After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Ye Qianchen finally walked around the palace twice in a muddle-headed manner, and went back to Qianchen Hall to approve the paper.

He is the king of a country in the end, and the heavy responsibility on his shoulders does not allow him to be presumptuous.

Besides, he didn't know what he was presumptuous, he only knew that his mind was turned into a mess, and he didn't understand why he always felt that his heart was empty, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and press it.

Bai Yinglan has been waiting in Qianchen Hall for Ye Qianchen to return.

Seeing him appear, Bai Yinglan immediately greeted her, and asked with tears, "Wang... why did you go to the Silk Cloud Palace, are you...reluctant to bear the beauty of Ji?"

Now Bai Yinglan no longer calls Ji Ruoqing a sister, she has told Ye Qianchen completely that she hates Ji Ruoqing, but Ye Qianchen clearly agreed to kill Ji Ruoqing, but pretended nothing happened.

So Bai Yinglan panicked, she was afraid to hear a positive answer from Ye Qianchen's mouth.

Fortunately, Ye Qianchen's eyes suddenly dazzled with a cold light, and said coldly, "Yulan, Hugh is so nonsense, how can I not bear her? When she wants to roll, she rolls away. Gu didn't want to see her at all!"

"..." Bai Yinglan's eyes were faintly fluctuating with water, why did she hear him say this, she felt even more faintly uneasy...

"Okay, Yinglan. There is still a lot of government affairs that the lonely has to deal with. Please go back and recuperate. Don't think about it anymore."

After Ye Qianchen's exhortation, without giving Bai Yinglan a chance to say anything, he quickly ordered the two little palace ladies to help Bai Yinglan go back to Fangya Hall to rest.

Seeing Bai Yinglan leave the Qianchen Hall, Ye Qianchen quietly breathed a sigh of relief without even realizing that he himself, sitting beside the table with red sandalwood inlaid with white jade, earnestly approving the paper.

After reading a copy, Ye Qianchen suddenly raised his head and asked habitually, "What's happening in the Xianyun Temple?"

"..." Su Quan was a little surprised, didn't he just come back from there...?

But he still lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Return to the king, Mr. Ji is in the process of packing things up. It is estimated that it will take a long time to clean up before everything can be packed."

"Yeah..." Ye Qianchen faintly replied, and his slender fingers began to gently clasp the table, his voice said leisurely, "Continue."

Su Quan: "..."

Su Quan didn’t understand what else to continue, and began to wonder if Ye Qianchen wanted to listen to Ji Meiren’s movement, but yesterday the king had said that if he dared to mention Ji Meiren’s thing, he would be cut off. Head...

It's really hard to do...

Su Quan was entangled, not knowing whether it was improper, Ye Qianchen had already snorted coldly from his nose, pretending to be alienated and indifferently asked: "Ji Ruoqing... Is there any irregular movement?"

Su Quan's head hung lower: "As far as the minion knows, Ji Meiren is not doing anything else, everything is as usual."

"..." Ye Qianchen really wanted to remove the Xianyun Temple's eyeliner, and every time he reported back with the words "business as usual", I really don't know what is the use of them? !

Ye Qianchen, who had obviously sunk for several minutes, turned his gaze back to the book in front of him, and dealt with the backlog of memorials seriously.

This busy time came to Haishi.

Su Quanjue said, except that Wang asked five or six times what Ji Mei was doing and had no appetite for dinner, everything seemed to be business as usual, no different from the past.

Su Quan's heart also turned into a mess, I don't know if it is time to remind the king to stay, so as not to be sad in the future, or pretend that he can't see anything and let him leave the palace.

Ye Qianchen finished the last memorial with a calm expression, his expression still vacillating, his dark pupils were moving violently under the light, and he didn't know how he was feeling at this time.

Seeing him staring at the beating lanterns for a while, he asked quietly, "Ji Ruoqing is now..."

Su Quan, who was already used to being asked for a long time, immediately replied: "Return to the king, by this time Jimei has already fallen asleep."

"..." Ye Qianchen's eyes flickered slightly, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly. "Are they all packed?"

"Yes... The slave arranged for the car to be sent out of the palace... Does the king think it's okay?" Su Quan asked tentatively.

