After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

Everything is quiet, only the howling wind blows through the casement, making a light creaking sound.

But it didn't hurt Qin Ye's mocking and joking question.

A crack finally appeared on Xie Heng's usually calm face.

He looked at Qin Ye, who was so disheveled and so close that he was almost face to face, pointed at the person opposite and said angrily, "Who is not self-respecting?"

The four eyes met, Xie Heng's eyes were bright and clear, without the slightest hint of sex, full of doubts and shame of being accused for no reason.

Stared at by those pitch-black pupils, Qin Ye felt a little sober in his heart, and realized his embarrassment almost belatedly.

Shicai was in a hurry to get rid of the effect, and his heart became more and more anxious. He took off his robe in a hurry, and was afraid that someone would come in and see his appearance and misunderstand something, so he extinguished most of the candles in the hall, and he didn't care. What kind of scene in the palace is arousing reverie.

Qin Ye's face flushed, he couldn't see it due to the dim light in the hall, and said to Xie Heng in a vicious voice, "Turn around."

……

Xie Heng looked at the man wearing a perfect inner coat in surprise, opened his mouth, and wanted to tease a few words, but felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat charming and weird, so he held back his words and turned around as he said. .

This man was born in the military and is used to fighting on the battlefield, so why is he so conservative in private?

Qin Ye regretted it almost as soon as he said it.

Although he was born in a family, he was also a noble and noble son when he was young, but in fact, the Marquis of Wuning had strict rules and strict teaching, and he really mixed in the army and rose step by step from the bottom of the ranks.

Under the conditions in the army, it is common for soldiers to bathe in a big pot, and it is common to see each other frankly and play with water in full view, let alone just put on a coat after wearing an inner coat?

But for some reason, he wanted to always be decent in front of Xie Heng.

Although, no matter how embarrassing he looked, this person has been seen before.

Xie Heng waited obediently for the rustling sounds around him to end, and then he turned around with his eyes half covered in a gentlemanly manner, and saw Qin Ye barely regained his well-dressed appearance, but there was still a slight smirk on his face. Light red, and quite ungentlemanly, he lifted the incense burner on the table, and put it in front of his eyes with a 'threat'.

Xie Heng looked at the wet remains of spices that had been poured with tea in the furnace, and blinked, feeling a little confused.

The crown prince is so elegant and good at seasoning the fragrance. The spices he is used to around him are not worth ten thousand gold.

Qin Ye's cold voice came from the side: "The long-lost Lingxiang Soul in Jianghu is said to be hard to find in the world. If it is mixed with any poison, it can make it colorless, odorless and difficult to detect. "

The voice paused, with an indescribable sense of condemnation: "If you mix it with an aphrodisiac, it will have the same effect, but this thing is rare, and ordinary people in the world will never do this..."

"Extravagant fee."

The last two words were particularly emphatic and disgusting, Xie Heng frowned and listened to his words, he also smelled a faint fragrance, after a wave of mind, he decisively pushed away the incense burner in his hand, holding his breath. Convincingly said: "Do you think I gave you the medicine? What else is mixed with Lingxiang Soul, which is worth a tael of gold?"

Under the shock of the mind, what he claimed was gone.

Qin Ye didn't speak, just looked at him coolly.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

Xie Heng: "..."

He blinked, stood up suddenly, and retorted: "This is definitely not done alone!"

Qin Ye looked at the innocent look of the Prince's Highness, and said slowly, "It was His Highness who leaked the news that I came here, and it was His Highness who made people shun everyone in the palace. The rest of the world, even His Majesty, may not be able to do so in the East Palace." commanded by the arm."

The crown prince passed him on, and the crown prince dismissed everyone, but it was someone else who tampered with the fragrance?How many people in the world have such means?

Xie Heng choked for a moment, pointing at the incense burner and said in a flash of thought, "It's not that I don't know you, a character who can't put down a bowl of heavy tranquilizing incense, and who can wake up once in the middle of the night!"

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the prince suddenly brought up this issue, so he heard the man hastily continued: "If you do it alone, the dose of the thing used must be doubled, and when I play chess with you this evening, let The tea on the table is filled with chronic and Lingxiangpo Ruanjinsan!"

