When the scenery is right

Open it, you appeared just as I was about to close it. "Jing He patted his chest, apparently frightened by the sudden voice in the silent night.

Meng Shiqing looked at him indifferently for a while, and asked, "Are you sober?"

Jing He nodded, seeing his distant and gentle expression different from the day, he thought to himself that it was a good thing he didn't go in just now, there must be some ulterior secret inside.

But Meng Shiqing suddenly stepped forward and strangled him by the throat, his hand was surprisingly strong, Jing He was lifted, and his feet were slightly off the ground.

Jing He struggled and said, "You...what are you doing?"

Meng Shiqing took him to the room behind him and asked, "Why should I trust you?"

Jing He saw that his eyes were dark, with a hint of danger in them, and was startled, "I...I don't need to lie to you."

Meng Shiqing watched his fair face turn into a pig liver color, but the strength in his hands was unrelenting, and he asked with a smile without warmth, "Why did you help me that day?"

Jing He was already bewildered by these sudden changes, and stammered: "Yeah, it's not that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you... will take away my rouge..."

Meng Shiqing stared at him for a long time, then let him go, went to the desk and straightened the pile of scattered books on the desk.

It was only then that Jing He noticed that this was the study room. He watched Meng Shiqing bow his head and read the book and ignore himself. It's better than staying under the nose of this moody prince.

He was about to speak, but Meng Shiqing took the first step and said without raising his head: "From today, you will stay here for three months."

"What?" Jing He's eyes widened in astonishment, "Why?"

Meng Shiqing finished the book and looked up, "Because I don't believe you."

Jing He was about to defend himself, when Meng Shiqing said again: "I will send someone to talk to your mother. Okay, it's late at night, go back to sleep."

Meng Shiqing sent someone to accompany Jing He back to the room, but Jing He was full of questions and no one answered him, he just felt that what happened tonight was extremely weird, he had become the object of suspicion for no reason without doing anything, and had to stay in the palace for three months?What is the dark secret in that study?

Meng Shiqing looked at the scenery and walked away, and then told his subordinates to keep an eye on his actions and report to himself every day.

From that day on, Jing He could only stay in the palace. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, and strange things happened, the person who wanted to keep him was a prince. .

This day, Meng Shiqing listened to his subordinates report Jing He's every move in the study as usual, while flipping the pages of the book absent-mindedly.Observing these few days, Jing He seems to be a fool, and he wanders around in the palace on weekdays. According to ordinary people's nature, what happened that night should not be wandering around in the palace anymore. Jing He But he did the opposite, he should eat and drink, and he had a big heart.

Meng Shiqing wondered, did he do it on purpose for himself or did he really do things according to his own preferences?They sent someone to check his details, and they only knew that he was the son of the old bustard of the Xianke Pavilion, and he had a lot of contacts with people of all kinds and religions, but he didn't have many close friends.

Listening to the boring narration of his subordinates, Meng Shiqing decided to go and see for himself.

When he entered, Jing He was writing, and a piece of paper was covered with strange characters.When Jing He raised his head, Leng Buding and Meng Shiqing met each other's eyes. With a shake of his hand, a drop of thick lacquer ink fell on the paper, which in turn rendered a cloud of ink on the rice paper.

"What are you writing?" Meng Shiqing's tone was flat, but these four words were very touching. Jing He smiled and said, "I'm drawing."

Meng Shiqing suddenly felt that it would be understandable if the ghost painting talisman said it was writing something, but it would be too far-fetched to say it was drawing a picture.

Jing He looked at his expression carefully in the dark, saw his brows slightly frowned, and hurriedly explained: "Look, this stroke is the branch of the sweet-scented osmanthus outside the window, and the clusters here are golden sweet-scented osmanthus. And this..."

Meng Shiqing saw that his face was calm, but his eyes were vaguely cast out of the window, and he didn't bother to expose his serious nonsense.Taking the brush from him, he took out another piece of plain white rice paper, stood in front of the table and drew with his head bowed.

Jing He sat in front of the table, across the table from him, and he found it very beautiful to see the way he bent over and traced strokes.The sweet-scented osmanthus is full of branches outside the window, and the sweet fragrance escapes from the slightly closed window, and the whole room is soaked in this sweet cinnamon fragrance.

