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The next day.

In the early morning, the first ray of morning light penetrated the mist, and the willow trees in the yard lowered their heads, enjoying the shower of morning light.

The grass reveals a faint vitality from the moisture.

On the bed.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes, and there was nothing around him.

last night

Alas, it’s hard to look back on the past.

With his back aching, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but think of the starry night last night, with a daze in his eyes.

He didn't have much contact with Chang An, but he also knew that she had a cold and cold temperament, unlike a woman who took the initiative in doing things.

In addition, the room was dim and dark last night, and my mind was groggy, so I couldn't see my face clearly from the beginning to the end.

Could it be

Wasn't the bride last night Chang An?

This idea was immediately denied by Ren Pingsheng.

Personalities may be inconsistent.

Body shape does not.

Yesterday's bride had the same figure as the Chang An she saw that day in Tingfeng Pavilion, so she was most likely not a substitute.

Ren Pingsheng is still thinking wildly.

Jiang Chuyue's clear and sweet voice came from outside the house.

"Is the prince awake?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to pay attention to her, but thinking of Chang An, he still said, "What's the matter?"

The words fell.

The door opened slowly.

Jiang Chuyue stopped at the door, poked her head in, looked at Ren Pingsheng on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Senior Sister left something here, can I come in and get it?"

You're already here, what else do you have to ask?

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart and said nothing.

Seeing his acquiescence, Jiang Chuyue walked in with two shallow dimples on her fresh and refined face, holding something up.

Ren Pingsheng looked carefully and realized that it was a large pair of iron scissors.

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The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched. Seeing Jiang Chuyue getting closer and closer to him with the scissors, he couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to get?"

Jiang Chuyue pretended to be coy and said timidly: "It's something very precious to senior sister."

Ren Pingsheng knew that she said this on purpose, and an urge arose in his heart to grab her and whip her severely.

He took a deep breath to calm down and pretended not to hear.

Jiang Chuyue walked to the bed and took a close look at Ren Pingsheng. She didn't know what she saw. A blush like sunset suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, can you move a little bit?"

Ren Pingsheng saw her cheeks were slightly red and subconsciously looked down at him.

The clothes were neatly dressed and nothing was exposed.

baffling

I muttered in my mind.

Just roll over and get up.

Jiang Chuyue walked forward and found out.

The sheets are wet

The pretty face is slightly red.

My heart beat faster, and it took me a while to calm down. I took the scissors, cut out the sheet with dots of plum blossoms, and folded it carefully.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled when he saw this scene.

It turns out that precious things are.

Do you still want to keep this thing?

Ren Pingsheng didn't know the customs of Dazhou and fell silent.

aside.

Jiang Chuyue held a piece of folded bed sheet and looked at Ren Pingsheng. Her pretty face was slightly red, her big watery eyes blinked, and she said timidly: "Your Majesty, don't forget, it can only be once a month, otherwise Senior Sister"

At this point, it stopped abruptly.

What else?

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes to look at Jiang Chuyue, and saw her smart eyes blinking, and continued: "Otherwise, senior sister's cultivation will be ruined."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled.

Isn't her cultivation already ruined?

"You can't reveal too much, otherwise senior sister will beat you to death.

In short, the prince should work hard. When the prince becomes stronger, he can bully his senior sister at will...

Prince, don’t tell senior sister what others say, she will really get beaten. "

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, she waved her hands and walked toward the door with brisk steps.

When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but glance at Ren Pingsheng.

The mottled marks between the neck and collarbone are like blossoming plum blossoms, which are extremely eye-catching.

Tsk tsk, senior sister is really fierce.

Jiang Chuyue's pretty face blushed slightly, she withdrew her gaze, stopped staying, and turned around to leave.

On the bed.

Jiang Chuyue's words echoed in Ren Pingsheng's ears.

Hasn't Chang An's cultivation been abolished?

But.

He clearly didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy from the other party.

Wasn't the person last night Chang An?

Or, Chang An's cultivation was indeed abolished, but Jiang Chuyue was lying again?

Ren Pingsheng thought about it for a few seconds without any clue, but his desire to see Chang An became stronger and stronger.

One is to find out whether it was her last night, and the other is to speak clearly.

Nothing happened between him and Yun He yet.

At least not yet.

