After receiving the double gifts and carefully picking a few bells, Qiao Yu finally settled down and sat on the stone bench honestly waiting for today's dinner.

This is the meal that Qiao Yu had been waiting for for a long time, but when he opened the food box, he was stunned when he saw the dishes inside. There were only two bowls of rice, which was also small in portions. A plate of dried vegetables without oil and water, plus a bowl of boiled tofu in water, and even chopped green onions were not added. Judging from the color and smell, it was probably the leftovers of yesterday. It is still summer and the meal has not been stored for a long time. Yesterday's dishes have been left until today, and they have long changed their taste and can't be eaten. It is even worse than those dry foods.

This is the secret rule in the palace. No one is favored, and the performance of the superiors has been deducted into oil and water. Not only can they not get good things from Taifujian, but even the food is left over from others, which is difficult to swallow.

Qiao Yu has been staying in the East Palace, innocent and childish, and has no idea of ​​the rules in the palace.

Jing Yan's expression did not change. He brought out two bowls of rice, placed the fried vegetables and clean water tofu in front of Qiao Yu, and then blew the candles and ate it slowly, as if nothing was wrong.

Qiao Yu hugged the glass lamp in her arms, and looked at Jing Yan's movements, as if she was encouraged. She stretched out her hand and took a few bites of the rice in a daze, but she could no longer stuff it. He had always felt wronged, but because he had the idea of ​​going to the imperial kitchen to get delicious food in a few days and could barely hold it in front of him, but now he couldn't do it all at once, and he cried sadly.

He had so many tears that he had been crying for so long. After a while, he wet half of the table and slowly soaked along the sunken patterns on the stone table.

Jing Yan didn't coax him. He was as far away as half a table from him. His eyes were plain and calm, and he fell on him casually. The gentleness of the glass lamp just now disappeared, as if it never existed. "Xiaoyu, do you feel wronged? I regret it, I want it,"

He paused, his voice softened a little, "Leave?"

The shadows of the trees were dense and the lights were dark, covering most of Jingyan. He seemed to have sunk into the darkness.

After hearing this, Qiao Yu was stunned by the hand that had secretly wiped the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were flowing down her cheeks, and she fell on the rice in the bowl. There was only this subtle sound around her. This was different from his usual times. If he really felt sad and sad, he would not cry too hard. Instead, he did not say a word, hugged his knees and buried his face in, so that others could not see him. He slowly curled up into a ball, with the spine on his back slightly raised and covered by his long black hair, looking silent and pitiful.

I was just sad just now, but now I really hurt my heart.

Jing Yan put down the chopsticks, he stood up, stood there, hesitated for a while, but did not move.

The night wind rustled, blowing across the branches, the candlelight kept shaking. Qiao Yu was bright and dark. He thought for a long time, but didn't know what to say to express his feelings. The hoarse tone accompanied by unstoppable burp, he said word by word, "The food is not delicious at all, it's very annoying. I feel sad, but I never thought about leaving. Before coming here, I thought about everything, and I thought about being discovered, and maybe I died. But I still want to come with Your Highness, live and die together."

He has a very naive personality. He is like all children, and he is flirting with the new and tired of the old. He likes what he sees, but he is a little unconscientious. He seems to be unable to remember what others are doing to him, but in fact he understands it in his heart.

After coming here, Qiao Yu had never planned to leave. He was just sad and wronged, wanted to cry and coax, but he never thought that Jing Yan would say that.

Jing Yan was stunned and stood in the distance. He knew that Qiao Yu could joke and make a fuss, but he would not tell lies sincerely. He seemed a little confused. The child in front of him, such a small ball, did he have so much sincerity come from, and he still gave it to him.

He unconsciously took two steps forward and wanted to wipe Qiao Yu's tears, but Qiao Yu became stubborn and awkward, and he didn't want to do so. Jing Yan didn't force it. He put his hand under Xiaoyu's knees and slowly grabbed the small hand. His palm was very soft and hot, as if it had made Jing Yan's chest hot.

"I said the wrong thing, I'm a bad guy," Jing Yan slowly leaned down, squatted beside Qiao Yu's stone bench, raised his head and said in his ear: "Forgive me, okay?"

After a long time, Qiao Yu raised her face, glanced at Jing Yan secretly through the gap, and replied stammeringly: "It was just a bad guy! I lied to me today and ate my bell grass, and disliked me. Since I just came, I have been disgusted..."

It's really big or small, and I love to make old accounts.

Jing Yan smiled and knew that Qiao Yu was not too sad. He was only three years older than Qiao Yu, but he was a big taller. He stood up and easily picked up Qiao Yu, who was like a ball, and then sat on the stone bench and placed Qiao Yu on himself.

Qiao Yu struggled a little, and didn't use any strength. It was like a child's quarrel and asked the adults to coax him. However, Jing Yan tied his hands and feet tightly in his arms. Qiao Yu had to stay in peace. After a while, he pretended to behave: "But, Your Highness gave me another glass lamp. The lamp is so beautiful. I will forgive you."

