After Chen Cha came out of Nuan Pavilion, he was not in a hurry and walked towards Tiger Hill in a leisurely manner. As she walked, she thought about whether the people in the room would be frightened when the bow appeared in front of everyone. In fact, in addition to this bow, she also prepared another surprise for her master, which can be regarded as a biography of her master. Although her master came from a wealthy family and was very strict in dealing with people and things, he neglected her and was completely indifferent to her. She could not remember clearly what she had done or experienced. Therefore, she is still needed as an apprentice to help record the records.
Soon returning to the bedroom, Shen Cha pushed open one of the bookshelf, revealing the hidden compartment inside. He took out a book from the innermost position, flipped through two pages, and found a suitable flat book box to put it in. Got in. Then, she pushed open the other side, lifted out the small black box, placed it on the table, and closed the bookshelves on both sides.
Putting the book box into the small black box and closing the lid, Shen Cha took a deep breath and left the bedroom with the small box in hand.
After leaving the bedroom, she did not go directly back to the Nuan Pavilion. She took a detour to the small dining room, packed a box of snacks, told the chefs in the small dining room how hard they had worked, and then slowly walked towards the Nuan Pavilion.
Shen Cha found that as soon as he entered the door, everyone's eyes were focused on him. No, to be precise, they were focused on the small box he was carrying. Even Qin Zheng and Yan Bo looked at it with interest. Come over.
Shen Cha pretended not to see these glances, and walked back to Shen Haolin calmly, patted Song Qiyun who ran over for comfort, put the box and food box into Shen Haolin's hands, and took off his cloak.
"Sister Xiaocha!" Song Qiyun hugged Shen Cha's waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, flattened his mouth, and began to act coquettishly, "Why did it take you so long? We were so anxious to wait!"
"If you don't eat well, why are you waiting for me?" Shen Cha turned to look at Song Qiyun and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, why do you feel that I went out for a while and you suddenly became unhappy? There are dark clouds above your head. What's wrong?"
"It's not that I'm unhappy, I'm just a little worried." Song Qiyun sighed, let go of Shen Cha, pulled the cushion over, and sat down in a very obedient posture, "I was just asking Brother Haolin, when is Thirteen? Only then can I come back.”
"When it's time to come back, he will naturally come back." Shen Cha touched Song Qiyun's head, "As we discussed before, almost everyone thought that he would just die like this. It was too cheap for him. Could it be Don’t your imperial brother understand this? Your imperial sister is a very good, kind, and very enthusiastic person. If something like this happens to her, the whole capital will explode. People who have received your imperial sister’s help , will not let him go so easily, including the ministers in the court and the people in the capital, will not agree. Therefore, if your imperial brother tells them secretly, this person will be sent here to suffer and live a life. When life is worse than death, I believe they will agree very much. Therefore, this swap is the result of the concerted efforts of the entire court and the entire capital. It will definitely succeed, and no one will question it."
"Those who are usually very close to Prince Yihe's Mansion are not willing to see such a result, and they will definitely oppose it."
"But..." Shen Cha sat down, took the hot tea from Shen Haolin, and took a sip, "Are you really close to their family?" She looked up at Qin Zheng, "I can't I don’t deny that the old prince is a very good person, but... there are probably not many people who are close to them. In my impression, the old prince’s old brothers have all passed away, and those who are still alive don’t have much contact with them. "
"Then..." Song Qiyun also glanced at Qin Zheng, "Where is the deputy commander?"
"My master is not very close to him. Moreover, even if my master knew about this matter, he would not excuse him."
"Sister Xiaocha, as you said, the old prince's character is very questionable."
"It's not that there's a problem with his character, it's his attitude towards the three children that makes everyone...how should I put it, disgusted, or disappointed. I feel that a person like the old prince would not do such a thing. ." Shen Haolin let Shen Cha lean on him, "You are too good to the prince, but too indifferent to the other two children. Most people will not accept this."
"That's true!" Song Qiyun nodded, "If I were his son, I might want to get rid of this family in a hurry, otherwise I will always be suppressed by the prince. Not only the old prince, but also the prince is not very fond of his two younger brothers. Well, he was also afraid that his younger brothers would be too powerful and make him look very lackluster, so he allowed his younger brothers to make a lot of jokes."
