"Yi, Yili, why have you become so small, but... you look so good."
Luo Xiuran hiccupped, rubbed his eyes vigorously, to make sure that he really saw a miniature version of Feng Yili, he wanted to reach out and pinch Xiao Baozi's face.
But at this critical moment, Qianqing pushed the door open and appeared.
Seeing this, her eyes changed.
Worried that Xiao Baozi's identity would be discovered, she kicked him away without hesitation, then scooped up Xiao Baozi and hugged him in her arms.
When Luo Xiuran got up, the door was already closed.
He scratched his hair in a daze, and muttered in a low voice: "It's strange, why does Benhou seem to see Yi Li running away with Jian Qing?"
Inside the house.
Both Qianjiao and Qianmei looked serious.
"Just now, has Little Marquis Luo discovered the true appearance of the young master?" Qian Mei asked worriedly.
The prince has told you that you must hide the identity of the young master.
They were negligent.
Thinking that the regent left Huishengtang, they could let go of their guard.
Who knows, there is also a little Lord Luo.
If I had known earlier, I would have kicked him out tonight.
Qianqing put the little bun on the bed and covered him with the quilt.
She looked at Xiao Baozi with an extremely gentle expression, but when she heard what Qian Jiao and Qian Mei said, her expression turned cold.
After a while, she said softly: "Don't worry, according to Luo Xiuran's unreliable temperament, even if he speaks out, not many people will believe him."
Hearing her response, Qian Jiao and Qian Mei looked at each other in blank dismay.
She seems to know the appearance of Young Lord Luo very well.
…
The next morning, Luo Xiuran found himself waking up on the ground in the yard.
His neck and body hurt badly, especially the chest that was kicked by Qian Qing last night, it hurts when he pressed it.
He sat up, with a pile of wine jars beside him, and he was in a daze.
Patted his head, he was a little more awake.
He remembered that he drank to drink away his worries last night, and then...
Yes, he saw that face.
Is it a dream or reality?
Hesitating for a moment, he started running out, riding back to the Regent's Palace.
As soon as he arrived at the Prince Regent's Mansion, he hurried to Chaofeng Yili's study.
Feng Yili was instructing Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan to deal with Yu Pengtian's affairs.
After Yu Pengtian fell, it wasn't just Feng Weirui who was affected.
The position of the servant must be replaced by someone.
As for who...everyone is watching.
"My lord, what the fifth prince means is that he wants to recommend Liu Zeng." Jiang Ying said in a low voice.
Liu was once the confidant of the Fifth Prince.
"Prince Rui didn't dare to act rashly these days, but the crown prince and the third prince should also pay close attention to this seat. I heard that the two of them have already summoned their staff to discuss with the government. Your lord, what do you mean..."
Jiang Chuan looked at Feng Yili suspiciously.
"I remember, Xu Zhiyan's current official position is not high, right?" Feng Yili raised his eyes and said quietly.
Xu Zhiyan, Master Xu?
"Well," Feng Yili replied lightly, "The current imperial court is like a piece of rotten wood, with a beautiful surface but riddled with holes inside. There are too few trustworthy people in the imperial court, Xu Zhiyan... has a meaning people."
"If he becomes the new minister, crown prince, eldest prince, third prince, and fifth prince, no one can make up his mind about this position." Feng Yili continued to explain.
Apart from Xu Zhiyan's relationship with Yu Yunxi, which he doesn't like, he thinks Xu Zhiyan's personality is okay.
Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan looked at each other.
Sure enough, the prince still does not intend to help the fifth prince.
Also, for the virtue of the fifth prince, it would have been better if the prince hadn't killed him back then.
"But, the Fifth Prince, will he..." Jiang Ying looked a little embarrassed.
He wanted to say something else, but at this moment, Luo Xiuran had already rushed in.
"Yi Li, Yi Li, I have something very important to tell you."
Running in, Luo Xiuran said anxiously while panting.
"What's up?"
"Yesterday, last night, when I was staying overnight in Huisheng Hall, I vaguely saw that you had become smaller."
Feng Yili: "..."
Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan: "..."
"And then?" Jiang Ying asked in a strange tone.
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Luo Xiuran's body, he thought to himself that Young Master Luo is still drunk, right?
"Then, he was carried away by Jian Qing. No, he should have followed Jian Qing. No, no, they left anyway, and Jian Qing kicked me."
At the end, Luo Xiuran's tone was extremely aggrieved.
The corners of Jiang Ying and Jiang Chuan's mouths twitched.
They were sure that a certain Young Lord Luo really hadn't sobered up yet.
"Little Marquis, let's take you to cook some hangover soup." When they walked over, they wanted to drag Luo Xiuran away so that he would not disturb the prince.
But at this moment, Feng Yili suddenly made a faint voice: "Wait a minute, Luo Xiuran, are you sure...you really saw this king?"
His deep eyes stared at Luo Xiuran.
It seems calm, but only he himself knows that the pen in his hand has been broken by him.
His body was also tense, and his heart seemed to be pinched by someone.
"Benhou swears, I really saw a child who looked like you last night... Wait, I remember seeing Jin'er's nocturnal excursion at first, jumping out, and then I walked over to have a look, I found that face looks like you!"
As Luo Xiuran talked, he was confused.
He scratched his hair, looking depressed.
What he saw was obviously Jin'er, why did he become a miniature version of the regent?
"Master Luo, you are really too drunk. Jin'er is the son of the Southwest Prince, and if he looks like the Southwest Prince, how could he look like a prince?" Jiang Ying said helplessly.
"Not necessarily."
Suddenly, Feng Yili spoke hoarsely.
A sharp glint flashed in his black eyes.
"Jiang Ying, go and investigate what happened in the imperial mausoleum back then. From the people around Yu Wanrong, I must know what happened back then!"
The wind is easy to leave the cold sound opening.
"Yes, my lord." Jiang Ying's expression also became serious.
"Yi Li, what's going on here?" Luo Xiuran was at a loss, and he couldn't help asking curiously.
"It's okay, you've done a good job this time, in the future...remember to drink more wine."
Feng Yili glanced at him, this time, it was rare that his attitude was extremely pleasant.
This made Luo Xiuran feel flattered.