Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

News of the victory from the south spread to Fengjing frequently. After the great victory, the emperor ordered Pingnanhou's class teacher to return to Beijing.

He Yuan became busy.

After more than half a month, He Yuan finally took a break and rode up to Fengyi Mountain.

It was a sunny afternoon, He Yuan was not wearing heavy court clothes, but only a light shirt with narrow sleeves.After he dismounted anxiously, he walked quickly to the colorful carp pond behind the palace.

He was very worried—today was much later than the appointed time.

Pushing aside the horizontal branches blocking the way, he saw Song Qingchen waiting for him under the shade of the big tree as before.The man was wearing a tea-white thin shirt, bent over, and sprinkled some corn grains on the corner of the bench.Unknown birds lazily came down to peck, and occasionally one landed on his shoulder.

Apparently he came here to feed so often that the birds became so familiar to him.

It's hot, and this is not a cool place.

...Why does he come here so often?

With some secret guesses in He Yuan's mind, he deliberately restrained his steps and walked forward slowly.Gardenia blossomed behind Song Qingchen, exuding a faint fragrance.That scene seemed to be filled with cool air, from the eyes, into the heart.

He Yuan felt refreshed all over.

For a moment, but didn't know what to say, He Yuan let out the sound of footsteps, waiting for the other party to turn around.

"Why did you come here?" The words were clearly reproaches, but the tone was very gentle.

Song Qingchen put down the cloth bag containing the corn grains in his hand, and turned his head slowly, with a look of surprise on his face.

Seeing him whistle again, a colorful bird with extremely long tail feathers flew out of the bushes and landed firmly on his arm.

"How is it?" Song Qingchen was triumphant, as if showing off his bird taming skills, "It's much more interesting than your leopard."

He Yuan looked at him and frowned slightly, "You... come here often just to play with it?"

Song Qingchen has always been quick to respond, but at this moment he was a little hesitant. After a while, he said in a muffled voice: "It's boring on the mountain. If you don't play with it, who will you play with?"

While speaking, he raised his arms violently. After the colorful bird was stressed, it flew up into the sky in an instant, and came back after a circle.It landed on the bench next to it, held its head up, and walked bouncingly.

He Yuan suddenly felt that its posture inexplicably resembled Song Qingchen, so he laughed out of nowhere.

"What's so funny?" Song Qingchen gave him a false kick, "It's not as good as your eagle? Look down on it?!"

He Yuan was still smiling lowly, and he stopped smiling.The surroundings fell silent, as if laying out for He Yuan what he was going to say next.

He stared at Song Qingchen with naked eyes, and said very seriously:

"You know it's not easy for me to come to Fengyi Mountain."

Song Qingchen moved his phoenix eyes and looked over thoughtfully.There was a little uneasiness hidden on his calm face, and his breathing was uncontrollably short.

"These days, why do you come here so often?" He Yuan stared closely at this pretendingly calm face, and he admitted that he had given this person a long time.It's been too long with him.

It has been a long time to close the net now.

"I……"

This person didn't dodge, but hesitated on purpose, wanting to break a sentence into pieces.As first-time as ever, always cunning.

He Yuanqiang suppressed the raging impulse in his heart, "Speak, time is precious." He looked at this man with a half-smile, "Don't tell me, you are here to play with this pheasant."

Song Qingchen suddenly laughed, "Since time is precious, what are you doing here on this barren mountain?"

"You don't have to try to avoid my question." He Yuan approached two steps forward, oppressing him with a falcon-like gaze, "Are you sure, you are not here, reminiscing about everything you have with me?"

There was a long silence.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingchen took a step forward, squinted at him, and said frivolously, "So what? Life in the mountains is boring. I'm looking for something to entertain myself. It's only natural."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that this sentence was not cruel enough, and the man actually laughed and said: "Not to mention you are so handsome. Even if I think about it... maybe it is human nature?"

He Yuan's eyes locked on him, and his face darkened.

It wasn't until he realized that there was a flash of avoidance in Song Qingchen's eyes that he curled his lips slightly.

"Human nature?" He Yuan's voice was cold, but he was thinking in his heart - let's see how long this person will pretend.

