After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

Qingwu received the order tremblingly, and left the room with a bowed body.

In the imperial study room, Xiao Yunyan reported what he saw and heard truthfully, Xiao Yiheng was furious, and directly broke the cinnabar pen used to review the memorial.

The new emperor is enthroned, and there are many trifles. Wouldn't it be nice to come to him at this time, and want to be punished by the nine clans?

"It seems that I can't sit in the hall of fame for a long time. It's time to go south for a tour and understand the people's sentiments."

Xiao Yiheng immediately drew up an imperial decree, Xiao Yunyan led the decree and withdrew from the imperial study, and led a team to Qingzhou to suppress the rebellious officials and thieves.

It took nearly half a month to go back and forth, and when he had settled everything, he hurried back to the palace, but was stopped by Qingwu at the door.

"My lord, please come with me, my lord!"

Qingwu squatted at the gate of the mansion for several days, and finally hoped that the prince would come back.

God knows, during the half month that the prince was away, the group of orioles in the side courtyard sometimes played the piano and sang in the yard, and their babbling and babbling sounds occasionally reached the young master's ears.

The young master seemed unmoved, but Qingwu had been by Chu Jingrong's side for so long, so he naturally knew that the more angry the young master was, the more immobile he would be.

In the current situation, Qingwu was sweating for the prince.

Xiao Yunyan was dazzled by the good news, so he didn't notice Qingwu's serious face.

Jing Rong wants to see him?He was wondering what excuse he would use to step into the main courtyard where the man lived, and present the newly arrived Qin Sanskrit, but the opportunity came before him?

Xiao Yunyan couldn't help being overjoyed: "Okay, you go and report to your young master, I'll go get something, and I'll be there right away."

He had just rushed back from Qingzhou, covered in sour sweat, and before he had time to ask his servants to prepare hot water, Xiao Yunyan took a cold shower directly.

The wound on the forearm burst open again at this time. At the beginning, a piece of flesh was torn off, and it was not properly maintained. Now it has been sprinkled with golden sore medicine, but Xiao Yunyan is still not careful enough, and it will be torn apart every now and then.

A simple bandage is not taken seriously, his skin is rough and fleshy, such a small injury will not overwhelm him.

Putting on a brand-new robe, Xiao Yunyan ran into the study room while still wrapped in the cool air of the cold water, picked up the famous Qin Sanskrit, and ran towards the main courtyard where Chu Jingrong lived.

As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xiao Yunyan was educated since he was a child, to stand upright, sit upright, and run wildly on the corridor if there is no rush.

But right now, he couldn't care less. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He couldn't wait to see Chu Jingrong, and couldn't wait any longer.

When he came to the main courtyard, the door was finally no longer closed. Xiao Yunyan walked in excitedly, but saw Chu Jingrong sitting at the desk with an unkind expression.

The subtle atmosphere made Xiao Yunyan realize that something was wrong.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Xiao Yunyan stepped forward, stood in front of Chu Jingrong, thought twice, and called softly, "Jingrong?"

Chu Jingrong raised his head, looked Xiao Yunyan from head to toe, and finally settled on the guqin in his arms, his pupils shrank.

Famous Qin Sanskrit?

In recent days, he could always hear the sound of singing and dancing coming from the side courtyard. During the time when Xiao Yunyan disappeared, was it just to win the favor of those vulgar fans with this Xun Guqin?

Send Sanskrit as soon as you shoot?It's really a big hand, now, dare to hold this piano over to block his eyes?

With a chuckle, Chu Jingrong lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, and said calmly, "My lord, have you been happy in the past few days?"

Xiao Yunyan tensed his body subconsciously, wondering why Chu Jingrong asked such a question?

Looking down again to see Chu Jingrong's actions, he felt even more anxious. He tried hard to recall, but he didn't know what he did wrong.

"Jing Rong, this piano is for you."

"Give it to me?" Chu Jingrong laughed angrily: "What? Those concubines of yours don't like it, so you want to give it to me instead?"

"What... what?" Xiao Yunyan couldn't understand these words.

"Don't dare to admit it? There are so many concubines raised in the courtyard, why don't you dare to admit it in front of me? I have been a prince and a tutor, and I have taught you for five full years, just to let you indulge in sex and lust one day Is it limitless?"

"No...it's not." Xiao Yunyan finally belatedly understood where Chu Jingrong had misunderstood.

"Jing Rong, although they are prostitutes, they are all forced into prostitution, not voluntarily."

"Bastard, you still dare to force Liang to be a prostitute?" Chu Jingrong suddenly stood up, furious, ignoring Qingwu's presence, and slapped him hard.

The instinctive reaction of Xiao Yunyan's body made him want to raise his arms to protect himself, but he raised his arms in mid-air, and then fell down slumped.

With a slap, Xiao Yunyan received the slap abruptly, and was slapped to the side of the head.

Taking a staggering step back, the Sanskrit sound, which was tightly hugged in her arms, fell in response to the sound, knocking on the corner of the table, and breaking two strings with a bang.

Chu Jingrong confiscated all his strength, and Xiao Yunyan's side face instantly had bright red fingerprints, and a strand of hair was scattered on his forehead, making him look quite embarrassed.

Qingwu at the side fell to his knees with a plop, he only knew fear now, prostrate on the ground trembling.

No matter what, Xiao Yunyan is the prince of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and now...

The young master is the emperor's teacher, the prince will definitely not do anything to the young master, but if he knew, it was he who was chewing his tongue behind his back and telling the young master all this, which made the young master so angry, I don't know if he would cut off his tongue.

He pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, the pain still hurt, but Xiao Yunyan didn't care anymore, he looked down at the broken mantra on the ground, his eyes gradually turned red.

After running around for several days, it was finally in vain.

Squatting down and hugging Sanskrit into his arms again, Xiao Yunyan didn't defend himself, stood up and turned away silently.

Looking at the back of Xiao Yunyan's leaving, Chu Jingrong noticed with sharp eyes that blood flowed down the man's fingertips and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Xiao Yunyan was injured?when?Where is the injury?

The sentence "Stand up" choked in his throat, and before he could yell out, the man's back disappeared at the door of the room.

Suddenly remembered that when this person was a child, he was punished after being wronged, and the back view of turning around and leaving was exactly the same as now.

Lost, wronged, but stubbornly unwilling to say more.

Chu Jingrong squeezed the center of his brows, suddenly felt a little powerless, and glanced at Qingwu who was kneeling and trembling by the door, Chu Jingrong ordered coldly: "Go and investigate, what's going on!"

"Yes, slave... slave is going now." Qingwu got up tremblingly, turned his head and rushed out of the room, because he was too frightened, he tripped when he stepped over the threshold, and almost fell a big somersault.

Naturally, he didn't dare to ask the prince, so he staggered to the side courtyard, grabbed the guard who had answered his words before, and asked intermittently while sobbing: "The red... woman in this courtyard is really brought by the prince." Did you come back? Your lord...have you ever been lucky with them?"

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I was beaten by my wife again, I can't live through this day!