Meng Shiqing painted without saying a word, a few strands of hair drooped slightly, watching Jing He's heart itch so hard that he really wanted to reach out and grab him twice.This sweet floral fragrance can't help but let his imagination run wild...

Sweet and mellow sweet-scented osmanthus wine, crispy and soft sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, clear and sweet crystal sweet-scented osmanthus cake... Just thinking about it makes people salivate.

Meng Shiqing's masterful hand in painting draws out a wonderful scene of golden osmanthus branches outside the window with splashes of ink, but another scene is added to the painting. Under the osmanthus tree, the green hair is like a waterfall, and the white dress wins the snow, but it is indistinguishable. Pouring wine at the stone table.Rao is a back view, which makes people see thousands of styles.

Jing He asked in surprise, "Who is this person?"

Meng Shiqing gave him a meaningful look and asked, "Want to drink?"

Jinghe drank sake at the prince's mansion that day, and after eating the marrow to know the taste, he hurriedly said: "I want to!"

Meng Shiqing sneered, "Aren't you afraid of causing trouble again?"

Jing He just felt baffled, Meng Shiqing was the only one who thought he had done something outrageous and put him under house arrest for a month in the prince's mansion from the beginning to the end, and now he took the initiative to invite him to drink. See what this means, to make fun of himself?

Seeing Meng Shiqing staring at him, he felt a little strange again in his heart. He had lived here for a while, and aside from the sight that was always glued to him in the dark, Meng Shiqing was polite and gentle to him. Shu Leng is totally different from the person in front of him.Meng Shiqing always seems to be very busy. There are not many people in the house, but when it is empty, he spends all day in the study. The prince's house does not often come to guests, so he eats three meals a day. As long as others are there, he must be with Meng Shiqing of.

"I think you are inexplicable." Jing He complained softly, moved Meng Shiqing's painting over, and waited for it to dry.

The prince in front of him was not angry at Jing He's rude words, he turned around and left a sentence before going out: "I'll ask someone to prepare sweet-scented osmanthus wine at night, don't be too late."

Jing He suddenly felt that the bewildered prince was really cute.

In order to welcome the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, Jing He took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes. His devotion to food had once made Lvyou dumbfounded.Luyou scolded him for being out of his mind for such an outrageous move, but Jing He said with a look of old gods, "In this world, only delicious food and beautiful women can't let you down."

The delicious food is available, but the "beautiful woman" in his mouth does not know where it is now.

Jing He straightened his clothes before stepping into the door, and then went to the appointment solemnly.

Meng Shiqing was already sitting there waiting, and when he saw him come in, he motioned for the maid to serve the wine, and the room was immediately filled with the sweet smell of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Jing He quickly took his seat, and saw that the glass cup was filled with clear and yellowish osmanthus wine, greedy insects could not help but scurry on the tip of their tongues because of the strong aroma of wine in the air.

Seeing his insatiable appearance when he sniffed the fragrance, Meng Shiqing laughed and said, "This is a fine wine that has been hidden for five years. Don't waste this fine wine."

Hearing his words, Jing He took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus wine with great care, the mellow wine swept over the tip of his tongue, and trickled into his stomach with a sweet breath.Jing He didn't know much about wine, he only knew that the older his daughter's red was, the better he got. He thought that only five years of osmanthus wine would be so intoxicating. If it was aged for a few more years, wouldn't it be difficult for people to hold back in front of this wine.But I don't know that sweet-scented osmanthus wine is the best when it is aged for five years.

The aftertaste of this wine was so strong that Jing He felt hot all over after drinking the whole cup, and he was sweating profusely without knowing it.

Meng Shiqing sat on the sidelines silently while playing with the empty wine glass.

Jing He held his hand and poured him a glass of wine, "You mean to let me drink alone? That's not okay, let's come together."

Meng Shiqing saw that the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and said, "Don't drink too fast, you will have great stamina."

Jing He poured himself another glass with a dazed expression, but a few months ago, he never thought that there would be a day when he would sit down and drink and chat with the sixth prince in peace

"My lord." Jing He held his head with one hand and babbled with his tongue out, "Actually, you're pretty good."

