Chapter 269 Out of the Palace!

This illusion is partly because Song Yi's demeanor does have the momentum to be the top, but what's more important is that the seventh prince is tired! People tend to amplify the scene in front of them in a trance when they are tired.

In fact, I almost didn't sleep last night. During the day, I played with Song Yi and Zhao Jingxue for a day. Not to mention that the seventh prince is not strong, even a really strong man can't stand this kind of fatigue. The seventh prince has actually been tired for a long time, but he never shows his decadentness in front of Zhao Jingxue! It's like he will definitely get up if he loses to Song Yi... This is a persistence he won't have in front of outsiders!

Seeing that the seventh prince was yawning, Song Yi wanted to ask questions and take notes at the same time. He felt a little angry and couldn't laugh. Finally, he said to him, "Since Your Highness is tired... Then take a break! Even I'm sleepy on this day. Your Highness, I'm afraid I'll break my body!"

The seventh prince said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. If you want to enter the palace, you can't really ask for it. And today's comment with you makes me feel that I have benefited a lot... By the way, are you really not going to be an official? You know, if you change your mind now, I can make an exception to plead with my father for you.

Song Yi was a little moved, but he still answered resolutely, "Your Highness, thank you for your kindness... But I really don't mean to be an official..."

The seventh prince sighed faintly, and the candlelight swayed violently with his sigh. He stretched out his delicate fingers and poked the red candle to tears and said, "I don't know if Qin Fang is incompetent. He tries to do something but always can't do it. If you have half of your knowledge, I'm afraid my father won't do this to me..."

Song Yi was slightly stunned and saw that the seventh prince was lying on the table with a tired and absent-faced face. And what he said seemed to be just a person talking to himself!

"Your Highness is charitable and careful... Let Ming Zhuan admire it. Song Yi said seriously.

In the past few days, not to mention how much he knows about the character of the Seventh Prince, Song Yi can really feel how hard this seemingly weak but strong man has worked to learn the way of Jingguo. Unfortunately, the seventh prince seems to have put his talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting on the processing of folds, which seems to be a completely different world! Maybe this is the fairness and unfairness of God!

God gave the seventh prince a beautiful appearance and an excellent talent and personality, but he did not give him the ability to handle things!

"Charity? Oh... If charity is useful in the heart, how can there be so many wars and poverty in the world? The seventh prince smiled bitterly and looked confused.

Song Yi was silent, and he didn't know how long he had been silent. Finally, he said what he could have said.

"Your Highness, if you really care about Li Shu, you only need to remember one thing to do it!"

The seventh prince raised his face and looked at Song Yi slightly confusedly. He didn't understand the meaning of Song Yi's words.

Song Yi said seriously to the young and beautiful face in front of him, "If your heart is strong, you will move forward."

The seventh prince still asked puzzledly, "What's the solution?"

Song Yi said calmly and seriously, "The reason why it is powerful is that there is a fierce tiger in his heart. One day, Your Highness will understand!"

The seventh prince seemed to have a trace of thought, but he couldn't figure out the clear idea of this sentence. After thinking about it, a burst of fatigue could not resist the attack. Finally, he sighed and yawned lazily and said, "Well... I'm really sleepy. Let's have a rest over there... I'll send my husband out of the palace tomorrow..."

The seventh prince dragged himself up tiredly, and he didn't even bother to take off his clothes. He fell asleep deeply and steadily on the bed!

Song Yi lay on a very comfortable bed but slept uncomfortable! He opened his eyes blankly and looked up, and his mood was complicated.

He finally planted the seed, but he was not very happy. He is not sure whether the seed will germinate one day, but he always feels that if the seed germinates one day, it may also be a sad thing for such a pure person as the seventh prince.

But he doesn't regret it! In any case, the hatred between him and Zhao Ze is always insoluble, and it is because of this that he cruelly and simply refused Ning Shishi and cut off the relationship between them.

At this moment, although Zhao Ze is not in the capital, and the imaginary sea of knives and fire has not appeared. But he knows very well that Zhao Ze, the king of Kang, is much more dazzling than the princes like the seventh prince and the king of Ming, and he is more likely to become the emperor in the future!

Song Yi thinks he is strong and confident, but there is still no one in the world who can beat the emperor.

The emperor can ambush millions of corpses when he is angry! Song Yi was angry and had to calculate slowly... So how can Song Yi really sit back and wait for death before that day comes?

