Chapter 232 Meet Zhao Yuanzuo again

In the night, the carriage rolled around the moonlight. In the carriage, Chai Qingyun was full of joy, calculating what kind of gift to give as a late gift. Even the unbeginning child planned the meeting gift, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes clapping his hands and cheering. It looked like a little woman's soft and charming.

On the one hand, although Yang Yanzhao smiled and did not say anything, his heart became more and more heavy. He understood that Zhao Dezhao's ending was sad and desolate, so since he met him, he had been respectful and far away. Even if he had promised to help him, he had never thought of becoming the Yan Wang faction openly.

At present, Pan Ying has just been pregnant, not to mention the child, and in the year of school, it is also five or six years later. At that time, some things may have been clear.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Chai Qingyun, who was still in joy. Yang Yanzhao felt a little unspeakable and powerless, and only hoped that Zhao Dezhao would not make trouble.

Otherwise, with Chai Qingyun's relationship, how can he stand by and watch?

Depression was knotted in his heart, and Yang Yanzhao could only lean on the carriage and closed his eyes and sighed.

He sent Chai Qingyun back to the princess's mansion. The old driver lost his direction, and the carriage continued to move forward for a few more than a few hours. Outside the alley, Yang Yanzhao got out of the carriage, thanked the unsmiling old servant of the Yanwang Mansion, and went straight to the yard.

Returning to the yard, everyone had rested and looked around. Only he and the ventilation room, the light was still on. When he walked to the porch, he turned around. I don't know when the lamp in the ventilation room had been extinguished.

When he opened the door, he saw Luo's daughter holding the book under the lamp. The latter saw Yang Yanzhao and hurriedly greeted him, "Liulang, you're back."

Pushing the tea handed over by the Cairo woman, Yang Yanzhao said bitterly, "I was invited by the Yan Palace halfway. The tea was full and talked, so it was delayed for some hours."

Hearing the words, Luo's girl answered with a smile, "The slave family thought that Sister Chai would leave Liulang in the princess's mansion, the golden jade bed, and Lingluo was stricken. It's so unhappy."

After saying that, he was already laughing, his shoulders trembled and his branches trembled.

"What a little lady with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, what a 'golden jade bed, Lingluo quilt, so unhappy'. Tonight, let me be happy with you!"

Hearing some of Meng Lang's words, Luo's girl was shocked. She was not prepared, but she had been picked up by Yang Yanzhao. In a few breaths, she arrived at the bed.

"Rokuro, don't..."

His face was full of red glow. Such shyness had already made Yang Yanzhao's heart ripple. He whispered with a bad smile, "Everyone has rested. Qinger, should we also go to bed?"

After saying this sentence, Yang Yanzhao was very familiar with his hand into Chai Qingyun's clothes, felt the temperature of the clothes inside, stroked the already hot jade body, and finally stopped on the jade and peak that could not be held, which was warm and soft.

Kiss your neck, kiss your ears, and then go to other places that can be touched. In your arms, Luo's eyebrows are affectionate, and her cheeks are dyed red, full of all kinds of charm that you can't usually have.

The heart rippled more and more, and Yang Yanzhao only felt a little obsessed. The deep desire in his heart finally burst out under the depression of many days.

The clothes, one layer, two layers, and three layers, were all faded. Yang Yanzhao, who was reflected in the emerald green embroidered belly, was even more distracted. He hurriedly took off his clothes and attached them.

When the body was connected, Luo's girl's delicate body suddenly trembled, but later, her arms wrapped around his neck, her eyes were blurred, she smiled shyly, and took the initiative to kiss Yang Yanzhao.

How can he not let his blood boil?

Immediately in the shadow of the light, in the mering tent, a jade arm shook quickly, and a golden lotus was held high. A warbler muttered, and a swallow muttered. It's like Jun Rui meets Ying Niang, just like Song Yu stealing the goddess. The oath of the mountains and the sea is faintly in my ears; the butterfly is in love with the bee, but it can't be done.

Being turned over by the red waves, the breasts are a little crispy; the tent is held with a silver hook, and the eyebrows are bent and the jade face is bowed. Several clouds and rains, several drunkenness, I'm so unhappy.

Before dawn, I woke up in the gentle countryside, but found that the person beside the pillow had gone. I was afraid that everyone would notice it when they woke up. Thinking of the joy last night, Yang Yanzhao only felt refreshed.

He wore a black strong dress neatly placed at the edge of the table, holding a copper basin, and when he went out of the house to get water, he happened to see the Luo girl who was already busy in the room. Her face was red and her eyebrows were still springy, which made him feel refreshed again.

"Deng Tuzi."