Meng Shiqing glanced at him lightly, with a half-smile on his face, "So?"

Jing He said, "Let me ask you something."

"You said."

Jing He boldly asked, "What's in your study?"

Meng Shiqing stared at him for a while, "Are you drunk?"

Jing He couldn't support his head with his hands, so he lay on the table and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know what kind of baby made you keep me here for three months, of course I want to know."

Meng Shiqing's cheeks were slightly red, and he could not bear the strength of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine. His head was a little swollen and painful. He rubbed his forehead and said, "If you are innocent in three months, I will let you go."

Jinghe heard the phrase "If you are innocent, I will let you go", and the alcohol suddenly came up, and he shouted through emotion: "Then how will I prove my innocence!"

Meng Shiqing said: "I will send someone to investigate your details."

Jing He sneered: "As you like, it's best to find out all my ancestors."

Meng Shiqing saw that he was drunk and lying on the table as if he was about to fall asleep, so he walked over and helped him up, "Go back to sleep, I'll catch a cold later."

After being drunk, Jing He was arrogant, raised his hand and pushed Meng Shiqing's hand away from him, and said staggeringly, "It's okay! I can walk by myself!"

Meng Shiqing staggered from being pushed by him. After stabilizing his figure in time, he broke out in a sweat. After feeling sober for a while, he stepped forward and firmly grabbed his arm, "Stop making trouble. Be good, go back to sleep."

Jing He looked at his approaching face, stretched out his hand to rub it, only felt that the touch of his fingertips was smooth and elastic, Wanxin pinched it again hard, Meng Shi was coldly pinched by him like this, and he broke away with a shake of his hand.He was rubbing his face when he saw Jing He running around in the hall.

This man, the last time he drank the wine quietly and didn't see him sloppy, why did he go crazy after drinking this little wine today.

Meng Shiqing first poured himself a cup of hangover tea handed over by the maid, and then grabbed Jing He who happened to run to his side.Seeing his red face pinched by him, Jing He looked at it for a long time and suddenly moved his face up to kiss him, and said with a smirk, "Mother."

Meng Shiqing almost took off Jing He's arm with his hands.

After Jing He recognized his mother, he still didn't feel satisfied, so he said with a mournful face: "Mother, mother... Xiao Jing wants a father... Xiao Jing has no father since he was a child... They all bully Xiao Jing... Wuwuwu..." As he spoke, he went to Meng Shiqing Rubbing on his body, the water vapor in his drunken black eyes looked like he was about to cry.

Meng Shiqing held his face and poured sober tea for him. After Jing He took two sips, he began to choke violently, coughing and coughing tears from his eyes, and the tears accumulated in his eye sockets fell down.

The hangover tea tasted strange, and Jing He squatted on the ground in pain, hugging his knees and bowing his head, sobbing.When Meng Shiqing pulled him up, he saw a dirty face with tears and snot mixed together. Jing He turned his head and said, "Mom...I won't cry...don't hit Xiaojing..."

Meng Shiqing learned from some investigation results that Jing He's mother, Lvyou, was originally a rich businessman's lady, and later married a poor scholar.In the second year after getting married, the scholar went to Beijing to rush for the exam, but there was no news after this trip.Jing and his mother had no choice but to go to Beijing to find a husband, but they fainted on the road after reaching the capital.Just happened to be picked up by the owner of the Xianke Pavilion, and she was recognized as a righteous daughter. It turned out that at that time, Lvya already had the flesh and blood of a scholar in her belly, and she fainted on the way without getting a good recuperation from the exhaustion of the journey.

However, the scholar didn't know whether he became a successful scholar or died halfway. Later, Green glaze asked people to visit him but found nothing.

At that time, Luya was three months pregnant, and it was extremely inconvenient to return home with a pregnant belly, so she simply stayed in the capital and helped her adoptive parents who took her in to open the fairy house.After giving birth to Jing He in October, she got a letter from her hometown, saying that after the plague broke out in her hometown, Qi Qi, the second elder in the family, got sick and left.

Jinghe grew up playing with the children in the neighborhood. Because of his quick mind, he often wins in children's games, and is often scolded by the angry children for having a father but not a father.What can a child know, even though he said these words with malice, it was more unintentional.Most of these vicious words were heard from parents at home.

