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Although the eldest prince said that the hand was not too hot, Qiao Shuying also felt that it was not too hot.

Even though the eldest prince was fair-skinned, the few red marks caused by the heat were particularly conspicuous.

Everyone in Yong'an Palace has a pair of sharp eyes.

If you are permed like this, you will definitely be noticed.

I just don't know if the emperor and the empress will pursue it.

As a result, no one was in the mood to have fun anymore, and no one was in the mood to taste the sumptuous banquet carefully prepared by Princess Mingwei.

After lunch, the eldest prince stood up to leave first, and everyone else also said that they should go back as soon as possible, fearing that it would snow again.

The road back to the city is not easy.

Qiao Shuying invited her classmates for a small gathering for the first time, but she didn't expect it to end so hastily, and she felt very depressed.

But he was worried that the eldest prince would go back alone.

If Princess Mingwei knew about it, she would definitely say that he was too inconsiderate.

It's just a guest nearby, but he must not show any slights to the eldest prince.

"I will take His Highness back to the city."

The eldest prince was a little surprised and shook his head: "Shuying, don't worry.

My hand is fine and it doesn't hurt anymore.

There is heat-clearing ointment in the car.

Apply a little and you shouldn't be able to see it after returning to the palace. " Seeing that the eldest prince said it directly, Qiao Shuying's face inevitably felt hot.

He was indeed worried that the eldest prince would displease the emperor and the imperial concubine if he returned with burn marks on his hands.

I offered to send him back to the city because I wanted to try my best to make up for it.

Unexpectedly, the eldest prince seemed to be ignorant of the world, but in fact he understood everything in his heart.

Qiao Shuying wanted to explain a few more words, but she didn't know what to say.

The eldest prince may not believe it, but it seems even more obvious.

He was sent to the door.

Zhao Fuhai, the eunuch beside the eldest prince, helped the eldest prince get into the car.

Qiao Shuying tried her best to say, "I'd better take your highness back to the city."

The eldest prince shook his head and said in a gentle but firm tone: "It's really not necessary."

Qiao Shuying had no choice but to bow her hands and say, "Best farewell to Your Highness."

After the eldest prince got into the car, the four accompanying guards also got on their horses.

They were neatly dressed, and the horses were particularly handsome, fat and strong, and their coats were shiny and looked like they were coated with oil.

Qiao Shuying watched the eldest prince's carriage drive away, and for some reason she suddenly felt sour and unconvinced.

The eldest prince is not as good at reading as him.

Even though Qiao Shuying's hard work does not rank her first in the Nanyuan study, there is no problem at all in ranking among the top three.

As for Wu, let alone mention it.

Others were practicing archery, horseback riding, and archery, but the eldest prince could only walk slowly around the small school grounds and learn a few health-preserving punches from Master Wu.

However, the eldest prince, who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, was born with wealth and power that others would find difficult to achieve in their lifetime.

Those servants wearing swords did not pay attention to others at all, and only obeyed the eldest prince's orders.

For the first time, young Qiao Shuying had a vague understanding.

He used to listen to his mother's words, but deep down he felt that her mother was too keen on power.

But now he vaguely understands.

It's not that he understood the reason why Princess Mingwei did this, but that he now felt the power and temptation of the imperial power.

Born as the son of a princess, he also has royal blood, but he cannot touch the edge of imperial power.

After the princess gets married, she is no longer a member of the royal family, and her son does not receive titles or privileges.

When Princess Mingwei was alive, everyone would be polite to him.

But if Princess Mingwei is not here, then whether it is Prince Consort Qiao, Qiao Shuying or Qiao Shutang, they all have the surname of Qiao, who will look down upon them?

Princess Mingwei was extremely strict with him and put a lot of effort into making him the eldest prince's companion, all to pave the way for his future.

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The eldest prince didn't know Qiao Shuying's complicated mood.

After getting in the car, he leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest.

When the carriage arrived outside Guangde Gate, it was time to enter the city.

There were already two families in front who wanted to enter the city.

As soon as they saw the rules of the carriage behind them, and then looked at the guards following them, they turned around and gave way to the city without saying a word. .

The eldest prince opened the curtain and took a look outside.

The sky was gloomy and dim, and it looked like it was time to turn on the lights.

I don't know when scattered snow started to drift in the sky.

The carriage entered the city gate, and the eldest prince told Zhao Fuhai: "Go to Yongyang Lane in the west of the city."

Zhao Fuhai said yes, and when the carriage reached the intersection in front, he turned left.

The eldest prince looked calm on the surface, but he was actually unsure in his heart.

He had not made up his mind whether to go there or not.

What should I do if I can't find anyone, or if something goes wrong on the way, I will definitely be worried when I get back.

After all, it was the empress who told the father about this matter, and he got the promise.

If he acted without authorization and got into trouble, it would be difficult for the empress to explain herself in front of her father.

It was indeed an accident to get his hands burned by Qiao Shuying, but coming back early gave him a chance.

He wanted to see Wang Chongfeng.

