Early the next morning, the caravan finally left the mountains and went to a market town for a short rest.
The carriage stopped in front of a teahouse, and Shepherd Cloud turned over his horse and came to the side of Yu Yan's car, "Master, we have arrived."
No response.
Shepherd Yun returned to want to call again, a hand suddenly reached out inside the carriage.
Shepherd Yun Gui subconsciously raised his hand to receive it, but it was dodged.
Shepherd Yun returned: "......"
The handsome youth poked his head out and raised his eyelids, but looked at the driver waiting at the other end of the carriage.
The carriage driver was stirred by his look and raised his hand to greet him with hindsight.
Yu Yan was helped off the horse by him.
With his hand still hanging in the air and knuckles slightly flexed, Makuyun returned his hand, paused for a moment, and withdrew it with a silent sigh.
His young master was angry.
And angry.
Of course Yu Yan was angry.
Kunjun was provoked up how can it be so easy to dissipate, and the suppressing fragrance does not work, last night he ...... got himself a full two times before it subsided.
The thought of it made him angry.
He absolutely should not say a word to Mu Yungui today.
Yu Yan quickly walked around the carriage to the tea house, and stared at him fiercely as he passed by Mu Yungui.
"...... hmm."
Then, he walked into the tea house with an expressionless face and unblinking eyes.
The corner of Mu Yungui's mouth twitched, narrowly missing out on a laugh.
Even anger was so cute.
"Lord Commander, what's wrong with you?" A guard came to Shepherd Yun Gui's side.
The smile on Shepherd Yungui's face instantly disappeared and said in a soft voice, "It's nothing, continue your patrol."
After saying that, he led his horse and turned around to leave.
The guard looked at his back and stared blankly for a while.
Was he seeing things differently, why did he just see the Lord Commander actually smiling?
...... So this guy can laugh, huh?
Yu Yan was led by the guards to the second floor elegant room.
The teahouse has been chartered by the mission, the second floor of the elegant room is seated in the envoy, to see him come up, they all get up and salute.
Yu Yan didn't rush to take a seat, his sight was searching around the elegant rooms, and as expected he saw a person sitting alone in the elegant room at the end of the corridor.
Yu Yan smirked in his heart, waved off the guards and stepped forward.
"Why is Lord Meng here alone, do you mind if this Highness sits down for a cup of tea?"
The latter shivered at Yu Yan's sudden voice and raised his head in panic.
Meng Changzhou had a small amount of graying at his temples, and he looked a bit haggard. He just opened his mouth, but he saw that Yu Yan simply ignored him and took his seat straight away.
Meng Changzhou: "......"
Yu Yan leaned against the window and inadvertently looked out the window.
Sheyun was feeding the horses in a stable not far away.
The black horse by his side is called Blackie, a gift from Yu Yan for his twentieth birthday, and it was a pony when it first arrived.
But this little guy has been more sticky to Mu Yungui, this time a strong head to Mu Yungui's arms.
Shepherd Yungui was unable to do anything about it, gently stroking the mane.
He turned sideways towards the window, the sunlight outlining a deep and handsome outline on the side face.
Shepherd Yun Gui's hand patted the horse's mane with one hand or the other, as if sensing Yu Yan's gaze, he lifted his head, unbiased to Yu Yan's line of sight.
Whether it was the past or the present, Makuyun always stood in the place where he could see Yu Yan first, and where he could easily be seen by him.
Yu Yan's ears perked up and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
Good thing the opposite Meng Changzhou has other things on his mind, and didn't see the second prince's highness's rare wretched appearance.
Yu Yan cleared his throat and squared up, "Lord Meng has nothing he wants to say to me?"
Meng Changzhou's tea-drinking motion was a little bit.
But he was, after all, a foreign envoy, so he quickly steadied his mood and even smiled at Yu Yan: "I don't quite understand, what is it that Your Highness is talking about?"