The little Jinghe could only go home crying and complain to Lvyou, but let her threaten the man with a feather duster not to be so weak.

Right now Jing He was coming from grief, Meng Shiqing wiped away his tears helplessly, his heart twitched when he saw him sobbing and wilting, his arms froze and he had no choice but to take him into his arms.

Jing He buried his head in his generous chest, wiped all his tears and snot all over Meng Shiqing's skirt, and cried and called his mother in a hoarse voice.

Seeing that he was crying so sadly, Meng Shiqing didn't care about the clothes he stained. He just thought that the boy with a big heart that he saw on weekdays also cried like this.

☆、Mid-Autumn Banquet

Meng Shiqing held Jing He in his arms for a long time, and when he saw that his arms had calmed down, he looked down - Jing He had already fallen asleep soundly.His mood fluctuated a lot tonight, and Meng Shiqing personally took care of him to sleep.

Jing He's face was flushed and nestled in the quilt, the corners of his eyes were red, swollen and moist, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned. Meng Shiqing couldn't help reaching out to touch the corners of his eyes. Jing He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and his eyelashes kept shaking.Meng Shiqing helped him pull up the quilt, and stretched out his hand to pat the quilt lightly, as gentle and meticulous as a loving mother comforting a crying young child.

I can't let him call mother for nothing.

next day

Jing He didn't wake up until noon, and he didn't fully wake up until he drank the sobering tea served by the little maid.The little maid was sent to take care of Jing He when she first came to the mansion. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she looked cute and smart. Seeing that Jing He was suffering from a splitting headache, she hurriedly stepped forward to help him massage his temples.

Jing He sighed comfortably, recalling how he came back last night, but only a few afterimages remained in his memory, and recalling the few words he said, he only remembered asking Meng Shiqing, "How can I Prove your innocence."

"When did I come back last night?" Jing He turned his head and asked the maid beside him.

The servant girl thought for a while, and gave an approximate time, then snickered and said, "Mr. Jing was drunk last night and grabbed the prince and kept crying."

What?Jinghe suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"I... I didn't spoil it, did I?" Jing He asked timidly.

The servant girl shook her head and said: "My lord brought you back. I have never seen the scene of the meal before."

Jing He was in a bad mood. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that his eyelids were heavy and heavy. Only after looking in the bronze mirror did he realize that his eyes were swollen. He expected to cry a lot last night, but he couldn’t remember what happened last night. I don't know how many people I lost by drinking this time.

Seeing his annoyed expression, the little servant girl added another fire, which really turned Jing He into a lit firecracker—it exploded.

She said: "The servant only heard you pulling the prince last night and calling 'mother'."

When Jing He heard this, he just wanted to slam his head on the bedpost to death.

While having lunch, Jing He couldn't stop looking at Meng Shiqing, seeing that his expression was normal, but his heart became more and more agitated, and he couldn't ask the question choked in his throat.say what?Ask him if he called him "mother" last night?What did you spill yourself last night?How many people have you lost?

When he was more thoughtful, the gaze towards him became much more sluggish, and when Meng Shiqing raised his head, he just collided with the gaze that he had no time to retract.

"What's wrong? What's on my face?" Meng Shiqing smiled.

Jing He's face was like a rosy glow in the evening, and he said shyly, "No...no..."

Meng Shiqing nodded and continued eating.

"Cough." Jing He coughed, and called out tentatively, "Mother?"

Meng Shiqing shook his hand, and the chopsticks fell off.

"What? Didn't you shout enough last night?" He put down the bowl in his hand instead, teasing with a half-smile.

Jing He also felt that he was a little abnormal, but he didn't expect that the doubts in his heart would be expressed in such a strange way by himself. He was embarrassed and said: "My lord, my lord, you have a lot of adults, and the grassroots collided last night, hehehe."

Meng Shiqing thought it was funny, and said again: "Is it so polite to call you mother?"

Jing He knew that he didn't mean to blame himself, scratched his head and asked, "What did I do wrong last night?"

Meng Shiqing said, "That means I recognized my mother."

Only then did Jing He feel relieved.

