Shao Shuhuan hurriedly said, "The prince is so proud of his love, Shuhuan is ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility!"

"Derong, go and ask the shop assistant to pick exquisite and fresh dishes and just cook them. I'll treat you." King Ping ordered the butler beside him.

"Yes!" The butler hurriedly agreed. King Ping moved the chair and sat next to Shao Shuhuan. He looked at him carefully for a moment, and smiled, "It really looks so handsome."

Shao Shuhuan was very embarrassed when he saw it, but just smiled reservedly. King Ping seemed to understand that he had lost his composure and hurriedly smiled to hide the past.

The two sat opposite each other, but for a moment they had nothing to say. Shao Shuhuan didn't know his bottom line, and he was afraid that he would make mistakes if he said too much, so he naturally didn't dare to talk too much. King Ping seemed to lack the ability to chat with others, and was far less sociable than Wang An, and just stared at Shao Shuhuan in a daze.

"Is it just to see me?" It was boring to sit down like this. Shao Shuhuan thought for a long time and finally decided to ask Prince Ping's purpose for him.

"Cough..." King Ping just coughed gently and smiled faintly, "I just want to see you because I heard Ji Ming praise."

Shao Shuhuan knew that Wang An had a surname Ji, and his single name was "Ming", but when he heard him call him out, he still felt extremely strange. Then he thought about it, he and Wang An were originally brothers of the same clan, probably half-brothers. When they meet on weekdays, they can't come like this as a "prince". The "prince" goes and calls, and calling the name is naturally ordinary.

While the two of them were talking, the shopkeeper had already removed the mat and packed the fresh and unique wine and dishes. The housekeeper named Derong came over to pour the wine and cloth dishes, and then carefully retreated.

"Young Master, I heard that Ling Zun came back from the south and was holding a big banquet at home today. Why are you free to come out?" King Ping said, raising his glass and signaling, making a "please" gesture.

After hearing this, Shao Shuhuan just smiled helplessly.

King Ping took a sip of wine and smiled softly, "I think it's your legitimate mother who is in a difficult position to deal with you?"

Shao Shuhuan was stunned. He had just said that he had no friendship with Shao She, so why was he so familiar with the Shao family? Seeing his expression, King Ping knew that he had guessed it and smiled and said, "You don't have to be suspicious. Although I have no friendship with Ling Zun, no one in the capital knows that Ling Zun's legitimate wife is very powerful. Ling Zun has been giving in to her since then and letting her make trouble, haha..."

When Shao Shuhuan heard this, he was embarrassed and lowered his head and smiled, not daring to answer the conversation. King Ping suddenly pressed one hand on his left hand. Shao Shuhuan was stunned and was about to stop his hand, but King Ping held his hand and said, "It's a fate to meet him today. I just had no gifts in a hurry. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't bear the slightest thing. Young Master, don't think Jian Kuang is shabby."

As he said, he had already taken off the white jade ring he had in his hand and brought Shao Shuhuan's thumb on his left hand.

When Shao Shuhuan saw that the ring was as white as fat, it was a rare white jade with mutton fat, but there was a little red as the size of a pea, as bright as rouge and blood and tears. It looked really beautiful, and he also liked it in his heart. But when the ring fell on his finger, he was shocked again. The ring actually had a faint warmth, but it was a rare and warm jade. Such a gift was too expensive, but he could not accept anything.

"Prince, I can't accept this gift!" Shao Shuhuan said hurriedly.

"Do you think the young master is too lazy to be cold? That's okay. Wait for me to return to my house and ask someone to prepare a gift to send it to the house. But... I have no friendship with Ling Zun. Just sending the gift to me is afraid that Ling Zun will be suspicious, but it is not beautiful." Ping Wang said lightly.

After hearing this, Shao Shuhuan heard this gift - but he couldn't refuse it. He not only smiled bitterly: "Prince, your gift is too expensive. Shuhuan is not rewarded for his merits, how can he accept it?" He said, while he wanted to take off his finger and go over. Moreover, since King Ping and Shao She had no friendship, why did he treat him with no money?

King Ping held his hand and said, "I have not taken back what I gave. If the young master said this - if you don't receive any reward without merit, why would you write the word "Zhang to me?"

Shao Shuhuan knew that he could not refuse, so he could only nodded in agreement. King Ping was busy ordering the butler Derong to lay paper and grind the paper. He picked up the pen and dipped it ink. After thinking about it, he suddenly saw a little red on the ring on his hand, like a tear of rouge, so he wrote-

The flowers in the forest fade, and the spring is too fast, and the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. The rouge tears remain drunk, and when will it be heavy? It is the longing of regret for life.

I went up the west building alone speechlessly, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely sycamore tree was locked in the deep courtyard of the slim paulownia. It was a sorrow of separation. It was a feeling of separation in my heart.

The final signature was still used as the name "Exiled Immortal Sanren". As soon as he finished writing it, King Ping clapped and praised: "It's indeed good."

Shao Shuhuan smiled bitterly. He didn't like the poems of the late emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Yu, in the early years, but after this, he deeply felt the helplessness and misery in his heart.

King Ping was very happy and ordered the butler Derong to wait for the moji to dry up, put it away, and asked some gossip about Shao Shuhuan's family, but Shao Shuhuan was very unhappy, and King Ping was not as good as King An's eloquence. The two sat for a while, and King Ping found an excuse to get up and say goodbye first.

Shao Shuhuan sat for a while and was bored. He got up and went out. The shopkeeper respectfully delivered it to the door. Standing at the door, it was now approaching the twelfth lunar month, and today the sky was shining and tight. When the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body.

Shao Shuhuan looked up at the sky and was about to go back, but unexpectedly, someone shouted: "Young Master, Young Master Shao..."

Turning around, Derong, who had just followed King Ping, rushed over, holding the blanket that King Ping had just worn, and said with a smile on his face: "My master is going to give this to the young master." As he said, he had already shaken the blanket open and put it on Shao Shuhuan, and smiled, "My master said, don't dislike the old ones, and just avoid the cold air. In this cold weather, it's not a fun thing to do when you are cold. If you don't like it after you go back, just give it a reward!"

Shao Shuhuan was stunned. The King of Ping was still very interesting. When he saw him, he was both gifts and clothes. What was he trying to do?

He didn't believe that a single word of his could be worth such a high price. Not to mention that warm jade is a rare treasure that can be seen without asking for. Even such a piece of clothing, ordinary people are afraid that they have never seen it before, let alone wearing it.
Chapter completed!