In addition, I also want to tell her that if possible, I will try my best to help her restore her cultivation and appearance. Then I thought about it, it is better to do it than to say it. What is the difference between saying it but not doing it, and painting a cake?

It’s better not to say it.

Let’s wait until one day to find a way to treat her.

Think of this.

Ren Pingsheng stepped out of the house. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Chuyue who had not gone far. He raised his voice and asked, "Where is your senior sister?"

Jiang Chuyue stopped, turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, and replied with a smile: "Senior sister was afraid that the prince would not be able to bully her anymore, so she moved to the yard next to her."

The yard next to it?

What about Xiao Rongxue?

Ren Pingsheng was a little confused when he heard Jiang Chuyue say: "Are the prince worried about Mr. Xiao? He has moved back and lives in the original wing, so next month, the prince can come to the senior sister's house.

Also, senior sister is very tired now and has been resting since entering the house. If the prince wants to see senior sister, please come back tomorrow. "

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, she took the folded sheet and turned around to leave.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to catch up, but after thinking for a few seconds, he chose to stop where he was.

It took so long.

There was little rest.

His whole body was still sore, let alone her.

It's normal to take a day off.

Ren Pingsheng was thinking this, and suddenly he felt like a thorn in his back.

Turning around, he saw the door of the wing.

Xiao Rongxue, who was dressed in unicorn uniform, held a knife in her arms, leaning against the door rail, looking at her expressionlessly.

The next second.

She seemed to have seen something, her expression became colder, and there was a cold light in her eyes.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly remembered that the two courtyards were close to each other.

With the ear power of Xiao Rongxue, a fifth-grade warrior,

all in all.

Ren Pingsheng now felt very embarrassed when facing Xiao Rongxue's cold eyes.

He touched his nose and forced out a smile: "Good morning."

Xiao Rongxue didn't reply. She stared at his neck for a few seconds and said calmly: "Hugh Mu today, I have one day to discuss with you."

It's a discussion.

Or do you just want to beat me?

Ren Pingsheng knew the answer without asking. He subconsciously shrank his neck and forced a smile: "I don't think this is necessary."

"Hone your martial arts skills is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat." Xiao Rongxue's expression was neither happy nor sad.

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Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds and said seriously: "Suddenly I remembered that His Majesty summoned me to the palace. I have to go quickly to avoid delay and keep His Majesty waiting."

After saying that, he planned to run away.

Whoosh!

The next second, a chopstick flew over like an arrow, passed by Ren Shengsheng, and pierced into the trunk of the tree.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Rongxue's voice was heard:

"It's just a sparring session. It'll be quick."

Do you have to take this emotional beating?

Ren Pingsheng suddenly regretted having proposed to Xiao Rongxue that she should accompany him to practice martial arts every day.

The whole thing is asking for trouble.

He sighed in his heart, looked at Xiao Rongxue as if he was dead, and said solemnly: "In that case, come on!"

Compared to two days ago.

The spiritual energy in his body has grown again, and his martial arts skills have also improved.

Even if Xiao Rongxue is a seventh-grade martial artist, he may not be unable to fight back!

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng went back to the house and took out his long knife, got into position, and prepared to fight Xiao Rongxue with real swords and guns!

When Xiao Rongxue saw this, her eyes darkened, she became serious, pulled out the Xiuchun knife, and looked directly at Ren Pingsheng.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

No need to say more.

The two of them drew their swords at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng rose into the air, spun around in the air, and slashed out with his sword, like lightning falling from the sky, with a dazzling cold light!

Xiao Rongxue's eyes narrowed, and she slashed with the sword. The sword energy flowed out, like a brilliant silver dragon, cutting off the incoming lightning.

The next second.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't bear the strong force and retreated continuously.

Xiao Rongxue seized the opportunity, stamped her right foot on the ground, rose into the air, and struck at Ren Pingsheng.

After three rounds.

Ren Pingsheng hit the courtyard wall heavily again and started coughing.

Xiao Rongxue stood there, the hand holding the knife trembling slightly, a look of surprise in her eyes.

Before starting, she never expected such a result.

It takes three rounds to determine the outcome. Even a warrior who has just entered the seventh level may not be able to achieve such a result against her.

Ren's rapid progress in cultivation after breaking through to the ninth level has far exceeded her expectations.

