After many years of construction, the palace has not been repaired except for heavy snow in the capital and most of the houses of Taiqing Palace were crushed. The place inside the Taiqing Palace is not small, but it is cold and cold, with wasteland trees and weeds, and there is no way to find it. The tiles on the roofs of the side halls on the east and west sides were overturned, and only the green tiles on the main hall seemed to be tightly covered, barely able to live in people.

Jing Yan only asked Qiao Yu one sentence, and said nothing more, turned around and stepped down the steps and walked towards the main hall.

Qiao Yu retracted his hand aggrievedly. If it were the same, the prince would have carried himself to the soft-collapse to get pastry to make him happy. But he thought that now is different from the past. The queen had just passed away, and the prince was sad and sad, and his temperament changed, so it was natural that he could not take care of himself.

He has thought it very clearly these days. In the past, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took care of him, and from now on, he has to take good care of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The rain stopped, and the branches and leaves on the tall trees were still filled with water, ticking when they fell to the ground.

The weeds and shrubs in the courtyard have not been trimmed for many years and have grown very tall and flourished, spreading to the road. It was fine if Jing Yan was tall. As soon as Qiao Yu entered the yard, she was submerged in the grass, revealing only the hard head that a little eunuch used to wearing.

He groaned and carried the bedding for rest tonight, and was still struggling in the weeds, but suddenly his wrist slighted. It turned out that Jing Yan turned around again, took the package in his hand, and then carried Qiao Yu in front of him. He fiddled with the weeds in front of him with the other hand and asked him to go first.

Qiao Yu felt no more sad. He thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still couldn't bear to leave him.

The two of them walked to the main hall in silence. Qiao Yu had been soaked in her body that she didn't care about the little rain that had been stained when she came just now. She stepped back and choked the dust in her nose and sneezed several times. When Jing Yan shook off the rain, she carried him back and stepped into the door of the main hall of Taiqing Palace.

There was no good furniture here before, and the Interior Office always used some inferior wood to count. Anyway, the nobles in the palace would never be able to set foot here for the rest of their lives, and would never worry about being discovered. After so many years, the furniture inside had already rotted and disintegrated with a touch of slight.

Qiao Yu grew up so big and had never seen such a shabby place. She covered her nose and asked Jing Yan in a muffled voice: "Your Highness, how can we live in this place?"

Facing the dilapidation in front of him, Jing Yan's face remained unchanged. He raised his hand, stirred a few spider silk webs blocking the road with his lantern handle, walked in inside, looked at it a few times, and then entered the dormitory next to him, dusted it, put the bedding on his hand casually, sat on the edge of the bed, and waved to Qiao Yu.

He said, "Xiaoyu, come here."

Qiao Yu was originally following Jing Yan's butt like a young follower, but now she jumped to the bed happily. Without the prince's greeting, she sat up and down next to Jing Yan without hesitation.

The two of them were close together, almost facing each other. Jing Yan could see Qiao Yu's missing eyebrows and eyes when he just wiped his face randomly. There were water droplets on his head, shining brightly.

Qiao Yu was used to being spoiled by Jing Yan. There were no rules since the day he entered the Eastern Palace, and Jing Yan didn't have to have rules.

Jing Yan's phoenix eyes were half open and half closed, as if thinking about something. Qiao Yu raised her head and couldn't see his expression. She wanted to get closer, so she supported her hand on the bed and tried to lift her upper body, intending to say some comforting words that were originally stuttering in her throat.

It’s a pity that Qiao Yu has never practiced martial arts and has no strength in his hands and feet. He will fall backwards in less than a moment of support.

Jing Yan suddenly opened his eyes, he held Xiaoyu's shaky body, carefully took off Xiaoyu's wet coat, hung it on the hook of the curtain beside him, and dripped water droplets on the ground, asking, "Xiaoyu, how did you come from?"

He asked Qiao Yu, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and smiled with a smile on the corner of his lips. He was quiet and appropriate, and could not be more gentle.

Just as they used to be together day and night in the East Palace.