Meng Shiqing said again: "It's just that I broke a few luminous cups while calling my mother."

Jing He couldn't sit still anymore, he almost knelt down and said to Meng Shiqing, "My lord, please forgive me".

Meng Shiqing gave him a funny look, and then said seriously: "Brother Jinghe, would you like to do me a favor?"

Jing He pointed to the sky with a few fingers to show his loyalty: "Cao Min will serve as the prince before he dies."

"I don't want your life, it's just that this matter may humiliate you..."

"No! In the past, Han Xin could bear the humiliation and achieve great achievements, but a small insult to grassroots people can bear it!"

The sworn words turned into stunned at the next moment.

The maid waited aside with a pile of complicated and gorgeous clothes. Meng Shi counted the clothes and said to the scene, "It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. At that time, the Empress Dowager will hold a family banquet in the palace. Princess Fuyu went to the banquet together, and now that Princess Fuyu has married far away in Northern Xinjiang, this king is short of a female relative."

Jing He thought to himself what kind of strange rule this is, one has to bring a female relative to the banquet, the people in the palace are really full.But he ignored Meng Shiqing's sudden change of "prince".

"Do you have to bring female relatives? Can't men?"

Meng Shiqing shook his head helplessly, "What this king cares about is not this rule, but if you don't bring your female relatives with you, there will be many carefree people looking for a princess for this king during the Mid-Autumn Festival when the family is reunited. You can always go with your female relatives Be less incidental."

Jing He couldn't help laughing, it turned out that he was afraid of getting into debts.Speaking of which, the prince looks in his twenties, but he has not married yet.

"Isn't it just pretending to be a woman? It's easy to talk about." Jing He lifted the pile of clothes and looked them over.

Meng Shiqing sent someone to send a few baskets of mooncakes to Xiankeguan as an apology for the Mid-Autumn Festival and not being able to go back to reunite with Green Glaze.

Jing He and Meng Shiqing drove to the palace in a carriage.

The two knees touched, and Meng Shiqing smiled when he saw Jinghe's uncomfortable expression: "Don't be afraid, it's fine if you don't make a sound later, this king will explain it for you."

Jing He raised the curtain and glanced out, seeing the majestic Miyagi ahead, he couldn't help but get nervous, he felt a thousand and ten thousand in his heart, never thought that one day, ordinary people like him would have the opportunity to enter this palace . "

The carriage hit a rock and jerked violently.

Jing He didn't sit still and threw himself on Meng Shiqing, and even tore his clothes loose.Meng Shiqing only felt that the waist in his hand was so slender, his eyes were full of autumn water, his nose was straight, and his lips were bright red. He was really a peerless beauty.

"It's so beautiful." Meng Shiqing touched Jinghe's chin with a smile, watched him straighten up in shame, and said, "You suit this suit very well."

After being eaten with tofu, Jing He pinched his waist with a smile, and called out "husband", and then saw the face of the sixth prince twitch.

After entering the palace, all the plans that were made before are useless.The dancers in the palace sang and danced gracefully, the little emperor was sitting on the throne enjoying the dance in style, and the empress dowager was sitting beside the emperor with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, just like a warm scene of a loving mother and filial piety.

Although it was a family banquet, apart from princes and princesses, there were also many court officials sitting at the table.

Jing He followed behind Meng Shiqing and took his seat on the left side.

Seeing Meng Shiqing coming, the queen mother hurriedly ordered the maid beside her to give him the imperial wine.Meng Shiqing saluted and thanked him.

Jing He looked up at the Empress Dowager, only to see that she was also looking at him, with a cold look in her eyes that made people feel like sitting on pins and needles.He didn't expect the queen mother to be such a young woman, full of pearls and hairpins, and dressed in brocade clothes. Just by looking at her smooth and ruddy face, she could tell that the queen mother was not much older than Meng Shiqing.

The queen mother smiled and asked: "Who is the beautiful woman behind the prince? The Ai family doesn't remember such a good-looking lady from the family."

The queen mother's words really caused Jinghe hatred. There were many people who brought their families or brought their wives at the banquet. Every woman among them was a pampered and pampered daughter of heaven. Now when I say this, I am not boasting Is Jinghe's posture better than others in the table?