Xiao Rongxue stared deeply at the handsome young man in front of her. After a few seconds of silence, she stepped forward.

Ren Pingsheng thought he was going to fight again, so he stood up straight, held the handle of the knife, and was about to attack when he saw Xiao Rongxue taking out a bronze mirror from his arms and handing it to him.

"This is the bronze mirror that causes madness. The people in Qintian Prison have already seen it. Monks of the sixth grade and above will not be affected. Monks below the sixth grade will only be affected if they stare at the mirror for more than three breaths. They will be affected. The degree depends on the strength of the soul.

Qin Tianjian felt that there was no value in counterfeiting, so he sent it back. I think you solved the case, so the things should be given to you. "

Ren Pingsheng reached out and took the bronze mirror, looked at it, handed it back, and said, "I don't need it on weekdays, so I'd better leave it with you."

Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a moment, took the bronze mirror back, put it in her arms, and said, "Let me keep it for you."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and asked, "Are you coming again?"

Xiao Rongxue thought he was being harsh, but when she raised her eyes, she realized that his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he really wanted to fight again.

I couldn't help but be startled.

When the two had never met, she heard about Ren's deeds and once thought that as the prince of Zhenbei, martial arts was not going anywhere, why not practice Confucianism or switch to Taoism.

Just realized it now.

With a character like his, he was born to practice martial arts.

"Aren't you still going to the palace?" Xiao Rongxue put aside distracting thoughts and said.

"That's true."

Ren Pingsheng rubbed his waist and said, "We will fight again when I come back."

She obviously didn't touch his waist from beginning to end, but kept rubbing it.

Is this battle between feelings and myself not as good as last night?

It seems really incomparable.

Thinking of this, Xiao Rongxue couldn't help but think of the voice she heard last night. She felt ashamed and irritated, but her expression became colder. She looked at Ren Pingsheng and said indifferently: "Waiting for you."

For some reason, upon hearing these two words, Ren Pingsheng felt a chill run through his body.

No matter, let’s coax my sister-in-law to go first.

"gone."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand pretending to be indifferent, put down the long knife, and ran away immediately.

An hour later.

Ren Pingsheng came to the palace gate, showed the gold medal given to him by the emperor last night to the guard at the door, and entered the palace unimpeded.

After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly realized a key issue.

Where does my sister-in-law live?

Although he has a gold medal to enter the palace, this is the palace after all, so he can't just wander around aimlessly, right?

If I accidentally saw the picture of the concubine taking a bath, I'm afraid ten heads would not be enough to fall off.

Stop for a few seconds.

He grabbed a passing eunuch and asked, "My father-in-law, does he know where His Highness Yunhe lives?"

The eunuch obviously knew Ren Pingsheng. When he heard the words Yun He and His Highness, he was slightly startled: "The prince wants to ask about His Highness Chang An, right?"

Completely different accounts, how could they be mistaken?

Ren Pingsheng felt helpless, his face still expressionless, and said: "Yes, it is His Highness Yun He."

Hearing this, the eunuch looked at Ren Pingsheng a little strangely. He hesitated for a while and then said, "I don't know where His Highness Yunhe lives. Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will find a guide for you."

After saying that, he bowed and left quickly.

Those who seek the way are false, but those who tell the truth are true.

Ren Pingsheng knew it in his heart, but he didn't panic at all.

After all, it was the emperor's will to spend more time with Yunhe when he entered the palace.

He was ordered to accompany his sister-in-law.

He stopped where he was and waited for a while.

A palace maid walked over quickly and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness Yunhe lives in Yong'an Palace, and my servants will guide the way for the prince."

"good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, followed the palace maid, and walked towards the harem.

I do not know how long it has been.

Pass through layers of palace walls.

Ren Pingsheng finally arrived at the door of Yong'an Palace.

The palace maid who was leading the way stopped, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will inform His Highness Yunhe."

"Okay." Ren Pingsheng nodded, stopped where he was, and waited quietly.

the other side.

The palace maid walked through the palace gate and came to Princess Yunhe's residence. She found the maid serving Princess Yunhe and said softly: "The Prince of Zhenbei wants to see His Highness. He is waiting at the entrance of Yong'an Palace. Please inform Your Highness."

"knew."

The maid nodded, walked into the room, and came to the bed.

Looking up, he saw a pink curtain, a tassel on the top of his head, and complicated and gorgeous silk and satin underneath.

