Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

He Yuan also secretly guessed in his heart.

He has ruled out the fact that King Jing is ill.After these two days of contact, King Jing has a clear logic and quick thinking, and he does not seem to be a person with a disease at all.With his scheming and scheming, how could it be possible to simply indulge in lust and lust without any plans?

He Yuan pondered over and over again, and came up with two possibilities.

First, this is the holy will, and King Jing was forced to approach him to see if he had any intention of treason.

Second, King Jing wanted to rebel, but because he didn't have half a soldier in his hands, he could only make a bad move and "sacrifice his life" to win him over.

But He Yuan always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to wait and see what happened.

"Master He!"

"Master He is well!"

Two more officials exchanged hands with him, He Yuan came back to his senses and returned the salute at the same time.Looking up again, they have arrived at the main hall for discussing political affairs. Everyone stood in line, and He Yuan also joined the line with his thoughts in mind.Taking a peek at Song Qingchen, he stands out among the ranks of civil servants, very eye-catching.No wonder the first emperor favored concubine Lian alone and was frequently advised by the cabinet.Judging from King Jing's appearance alone, it can be seen that his biological mother's appearance is very beautiful.

It's a pity that concubine Lian passed away early.

While he was thinking about it, Li Wanfu, the chief eunuch in charge, had already walked out from the west side of the hall, shouting "Long live—" at the top of his voice.

All the officials agreed and kowtowed one after another.

……

It was the first time for Song Qingchen to be in it, feeling the high-pitched voice of long live reverberating in the hall, and his mood couldn't be described in words for a while.

He took a sneak peek at the chief eunuch, and had one thought - this father-in-law Wanfu is not only young, but also has an extraordinary appearance.

Then, a burst of misty ambergris floated past, presumably the elder brother emperor came.I always feel that the atmosphere in the hall is suddenly chilled.

Let me see.

"Everyone loves to be flat."

The voice of the emperor's elder brother also carried a lot of laziness, a little lack of energy.Are you sure this voice is the protagonist Gong?Song Qingchen slandered.

But the voice still brought Song Qingchen back to his senses.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he almost forgot that he couldn't look directly at Shengyan!Fortunately, I refrained from watching it, otherwise I'm afraid I'd have to go offline early.

There are only a few steps between the two brothers, but there is a world of difference.Song Qingchen bowed his head, holding the wat board in his hand, staring at the red carpet in front of him with emotion.

The other princes in the book are dead or disabled.Thinking about it this way, the elder brother of the emperor treats himself as the third younger brother pretty well.

Before the Holy Majesty could say anything else, Wan Fu shouted to the ministers, "I have something to say—"

Song Qingchen suppressed a yawn, causing some tears to well up, and his eyes were slightly red.He was really sleepy, and he had been excited again in the morning, and now the excitement gradually faded, and the feeling of fatigue swept over him.

He somewhat understood why the emperor did not go to court early.

It's not necessarily the beauty's fault either.

Two officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry came out one after another to play something. After the sound of footsteps "chacha", there was a pause.

What's the difference between this and chanting? !Song Qingchen was admiring and even more sleepy, so he could only hold back, not letting himself yawn.

It's not that he doesn't understand, he really doesn't want to waste his brain listening.

At this moment, he was suddenly curious, what kind of dog is He Yuan at the moment?Under the trend of curiosity, Song Qingchen slightly lowered his head and glanced behind him.

There are red, blue and blue robes like a forest, and the officials are tall and low, fat and thin, standing in different positions.

Standing next to him was an unknown adult who occasionally suppressed his throat and cleared his throat with a "cough cough".

The military officer was two rows away from him, and he couldn't see him at a glance, so Song Qingchen leaned over slightly curiously, but unfortunately he still couldn't see it.He turned around unwillingly and stood up.

He didn't believe that kid He Yuan wasn't sleepy!

Although this person is extremely annoying to him, Song Qingchen has to admit that this person is his greatest joy in this small world since he passed through the book.

The elder brother of the emperor didn't say a few words, and occasionally echoed, which was also the lazy tone of the Ninth Five-Year Lord.After about half an hour, he retreated.