Song Yi's hope was originally on Yue Wu, because Yue Wu clearly showed that he did not support King Kang. But after all, this is just an objective hope, so tonight, Song Yi took advantage of a very delicate atmosphere and finally planted a seed in the heart of the seventh prince.

He did not confirm that the seventh prince would have the courage to win the throne with King Kang one day, but... It is always beneficial for Song Yi to plant a seed.

Song Yi doesn't know that there are many people who are more confused than him tonight! Except for today's son, I don't know how many eyes are hidden outside the palace gate waiting for him to leave the palace.

And among the many mansions in the capital, I don't know how many court officials are speculating about the holy will in their hearts. Even today's left-phase king's style is too late to sleep.

Two days... Song Yi stayed in the palace for two days! This is undoubtedly unimaginable for the officials of the capital who have always smelled the wind.

If you call other officials to stay in the palace overnight, it is enough to become a matter of officials who can do everything to inquire about, but now Song Yi, an unmeritorious person, has stayed in the palace for two days! This really makes a group of officials in the capital who have always been known for their sensitive minds feel helpless!

Of course, the helplessness of the officials is that they can't figure out the holy will. And there is also a person who is not qualified to figure out the holy will - Zhou Bangyan, who is also anxious and very anxious.

Zhou Bangyan's eyes turned a little red. He slept very badly these two days, because he actually heard that Song Yi had been left in the palace for two days.

Zhou Bangyan wants to know why more than anyone else. What he wants to know more is what is written on that piece of paper...

He is very anxious. There is no other explanation for this anxiety! It can only be said that he felt that he was the one who won, but he won, and it was someone else who won the prize, so he was very unhappy!

Song Yi didn't know what was going on outside, and he didn't even know what happened outside the hospital, so he didn't know that Zhou Bangyan had nothing to do outside the palace gate these two days.

Song Yi finally left the palace, with a feeling of being reincarnated. He waved goodbye to the seventh prince in the palace gate, Zhao Jingxue and the two eunuchs, and then walked to the world outside the palace with his head held high.

At this time, if it were Song Yi's imagination, a group of entertainment media reporters would have appeared for interviews. But it's a pity that don't talk about the interview. You can't even see a ghost! Because no one dares to wander outside the palace wall, even those servants sent by officials to inquire about the news had to look at this side from afar.

So when Song Yi met Zhou Bangyan, he was too far away from the scarlet palace wall.

"Are you waiting for me?" Song Yi pointed to himself strangely and asked Zhou Bangyan, who blocked his way.

Zhou Bangyan smiled and said, "Of course... I heard that you were appreciated by the emperor and stayed in the palace for two days?

Only then did Song Yi understand Zhou Bangyan's purpose and said with a smile, "Your face is not very good? Is it really because you are waiting for me here?

"You didn't answer my question?" He felt disgusted with Song Yi's question and frowned slightly.

"You also saw that I came out of there..." Song Yi pointed to the palace gate in the distance and said with a playful smile on his face.

Zhou Bangyan's expression was slightly sluggish, and then his tone was a little complicated, "That piece of paper... It's because of the content on that piece of paper that the emperor left you, right?

Zhou Bangyan's tone is obviously not like a questioning between normal people, and it sounds more like cross-examination. So Song Yi no longer wanted to answer his question. Song Yi stretched out and said indifferently, "Okay... In fact, I'm not a prisoner. I have the right not to answer Master Zhou's words, right? So now I want to go back to the inn to rest..."

"You... Humph, what's written on that piece of paper that makes you so arrogant? If you have the ability, you can say it... You convince me to lose!" Zhou Bangyan said excitedly. He thought he had guessed it right. Everything was because of the paper the little princess handed to Zhao Kuangyin!

Song Yi became impatient. He feels that it is not wrong to have talent, but he feels that he is invincible in the world. Obviously, it is a very naive mistake! Zhou Bangyan looks more like a retarded child at this moment, because he would think that Song Yi was left in the palace because of that piece of paper, and he was even more stupid to think that the emperor left Song Yi because of the victory in poetry...

Song Yi stared at Zhou Bangyan, who was a little gaffe, and said, "If the emperor wants to keep me in the palace, it naturally has the meaning of the emperor. As for you, it's really awesome... But what does this have to do with me? I'm proud of me. What right do you have to accuse me of my pride? Do you think you are qualified to question me if you make a good word? Ridiculous..."