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"Young master, Lord Ouyang and Lord Yan have arrived." Pyle pushed the door open and walked in, placing the dessert in his hand beside the table.

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback. "Who is it?"

Puzzled, Pyle asked, "Who is it?"

Jin'er stepped out and took a look. "It's Young Master Ouyang and Seventh Young Master Yan."

Zhao Qingyan said, "Invite them in directly. Jin`er, go and fetch the Lushan Cloud that I asked you to prepare last time. Pen'er, pour some tea for them." He cleaned up the items on the table.

"Young Prince." The two of them bowed.

Zhao Qingyan smiled warmly and said, "Please take a seat, both of you." Her eyes were clear, she did not return the greeting, and there was no arrogance in them. She only had a casual and calm temperament.

Yan Qi sat down and saw that Ouyang Fa was still standing. He stood up again and looked at him strangely.

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback. "Bo He, what's wrong?" He looked at the dazed men and asked, "Did you come over for something? Why are you so restrained? "

Ouyang Fa hesitantly opened his mouth and said, "This subject came here to plead guilty because of Father's matter."

Zhao Qingyan was puzzled. "Sir Ouyang is worried about his country, what crime is this? Moreover, if anything is amiss with Official Ouyang, it should not be up to you to apologize to me. "

Ouyang Fa suddenly knelt down and said, "Father's request for the decree to be removed was due to this subject's words of persuasion and bewitching. Father was unaware, I beg your forgiveness, young prince." Yan Shi also understood his intention in inviting him here. He was quite irritated, but he could do nothing and could only kneel down as well.

Zhao Qingyan was taken aback when she saw him kneel. "What are you kneeling for? "You're not going to tell me this has anything to do with you, are you?" There was a hint of amusement in his eyes. Even when he was young, he'd often come to the palace to play. Although he and Yan Qianyin weren't that close, at least they had a bit of a past friendship. Naturally, he wouldn't sit idly by when he felt awkward.

Yan Zhan was a bit embarrassed. "Young master is joking."

When Zhao Qingyan saw that Pei Zi Yun was bringing the tea over, she followed his words and said, "This is Icemountain's cooling tea. I've worked out the formula myself. Uncle Yuan, try it and see if there's anything you can improve on. "

Seeing that he had deliberately helped her, Yan Zhan naturally stood up and took the teacup from Pei'er before taking a few steps back and placing it on the table.

Zhao Qingyan looked at Ouyang Fa and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Who asked you to come and talk to me about this?"

The tone of Ouyang Fa's voice could not be heard as he subconsciously raised his head. There was a faint smile on Zhao Qingyan's fair face, no longer showing any superfluous emotions. His heart skipped a beat for no reason and he forced himself to calm down. "To reply Your Highness, it was my own intention."

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "Don't do that. Call me Young Marquis. I'm not used to calling you Prince. Furthermore, my prince is almost at his end, so it's not appropriate to call him that. "

Ouyang Fa stared at him blankly, not understanding what he meant. He said half-heartedly, "Young master, you must be joking."

Zhao Qingyan casually waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't ask anymore. It doesn't matter who it is. I'm not interested, and I don't intend to pursue the matter. "I am just an idle prince, those disputes have nothing to do with me." Pointing to the bag of tea that Jin'er brought back, he faintly smiled. "This Lushan Clouds was given to me by my royal uncle. Normally, I wouldn't be able to get this. "I don't like drinking green tea, bring it back to Official Ouyang."

Just as Zhao Qingyan had said, the Mount Lu fog was a tribute, and there was almost no other way to obtain it. A tael of silver was given to him directly as a gift, which could definitely be considered as a huge gift. But let me pass on... It didn't seem like he had any intention of bribing her? Was it just a simple gift? Ouyang Fa thought for a while, but he didn't show it on his face. He stood up and said, "Thank you, young master.

Zhao Qingyan waited for him to sit down before saying, "Uncle Yuan, tell me, why have you come looking for me today?"