Jing He didn't know where her inexplicable hostility came from, but felt that her gentle face was full of aggression.

Meng Shiqing seemed to have expected her to say this, and said calmly: "Xiao Jing is not a lady from a family, but Shi Qing's confidante."

The Empress Dowager nodded and said nothing, she looked away and continued talking to the little emperor.

In the middle of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, a military general entered the palace belatedly.Jing He just glanced casually, and was immediately startled—that man was actually the man who molested him in the Xianke Pavilion that day.This is great, what if he recognizes it?He tugged Meng Shiqing's shirt in front of him, and whispered: "My lord, I know that man, and he also knows me."

Meng Shiqing glanced at Shao Qiang who swayed into his seat, patted the back of Jing He's hand and comforted him, "Don't panic, I'm here."

That Shao Qiang came to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet today after drinking enough flowers and wine. He was in a good mood. Although the courtiers and princes at the banquet were dissatisfied with him, they did not dare to criticize the celebrity in front of the Queen Mother.

Shao Qiang poured himself three cups as punishment, and scanned all the people in the hall with red eyes.He is beautiful by nature, and his eyes chase Yingying Yanyan who is singing and dancing, and after all the dancing girls have dispersed, he turns his eyes to the female relatives behind everyone.The hungry and thirsty eyes frightened the female relatives to shrink back behind the person in front of them, fearing that his beauty would be missed by him.

There is only one person in this hall who is not afraid of his gaze, but eats the table full of delicacies by himself.Even the Queen Mother couldn't help but look more at Jing He who was eating well.

Meng Shiqing also indulged in the "confidante girl" behind him with a big appetite, and occasionally turned around to say a few words to him.

Jing He wiped his mouth when he was full, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes just met Shao Qiang, and his heart skipped a beat.Shao Qiang also noticed Jing He, squinted his eyes and couldn't stop looking at him, and said for a long time: "Hey, when will Ji Xiang's daughter come?"

All the seats are silent.

The empress dowager turned livid and said angrily: "General Shao! You must have drunk too much! What nonsense!"

Shao Qiang staggered up while supporting the table, stepped over the low table and walked to Meng Shiqing, pointed at Jing He and said, "Isn't this Ji Xiang's daughter?"

Meng Shiqing frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, Jing He was confused by this sudden incident.What season?The prime minister surnamed Ji?

The Empress Dowager stood up as soon as she slapped the table, "Nonsense! Come here! Take General Shao down to sober up! He's very drunk!"

Shao Qiang wanted to say something more, but Meng Shiqing stood up and stood in front of Jing He, mockingly said: "General Shao is a greedy drinker, I am really confused today, you forgot what happened to the prime minister's daughter a few days ago ? Prime Minister, he will come to the banquet today because he is concerned about his deceased daughter."

Shao Qiang shook his head, rubbed his eyes again, and stared at Jinghe's face for a long time before he could see his face clearly. He waved back the maid who came up to support him, and walked back to his seat by himself, "I'm confused, I'm confused, it's my poor eyesight." , please punish the Queen Mother."

False alarm.Jing He was terribly frightened by Shao Qiang, and gratefully pulled an ugly smile at Meng Shiqing, and muttered, "Scared me to death".

The queen mother looked much better, and said: "Since General Shao drank too much, none of you should try to persuade him to drink anymore."

Shao Qiang sobered up a lot. Hearing what the queen mother said, he knew he was wrong. He raised his head and said to Meng Shiqing, "My lord, the last general is a rough man. I offended you just now. I hope your lord will understand me." Even so, his tone was somewhat arrogant, Rao Jinghe felt uncomfortable after hearing this, but Meng Shiqing smiled generously, shook his head and said, "It's okay, drinking will hurt your health, General Shao must take care of your health."

Jing He rolled his eyes at Shao Qiang unhappily, and the latter seemed to be aware of it, and actually looked at him.

Shao Qiang was startled, "You, you are not—"

☆, Jiang Nanchun

After all, it was the queen mother's words that stopped General Shao Qiang from saying what he hadn't said. Shao Qiang was very drunk. In order to prevent him from continuing to make trouble, the queen mother ordered someone to take him down to rest, and the rest of them followed the usual practice Go to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers.