In recent days, the weather has been smooth, and there is no big deal.At this time, the sky was already bright, and Song Qingchen turned his head to leave the palace, only to feel that the light was a bit dazzling.There was a sound of dragging footsteps in the hall, and all the officials were obviously very tired, with tired faces on their faces.

"My lord was looking back for me just now? Is there something wrong?" This highly recognizable voice appeared again.

At this time, He Yuan had other thoughts in his mind. If King Jing had some schemes, he didn't need to beat around the bush like this, and he didn't need King Jing to "promise him with his body".

Song Qingchen looked back with a tired face, He Yuan was still in high spirits.

"Nothing." Song Qingchen said coldly.

He was extremely tired, so he had no energy, and even less patience to deal with He Yuan, so he frowned slightly and walked out, feeling sleepy all over.

He just wanted to go back and catch up on sleep.He really couldn't hold on to this hellish routine.Maybe it was because of getting up early with a hangover and standing in the hall for a long time, the original owner's body was already a little numb.

Suddenly dazzled, Song Qingchen hurriedly stopped, trying to relieve the dizziness.

The surrounding officials have almost retreated, but there are a few people outside who are chatting in twos and threes.Jiang Yizhi was also chatting with people outside, the hall was empty and quiet.

As his back warmed, he felt a pair of hot hands caressing his back.

Song Qingchen was taken aback for a moment, but when he realized whose play it was, he was in a bad mood.

Emperor, is Brother Emperor gone? !

Song Qingchen turned his head in fear, and looked around the entire hall.For the first time, he felt that he was only one step away from death.A lot of cold sweat broke out in an instant, and the whole person became sober.

Seeing that there were almost no people in the hall, and the steps were even more empty, his heart finally recovered and he took a big breath.

People are easily irritable if they don't have a good rest.Song Qingchen was no exception, he turned his head viciously, and found that He Yuan was looking at him with a frown, and his eyes were also somewhat suspicious.

Song Qingchen said angrily: "Master He Xiaohou, from today onwards, please be sure to stay three steps away from me!" After speaking, he started to leave.

After hearing this, He Yuan's expression changed slightly.He seemed to suddenly understand something.

He came over suddenly, blocked Song Qingchen's way, and asked:

"I'm here, but the lord is in a hurry to go back to the mansion to see a young lady who is [-]% similar to me?"

Song Qingchen laughed angrily: "Who is [-]% similar to you? An Ge is completely different from you. Don't be too sentimental! Get out of the way!"

Song Qingchen had a violent temper and went straight to the top. If he hadn't been unable to beat He Yuan, he would have wanted to fight this kid right now!He was about to say a few more words, to vent.

When he raised his head, he met He Yuan's very sinister gaze.

Very good, Ben Zha Gong doesn't love you anymore.

Song Qingchen was eager to get rid of his relationship with him, so his mood became brighter: "You and I will go back to the road, and the bridge will return to the bridge. The past should be nothing. I don't want anything from you, so you don't have to hold grudges."

I am definitely not greedy for your body.I am different from that scumbag, thank you!

Song Qingchen suddenly felt that the hall had become gloomy and cold, but this couldn't stop him from acting: "I'm in a hurry to go home, just to see An Ge. An Ge is weak, and I'm worried that he won't have breakfast."

At this time, a voice floated above Song Qingchen's head, which seemed a bit long in this hall:

"You mean, I'm no better than a young lady in your mansion?"

No one would be happy about this, let alone a peacock-like man like He Yuan.Although his tone was slow, Song Qingchen could tell that the other party was suppressing his anger.

Song Qingchen raised his head confidently, and met those dark eyes.Song Qingchen's heart trembled, but thinking that he would never be able to fight with himself in the hall, so he kept on doing it, and boldly said:

"Exactly. You can't compare to him."

Song Qingchen had to completely change the plot.

He Yuan had to admit that at first he was really angry.In any case, King Jing shouldn't humiliate him with a low-ranking young lady.But calm down and think about it——

King Jing is acting angry?

He stood in this empty hall, but his thoughts became messy.How beautiful is that young lady?

He Yuanjiu's frowned brows finally relaxed - he decided to go and see his face.