After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Mentioning this, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but slow down and frowned slightly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. The responsibility lies with me." Zhao Zhen said: "Ziqing...Because of some things, his temperament is sensitive and fragile. It was me that day, which made him uneasy."

"What did you do?" Zhao Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"I ignored his feelings." Zhao Zhen sighed.

"That..." Zhao Yan felt very uncomfortable: "You explain it to him carefully, brother Qing..."

"How do you explain it clearly?" Zhao Zhen shook his head: "I heard about him giving you advice in the carriage, so I left him and left, feeling confused and anxious. Later, when I was at your house, I didn't Gu Shang talked to him, and then he left."

"He must have thought you blamed him." Zhao Yan blamed himself, "It's all on me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this. So what's going on now? Brother Qing, did he forgive you?"

"Forgive me, but I know that he still hasn't let go." Zhao Zhen said worriedly: "Since then, although he has looked better, he has never stepped into the Palace of Qinzheng again."

Zhao Zhen stopped and closed his eyes with his hands behind his back.

"He didn't enter the palace either, and even sorted out all the dark thread networks he cultivated over the years for me."

Zhao Yan scratched his head: "Then this is a bit serious."

Then he patted his chest: "This matter is on me, I'll talk to Brother Qing!"

"You?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows.

"In this kind of thing, the person involved is easy to get into a dead end, and a third person is needed to wake up, otherwise the accumulation will get deeper and deeper, and they will never be able to get out."

Zhao Yan promised: "You just look at mine."

"Did An Qi care about you?" Zhao Zhen asked suddenly.

Zhao Yan immediately froze: "No, this guy is really angry."

Zhao Zhen patted Zhao Yan on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go."

"Why do I feel that you don't seem to be optimistic that I can persuade Brother Qing?" Zhao Yan squinted at Zhao Zhen.

The corner of Zhao Zhen's mouth curled up: "If you can enlighten Ziqing well, I'll help you get rid of the dark seven."

"Really?" Zhao Yan's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Zhao Zhen nodded.

After hearing this, Zhao Yan didn't delay for a moment, and went out of the palace to rush to Prince Ning's mansion immediately.

I wanted to take the opportunity to catch the dark seven, but in the end Mao didn't catch him. Now this kid is a master, and he is getting more and more slippery.

There was no other way, Zhao Yan had no choice but to go to see You Ziqing first.

"You..." You Ziqing was taken aback seeing Zhao Yan's bruised nose and swollen face: "Who beat you?"

"Who else could it be but elder brother?" Zhao Yan sat down and took a sip of tea, "He also said that Brother Qing couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, so he would beat me up for a day."

"Me?" You Ziqing wondered, "Am I alright?"

Zhao Yan leaned forward, looked into You Ziqing's eyes and said, "Brother told me all about the quarrel between you guys because of me, and he blamed himself for it."

Hearing this, You Ziqing was stunned, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "He just likes to think too much, hasn't he already explained everything clearly, what else can I make trouble for?"

"He said that you don't go to the Qinzheng Hall to look for him, and you don't enter the palace to accompany him, and now he is like an out-of-favor old man, staying alone in a vacant room." Zhao Yan sighed: "Lovesickness is sick, and people have lost a lot of weight. "

You Ziqing was taken aback by Zhao Yan's words, if he hadn't been tossed and tossed on the table in front of the mirror on the bed by that person last night, he would have believed it.

Yellow flowers yesterday?

Stay alone?

Whose yellow flower is so like a wolf and a tiger guarding the empty house alone?

"In the carriage that day, the eldest brother really shouldn't have left you like that and left you, and made you sad by ignoring you later, but he really didn't blame you."

Zhao Yan didn't notice You Ziqing's strange expression, and he was still trying to persuade him.

"For example, if it is changed, I mean if, if it was Brother You or Brother You who was poisoned at the time, it happened that the elder brother gave that sentence, and then he told you when you were the most shocked and confused. , how would you do it?"

You Ziqing was immediately stopped by the question, but after thinking about it carefully, he smiled.

Zhao Yan was terrified by his smile.

"I'm different from him." You Ziqing put away his smile, "Because we have different perceptions of each other."

"What's the difference in cognition?" Zhao Yan asked subconsciously.

"Because..." You Ziqing curled the corners of his lips, "I'm just a heinous villain with blood on my hands?"

"Hey!" Zhao Yan was so anxious that he almost knocked over the teacup: "You're overthinking it, it's not going to be true!"

"You don't understand." You Ziqing took a cup of tea to himself.

"It's over, it's over!" Zhao Yan was in a hurry: "Brother, his crotch is yellow mud, it's either shit or shit, and he can't wash it off even if he jumped into the Yellow River!"

You Ziqing was so confused by his metaphor that he gulped down a mouthful of tea.

"I don't understand what you said, but brother really doesn't think that way." Zhao Yan cupped his hands and begged, "Brother Qing, please go to the palace to see brother, he really really doesn't want you to be so restrained." Don't just give me a trick, you just pull on him..."

"Shut up!" You Ziqing stared at Zhao Yan speechlessly, then stood up and said, "I'll go!"

"As expected, Brother Qing, who still loses his temper, is kind and amiable!" Zhao Yan wiped off his sweat, not knowing whether he had completed the task or not.

It doesn't matter, as long as people are willing to enter the palace!

When You Ziqing entered the Hall of Qinzheng, Zhao Zhen frowned and beat his shoulders, his eyes signaled the servants in the palace to silence, and went around to knead him.

As soon as he got started, he was pulled into his arms by Zhao Zhen.

"Finally willing to enter the palace?" Zhao Zhen pinched You Ziqing's chin, and his deep eyes could not help but feel a little bit wronged.

You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhenxu for a moment, then sighed, "If you want me to come in, I'll come in."

"The third child is mad at you?" Zhao Zhen could hear the annoyance in You Ziqing's words, and even guessed the key point.

"Didn't you let him go to the palace to anger me?" You Ziqing cast a sideways glance at Zhao Zhen.

"Aren't I really out of luck?" Zhao Zhen kissed the corner of You Ziqing's mouth.

"Why is there nothing wrong?" You Ziqing sneered: "Who was the one who kept me from sleeping last night and kept me from turning upside down? In the end, I turned around and became like yesterday's yellow flower guarding the empty room alone?"

"I didn't say that." Zhao Zhen was also speechless: "Why is this youngest so outspoken?"

"What is this?" You Ziqing poked Zhao Zhen's waist with his hand: "He also said that your crotch can't be cleaned with yellow mud, let me see how much yellow mud has been dropped and what kind of paste is it? "

"Cough!" Zhao Zhen hurriedly grabbed You Ziqing's hand: "Well, I hope you come, not because of this, but because I feel uneasy because of you holding yourself back."

You Ziqing ignored Zhao Zhen, and said to the servants in the palace: "Go out."

When someone went out, he directly pushed Zhao Zhen down.

You Ziqing turned over and rode on Zhao Zhen's waist, looking down at him like that.

Zhao Zhen was taken aback because he looked nervous: "Zi, Ziqing..."