Crossing to girder

The large plaque hangs on the majestic palace, and the three gold-plated characters "Yongyang Palace" shine brightly under the sun, presumably this is the Prince's Palace.

Sure enough, Xiao Guizi turned around and said, "Young master, you've arrived, the crown prince is waiting inside."

Song Yi passed Xiao Guizi, crossed the high threshold of Yongyang Palace, and entered the main hall.

In the hall, a young man dressed in a black python pattern sleeve robe and a golden crown was sitting at the head and looking at him with a little hostility in his eyes.

He frowned, stepped forward and saluted, "Song Yi sees the prince."

Liang Yun got up, got down from his seat, walked in front of him, grabbed his chin with his hands, and forced his head to lift up.

Song Yi's frown deepened.

"Oh, I thought Song Yi, whom the queen mother praised every day, was so personable. Isn't he still a child?" After speaking, he let out a sneer and let go of his chin.

"I'm still a child, I'm so sorry." Before Liang Yunqi got up, he heard the voice of the person in front of him.

"I'm not afraid." Liang Yunqi stared at him.

He stood up, grabbed his back collar, and lifted Song Yi up like a chicken.

Song Yi didn't dare to struggle, and said angrily, "Put me down!"

"You should really let the empress look at your embarrassing appearance. You don't have the usual demeanor of the seven sons of Jian'an. I'm afraid it's not rumored by the outside world." Liang Yunqi laughed.

Song Yi calmed down, this prince is not normal.

In modern times, it is a violent kid, the more you pinch him, the more he will get angry, and you have to find out the reason for his anger.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, Liang Yunqi waved his right hand in front of his eyes. Seeing that he was still motionless and thinking about something, he shook his hand vigorously, and said angrily, "Speak quickly! I'll let you speak!"

There was a low sobbing sound in the main hall, and I saw tears on Song Yi's little bun's face, I felt pity for it.

Liang Yunqi couldn't bear it for some reason and put him on the ground.

Song Yi saw that he couldn't cry any more, and if he cried again, the little prince would become anxious again, and his crying became smaller and smaller, and gradually stopped.

Song Yi sneered in her heart, stretched out her arms, and said coquettishly, "Hug."

Judging from his figure alone, he is only the figure of a five-year-old child. Who would have known that he has a soul in his twenties.

Liang Yunqi's expression was like being struck by a thunderbolt, he looked at Song Yi who was on the ground, and stammered: "You...you let me hug you? Do you know..."

Seeing him gossiping, he coquettishly shouted on the ground: "Hug!"

Fuck, Song Yi wiped a sweat in his heart, he was ashamed.

Liang Yunqi hesitated for a moment, bent down and picked him up, and patted his back with his palm.

Liang Yunqi patted for a while, then stopped, and suddenly realized something, the Seven Sons of Jian'an, who are widely known in the world, are such ignorant children. He leaned against Song Yi's ear, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you kidding me?"

Song Yi's back froze, and she was seen through.

"Why did you lie to me?" Liang Yunqi gritted his teeth and pinched his neck.

"I... don't want you to be angry, why are you angry?" Song Yi said cautiously, almost frightened to death, his neck can't stand the master's pinch now.

Liang Yunqi let go of him, hugged him for a long time without speaking.

The next year was Song Yi's most tiring year. He found that this master couldn't laugh at all, and he had to act coquettishly and cute every time. He was really tired.

"Young master, the prince is still fine now, before..." Xiao Yuanzi whispered in his ear and told him about the murder of the prince.

Song Yi glanced at Liang Yunqi who was sleeping soundly on the bed. In modern times, he should still be a carefree child in elementary school.

"Go out, I'll watch over here." He said to Yuanzi.

"Eh~"

He stood by the bed and tucked the quilt for Liang Yunqi.

"Who?" Even though his movements were very light, Liang Yunqi was still awakened.

"It's me, Brother Yun."

Seeing that it was him, he relaxed again and asked, "Why is it you?"

"Brother Yun, you fell off the horse and were seriously injured."

When he said it, Liang Yunqi felt a faint pain in his leg, and he frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yi touched his forehead.Sigh, what a crime, you are still such a young child.

Liang Yunqi looked at him blankly.

"I'll go in and sleep with you..."

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"Brother Yun, Brother Yun..."

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