Yu Qin's attention to You Zhihe was far beyond Yan Yunhe's imagination. From that night in Nanfeng Pavilion, Yan Yunhe realized that Yu Qin was special to You Zhihe.

Even if You Zhihe is him, You Zhihe is just a person whose appearance, identity, character, and even his age are fake.

Why is Yu Qin so interested in You Zhihe?

Despite the fact that the timing of You Zhihe's appearance was indeed delicate and his behavior was very suspicious, would Yu Qin really be so ambiguous to everyone who doubted him?

Asking what type you like feels like flirting, not interrogation.

You Zhihe was so in tune with Yu Qin's heart, and the only thing he was dissatisfied with was those eyes that belonged to Yan Yunhe. The only real thing about his body was that he didn't like Yu Qin.

The person Yu Qin likes is someone completely different from him.

But what if Yu Qin really likes him? As long as he waits for the disguise master to come back, You Zhihe's identity will disappear completely in this world. Who makes Yu Qin care about a person who doesn't exist at all?

Yan Yunhe smiled on his face and said words against his will. This was a duel that only he knew about. Since he had been hit hard by Yu Qin, he naturally needed to fight back.

When Yu Qin heard this, he didn't get angry. This was probably the first time he heard someone say so frankly that they hated his appearance.

"Really? What a pity." Yu Qin stood up and looked down at Yan Yunhe: "I am very satisfied with the young master."

Yan Yunhe took the jade pendant out of Yu Qin's hand: "This kind of thing must be mutually agreeable. If you insist on wishful thinking, I will also be very distressed." After saying that, he took a few steps back and distanced himself from each other: "As for the scars on his body, they were slapped with wattle sticks by his harsh father when he was a child.

His eyes fell on Yan Yunhe's robe, as if through the layers of fabric, the scene he had seen yesterday was outlined: "Can such a deep scar be extracted with just thorns? Academician You is too cruel to his child. ."

Yan Yunhe thought that Yu Qin's overly direct gaze was indeed overwhelming at times.

Although he knew that the other person was just recalling the scars he had seen before, which aroused doubts.

But it made him feel ashamed that everything had been seen through, and his ears felt faintly hot.

"Who told me that my skin is more delicate, and I will leave scars if I bump it casually." Yan Yunhe took a few steps back, almost retreating to the door: "Sir, I have an appointment with someone later. If you finish asking, I Let's go now."

He stepped back, his back almost touching the door. To his surprise, Yu Qin didn't stop him. He just picked up the heater in his hand again and said with a tired look, "Then I won't delay you, young master. It's about that."

Yan Yunhe opened the door, and the tall guards in imperial robes stood there, looking into the room.

After getting the signal from the people inside, he gave way. When Yan Yunhe left the teahouse, he felt quite complicated.

He didn't understand that Yu Qin let him go so easily. He also didn't understand the attitude of Empress Dowager Jiang in the palace.

Empress Dowager Jiang's attitude towards this matter can also show that she was deeply implicated in the smuggling of gunpowder, which made her send Yu Qin to Yunzhou to kill people and bury the news at such a critical time.

Why did he suddenly relax now? Even if he found out about Liang Yin'er, he would just pick it up high and put it down gently.

If the Queen Mother is really so tough, let alone the illegitimate son of Master You, even if he is the illegitimate son of Marquis Yong'an, he will be arrested and imprisoned in a matter of minutes.

When Fang Zhizhou came back from the palace, he would know why he could easily escape from Yu Qin.

There was no joy on Fang Zhizhou's face: "Jiang Shang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, apologized to the emperor for Zhao Xiang's incident in the morning and begged for his body to return home."

Yan Yunhe's expression changed slightly: "Absurd!" After finishing speaking, he became anxious again. He asked in a voice: "What are the other officials in the court saying about his resignation?"

Fang Zhizhou tightened the fan in his hand: "The Yuan Party did not intercede for Jiang Shang, but they did not use this to kill Jiang Shang and impeach Jiang Shang. "

Yan Yunhe said: "I felt wrong when Zhang Zheng impeached Elder Yuan Ge and was taken away by the Jinyi Guards. When did the Queen Mother get so close to Elder Yuan Ge?"

"Your Majesty, have you become so close in recent years ? Strong, it is not unusual for the Queen Mother and Ge Lao to join forces to suppress His Majesty. "Fang Zhizhou Dao.

Yan Yunhe sat down on the chair: "If we had found the evidence earlier and convicted the smuggling incident, the smuggling of gunpowder by the Ministry of Industry was related to conspiracy, and Jiang Shang would naturally not be able to escape accountability."

Fang Zhizhou said solemnly: " Now Jiang Shang has taken advantage of the situation and put all the blame on himself. Even if it is found that smuggling is related to treason, it is only his fault and has nothing to do with the Queen Mother

. "We were not strict and did not detect the corruption in the Ministry of Industry in time." Fang Zhizhou said, "Now we have become passive."

This was a decisive move. If they played their cards first, Dirty Water would naturally succeed. Splashed on the Queen Mother.

They naturally knew that as long as the Queen Mother was not stupid, she would not want to change the emperor.

But Emperor Cheng Jing did not consider whether the Queen Mother had anything to do with this matter. What he wanted was that the Queen Mother must be related to this matter.

His Majesty ascended the throne at the age of ten, and Empress Dowager Jiang has been in charge of the affairs behind the curtain ever since. If this matter can be used to force the Empress Dowager to hand over her power and retreat to the harem, this God-given opportunity will not be wasted.

Yan Yunhe rubbed his temples: "Then all our efforts these days have been in vain."