Since the incident with someone from the Jiaofang Division in July, he has never seen Wang Moyan again.

Although the news he learned was that Wang Chongfeng resigned from his post because of physical illness, the eldest prince always felt that there might be something hidden behind the matter and was worried about Wang Moyan's safety.

When she came out, Princess Yuyao tried her best to encourage him: "Brother Huang, just go and take a look.

Even if others know, what can they say?

Only a person like Brother Huang who values ​​friendship will miss Wang Chongfeng, who has half a master's friendship."

Yongyang Lane is not difficult to find.

When I got there, I asked about the Wang family and someone pointed me out.

The car turned around again and stopped.

Zhao Fuhai came over to report with some embarrassment: "Your Highness, the road ahead is narrow and our car can't pass.

Otherwise" Otherwise, just go back.

Although Zhao Fuhai didn't say that, the eldest prince understood what he meant.

Zhao Fuhai is also afraid of being involved.

It's okay if the emperor doesn't pursue the case later.

As long as he does, Zhao Fuhai will definitely be the first culprit.

I am serving His Highness personally, but I let His Highness come to a place like this.

It would be an injustice even if I was beaten to death.

The eldest prince asked: "How far is it?"

"It's from the front."

The eldest prince said: "Then just walk over."

Zhao Fuhai was scared to death and just wanted to beg for mercy.

"But Your Highness, it's snowing again today, and the ground is slippery and wet.

Why don't you go back and come back another day when you have a chance?"

But who knows when the next chance to leave the palace will be?

We have already reached the door.

If we just turn around and go back, how can the eldest prince be willing to do so?

Zhao Fuhai had no choice but to quickly get a thick cloak and help the eldest prince put it on.

He then held up an umbrella and carefully helped the eldest prince out of the car.

The alley is indeed narrow, which means that two or three people can walk side by side, and these two or three people must be thin.

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The guide said that Wang's house was at the end of the alley, with the half-old black painted wooden door.

Zhao Fuhai stepped forward and clicked the door knocker, then clicked it twice more after a while, and asked in a loud voice: "Is anyone at home?"

No one answered.

Zhao Fuhai did not feel disappointed at all, but was secretly relieved.

No one is good.

If there is no one, you can persuade His Highness to go back, so as not to cause anything to happen if you stay here for too long.

"Your Highness, it seems that no one is here.

They are probably out.

Why don't we go back first?

It's snowing again.

I'm afraid the Queen will be worried."

The eldest prince was a little disappointed.

After finally leaving the palace, I arrived in front of the door, but I didn't meet anyone.

"That's it" As soon as he said two words, the door in front of him suddenly opened with a creak.

Zhao Fuhai was startled and instinctively took half a step forward to block the eldest prince behind him.

Then he calmly looked at the person who answered the door. no one His eyes slowly moved downward, and he realized that it wasn't that there was no one there, but that the person was too small, just a little higher than his knees.

He was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket with no visible color, but it was starched and clean.

Revealing a thin face, because the face is too thin, it is obvious that a pair of eyes are big and dark.

"Who are you" Zhao Fuhai did not expect that there was someone in this house, and the eldest prince was very surprised that the person corresponding to the door was a child.

"Is this the home of Wang Moyan and Wang Chongfeng?"

The eldest prince was startled.

He had never told anyone outside the palace his name and identity, and for a moment he didn't know how to introduce himself.

Growing up, no one he met knew his identity.

It was the first time for him to be asked who he was face to face.

After a pause, the eldest prince continued: "I studied music with Wang Zongfeng, and I happened to be passing by, so I came over to take a look at him."

The child looked at him curiously and then looked at Zhao Fuhai twice.

He seemed very wary of strangers and had no intention of inviting them in.

Instead, the eldest prince became curious about this child.

Wang Moyan rarely talked about family affairs when teaching the eldest prince, and the eldest prince didn't know who this child, who looked about four or five years old, was.

Wang Moyan is not married, so this child should not be his son.

Thinking of this, the eldest prince followed suit and asked the child: "Who are you?

Is this the king's family?"

"My name is Wang."

The child stopped mid-sentence and finally opened the door: "Please come in."

The courtyard of the Wang family is very small, and as soon as the eldest prince entered the courtyard, he smelled the smell of medicine.

Because he has been frail and sick since childhood, the eldest prince has been around medicine for almost all his memory, and he is more familiar with the smell of medicine than any other smell.

"Wang Chongfeng is ill."

The child nodded and whispered: "Uncle just took medicine and fell asleep.

Guests, please sit in the room."

The eldest prince asked with concern: "What kind of disease does Wang Gong have?

He has been treated by a doctor and what medicine is he taking now?"

A muffled, low cough came from the room, and each sound was heart-wrenching to hear.

When the people in the room finally regained their composure, they weakly asked: "Who is Xiao Nian here?"

This voice was once very familiar to the eldest prince, but his voice sounded gentle and clear at the time, but now it has become hoarse and dry.

Zhao Fuhai responded quickly: "Wang Chongfeng, His Highness is here to see you

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