His Highness Yunhe was wearing a thin layer of silk pajamas, lying on the satin, as motionless as a sculpture.

Saw this scene.

The maid suddenly hesitated a little, not knowing whether to speak or not, so she could only look to the side for help, holding a bowl and urging the princess to have a meal, the personal maid Qing'er.

Qing'er glanced at the cold osmanthus porridge in her hand, with a look of helplessness on her face, and winked at the maid.

The maid understood immediately.

The two walked out of the house together.

Arrived outside the house.

The maid looked worried and couldn't help but ask: "Has Your Highness not eaten yet?"

Qing'er sighed and nodded slightly.

"What can we do?"

When the palace maid heard this, her eyes instantly turned red.

Starting last night, for some unknown reason, His Highness Yun He, who was usually lively, suddenly lost his temper.

He didn't eat breakfast or dinner. Even if Concubine Duan came to persuade him, he just drank some tea.

This morning, Concubine Duan specifically asked Guanglu Temple to cook His Highness Yunhe’s favorite osmanthus porridge.

I thought I could at least give His Highness two bites, but unexpectedly, it was still useless.

What should I do if I am starving?

Being starved was the next best thing. It had only been a day, and some blind people in other palaces had already started spreading lies, saying that Yun and His Highness were possessed by evil spirits.

Although the few who spread the rumor were beaten to death, when the rumor spread, everyone did not dare to say it with their mouths, but they all thought so in their hearts.

Even she couldn't help but wonder if Her Royal Highness was suffering from hysteria.

Her Royal Highness the Princess is such a good person, and she always rewards them with things. How come she got hysteria after she was so good?

Thinking of this, the maid's nose felt sour, a tear fell from her eyes, and she sobbed: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Why are you crying? Let others see what it looks like!"

Qing'er saw this and scolded him angrily.

Seeing that she was really worried about His Highness, she softened her tone and said, "Your Highness, she is fine, just..."

"Just what?"

"I just feel uncomfortable and congested. I'll be fine in two days."

As Princess Yunhe's personal maid, Qing'er understands the princess far better than other maids, and she knows it very well.

The fundamental reason why Her Royal Highness the Princess cannot eat or sleep is because the Prince of Zhenbei is married to Princess Chang'an.

She also knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess had been prepared for this. The discomfort was only temporary and would gradually get better as time went by.

"But."

The maid's eyes were red and she wanted to say something else.

Qing'er waved her hand and interrupted her: "Why did you come here?"

Only then did the maid remember the business, wiped her tears, and replied: "The Prince of Zhenbei wants to see His Highness, and he is waiting outside the gate of Yong'an Palace."

"Who?" Qing'er was startled and asked subconsciously.

"The prince of Zhenbei."

As if she was afraid that Qing'er wouldn't know this person, the maid specifically added: "He is the consort who married His Highness Chang An yesterday."

Just after the wedding night, Prince Zhenbei arrived early in the morning? !

Qing'er's eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

He quickly realized that this was a panacea for His Highness!

I was so excited that I blurted out: "Quick! Let the prince come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong again, so he changed his words and said: "Don't say goodbye yet! You stand here and wait, I will go in and report to His Highness!"

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the house. When he entered the door, he accidentally stepped on the threshold and almost fell down.

Outside the house, the palace maid was stunned when she saw this scene.

There is only one thought in my mind: Can Prince Zhenbei cure the hysteria of His Royal Highness the Princess? Why is Sister Qing'er so excited?

inside the house.

Qing'er walked quickly to the bed, looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess who was still maintaining a motionless posture, came closer, and said softly: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince is here to see you. He is waiting outside the palace gate."

The words fell.

She clearly saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess trembled slightly, as if she was trying to stand up.

But the next second, for some unknown reason, he lay back down again, still motionless like a salted fish.

"Your Highness?" Qing'er called softly again.

This time, I finally got a response.

"Who is the Crown Prince? I don't know any Crown Prince."

His Highness finally spoke!

His Highness hadn't said a word since last night, and she almost thought that His Highness couldn't speak.

Qing'er became even more excited, pretending not to understand the meaning of the words, and continued: "It's the Prince of Zhenbei, Ren Pingsheng. Didn't you often mention him to your slaves a few days ago, saying how brave he was, and you didn't hesitate. I blocked the knife for you, and said that if there was no prince, you might have..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a slightly dull voice from under the quilt: "When did I say this?"