Fang Zhizhou patted his shoulder: "There is no need to be so pessimistic. Your Majesty is still very pleased that you can find out this matter. He said Once this matter is over, you can return to Shenji Camp and resume your position as admiral."

Yan Yunhe smiled bitterly and said, "You said that if I came back from the dead now, I would go to His Majesty and sue Yu Qin for murdering the imperial official . "Is it still useful?"

Fang Zhizhou sighed: "The smuggling case can't shake the Queen Mother's position. Even if you bring down a hundred Yu Qin, the Queen Mother will find someone to replace her. Maybe the Queen Mother will turn around and thank you." You, get rid of Yu Qin for her."

Yan Yunhe lay on the table and pounded the table angrily: "Isn't Yu Qin stupid? You know that the poisonous woman asked him to do such a thing. She just dug a hole for him to jump into. He danced so happily!"

Fang Zhizhou touched the man's head. Yan Yunhe's appearance as a young man made him very surprised. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tease: "This time, I also managed to win over a minister of the Ministry of Industry. , His Majesty is still very satisfied."

After Emperor Cheng Jing retired from the court, he passed Fang Zhizhou to the imperial study.

He was not as angry as Fang Zhizhou thought, but instead had a calmness that he had expected. He even had time to ask Fang Zhizhou how his recent paintings were.

Fang Zhizhou had just flattered him a few times when a dark crow flew out of the room and landed gently on Emperor Cheng Jing's shoulder.

Emperor Cheng Jing touched the crow's tail feathers and said, "This time I can finally clearly see how many nails my mother buried in my court."

"Don't worry, the future is long." Emperor Cheng Jing said with a chuckle.

...

The smuggling case was handed over to the Imperial City Department, and Emperor Cheng Jing ordered him to have a good rest, which probably meant that Yanyun He could not come back to life so quickly.

Although he didn't know the purpose of Emperor Cheng Jing's arrangement, Yan Yunhe dared to guess that this might be to settle accounts with Qiu Hou.

Or maybe Yu Qin is the grandson of Duke Yu after all. No matter how bad Yu Qin's reputation is, Emperor Cheng Jing doesn't want to touch him easily.

Yan Yunhe naturally listens to His Majesty, and he is not dead either. It is His Majesty who makes the decision whether he wants to pursue the case or not.

There is still one day left before the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.

Before recovering his identity, Yan Yunhe had been living in Fang Mansion.

Fang Zhizhou was so busy that he didn't show up for several days in order to prevent anything from happening at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.

He didn't expect that You Liang would come to his door when Fang Zhizhou was not in the house.

You Liang was obviously used to coming to Fang Mansion, and he didn't encounter many obstacles. When he came in and saw Yan Yunhe, he was shocked: "What is your relationship with Yan Yunhe?"

Yan Yunhe was shocked by his beast-like intuition. Jump: "Who? I don't know him."

You Liang pointed at his face: "Then why do you look so similar to him? Are you the illegitimate son of Marquis Yong'an?"

Yan Yunhe couldn't help but ask: "How do you look like him? !"

You Liang: "With his curly hair and those eyeballs, Yanyun Henas is the only person I know who has such a unique pair of tricks."

Yanyun He could not refute for a while.

You Liang is a familiar person, so he actually started talking to him like this.

Mentioning his good friend, You Liang looked sad again: "I don't know what's going on in Huaiyang. I asked many friends to inquire in Yunzhou, but they couldn't get any information about him."

Why should Yan Yun continue to follow You Liang? If you go down, you will be exposed, so when the servant comes to serve tea, you turn around and sneak out of the house to avoid the limelight.

The weather has been good this year, and it has started to snow early. People are also looking forward to the upcoming ceremony to worship the heaven.

The street is lively, lanterns are hung high, and Yan Yunhe is wearing a cloak and wandering casually on the street.

When he came back from the border, he entered the Shenji Camp without stopping. He was so busy with everything that he could hardly relax at this moment.

The street vendors were selling glutinous rice dumplings, and they smelled sweet. Yan Yunhe immediately sat down and ordered a bowl.

The glutinous rice balls were served very quickly, and when you bit into the soft white skin, the sweet sesame filling overflowed between your lips and teeth. Yan Yunhe was so hot that he took a small breath, and suddenly felt a coldness on his eyebrows.

He raised his head and saw that it was snowing.

White snow is falling from the sky, the winter solstice has arrived, and the whole family is reunited.

Yan Yunhe couldn't go home, couldn't see friends, couldn't even show his true face to others, this long winter night was so cold and lonely.

It turns out that this feeling of no longer having any contact with people is so lonely.

Did Yu Qin often feel this way? Was it similar to his current mood when he came back from the palace and ate plain noodles alone?

However, these are Yu Qin's own choices. That is something that Yan Yunhe cannot interfere with and has no position to interfere.

Yan Yunhe looked at the glutinous rice balls in the bowl and sighed softly.

The snow suddenly stopped. Yan Yunhe raised his head. An umbrella was held above him. Following the hand of the umbrella holder, he looked at that person.

"What a coincidence." Yu Qin tilted his umbrella and said, "We meet again."

Yan Yunhe smiled back at him: "What a coincidence? Why do I feel that you are following me on purpose so that you can meet me by chance?"

Yu Qinwang said Looking into his light-colored eyes: "The young master is like the old friend I know. He likes to be sentimental."

Yan Yunhe: "I never leave my old friend, but Han Chu's sweetheart?"

"What do you want to know?" Yu Qinnian said. When he said You Zhihe's name, his tone was very soft, with a vague ambiguity.

Yan Yunhe held up his chin and fiddled with the glutinous rice balls in the bowl with a spoon: "I guess not."

"I think you have a ruthless face, how can you have a sweetheart."

"Even if you did, he would have died long ago."