dhibooks Chapter 52 Marriage I feel sorry for Your Highness.
Chapter 52 Marriage I feel sorry for Your Highness.
Yan Xingyu stared blankly at him for a long time, then rolled his eyes, as if Jing Hanzhang saw it in his dream, and said happily: "Okay."
Jing Hanzhang's heart softened inexplicably, he also laughed and asked, "What's wrong? Did you hear what I just said?"
Yan Xingyu nodded desperately, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly happy, he had never seen him smile so happily when counting gold.
"His Royal Highness said to save me!"
Jing Hanzhang's heart became softer and softer, and he couldn't help but feel complacent: "Yes, Your Highness sacrificed his life to save you, are you happy?"
Yan Xingyu rushed forward, hooked Jing Hanzhang's neck with his hands, and expressed his joy with practical actions.
He had probably never been so happy, and he started jumping uncontrollably, even stepping on Jing Hanzhang's toes twice.
Grinning his teeth, Jing Hanzhang forced himself not to cry out.
Yan Xingyu was still immersed in joy, and while hugging Jing Hanzhang's neck, he murmured: "Your Highness, save me, Your Highness, come and save me."
Jing Hanzhang fell silent suddenly.
These seemingly joyful words, but Jing Hanzhang seemed to go back in time, and returned to the silent prayer of the child taken away by his mother ten years ago.
Your Highness, save me.
His Highness did not save him.
Jing Hanzhang suddenly felt sad.
If it had been placed two months ago, he would have felt that saving Yan Xingyu from the human traffickers was the end of his benevolence, and there was no need to be responsible for what happened to him in the future. What happened to Yan Xingyu had nothing to do with him at all.
But now, Jing Hanzhang is annoyed and remorseful, hating his young self for not seeing anything, and hating himself for not being able to predict the future, making such a pure deer suffer so much.
Back then, he shouldn't have handed Yan Xingyu's hand to that vicious woman, he should have stolen the best deer, and she couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked.
Jing Hanzhang restrained his emotions, picked up Yan Xingyu who was still jumping around, weighed him, and said with disgust: "You are so thin, you need to eat more, I am afraid that you will not live to be crowned."
"I will!" Yan Xingyu immediately promised, his eyes were full of rippling light, "I will eat more and drink medicine obediently."
Just now Jing Hanzhang said "Your Highness will save you" so coolly and forcefully, but now that he calmed down and thought about it, he suddenly felt that those words just now were extremely shameful, why did he say it without changing his face?
Jing Hanzhang coughed dryly, put Yan Xingyu down, and said vaguely: "Today, my elder brother is crowned king, I want to go back."
Yan Xingyu was also very sensible, and hurriedly said: "Yes, His Highness should go there."
Jing Hanzhang: "Then you..."
"I want to get the amulet before returning to Beijing. Your Highness should go back first." Yan Xingyu said, "When I get the amulet, I will enter the palace and send it to Your Highness."
Jing Hanzhang nodded, anyway, he couldn't copy such a long time for nothing, and wear an amulet exactly like Yan Xingyu's, he... cough, it's not that he is unhappy.
Jing Hanzhang thought for a while, then handed his jade token to Yan Xingyu, and said: "With this, you can enter and leave the palace gate at will."
Yan Xingyu took it over, his eyes bent like crescent moons: "Yes!"
Jing Hanzhang was not in a hurry to leave, and ate vegetarian food with him.
On weekdays, Yan Xingyu would always bury the mushrooms he didn't like under the rice, but today, I don't know if he promised Jing Hanzhang to eat more, and he didn't bury vegetables under the rice at all, and ate them happily.
Jing Hanzhang was very satisfied, and gave him another chopstick of mushrooms.
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Jing Hanzhang ate vegetarian food with disgust, and asked casually, "How long have you been a vegetarian?"
Yan Xingyu said: "It has been like this since Hanruo Temple."
Jing Hanzhang said "Oh", and stared at him unkindly: "You go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, don't think about eating big meat and fishy meat just to get fat."
Yan Xingyu paused with his chopsticks: "Ah..."
Jing Hanzhang said angrily: "You really think so?"
Yan Xingyu stretched out his hand and gestured: "I just thought about it a little bit."
"Not at all." Jing Hanzhang hit the back of his hand with chopsticks, and said in a bad mood, "It's a good thing to want to eat meat, but your body can't bear it all at once. Even someone like me who doesn't know medical skills knows that. You don't know it, do you?"
Knowing that, Yan Xingyu lowered his head even lower.