"As you said, you also said that Your Highness Chang An has bullied you since you were a child and often took away your favorite things from your hands. A bad woman like her is not worthy of marrying."

"shut up!"

On the bed, Princess Yun He stood up, her slightly red and swollen eyes had a hint of bloodshot eyes, she stared at Qing'er, and said angrily: "I have never said that, you are just making it up! If you do this again, , I will punish you by going to the Clothing Bureau!”

Qing'er shrank her head and didn't dare to say anything more. She just whispered: "The prince is still waiting outside."

"I don't know any prince."

Princess Yunhe's expression was indifferent and her tone was cold.

Qing'er hesitated for a moment and wanted to say, "Last night was the night of the Crown Prince's bridal chamber. The fact that he was not gentle with His Highness Chang An and came to the palace early in the morning shows that he has His Highness in his heart."

Then I thought about it, if I really said that, Her Royal Highness would only be even more sad.

I was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Seeing that she was silent, Liu Yunmeng glanced at her and said coldly: "I don't want to see him now, let him go back."

Qing'er didn't expect His Highness Yunhe to be so resolute. After struggling for a few seconds, he still chose to be obedient, bowed respectfully, and said, "I understand, this slave."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After she left.

Liu Yunmeng couldn't help but look at her back. Thinking of the fireworks in the sky last night, the scene of Ren Pingsheng and Chang An hugging each other could not help but appear in his mind. His heart felt sour and his eyes became moist again.

actually.

She knew it very well.

He and Ren had known each other all their lives, but it was just because of a funny misunderstanding.

He belongs to Chang'an and has nothing to do with him.

However, thinking of him and Chang An being together, I still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

She doesn't blame Ren Pingsheng, nor Chang An, nor her father. She can only blame herself for not meeting Ren Pingsheng before her father granted her marriage.

But then I thought about it, Ren had been staying in the north all his life, and if his father didn't grant him a marriage, there would be no way that he would meet him.

So, I can’t even blame myself.

but.

I still feel bad.

the other side.

Qing'er came out of the house, her face a little ugly.

Seeing this, the maid wanted to say something, but before she opened her mouth, she heard Qing'er say: "Go out and tell the Crown Prince that His Highness feels uncomfortable now and doesn't want to see him. If the Crown Prince wants to see His Highness, he can come back tomorrow."

"I understand, Sister Qing'er."

The maid responded and left quickly.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng heard the news from the maid.

That's to be expected.

Ren Pingsheng stopped where he was, thought for a few seconds, looked at the maid, and said seriously: "Excuse me, please tell your highness that I will come to see your highness every day from now on, and I will say goodbye until I see your highness."

After saying that, he left quickly without stopping.

The maid obviously didn't expect Ren Pingsheng to leave so decisively, and was slightly startled.

After reacting, he returned to the hospital.

"What did the prince say?" Qing'er looked at the palace maid and asked impatiently.

"He said that he will come to see His Highness every day from now on until he sees His Highness."

When the maid said this, she couldn't help but frown and whispered: "This person is so domineering. His Highness clearly said that he would not see him, but he still keeps pestering him. It's really boring."

Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something and blurted out: "Your Highness has been unhappy these past two days. Could it be because he got involved with you?"

It's really because of him.

But it's not because I was entangled by him, but because I wasn't entangled by him.

Qing'er thought so, looked at the maid, and said coldly: "You are also an old man in the palace. You don't know what you can and can't say. It seems that the beatings made by those people yesterday were not hard enough."

The words fell.

The maid immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, her body trembled, and she hurriedly said: "Sister Qing'er, I was wrong."

After waking up, Qing'er was too lazy to talk nonsense to her and walked into the house.

"Your Highness, the prince said that knowing that you are in the palace and he is just standing outside the door makes him feel happy, so he will come to the palace to see you every day from now on until you forgive him."

Qing'er walked to the bed and whispered.

Liu Yunmeng was leaning on the bed, her slender and straight legs slightly close together, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a bit, and asked: "Did he really say that?"

Qing'er nodded heavily and said firmly: "It's absolutely true!"

"He is Chang An's husband. He is so frivolous and not afraid of being heard."