"Gu will also ask Mr. Guo to weigh the dosage. He will definitely make you lie down and you can't sit. If you want you to sit, you won't stand!"

Qin Ye:? ? ?

Thinking about it carefully, maybe there is a little truth to it.

But what does it mean that the dosage must be doubled, and chronic Ruanjin powder must be added?

Have you thought about a plan, but have you been attacked before you have time to do it?

Qin Ye took a deep breath. Although he believed it somewhat, he felt that the anger in his heart hadn't diminished in the slightest, and instead became more intense.

He didn't show the slightest bit on his face, he just said leisurely: "Since that's the case, why did His Highness summon the ministers here late at night?"

Xie Heng looked at Qin Ye angrily. There was a rare ironic smile on this man's normally serious and indifferent face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was sure that he couldn't give a valid reason.

Xie Heng snorted coldly, took out the sealed letter from his sleeve, and threw it out.

The secret letter drew a beautiful arc in the air with the sound of breaking through the air. Qin Ye firmly copied it in his hand and glanced at it casually.

The familiar frontier paper and seal seal, the red bird of prey emblem that has been seen countless times...

In just that moment, all the playfulness on Qin Ye's face disappeared, his back subconsciously straightened, and an imperceptible solemnity flashed in his deep eyes.

After reading the contents of the letter at a glance, Qin Ye spent quite a long time checking the letter itself.

Rubbing the surface texture of the letter paper and the envelope with his fingertips, and carefully looking at the emblem on the upper left corner of the envelope, Qin Ye raised his head and glanced at Xie Heng who was trying to make tea for himself, and said softly: "This letter is genuine. of."

Xie Heng looked at the steaming tea soup in the cup, and replied, "Gu also thinks so."

"Two groups of people came into the palace today, one group was assassins who were instigated by someone, and the other group was the people from the Southern Zhou Dynasty who carried this letter, and they all went towards Father."

He looked at Qin Ye's gloomy expression from just now, and said tentatively, "Master Ding thinks that Nan Zhou is trying to separate things, or has he got some other idea?"

Qin Ye has been distracted since he took the secret letter, and did not continue to use his internal strength to suppress the poison in his body. Hearing Xie Heng's clear voice like a clear spring, and looking at the tall and stretched figure of this man under the dim light, he felt There was a burst of heat at the tip of the ear.

Although the dose of this medicine is not heavy, it is really difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, most of the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the vision was very dim. Qin Ye thought bitterly that the prince should not be able to see his expected red ears.

Qin Ye was silent for a long time, until Xie Heng tilted his head to look at him with some doubts, he shook his head in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter whether you want to divorce or do something else..."

He spoke very slowly, as if he was distracted to do other things: "The important thing is that I have been away from Southern Border for a long time, and there have been many personnel changes in the Southern Border Army recently... Since this letter has been sent to Tangjing is here, and the situation in southern Xinjiang is probably ten times worse."

"The court has been investigating the collusion of local officials with the nobles of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. The King of Lushan County was imprisoned because of this. I'm afraid it will not be an isolated case from now on."

Xie Heng understood what Qin Ye meant.

Qin Ye has been in southern Xinjiang for ten years, expanding the territory and defending against the enemy. He is the nightmare of the generals of the Southern Zhou Dynasty and the magic needle of the Qi Dynasty's frontier.

Emperor Hui insisted on recruiting people to be raised in Beijing, and replaced nearly [-]% of the prominent positions in the southern border army. How could the Southern Zhou court not be tempted if he dug his own grave like this?

Regardless of the meaning of this letter, even they in Tangjing had seen it, and the southern border would have been sieved by the gold and silver offensive of the Southern Zhou royal family.

Xie Heng's heart was turning back and forth, looking at Qin Ye's moist eyes for some reason under the flickering candlelight, with a solemn expression.

"Southern Xinjiang can't go on like this, absolutely not."

