"Where is your Lord Jue?"
Li Xuan asked the maidservant who was cleaning the courtyard as soon as he entered the door.
The maidservant named Xiao Qing, who was sprinkling water to cool down the courtyard, was startled. The brocade handkerchief that was wrapped in ice fell out of her arms. She trembled and said, "In, in the inner residence …"
Li Xuan strode inside. When he was about to pass through the moon gate, he turned back and asked, "How many days has your Lord Jue been back?"
"Yes, it's been a few days …" The maidservant, who was startled, was still in a daze.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walked straight into the Viscount's Mansion, as if he was entering an uninhabited place. None of the servants dared to stop him — this Crown Prince had come to the Viscount's Mansion many times in the past few months. Who didn't know His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Who dared to be presumptuous in front of him?
Li Yi was lying on the rocking chair. On the table was a jug of grape wine that had just been chilled. There was a huge block of ice placed in the four corners of the room. The room was cool and didn't feel stuffy at all. Xiao Huan took the grapes out of the ice water, peeled them, and carefully put them into his mouth …
At that moment, Li Xuan, who was sweating profusely and looking haggard, appeared before him.
When Li Xuan stepped into the room, he just saw Li Yi lying leisurely on the rocking chair. The maidservant was putting grapes into his mouth. He had worked so hard these days, but he was enjoying it so much — didn't his conscience hurt?
"Too much, too much, you …"
Such a sharp contrast caused Li Xuan's heart to burn with anger. He pointed at Li Yi and was just about to berate him when he suddenly shivered. The difference between the unbearably hot and unbearably cool and cool was only a step away. The strong contrast caused him to freeze in place for a moment.
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"Grape wine, it's better to have it chilled!" Sitting on a rocking chair next to Li Yi, Li Xuan took a sip of wine with one hand and closed his eyes. After a while, he sighed with emotion.
It had been a long time since he had drunk chilled grape wine. Ever since the amount of ice given to him in the palace had decreased, chilled grape wine had become a luxury. The Shizi Fei was afraid of the heat, so he sent all the ice to her room. At night, of course, he also slept in her room.
At this time, how could he still care about reprimanding Li Yi? He only felt his entire body relax. Even if he had to lie here for the rest of his life, he was willing.
At the same time, he finally began to understand why Li Yi had such a special liking for such a chair.
"You've been back for so long, why didn't you send a message to the Prince's residence?" Li Xuan lay on his back, looking at the ceiling. Even his voice was a little weak.
"Before you bother me, I should at least have a few days of comfort …" The second bottle of grape wine was snatched away by Li Xuan. This impolite guy actually drank from the bottle. Where had all the royal etiquette gone? Li Yi said unhappily.
"Then are you comfortable enough?" Li Xuan asked.
Li Yi asked in reply, "Since you're here, is there any difference whether it's enough or not?"
"No." Li Xuan said honestly, "His Majesty is sick and hasn't gotten better for a month. You have to come with me to the palace to have a look."
"Even the imperial doctors can't do anything, what can I see?" Li Yi indicated that Xiao Huan didn't need to feed him and said with his hands behind his head.
"The imperial doctors can't do anything, but that doesn't mean you can't either." Li Xuan turned to look at him and said, "Time is of the essence, we have to leave immediately …"
To him, Li Xuan was like a jinx. The moment he saw him, Li Yi knew that his good days were over.
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There were two ice buckets in the spacious carriage. Li Yi pinched a piece of crushed ice and put it in his mouth to chew. He looked at Li Xuan in surprise and asked, "I haven't seen you for a few months, why is your complexion so bad? Could it be that — the Crown Princess is really powerful? It's not that I want to criticize you, but young people should know how to control themselves, or else you'll regret it in the future. "
It was said that the more gentle a woman looked, the more 'passionate' she was inside. Seeing Li Xuan's expression, Li Yi knew that there was some truth in this saying.
"Where did you get all that ice in your house?" Li Xuan's mind was clearly not on that matter as he stared at the ice buckets in the carriage.
"I made it myself." Li Yi leaned against the soft cushion and said lazily.
"You can make ice in the middle of summer?" Li Xuan asked with wide eyes.
The swaying of the carriage made one dizzy. Li Yi closed his eyes and said, "You can fly into the sky, why can't I make ice in the middle of summer?"
Li Xuan didn't dwell on this question and said, "Alright, I'll send someone to your house to get it tonight. It's best to send some to the Palace as well. The ice stored in the Palace has been very tight these days."
What was a bad friend? It was a friend who would always disrupt one's life and always liked to use one's things as a favor. Li Xuan could be called a model in this regard.
The weather was hot. Although the yamen didn't have a holiday, the officials didn't have to work hard to go to court every day. The Bowen Hall was unbearably hot. According to Li Xuan, three of the teachers who taught the princes and princesses had fainted from the heat in two days, so it was difficult to see other people in the Palace.
Li Yi and Li Xuan got off the carriage in front of the Palace gate and happened to see a few figures waiting at the gate.
Seeing a few bald heads shining under the sun, Li Yi walked over and said with a smile, "Master Tan Yin, long time no see."
"Amitabha, so it's young benefactor Li Yi," the old monk Tan Yin said with a smile as he gave a Buddhist salute.
"Master, are you going to enter the Palace?" Li Yi asked as he looked at the monks.
These monks didn't even wear a hat to cover the scorching sun. He was afraid that their heads would be offended when they returned at night.
"We are waiting for His Majesty's summons," the old monk Tan Yin said with a nod.
The two hadn't spoken for long when a carriage sped over from afar. A few azure-clothed Daoist priests got off the carriage and indifferently glanced at the monks. Of course, they also left Li Yi out. They only showed their tokens to the guards and swaggered into the Palace gate.
Li Yi thought, As expected of the Orthodoxy, these Daoist priests were treated much better than the monks. At the very least, they didn't have to stand at the Palace gate to bask in the sun at noon.
"We still have important matters to attend to. Master, let's talk another day." Li Xuan bowed to the old monk Tan Yin and walked through the palace gate with Li Yi.
As they passed by the Bowen Hall, Li Yi subconsciously glanced in a certain direction. He hadn't expected to leave the capital for so long. He wondered how Yong Ning had been recently …
This time, he wasn't disappointed. From afar, he saw a young girl dressed in palace attire sitting on the steps in the shadows. She stared blankly ahead, still maintaining that familiar posture.
A smile appeared on Li Yi's face and he quickly walked over there.
At this moment, a round figure suddenly appeared at the corner of the Palace. Prince Jin, Li Han, quickly ran over. He pulled Yong Ning's little face and said loudly, "Hmph, I don't know why Imperial Father always gives you so much ice. The two of us combined don't have as much as you. Quickly give me half of your ice, or else, or I'll beat you up!"
They were all princes and princesses, so why did Yong Ning always get more ice than them? Yong Ning was a motherless child, so Prince Jin felt very unbalanced.
Li Han pulled the young girl's face. It was very strange. This time, she wasn't as silly as before. Even when she was being bullied, she didn't move. Instead, she raised her head and looked behind him.
"Hmph, it's useless to look anywhere. In the Palace, other than Imperial Father, who would …" Li Han said as he turned his head.
"Uh …" Li Han made a strange sound in his throat.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
Suddenly, Li Han's hand moved away from Yong Ning's face as if it was bitten by a poisonous snake. He looked at the figure in front of him and his round face turned deathly pale.
In the extremely hot weather, Monarch Jin suddenly felt a little cold. In the clear sky, there seemed to be endless black clouds, rolling and rolling, pressing down on him from the front …
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