Liu Yunmeng curled her lips and muttered softly.

Qing'er stood aside, just silent.

A good while.

Liu Yunmeng asked again: "Where are the others?"

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Qing'er was a little confused and hesitated for a while before saying, "I should have gone back."

"If you go back, you are going back. What do you mean you should go back?"

A hint of displeasure appeared on Liu Yunmeng's pretty face.

Qing'er was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Liu Yunmeng lay back on the bed again, pulled the quilt over his head, and said calmly: "I want to rest. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Seeing this, Qing'er sighed inwardly: Your Majesty, I can only help you so far.

With this thought in mind, I walked out of the house.

I thought this would be the end of the matter for the crown prince entering the palace.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a maid came in and reported: "Sister Qing'er, Guanglu Temple sent a batch of food, saying that it was specially prepared for His Highness."

Qing'er was slightly startled.

It's been a long time since breakfast time, why was another batch of food delivered?

"Who gave the orders to the people in Guanglu Temple?" Qing'er looked at the maid and asked.

"It is said that Prince Zhenbei made it himself, and with His Majesty's permission, he sent it to His Highness Yunhe to try."

The words fell.

Qing'er raised an eyebrow and blurted out: "I knew that the prince was not someone who would give up easily!"

"?" The maid looked confused and had no idea what Qing'er was talking about.

Qing'er looked excited and didn't bother to explain. She waved her hand and said, "Let them bring the food in!"

"yes!"

The maid took the order and turned to leave.

After a while.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies.

Qing'er walked to the bed and called softly: "Your Highness."

no respond.

"Your Highness."

Called twice more.

A dull but still pleasant sound came from the bed.

"what."

"Your Highness, Guanglu Temple has sent a batch of meals."

"Don't eat!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince made it himself."

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The bed was quiet for a moment.

A small head poked out from inside.

"I don't believe he can cook. You must have made this up just to coax me!"

Liu Yunmeng said this, but subconsciously looked at the table.

"In the conscience of heaven and earth, everything I said is true, and I never deceived Your Highness with a single word!"

Qing'er stretched out four fingers and made a gesture of swearing to God.

Liu Yunmeng fell silent after hearing this.

Seeing this, Qing'er struck while the iron was hot and said with a serious face: "I heard that the prince almost cut his finger in order to prepare this dish.

If Your Highness doesn't try it, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the prince's wishes? "

Liu Yunmeng curled his lips and muttered: "If he is willing to do it himself, what does it have to do with me."

Qing'er said: "Then slaves tell them to pour out the food!"

After saying that, without stopping at all, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Liu Yunmeng hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold it back and called her: "Wait a minute."

Qing'er stopped and looked at her with pretense of doubt, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Liu Yunmeng bit her pink lip and said, "The sage said that diligence is at the heart of the state and frugality is at the heart of the family. Don't you understand this?"

When Qing'er heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then became even more excited.

He has to be the prince.

Just cooking a meal actually enlightened His Highness. His Highness had never remembered the words of the saint before!

"My servant knows that the sage said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen and the prince has a noble status and can cook a table of meals for his highness. This shows that in the prince's heart, his highness is more important than the saint's words."

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, she smiled as brightly as a flower: "That's not what a gentleman means by staying away from the kitchen."

"This servant has never read books and doesn't know what it means for a gentleman to cook far away. I only know that few men are willing to cook for women." Qing'er said.

Is that so?

There was a hint of trance in Liu Yunmeng's eyes.

After a while.

She gradually came back to her senses, got up from the bed, and said: "Change clothes for me."

Qing'er looked excited: "Yes, Your Highness!"

After half a stick of incense.

Liu Yunmeng picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, put it into his mouth, chewed it gently and savored it carefully.

The watery peach blossom eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light.

"tasty."

now.

She was almost certain.

These dishes were not made by the chefs of Guanglu Temple.

Because she had eaten the food of Guanglu Temple for more than ten years in the palace, and had never eaten this dish.

Of course.

If it was not made by the chef of Guanglu Temple, it might not be made by Ren Pingsheng.

But, is it important?

The important thing is that I am very important in Ren Pingsheng's heart.

Even if I am not as good as his wife, I can be regarded as his confidante.

Thinking of this, Liu Yunmeng picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root and put it into her mouth.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her mood was like sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice dipped in honey, sweet and long-lasting aftertaste.