Yan Zhan Yun glanced at Ouyang Fa and saw that he had shifted his gaze away. He casually replied, "Uncle and Young Prince said that you've managed to obtain a brush wash from the previous dynasty, and invited me to come and invite you over so we can have a feast to eat. I came along with you."

Zhao Qingyan patted his forehead in frustration. "What a miscalculation. If my royal father knew that I was spending so much money to buy toys behind his back, he would probably teach me a lesson." He instructed Jin'er to bring the brush over.

Yan Zhan Yun chuckled. "I remember that when my father was here, he also reprimanded me many times for wanting to buy something despite the circumstances." A sliver of unspeakable pain flowed through his eyes.

Zhao Qingyan looked at him seriously and asked, "Do you have something on your mind? Since Yan Cheng left, your spirit seems to be a lot more dejected. Is there any embarrassment? "

Yan Qi forced out a smile and said, "Thank you for your concern, young prince. I thank Your Majesty for your concern, but I'm not embarrassed at all. I'm just rather missing my father."

Zhao Qingyan said no more, "That's good then." He stopped at the question of etiquette, and then instead of deliberately looking for a topic of conversation, he lowered his eyes to look at the few pages of paper on the table. The door was open, and a small light fell on the table. The candle that had been lit had not been extinguished. Zhao Qingyan, who had yet to recover from her serious illness, looked pale. Her long hair was scattered on her green gown, and her posture was calm and unhurried.

"Young Marquis, you don't plan to go out for fun?" Yan Zhan had broken the silence with his words.

Zhao Qingyan asked, "Play around? What does Uncle Yuan mean? "

Yan Qianyin wasn't overly reserved and naturally replied, "I've never seen you participate in any banquet or song segment. Are you not interested?"

Zhao Qingyan's face showed a trace of helplessness. "It's not like I'm not interested." It is royal father who is always worried that I will secretly drink wine and not let me out. "

Yan Qi didn't believe him. "Is it really that young prince who cultivates the mind and isn't willing to drink with us mortals?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "How can that be? It was just that he was used to being alone and felt that it was rather noisy. If Uncle was in the original mood, he would definitely ask me to join after the restriction is over. "

Ouyang Fa silently looked at his smile and thought to himself, "There is no such thing as forceful. It is either that or his disguise is too deep." This person … No matter what, we should not be provoked. "

Yan Zhan said, "Then don't shirk away when the time comes, young prince."

Zhao Qingyan nodded in agreement, "I hope Uncle Yuan would not mind me being a fool."

Yan Zhan Yun couldn't help but laugh in surprise. "Who doesn't know that the young prince has had great talent since he was young and is proficient in the art and literature contest." If the young prince is still stupid, then no one in this world can pick a smart one. "

Zhao Qingyan clicked her tongue half-jokingly and said, "How did Uncle Yuan learn to speak respectfully without conscience after not seeing you for so many years?"

Yan Zhan Yun pretended to sigh. "How have I complimented you?" "It's just the truth, how much of a heartache did you make me feel after having been called unscrupulous by the young prince?"

Zhao Qingyan laughed, "I wouldn't feel flattered if others praised me like that. If it was Seventh Young Master Yan, I would truly be ashamed."

Yan Yan blinked several times. "Is young prince praising me?"

Zhao Qingyan did not admit it. He only replied with a smile, "Just like what Uncle said, there's nothing wrong with it." As it happened, Jin'er brought out the brush wash. Zhao Qingyan gestured for her to bring it over to Yan Qianyin. "In terms of identifying these things, Uncle Yuan has always been good at it. Can you help me see the value of this brush wash?"

Yan Zhan took it over and examined it carefully in the sunlight. He praised, "This is a good item. Although it's not necessarily expensive, it's still an excellent collection for those who love it."

Zhao Qingyan asked, "If Uncle Yuan had bid, how much would he be willing to pay?"

After a few moments of thought, Yan Zhan said decisively, "Five hundred taels at the most, a thousand or so at the most."

Zhao Qingyan's eyes lit up, "To tell you the truth, I spent 500 taels of silver on this."

