Chang'an Youth Tour

Rong Hao and the others chatted in the hall, Yan Junyu stood silently for a while, then went into the study again.

When he came in, Linglong just went out, glared at him, and kept saying, "Brother Jing Yan, I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road."

The prince calmly instructed, and lowered his eyes to read the book again. He was wearing a plain brocade robe, and it was already dark outside. The light shone on him, and he was still a handsome and indifferent god like the first time we met.

Yan Junyu stood still.

"What's the matter?" He read the book for a while, then raised his head: "Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

There were no mirrors around, and Yan Junyu didn't know what it would be like to cry.

Yan Junyu seldom stayed in Yan's study room before. He once hid in it for a whole afternoon in hide-and-seek. He only knew that there were many rotten books there, and there were also books written by the previous Zhenbeihou. The words are all his ancestors, very boring.But that day he found a very small seal in the pile of old papers, and when it was printed, it was four characters, so far away.

At that time, he didn't understand how the distance could turn into the horizon.What is the relationship between what is close at hand, what can be grasped and touched, has anything to do with Tianya?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the moon. The moon reflected in the water can be seen and touched, but when he grabs it, there is only a handful of water left.

Probably this is so close.

The prince suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him seriously for a while.

"come over."

Yan Junyu passed by, the prince raised his hand, this time he did not hide.

The crown prince didn't hit his head like Ao Ji, nor did he mess with his hair like Nie Biao and the others.He just held Yan Junyu's chin, and looked at him quietly as if looking at something.

His eyes, smoky gray, indifferent but noble eyes, the gaze inside gradually became focused, Yan Junyu did not avoid it, but also raised his eyes and looked at him.

For a moment, time seemed to slow down, and everything around him seemed to gradually fade. In Yan Junyu's heart, the only thought was to understand what was in his eyes, but he vaguely felt that it didn't matter if he didn't understand.

He has always been afraid of the prince, even he himself does not know what he is afraid of, he has suffered a lot, and the prince is the most polite person he has ever met, the prince will not beat him, scold him, or act like others play tricks on him.But he was more afraid of the prince than he was afraid of all the people combined.

The prince suddenly laughed.

"Xiaoyan, you actually don't understand anything." The corners of his lips curled up, as if laughing at himself: "You're only 15 years old."

"I'm sixteen." Yan Junyu argued.

He raised his eyebrows.

"is it?"

"Really, I'm already big." Yan Junyu tried to prove: "I know everything. I know Linglong likes you, so she gave you a lotus heart, and she still blush..."

The prince laughed.

"Hush." ​​He stopped Yan Junyu with a smile: "Don't talk about girls' thoughts casually."

He was covering up for Linglong.

Yan Junyu was in a hurry.

"You like her too, right? Do you want to marry her?"

"No, I won't marry her."

"But you asked her to call you by your name, and your princess..."

"Is this something that the companion should take care of?" the prince asked calmly.

Yan Junyu was discouraged for a moment. Even if he didn't understand the rules, he knew he had crossed the line. He himself felt that it was boring to ask such questions, so he couldn't help but feel depressed.He has lived to be 15 years old, and he has never had such emotions as today. Good is good, bad is not good. Being bullied by the Seventh Prince, he only feels that he was bitten by a mad dog, and it's over if he escapes.However, nothing bad happened today, but he felt ashamed.

The prince raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

There seemed to be warmth in his gaze, and it seemed that it was no different from how he looked at anyone.Yan Junyu suddenly remembered what the Grand Tutor said, as a king, he should treat all the people in the world equally.Although he was dumbfounded, he also knew that the prince's gentleness was just an appearance, otherwise why would Ao Ji and the others be so afraid of him.

But the prince suddenly sighed.

Yan Junyu thought he heard it wrong. After all, he had been with the prince these days, and this was the first time he had seen him show emotion.

He reached out and touched Yan Junyu's head, and told him, "I didn't ask Linglong to call me by my name."

Yan Junyu didn't speak, he continued: "Jing Yan is not my name, it's just my characters, everyone in the world knows it."

"Then what's your name?"

Yan Junyu asked so directly that she felt a little regretful, fearing that the crown prince would not answer.

But the prince paused and answered.

"The prince of this generation is named Congmu." He looked into Yan Junyu's eyes and told him, "My name is Xiao Lu."

If Ao Ji were here, he would probably turn pale with shock.Because anyone with a bit of common sense in this palace knows that the name of the prince is an extremely uncommon character, because when he was named, he was already destined to inherit the great line, and for the convenience of people in the world to avoid taboos, the more uncommon the better.

The reason why the name of the emperor became a taboo is because no one dared to mention it.Just like today's Holy Majesty, after the death of the Empress Dowager, the last person who was qualified to call him by his name disappeared, and people in the world only knew to call him Emperor Qingde.The crown prince is the heir apparent, and the only people in the world who can mention this name are the Holy Majesty and the Empress.

But Yan Junyu didn't know the meaning of this sentence, he just asked: "Which tree is that?"

The prince didn't remind him that he was overstepping again, but laughed instead.

"Do you now know the benefits of reading more books?"