But there was talking over there, and Jing Yan was not the only one. Qiao Yu had to swallow the words that were about to blurt out.

The screen was covered with a layer of newly presented gauze this year, with old silk mounted inside, embroidered with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, sun, moon and stars. The blank space could shine with some light. Qiao Yu was closer and saw two vague figures sitting outside.

He could recognize which one was Jing Yan, but he could not recognize the other one.

After hearing this, the Grand Tutor was stunned. "Since ancient times, no monarch has ever given such a casual word for pronouncing. How can the ministers of the previous dynasty and historians of later generations record it?"

Jing Yan closed his eyes halfway, drank tea, and said carelessly: "When he was alone, all officials dared not speak much. If he was gone—"

He paused and suddenly laughed, "I'm not here anymore, what do you care about those things?"

Gu Fengfang is over 70 years old, and he still advised him, "How can Your Highness think so? Since ancient times, the name of an emperor has been remembered forever. Your Highness is a person who wants to do great things. Whenever he goes to report to Your Majesty, he says that I was confused for a moment and he has made a mistake in his name. Your Highness is grateful for his teacher's kindness and cannot bear to refuse, so he misrepresented it."

Jing Yan was unmoved. He put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, revealing his deep eyes, "Taifu, don't say much, I said it, I like this word very much."

Gu Fengfang taught him for ten years since childhood and understood Jing Yan's nature very well. The prince was precocious since childhood. He was a very regular and restrained and restrained temperament. He seemed to have never given up any interest. Everything he did would not be hindered from the set goals. Except for two, one was Queen Chen and the other was the young servant Qiao Yu.

Only when Jing Yan showed some real nature about these two people, he could not persuade him no matter how much he persuaded him.

Thinking of this, Gu Fengfang seemed to have thought of something, "This word cannot be taken by the eunuch who has been with His Highness for six years in Taiqing Palace?"

Otherwise, Jing Yan himself would not have taken this word "大子".

Jing Yan smiled and couldn't deny it.

The Grand Tutor was speechless for a moment, and said for a while: "Even if he served Your Highness for six years, it was just his duty and honor. How could Your Highness praise him like this? What's more, now there are rumors spreading from the whole palace, and the old minister knows that Your Highness keeps his strength and does not compete with them for his strengths and weaknesses. But if he uses favored eunuchs as a cover-up, it will be extremely difficult to get rid of this stigma in the future..."

After thinking about it, there was only this explanation. Gu Fengfang had the usual pride of scholars and the nobleness of scholars. He looked down on eunuchs and shameful things. In his early years, he relied on servitude for money and made a living for his life. He did not think that Jing Yan would really love a eunuch.

Qiao Yu heard it inside, his face pressing against the screen, his breathing was rapid, and his heart started to raise his mind with this sentence. He actually knew that the prince’s sincerity would not be using himself as a cover-up, but he couldn’t help but feel nervous after hearing this.

After a long time, Jing Yan responded and said, "Mr. Gu was wrong. The word "biao" was indeed Xiaoyu took for Gu. Gu really liked it, not using him as a shield or concealment. He has been kind to me for so many years, and I should be kind to him, and there is no need to persuade him. What I promised to him in the past will not change. But Mr. should not be too restrained, and he should be too restricted."

Jing Yan's tone was already very impatient. If the person in front of him was not his grand tutor, he would not even be able to sit down.

His temperament has always been sinister and weird, but he is very patient and restrained. However, others cannot ask Qiao Yu's bad habits in front of him, even if Gu Fengfang really doesn't know the truth of the matter.

Jing Yan took a sip of tea, and he was already thinking of thanking the guests behind closed doors.

Gu Fengfang stood up, her back could no longer be straightened. Before leaving, she seemed to want to say something, but she swallowed it back, "Old minister, old minister said goodbye."

The footsteps outside were far away. Jing Yan turned his head, looked over the screen, and smiled, "Which little mouse is nesting there? Should I catch a cat?"