Yan Zhan's gaze was completely captivated by the brush in his hand. It took him a while before he could think of a reply. "The young prince really does know how to judge a pearl of intelligence. He's really found a good thing."

Zhao Qingyan looked at him with her hands on her cheeks, smiling when she saw his unrelenting love in his eyes. "I say, Uncle Yuan. If you really like it, I'll give you five hundred silver taels, okay?"

"Give it to me?" Yan Xie raised his head in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. He was about to speak up and say something when he suddenly froze and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed. Seeing that Zhao Qingyan was still waiting for his reply, he smiled and said, "Young Marquis, this is something that can only be encountered by chance and not sought. Wouldn't it make one's heart ache to have it so?"

Zhao Qingyan tilted his head, "How could that be? Instead of staying with me and letting it get lost, it would be better to give it to the person I love, and not disappoint its previous owner. "

Yan Zhan Yun nodded his head. "Young prince's words are true, but I'm not willing to have you bear with it and cut your love. Why don't you leave it behind and take good care of it?"

Zhao Qingyan did not insist. He smiled and said, "That's good as well. After all, I was fated to meet it when I met it."

Yan Zhan said in agreement, "Young prince is right."

Seeing that the two of them did not say anything, Zhao Qingyan frowned slightly and held her forehead as she coughed a few times. Jin'er understood what he meant and quickly walked up to him, asking in concern, "Is Young Master tired?"

Yan Shan and Ouyang Fa hurriedly got up. "Young prince has just recovered from his severe illness, so you should have taken more rest. We were the ones who disturbed you. Please do not blame us, young prince."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said weakly, "It's alright. My body is always like this. You don't have to blame yourselves." Pausing for a moment, he continued, "I'm not in good health, so I won't keep you guys any longer. If it's a day that's convenient and is convenient to come over at any time, it would also be good to pass the time when you have nothing to do. "

The two of them also exchanged a few courteous words before bowing and bidding their farewells.

"Jin'er will send the two masters off for me." After sending them away, Zhao Qingyan let out a long breath, leaned back on the chair and picked up the brush to wash himself.

Ran Hao came out from his hiding place and stood beside the young master.

Zhao Qingyan turned to look at him. "What's wrong? Weren't you on good terms with Yan Qi? You're purposely hiding? "

Ran Hao shook his head: "After all, he is still young, it is better to have less contact with him now."

Zhao Qingyan chuckled and said, "You seem to dislike people more and more."

Ran Hao remained silent for a while, then said, "Young master, you just came back from the palace yesterday. Young master Ouyang came today."

Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes, fiddling with his brush, and casually replied, "Who says you aren't? I'm getting more and more confused now. " Raising his head, he handed the pen to Ran Hao casually and said: "But you don't have to understand what he's trying to do, you just need to know what I'm about to do."

Ran Hao looked at the item in his hand with a puzzled expression, "Young Master, what is this?"

Zhao Qingyan closed his eyes and leisurely said, "Send it to Yan Qi."

Ran Hao's face turned serious, "Young master, haven't you always refused to come into contact with people from the government?"

"People from the imperial government?" Zhao Qingyan laughed and said, "I am living in the capital in front of the king and the inner court's assistant minister, who has a close relationship with the imperial government. What is there to say about not contacting him? Don't worry, I don't have any intentions of roping in more power. I just want to see if he can accept my item. "

Ran Hao frowned, "Is that necessary?"

Zhao Qingyan tapped on the armrest with his finger and laughed, "Of course there's no need for that. I'm just a little curious, why doesn't he find a faction to support him? He would rather be in such dire straits. "Arrogant, or …" There was nothing to say after that.

Ran Hao was not someone who would ask too many questions, he only replied: "I understand." He bowed slightly, then quickly left.

The rest of the group opened their eyes, a hint of a smile could be seen on their faces. A hint of disappointment could be seen on their faces as they asked, "Is it because of Yan Cheng that you are unwilling to submit to the crown prince?"