Obviously, the old prince also noticed it and gritted his teeth secretly.
"Gonggui, take your brother to the next place to play, so that you can save me trouble."
The little brat really doesn't know how to look at his face, why did he develop this way?
I don't know who I am like.
The two people who were driven out stood in the corridor, and the cold wind blew, making them feel a little desolate.
Jiang Qingchen smiled dryly and said, "So the old prince has such a temper..."
"Hmm?" Han Yu turned to look at him.
Jiang Qingchen swallowed the words, "Nothing, nothing!"
"Let's go, grandfather should have a rest." As he said that, he took the lead in leaving silently.
Jiang Qingchen followed, "Talk about it, will Yang Xuan look for you in the near future?"
"He? I don't have the time to mess with him."
"He's too bad after all."
Too...bad?
Jiang Qingchen choked, he was probably the only one who could say that King Jin was?
Also, does he have to thank himself for his hard work, otherwise he would be classified as a bad one?
Shaking his head, he looked at the layout of the mansion. How could he say that, compared to the simple Jiang family, the Ningxing Prince's Mansion has a little more water town atmosphere.
There are lotus ponds, water pavilions and gardens in the mansion.
Unlike the Jiang family, except for the flat ground, there is a martial arts field, arsenal, or a house of each house.
It is hard to find a few clusters of petals.
After all, it can't be long, and there are many kids in the Jiang family, and they can fight anytime and anywhere.
Over time, no one went to make trouble.
When he arrived at Han Yu's yard, Jiang Qingchen looked around and said astonished: "I can't tell, you are actually a happy decoration. This yard is really comfortable."
Han Yu glanced at him, "This was arranged by my mother in the past and has been kept."
"This, that's it..."
Jiang Qingchen looked at the flowerbed in the yard, the swings and pavilions under the trees.
Indeed, only women will arrange this way.
After entering the room, the two of them sat on the kang. After a maid served hot tea and snacks, she quietly stepped back.
Han Yu didn't say hello to him, and picked up the sword and wiped it.
The sword body was shining with a silver-white cold light, and the young man's focused eyes, even if he looked a little gloomy, it would not hinder his handsomeness.
He looked at the decorations inside the house slightly, and frowned after seeing the big tree not far outside the window.
If he remembered correctly, he had seen several such big trees on the way he had just arrived.
And they are around the yard.
Is it an illusion?
He pondered.
Seeing this, the person opposite raised the corners of his lips, "Did you find it?"
"Huh?" Qingchen came to his senses and said in surprise, "You mean..."
"Yes," Han Yu slowly wiped the sword body, "I have been surveillance since I was a child. These people went from simple surveillance to later assassination."
"This yard is the most dangerous place and the safest place."
"Because, all the people who assassinated me are dead."
Han Yu raised his eyes, and cruelty flashed in his eyes, "No one can destroy this yard."
Jiang Qingchen was stunned, "A Yu..."
He didn't expect that Han Yu would be so thrilling in his mansion.
No wonder he wanted strength so urgently. Only strength can defend rights, and only rights can defend important things.
I am really not as good as him.
"The Ningxing Prince's Mansion is really not simple. If you need it, Ayu, you can tell me that although I am not as good as you, there are other ways to help you."
"Thank you!"
Han Yu replied indifferently.
Jiang Qingchen originally wanted to ask him how to deal with the people in the mansion, but he realized it was not appropriate after he spoke. After all, this was someone else's family matter.
Besides, even if he had this idea, it was not something he could do now.
Not to mention Mr. Han Wu whom I met before, let alone others.
Even outsiders, he, knows how fierce the dispute over the throne of Ningxing Palace is, let alone themselves.
It's really scary!
Jiang Qingchen was in the mansion, carefully consuming lunch, and secretly checking the surrounding breath.
After realizing that there was nothing abnormal, he felt relieved. Han Yu felt a little amused.
No matter what, he wouldn't teach those disgusting rats to disturb the customers, but he didn't expect that he would be so worried.
It's also interesting.
Jiang Qingchen was not polite at all to regard Han Yu's yard as his own.
The servants also had winks, so naturally they didn't dare to say more.
This became Jiang Qingchen's weapon that was fiddling with, and Han Yu was practicing calligraphy.
The two of them occasionally said a few words, but they didn't feel abrupt, but they had a very tacit understanding.
Later, Jiang Qingchen had to go back. After saying goodbye to the old prince who was desperate for face, Han Yu personally sent him out.
On the way, the two of them were talking nonsense, and saw a woman following a few maids, passing by them.
Han Yu stopped, his eyelids slightly covered, "Second aunt!"
Jiang Qingchen greeted him, but did not speak.
The woman stopped and her face was a little fat. She looked at Jiang Qingchen and said, "Is this the youngest son of Princess Changle? I heard that she is a young man who has also been in the sacred scene in Qiu Shou!"
"Madam praised me." The Qing minister did not want to say more.
Seeing this, Han Yu said, "If my second aunt has nothing to do, we will leave first."
"What? You're leaving just a few words? Ayu, you're really impatient. Your second aunt won't eat him."
As she said that, she said to Jiang Qingchen: "You have never seen anyone else in the mansion. I think you are very pleased with your child. Why not sit there? It happens that Ayu and his brothers and sisters are also there."
"Thank you, Madam. I have seen the old prince. It's not too late, so I won't bother you anymore, so my mother will blame you again when she returns home."
When Mrs. Han's second wife's face froze when she heard Changle's name, she had to bear to breathe, "That's a pity. Since that's the case, I won't keep more."
Jiang Qingchen nodded and said, "Goodbye!"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Han snorted coldly and left with her sleeves.
After all, the most unprovoked woman in this capital is Changle. She can not give Han Yu or the old prince’s face, but Changle.
That's someone who can beat you in the street, and there is an emperor and empress behind you as your backer.
She wouldn't be so stupid that she would provoke that Bodhisattva.
When the two arrived at the gate of the mansion, Jiang Qingchen waved his hand and got on the carriage.
Han Yu stood in front of the mansion and did not look back until the carriage disappeared.
As soon as the person left, the houses in the mansion received news that they really had to pay attention to the Jiang family.
Especially the other party is Princess Changle's son.
The second wife, who had just been frustrated and returned to the yard, listened to the servant's report and planned to the other party impatiently, "That's all? What I want is what they said and done, not that they have stayed in the yard and never went out."
The person who reported the report shivered and said, "Go back to Madam, the yard suddenly had a tight defense, and the small ones could not get close to it."
"What did you say?"
"Please forgive me for your sins, my wife."
"It's just a waste..."
Mrs. Han was so angry that she didn't even bother to call her, "Where is that old guy?"
"Old, everything is as usual for the old prince."
Chapter completed!