He suddenly relaxed his body, and mockingly smiled at Song Qingchen: "Then I'm here now, shouldn't you 'have some fun'?" Then he approached slowly, "Why don't you see your hands?"

Sure enough, Song Qingchen's expression began to waver, and the flaws in the perfect disguise just now were exposed.

"Didn't you come early today?" He Yuan went around him and grabbed his corn bag, "You just threw a handful of corn kernels, but apart from that pheasant, the other birds , I have already eaten several meals."

Song Qingchen turned his head abruptly, his expression flustered: "How do you know!"

"If you are feeding for the first time today, and they are familiar with you, they will definitely see you from a distance and will rush at you, and when you scatter the corn, they will fall to the ground and scramble for it."

Holding the cloth bag, He Yuan continued, "And I saw that when you dropped the corn, they were lazy and not very agile. Obviously they were not hungry."

"That's just because..." Song Qingchen still wanted to argue, he hurried over, trying to snatch the cloth bag away.

"That's because you've been here and waited for me for a long time." He Yuan avoided his outstretched hand, opened the cloth bag at once, pointed to the debris inside and said loudly: "When you came, there was a bag inside." Full of stuff. Look, there's crumbs on the top! And now that's all there is."

After finishing speaking, He Yuan hugged him fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Some things in the camp have been delayed, and I can't get away. Long live seems to be suspicious of me, and more and more people are staring at me, so it's too late ... You have been here a long time ago? Have you eaten yet?"

Let Song Qingchen have a good tongue, and he can't say a word at this moment.He pursed his lips into a line, unwilling to answer.

Indeed, Song Qingchen came in the morning.

Ah Fu sent a message saying that He Yuan would be here this morning.But the exact time is not certain.

If there is no official business, it would be very troublesome for He Yuan to go up the mountain without authorization and be known by others.So in the next two times, He Yuan quietly copied the forest path from the valley to the mountain.

He knew that it was not easy for He Yuan to come, so he came here early to wait.Unexpectedly, it was already past noon, and He Yuan did not come for a long time.The scorching heat was unbearable, Song Qingchen wanted to go back several times, but still stopped, and advised himself to wait for a while...

By the end, dissatisfaction had arisen, and he didn't want He Yuan to know that he was in a mess because of him, so he deliberately got angry with him.From the moment he heard the faint sound of horseshoes, Song Qingchen deliberately put on a calm posture.

Now being hugged in my arms, my thoughts are completely messed up.He didn't expect He Yuan to see his distress with both eyes.

"...No food, no appetite." Song Qingchen didn't bother to act anymore, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Waiting until now in the morning, I am already very tired.

"do you miss me?"

The four words that came out of the oblique stab brought Song Qingchen back to his senses.His heart tightened, not knowing whether he should answer, or whether he should answer truthfully.

After struggling a few times, he laughed at himself.As if discouraged, he gently hugged He Yuan back, and said in a low voice: "I..."

"Governor!" Ah Fu suddenly ran over and exclaimed, cutting off Song Qingchen's words.

As if there was something urgent, Ah Fu looked very flustered.

Song Qingchen obviously felt the change in He Yuan's mood, only felt that the moment he heard these two words, all the tenderness just faded away, and then his whole body was filled with anger and his face was gloomy.

Even if he didn't carry a long knife with him, he hid a short blade.In an instant, he had already touched the dagger hidden on his back waist, before pulling it out, he threw it at Ah Fu!

Ah Fu knelt down suddenly, tremblingly said: "Governor, the imperial decree has come to the camp, waiting for you to go back to receive the decree! The subordinates only said that you are patrolling the nearby camp, and you will return immediately, and dare not say anything else!"

He Yuan was really ruthless, with half of his face hidden in the shadows, holding Song Qingchen's hand, neither hugging nor throwing it away at the moment.

Since it was an imperial decree, he didn't dare to delay it.After all, the emperor was suspicious and sensitive. He thought he was restless, and now he has his eyes on him.

After hesitating for a long time, he turned around with a guilty conscience, and when he was about to explain to Song Qingchen——

Just happened to meet Song Qingchen's gloating smile.