Qiao Yu shook her snow-white feet and shrank to the edge of the bed again, rolled herself into a ball, tilted her head and smiled brightly at Jing Yan, and slowly told her what happened a few days ago.

Jing Yan put his left hand on his slender waist, put his ears around him and listened.

Qiao Yu was sent to the eunuch by the Imperial Guard at noon three days ago. At that time, the East Palace had been blocked, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without the emperor's order. People in the East Palace were panicked. A newly selected little palace maid and eunuch cried in the corner and worried about his life. Qiao Yu went to the kitchenette, where the firewood was already out, and there was not a single person. There was only a plate of cold snacks left on the stove. He secretly tasted a small piece. Although it was cold, the taste was still very good. He resisted the urge to eat another bite, swallowed a lot of saliva, and followed the corridor to the study room of the Piandian. Jing Yan was sitting by the open window and reading, when rain fell in, next to the queen was Zhou Mingde.

Zhou Mingde looked at Qiao Yu with a cold look.

Qiao Yu was always a little afraid of him, but with the prince in front of him, he had a big backer. He stood up straight and thought to himself that he didn't have to be afraid of anyone.

He knew something was wrong with the Eastern Palace today, not a day of rest, but the tutor did not come to teach. But Qiao Yu didn't care about external affairs. What did this have to do with him?

Qiao Yu did not salute, but walked up lightly. Because she was short and walked around the road, she stood on tiptoe and took a picture of Jing Yan's back. She handed the snacks in her hand reluctantly. The bun-like little hand also had the sweetness of milk that she drank in the morning. "Your Highness, are you hungry? Is the snacks for you?"

Jing Yan supported his forehead and turned over another page of the book, waved his hand behind him, "I am not hungry, you can eat it yourself."

Qiao Yu was not obedient. He carefully broke a piece of snack, tried hard to lift his hand, handed it to Jing Yan's mouth, and persuaded him softly, "Your Highness lied to you. It's obviously useless to get breakfast in the morning, but now it's afternoon."

Your Highness is kind to him and is willing to feed him snacks. He also wants to treat him well and watch him have a good meal.

Ren Duo's heartless person cannot refuse such Qiao Yu.

Jing Yan had no choice but to eat it, so he opened his mouth and stuffed the remaining large piece to Qiao Yu. His mouth was small and his pastry was big. After swallowing it, his cheeks bulged, like a golden retriever squirrel raised in the beast garden.

Qiao Yu looked at the prince staring at him for a long time, but understood nothing. She also came over to read the prince's book, but was pushed back to the original place.

After a while, the prince ordered Zhou Mingde beside him to say a few words. After Zhou Mingde had finished changing his clothes, the Imperial Guard entered the gate of the Eastern Palace and brought Emperor Yuande's handwriting. Except for the few palace servants who served the prince from childhood to overthrow, they all returned to the Interior Office first and then made arrangements.

Jing Yan sent him to the heavy door of the inner hall. Before leaving, he smiled at the corner of his lips, patted Qiao Yu's head, sorted out the bun wrapped around him, and reminded him: "Xiaoyu, look for an opportunity. After seeing your aunt as soon as possible, I ask the emperor for grace, saying that he missed his relatives from his hometown and wanted to leave the palace and return to Longnan to worship his ancestors."

The banana leaves beside them were covered with raindrops, flowing down like a rapids of small waterfall, almost covering Jing Yan's soft voice.

Jing Yan glanced at Qiao Yu again.

At the end, he added a sentence and said, "Don't meet again after a good time, Xiaoyu, it's best not to meet again in the future."

Although the Qiao family was in decline, their ancestral property was still there. The clan's old masters were greedy, and if they took all the old houses for themselves, it would be a real person. With Qiao Yu's temperament, there would be no wealth and glory in the future. However, it would not be difficult to be a carefree gentry.

Qiao Yu opened her mouth wide, and before she could argue, Zhou Mingde wiped a handful of black and gray, covered her mouth and nose, and half-wrapped her and pulled her towards the outer hall.

However, after returning to Longnan, I will never see the prince again.

Qiao Yu thought to himself with tears, he would not never meet the prince again.