-

The dark room that has not been opened for a long time is full of stale smoke and dust, and the turbid air is mixed with an unpleasant smell of blood, making this sealed place even more eerie and ghostly.

Xie Zhiyao covered his mouth and nose and coughed a few times, and couldn't help complaining: "What the hell is this place, it's still being tortured, don't let the person not be interrogated, first torture yourself to death."

The guard next to him looked no better than Xie Zhiyao, shook his head and said: "Don't dislike it, this place is because the palace was rebuilt from the former royal family's hunting garden, and the remodeling was handled by Ningguo. Mr. Gu brought the drawings with him when he went out, otherwise where would he go to find such a place?"

There were several harsh whipping sounds in the distance, Xie Zhiyao frowned and pointed to a small door within a few steps, and said, "Is this one still holding on?"

The person locked in this small door is the leader of this group of people. He is extremely bad-tempered and has a lot of gold and jade ornaments on his body for things like lurking in the palace. It's even more.

The guard curled his lips and said: "This man recognized us as the guards, and he bit him to death before spitting out until he saw His Highness the Crown Prince. Mr. Gu is going to report to the Crown Prince."

He smiled again, pointed to the top of his head and said: "Nowadays it's so lively up there, your majesty might send someone to ask questions, how could your majesty come down to see him, it's just an idea—"

Halfway through a sentence, there was a soft knock on the door, and a familiar figure walked in.

Xie Zhiyao looked at it with vigilance at first, but after seeing it clearly, he froze for a moment.

Gu Mingzhao did not know where to find a cloak with auspicious dragon and cloud patterns on his body. He wore a gold crown on his head and a jade belt around his waist. With a wealthy and threatening Tianjia demeanor.

It's quite different from his usual look of being arrogant and his eyes are higher than the top.

Xie Zhiyao twitched the corners of his mouth, greeted him, raised his brows and said, "Master Gu, you..."

Xie Zhiyao already knew it in his mind, but he still couldn't help asking a question. Sure enough, Gu Mingzhao himself was very uncomfortable wearing this outfit, so when he saw him speak, he explained: "Your Highness is with Duke Ding, send me down for a visit. trip."

Xie Zhiyao nodded, stepped aside, followed Gu Mingzhao into the small door.

Behind the small door is a closed and cramped small room, which has been temporarily decorated to look like a torture hall.

A person was firmly tied to an armchair that was found from some old palace, and there was only a long and narrow table between the other vacant chair. A few long whips were hung in a mess, and they were all the objects in the house.

As if hearing the sound of the door, the leader of the Nanzhou people, whose hands were tied behind the back of the chair, raised his head, revealing a young and unruly face.

The wounds on this man's body were sloppily bandaged, and the dark color was soaked through the white cloth that came from nowhere. With injuries on his body and being tied up for a long time, the color of his lips was a little pale, and his expression looked yellow under the candlelight. Sluggish, but still stubborn and arrogant in front of his brows, showing no sign of weakness.

Gu Mingzhao only glanced at him lightly, then recalled His Royal Highness's usual dignified and dignified appearance, sat down on the empty grand teacher's chair, and raised his chin lightly.

Xie Zhiyao, who was hidden in the dim light and stood respectfully, rolled his eyes vaguely, and said dutifully: "Didn't you say that you would only confess after seeing His Highness the Crown Prince? Now His Highness is in person, so you can say it."

The leader of the Southern Zhou Dynasty raised his eyes a little arrogantly, looked at Gu Mingzhao from top to bottom, paused for a second at the dragon and auspicious cloud pattern on his cloak, and opened his mouth with some doubts.

"When I was in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, I heard that the prince of the Qi Dynasty was so handsome and beautiful that he looked like a heavenly man. Seeing him now, it can be seen that the rumors are not true."

What he said was straightforward, and Gu Mingzhao's unpredictable face almost tensed up.

Xie Zhiyao's feet swayed slightly, and he almost laughed out loud, so he could only desperately suppress the corners of his upturned mouth, and the tone of his warning words rose uncontrollably: "Presumptuous! Your Highness, you can't put your beak on it!"

