After all, His Royal Highness the King of Banquets has hardly paid any attention to anyone since he entered the door, and Duan Zheng is the only one.

"But people who really make friends with you won't care if you are familiar with this king. Most of the people who will make friends with you are those who are high and low, and will have less contact in the future." Yu Jingdu said : "Learn more from your father, it's not enough to learn from Rong Zhuo."

Duan Zheng:  …

He was stunned for a while before he realized that King Yan was educating him!

In fact, Yu Jingdu was not a nosy person, but he could see that Rong Zhuo cared about this cousin very much.

That being the case, he didn't mind to mention a few words to the other party.

Duan Zheng can see that he is not too crooked in his bones, but he is spoiled on weekdays.

It's a good reason, Duan's father may not listen to what he said to him, but Yu Jingdu said it was different.

Anyway, it was just a casual mention. As for whether he listened to Yu Jingdu or not, he couldn't care less.

the other side.

After Yu Jingdu left, Rong Zhuo was a little at a loss when facing the Eighth Prince.

He has never brought children, let alone a noble prince in front of him.

Fortunately, the Eighth Prince took the initiative, pulled Rong Zhuo's hand before he could speak, and asked in a milky voice, "Brother, can you play with me?"

"Well..." Rong Zhuo originally wanted to correct his name, feeling that it was out of order, but when he thought that he was Yu Jingdu's younger brother, it seemed okay to call him that, "What do you want to play?"

The eighth prince tilted his head and thought for a while, "Tell me a story, no one has told me a story for a long time."

"Don't the palace servants serving you tell you stories?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"They can't tell stories, and they will lie to me." The eighth prince looked a little depressed when he remembered that he had almost said something he shouldn't have said because of what he heard from the palace servants. He didn't quite understand what that event meant, but he knew vaguely that those words were definitely not good words.

Rong Zhuo looked at him and suddenly remembered that the mother of the eighth prince didn't seem to be very favored.

I don't know if it was because the little guy was too similar to Yu Jingdu, or for some other reason, Rong Zhuo looked at the eighth prince in front of him and suddenly thought of Yu Jingdu when he was a child.

He couldn't help but wonder, was Yu Jingdu the same indifferent temperament he is now when he was young?

Or was there a time when he was as innocent as the Eighth Prince?

But in the atmosphere of the palace, with an unloved mother, and without the support of the emperor, after a long time, no matter how lively the temperament is, it should be riddled with holes. Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help feeling a little distressed for Jingdu, and even had a little more affection for the little milk doll in front of him.

When Yu Jingdu came back from the front yard, he saw this scene:

Rong Zhuo was sitting in a chair, holding the eighth prince in his arms, and the two seemed very close.

Rong Zhuo didn't know what to say, which made the little guy giggled and laughed, the big one and the small one burst into laughter, not even realizing that Yu Jingdu came back.

"What are you talking about, so happy?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Third brother!" The eighth prince excitedly said to Yu Jingdu, "Can we not go back to the palace today?"

Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows and said to Rongzhuo, "What kind of ecstasy soup did you give him?"

"Talked to him about my childhood." Rong Zhuo said.

"Really?" Yu Jingdu said sourly, "I never heard of your childhood."

Rong Zhuo held back a smile, "I'll tell you in the future."

Yu Jingdu was satisfied when he heard the words, and then squatted on the ground and said to the eighth prince: "Today, you may not go back to the palace, but you can't stay here forever. It's time for us to return to the palace."

"Ugh..." The Eighth Prince looked at Yu Jingdu pitifully, and asked in a low voice, "Can you bring your beautiful brother back to the palace?"

With a smile in his eyes, Yu Jingdu said patiently, "Have you forgotten what the third brother said? After you leave here, you won't be able to let people know that we met the beautiful brother today."

"And his current home is not in the palace." Yu Jingdu said.

The Eighth Prince keenly grasped the point of his words, "After that...will his home be in the palace?"

Yu Jingdu chuckled, "Then you have to ask people if they want to."

Rong Zhuo was stunned, thinking in his mind, is it really okay to say this in front of a child?

At the same time, he felt that it was not good for Yu Jingdu to say such words in front of the Eighth Prince without any scruples. If a child went out and said something, he would only be in trouble.

But after he came back to his senses, his heartbeat couldn't help but be faster than before. He clearly knew that Yu Jingdu's words should be a joke, just to coax children, but he couldn't help but feel a little sweet in his heart.

And he knew that Yu Jingdu had always been measured, and no matter how disturbing the other side was, the risky move that he could make would definitely come through, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

The eighth prince didn't know what mystery was hidden in Yu Jingdu's words. He only knew that if the beautiful brother agreed, he would become a member of the third brother's house in the future, so that he could see each other at any time. Thinking of this, he asked Rong Zhuo with a look of anticipation, "Brother, please promise the third brother quickly."

Rong Zhuo: ...

Chapter 96

The Eighth Prince looked up at Rong Zhuo with an innocent face, which was really hard to refuse.

But this question was too serious, and although Yu Jingdu might just be joking, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but take it seriously.

He thought about it for a while, and said to the eighth prince, "Let me think about it before I promise, okay?"

The eighth prince pursed his lips, as if he didn't quite understand why he had to think about such a simple question.

But he is an understanding character, he nodded when he heard the words, and he didn't mean to be entangled at all.

Rong Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but did not dare to look at Yu Jingdu's expression.

Because he was not sure from beginning to end whether Yu Jingdu was joking.

"Let's go." Yu Jingdu leaned over and picked up the Eighth Prince, and said to Rongzhuo, "I may be busy these two days..."