Seeing his appearance, Jing Hanzhang couldn't bear to scold him again, and said: "You go back and ask Yuxi to make you some medicinal food, first put minced meat in it, then diced meat, and then sliced meat when you get used to it."
Yan Xingyu looked up at him suspiciously: "Your Highness actually understands this?"
Jing Hanzhang hummed: "Your Highness knows everything."
Yan Xingyu immediately said: "Your Highness is wise and mighty."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang looked at him quietly: "Remember to give me a piece of gold when you go back."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
After the meal, Jing Hanzhang tidied up casually and went down the mountain with his attendants.
After Yan Xingyu watched him leave, he was about to return to the wing room when he saw the eminent monk of Huguo Temple looking at him with a smile on his side.
Yan Xingyu asked Aman to push him forward and saluted.
He didn't know the name of the eminent monk, so he nodded his head as a greeting.
The eminent monk didn't tell him his name, and said calmly: "The amulet will be ready tomorrow, and Lian Chen will come to pick you up then."
Yan Xingyu said: "I'm sorry."
He thought for a while, and then asked: "This exchange between my Highness and I should have lasted longer. Dare I ask if it was because of the Huguo Temple that the exchange was only shortened to eight days?"
The eminent monk said inscrutably: "Ziwei Xing and the great evil spirit are mutually exclusive and restrain each other..."
Yan Xingyu waited for him to say the next thing, but saw the eminent monk smile: "It's not now."
Yan Xingyu was a little puzzled, what wasn't it?Not repelling or holding back?
He was about to ask again, but the eminent monk said the Buddha's name, bowed his head, turned and left.
Yan Xingyu looked at his back thoughtfully.
Without Jing Hanzhang, Yan Xingyu couldn't sleep peacefully in Huguo Temple, and stayed on until the early morning of the next day, when the eminent monk sent two amulets over.
Yan Xingyu had been sick in Japan some time ago, and he was a bit listless after not sleeping all night. He asked Aman to take the amulet, thanked the eminent monk, and the national teacher arrived.
Yan Xingyu was originally sitting in a wheelchair. After the national teacher arrived, he nodded at him, and then he took off the cloak on his lap and draped it over his shoulders, and got up and stood up.
The national teacher and the eminent monk were making tea and discussing the Tao in the meditation room. Yan Xingyu didn't want to be disturbed, so he sat on the wooden path outside the meditation room and looked up at the red plums beside the waterfall.
When he wasn't with Jing Hanzhang, Yan Xingyu was always quiet, like a piece of cold jade, he raised his head slightly, with his long hair half-tucked down on his shoulders, staring at a bunch of flowers in a trance.
Aman squatted aside and said in a low voice: "With the amulet, you and Jing... the Seventh Highness won't exchange anymore, right?"
He always changed Jing Hanzhang's name on weekdays, but now he is not aware of the high status of Jing Hanzhang in Yan Xingyu's heart, so he changed from Shan Ruliu to His Highness.
"I don't know." Yan Xingyu breathed out a mouthful of white mist, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I can't take his blood... Did you send someone to find out where the Buddha root on His Highness came from?"
Aman muttered: "I searched almost the whole capital city, and I couldn't find it at all."
Yan Xingyu turned his face to the side, and said lightly: "Have you searched everything?"
"Oh." Aman said, "The palace hasn't been turned over yet."
Yan Xingyu held the small hand stove and said casually: "Then go and look."
Aman pouted: "It's easy to say."
Yan Xingyu glanced at him, and Aman immediately said: "Flip, flip the fuck."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu frowned: "Where did you learn it?"
Aman knew that his son, Guangfeng Jiyue, was a noble son who had been immersed in books and ink since he was a child. He couldn't listen to this kind of commonplace talk. Forgive me."
Yan Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, for some reason, when he heard Jing Hanzhang's name from a nearby audience, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a very novel feeling.
He couldn't tell what it was like, but Aman watched his young master's ears turn red.
Aman: "..."
It's over, the young master seems to really want to break his sleeves.
Half an hour later, the national teacher and Yan Xingyu left for Beijing.
On the way, it was snowing again outside, but Yan Xingyu did not exchange with Jing Hanzhang. It seemed that the amulet was indeed useful.
In the afternoon, the Hanruo Temple carriage entered Beijing.
The national teacher originally planned to send him back to the prime minister's mansion, but Yan Xingyu took the jade card Jing Hanzhang gave him, and wanted to enter the palace to give His Royal Highness an amulet.