The leader of the Southern Zhou people sized up Gu Mingzhao again, and seeing that the man in front of him had a calm demeanor, although his face was a little gloomy because of his words, he could barely be called handsome, and he couldn't help but believe it.

People in the Qi Dynasty are like this, only three or four points can be praised as ten points, and the crown prince has a high status, so it is common sense to praise more.

……

The oil lamp on the desk was quietly burning, accompanied by the young man's unfamiliar Qi Dynasty mandarin with a strong accent, flowing quietly in the dark room.

Gu Mingzhao frowned and listened for a long time.

"You mean, this secret letter was indeed written by Nan Zhou Xinjun, and it was indeed to win over my Duke Chaoding, but..." Gu Mingzhao looked at the human being in front of him and said, "The person he sent to deliver the letter is you. ,disagree?"

"You think that this move is tantamount to luring wolves into the house to drive tigers to devour them, so it's better to present this letter to...Father, and at the same time, you can put Qin Ye, your old enemy in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, at a disadvantage. "

The leader of the Southern Zhou people nodded happily, and he didn't know if he was mentioned as proud, but this man became a little bit elated: "That's right."

Gu Mingzhao was noncommittal to this confession, which was a bit nonsense at the first hearing, but also made sense after careful consideration. He just raised his eyes lightly and said, "We've been chatting for a long time, but haven't asked for your name?"

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said politely for the first time: "Your Highness Lao, my name is Zhou Su."

At the end of the conversation, Gu Mingzhao came out of the small room, hurriedly took off the cloak on his body, as if he would burn his back if he wore it for a while longer, Xie Zhiyao looked indifferently at the guards standing outside the door who were busy taking off the golden crown and jade belt for him , A sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Gu Mingzhao glanced at him coldly, and said in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Xie Zhiyao was completely unafraid, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, he bowed and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of a slang term." - Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince, isn't it very suitable for Commander Gu?

Almost worn out.

Gu Mingzhao had nothing to do with himself, a subordinate who had made trouble from the very beginning but was valued by the prince. He just snorted coldly and walked away while talking.

"If I were you, I would interrogate the remaining few people overnight to confirm the authenticity of his remarks, and then write a report about Nan Zhou Xinjun's younger brother, Nan Zhou Wang Ye Zhou Su, who was mixed into the palace. After all——His Royal Highness Accompany Duke Ding, I don't have time to see you tonight."

-

The palace, Yan Ran Xiaozhu.

This place where Emperor Huidi's golden house hides its beauty, has changed from the low-key and reserved place in the past, and under the bright lights, it actually shows a bit of chilling silence.

In the room, Emperor Hui sat in the main seat with a livid face, his face was a little weak, surrounded by several imperial doctors who were sweating on their foreheads, and the surrounding area was filled with the scent of plasters with the fragrance of grass and trees.

Only three steps away from the main seat, a princess of a foreign race who was dressed in messy clothes and barely covered her body with a robe knelt down and sobbed. The guards who suddenly appeared beside them, whose origins were unknown, felt a slight sinking heart.

In the distance, on the open space under the steps outside the house, several corpses were lying here and there, all of them were dressed in black and masked so that their faces could not be seen.

Only the one at the front, which was not masked and had a smile on its mouth, with a dagger stuck in its chest, looked like it had committed suicide.

A moment ago, this person was surrounded by several elite officials in front of the palace. After the trapped beasts fought and killed one person, they stopped struggling and laughed wildly in the direction of Emperor Hui: "It's my fate, I'm so ashamed!"

Then, the dagger that seemed to be about to counterattack before death turned backhand, and resolutely pierced his heart.

This man died a heroic death, but to Song Qian, the death of such an assassin would not move him at all.

On the contrary, it's big trouble.

Just like now, the emperor with a bad face on the seat sent everyone away first, and then listened to the reports of the unidentified guards in Song Qian's eyes.

The guard said in a very low voice: "Your Majesty, it seems... from the former prince's mansion. In the past, the elite of the Eastern Palace went to the southern border nine times out of ten. This leader left a portrait in the Xuanwei secret files. The subordinates look familiar."