Zhou Mingde was very comfortable in doing things, so he stuffed Qiao Yu into the group of small eunuchs who were washing dishes in the backyard. Qiao Yu was mixed with the people in the East Palace and was closely guarded by the Imperial Guards to send him to the Interior Office, and was driven to the eunuchs' office.

He vaguely realized that his big backer would fall again.

Recently, major events have happened in the palace. The queen was deposed. Concubine De accidentally fell into the lake a few days ago and lost her life. The palace people died and demoted. The list of the palaces was in chaos. There were many small eunuchs as big as Qiao Yu, and no one could tell which palace they were from. The superior sent someone to ask. Qiao Yu was in a hurry and was wise. He said that he was from Concubine De's palace and was sent here today. Because there were so many people in the rain, he fell at the door and mixed into the people sent by the East Palace. The eunuch asked a few more questions. Qiao Yu barely got through the pass by relying on the prince's previous explanation to him and was assigned to the bus shop in the west.

They were all temporarily placed here, and there was no extra room for the eunuchs. There were many beddings in a room, and more than a dozen small eunuchs were to live in. As soon as the lights were turned off, they were full of whispers. Some were afraid of being implicated in the death of Concubine De, and some were brave enough to be well-informed, but they were worried about their future.

As they talked, they talked about the deposed prince and the queen being imprisoned in the cold palace. The life of the small eunuchs in the East Palace was even worse than that of themselves, and their interest seemed to be a little higher.

Qiao Yu then understood what was going on. He was unwilling to cover a quilt with others, and he hugged alone in the corner of the wall, silently wiping his tears with the sleeves of the middle. He was very self-aware. He grew up so old that he was spoiled by his grandmother when he was a child, and even older he was raised by the prince. He had no ability, could not endure hardship or bear the punishment. He was just a useless snack and could not help the prince.

But he heard the group of eunuchs say that according to the grandfathers, after the deposed prince, he would be imprisoned in Taiqing Palace, so he had to choose a small eunuch to serve him. He didn't know which one was so lucky and would be picked up and would be ruined by the deposed prince in Taiqing Palace for the rest of his life.

Qiao Yu's heart moved and thought about what to do in the future.

He had never suffered any grievances, fearing hardships, fearing suffering, fearing wolves in front and tigers in the back. Even the puppy in the beast garden could scare him to the back of Jing Yan, but he was even more afraid that he would never see the prince again.

Maybe he had thought about what he would do in the future and had a belief in his heart. Qiao Yu lay on the stiff bed, looking at the deep darkness outside, but no longer was afraid.

After hearing this, Jing Yan did not move, and still maintained his original posture. However, Qiao Yu instinctively leaned towards Jing Yan's body emitting warmth because he had just been wet from the rain.

He covered his face and sneezes a few little things, like a pitiful little animal.

Jing Yan asked, "Xiaoyu has such a courage to come here?"

Qiao Yu let go of her hand, revealing her red nose, staring at her eyes, and there seemed to be countless grievances inside, "Why does the prince look down on me? I, too, I am very powerful, I recommend myself and deceived the fat eunuch, but he didn't recognize me."

Not to mention the eunuchs, in fact, there are not many people in the Eastern Palace who can recognize Qiao Yu. He has been hiding in the inner hall by Jing Yan for the past three years. Every day, he has been facing each other, except for the prince and the tutor, there are only a few close palace ladies, and no one knows them.

Jing Yan touched his little head with his right hand as if soothing, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Xiaoyu is indeed much braver."

He paused, "But there is nothing here. I am not the prince, and you are not the attendant. What should I do?"

Qiao Yu was stunned when she heard this and looked at Jing Yan blankly.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the window frame, and the candles in the broken lantern burned "crackling". The candle's flames jumped and rose up with the wind. Suddenly, it became much bigger, illuminating half of the bed. You could vaguely see a cold light flashing on Qiao Yu's waist, and the swaying shadow reflected in the corner of the wall, in the shape of a dagger, with a warm air conditioning.