The national teacher said strangely: "I will replace you..."
"Brother is clumsy." Yan Xingyu said without blinking his eyes, "What if it breaks, Xingyu doesn't want to copy books for so long anymore."
National Division:"……"
The national teacher said quietly: "You just want to see him?"
Yan Xingyu nodded: "Yes."
The national teacher glanced at him and didn't know what he saw, so he had to let him go.
Yan Xingyu entered the palace enthusiastically, but when he arrived at the palace of the Seven Emperors, he was told that Jing Hanzhang was not in the palace, as if he had gone to the imperial garden to enjoy plum blossoms.
It should be Jing Hanzhang's order that the palace servants were very attentive to Yan Xingyu and took him to the Imperial Garden on purpose.
Yan Xingyu wanted to see Jing Hanzhang very much, so he asked Aman to push him to follow.
At this time, only plum blossoms are blooming in the imperial garden, and the snow is falling heavily, and the plum snow is competing for spring.
As soon as Yan Xingyu was pushed to the imperial garden, he heard a sound of fury coming from inside.
"...Did you die?! No charcoal basin, not even a futon?! Kneeling and hurting my Highness's knee, what should you do?!"
"Your Majesty ordered! Your Majesty just ordered me to kneel, did he punish me for not taking the futon charcoal basin?!"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
"Two hours is two hours. If my Highness yells out pain, she is not a man!"
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu hurriedly urged Aman to hurry up. Hearing what he said, Jing Hanzhang seemed to be being punished to kneel.
Sure enough, when Yan Xingyu entered the imperial garden, he saw Jing Hanzhang kneeling under a plum tree with a fierce face.
As expected of His Highness the Seventh Highness, he was so aggressive that he even knelt for punishment.
Yan Xingyu was taken aback, before he arrived, he shouted from a distance: "Your Highness!"
Jing Hanzhang, who was furiously losing his temper with the courtiers, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and suddenly froze, looking at him in astonishment.
Why did he return to Beijing so early? !
For the first time in the emperor's life, the news that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was fined to kneel has already spread throughout the palace. There were quite a few people who deliberately came to ridicule him, but he scolded them all back—his kneeling is more imposing than others standing. A lot of momentum.
Both Jing Xiazhi and Jing Youzhi were almost hit on the head by his cloud of snow, and they ran away holding their heads before they could taunt them a few words.
Many people saw the appearance of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince kneeling, but Jing Hanzhang didn't care at all, the punishment was as if he was having fun at a banquet, and he ordered the palace servants to take this and that, except that he couldn't stand up, so he was very comfortable.
But now that Yan Xingyu came, Jing Hanzhang seemed to be stripped naked and parading in the downtown streets, wishing to find a crack in the ground and sneak in directly.
His embarrassing appearance...was seen by Yan Xingyu.
Yan Xingyu saw it...
Ah, Jing Hanzhang almost died.
Yan Xingyu soon arrived. Jing Hanzhang was so ashamed and angry that he wished to lift his wheelchair and let him go quickly, but the eunuch Anping next to the emperor was staring at him. Look at the pattern.
Swearing to the death not to look up, not to say anything.
Yan Xingyu came to him and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Why are you kneeling here?"
Jing Hanzhang also knew why Yan Xingyu wanted to hide his head in his clothes every time he evaded. Now he can't wait to bury his head in his boots and never see anyone again.
Yan Xingyu was still worried: "Your Highness, are you cold, Your Highness?"
Jing Hanzhang's face was flushed red, thinking, don't ask, don't ask, please don't ask, please.
Yan Xingyu didn't realize that he was stepping on His Highness's pride and dancing in circles: "Your Highness!"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Damn!Your Highness will jump into the river immediately!
Yan Xingyu finally realized how wrong the scene was when he was sitting on Jing Hanzhang's knees. He put one hand on Jing Hanzhang's shoulder and the other hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and fell directly from the wheelchair.
With a plop, his knee hit the ground directly, making a muffled sound.
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Hearing a toothache, Jing Hanzhang looked at him in horror, and without thinking about reaching out to support him who was crumbling, he said angrily, "What are you doing?!"
He knew that Yan Xingyu wanted to pretend to have a paralyzed leg, so he deliberately made this gesture, but it was a knee, so if he hit the ground directly, wouldn't it hurt? !
When Yan Xingyu first returned to Beijing, he came to see His Majesty in the palace, and he also looked like this when he saluted.
