Liu Yun's skirt moved slightly and she walked towards the bookcase. After opening it, she frowned, "It's just this useless thing. You keep it to light the fire."
"The prince has been dormant for so long, and the information he collected seems like a joke." Liu Yun curled her lips.
"Zheng Bin is a very shrewd and capable person. There is nothing we can learn from his apparent whereabouts."
"I want all my men to be talented people, why should I snatch you back?" Yang Shu stood up on the bed and went to the table to pour himself a glass of water.
"In your opinion, how can I get close to Zheng Bin?"
Liu Yun took out the fire note from the drawer, blew it brightly, and lit the note with Zheng Bin's whereabouts on it, "It depends on whether the prince will use it for a short period of time, or if he will take him as his own."
"If you just want to use it to determine the power of the king's palace, you only need to go to Rongchang Mihang to show off your authority, and Zheng Bin will bow his head."
"But this kind of bowing is due to the situation. Once she can get rid of it, she will not hesitate. After all, everyone knows that the setting sun is at the Dingwang Palace."
"Go on." Yang Shu walked up to Liu Yun and played with the ribbon around her waist.
"If she is die-hard, she needs to put some thought into it. The Crown Prince must let her see a real future."
"She is not the real 'Zheng Bin'. Her heart is always tense. She wants to prove more than anyone else that women are no worse than men. She can make Rongchangmi go further."
"The Crown Prince has to show his ability and convince her. But because of your status, it is not suitable to come forward in person. He Jie is a good candidate. He is calm, has some brains, and most importantly, is not big-hearted."
"A few days ago, the county magistrate took the Zhao family's money, distorted the facts, and sealed the He family's shop. He Jie's wife was angered to death. If the prince can help him avenge this, this person must be yours."
Liu Yun looked at Yang Shu and said calmly.
Yang Shu hugged Liu Yun's waist, "What do you want?"
"The slave family just wants to stay with the prince for a long time." Liu Yun's face turned red and her voice was as gentle as a lark.
"Your wrist is shining white. I will find a good piece of jade and make it into a bracelet for you."
Yang Shu said and let go of Liu Yun. In terms of ability, Liu Yun is definitely the top assistant. If you dare to have true feelings, this bitch can kill you.
"The slave family likes dark green."
Liu Yun narrowed her eyes, her determination was too determined. She could walk up to the second prince with impeccable appearance and figure. Even the second prince would be stunned, but Yang Shu didn't even have the slightest fluctuation.
Stone!
Liu Yun complained in her heart.
"It's for you, it's up to you." Yang Shu returned to the bed and sat down.
"You have to wait two days to get the silver you hid in Yihonglou."
"I'm not in a hurry," Liu Yun said very considerately, stepping over to massage Yang Shu's temples.
As soon as the front foot disturbed the celebration banquet, the back foot was thinking about Rongchang Mihang. He really didn't waste a moment.
Last night, King Ding's palace was majestic. As the only heir, Yang Shu was not lost at all. He only had his own plan in his eyes.
Once such a person becomes an enemy, his head must be chopped off neatly to ensure that there is no possibility of living.
In Changhuan Palace, Concubine Rou took Feng Qingwan's hand and comforted her with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, the emperor has a hundred thousand forbidden troops, and the king's palace cannot be overthrown."
Feng Qingwan nodded obediently. After entering the palace last night, she was called into Changhuan Palace by Concubine Rou. Feng Qingwan was happy for the third prince. He was handsome and talented, not comparable to Yang Shu.
Just because he was satisfied, Feng Qingwan did not refuse Concubine Rou's approach.
"Mother." A gentle male voice sounded.
"I have never seen you come to greet me so early in the past. Are you afraid that your mother-in-law will bully your sweetheart?" Concubine Rou teased her son.
"Mother, Qingwan is tender-skinned." The third prince's eyes fell on Feng Qingwan, with tenderness in his eyes.
"Okay, Concubine Mother, let's not talk anymore." Concubine Rou smiled at the third prince, "I heard that the orchids in the Royal Garden are blooming very well, Ji'er, come with me to have a look."
Seeing that she and the third prince were the only ones left in the palace, Feng Qingwan's ears turned slightly red.
"These are sandalwood beads, which can calm the mind and help you sleep." The third prince placed a small box on Feng Qingwan's table. Every move he made was gentle and elegant, making people feel like spring breeze.
"Between you and me, there is no need to be polite."
Seeing that Feng Qingwan wanted to decline politely, the third prince said warmly.
Facing the tender eyes of the third prince, Feng Qingwan turned slightly red and quickly lowered her head.
"Marshal Yang's body can't last long, and my father will not let him kill the ministers. Qingwan, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. I have been waiting for so long, and I don't care if it takes a year or two."
The third prince looked at Feng Qingwan and said emotionally.
Feng Qingwan curled her fingers slightly, looked at the third prince, and ran away with a blushing face.
Although she has been engaged since she was a child, Yang Shu is an ignorant bully. When he sees her on weekdays, he just thinks about how to take advantage and never behaves seriously.
As for the promise, it’s okay not to mention it.
When choosing a husband, he should be someone like the third prince, who is talented in literature and a humble gentleman.
"Your Majesty, the old master is here." Pai Gow knocked on Yang Shu's door.
Liu Yun paused and looked at Yang Shu, obviously a little panicked. A brothel girl was tired of pestering her grandson. In anger, it was not impossible for Marshal Yang to kill her in front of Yang Shu.
"Stay peacefully." Yang Shu looked at the door and said in a low voice.
Looking at his calm face, Liu Yunxin relaxed unconsciously.
The door creaked, and Mr. Yang's figure gradually became clearer. When he saw Liu Yun, Mr. Yang frowned slightly.
Under the mountain-like pressure, Liu Yun bit the tip of her tongue to prevent herself from kneeling down.
"Grandpa." Yang Shu lifted the quilt, stood up on the bed, and looked at Mr. Yang without evasion.
"Do you want to live?" Mr. Yang's voice contained no emotion or anger.
"I think so." Yang Shu said firmly.
Mr. Yang didn't say anything anymore. He glanced at Liu Yun, turned around and walked out.
"Your Majesty, I don't want to die." Liu Yun grabbed Yang Shu's sleeve and sobbed lightly.
Yang Shu tilted her head at Liu Yun, "The pear blossoms are carrying the rain, which is really pitiful."
"I can't bear the prince's hard heart, and I don't want to coax others." Liu Yun seemed angry and resentful.
"Marshal Yang just took a look at me. Will he deal with me?"
"If he is strong, he will." Yang Shu leaned against the soft pillow, "But now, General Jian'an of the King's Palace has been offended. In such a harsh environment, coupled with his exhausted body, the old man cannot lead him step by step. I'm leaving."
"If I want to live, I have to control the people around me."
"If you don't even have this ability, all your efforts will be in vain."
"He will not interfere with the people or things around me, unless those old people end up."
Patting the bed, Yang Shu motioned Liu Yun to sit down, "Go on, why are you panicking? If you follow me, I will protect you."
The young man's calm face made Liu Yun a little dazed. He couldn't overlap him with the person in his memory. Yang Shu said similar words in Yihonglou, but at that time, it only made people feel arrogant and arrogant, unlike now, inexplicably It makes people believe that he has this ability.