"It's hard to say." Shen Haolin shook his head. "I don't know what kind of person the prince is. After all, we are at the border and have almost no contact, let alone understanding." He paused for a moment, "But your imperial brother once said that the prince is not an ordinary person. He is a person with great ideas and great ambitions!"
"In his position, it is impossible not to have ambition." Song Qiyun curled his lips, "I don't like that person very much."
"This is different from what you said before!" Shen Cha looked at Song Qiyun with a smile, "Didn't you say you liked him very much before? Does your face hurt if you say that now?"
"Sister Xiaocha, don't say that, I am also a face-conscious person!" Song Qiyun took the plate of dumplings handed over by Xia Jiu, ate one for himself, and fed one to Shen Haolin and Shen Cha, "In the past two days, My mind was very confused, and I recalled it carefully. During the few days I spent in Xijing, I did have contact with the prince a few times, and I also got to know his friends. Now think about it, this person It gives people a weird feeling.”
"Feeling weird?" Shen Haolin and Shen Cha looked at each other, "What's the weird trick?"
"He never follows others' opinions, and is very kind to everyone. He always has a faint smile on his face, but his smile is not sincere and always gives people a sense of distance." Song Qiyun shook his head, "Think about it this way , I feel that this person is very unpredictable. I always have a feeling that even if the imperial brother kicks them out of Xijing, he will still be able to live a prosperous life, but without the title of the crown prince, there are some things to do It’s not particularly convenient to do. It was easy to do before, but now it requires some effort, right?”
"It's not necessarily that this is not his purpose. The title of Crown Prince is very good, but it also has great constraints. Maybe for what he wants to do, the title of Crown Prince will bring a lot of constraints to him." Shen Haolin shook his head. Shaking his head, "Okay, don't dwell on this issue anymore. We will know what it will be like in a few days. There is no point in guessing here now, right?" "
"Okay, let's change the topic." Song Qiyun glanced at the box and asked, "What's in the box?"
"I gave up a topic that couldn't find the answer, and then changed another topic that still couldn't get the answer." Shen Cha chuckled, "Okay, don't worry, you will know soon. By the way..." She turned around and picked up the food box, "I almost forgot about this. I just went to the small kitchen and got some snacks. There is no need to give them to my master, Uncle Yan, and those children. You brothers Divide them up!" She looked at the dishes on Song Qiyun's table, "Jiu'er, eat more dishes, and don't drink secretly!" Seeing Shen Jiu smiling obediently at her, she turned to Xia Jiu, "Don't look at me like that, it's useless. You are not allowed to drink until you are eighteen years old."
"Okay, okay, Sister Xiaocha, we know, we will be obedient." Xia Jiu looked at the small box, "Can we reveal the true identity of this now? Don't delay any longer, everyone is in a hurry. !”
"Since you are all so curious, we won't whet your appetite."
Shen Cha bent down slightly and whispered a few words in Shen Haolin's ear. Hearing her words, Shen Haolin raised his eyebrows.
"Have you taken this out?" He stretched out his hand to tidy up Shen Cha's hair, "Aren't you going to wait any longer? Didn't you say you have to wait until the birthday banquet before giving it to me?"
"I think it's quite appropriate now. I originally thought that he would never come back. Now that they are together again, I will leave this to them and I can retire. What will happen in the future will be It’s up to them to replenish it themselves.”
"What you said makes sense to me. Let's go. If we keep them waiting, they will probably eat us alive." Standing up, Shen Haolin held Shen Cha in one hand and held Shen Cha in the other. Carrying the small black box, he walked to Qin Zheng and Yan Bo. "we are coming."
"You two can really keep your composure and turn a blind eye to so many hot eyes!" Uncle Yan looked at the box in front of him, "You have been mysterious all day, just for the things inside?" He said Looked at Shen Haolin and then at Shen Cha, "What is it?"
"You and Master can take a guess." Shen Cha smiled, "Or just open it."
"Let's just open it and take a look. It's too much trouble to guess." Uncle Yan is also a quick-tempered person in nature. He doesn't like the guessing game, so he opened the lid directly, "Hey, this is Is there another box inside? Does this box also contain something for me? "
"This is a biography I wrote for my master. I started writing it from the day I became a disciple. You two can go back and read it slowly." Shen Cha smiled, "The focus is on the following one. Uncle Yan should be very surprised."
"Really? Let me take a look!"
Taking out the book box, Yan Bo saw what appeared in front of him. He couldn't hold back the tears and fell down.