Yu Yan didn't bother to waste time with him and was straightforward: "It's nothing, it's just that a few criminals intended to assassinate His Highness last night and were captured by my guards."
Meng Changzhou was astonished, "Who dared to hurt Your Highness's life? Fortunately, Your Highness is safe and sound with the blessing of the heavens."
He paused and said, "Your Highness might as well hand over the person to your servant, and your servant will be sure to find out who is behind the manipulation."
Yu Yan didn't speak.
He looked steadily at Meng Changzhou, then leaned up a little and laughed softly, "So you know that the person who wants to kill me is not a bandit ah?"
Meng Changzhou's face stiffened.
The air inside the elegant room was nearly stagnant, and the sounds of gossip outside, the neighing of horses, and the footsteps of guards walking around on patrol all became extraordinarily clear.
When Yu Yan gazed into Meng Changzhou's eyes, the smile in his eyes disappeared cleanly, leaving only coldness.
This look plainly reminded Meng Changzhou of the current Sovereign.
That inherent majesty, no one can underestimate.
In fact, today's situation, is nothing more than the Sovereign is critically ill, and the crown prince's position is not yet decided, the ministers to stand in line.
The first choice for the crown prince is Yu Yan, who was born intelligent, whether it's talent or means.
But his mother's consort was a folk hooker.
How could the imperial bloodline be inherited by such a lowly born person.
Meng Changzhou's lips turned pale, before his voice was hard for a long while, "What is your highness's intention, you might as well say it straight."
"Fine, then say it straightforwardly." Yu Yan leaned back on the back of the chair, posture idle, "Tell me the person behind you, and then resign from your father, I'll spare your life. Otherwise ......"
He paused for a moment and smiled, "I heard that your new concubine has recently given birth to a child, and the family is in harmony and waiting for you to come home."
Meng Changzhou: "Don't touch my wife and child!"
Yu Yan hung his eyes and did not answer.
The two were frozen for a moment, a drop of sweat flowing down from Meng Changzhou's temples. After a short while, he said softly, "After the mission returns, I will resign from His Majesty and never set foot in Jiangdu again."
He changed his words, "As for who else is behind the scenes, even if I did confess, would Your Highness dare to believe it?"
Yu Yan smiled, "What do you think?"
Meng Changzhou: "Fifth Highness, Yu Hong."
Yu Yan: "......"
Yu Yan cried and laughed, "I asked you to tell me, and you really just said one random thing?"
When Yu Yan's mother died at a young age, he was left to raise the childless Empress. It wasn't until Yu Yan was six years old that the Empress finally gave birth to a son, the fifth prince, Yu Hong.
That kid is only sixteen now, he is a greedy and uneducated kid who sticks to Yu Yan's back all day as a follower.
Will he send an assassin to kill him?
Net nonsense.
Meng Changzhou said, "That's all there is to say, believe it or not, it's up to Your Highness."
After saying that, Meng Changzhou got up, bowed to Yu Yan, and turned around to leave.
Seeing the man go down the stairs, Yu Yan only relaxed all over and pressed his eyebrows: "Old Fox ......"
Not long after, there were footsteps approaching the place, and a tall shadow enveloped him.
Yu Yan could hear who it was, and didn't move or raise his head. The visitor stood in place for a moment, and with a rustling of oil paper, a sweet fragrance of cinnamon drifted out.
Yu Yan lifted a little eyelid, the remaining light saw Mu Yungui push the oil paper bag full of cinnamon cakes in front of him.
The cinnamon cake here is not as well made as in Jiangdu, the color is not pure enough, and there is no honey that Yu Yan likes.
Yu Yan buried his head back.
Heh, now you know to please me?
Mu Yungui landed on one knee and said warmly, "Master hasn't eaten much since last night, this is something my subordinate went to town to buy, would you like to eat something first?"
He was not sociable and always spoke coldly to the people around him. But in private it wasn't like this at all.
Only when he was facing Yu Yan would he speak so gently and softly.