Jing He walked beside Meng Shiqing, only to feel his eyes fall on him from time to time.He is used to walking gracefully on weekdays, but now he is wearing a fancy dress and walking that style of official steps, and he must always be on guard against being spotted by others, he just feels that no matter how he walks, it is unnatural.

Meng Shiqing saw his embarrassment, supported his waist firmly with a pair of big hands, and whispered in his ear: "It's my fault, people shouldn't prepare such complicated clothes."

Jing He accepted his affection and smiled to indicate that it was all right.

The imperial garden is quite large, divided into four gardens: spring, summer, autumn and winter. Most people have gone to the autumn garden to enjoy the chrysanthemums. In previous years, Meng Shiqing would go there with Princess Fuyu to join in the fun. This year, to take care of the scene, we can only go to places with fewer people. Walk.Unfortunately, they just ran into the queen mother who was resting freely.

When meeting the Queen Mother, Jing He could even feel the hand holding him tighten.

Meng Shiqing said: "You avoid it first, I have something to discuss with the Queen Mother." Jing He walked away obediently.

When the Queen Mother saw Meng Shiqing approaching, she also waved away the accompanying maid, and for a moment there were only her and Meng Shiqing in that place.Jing He watched from not far away, and saw some clues.This pair of people, handsome man and beautiful woman, although their identities do not allow them, they do not abandon a certain possibility...

When the Empress Dowager was talking to Meng Shiqing, her eyes fell on Jing He from time to time. Jing He was so curious that he couldn't sit still when she knew she had mentioned him. Squat down among the flowers and grass, pretending to bask in the sun.

The Queen Mother said, "I never thought you would bring a woman here."

Meng Shiqing said calmly: "In the past, Shiqing also brought Princess Fuyu here."

The queen mother's tone was a little serious, "You and I both know that this is different, and you are well aware of my affection for you."

Jing He listened from behind, thinking that the two really had an affair.

Meng Shiqing said: "The queen mother is joking."

The Empress Dowager smiled lightly and said: "When you say this, you always talk about him from left to right. But since you want to rely on Aijia, is there any other way besides following Aijia's wishes?"

Jing He couldn't see Meng Shiqing's expression, but heard him say calmly: "The Queen Mother is just Shi Qing's help, I hope you can understand this." It never happened that she continued to return to the Queen Mother's sight.

Knowing that the two of them had an affair, I felt that the queen mother looked at her with murderous looks.What are you staring at, no matter how staring you are, it is impossible for you to be with Meng Shiqing!

The Empress Dowager glanced at Jing He, who was spreading flowers and plants not far away, and said, "But he is a person who does not know etiquette. Where did you know him?"

Meng Shiqing looked back at Yan Jinghe, and said gently: "It's nothing wrong to do it rashly."

The Empress Dowager snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "You haven't accomplished a major event, so don't delay it for a woman."

Meng Shiqing lowered his eyes and smiled, took a sip of tea and stopped talking.

"By the way, how are you handling the matter over there?" The queen mother changed her expression and asked seriously.

Meng Shiqing said: "I'll go and see for myself in a few days, I think it's all right."

When the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was finally over, Jing He could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Although the little emperor was young, if he was found wearing this female attire, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor.Fortunately, Shao Qiang didn't show up again after that, so he escaped a catastrophe.

When he got back in the carriage, Jing He almost collapsed. He only felt that the woman who had been pretending for a day was uncomfortable. He thought to himself why he had gone crazy before agreeing to Meng Shiqing to do such a thing.

Meng Shiqing said: "Thank you for your hard work."

Jing He glanced at him, "It's hard work. It takes ten steps to take two steps on weekdays. It's troublesome and tiring."

Meng Shiqing smiled and said, "Only in this way can I understand the hard work of my daughter's family."

Jing He reached out to take off the heavy pearl hairpin on his head, but he didn't know that those jingling things were easy to put on, but when he took them off, most of them were already entangled in hair, which made his scalp hurt.Meng Shiqing saw his frantic expression, and with a smirk, he took his hand away, carefully untied the hair wrapped around the hairpin, and then plucked it off.