When Song Qingchen saw He Yuan again, it was at Pingnanhou's triumphant banquet.

When the lights were turned on, the whole hall was filled with the joy brought by the great victory. The turbid wine had been moved out of the four vats, and the pottery bowls were piled up one after another.They are all waiting for the arrival of the Governor of the Daliang Navy, Ping Nanhou.

He and He Yuan were two people, one determined the north and the other leveled the south.Together with Ping Xibo who was at the border, they formed the three main forces in the original book to assist He Yuan in usurping the throne.

Song Qingchen couldn't help but looked at He Yuan's seat, seeing that his sword eyebrows were stretched at this moment, and he was calm and relaxed.Like all the ministers, he was looking forward to Pingnanhou's arrival.It's just that in He Yuan's expectation, how much is true and how much is false, no one knows.

Regardless of the original, they are not grasshoppers on a rope these days.Therefore, Song Qingchen had to put a big question mark on how they viewed each other.

He Yuan was really sharp.In the blink of an eye, he noticed Song Qingchen's gaze.In the blink of an eye, he held the wine glass and paid a distant respect to Song Qingchen, his eyes were full of infinite romance.

He didn't come to press for what he didn't finish that day.Just like the two black panthers he raised, he was always unhurried, even hunting prey with one blow, calm and elegant.

He doesn't look like a traitor at all, but like a scheming cabinet minister.

Song Qingchen looked at his young and beautiful eyebrows and was in a daze for a moment.But he also picked up the golden cup in time and respected him from afar.

After the two ministers of Qing had arrived, the eldest brother of the emperor leisurely moved here.Yu Cheng followed beside, followed by a team of Jin Yiwei.

The emperor's elder brother still cherishes his life very much. On any important occasion, Yu Cheng, the loyal dog, must be present.It seems that sitting on the dragon chair may also get your butt pierced, which is not very safe.

After everyone shouted long live, a man who looked like a scout came in happily, kowtowed to the emperor, and reported that Ping Nanhou had arrived at the Meridian Gate.The Minister of the Ministry of War, the Minister of the Ministry of War, etc. got up directly, and asked to go to Danchi to meet him.

The emperor clapped the table excitedly and shouted "Okay!", and the hall became lively, everyone was discussing, cups and cups were intertwined.

"Admiral Ping Haiyou is... a man with a clever mind. Marquis Ping Nan has such a counselor that makes the navy invincible. God bless him!"

"It's just that I heard that this person's face is damaged. He always wears a mask and doesn't show his true face to others."

"Anyone who is sacred will take off his mask when he sees Long Live! So what about defeating the Japanese pirates, how can you 'take credit and be proud'?"

"Master Qin is right, hahahaha..."

Song Qingchen thought, is this the so-called "genius" in the book?How could he almost include his old acquaintance He Yuan?Song Qingchen couldn't help but wonder what kind of talent this is.

The sound of chaotic and sluggish footsteps approached, everyone held their breath excitedly, and all of them stretched their heads to look outside the hall.

The first person who came in was in his early forties, with short mustaches and leather helmets, majestic.

Presumably it was Pingnanhou himself.

However, what made people unable to take their eyes off was the man beside him.He was in his early thirties, tall and tall, wearing a green shirt that was spotless.Even though the mask covers the upper half of the face, it can still be seen from Junyi's jawline——

This is an extremely elegant and elegant character, and he should have a beautiful face.If his face is still intact.

There is only one emotion in Song Qingchen's mind: Whose Bai Yueguang is lost? !

No matter how hard that little mask could cover up the powerful breath of white moonlight! !

While recalling the plot of the original novel suspiciously, the two had already started bowing down to the emperor.However, the emperor did not respond for a long time, the smile on his face froze, and his eyes were fixed on the man in the blue shirt.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and a needle drop could be heard.

Song Qingchen secretly glanced at the hall, only to see that all the officials were stunned and silent.

There was only one person with the same astonishment as the emperor——

He Yuan.

[The author has something to say:

It's thick today! !

Everyone just guess who this is hahahaha