"Your Highness, when we leave the palace incognito this time, we must not reveal our true identities."
"So I can't call you His Highness outside."
"Then what do you want to call me?"
"How about just calling me brother?"
"After all, you are my uncle, so it is reasonable to call me that."
"Well, that's very reasonable."
Zhu Biao nodded, and then left the East Palace with Yang Xuan.
The two of them were walking on the streets of the capital, looking at the vendors shouting on the street; the people rushing about in a hurry for their lives; the rich men in gorgeous clothes holding folding fans; the scholars rushing home with the books they just borrowed in their arms... …
All kinds of things in the world are constantly happening.
Yang Xuan followed Zhu Biao quietly, observing the surroundings vigilantly.
The latter was looking thoughtfully at the various life situations in the market.
In this way, the two of them walked around for more than an hour. Zhu Biao felt a little tired, so he suggested finding a place to take a rest.
"Brother, it just so happens that I know a good place." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"Then lead the way!" Zhu Biao nodded.
But soon, he knew where the good place Yang Xuan was talking about.
"Yang Xuan, you, how could you bring me to a place like this?"
Zhu Biao pulled Yang Xuan and whispered dissatisfiedly.
"Oh, brother, you're here!"
Yang Xuan pulled Zhu Biao into the brothel.
Then I found a private room and ordered two more waiters.
And let people prepare wine and food.
During the preparations, they were the only two people left in the box.
Zhu Biao looked at Yang Xuan: "You, you..."
"As a consort, how dare you come to a place like this?"
"You even brought me here today."
"If your father finds out about this, it will be over for you if he can't deal with it."
Zhu Biao was restless, lowered his voice, and lectured Yang Xuan.
"Hurry, let's leave quickly." Zhu Biao stood up and was about to leave.
How could Yang Xuan let him get his wish?
He pressed Zhu Biao on the chair and immediately began to persuade him: "Oh, brother, we are here just to relax and not do anything else."
"Don't be afraid!"
"Besides, do you think His Majesty won't know if we leave now?"
"Rather than go back and be punished by His Majesty without enjoying anything, it's better to be happy first."
"You are using strong words to make sense." Zhu Biao pointed at Yang Xuan angrily.
Yang Xuan knew that this was Zhu Biao's first time here, so he felt a little uncomfortable.
Then he patiently did ideological work for him.
It wasn't until Zhu Biao mentioned that his mouth was dry that he gave up the idea of going back.
At this time, two stewards also came.
He looks good, he is in his teens and in the prime of his youth.
Yang Xuan did not engage in any prohibited content, he simply asked them to perform their talents.
Zhu Biao realized that he was really just listening to music and enjoying the dance, not what he thought, so he also started drinking wine and eating side dishes, and gradually became immersed in it.
Yang Xuan, who was on the side, had been quietly observing Zhu Biao, and saw that his expression was relaxed, he no longer frowned in thought, and there was an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.
Zhu Biao has been busy with state affairs these years and has no time to relax. Yang Xuan brought Zhu Biao here just to let him relax.
After an unknown amount of time, after enjoying the talent show of the two gentry, Yang Xuan asked them to leave and asked someone to clear the table.
Looking back, I suddenly found that Zhu Biao was sitting by the window, staring at the bustling crowd outside the window in a daze.
Yang Xuan didn't bother. He felt that Zhu Biao at this moment should be his true self!
He quietly walked out of the box, asked for pen and paper, and drew this scene.
Because Zhu Biao like this will most likely never be seen again.
As the prince and crown prince, responsible for the hope and future of the country, Zhu Biao has always been strict with himself, gentle with others, and learned how to govern the country.
I have never been my true self.
Even he himself doesn't know what his true self is like.
At dusk, the two of them left the brothel. Zhu Biao looked back with some reluctance.
However, he quickly hid this reluctance and did not let Yang Xuan notice it.
On the way back to the East Palace, Zhu Biao asked: "When you came to the brothel before, was this always the case?"
What Zhu Biao means is that Yang Xuan only comes here to listen to music?
"Do you think I look like a fool?"
"No matter what you do, nothing will happen. If you do something, something will happen. I still understand."
Yang Xuan replied.
"Besides, I haven't been here since I got married to An Qing. If I didn't take you to relax today, I wouldn't have come."
"So it's my fault?"
"That's about right. If His Majesty tries to deal with me later, please remember to beg for mercy, and we will be even."
"You...you, you were the one who obviously took me there, but I couldn't even say no, yet you forced me in, and now you're beating me up." Zhu Biao laughed angrily, pointing at Yang Xuan with helplessness. .
"hey-hey!"
"After all, you are also my uncle, right?"
…
Imperial Palace, Wuying Hall.
Lao Zhu is getting angry.
"This bastard dares to take the crown prince to such a smoky place. If something goes wrong with Biao'er, let's see how we deal with him."
At this moment, Erhu came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and Marquis Changping have arrived at the East Palace."
"Call them two here." Lao Zhu said.
"yes."
Soon, Yang Xuan and Zhu Biao arrived outside Wuying Hall.
The two looked at each other and both guessed why Lao Zhu called them here.
"Your Highness, please go first."
Yang Xuan spoke first.
Facing Zhu Biao's confused eyes, Yang Xuan spoke again: "As a minister, it's hard to walk in front of His Highness!"
Hearing this, Zhu Biao glared at Yang Xuan fiercely, then took a deep breath and walked in as if he were dead.
Yang Xuan lowered his head and followed closely, his little heart beating rapidly.
"My son, please see your father!"
"Your Majesty, Yang Xuan, comes to see you!"
Lao Zhu looked at the two people in front of him and did not let them get up. Instead, he snorted deeply.
Zhu Biao and Yang Xuan did not dare to speak, and the scene suddenly fell into silence.
However, this silence did not last long, only Lao Zhu said: "You are really our good prince and son-in-law!"
"Yang Xuan, as a minister and a consort, you secretly took the prince to such a smoky place. What exactly did you think?"
"It's nothing, I just want the prince to relax."
"I saw that the prince was busy with state affairs all day long, and he became tired and thin."
Yang Xuan explained.
"We've been busy with state affairs all day, so why are we okay?"
"Don't use the prince as an excuse."
Lao Zhu said in a deep voice.
"Then, Your Majesty, I...will take you to relax for a while?" Yang Xuan pondered for two seconds and asked cautiously.
"What?"
"You, what are you talking about?" After hearing Yang Xuan's words, Lao Zhu was instantly furious.
Looking around, he saw the Emperor's Sword hanging on the wall.
With a bang, Lao Zhu pulled out his sword and tried to kill Yang Xuan.
When the latter saw this, he screamed, jumped up from the ground, turned around and ran away.
Zhu Biao on the side was extremely moved when he saw this.
Good brother-in-law, it seems that I have not spoiled you in vain. At the critical moment, you know how to help me attract the anger of my father.
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