Song Beiming moved closer to the right side of Yan Xi's neck from behind, where there are active blood vessels, one only needs to touch lightly to know the circulation of qi and blood.

Yan Xi tensed up immediately.He instinctively wanted to escape, but he couldn't show his skills, so he could only pretend to struggle.

But at such a close distance, the body fragrance of the two is entangled.

Yan Xi only felt that his whole body was comfortable and his five senses were cool,

In Song Beiming, however, the wildfire started a prairie fire, and the five interiors were scorching hot.

Both of them lost their minds for a moment.

The dryness that was easily induced was also unfamiliar to Song Beiming.He couldn't bear the fact that he couldn't control his senses.

With five fingers clenched, he held Yan Xi's waist, wanting to throw him out, but at the same time wanting to hold him tightly in his arms.

In this hasty pull, Song Beiming's fingers were barely able to stick to Yan Xi's side.

Yan Xi's snow-white skin exuding heat, tempted Song Beiming to touch it like a poison, and he could even imagine that there was a fragrant medicinal fragrance in the throbbing blood vessels under the skin.

"Bite it" - there was a devil's voice in his heart instigating Song Beiming.

He wanted to bite through that white skin, suck that fresh blood, and even want to eat all the flesh and blood.

Due to being suppressed by drugs, the desire that hadn't had in the past five years came unexpectedly at this time.

When he realized that he had lost his composure, Song Beiming shivered and pushed Yan Xi away like a snake.

Yan Xi took a few steps forward and staggered to the yard threshold.

He got up in a bit of embarrassment, leaned on the threshold and turned around to look at Song Beiming.

Song Beiming's eyes were deep.

Yan Xi was taken aback by the sight, didn't say much, turned around to collect his emotions, and walked out holding the door frame.

After only two steps, a pair of cloud-patterned official boots stopped at the corner of his eyes, and a circle of small flowers embroidered on the hem of the crimson official uniform.

It is the uniform color of officials of the fourth grade.

Yan Xi thought to himself, among the permanent official positions in the Ministry of Works, there is no fourth rank.

Then this is an external visiting official.

Today, an external fourth-rank official came...

Yan Xi felt a little bad in his heart, he pressed his head and wanted to salute before leaving, but the other party came to help him short.

Four eyes collided, and Yan Xi saw the face of an old friend.

Mei Yun.

It's terrible.

Mei Yun looked at Yan Xi in surprise, seeing the deja vu in the eyebrows, he was slightly taken aback.

Knowing that the person in front of him might just be similar, but after five years, he has been getting farther and farther away from the imaginary eyebrows and eyes.

The mood was ups and downs at that moment, Yu Meiyun seemed to have been photographed by a stormy sea, but he quickly returned to calm and shouted calmly: "Master Xuan."

At the same time, he withdrew his hand to help Yan Xi.

Yan Xi took advantage of the situation to avoid contact with Mei Yun.

Then he got up and saluted hastily, his official uniform was a little messy, and the skirts were a little untied, he turned and left without even saying hello.

At this moment, it was time to turn around gracefully, but Mei Yun couldn't help but look over, subconsciously comparing that thin back with the plump young man in memory.

He looked at it for a while, his face sank, he retracted his gaze, stepped over the threshold, and stood in front of Song Beiming with his usual expression. He saluted and said, "Your Majesty has seen the young prince."

Song Beiming didn't call for exemption, but jokingly said: "The new Zuoqian capital censor, did you come here to monitor me?"

Mei Yun stood up straight and said: "Who would have expected that the little prince would dare to snatch someone from Gong Shangshu's place? The little prince is empty-handed now, has he lost him?"

Song Beiming stopped laughing, and said coldly, "You know that too."

Mei Yun: "Otherwise, why is it such a coincidence today that Gong Shangshu was delayed in the Inner Pavilion."

Song Beiming: "Gong Qiong...can't come back?"

Mei Yun: "Give him the four masters, and choose the most hidden place under the nose, so that he hasn't done things well, who can tolerate him? Once the mystery case is involved, the four surnames cannot tolerate him first.Mr. Jiang Ge is in Wenyuan Pavilion today, if Mr. Ge personally detains him, no one will be able to save him."

Song Beiming sneered: "He was able to become the Minister because of the approval of Mr. Jiang Ge. I didn't expect such a big thing to be done in private. The Jiang family didn't know it at all. It's just fun."

Mei Yun didn't answer.

