When Murong Qiufeng returned to the palace, the moon was almost at its peak.
I spent half a day walking around with Yun Feiyang, and then returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. After dinner and sitting for a while, it was almost midnight, and Yun Feiyang was temporarily arranged to live in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Originally he should have stayed, after all, that was his home, but he hesitated and finally returned to the palace. On the one hand, he was worried that Shangguan Ye was still angry. On the other hand, although he had only lived in the palace for more than a month,
Yue, but for some unknown reason, it gave him a feeling of returning home more than the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He casually found an excuse and left the Prime Minister's Mansion. Naturally, his father wanted him to get along well with Shangguan Ye, so he was happy to push him out.
When we arrived at the palace, the lights were still bright. When the guards saw him, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they looked at his eager face, "Young Master, you are finally back. Your Majesty..."
"Ahem, haha, um, young master, Ye Han, please go back to the house and rest as soon as possible." The guard was interrupted by another guard mid-sentence, and winked, "You are chewing your tongue, don't bother me if you don't want your head." Murong
Qiu Feng also understood, and sighed helplessly in his heart. It seemed that he was still angry.
When I walked back to the courtyard, it was quiet.
Murong Qiufeng looked at Shangguan Ye's room, which was completely dark. When he looked at the study room, it was indeed bright. He couldn't help but frown slightly, "Are you still working? Let's forget it." After thinking about it, he prepared to go back to his room.
He was startled when the figure in front of him blurred, and he subconsciously became vigilant, but then he heard Youxiang's voice whispering, "My good son, you are finally back."
"Xiaoyou?" Although he knew that Youxiang was not simple, this was the first time he saw her exposed. The strange figure just now was so silent that he didn't even notice it.
Youxiang made a bitter look on her face, and quickly pulled him into the room, as if spitting, "I asked, did you and the prince quarrel again? Why are you talking and laughing when you go out in the morning, but when you come back in the evening, it's thundering again?
Damn it. Children have very weak hearts and cannot bear such capricious torture."
Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips and sighed, "It's my fault for what happened today. Did he...do anything?"
"Oh, you guys are really giving me a headache. Since the prince came back, he has been locked in the study and working. Except for Uncle Yang occasionally changing the tea, he has never opened the door. He has not even eaten dinner. You haven't come back yet. Why?
I thought you would never come back."
Youxiang sighed resentfully. These two guys were really annoying. One was more awkward than the other. They both liked to hide their worries and get sulky. No wonder there were always misunderstandings.
"What, you said he hasn't eaten yet." Murong Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, then his tone raised slightly and his eyebrows furrowed, obviously dissatisfied and a little worried and guilty.
Youxiang rubbed her forehead feebly, with a worried look on her face, "No, Uncle Yang has sent it several times, but he was refused by the prince. On the last trip, the prince threw the food out, and even Uncle Yang was warned.
Okay, you said it's so cold at night, even if the prince is in good health, his body can't stand being hungry, cold, and working non-stop."
The more Murong Qiufeng listened, the more worried his face became, and his eyes became more annoyed, and then he turned around and went out in silence.
Watching him go out, Youxiang's originally sad face suddenly changed. With a hint of success in her eyes, she went out with a smile. When she saw Murong Qiufeng's back disappearing at the entrance of the courtyard, she was stunned. He was not leaving home.
Run away.
Thinking of this possibility, Youxiang's face suddenly turned pale. She couldn't be doing bad things with good intentions. If that were the case, she would be dead. Once Murong Qiufeng leaves, the palace will probably turn into the Palace of Hell.
He hurriedly used Qinggong to follow him, but saw Murong Qiufeng asking for directions, and that place turned out to be the kitchen.
This meaning was already obvious. You Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then snickered again. She just said, with Murong Qiu Feng's temperament, how could she leave her master alone after she was so jealous.
Pavilion Master, I am working so hard to be a matchmaker, with the guilt of abducting a good man, just for you. Can you be more tolerant to me in the future...
In the study, Shangguan Ye put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, but found that it was cold. He frowned and looked up at the sky outside. The moon was already at its peak.
After taking a look at the pile of approved memorials, I didn’t expect that I had completed three days’ work in just half a day.
Holding a cold tea cup, looking at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes involuntarily turned to the wall next to him. On the other side of the wall, there was Murong Qiufeng. I wonder if he is back.
Thinking about it, the anger that had been suppressed came to his mind again, huh, is he willing to come back? He probably only has his senior brother in his eyes.
For the first time, I found that I was so unsure of myself and felt a little frustrated.
While thinking, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Thinking it was Uncle Yang coming to change the tea, he put down the tea cup and said lightly, "Come in." At the same time, he picked up the pen again and continued to read the rest of the memorial. Only when he was working could he stop himself from thinking wildly.
The door was pushed open with a creak. Murong Qiufeng looked at Shangguan Ye who lowered his head to read the memorial seriously. He turned aside the pile of memorials like a hill beside him and frowned. Several books fell on the ground.
He walked over, put the tray on the table, then knelt down and picked up the memorial on the ground.
Shangguan Ye smelled the fragrance and looked up at the food on the table. He couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, and his voice became colder, "Didn't I say..."
As soon as he said this, he saw Murong Qiufeng standing up, holding the memorial he just picked up in his hand. He was slightly startled, and then pursed his lips. He didn't want to pay attention to him, but he couldn't help but said, "Why are you back?"
, aren’t you going to accompany one of your senior brothers?”
Murong Qiufeng heard that his tone was a bit harsh, but not very angry. She thought she had been sulking, so she couldn't help but sighed and avoided the topic, "I heard that you didn't have dinner, and it's getting late, so you shouldn't eat too much.
I just made some porridge and side dishes for you to fill your stomach first."
As he spoke, he took a white porcelain bowl, scooped a bowl of white porridge from the casserole, and handed it to Shangguan Ye.
Shangguan Ye followed his movements with his eyes, still holding a pen in his hand. He looked at the porridge handed over and was slightly dazed. His eyes noticed that the fingers holding the bowl were slightly red, and he quickly reached out to take the hot bowl.