After I died, the sickly prince turned black

When You Ziqing returned to Prince Ning's Mansion, Zhao Zhen hadn't returned yet.

"Young Master..." Although You Ziqing's expression remained the same, Hu Chang was keenly aware that something was wrong, and when his voice turned, his words became much more cautious: "Your Highness, didn't you come back with Young Master?"

"Something happened, Your Highness needs to be busy." You Ziqing said flatly, "You don't need to follow me."

After that, he went back to the side hall without looking back.

As soon as he entered the side hall, he thought of the two days ago when the two had a quarrel and moved to the side hall.

You Ziqing stood at the door and sighed. Instead of going to the bathroom, she took her clothes and turned to go to the soup pool.

You Ziqing soaked in the soup pool for a long time before coming out, looking at the quiet Prince Ning's Mansion, he couldn't help curling his lips in self-deprecating manner.

"You Ziqing, You Ziqing, why did you forget?"

In his previous life, he helped Zhao Ji ascend to the throne, but in the end he ended up with nothing. Isn't it because he did too much and lost his sense of proportion, making people jealous?

I have always been cautious, but because of this comfortable life, I have reverted to my old ways, and the scars are really healed and the pain is forgotten.

Thinking of this, You Ziqing smiled lightly and shook his head, went back and fell asleep.

Zhao Zhen didn't return all night.

The first thing You Ziqing did when he woke up was to ask the third party about Zhao Yan's situation.

"The third prince is awake?" You Ziqing asked Hu Chang to wash her face while cleaning her face.

"Not yet." An San looked at You Ziqing's haggard face after a night's sleep, and said worriedly: "Young Master's complexion is so bad, but are you worried that the Third Prince didn't sleep well?"

You Ziqing didn't answer, but asked, "What did the imperial doctor say?"

"The imperial doctor said there is no problem, just wait for someone to wake up." An San said truthfully.

You Ziqing nodded upon hearing the words: "That's good."

After a while, before You Ziqing asked about Zhao Zhen, An San couldn't help but look at Hu Chang.

Hu Chang winked at An San, and said with his lips: "Your Highness and Your Highness quarreled?"

The dark three nodded and shook his head, then nodded again.

Hu Chang: "??"

So is this a fight or not?

Hu Chang gave Ansan an angry look.

"Cough!" After coughing, Hu Chang pretended to ask the third party: "Your Highness didn't come back yesterday, but you are too busy with government affairs, so you are staying in the palace?"

An San understood: "Your Highness stayed with the Third Prince yesterday and returned to the palace in the morning."

The two deliberately brought the topic to Zhao Zhen, waiting for You Ziqing to pick it up, but You Ziqing didn't mention a word, and went out after eating breakfast.

What he went to was not the palace, but the shops and restaurants under his name, and even talked about a business.

Talking and laughing with people all day long, but never mentioning everything in the palace.

An San was struggling with how to persuade him to make peace, when he saw You Ziqing propped his head up after drinking a glass of wine and said, "Call Jiu'er here."

Misan didn't know what he was going to do, so he went as soon as he got the order.

The restaurant where You Ziqing was located happened to be not far from Jiu'er's house, so they arrived very quickly, and they arrived within half a minute.

"Third young master, what are your orders for the younger one?"

Jiu'er saluted respectfully after entering the door, looked up at You Ziqing's haggard face and frowned.

"It's nothing." You Ziqing put down the jug: "Retract all the people who were arranged in the Li family and the third prince's mansion. In the future..."

When You Ziqing said this, he suddenly paused, frowned and did not continue, as if he was very entangled.

On the other hand, the third one was anxious to death, but he was alone at the moment, and he couldn't even get someone to vent his Highness.

"Third young master?" Jiu'er waited for a while without waiting for the next sentence, and asked, "What happens after you withdraw..."

"Forget it." You Ziqing hesitated for a long time but gave up the idea of ​​withdrawing: "Those people don't withdraw for the time being, but you should sort out the spies I have cultivated over the years and the relationship network in detail, and I will hand them over to Your Highness later."

Hearing this, Jiu'er became even more worried: "Third Young Master, but Your Highness..."

"It has nothing to do with His Highness." You Ziqing said: "It's my own idea. From now on, His Highness will take over these things, and you will leave it to the rest later. You can just take care of business matters with peace of mind."

Jiu'er hesitated to speak, but he also knew his young master's temperament, and it was useless for anyone to say what he had decided, so he agreed.

"The villain knows, I'll send it to Prince Ning's mansion when I finish sorting it out later." Jiu'er glanced at Ansan, but still couldn't help saying: "Young master, don't make things difficult for yourself. Look back."

As soon as Ansan heard this, the alarm bells rang.

What does nine mean?

Why does it sound like you are trying to persuade their sons, don't wrong yourself if you are unhappy, and hurry up and go home with their highness?

It is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage. Why is this person like this?

On the way back home, the set was suffocated.

After finally returning to the mansion, he quickly ventilated Hu Chang and asked him to send someone to the palace to inform his highness.

When Zhao Zhen hurried back to the mansion, You Ziqing was sitting in the yard playing chess with himself.

He was so focused that he didn't even know that Zhao Zhen was standing behind him, but he was hugged and stopped.

"Your Highness is back?" You Ziqing threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess cup, turned around and hugged Zhao Zhen's waist, and put his face on his chest: "Are you tired, I'll ask someone to prepare hot water, you Take a bath to relieve fatigue..."

"Why didn't you enter the palace?" Zhao Zhen interrupted.

You Ziqing smiled: "Today, I went to the shops under my name and talked about some business."

"Ziqing." Zhao Zhen let go of You Ziqing, sat down beside him, and carefully looked at You Ziqing's face: "But what happened to the third child yesterday..."

"I'm sorry about the third prince." You Ziqing stretched out his hand to straighten Zhao Zhen's clothes: "It's a good thing he's fine."

"I don't blame you for the matter of the third child." Zhao Zhen grabbed You Ziqing's wrist: "I was just too nervous about the third child at that time. I didn't know what to say, but I really didn't blame you."

"I know……"

"You don't know." Zhao Zhen said seriously: "If you know, you won't consciously avoid suspicion. Because of the matter of the third child, you are thinking wildly again, aren't you?"

You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhen, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhao Zhen sighed, and hugged him into his arms: "I didn't mean to ignore you yesterday. The life and death of the third child is uncertain, and my mind is too confused."

You Ziqing just hugged Zhao Zhen back and didn't speak.

"Whether it's you or the third child, it's all because of me in the final analysis, how can I blame you?"

Zhao Zhen kissed You Ziqing's temples: "I'm so confused, I don't know what to do...I'm sorry, I made you uneasy."

You Ziqing still didn't speak, but when Zhao Zhen covered his lips and kissed, he took the initiative to respond.

Giving up with a kiss, Zhao Zhen felt very distressed when he saw You Ziqing who hadn't seen him for a long time and looked very haggard.

"The third child is still awake, shall we go there together later?" Zhao Zhen asked, touching You Ziqing's face.

"Okay." You Ziqing reached out and hugged Zhao Zhen's neck tightly.

Zhao Zhen let You Ziqing hold him, stroking his back lightly.