Jing Yan touched his back and naturally continued: "Thank you Xiaoyu for forgiveing ​​me, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

Qiao Yu raised his head, full of doubts and inquiry, "Really?" He had been with the prince for three years, and had never heard of the prince who didn't know how to do it. Maybe it was because he cried too much today, his eyes were swollen like two peaches, and his eyes were blurry in front of him, and he couldn't see Jing Yan's expression very clearly.

Jing Yan couldn't bear it and nodded seriously, "Of course it's true." But he couldn't let Qiao Yu be willful, Jing Yan got up, went to the well on the other side of Taiqing Palace to fetch water on the stove, and put it on the stove.

Only Qiao Yu was left next to the stone pavilion.

There was only a faint sound of summer cicadas around. The big bird flew past the eaves and a huge shadow fell. It was a bit terrifying. Qiao Yu hugged the glass lamp in her arms, wanted to see it, but was a little scared. Finally, she jumped off the steps and ran towards Jing Yan.

As soon as he saw the figure of the prince, he immediately jumped up and shouted loudly, "Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Jing Yan smiled, walked towards the light, and suddenly corrected him, "I am not the prince anymore, I still call me Your Highness."

Qiao Yu walked through the weeds and grabbed Jing Yan's wide sleeves, "The prince is the prince, even if it is not someone else's, it is mine."

Jing Yan stopped, "Do you know my name?" He was originally the crown prince, his name was noble and he was not easily mentioned. Even Emperor Yuande and Empress Chen only called him "the crown prince".

Qiao Yu was stunned and nodded, "Everyone knows it." But no one dared to say it.

He was very close to Jing Yan, and when he looked up, he could see the prince's face slightly lowered. He only heard the prince say, "In addition to that, I have a nickname, do you know?"

How could he know? He raised his head, his skin as white as jade, and he was eager to listen to what Jing Yan said next. If it wasn't really unrealistic, he would want to climb up along Jing Yan's calves.

Jing Yan smiled meaningfully, and the half-closed phoenix eyes covered most of the expression. Qiao Yu was hugging a glass lantern in it. It was the only light around here.

He thought for a moment and said, "That name was given by my mother. Since she went there, no one has known it."

"Call, Ah Ci."

No matter what name it is, it exists because it is known.

When Jing Yan was born, the emperor and the empress were loving. Emperor Yuande was in the private expedition. When he landed, he did not forget to write a letter and whip back and appointed as the crown prince. Sitianjian told Jing Yan fortune-telling, saying that it was a natural emperor's destiny, and all of them were good. When Empress Chen heard this, she just smiled, but in a blink of an eye, she sent someone to Dabei Temple. The abbot didn't know that it was the fate of the crown prince, and said that the day and time of birth were not good, the master was murdered, the parents were weak, and the family was not at peace for half a lifetime. Empress Chen had not closed her eyes for several nights, and sincerely copied several Buddhist scriptures, invited the eternal lamp, and worshiped them together in Dabei Temple. She gave him such a nickname, engraved on the longevity lock, but no one told him, and could not tell the prince's destiny was not bad. Only occasionally Jing Yan fell asleep would squat in front of his bed and said to him softly: "Aci, grow up quickly."

She was afraid that she would not be able to protect Jing Yan and that she would not be able to grow up. She was also afraid that he would be alone in the future and be alone.

Now that Empress Chen has passed away, Qiao Yu has known the existence of this name again.

When Jing Yan raised Queen Chen and was slightly stunned, Qiao Yu tiptoed and touched Jing Yan's forehead very hard, and solemnly promised: "Then I will, I will, and will never forget it."

Finally, he added a gentle sentence, "Aci."

This is a secret that only he and the prince know. It entrusts the deceased Empress’s earnest expectations and blessings for Jing Yan, and is Qiao Yu’s treasure.

He thought that this treasure was as important as the jade pendant given to him by his grandmother on his neck.

Jing Yan no longer lost his mind. He held Qiao Yu's hand and walked towards the stone table, "Don't force it if you don't like the food. There is still a steamed bun left at noon. You dip it in the soup."

Qiao Yuwen nodded aggrievedly and stopped talking.

From that day on, every morning, Qiao Yu would go out to the imperial kitchen to ask for food for a day. Bai Xusan flattered others, but became arrogant and domineering in front of Qiao Yu. No matter what, there would be no good food. Fortunately, Anping was very popular in the imperial kitchen. The steamed buns steamed from white flour were not expensive. He often could steal some for Qiao Yu. Changle could only turn a blind eye. Anyway, it was not a big deal. Qiao Yu was still wronged and sad, but the happiness of being with Jing Yan was much more than pain, so he would only be lost at the moment of eating, and once the taste was gone, he would be happy again.

Times always pass quickly, and summer is about to pass.

Jing Yan looked at Qiao Yu's lively figure, the bones on his back were slightly raised, and his long disguised hair was no longer as black as oily as usual.

He turned his head and looked at the sky through the window. It was almost night.
Chapter completed!