... the sky prison?"

Heavenly Prison!

The two words gently hit Xie Yi's heart like a heavy hammer, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost thought that Wen Xing knew something.

Xie Yi's expression was fleeting, but Wen Xing, who was paying attention to him, caught a trace of it.

Wen Xing didn't think much about it, he just thought that Xie Yi had been to the prison.He evoked a slight smile, as if he was recalling something beautiful, and said slowly: "When I was young, I had a dream repeatedly. In that dream, I was framed and imprisoned in the sky prison." The sky prison is dark and deserted, and the occasional flickering candlelight is more like a fearless struggle against the surrounding darkness than illumination."

"Every night, the remaining traces of candlelight will be completely swallowed by darkness. There is no sound, no light in the dungeon, only endless despair and fear, brewing and fermenting little by little, and finally..."

"say no more."

Xie Yi's trembling voice interrupted Wen Xing.When Wen Xing described this scene in a peaceful tone, Xie Yi's mind kept replaying the scene of the last time he saw Wen Xing in his previous life.

It was on that dark night that the brightest candlelight was lit unprecedentedly in the sky prison, but this light failed to save the person who fell into the abyss after all.

Wen Xing seemed to be wondering why Xie Yi's mood changed drastically, and was about to speak again, but was hugged by Xie Yi.

The slightly trembling arms hugged him gently, as if comforting a crying child, worried and cautious, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

The warm breath sprayed on the neck, arousing a burst of itching.Wen Xing really felt Xie Yi's strong uneasiness, but he didn't know where his emotion came from.

Subconsciously, he shook his left hand slightly, brought the bracelet and tapped his wrist lightly.

"What's wrong with you, Your Highness?" Wen Xing calmed down his emotions, raised his eyebrows and looked completely indifferent, "It was just a dream."

It was only then that Xie Yi realized his gaffe, and reluctantly let go of his hand, and finally paused on Wen Xing's little hand for a while.

Wen Xing: "..."

Perhaps it was because Xie Yi withdrew his emotions too quickly, and Wen Xing suddenly suspected his essential purpose—could it be that he actually wanted to eat some tofu?

As soon as this idea came up, Wen Xing was terribly frightened by himself.

Isn't it said that men tend to have the desire to conquer those who do not obey them?Wen Xing thought of his different attitudes towards Xie Yi in his past and present life and Xie Yi's towards himself, and suddenly shuddered.

"...Ah Xing?" Sensing something wrong with Wen Xing's expression, Xie Yi called out hesitantly.

Wen Xing evasively avoided Xie Yi's gaze, hesitantly said "I have to take my leave beforehand" and then left as if fleeing.

Xie Yi stared blankly at Wen Xing's embarrassed back for a while, then recalled the light pink earlobes he saw last time, and blinked his eyes.

Is this... shy?

On this end, Wen Xing, who was fleeing quickly, stopped a few steps away from the palace gate, and shook his head heavily a few times, trying to shake off all such disrespectful thoughts.

But the effect is worrying.

Wen Xing felt that he should ignore Xie Yi for the next few days, otherwise he was really afraid that this idea would become more and more irresistible.

"Second Young Master Wen? But... Your Highness is still angry?" Fu Lu who was not far away hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to walk up to Wen Xing and ask softly.

Wen Xing suppressed the thoughts in his heart, reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, and replied, "It's all right. Is there anything else to do, Father-in-law? If there is no one, I will leave first."

Fu Lu didn't stop him any more, and walked sideways by Wen Xing.

Wen Xing didn't stop, and left quickly.

The brief drizzle had already stopped, and Yun Nian waited outside the door at some point, he ignored Wen Xing's strange expression, and hurriedly handed over a letter as soon as he saw him come out.

"My lord, the Third Prince invites you to gather in Yundaolou."

The author has something to say: Happy Chinese New Year, babies!

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Thank you for the mines and grenades~

Thank you Wugeng Tongye for the mine~