Qiao Yu looked around, tears filled his eyes, and he bit his lips tightly to prevent tears from falling out. This was too embarrassing for him. Finally, he swallowed and stuttered, "I have known for a long time. They all said that there is nothing in Taiqing Palace. But, but the prince, no, it is you here. With the prince here, it doesn't matter to me."

For Qiao Yu, no matter how many beautiful silk and delicious food there are outside, they are not as good as the prince.

He knew that the prince was no longer the prince, but he didn't know what to call him. His mind was in a mess, and his words were only based on his own wishes and he could no longer make up those beautiful words.

The object held in Jing Yan's left hand fell slightly and immediately stabilized.

Qiao Yu felt more and more aggrieved the more he said. He was just a crybag. He had suffered so much in the past few days. He had been so brave enough to be a little eunuch in Taiqing Palace. He had been forcing him to hold on. He didn't cry or make a fuss when he saw the prince of the big backer, and did not talk about his grievances, so he wanted to make Jing Yan happy.

Once tears left his eyes, he could no longer stop him. Qiao Yu cried pitifully and couldn't breathe even after several breaths. Jing Yan patted his back before he spitting out the truth bit by bit, "The Empress is gone, don't be sad. The Empress and my grandmother are so good, they must have gone to the Western Paradise to accompany the Buddha. I am here, in the eunuch's office, thinking that the prince used to be nice to me and took care of me, but now I'm grown up, I'm going to take care of you."

After saying that, he glared at Jing Yan with a grievance with his eyes full of water, with a full of sincerity, "I, I want to treat you well, but you still don't believe it."

Qiao Yu is still a child and can't take good care of herself. She never knows how to wear silk stockings when she wakes up, and runs around barefoot. Every time she is caught by Jing Yan, she never changes her lesson and cannot scold her. In the end, even Jing Yan gave up teaching him a lesson, and the maid around her carried Qiao Yu's silk stockings with her, which was considered a conclusion.

Jing Yan nodded seriously, "I know."

Qiao Yu cried endlessly, not to mention that there were people beside her coaxing her, and she was almost wet Jing Yan's middle clothes.

Jing Yan was coaxing her and laughing and crying. She wiped Qiao Yu's eyes and asked, "Didn't Xiaoyu come to take care of me? How can she take care of me if she crys like this?"

Qiao Yu was so crying that she took a breath. When she heard this, her body shook and almost got angry. She said stumbled: "I, I, don't cry..." She had to take care of the prince.

After saying that, I tried to hold back my tears and rub my rough cuffs hard to see my eyes.

Jing Yan grabbed his hand and took Qiao Yu into his arms, "Forget it, Xiaoyu is so sad, you can't even let her cry."

Qiao Yu sobbed at her nose, tears fell on Jing Yan's shoulders, and the two small dimples on her cheeks were filled with tears.

He did not cry so hard because of his grievances, but because of the prince's sorrow.

Finally, Qiao Yu was tired from crying and was about to fall asleep. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he could not bear the weight of the water droplets hanging on his head, and gradually closed it.

Jing Yan lowered his head, brushed Qiao Yu's long hair scattered from him, and asked softly beside his snow-white earlobes: "Xiaoyu, will you accompany me in the future?"

Qiao Yu seemed to have a dream, and her answer was like a murmur in a dream, "Well, we all accompany the prince."

Jing Yan moved a little, put away the dagger behind Qiao Yu's waist, and slowly cut a soft cloth from the middle clothes, then pressed the dagger behind him. He found a clean place, put Qiao Yu on it, took off his thin linen and covered it, revealing only half of his face, and tears were still accumulated in his eye sockets. He bent down and wiped it carefully, extremely gentle.

Just like the dagger just now, from beginning to end, the sharp blade faced Jing Yan himself.

When Qiao Yu fell asleep, Jing Yan knocked on the head of the bed and made a few dull sounds. In less than a moment, a shadow appeared in the dark corner and knelt on one knee.

He looked up slightly, his expression was normal, and there was a sinister look in his narrow phoenix eyes, and he casually ordered.

"Burn the eunuchs' list."

He paused again, "There is also the eunuch who sent Qiao Yu over, cut his tongue and kneecap."
Chapter completed!