Emperor Hui blinked his slightly cloudy eyes, clenched his palms tightly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

When the former crown prince passed away, he liquidated a group of people around him for protecting the crown prince. These years, he intentionally or unintentionally treated them coldly. Those old relatives in the former crown prince's mansion even fell down and scattered. up.

Now those who are gaining power in the palace, the Crown Prince and the King of Jin all have very different positions from the former Crown Prince. If the former Crown Prince really wanted to assassinate them, he would find them only if he went crazy.

Could it be that the former secretary of the palace really neglected his supervision?

Emperor Hui thought for a while, then cast his unpredictable eyes on Song Qian, and asked, "Song Qing thinks, who ordered these assassins?"

This question is simply inexplicable.

Song Qian's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't feel that the emperor was doubting himself.After all, these assassins really have nothing to do with him, and the emperor's trust in him has grown day by day over the years.

He was just thinking, who is the emperor suspecting?

Thinking about Song Qian's usual way of thinking, people in the world always want to make a profit. If others assassinate the emperor, even if they succeed, what good is there?

Only the emperor's two grown and healthy princes could benefit from this incident.

If the crown prince takes action, he can legitimately inherit the throne;

King Jin's action, if it is done properly, it is not impossible to push the matter on the prince, detain the prince as a rebellious regicide, and take advantage of the situation.

Naturally, such doubts cannot be raised by him, which is inappropriate.

Song Qian thought for a moment, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The martial arts skills of these assassins, clothing and weapons do not show their origins. According to Chen, because there are still assassins in the defense palace, the palace should be sealed off immediately. , the remaining people in Dasuo can protect His Majesty comprehensively, and secondly, if the people behind the scenes are still in the palace, there may be one or two clues."

Emperor Hui took a deep look at him, nodded and said: "Forget it, just go."

His tone was light without any trace of anger, as if the person who was panicked and livid a moment ago had never appeared before.

Song Qian bowed in response, waited for a while, and then raised his eyes slightly to look.

Emperor Hui glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "What?"

Song Qian hesitated in his heart, but all the recent incidents flashed through his mind unexpectedly, and finally became cruel, and lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, my ministers are soft-spoken. Although it is ordered to search for assassins, it is dark now. If there is no Special decree, there are some places... I'm afraid I won't be able to enter."

In the face of such a big relationship, Song Qian was a little impatient, and he didn't pay much attention to his words.

As the commander in front of the palace, he can't have too much friendship with the prince and the king of Jin, and he is often sent out by Emperor Hui to do some offending errands, so his relationship with the prince and the king of Jin is in dire straits.

Seeing that Emperor Hui was getting older, although Song Qian was proud of being a dignitary, he was in a panic like something.

No matter who is in charge of these two, can he get good?

Needless to say, the king of Jin is cruel, merciless and irritable by nature. Although the prince is rumored to be a modest and gentle man, how can he actually be a soft-hearted master?Whoever ascends the throne, it would be nice if he could leave a whole body.

Now he is in charge of guarding Emperor Hui's palace, but let an assassin get under the emperor's nose. Such a huge dereliction of duty, dismissal and ransacking of the house is just a thought away by Emperor Hui.

But what if... the crown prince or King Jin did this?

The emperor was suspicious and sensitive, and was plotted and murdered by his parents and children. With lingering fears in his heart, he would not care too much about his confidantes, and the prince was always more convenient to do things than others.

Song Qian is now praying with all his heart. The assassin was suddenly thrown out by the prince or King Jin who lost his mind, so that he could lead someone to search it out and solve the predicament in front of him.

Emperor Hui did not buy it.

The gray-bearded emperor looked calm. He was sitting on the main seat. It seemed that the disappearance of swords and swords and the presence of blood from corpses made him regain his dignity as the emperor of the dynasty and the king of Wancheng. Hearing this, he just smiled lightly.

"There are some places you can't get in, which places?" He asked, "It's late at night, you want to go and make a fuss between Heng'er and Ke'er?"

Song Qian's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat dripped down his back.

The emperor is not a loving father. At this juncture, such an intimate address is already an attitude.