Outside Guanglu Temple.

Ren Pingsheng stretched his waist and sighed in his heart, it is really not easy to coax a girl.

If it weren't for the senior sister who studied food in the same teaching building in the previous life who taught him a few tricks.

He really didn't know what to do today.

Speaking of which, why did the senior sister who majored in food always call him to help when she had a free junior student.

Could she be interested in me and want to get me?

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly realized something, stopped, and was slightly stunned.

The past came to his mind.

I remember one afternoon, the senior sister came to the laboratory wearing black silk.

At that time, I stupidly asked her if she had an appointment with her boyfriend to go out at night.

The senior sister said that she didn't have a boyfriend, so I didn't take it to heart and focused on helping the senior sister do the experiment.

Now think about it.

At that time, I was really damned!

Stop for a moment.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart.

"The past cannot be pursued, but the future can still be remembered. Keep moving forward."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, stepped forward, and planned to go back to Ren Mansion.

After walking a few steps, he saw a eunuch coming towards him.

"Prince, please stay!"

The white-faced and beardless eunuch walked quickly, stopped in front of Ren Pingsheng, and took out a document from his arms after saluting and handed it to him.

"Prince, this is the case file presented to the emperor by the Jinyiwei. After the emperor has read it, let the servant give it to you."

A feminine voice sounded.

Ren Pingsheng reached out to take the case file and asked, "Can I read it?"

"Of course." The eunuch replied.

Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated, opened the case file, and read it from top to bottom.

As he read it, his brows frowned.

The case file contained the results of the investigation into the assassination of him and Yun He by a fourth-rank warrior.

There was a lot of content, but most of it was invalid information.

The key lies in the conclusion.

Jinyiwei and the Ministry of Justice agreed that the fourth-rank warrior wanted to put pressure on the court by kidnapping himself and his sister-in-law, forcing the court to release his disciples who were imprisoned in the imperial prison.

As for how he knew the whereabouts of himself and his sister-in-law.

After investigation, it was found that he had several contacts with a monk who sold intelligence near the capital.

So it was speculated that he got the whereabouts from that monk.

As for where the monk who sold intelligence got the whereabouts.

Jinyiwei has not caught anyone yet, and it is not known yet. It is speculated that someone in the palace leaked the secret, or there was a wizard involved.

In addition, the case file also detailed the identity, character, and true strength of the fourth-rank warrior.

This person is called Ding Shen. He is a casual cultivator in the Jianghu. He is extreme in his actions. He once killed a whole family because of an argument with someone, so he was wanted by the government. His strength can only be considered average among the fourth-rank warriors.

After reading it, Ren Pingsheng's first reaction was that the Jinyiwei and the Ministry of Justice were just dealing with it!

The reason is very simple.

What they investigated was too superficial, and many places can only be said to be far-fetched and not completely logical.

For example, a fourth-rank warrior with bad intentions, no matter how extreme his character is, how could he hold the prince and princess of Zhenbei hostage for a disciple.

Let's not talk about how he feels with his disciples. Let's say he has many better methods. Why did he choose a method with great risks and a very low success rate?

Of course, the people of Jinyiwei and the Ministry of Justice can also say that because he has an extreme character, he doesn't use his brain to do things and can't care about so many things.

But he is a fourth-rank warrior after all!

Although warriors are generally recognized to be vulgar, they are not brainless.

Without brains, it is impossible to cultivate to the fourth rank!

In addition, the reason for the palace leak is too perfunctory...

There are many similar far-fetched places.

In short, this case file gives Ren Pingsheng the feeling that.

After the Jinyiwei and the Ministry of Justice investigated to a certain extent, they did not want to investigate further, either actively or passively, so they handed over such a thing to deal with the matter.

"I can see such obvious perfunctory, but the emperor can't see it?

Since you can see it, why don't you return it to the Jinyiwei, but let the eunuch hand it to me?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Ren Pingsheng had no clue. He looked at the eunuch and said bluntly: "Your Majesty handed the case file to me. Do you have any instructions?"

The eunuch had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "The emperor's oral order, if you believe it, the case will be closed. If you don't believe it, you can investigate it yourself"

After a pause, his tone suddenly became stern:

"No matter who is found out, I will punish him severely!"