Such ...... gentleness.
The atmosphere was plainly somewhat ambiguous, and Yu Yan's heartbeat missed half a beat, then pounded rapidly.
Ever since the Rainy Dew Period, he was easily emotionally affected by this person.
Even without making a final mark, the Kunjun physique still remembers this temporary marker for him, the Qianjun, and instinctively wants to get close and rely on it.
...... Why is Kunjun so troublesome ahhh!
When she saw that he didn't answer, she pushed the pastry inside again, "...... Master?"
Yu Yan sat up straight, annoyed, "Not hungry, take it away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a grunt came from his stomach.
Yu Yan: "......"
Shepherd's Return: "......"
"You were laughing at me weren't you?" Yu Yan narrowed his eyes.
Makyun returns: "No."
Yuyan: "I saw it!"
"...... "Shepherd Yun Gui lowered his head, "I know the crime."
Noises came from outside the window, as if the mission was preparing to leave again. Yu Yan snorted coldly and walked out around Mu Yungui.
As soon as he walked out the door, he backed up again.
Shepherd Yun Gui kneels motionlessly on the spot, not even looking this way.
Yu Yan: "......"
This man was obviously doing it on purpose.
"Shepherd clouds return."
"Subordinate in."
Yu Yan's head twisted to the side and said in a cold voice, "Bring the pastries with you and go buy three bags of syrup."
Shepherd Yun Gui: "......"
Yu Yan quickly said, "If you don't send me to the carriage before you leave, you won't even ...... be able to get into my carriage from now on!"
After saying that, he turned his head and walked out.
Mu Yun got up, re-wrapped the cakes on the table meticulously and put them back in his arms. Want to turn around and leave, just in time to see Yu Yan quickly out of the tea house.
In the past, the wandering youth, the back is quite a bit of a deserted feeling.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the carriage, and then you'll see a smile on your lips.
His little master ...... is still so easy to coax.
The caravan continued its journey.
Yu Yan hadn't eaten much since last night, and now, after finishing his pastries, he was contentedly leaning against the soft couch of the carriage.
"That old thing surnamed Meng, it's not good to mention anyone, but he wants to mention Yu Hong." Yu Yan with syrup in his mouth, vague, "I went out before Yu Hong also dragged me crying and annoyed for a full two hours, he will send someone to kill me?"
Shepherd Cloud poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Master doesn't believe him?"
Yu Yan didn't reply with a "no".
Born into the royal family, the years of upbringing have influenced Yu Yan to a certain extent.
He is suspicious and sensitive, and doesn't dare to befriend people easily.
These habits that Yu Yan used to despise when he was young have gradually become part of his personality.
Meng Changzhou's words may have been intentional, but frankly, they didn't affect Yu Yan at all.
He reminded himself on the one hand not to be trapped, not to be so suspicious, but he couldn't refrain from doubting.
What if it really was him ......
"Master." Mu Yun returned to call out softly.
Yu Yan suddenly returned to his senses, "What, what's wrong?"
"There is no need for the master to be mindful of this." Mu Yungui said, "Being cautious isn't a mistake, being in the royal family is even more so."
He squatted in front of Yu Yan, looking up at Yu Yan, his eyes gentle, "It is not a mistake for a master to trust anyone because of his special status. If the master has doubts, finding out the truth is it. A subordinate will accompany the master."
Yu Yan's heart warmed, and the bit of boredom in his heart dissipated.
A long while ago, he smiled, "You're not saying that right."
"What's wrong?"
Yu Yan looked at him seriously, "At least I trust you."
In this isolated and helpless world, he only believed in Mu Yungui.
Only Shepherd Yungui, deserving of his trust.
Shepherd Yungui was startled, and his ears were inexplicably a little red.
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The movement was so fast that it was almost impossible to react.
Yu Yan stared at the shaking curtain and blinked in confusion, "Didn't he just finish fetching water?"
Also, is this guy addicted to walking through windows?
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