He didn't doubt the crown prince and King Jin at all.

He even had a basic conclusion about this sudden assassination.

Before he could think about it, the emperor had already looked at him and sighed deeply: "Forget it, you don't need to start this matter, you have to take care of it these few days, so there is no need to do anything else, let Zhang He do it. "

"You tell him not to make too much publicity. It's inappropriate to make a fuss in the palace. Just search the houses of Shi Jinghou, Sun Lili of the Ministry of Justice, and Uncle Min Ning, and then check around the palace."

Song Qian's mind exploded with a 'boom'.

He couldn't believe that he just mentioned the names of Prince and King Jin in such a subtle way, and the emperor left him idle with an understatement.

Keep it up, and let the deputy commander make □□he go on errands?

If it's done well, can he come back?

-

Ren Mingdian.

After Xie Heng talked with Qin Ye for a while about the recent situation in southern Xinjiang, he keenly noticed something was wrong.

Although this person was not wearing an outer robe but an inner garment originally, and looked looser and more casual, but his breathing was even and long, and under the moonlight, he did not see the slightest bit of embarrassment.

But after a while, Qin Ye seemed to be unable to hold back anymore.

His breathing was rapid and his chest heaved. Although he extinguished a few candles in the hall with his fingers, Xie Heng, who had excellent eyesight, could still vaguely see the man's red ears and eyes with watery eyes.

I don't know who gave this medicine... It looks like it doesn't have much strength, but it actually has a long aftertaste.

Xie Heng looked at Qin Ye's face, and asked with some embarrassment: "If not... I will ask someone to invite an imperial doctor? He is used to it, and he has a strict mouth, so he will not leak it."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as the words came out, Xie Heng felt that Qin Ye's ears turned redder.

The man's voice was hoarse and deep, panting: "No need, this is a private meeting at night, if you spread the news about the imperial doctor, there will be a lot of noise, and there may not be a solution."

Leaked private meetings at night, talking like they really had an affair.

The night wind was blowing, and Xie Heng stood in the hall, feeling a little at a loss.

He is a man of success, when he first transmigrated, he could beg for nothing with a marriage letter, and now he can use an assassination with no chance of winning to plot against Emperor Hui of Song Dynasty.

But in Xie Heng's dictionary, there is really no way to deal with a respected person.

Xie Heng pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, his eyes drifted away, he stepped forward two steps to say something, but seemed afraid that the person in front of him would misunderstand, so he took another two steps back in a proper manner, opened his mouth slightly, and closed it again.

The brilliance of the moon shines through the window sill and falls on his handsome and troubled cheeks, as if covered with a halo of moonlight, which is so beautiful that it makes people heart-wrenching.

Sitting on the floor, Qin Ye, who had been holding open his eyes to look at Xie Heng, forced himself to look away, closed his eyes, and continued to adjust his breath silently.

He finally came to a conclusion with absolute certainty that the crown prince was not the one who gave him the medicine.

Although this person acted recklessly, he had a lot of etiquette and integrity in his bones. Looking at his expression of restraint and hesitation in wanting to help, one could tell that this person was a well-bred gentleman since childhood.

Maybe there is no lack of scheming, but if you force him to do something for the person he loves most, it is really too difficult.

That's right, those who love heavy.

As soon as the mist covered in front of his eyes cleared, Qin Ye belatedly realized how trustworthy and caring Xie Heng's behavior was today.

People from Nanjiang sneaked into the palace to send a secret letter intended to win him over to Emperor Hui, but it was intercepted by the prince's people. The prince immediately sent someone to pass it on to him without much hesitation.

This already means that the crown prince trusts him unconditionally before the unclear information is true or false.At least, the prince believed that he would not really be seduced by a letter to go to the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Even the prince didn't think about telling Emperor Hui truthfully.

Between Zhongjun Zhongfu and him, the prince chose him.

The unreasonable guesses and doubts from earlier were all gone, and a touch of joy suddenly surged in Yuzi's hot and disturbed heart due to the effect of the medicine. The sweetness made people feel light and light, as wonderful and comfortable as in the clouds.

