After I died, the sickly prince turned black

On the way out of the palace, Zhao Yan changed from his usual talkative temperament, and he became more and more silent when he was silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhen and You Ziqing didn't say anything, they just walked outside the palace together.

After leaving the palace gate, seeing that Zhao Yan was still sullen and didn't intend to speak, Zhao Zhen patted him on the shoulder, turned around and pulled You Ziqing into the carriage.

However, as soon as the two of them sat down, Zhao Yan got in and sat across from them with an awkward expression.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows.

"Cengfan!" Zhao Yan was confident.

Zhao Zhen and You Ziqing looked at each other, shook their heads and ignored them.

"Brother..." Zhao Yan took a deep breath when he saw the two of them looking over, "Don't take what the fourth child said to you. Concubine Mother will not make her own decisions regardless of my wishes. I will investigate the matter of Concubine Yang..."

"Okay." Zhao Zhen interrupted Zhao Yan's obvious lack of confidence, and his eyebrows were light: "Your concubine is your concubine, and you are you. If you want that seat, it's okay to help you for my brother."

"Brother!" Thinking that Zhao Zhen said that on purpose, Zhao Yan's face changed drastically: "That seat should be yours, I never thought of competing with you, I..."

"Why are you panicking?" Zhao Zhen said helplessly, "I mean it, I didn't mean to test you."

Even though Zhao Zhen said so, Zhao Yan still looked anxious.

Zhao Zhen sighed: "I'm serious, you should think about it."

"Brother really didn't care too much because of what the fourth brother said?" Zhao Yan carefully looked at Zhao Zhen's face.

"No." Zhao Zhen said.

Zhao Yan's heart was relieved after worrying all the way, and his expression also relaxed, and he returned to his usual virtue.

"Don't think about it, it's enough for me to have Xiao Qiqi. Eldest brother will be the emperor in the future, just remember to give me Xiao Qiqi's marriage." Zhao Yan began to shake his folding fan flirtatiously again.

Xiaoqiqi?

Zhao Zhen and You Ziqing looked at each other, and both saw a chill in each other's eyes.

Zhao Zhen looked at Zhao Yan with a half-smile: "Is it really for dinner?"

"Cough!" Zhao Yan coughed pretendingly: "It's okay to have a couple of cups by the way."

"By the way, get drunk again, and stay overnight?" You Ziqing answered casually.

Zhao Yan had eyes that you understand well, seeing the two sneering and ignoring him, he immediately changed into a pitiful expression.

Zhao Zhen couldn't bear Zhao Yan's disgust, so he gave him an annoyed look.

"Hey!" Zhao Yan sighed, "I can't help it either. Ever since Bian Yu came back, Xiao Qi has ignored me. This guy has a good temper, but not a bad temper."

You Ziqing suddenly became interested: "What did you do to him?"

Zhao Yan blushed a little: "It's nothing, just...he suspected that I couldn't do it, and then I proved it. The time is a bit long."

Zhao Zhen: "..."

You Ziqing: "..."

Although they were speechless about Zhao Yan's thick skin, after such gags, the oppressive and awkward atmosphere just now was diluted a lot, and getting along with each other returned to the former ease.

After taking a look at Zhao Yan who had recovered to normal, Zhao Zhen pulled You Ziqing to his side: "Are you tired? Do you want to wait a while?"

"Ah."

You Ziqing was indeed tired. He was drunk last night and didn't have a good rest. Today, he ran around so much again. After relaxing, he was very tired, so he leaned on Zhao Zhen's shoulder and closed his eyes to rest.

However, after a short while, he fell into a deep sleep with long breaths, and did not wake up when he arrived at the palace.

Zhao Zhen didn't wake him up, and carried him directly out of the carriage.

When Zhao Yan saw this, he didn't have any ignorance to join in, and went to Dongyuan by himself without Zhao Zhen's orders.

When An Qi saw Zhao Yan, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but this man was uncharacteristically, didn't catch him, and walked past him without seeing him.

An San looked at Zhao Yan's back, also very strange: "Why didn't he catch you?"

"I don't know." An Qi was expressionless: "It's just right if you don't catch it, so you don't have to hide."

What I thought in my heart was that maybe that person had lost interest in me.

Sure enough, after he got it, he was nothing, and he was like a fool who actually believed that the other party would have sincerity.

It doesn't matter, since they're all men anyway and there's no loss, just treat it like being fucked by a dog!

Consoling himself in this way in his heart, An Qi felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and ignored his third, turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by his arm by his third.

"I see that the third prince's mood is not right, maybe something happened to him?" An San said.

An Qi paused, then turned to look at An San: "Is something wrong?"

"En." An San nodded: "I heard that the emperor is awake, and they just came out of the palace again, could it be..."

"An Jiu is following today." An Qi thought for a while: "I'll ask him."

An Qi went to An Jiu to inquire about the situation, and knew that it was the Fourth Prince's provocation that almost caused a rift between Zhao Yan and his master, so he frowned fiercely, hesitated a little, and went to Dongyuan.

In the past, I saw Zhao Yan drinking alone in front of the window, I don't know how much I drank, and I didn't even notice him when he entered the door.

An Qi pursed her lips, went straight to Zhao Yan and sat down.

Even so, Zhao Yan still didn't see him, and kept drinking by himself.

"His Royal Highness is not the kind of person who can provoke people easily. Since he said he doesn't care, the third prince doesn't need to take it to heart." An Qi is not good at persuading people, so he choked out such a sentence after holding back for a long time.

Zhao Yan stopped drinking, squinted his drunken eyes and looked at An Qi: "It's... Xiao Qiqi? Are you finally willing to talk to me?"

Before An Qi could speak, Zhao Yan got up and staggered to his side, pulled him up and hugged him in his arms, and immediately wept.

"Xiao Qi, I feel so bad, kiss me." Seeing An Qi blushing and not moving, Zhao Yan directly hugged him to the window: "Good Xiao Qi, kiss me."

Seeing that he was so sad that he was about to cry, An Qi's heart trembled, and he put his hand around his neck with a full face, and took the initiative to kiss his face.

Just as he was about to shrink back, Zhao Yan grabbed the back of his head, covered his lips and kissed him fiercely.

The smell of alcohol filled his teeth, causing An Qi to frown, but Zhao Yan pinched his chin and gave him a sip of wine.

"We're both drunk, two drunks, don't dislike each other." After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he picked up An Qi and moved him to the bed.

When he was eaten and wiped clean, An Qi was still struggling with a problem, so he took a sip of wine, how could he become a drunk?

But soon, he didn't have time to worry about this...

……

You Ziqing was awakened by a nightmare.

It's been a long time since You Ziqing had a dream about her previous life since the two of them opened up their hearts together.

I don't know why he suddenly dreamed about the beheading of the Wei family in his previous life, which made him feel palpitations and panic for no reason.

Sitting on the bed and panting for a while, You Ziqing came back to his senses, pressed his chest, got out of bed and poured half a pot of water to suppress the shock.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sitting down while leaning on the edge of the table, You Ziqing murmured: "It's all happened in the previous life. In this life, the Wei family will be fine. No, nothing will happen."