This summer, I don’t know where God is uncomfortable. The capital is hot and there is no wind all day long. Even the masters in the palace are somewhat bitter.

When the Chun Wang was chatting with a few Qingkes, the servant outside brought in a cup of sour plum soup and said with a smile: "Prince, the prince ordered the chef to prepare soup for you. I have specially advised you to put it in the well and it is better to put it in the shade and not add ice."

"This kid."

Pure King suddenly laughed.

He doesn't like sweets, but today he saw this soup and before he could drink it, he felt it was tasty everywhere.

"The prince is really filial."

"Your Majesty is blessed."

A group of Qinggu had already figured out the prince's thoughts and could do it well. Soon, he slapped the prince's face and quickly slapped the prince's face and grinned and showed a row of front teeth.

"Where is the prince?"

"The prince said that he got a new fragrance recipe, which has the effect of avoiding heat. The spices and medicinal materials in the Taoist palace are too expensive and used for experiments to waste, so he went out to choose some cheap spices and came back."

The heart trembled, and tears almost filled his eyes, "Where is this?"

He has been moved almost every day these days.

Every day when he wakes up early, Prince Chun will come to pay his respects to him, care about his body, massage his shoulders and backs, and eat with him at noon. He even notices that his stomach is not good, so he asks the imperial doctor to condition him and stare at his food and drink.

All of this is like a dream for the Pure King.

Not to mention that my son is still motivated, he doesn’t go out to make trouble, doesn’t make trouble at home, and just sits in the study every day to study.

"The summer heat is hot, and reading is too tiring. It's great to develop a hobby."

It’s good to make a spice, it’s great if you can’t be tired or hurt.

The Pure King suddenly came back to his senses. He remembered that his son had to save even the incense, so he blamed himself for himself. He quickly ordered his servants to open the warehouse and carry the precious spices into his son's yard.

The princess is the head of the princess. If the prince wants to deliver things to his son, he will inevitably alarm the princess.

It is worth a thousand gold. On weekdays, the princess uses some gifts to the old lady in the palace. The precious spices that hurt are also worthless and are moving outwards in boxes at a time.

Now even the Pure Princess is so sad.

"How could he know how to make incense? How many good things have been harmed?"

Princess Chun came from the Dong family. If she hadn't married into the second wife and had she become the second wife, Chun Wang herself, it would be difficult for her to marry into the royal family now.

After all, it was not the early years. Generally, the imperial court chose a wife for the royal family, but only required a clean family and a good family style, so that they did not force their background.

It has been very different over the years. The old emperor is very good to his son. He chooses a daughter-in-law and at least wants a lady from a family.

Your Majesty is also very good to his younger brothers. He treats his sons as his younger brothers, especially the Princess Chun, who chose him as the lady of the Meng family of the aristocratic family, and the old man of the Meng family was a famous minister during the late emperor and had served as an imperial teacher.

Miss Meng is famous and famous. She was known as the number one beauty in the capital back then. When she married the Pure King, others would never think that she was the one who was the one who was a leader, and she would not even mutter to the private saying "The Pearl is in secret."

Unfortunately, Miss Meng is good at everything, but she doesn't live long and dies of illness within two years after giving birth to Zhao Yi.

Maybe it's really a jealous talent.

As soon as Dong entered the Chunwang Mansion, he was pressing the perfect princess on it. Naturally, he had to be more cautious and behave properly. He was also very kind to Prince Chunwang on weekdays, but when he saw Chunwang behind his back, he wanted to emptie his mansion to supplement his son's style, which was really unavoidable.

"Who doesn't know what Zhao Yi looks like? I don't know what's wrong with me!"

Dong couldn't help but talk to his confidant maid, guessing that Zhao Yi went out to spend time and do whatever he wanted, and sooner or later, causing a big disaster. Then he naturally lost his position as the prince and his mood improved slightly.

Zhao Yi didn't care at all about whether his identity as a prince would be lost. Now he was worried about his own life, the lives of the prince's mansion.

He was locked up at the desk in the study for more than ten days. Every day, in addition to completing tasks assigned by the "monster" to him, such as caring about his father's body, serving tea and water to his father, rubbing his shoulders and pinching his back, and saying a kind thing about caring about his father, he just reads every day, and then he can't recite it backwards, and even his toes cannot move.

He studied hard every day and had no time to think about what was next. But today he suddenly became free and was sent to leave the palace by being sent to Zhao Yi, but he was even more afraid.

He was completely sure that the monster could completely control his body.

In the past few days, whenever he saw the monster wearing his skin, put his hands on his father's shoulders and neck, and his neck, it seemed that he could kill his father with a little force. He was so scared that he felt cold.

But his father was very moved and even wanted to sleep with his son.

Zhao Yi:#&*%#

Could his father be a fool? Can he be a little vigilant?

On weekdays, he felt annoyed when he saw his father, and he was so angry that he was so fooled. Not long after his mother passed away, she married another serious princess and came back. Everyone in the capital knew that he fell in love with him at first sight, but he didn't think that there was anything wrong with his father.

Especially recently, when he saw that fool smiled happily and his face shining, he... was even more worried about this fool.

I was so worried that I couldn't think of it.

Now he heard the servant mentioning the superb food in Xiangyuelou, and he was absent-minded and even felt boring.

Zhao Yi was worried all the way, and immediately bypassed Xiangyue Tower, bypassed Baibaozhai, passed Huanlefang, and went directly into Taoran Bookstore.

According to the book list given by the monster, dozens of books were selected and the people from the bookstore sent them directly to the royal palace.

The "No Name Scroll" includes all the books in the world, and more specifically, it should be all the written materials in the world. However, Zhao Yi must be shown to study hard, so that if there is any change in the future, it will not appear inconsistent.

Here, he was packing a box. Zhao Yi picked up a booklet and leaned against the door to read it casually. He heard a sound of footsteps coming, and the two young men walked out of the backyard of the bookstore.

The leader seemed a little surprised when he saw Zhao Yi. He glanced at the book in his hand, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "It would be fine if the prince just wanted to buy the book and go back to fool the Pure King. If he was serious in the imperial examination, it would be fine if he didn't read such books. It was neither compiled by everyone nor a version of official studies. After reading it, he would only increase his worries and was easily misled. It was inappropriate or inappropriate."

When Zhao Yi saw this young man, he was immediately annoyed.

Among the sons of the princes in the capital, even if Zhao Yi is a playboy, he is still the best person. The ordinary nobles really dare not provoke him, and they are not willing to provoke him.

Even those who are very inconsistent with King Chun usually warn their descendants to offend Zhao Yi less if they have nothing to do.

The nobles with status and status in Beijing usually know how to advance and retreat and have high emotional intelligence. Playing with them, even from different camps, may be stabbed behind their backs, but there are few unpleasant moments on the face. This one is an exception in front of you, which is particularly annoying and has no eye-catching.
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