The corners of Qin Ye's mouth were slightly raised, and the eyebrows that had been furrowed since Xie Heng entered the palace were rarely relaxed.

Xie Heng, who had been watching Qin Ye, noticed something, but became more worried.

Before transmigrating, he was considered to have read extensively and covered a wide range of books.After reading a lot of books, I naturally know that if it is deduced according to common sense, the possibility that the aphrodisiac can be solved by relying on internal strength alone is very small.

Just kidding, exercise can completely solve it, so what else is there to do?

But what can he do? Could it be that he really went outside to find a warrior who admired Qin Ye and was willing to dedicate himself to solve it?

Not to mention whether there is, whether it can be found, Xie Heng's concept habits established since childhood have already made him immediately veto this idea that he didn't know where it came from.

That being the case, then only...

Xie Heng hesitated for a long time, and finally opened his mouth when Qin Ye's eyebrows relaxed slightly.

"Mr. Dingguo, you must know that there are some things..." Never having encountered such a thing before, Xie Heng's face was a little red; "It's better not to block, you and I are both men, some things are fine..."

Qin Ye didn't understand his overly vague statement, but his heart was shocked, and he felt that this statement was somewhat illogical.

They are all men, so why is it okay?

Isn't this progress a little too fast?

This is not appropriate.

Qin Ye's thoughts were racing, and he was just thinking about how to use a gentle refusal, when Xie Heng continued to say softly: "If you feel inconvenient, you can go out first."

……

Qin Ye, who understood what he meant, only felt a mouthful of blood constricting his chest, unable to go up or down, and almost blocked him to death.

After a long while, Qin Ye looked at Xie Heng, whose face was red and hot, but who was harboring hope, and said angrily in a hoarse voice, "I want to take a bath."

Ok?

Xie Heng was stunned for a moment, watching the lips of the man who didn't care much about the distinction between monarch and minister as the two gradually got to know each other opened and closed, and added another sentence.

"cold water."

Oh.

Xie Heng felt that his suggestion was not accepted and was being bullied. He curled his lips, intending to show that Gu is also a person with a temper, but he turned around uncontrollably and walked out the door.

I finally understand why there is no such solution as self-relieving in the short stories, it is all awkward.

Xie Heng walked out of the hall and waved to Yun Zhou who was standing far away outside. Yun Zhou woke up when he pushed the door, ran over quickly when he saw the situation, bowed his body and said, "Your Highness?"

Xie Heng ordered in a low voice: "I want to take a bath, ask someone to prepare the soup pool behind, and ask for cold water."

The dazed tail behind Yun Zhou stopped wagging, and he looked in the direction of the inner hall.Duke Ding went in and didn't come out. In front of the prince, the surrounding area was heavily guarded, and there should be no possibility of overcoming the wall.

How could this leave Duke Ding to take a bath?Want cold water?

Yun Zhou swallowed his saliva, and tried to persuade him: "Your Highness, it's cold in the autumn night, how can you bathe in cold water? Besides, the father-in-law is still inside, so it's a bit inappropriate."

Xie Heng gave him a cold look, not wanting to explain further, and said, "Go quickly, why are you asking so many questions?"

Normally, Yun Zhou should go honestly, but at this time, Yun Zhou stood outside the hall for half a night in the late autumn night, he was almost stunned by the cold, he blinked his eyes, and refused to budge. Persuading: "Your Highness, it's cold at night, your wind and cold are not good, and if you suffer from the cold, a hundred heads of slaves are not enough to chop off your majesty and empress..."

Xie Heng had a headache.

Seeing that the slave was unwilling to do things without giving a reason, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's not just for use, it's Duke Ding. You just go, he likes to use cold water, so don't worry."

Yun Zhou was completely stunned, dumbfounded.

The soup spring in the prince's dormitory is naturally exclusive to the prince, and there is no reason for the courtiers to use it.

Even if Ding Guogong is arrogant and frivolous, he can beat the table to fight against the emperor for the southern border military affairs, he shouldn't be crazy to come to Tangquan in the prince's bedroom, right?