Ye Qianchen was silent again, and after a while, he squeezed out a word.

"good."

It seemed to be a word popping out of his teeth. After speaking, Ye Qianchen suddenly got up and walked straight out.

Su Quan was a little confused, and hurried to follow, but did not dare to ask where Ye Qianchen was going.

Until Ye Qianchen suddenly stopped outside the hall, he said in a deep voice, "Call Gu's steps."

"Yes..." Su Quan quickly sent the little **** next to him to run errands to shout, and then asked cautiously, "Where is the king going?"

Ye Qianchen fixedly looked at the direction of the Xianyun Temple, his eyes were extinguished, and it appeared extremely deep and gloomy in this night.

When the little eunuchs came with their feet, Ye Qianchen sat down, suddenly his eyes changed slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Send the lonely out of the palace. Su Quan, you don't have to follow."

"Yes..." Su Quan was silent, afraid to ask more, and could only watch Ye Qianchen's steps drift away and disappear into the thick night.

...

Ye Qianchen left the palace this time, just wanting to relax by herself.

Although the palace is big, I always feel that Ji Ruoqing's figure is everywhere, like an invisible silk thread, so that he can't even breathe smoothly, as if something is pressed in his heart, and as if something is missing, it is very uncomfortable.

On the contrary, Liuhu outside the palace, caged in the dark blue night, the boats are lightly painted, like stars in the Milky Way, and with the gentle breeze of the evening breeze, his depression and boredom have also disappeared a lot. .

In the painting boat docking, there is also an "old friend" of Ye Qianchen, the girl named Qingyan.

Qingyan was leaning on the side of the painted boat, wearing a blue floral satin dress, holding a white jade hook and moiré cigarette pot in his hand, spitting out the lingering smoke towards Ye Qianchen, Mei smiled and said: "Long time no see, Ye Son~"

Ye Qianchen glanced at her coldly, kept silent, and continued to walk along the shore of the lake.

Qingyan knew that he was lavish, naturally reluctant to let go of such a deal, and hurriedly greeted him and stopped Ye Qianchen's path: "The evening wind is cold and cold, why don't you get on the boat to drink a drink and warm your body?"

Seeing that Ye Qianchen still didn't want to take care of her, Qingyan continued: "Today, the son is upset, but it is because of the last thing? Has the son ever tried to block the face of your beautiful concubine when he went back? Thinking that the person underneath is her?"

"..." Ye Qianchen's footsteps paused slightly, but soon returned to the indifferent appearance of a stranger, "what about it? Anyway, she will... leave the house tomorrow."

Qingyan pursed her lips slightly, and said with a chuckle: "My son is deeply rooted in love~"

"What are you talking about?! Who has the deep roots of love?!" Ye Qianchen suddenly turned his head, staring at Qingyan, killing the accident, as if she made a mistake and was about to take her life.

Qing Yan was frightened for a long time by his compelling aura, but thinking of the few gold ingots he had earned from him by talking to him casually before, Qing Yan decided to seek wealth and wealth.

"My son, please calm down. As far as Qingyan knows, there is a concubine with a peerless appearance in your mansion, and a concubine who looks very much like that concubine, who is kind to you and intends to lift her to be a regular wife in the future. Is it right?" Qing Yan said slowly.

"...Hmm." Ye Qianchen hummed from his nose, and the black in his eyes was thicker than the night.

Qingyan hooked her lips and continued: "Obviously, according to what you said, that precious concubine's position in your heart is incomparable to that concubine. But Qingyan met you three times, and you did it all three times. The concubine’s affairs are annoying, and your concubine is rarely mentioned, so now..."

"You fell in love with your concubine and didn't know it. That's why you have these boring things! Don't worry, you will understand when you look at your heart, and you won't have these unnecessary troubles. Well! People are always trapped and disturbed by love. Even an unusual person like you, son, can't escape the word "love"..."

Ye Qianchen frowned tightly and looked at Qingyan with "you are already dead" eyes: "What are you talking about?"

Qingyan shrugged nonchalantly and smiled: "You know, what is love?"

Ye Qianchen looked indifferent, and said meaninglessly: "I don't know, I don't want to know."

Qingyan continued to smile: "That's a pity."