Song Beiming went on to say: "Your Mei family claims to be a clean stream. You have not been in touch with the four surnames these years, and you have not been in the same way as this king. Today's matter is very involved. You are willing to tell the truth. What is the picture?"

Mei Yun stood in the sunlight, with an unfathomable smile on her face: "Because the Shenji case really should give Beiyuan and the Xuejun an explanation. As the censor, Ling Han should discern the injustice. Little prince, hereIn this matter, I am not your enemy."

Yan Xi returned to his official residence, he changed into a clean official uniform, opened the door and came out, and saw a crimson figure standing outside the yard.

Yan Xi did not expect that the dignified Mei Yushi would condescend to see him.

He saluted and pressed his eyelashes: "Your Majesty has seen Mrs. Mei."

Mei Yun examined him: "Do you recognize me?"

Yan Xi lowered his head and said: "In Jingdu, only Lord Mei is the only one who can wear official fourth-rank official uniforms in his early twenties."

Mei Yun couldn't see Yan Xi's face, and said in a low voice, "Xuan Zhuangyuan judges things like a god."

Yan Xi replied nonchalantly: "I don't dare to be that."

The person in front of him doesn't behave like a voice.

Mei Yun looked at people from top to bottom several times, but she couldn't connect this person who could be admitted to the first prize with the boy who could tear books or fold paper back then.

Mei Yun thought: I am crazy, what do you want to confirm?

He was quiet for a moment, and then said: "There are not many people who can retreat from the young prince's hands in these years. Master Xuan, what is your background?"

Yan Xi said: "Why do everyone ask me about my background today? Beijing has checked my family background eight hundred times. Why do you need to ask me so much?"

Mei Yun frowned slightly.

Few people talk to him without flattery, a young man who has just entered an official position dares to choke him like this, Mei Yun's heart was moved, he said: "Master Xuan has prejudice against this official?"

Yan Xi still pressed her eyelashes: "It's the first time we met, why talk about prejudice?"

Mei Yun always couldn't look at Yan Xi's eyebrows and eyes, and was getting depressed by the other party's cold attitude. He said: "Master Xuan will not stay in the Imperial Academy. He often reads the files in the Metropolitan Procuratorate for two months before coming to work.It took two days to show up on an occasion like today, what do you want to investigate?"

Yan Xi sighed and said, "Master Mei is overthinking. I'm new here and I don't know anything. What can I find out? Beijing is full of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. I have exhausted all my thoughts just thinking of ways not to offend others.If you are in a high position, you probably don't understand the difficulties of me and other poor people."

Yan Xi's every word and every word is aimed at, and he always underestimates his background, which is really not like what the original owner did.

For a moment, Mei Yun didn't know what result she wanted to ask.

Do you want Xuan Yin to be that person, or not?

He suddenly realized that having such a thought was a big joke in itself.

Not to mention the disfigurement of the Seventh Prince, how could a dignified prince let others belittle him like this?

In the past, Yan Xi was very sensitive, as long as someone had a slight bad word, he would sternly criticize him, not like Xuan Yin.

Mei Yun was extremely depressed for a while.He began to reflect on his unreasonable speculation and uncontrollable visits.

He withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of Beijing. He suddenly felt that the day was unbearably long, and his voice became heavier: "I advise Master Xuan, if you really have nothing to rely on, then don't go to the Hun in Jingdu."water."

Yan Xi lowered his head, and said without emotion: "Your Majesty, Xie Mei, please give me some advice."

So much to say, there is nothing more to say.

Mei Yun walked away with a flick of her sleeves.

After taking three or five steps, he turned around suddenly, catching Yan Xi's face waiting for him to go away before raising it.

The eyes of the two collided.

She is indeed a beauty - Mei Yun said in her heart.

No wonder all the dignitaries in Beijing wanted to investigate Xuan Yin.

With Xuan Yin's appearance, some people even want to abolish Xuan Yin's fame.

As long as there is no fame and fame, the rich and powerful can trample on such a peerless beauty willfully.

But Xuan Yin had the highest fame, which made people dare not take it lightly. Every day, they could not eat and watch, and many people scratched their heads in anxiety.

Mei Yun saw Xuan Yin standing proudly under the red eaves, so thin that he would collapse in the wind, he thought for a while, and said: "Although the little prince acts recklessly, he is definitely not a person who hangs around the flowers. Master Xuan studied hard in the cold window."Don't waste your talent and learning over the years."

