Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

Although Song Qingchen doesn't know horses very well, he has read many ancient books.One glance at the sea bowl hooves of that war horse, and he knew that this horse was probably a fine breed in northern Xinjiang, and it was extremely difficult to tame.But after He Yuan got off his horse, he didn't take care of that good horse.It seemed that the horse would not move half a step without his order.

When he was absent-minded, He Yuan had already walked to the gate of the Duke's Mansion, facing him head-on across the stone steps.

Song Qingchen secretly felt the halo of He Yuan's protagonist.

Now I can feel that although He Yuan is young, he gives people an invisible sense of deterrence.

He Yuan obviously recognized him from the crowd, but he secretly looked away, and asked Qing Ling knowingly:

"Is King Jing here?"

There was a sense of intimacy in his tone, as if he was already familiar with King Jing.

Song Qingchen frowned slightly - he didn't reply to the letters, so he couldn't even be considered a pen pal.

Song Qingchen was a little dissatisfied with this slightly frivolous tone, but in a flash, he remembered the even more frivolous behavior of the original owner of the scumbag, and the two scumbags were exactly the same.

It is obviously unreasonable to blame only one party.

According to the comical setting of the original author - in terms of rank, He Yuan is two ranks lower than him, and he wants to salute him.

The much-anticipated protagonist, Lord He Xiaohou, is about to bow down to salute him.Wonderful.

Although Song Qingchen was indifferent on the surface, he had some strange expectations in his heart.

He Yuan was lured by the female family next to him to sign the roster.After taking a Xifu crabapple, he turned to climb up the steps, raised his eyes, and met Song Qingchen's seemingly deep eyes.

Song Qingchen and him tested each other with their eyes, this feeling was a bit subtle.Song Qingchen has also been to many occasions with his father, so he has a lot of experience in expression management.

He put on a cold official face, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

As the height difference between the two gradually disappeared, the expectation in Song Qingchen's heart gradually receded - he could see that He Yuan had no intention of saluting at all.

However, Song Qingchen still looked back without changing his face, intending to suppress the opponent's momentum.

In this anxious atmosphere, He Yuan had already walked up the steps. He was slightly taller than Song Qingchen, so Song Qingchen was forced to look up.

Why is he not as high as He Yuangao?Song Qingchen was angry in his heart.

Looking at each other at close range, Song Qingchen panicked for a moment, but immediately resumed his condescending posture.

Song Qingchen mobilized all his memories, trying to find a suitable plot from reality or movies, and then gave He Yuan a blow in the face.

In the blink of an eye, he had brewed his emotions, and he was about to blurt out his lines.

However, before he had time to get angry, He Yuan unexpectedly bowed down to salute him, and made a good show with him:

"I've seen King Jing." The voice was mellow and deep, evoking an unconscious aftertaste.

He Yuan acted respectfully and solemnly, which is a standard official etiquette.But his eyes were frivolous, scanning Song Qingchen restlessly.

Song Qingchen was a little dazed for a moment.

However, in order to deal with this showman, he has already prepared multiple contingency plans.

He said lightly:

"Excuse me for the extravagant ceremony. Duke Ying is the host today, you should go and pay him a visit first." The voice was originally like a pearl, but because of the deliberate slowing down, the unhurried demeanor of the high-ranking person was just right.

Song Qingchen was very satisfied with his performance.After finishing speaking, he ignored him, turned around and walked into the mansion.Seeing this, the long follower followed Song Qingchen's footsteps.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, He Yuan followed him in two steps, walking side by side with him, and said as a matter of course: "Please trouble the lord to lead the way."

lead the way?

Song Qingchen's feet froze slightly, he didn't know where he was going, but He Yuan let him lead the way?

He couldn't answer He Yuan's words, so he could only pretend to be arrogant, and walked forward silently without showing any signs of the mountains or dewy water.

The garden is patchwork, the pavilions are also surrounded by flowers, and there are many bonsai.He walked through the corridors and waterside pavilions of the Duke's Mansion with his head depressed. Everywhere he looked, he was full of fat, swallows and thin, showing the elegant taste of the owner of the garden everywhere.

Song Qingchen didn't know the east, west, and north for a long time, so he didn't care to watch it at all, and let down the beautiful scenery in vain.

He must never admit that he was lost.

As they walked further and further away, Song Qingchen glanced away, and they turned out to be walking along the corridor to the end of the road...

After thinking for a moment, Song Qingchen had no choice but to pin his hopes on the long follower by his side.He turned his head for a while, and happened to find that the long follower was also looking at him, as if waiting for an order, with a wink.He was well trained by the original owner.

So Song Qingchen hurriedly passed his eyes, hoping that Chang Sui would lead the way immediately and solve his embarrassment.

Chang Sui looked serious, nodded knowingly, and looked very respectful.

Song Qingchen couldn't help smiling approvingly.

only……

Long followed.

gone? ?

Before leaving, he did not forget to call away the maidservants of the Duke's mansion who were serving nearby.

Song Qingchen's eyes froze, why did this long follower suddenly make such a move?Is it the usual practice of the original owner?First pretend not to know the way, then follow the remote path, bring people into the dark fragrance and shadow, and then do some more...

……

Song Qingchen was really in a mess, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

So he and He Yuan were the only ones left, and he was anxious and unable to say anything.

When the two were standing by the pillars, He Yuan broke the silence and asked with a smile:

"My lord is angry with me?"

This question is inconsequential, very abrupt.

