After I died, the sickly prince turned black

When Zhao Zhen rushed to the bedroom, he didn't see You Ziqing's person.

"Where's Ziqing?" Zhao Zhen frowned, then turned to ask Hu Chang.

"Young master seems to have something on his mind. He said he wants to walk alone without letting the servants follow." Hu Chang replied cautiously, and pointed in the direction of Xiyuan: "I didn't say where I was going, so I went there."

Without saying a word, Zhao Zhen turned around and walked towards Xiyuan.

Xiyuan is not small, but Zhao Zhen didn't look for it anywhere, he just looked for the bamboo forest.

Sure enough, You Ziqing was over there, carrying a jug of wine from somewhere, sitting on the soft couch and drinking, with one hand holding his head and the other holding the jug, crooked and out of shape.

Zhao Zhen stood outside and watched for a while before walking over.

"Why did you come here to drink all of a sudden?" Zhao Zhen asked, sitting next to You Ziqing.

You Ziqing didn't speak, but turned around, squeezed his mouth open, and took a sip of wine for him with the jug.

Zhao Zhen took the man into his arms, didn't swallow the wine, but covered You Ziqing's lips, and let him pass.

You Ziqing swallowed meekly, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.

Giving up with a kiss, she lay in Zhao Zhen's arms quietly without saying a word.

"Is it because of Abbot Huishan's words that I had that dream?" Zhao Zhen asked while hugging him.

You Ziqing still lay in his arms and did not speak.

"Ziqing." Zhao Zhen said helplessly, "Speak."

"Yeah." You Ziqing took a while to speak out: "I didn't take it to heart at first, but after having that dream, I felt a little restless."

"You, it's only because you've been haunted again." Zhao Zhen picked him up, turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest: "Zhao Ji is dead, and the Wei family is fine, so what else can happen?"

"Your Highness, can I really make amends?" You Ziqing asked listlessly after a long time.

"Haven't you been doing it all the time?" Zhao Zhen smiled: "Let's work together to overturn the case in the future and help the Wei family and the queen mother get their grievances cleared. Even if we can't pay off, at least we can make up for part of the merit."

You Ziqing thought for a while, and finally recovered his expression: "Yeah!"

After recovering, You Ziqing looked around, and suddenly his eyes flashed with interest, and he moved to Zhao Zhen's ear.

"It's been a long time since I've done it here, so stay here."

Zhao Zhen paused, looked deeply at You Ziqing, who was full of invitations, and finally reason prevailed.

"I haven't prepared anything today, another day." Afraid that You Ziqing would lose his temper and be unhappy, he explained: "After I send you back, I have to enter the palace."

"Entering the palace?" You Ziqing was puzzled, "Why did you enter the palace again?"

"Father is like this now, you need to go to the palace more often." Zhao Zhen said nonsense without changing his expression.

But this palace entered too frequently.

You Ziqing's eyes flickered, and she leaned on Zhao Zhen's shoulder: "Okay then."

Zhao Zhen looked at You Ziqing's expression and said with a smile, "Think about it?"

"I miss the days when Your Highness was shameless all day long." You Ziqing sighed pretendingly: "It's really yesterday. People are not old enough to lose their charm."

"You don't want your waist anymore?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows.

"I don't want to." You Ziqing slanted a pair of peach blossom eyes, and smiled charmingly: "Send it to Your Highness."

Zhao Zhen nodded: "Okay, I've made a note, from now on, your waist is mine, and you are not allowed to beg for mercy when you look back."

You Ziqing was confident: "Aren't you going to enter the palace?"

"I can take care of you when I come back!" Zhao Zhen said.

You Ziqing: "..."

"Stop messing around?" Zhao Zhen couldn't help laughing when he finally became honest when he saw people with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Who knows that You Ziqing is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"Qingqing is willing to bow down for Brother Zhen—"

Zhao Zhen: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that this matter is really important, I really want to put aside the matter of meeting Abbot Huishan and clean up this goblin!

Zhao Zhen almost gritted his teeth and hugged him back, put him on the bed to vent his anger and scratched his itch, laughing so hard that You Ziqing rolled all over the bed and hugged the quilt begging for mercy, then he gave up and left.

However, as soon as Zhao Zhen left, You Ziqing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on his shoes and followed up.

As he expected, Zhao Zhen didn't enter the palace at all, but went to the study.

Sure enough, there was something to hide, and he found such a clumsy excuse to enter the palace.

What is it that makes Zhao Zhen prefer to lie and hide it?

You Ziqing was curious, but did not approach, but hid far away at the corner of the corridor.

But this hiding is midnight.

Now the weather has begun to turn towards summer, and there are many mosquitoes at night. You Ziqing fanned his sleeves to drive away the mosquitoes, but he was still very annoyed by the buzzing sound.

Just when he was about to give up, Ansan led Abbot Huishan to the door of the study from the other side.

An San knocked on the door: "Your Highness, Abbot Huishan has arrived."

"Come in." Zhao Zhen's voice came from inside.

Abbot Huishan?

What did Zhao Zhen ask him to do?

Also deliberately concealed it.

You Ziqing noticed that Abbot Huishan had a bundle on his shoulders, and he looked like he was about to go out.

Zhao Zhen anxiously called Abbot Huishan, who was about to travel far away...

It seems that he was not the only one affected by those words.

You Ziqing sighed, and waited for An San to leave, then came out from the corner, and quietly hid outside the study door, eavesdropping on the conversation inside.

……

in the study...

"Amitabha, the poor monk has met His Highness King Ning."

Abbot Huishan calmly performed the Buddha's gatha ceremony with Zhao Zhen behind the desk, as if everything was as expected.

"The abbot seems to have known for a long time that the king will invite you here?" Zhao Zhen looked at the abbot Huishan, raised his hand, and signaled him to take a seat.

"Amitabha." Abbot Huishan saluted again, and then sat down: "During the day at the Huxin Pavilion, His Royal Highness King Ning was hesitant to speak, presumably it was because of the presence of the princess, so he held back. The monk knew that there would be such a line, so he kept waiting."

Zhao Zhen was silent for a moment: "What the abbot said really made this king feel uneasy, so I ask the abbot to speak out to solve the confusion."

"Your Highness, do you still remember what the poor monk said when you went to Qing'an Temple to light the ever-burning lanterns on the Queen's day?" Abbot Huishan asked instead.

Zhao Zhen was taken aback by the question, and then he paused before saying, "Love is inevitable... But since it's my king's calamity, what does it have to do with Ziqing?"

"Because he is a calamity with you, and you are also a calamity with him. The two calamities are incompatible, and life or death has its own fate." Abbot Huishan looked at Zhao Zhen's ugly face and continued: "He has sinned deeply. , should have suffered from the karmic fire of the red lotus, but was born in response to your obsession."

Zhao Zhen was surprised: "The abbot means that Ziqing will... come back because of this king?"

Abbot Huishan did not respond, but said to himself: "Reincarnation of cause and effect, you died because of him in the previous life, and he is destined to die for you in this life. This is God's will and destiny."

"So..." Zhao Zhen's body was shocked, and his face was instantly pale as paper: "He, he will really..."