At that time, although Jing Hanzhang heard that his knee was hurting, he only felt that the deer could bear it and was cruel enough to him, so he didn't feel any distress at all;
But now, Jing Hanzhang's heart was trembling.
Seeing that Yan Xingyu's knees just knelt on the snowdrift, Jing Hanzhang hurriedly stuffed the hem of his cloak under his knees, fearing that he would catch a cold and get sick.
Yan Xingyu supported Jing Hanzhang's shoulders and knelt with difficulty, his jaw was tense due to the pain, he lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that I will meet the Holy One and take the needle again..."
When Jing Hanzhang heard this, he almost jumped up and scolded him.
"Bullshit!"
Yan Xingyu's ears hurt from the shock, and he was inexplicably aggrieved. He took out the amulet and said, "I'm here to give the amulet to Your Highness."
Jing Hanzhang was so angry that his ears were dumbfounded, but this person couldn't bear to scold and beat him, so he could only forcefully swallow his anger back, and reluctantly put away the amulet.
Yan Xingyu was about to speak, but Jing Hanzhang said impatiently: "Okay, the amulet is also given, let's go quickly."
Yan Xingyu hurriedly said: "Why does Your Highness kneel in the icy and snowy place? What if you freeze your body?"
"Your highness is strong and strong, and it won't be cold." He glanced at Yan Xingyu's thin body, "Just take care of yourself, and go back obediently."
Yan Xingyu said: "But I feel sorry for Your Highness."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang yelled at him angrily: "You're here again?! Where's the gold, did you bring the gold?!"
Yan Xingyu "Oh oh oh", hurriedly took out the money bag - on the way, he asked the national teacher for a handful of gold, enough to tell the truth.
Yan Xingyu calculated carefully, counted, and said happily: "Your Highness, I can say seven more sentences, and I will leave them all to you. I will leave after I finish."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, his face blushed, he was completely convinced, and said in a low voice: "You hurry up, be good, and listen to me."
Yan Xingyu said: "Your Highness hasn't said why you have to kneel here? Did you say something against His Majesty?"
"What can I say?" Jing Hanzhang snorted hard and said, "It's just... chirping, chirping..."
Yan Xingyu didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Jing Hanzhang was annoyed by the questioning, but Yan Xingyu never lied to him, and he didn't want to lie to Yan Xingyu, so he broke the jar, closed his eyes and said angrily: "Jiang Fenghua must have told Father about the Huguo Temple. You probably think that I am a broken sleeve, and you want to give me a marriage, let me get married as soon as possible!"
Yan Xingyu was taken aback, and stayed for a long time before he said dryly: "Didn't Your Highness agree...to marry me?"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang let out a "puchi", then laughed angrily, "When did I say that?"
Yan Xingyu remained silent, and fiddled with the amulet around his waist.
Jing Hanzhang glared at him, probably seeing that Yan Xingyu was a little sad, he coughed dryly, and said, "I...Your Highness didn't agree."
Yan Xingyu's eyes lit up as soon as he blew on it like a fire, and he looked at Jing Hanzhang eagerly: "What did you say?"
He really wanted to know how Jing Hanzhang told the emperor that the emperor, who had always loved him so much on the surface, was so angry that he made him kneel on the spot.
"I said..." Jing Hanzhang choked for a moment, looked at Yan Xingyu's radiant face, and suddenly lowered his head again, his ears getting redder and redder.
Yan Xingyu didn't understand, so he asked, "Your Highness?"
Jing Hanzhang couldn't bear the feeling of his heart beating wildly, and said angrily, "I'll just say, if the person he marry me is more beautiful than you, I'll marry him!"
Yan Xingyu: "..."
After Jing Hanzhang finished speaking, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
Jing Hanzhang didn't like the emperor's actions very much. If he really broke his sleeves, it would not only make him and Yan Xingyu impossible, but also directly ruin the life of the married woman.
Good girl, who would be willing to marry Duanxiu.
The emperor's gift of marriage was probably a temptation, and Jing Hanzhang was still very angry.
At that time, he just wanted to get rid of the marriage bestowed by the emperor, but after thinking about it, it was too wild for him to say such words that only a disciple would say.
And now, he has taught Yan Xingyu the words.
Jing Hanzhang was so ashamed that he almost whimpered, and suddenly felt that Yan Xingyu hastily stuffed a gold into his hand.
Jing Hanzhang looked up in astonishment.
Yan Xingyu's beautiful glass-like eyes seemed to have firework-like flames, and he said happily: "That's great, no one in the entire capital city is prettier than me."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."