Song Qingchen was puzzled, but still had an arrogant look on his face. He looked at He Yuan with a puzzled expression: "Why did you say that?"

At this time, He Yuan was facing a few oleander plants with their backs, and the flower branches stretched into the corridor, and they happened to stop on He Yuan's shoulders, and there was a beautiful scene where the flowers and faces complemented each other.

Song Qingchen was taken aback, the protagonist's appearance was impeccable, plus he was very good at playing with emotions, it was no wonder that the original owner died for him, and the emperor gave up the country for him.

Song Qingchen's gaze became complicated.

He Yuan pondered this gaze, and took a full view of Song Qingchen's expression.He interpreted these as King Jing's desire to see the color.Just like when King Jing greeted him triumphantly at that time, the gaze at that time was also similar to now, deep and deep, not like looking at an ordinary courtier.

At this time, although He Yuan had a smile on his face, a sharp disdain flashed in his eyes.

Song Qingchen obviously hasn't noticed He Yuan's little tricks, he is still thinking about how he should survive under the eyes of this showman.

He even has some doubts now that the reason why the emperor knew about the original lord King Jing and him was because he planned it all by himself.

Song Qingchen became vigilant immediately, he couldn't underestimate this little black lotus.

"The lord isn't here to deliver the letter?" He Yuan took two steps closer, leaning casually against the porch pillar, and sized him up with his arms crossed.This posture obviously did not take King Jing's identity seriously.

Song Qingchen was a little surprised by his lack of etiquette, but more surprised by his thick skin.

If you don't reply to the letter, you have the nerve to ask?

The original owner is a bit fond of playing with flowers and butterflies, but he is really humble to Master He Xiaohou.

Song Qingchen looked up at He Yuan.

At first glance, there was a gentle smile on He Yuan's face, but upon closer inspection, there were some imperceptible doubts and contempt. Obviously, he didn't like King Jing's "suiter" in his heart.

The behavior of the original owner made Song Qingchen lose all embarrassment.

He has to pull back a victory.

A sharp flash flashed across Song Qingchen's eyes, he thought for a moment, and came to the conclusion that it was definitely not appropriate to turn against He Yuan at this moment, and he was even suspected of having a temper tantrum.

This will not work.

You can't say too much.After all, the protagonist's force value is online, and he looks down on the original owner.This corridor is too remote, if it really annoys people, it is very likely to go offline early.

Song Qingchen thought to himself, and suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up, thinking of a compromise.

After the thought flashed through his mind, Song Qingchen first gave him a meaningful look.

Then asked calmly, "Did you reply to the letter?"

This question simply found a blind spot, and He Yuan really couldn't answer it.

Song Qingchen smiled a little lonely: "Since you haven't replied, why should I continue to send it?"

The two were silently stalemate in the corridor, and there was silence everywhere, only the spring breeze passing through the corridor, blowing up the clothes of the people in the corridor, this scene made Song Qingchen a little carefree, as if he was frustrated in love.

The heat is almost up.

Song Qingchen was secretly brewing emotions.He put his hands behind his back and pinched himself in the sleeves, the pain made him sigh.

His face is full of melancholy:

"I've thought about it a lot, but the past is over. From now on, I won't be entangled anymore." His eyes were cold, as if he had really let go of a relationship.

This operation was obviously beyond He Yuan's expectation, Song Qingchen really wanted to turn around to see He Yuan's expression.

He Yuan frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at Song Qingchen suspiciously.

He Yuan was also wondering - three or five days ago, this person was clearly still writhing about "I can't sleep" in the letter, what happened today?

He Yuan's heart moved slightly, he understood - this is another new method.It seems that King Jing is quite scheming, not as simple as the rumors say, he only knows how to play with flowers and butterflies.He has to be careful.

There was another burst of silence as each had their own ghosts in their hearts.

The other party's silent reaction made Song Qingchen temporarily immersed in the refreshing feeling of turning over like a dog, and then intoxicated himself in the self-proclaimed high-end acting skills.

Great victory in this battle!Song Qingchen was about to pretend to leave in a state of disappointment, left this kid, and went to find Duke Ying.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take a step, He Yuan came to block his way, apologetically saying:

"I didn't reply, and I really offended you." The tone revealed full anxiety, which was very reserved.

It seems that He Yuan doesn't want to tear himself apart with a prince either.After all, from He Yuan's point of view, he has encountered sexual harassment in the workplace.Originally, the "Daliang Dynasty" constructed by the author was an ethos that emphasized literature over military affairs.Even if He Yuan returned to the capital triumphantly and became a nobleman, he was still very excluded among the civil servants in the court.

Now if he offends another prince, life will be even more difficult.

I think he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, so he has to suffer so much.Suddenly, Song Qingchen felt some sympathy.

Song Qingchen said sincerely: "Don't worry, now that you and I are officials in the same dynasty, I will definitely not embarrass you because of these things."

At the same time, one day you will be blackened, and you will spare my life, thank you! ——Song Qingchen said silently in his heart.

It was mentioned a few times in the original book that Old General He doted on his concubine and killed his wife. Even though He Yuan was the son of the uncle's family back then, he was very unpopular when he was young.The trauma of his native family paved the way for his future blackening.

People have grown so big that it is impossible to transform them.Song Qingchen was already thankful for being able to get rid of himself.

He Yuan always felt that King Jing was a little different today.Although he still had that burning face, his heart was not what it used to be.

Can't help thinking secretly.

Suddenly, his eyes turned:

King Jing...has an illness?