It wasn't until Mei Yun walked a long way that Yan Xi came back to it.

Mei Yun was probably watching the process of him sitting in Song Beiming's arms and being pushed down, thinking that he threw himself into Song Beiming's arms and was cruelly rejected.

Mei Yun had misunderstood him.

Yan Xi thought: This is really... great, it's good that Mei Yun gets tired of me.

That day and night, Yan Xi avoided the eyes and ears and returned to the West Garden of the Imperial Mausoleum.

Just after entering Xiyuan, saw a man in black holding a sword leaning against a pillar by the door.

Yan Xi paused, and said politely: "Thank you Wei Zhenfu for your help today."

"It's not about helping each other. It's just that the situation forced it. Your Highness has a lot of tricks." Wei Chi replied with a smirk, "Also, what kind of pacifier am I now? Your Highness has flattered me."

Yan Xi was not surprised by the other party's displeasure.

He has checked Wei Chifeng's resume. When he joined Jinyiwei, he was eager to make quick success and quick success. He was highly regarded by Emperor Tianxi because of his skill and agility. He was promoted to Nanzhen Fu in just ten years.s position.

He used such a character for no reason today, but he didn't give him any favors. If he didn't rely on his status as a prince, the other party might tear him apart.

But Yan Xi dared to take advantage of this for nothing, so he smiled without sincerity, which was regarded as a response.

Wei Chifeng had been his secret guard for many years, so he naturally knew that Yan Xi was unhappy.He raised his eyebrows indifferently, and just asked his own question: "Since when did Your Highness notice me?"

This bit of frankness, Yan Xi can give.He said: "If you talk about doubts, I had them as early as when I arrived at the imperial mausoleum. After all, I have been in danger several times, and I have always survived. There must be a reason. If it is true, it has only happened in the past two years."

Wei Chifeng asked: "And how did you guess it was mine?"

Yan Xiping looked at the other party and said: "How rare is a first-class expert. Five years ago, Fuwei Chifeng in Jinyiwei Town was attacked and killed when he went out. I just had such an extra expert here. Such a coincidence is not difficult to guess."...Moreover, Jin Yiwei is the emperor's sword, Wei Zhenfu is the emperor's confidant, and the only person who can command you is my father. If not you, who else?"

Wei Chifeng snorted, and said: "I have been with His Highness for five years, and today is the first day I know His Highness."

Yan Xi said the scene: "Where is it, what happened to me in the past five years, every detail, is in Wei Zhenfu's eyes. There is probably no one in this world who sees me more clearly than Wei Zhenfu."

Wei Chifeng smiled strangely and said: "Speaking of it, the lower officials are the ones who don't understand His Royal Highness the most. Your Highness has been able to perceive the existence of lower officials two years ago.I follow you every day, but I don’t know. I have followed His Highness for five years, and in the past two years, I have often lost His Highness. Thinking about it, His Highness’s skill is even more unpredictable. Martial arts are about solid foundations and accumulated over time. Dare I ask Your Highness, what is the reason for your rapid progress?What's the big deal?"

Yan Xi rejoiced in his heart that he hid it well when he used the medicine back then, and now he has no scruples and smiled calmly: "Is there such a powerful thing in this world?"

Wei Chifeng heard the other party's wariness, and said with a sneer, "Who knows."

Both sides mistrust each other.

Shang Baiheng had been waiting in the study for a long time, Yan Xi pushed the door and sat down, and took a few sips of water.

Shang Baiheng raised his head and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Yan Xi shook her head habitually and said, "It's still good."

He couldn't help thinking of the refreshing medicinal fragrance on Song Beiming's body, which could make him calm and comfortable just by smelling it.

It's a pity that that person was too difficult to serve, and he couldn't get close to hear it for a long time.

And...after he left Song Beiming, the drug gradually became more unbearable.It is like a long-thirsty person who drinks a sip of sweet rain and becomes even more unbearable to thirst.

Yan Xi is kind and forbearing, this added discomfort is actually nothing to him.

It's just... There were some strange reactions on his body, and they got worse as he left Song Beiming longer.

He suddenly thought of the moment when Song Beiming approached his neck, and immediately picked up the tea and drank another cup.

After drinking the cold water, Yan Xi was inexplicably aggrieved.

He wiped away the water from the corners of his mouth with his pale fingers, then nodded to Shang Baiheng again, and said: "It's a little uncomfortable, is Imperial Physician Zhou still here today?"

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