Unless... recalling the beautiful scene in the Zhiwei Hall in the Duke's Mansion that day, Yun Zhou took a breath.

Could it be that His Highness engaged in such a battle today and retreated from everyone, not because he had a secret and important business to discuss, but because he was so unbearably lovesick?

That's right, these two are full-blooded masters, so I can understand.

It's just that I didn't expect that His Highness was so weak that he could get up refreshed and ordered to take a bath, but Duke Ding...

The so-called people should not be judged by their appearance, and sea water should not be measured.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhou instantly dissipated the worry between his brows, and replied cheerfully: "Yes, this servant has thought too much, so let's do it now!"

He walked happily and freely, which made Xie Heng, who stayed where he was, raise his eyebrows in surprise.

What's the matter, prepare a bath water, so happy?

-

Qin Ye refused Xie Heng's support, and went to Tangquanchi filled with cold water by himself.

Across a screen, Xie Heng sat on the soft chair that Yun Zhou brought from nowhere, his eyes could barely open, but he was still looking at the two reports in his hand.

It might be inaccurate to say that it was a report, one of them was the interrogation statement handed over by Xie Zhiyao overnight, which barely had the format of a report.

The other copy was even more exaggerated. It was handed over overnight by the people next to Emperor Hui in Xiaozhuli of Yanran. The words on a short page were so written that they were about to fly off. Content.

Even so, the amount of information contained in this piece of paper is worthy of Xie Heng's joy.

Gu Mingzhao was not by his side, he was full of joy and had no one to share, so he turned his eyes to the back of the screen, thoughtful.

Qin Ye has been soaking in the cold for a long time.

The scorching heat on his body seemed to be unable to withstand the coolness brought by a pool of cold water, and it gradually subsided, but the lingering boredom did not diminish at all, still lingering in his heart.

Qin Ye's whole body was submerged in the water, his eyes were closed, but the distance between a screen and his ears could naturally hear clearly.

He heard Xie Heng take a seat behind the screen, heard Yun Zhou rushing in the door, and heard the clatter of papers flipping through.

I also heard Xie Heng turning over the thin pages and putting them down lightly, with a low laugh coming from between his teeth.

For some reason, he felt that Xie Heng was looking at him after he put the things away.

That line of sight is not sharp, but it seems to be able to pass through the screen and reach the bottom of the eye.

Qin Ye couldn't help but asked, "What's the news?"

He opened his mouth suddenly, and Xie Heng, who was worried about disturbing his 'detoxification', raised his eyebrows in surprise, and continued to raise the corners of his mouth, saying: "Father has a seizure of Song Qian, let him not interfere with the affairs of the front office these days."

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment, and also a little surprised: "Because of today's assassination?"

Xie Heng nodded, and said: "That group of people is unclear, but they look like the former prince's former subordinates. Song Qian had a close relationship with the former prince, so he told his father to come if he couldn't see it. The palaces of Zha Gu and King Jin, this is not..."

"It was cleaned up."

His voice was soft and his eyebrows were soft, but Qin Ye could hear a hidden deep complacency in his tone.

Qin Ye didn't hate this kind of emotional exposure. Instead, he felt that the person in front of him was more lively than before. He just thought for a moment and said, "Song Qian is a person with deep thoughts. His Majesty was assassinated. He shouldn't have spoken like this."

"At least, I won't give advice on the spot of the assassination."

It is the emperor's business that the emperor suspects his son, you go to help the emperor doubt it?Do you think you have a long life?

Based on Qin Ye's judgment of Song Qian, this person is not such a frivolous and careless person.

Hearing Qin Ye mention this matter, Xie Heng smiled.

"Father was traveling in the autumn, and half of the defense along the road was arranged by Song Qian's front office, and he found a small mistake and it happened once," he said, "The king of Jin has always looked down on him, I don't know if he heard it For this matter, I asked him to scold him."

Xie Ke, the king of Jin, was actually a little eccentric by nature. He liked to compete with the crown prince in everything, but the two brothers rarely agreed that they hated Song Qian.

Xie Ke heard that the prince found Song Qian's fault, but he didn't know it was