Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Cheng Yuanjing is really not so free.

When Old Marquis Cheng heard this, he was really angry and cursed Huo Chang Yuan as his grandson. Cheng Yujin listened comfortably, and added from time to time that her bright eyes were like lacquer, and she turned around gently, looking forward to Shenghui, and her eyes fell on Cheng Yuanjing. She said: "Master Huo has military achievements, and the rank of Hou is personally taken care of by the Holy Master. His future is limitless, and it is normal for him to look down on me. It's just that it doesn't matter if he is ashamed of me, but there is no reason to bury the entire Cheng family. Nine Uncle, do you think so?"

Old Marquis Cheng glanced nervously at Cheng Yuanjing. The crown prince only gave orders. Who in the world would dare to speak to the prince in such a tone? Old Marquis Cheng sank his face and rebuked: "Eldest daughter, don't be presumptuous."

presumptuous? Where is she arrogant? Cheng Yujin was completely stopped. When chatting, you come and go, who doesn't do things like this, Cheng Laohou even said that she was presumptuous!

No wonder Mrs. Cheng hated Xiao Xue so much, and Mr. Cheng's partiality was too obvious.

Cheng Yuanjing clearly felt that Miss Cheng looked at him unhappily. Although she didn't show it, she must have rolled her eyes in her heart. Cheng Yuanjing didn't care, and instead asked, "Huo Changyuan's marquis was taken care of by the saint?"

"Oh, this is what happened." Old Marquis Cheng explained, "It's exactly what I told you before. The Holy Master saw that Huo Chang Yuan and the Crown Prince were about the same age at the celebration banquet, so he asked a few questions, and then The people below will take care of the Huo family's title."

Cheng Laohou said that Cheng Yuanjing listened to what Cheng Yuanjing said, but Cheng Yujin didn't know it, so she answered unpreparedly: "In the end, Huo Changyuan is still in the light of His Royal Highness. I don't know what their family is proud of."

Old Marquis Cheng didn't expect this sentence at all, he looked at Cheng Yujin in surprise, his mouth couldn't close. Dare to speak of the crown prince in such a casual tone, and pass by, as if he were a family, and it was too bold.

Cheng Yujin was startled, thinking that she had accidentally made a taboo: "I...Did I say something wrong?"

Cheng Yuanjing on the side laughed softly, although he has been smiling lightly since Cheng Yujin came in, but now it is different, it is the kind of sincere and vocal laughter.

This seemed to be the first time he had expressed his emotions explicitly. Cheng Yujin was inexplicable in surprise, but Old Marquis Cheng suddenly let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

He had talked for so long before, but he never saw the prince express his position at all, but the prince was very reluctant to talk about it. Unexpectedly, the little girl complained casually, but instead it solved the prince's knot and made His Highness laugh.

The prince has experienced human suffering since he was a child, and he became deep and introverted from a very early age, and his joy and anger were invisible. This is indeed a protective color, but the prince has not laughed for a long time. Old Marquis Cheng couldn't even remember when was the last time Cheng Yuanjing laughed sincerely.

Cheng Yujin watched her grandfather change from being an enemy to being relieved, and then seemed to become sad. Cheng Yujin raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Grandfather, ninth uncle, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Old Marquis Cheng was relieved, but he suddenly raised his face and taught Cheng Yujin sternly, "Don't arbitrarily discuss government affairs in the future."

Cheng Yujin bowed her head and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Lord Cheng put down a heavy burden in his heart, and suddenly felt relieved, as if the disease on his body was relieved. He said to Cheng Yuanjing, "Jiu Lang, you finally came back to see the old lady."

Old Marquis Cheng's words were not so much an order as a question, but Cheng Yuanjing actually thought about it for a while before standing up and gently nodding to Old Marquis Cheng: "I'm going to see Madam Hou, Marquis, please rest in peace. ."

Old Marquis Cheng was in a hurry to respond: "Hey, good."

Cheng Yujin watched from the side, her eyes narrowed. It's not quite right for the father and son to get along.

Cheng Yuanjing had already got up, and Cheng Yujin said quickly, "Grandfather, I will accompany the ninth uncle to see my grandmother, so I won't disturb your recuperation."

Cheng Yujin quickly chased to the door, Cheng Yuanjing glanced back from the corner of his eyes, not surprised at all.

Based on Cheng Yujin's many years of life experience in the house, the two said goodbye at the same time, and it was obvious that they should go out and walk together. However, after Cheng Yujin put on the red cape and changed her boots, Cheng Yuanjing went out without waiting for her.

Cheng Yujin was surprised for a while, did this person really rise to the fourth rank by himself? Such a careless and unreasonable style of behavior, let alone officialdom, can't even survive in the gate of a mansion, right?

Cheng Yujin hurriedly put on her shoes, took the small copper stove from the maid's hand, and ran out with the curtain lifted.

After walking outside, the cold wind rushed to his face, and the air was filled with the unique coolness of the snow queen. Cheng Yuanjing walked for a while, and suddenly heard a burst of calls behind him: "Ninth uncle."

Cheng Yuanjing was born as the eldest prince. When he was a child, the court was turbulent, but no matter how much the court outside the harem fought, no one dared to treat the eldest son harshly, at least not on the surface. Cheng Yuanjing lived a noble life since he was a child. After the age of three, he was taken by the emperor himself to take care of him. Just after the age of five, the emperor made him the crown prince according to the ancestral system.

No one dared to let Cheng Yuanjing wait, and Cheng Yuanjing never had the habit of waiting.

Someone called him from behind and told him to stop, which was really new to Cheng Yuanjing. It was also a ghost, and Cheng Yuanjing really stopped, lowered his eyes, and watched the fiery figure running step by step.