She laughed and scolded in a low voice. The Luo girl lowered her head shyly and turned around and walked into the hall. Yang Yanzhao, who was left in place, had to smile.

After washing up, he practiced his hands in the yard as usual. In his ear, the sound of chickens also faintly came. After a while, Guo Huai and others also got up one after another, and the yard became lively again.

After breakfast, Yang Yanzhao did not go out with Zhang Qian and Guo Huai. With Li Fang's words, he didn't want to go to Hanlin Courtyard. Instead, he found a beautifully carved square box and put the pen and ink into it. Then he walked to the imperial city.

At the entrance of the alley, he happened to meet Chai Qingyun in a carriage. In order not to make rumors in Bianliang City, Yang Yanzhao did not get on the car. He just said a few words and asked her to go to the yard to find Luo's daughter.

Shuttle between travelers, looking at the spring flowers all over the city, I also feel a little comfortable.

In front of the imperial city, Yang Yanzhao felt that he didn't know when. Suddenly, he had a little uneasiness. He quickly thought about the idea of making money in his mind and secretly made up his mind. If Zhao Guangyi disagreed, he would play tricks today and never leave the Zichen Hall.

With such a little vitality, you have to risk your life to fight.

There is a token given yesterday. Between the palace gates, it is unimpeded. Walking in the Zhu Hall of Huaque, the wings are covered with cloth, the buildings are high, the jade is carved, and the golden wall is decorated.

Wo Cai's hair is colorful, and the scenery is bright and bright. Although he had been here the day before yesterday, Yang Yanzhao still felt dizzy and had to sigh in his heart that the imperial palace was magnificent and ingenious.

With a pen box, I wanted to go to the Zichen Hall, but now I have solved the silver that I have been thinking about for a long time. However, before walking through the green jade and blue water, I saw a group of people coming. Zhao Yuanzuo, the leader, wearing a purple robe embroidered with green patterns, stuffed into the white jade belt at his waist, and wearing colorful dark flower cloud brocade shoes on his feet.

The black hair is combed with a neat bun on the top of the head, covered in a delicate white jade crown, with a pale green silk crown strap hanging from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot tied on the lower forehead.

It's like a jade tree in the wind, and it's noble.

"Lord Yang!"

Zhao Yuanzuo, who was walking, suddenly shouted happily, and then strode forward. A group of followers around him walked quickly and walked to Yang Yanzhao.

"I have met Your Highness."

Just as he was about to bend over and salute, Zhao Yuanzuo had already stepped forward to help him, "Lord Yang, there is no need for courtesy. Xiao Wang just heard that Master Li said that Lord Yang was going to go to the palace to lecture, but he didn't expect to break up early, and this happened."

The words are still full of familiarity, and he has not mentioned the matter of the 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms', which makes Yang Yanzhao a little happy in his heart. He is the emperor's respect, can be pure and kind-hearted. He is not annoyed when he hears the admonishment, and he has the style of a virtuous king. Therefore, he smiled and said, "Yang Jing is shallow in learning, and the official family and the prince are in love. His heart is full of panic. He can only do his duty. Retribution to Wang Long's kindness.

"Yang's talent is eight buckets, four books and five classics, poetry and piano are all good. The thin gold calligraphy created is even more shocking to the secular world. In fact, it is rare for me to get handsome in the Song Dynasty. It is Xiao Wang's blessing to have Lord Yang as a teacher."

With that, he turned his head and asked the Qingyi waiter beside him to mention the pen box in Yang Yanzhao's hand. "This thing in the study room is also quite tiring for Lord Yang to carry every time he enters the palace. It's better to stay at Xiao Wang's place and have a leisure time, right?"

The little eunuch came to pick it up. Yang Yanzhao had to hand it forward, but the smile on his face was accepted. "Your Highness, although Yang Jing was ordered to teach some calligraphy, pen and ink, the teacher still did not dare to take responsibility. I hope your Highness will not mention it again, so as not to embarrass the minister."

The teacher of the prince should be Taishi, Taifu, Taibao, such as Zhao Pu, who often follows the way of Zhao Yuanzuo, a professor of the East Palace, or a bachelor of Hanlin. Li Fang also enters the palace from time to time and teaches the principles of sages.

And he is just a little Hanlin servant. Although he has the intention to enter the palace, how can he come from the master of the prince?

Seeing Yang Yanzhao's solemnity on his face, Zhao Yuanzuo, who was full of smiles, swam around with his eyes, and then whispered, "Lord Yang is always so humble. He should be admired by Xiao Wang."

Hearing this change of words, Yang Yanzhao calmed down and said a few words to Zhao Yuanzuo. Then he wanted to go to the saint. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a cheer.

"Brother Prince!"