Ye Qianchen's eyes were full of disdain: "Heh, what is love? What's the use? Can it help me unify the mountains and rivers?"

If ordinary people hear such words as Yitong Shanhe is extremely rebellious, but Qingyan’s face has not changed, just smiled and said: "The son doesn’t know yet. If there is love, you might think that Yitong Shanhe is also It’s not important. It’s not important to stay in history, and it’s not important to be famous. As long as you can be with the one you love, everything is not that important."

"Heh." Ye Qianchen snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "It sounds like a waste, I don't need it."

Qingyan hooked her lips, and sighed with regret: "What can we do then? Seeing this, the son has already fallen in love with your concubine. If this goes on, I am afraid I will fall in love with her sooner or later... "

"Like it?" Ye Qianchen's sword eyebrows were tightly twisted, and there was a blackness in his eyes.

Qingyan pursed his mouth and looked at the lake wrinkled by the wind. He looked far away and said softly: "In our life, we will always meet all kinds of people, and we will also involuntarily classify them in our hearts. Who belongs to this category, who You belong to that category, but only people you like can’t be classified, as if it’s not appropriate to put it in any category, you can only put it in your heart."

"Young Master Ye, what do you think?" Qingyan Danfeng raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Ye Qianchen, who was obviously lost in thought, jokingly.

Ye Qianchen suddenly realized that Qingyan did not speak any more, only the evening breeze was quiet and the lake color was gentle. He suddenly woke up, gave her a fierce look, and warned in a vicious voice: "What kind of like, what kind of classification... Today I will not kill. You, if you dare to talk nonsense next time, be careful of your life!"

Qingyan: "..."

...

Ye Qianchen was in a better mood, but because of Qingyan's nonsense, it became extremely bad.

He sullenly walked by Liuhu, his heart became more and more chaotic, and he couldn't help thinking of what Qingyan said.

What love...what like...what classification.

Love someone without the lofty ambition to dominate the mountains and rivers? What kind of waste is that?

Like will develop into love? Is Ji Ruoqing worthy?

What's more, he doesn't like Ji Ruoqing at all, because he can completely classify Ji Ruoqing.

Ji Ruoqing, in his classification, is the kind of people who don't know the heights of the earth the most.

Although there is only Ji Ruoqing in this category...

Ye Qianchen's face was slightly stunned, and the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he was. In the end, his thoughts were more complicated than before he went back to the palace.

The horizon gradually revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly. He didn't know why, but after returning to the palace, he subconsciously arrived at the door of the Xianyun Temple.

I was shocked to find that the Xianyun Temple had gone to the building, and only two sweeping maids were cleaning the courtyard that was a little messy because they had just moved things.

Ye Qianchen's eyes were calm, suppressing the surging emotions, and asked coldly: "Where are Ji Ruoqing and others?"

The little palace lady who was soothed was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of Ye Qianchen, and said quickly: "Wang, Ji...Master Ji and the others have already left the palace."

Ye Qianchen's face was slightly cold, and he couldn't take care of the others anymore, and suddenly sprinted all the way back to Qianchen Palace.

No one in the palace has ever seen Night Qianchen run like this, so wherever he went, the palace people could not react to salute for a while, standing in amazement, watching Ye Qianchen flash past like a gust of wind. .

Su Quan also saw Ye Qianchen like this for the first time, and saw his tall figure rushing from a distance, his smile stiffened in astonishment: "Wang...you are back..."

Ye Qianchen stopped abruptly. After stopping like this, he still didn't change his face and heartbeat. Instead, he said in a cold voice, "Get ready for the horse."

"Okay." Seeing that Ye Qianchen suddenly regained his composure, Su Quan slowly ordered the little **** beside him to prepare for the horse.

The little **** also took small steps to the stables in the palace.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qianchen yelled abruptly, his face furious: "Run for Guquan!"

Palace people: "..."

...

Ye Qianchen finally waited anxiously for his sweaty BMW to come over, and hurriedly flew on the horse, but without paying attention to telling Su Quan and the others to follow, he galloped out of the palace.

Ji Ruoyu and Ji Ruoqing did not drive fast because they carried too much weight.

Ye Qianchen rode and rushed for a stick of incense, and saw the back of their party from a distance on Zhuque Street, the only way to the outside of the palace.