The little mouse Qiao Yu jumped off the soft collapse, walked slowly to the edge of the screen, and poked his head out, "Don't bring it in every year. It's too smart. It can't stop it if it's been here once."

Jing Yan waved at him, "What should I do if the little mouse is upset?"

Qiao Yu walked over there, "It's not a mouse, it's me, it's Xiaoyu, it's Xiaoyu."

He followed Jing Yan's words and said, "I really pretended to be a little mouse, leaned against Jing Yan's legs, and emphasized it seriously, grabbing the other party's hand and touching his cheek, "Touch it, is the little mouse's cheek so soft?"

Jing Yan not only touched it, but also poked it, pinched it again, bent down and hugged Qiao Yu, but his hand never left his face. "It seems that he is really not a little mouse. The little mouse is not as cute as my little jade."

He paused and asked softly, "Have Xiaoyu been listening here?"

Qiao Yu was stunned and nodded. He didn't know how to answer. He remembered the two gossips he heard today, but still couldn't help it. He hesitantly asked: "Is it because Your Highness is so kind to me that everyone is talking bad about you?"

Jing Yan lowered his eyebrows and looked down, smiled with his lips, stretched his palms, and his fingertips pressed against Qiao Yu's chin, as if gentle and appropriate, but in fact he forced Qiao Yu to ask, "Who is talking nonsense in front of you?"

Qiao Yu's eyelashes shook, "Your Highness is so strict, no one dares to say it. I went out myself and heard what they said, I was not very sad. Even when I heard the Grand Tutor say that when I came back, I wondered if Your Highness really shouldn't be nice to me..."

He said in a hurry, as if he had the courage to say all these words in his heart, otherwise he would never be able to say them again.

Jing Yan could feel the palm of his hand wet and warm, and tears fell on his skin, but it seemed as if it was soaked in his bones and blood.

It was Qiao Yu who cried. He grew up so old that he could pretend to be cold and indifferent in front of others, but he still couldn't learn how to restrain his emotions in front of Jing Yan and hold back his tears.

He was sad and wronged, and he would cry if he had something unpleasant.

This is probably because he is too dependent on Jing Yan. In fact, after coming out of Taiqing Palace, Qiao Yu has been unhappy. He should have been free, but because of this face that had excessive contact with the Feng family, he was afraid of causing trouble for the prince, so he often did not dare to go out. After finally going out, he broke off contact with Changle Anping. He went out again and listened to gossip, and they all said that the prince was not good.

And it's all because of yourself.

Qiao Yu is so unhappy.

He has been suppressing himself and does not want to cause trouble for Jing Yan, but it seems that his emotions have been accumulated to the extreme. He has no choice but to see Jing Yan, he can no longer help.

Jing Yan did not answer him directly, but gently wiped away the tears from Qiao Yu's eyes and asked him gently, "Xiaoyu, tell me, do you still remember why I left Taiqing Palace so early?"

Qiao Yu was a little confused and only remembered vaguely that Jing Yan once said that now is not a good time to go out. But at that time, he happened to encounter something, that was that he was seen by Feng Nannan. The prince left Taiqing Palace in advance to calm his heart.

His voice was still filled with tears, soft and hoarse, and he said in a daze: "Yes, it's for me, right?"

Jing Yan suddenly smiled, bright and bright. The light in the whole room seemed to be on him. It was not his light, but stolen from Qiao Yu and disguised as his own. "You just need to remember that it was for Xiaoyu. I came out of Taiqing Palace to treat you well. If I want to treat you badly, what's the point of coming out?"

Just like his restraint, it is to avoid hurting Qiao Yu. If he even has to restrain his favor with him, there is no need.

He bent down, his lips pressed against Qiao Yu's temples, only half an inch away, and his breathing was all over Qiao Yu's face. Qiao Yu's snow-white cheeks turned red, and he could feel his soft lips slowly sliding towards his earlobes.

Jing Yan said: "Xiaoyu, I never do anything boring, do you know?"
Chapter completed!