Jing He only felt a sense of oppression when Meng Shiqing leaned over, and his warm breath behind his ears made him numb. This kind of embarrassment of being stiff was more uncomfortable than pretending to be a woman.

Meng Shiqing plucked his hair full of pearls for him, and smoothed out his messy hair.Jing He wiped his face, licked the bright red rouge on his lips, and felt a jerky taste in his mouth, expressing the hero's sympathy for Meng Shiqing's sentence "only in this way can we understand the hard work of my daughter's family".

Meng Shiqing looked at him for a while, and said with a smile, "But I don't know if I pick these things up, it looks better."

Jing He said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking about! There is no big man who likes to be praised for his good looks. You should say that I am Yingwei's man."

Meng Shiqing said with a smile: "Okay, this king humiliated you."

Jing He pretended to be generous and waved his hand: "Forget it, I've pretended to be a woman, and it's nothing to ask you to say a few words." His hair was soft, and now without the shackles of pearl hairpins, it was all scattered on his shoulders. The dignified and beautiful women's clothing has long been wrinkled and messed up by him, but he doesn't know that such a messy and unrestrained dress has a special charm.

Meng Shiqing saw him sitting on the side with his legs crossed comfortably, and asked, "I'm going to Jiangnan in two days, are you going to have fun?"

After hearing this, Jing He quickly became interested: "Is it possible?"

Looking at his bright eyes, Meng Shiqing smiled and said, "Of course."

Jing Hequan knew that he was the prince's predecessor, so he patted him on the shoulder familiarly and said, "It's good to follow you."

Meng Shiqing knew that he was used to being at ease, so he didn't care much about his faux pas.

He said, "Before you go to Jiangnan, go talk to your mother."

Jing He teased, "What? Don't doubt me anymore?"

Meng Shiqing had a smile in his eyes, with a scheming look, but he smiled and said nothing.

The autumn wind sweeps through the deep palace garden, and the evening wind seems to carry the smoky peppercorns and incense in the yellow tiles and red walls into the rumbling carriage, and the thin fallen leaves fall into the carriage through the raised curtains. It fell on the sleepy boy.

Meng Shiqing picked up the fallen leaf that fell on Jinghe's hair with two fingers, and with a little force between his fingers, he crushed the leaf into fine powder, and the powder fell away with the entrained wind.Jing He's eyelashes trembled, he adjusted his sleeping position, found Meng Shiqing's shoulder, and leaned on it.

A little hard, but fortunately still generous.It's not a pillow at home, forget it, just let it go.

Although they were in the mansion together in the past, it was just a few greetings during meals on weekdays. Since entering the palace that time, the friendship between Jing He and Meng Shiqing has improved.Meng Shiqing didn't mention the matter of going to Jiangnan again, as if he was busy with something, Jinghe went to the Xianke Pavilion to say hello to Lvyou, and saw the two people who followed him inseparably, and only then did he know the sentence he asked that night, "You Don't doubt me anymore." What a nonsense.

He entered the palace with his front foot, and a person came out from the side door on his back foot. Jing He glanced at it, felt that the back was very familiar, so he chased after him. The person walked too fast, and when he chased him, he saw a carriage flying away go.Surprised by the familiar figure from the back, he had no choice but to give up after thinking for a long time.

In the early morning of this day, the sun had not yet risen from the edge of the mountain, everything was silent, and the days were long in autumn, and only faint skylight could be seen outside.Jing He was sleeping soundly and was woken up in the middle of the cold.In a daze, he was waited on by someone to dress and rinse his mouth, and he was fully awake after a breakfast.

Meng Shiqing dragged him into the carriage, and Jing He asked what he was doing in a daze.

Meng Shiqing raised his eyebrows and smiled, and asked, "Aren't you going to Jiangnan?"

Jing He's eyes widened: "Is this the start?"

Meng Shiqing nodded.

The carriage drove for a day, and did not arrive in Jiaxing until it was darker and the dew was heavy.The journey was tiring, and Jing He had never been in a carriage for such a long time. He only felt sore and stiff, and he felt much more comfortable when he got out of the carriage and moved around.He didn't know what Meng Shiqing was going to do here, Meng Shiqing didn't have the air of a prince at all, he only followed a few carriages, and his clothes were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary.