Ye Yichen glanced at her, with a smile on his lips: "You must have come here because of something? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Yulan reached out and pinched the sachet in her sleeve and said, "I'm here to give you a gift."

"Oh!" Ye Yichen raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it almost the holiday? What gift can you give me?"

Yulan said, "I left it at the concierge's place." The gift prepared by the eldest lady was very heavy. "Do you want to see the gift list?" Ye Yichen nodded and said, "Bring it over and let me take a look!"

Yulan took out the gift list and handed it to Ye Yichen. Ye Yichen glanced at it hastily, his eyes a little cold: "You just give me these things?" There was a slight questioning in his tone.

"Then what do you want me to give you?"

"The gifts I received this year range from one thousand to eight hundred. Everyone gave me almost the same amount." Shouldn't you give me something special?

Yulan hesitated for a moment, then slowly took out the sachet: "I embroidered a sachet for you..."

There was a table between the two of them. The prince stretched out his long arm and took the sachet over gently and deftly.

"Hey..." Yu Lan was dissatisfied and was about to protest. Ye Yichen had already started to play with the small sachet seriously. When he saw the cute little pig embroidered on the sachet, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "That's pretty cool.

Interesting!" Thinking of the love embroidered handkerchief

, what is embroidered on it is two puppies fighting for a bone, and now it is such a naive little pig. Near the bottom of the sachet, Yulan used the same technique as last time to embroider a small "Rong"

The word is like a blooming flower. This is her symbol!

Similar results but similar results! Your Majesty believes that only Yulan in the world can embroider such a sachet.

The prince was actually very happy. This made him much more comfortable than giving him thousands of taels of silver. But he still said stubbornly: "The idea is very good, but the stitching is too rough!"

Yulan was very angry. It took her half a month to embroider the sachet before she finished it: "If you don't want it, just give it back to me!" Yulan reached out her hand angrily.

"I gave it away! There's no reason to go back?" Before he finished speaking, he put the sachet into his sleeve. Yulan could also see that he was a tough-talking person, but in fact he still liked it in his heart.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief. He gave her a priceless hairpin, but she could only give him a small sachet. She was actually quite uneasy. This time she finally felt relieved.

. She subconsciously glanced at the five fingers of her left hand, and there were still a few needle holes on them. In her two lifetimes, she had never developed a pair of skillful hands for threading needles.

Ye Yichen followed her gaze and grabbed her hand. When he took a closer look, he immediately saw the needle holes on his fingers. Although he had a wife and even gave birth to a son, he had never experienced the feeling of love.

, at this time, I just felt that being missed by a woman was such a pleasant thing.

He couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He gently rubbed her injured finger with one finger and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yulan was startled and struggled hard. Ye Yichen held one of her smooth and crystal-clear hands in his palm, and held it tighter. He persisted and asked, "I asked you if it hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Yulan tried her best again, but couldn't break free. She couldn't help but feel anxious: "Your Majesty!" There was a hint of complaint in his tone!

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the prince's lips: "You are going to marry me sooner or later, so what are you afraid of? Besides, I carried you on my back for hundreds of miles, and I have done more intimate things than this, so this counts.

What!"

Yulan said anxiously: "When things are urgent, follow the authority. How can it be the same now!"

Ye Yichen was about to cry when he saw her, and couldn't help but feel helpless. She was a lady, and it was obvious that she was not a rigid person, but every time he wanted to get closer to her, she seemed very resistant. He just looked at her.

She looked anxious and embarrassed, but the prince was very happy. This was really a perverted enjoyment! He chuckled and let go of the little hand.

But the gentle touch lingers on my fingers and lingers.

Yulan gave him a hard look. She stood up and said angrily: "Since my gift has been delivered, I will take my leave now!"

Ye Yichen knew that she was annoyed, so he had to lower his attitude and said: "You are leaving now? You have been here for less than an hour. I just got a few taels of the best Lushan Yunwu Tea. You should try it too."

Yulan said angrily: "Who likes tea anymore?"

Ye Yichen couldn't help but wonder: "If you don't like tea, what do you like to drink?"

Yu Lan thought to herself, I like to drink pearl milk tea. My lord, can you get it for me?

Ye Yichen said softly: "Why, are you angry? I can't help myself!" If it were an ordinary woman who dared to make the prince angry, he would have thrown away his sleeves and left long ago, but for Yu Lan, he was much more mediocre.

A lot of tolerance and patience.

"Don't you still understand what I mean to you?" There was an indescribable tenderness in his voice. Somehow, Yulan's anger disappeared all of a sudden, and his face turned red.

With Ye Yichen's arrogance, being able to lower his body and make such a gesture is actually a disguised form of submission.

She didn't know what she was being pretentious about. Maybe she had stayed in ancient times for a long time and had a strong sense of substitution. She was brainwashed by the concept of men and women not being intimate. If she didn't have any feelings for the prince, so what?

I would come to the palace again and again for appointments.

The prince stood up, walked behind her, and said with a smile: "Okay, why are you blushing?"

Yu Lan couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, and argued: "Who is blushing?"

"Even your ears are red, and you are still quibbling here!"

"Yes...this room is too hot."

Ye Yichen knew that teasing her again would make her angry again, so he pulled her to sit down on the chair and sat back opposite her. Yulan stopped shouting goodbye.

Ye Yichen said: "After the Double Ninth Festival, I will go to the northwest to suppress the rebellion. This trip, if everything goes well, will take at least three months. You must take good care of yourself and don't get sick! If you encounter

If you have any problems that cannot be solved, take the badge I gave you and go to Seventeenth Brother or Princess Qingjiang."

Yulan said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I know how to take care of myself." Ye Yichen thought to himself, "What do you know?" The struggle between the previous dynasties was in full swing. Although Yang Shoufu had temporarily gained the upper hand, he would not die if he beat the snake, and there would be endless troubles. If Chen Jia counterattacks,

Yang Peishi couldn't bear it, and maybe the whole family would be implicated. In fact, he knew a lot of inside information, but it involved too many powerful forces and too many noble people's secrets, so it was not convenient for him to reveal too much.

He could only sigh and said: "I just want to remind you, tell your grandfather when you get back, be sure to pay attention to the movements in the past." He had already formed an alliance with a certain nobleman in the palace, and saying such a thing was already considered a foul.

.

Yulan was startled and asked, "Any news from the prince?" Recently, due to the political dispute between the old man and Chen Jia, the Yang family has been uneasy, and Yulan is no exception.

But Ye Yichen couldn't say any more, so he had to say: "That's all I have to say, you just need to tell Yang Shoufu, he will naturally know what to do."

Yulan nodded: "Your Majesty is going to the northwest. He has no eyesight, so he should be more careful."

Ye Yichen laughed loudly and said: "There are so many big winds and waves coming, but a small rebel bandit means nothing."

Yulan said anxiously: "A single spark can start a prairie fire! Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it! Your Majesty, please don't underestimate the enemy!" In her time and space, didn't the Ming Dynasty perish in the hands of rogue bandits, who captured the city of Beijing?

It was not the Manchu Jurchens, but the Chuang King Li Zicheng. Which one of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong was not a well-known figure?

The prince silently recited the eight words "A single spark can start a prairie fire! Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it!" and said: "These words have a profound meaning. No wonder Princess Qingjiang also praised you for your profound knowledge.

, these few words may not even be thought of by ordinary scholars." There was unabashed appreciation in his eyes.

"Ahem!" Yulan was embarrassed for a while: "My lord, you are ridiculous, I just said it casually, casually!"

Ye Yichen smiled and said nothing. The two talked for a while. Seeing that it was getting dark, they let Yulan go back. Yulan originally wanted to see Ye Minwen, but she forgot as soon as she started chatting with the prince.

The prince also wanted to keep her for dinner, but Yulan refused to agree. Ye Yichen had no choice but to give up.

After personally escorting her to the entrance of the small courtyard, Yu Lan couldn't help but warn her: "In the bitter cold land of the northwest, your lord, please take care of yourself!"

Ye Yichen was very worried: "Don't worry, I grew up in the northwest border. What does this hardship mean? I'm still waiting to come back and marry you. Of course I will cherish it."

Yu Lan was very embarrassed and said: "I didn't agree!"

A touching smile appeared on Ye Yichen's face: "Can you marry anyone else besides me?"

"My lord, you are really..." The dog couldn't spit out ivory! After all, he didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence, and Yulan didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurried away.

The second day was the Double Ninth Festival, and the sky was clear and sunny. The emperor, together with his concubines and ministers, personally went to the Long Live Mountain to climb up to clear his autumn aspirations. Naturally, Ye Yichen, the leading prince, was also among them. After the complicated ceremony, the emperor

The Hall of Supreme Harmony gave banquets to the clan and ministers, showing that the emperor and his ministers were enjoying themselves and the whole world was celebrating.

This is also the old practice over the years, and there is nothing to say. At the grand banquet in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Ye Yichen sat at the first table. Now his status is becoming more and more respected. He is ranked only under the prince. Even Zhao Wang Ye Minyu and Xiao

Prince Ye Minzhao is all under him.

The dishes were still the same as in previous years. After the defense of Beijing, Dachu's treasury was almost completely empty. Ye Yichen went to the northwest, and even the military expenses were not paid. However, no one dared to reduce the royal family's expenses.

Everyone took turns to toast under the leadership of the emperor. The prince was also released by the emperor before the Double Ninth Festival. However, Ye Yichen found that the emperor's eyes looking at the prince no longer had the warmth of the past and were full of coldness. He knew in his heart that the position of prince

, I’m afraid I can’t sit still for long.

At this time, Ye Fengqi came over to toast, and Ye Yichen stood up to clink glasses with him, but accidentally something fell out of his arms.

"Uncle Emperor, what is this?" Ye Minzhao, who was at the table, saw a sachet falling from Ye Yichen's waist. Ye Minzhao leaned over to pick it up and saw the cute little pig embroidered on the sachet. Of course he didn't.

I remember wrongly, this sachet was embroidered by Yulan, who would embroider a pig on the sachet. I am afraid there is no one else in the capital but Yulan. Ye Minzhao suddenly felt a roar in his mind.

"This... this..." Why is it here with you?

Ye Yichen stretched out his hand to touch his waist and couldn't help but smile: "I accidentally dropped the sachet, Zhao'er, please return it to me!"

Ye Minzhao clutched the sachet tightly, thinking a thousand times, and his face turned livid. Ye Yichen asked strangely: "What? Zhao'er likes this sachet?"

Ye Minzhao raised his head and suppressed the surging thoughts. He forced himself to calm down and said: "Exactly, my nephew is very interested in looking at the little pig up there. Is your uncle willing to give it to your nephew? Thank you in advance, nephew."

Got it!"

Ye Yichen smiled slightly and said: "I can give you everything else, but this sachet was a gift from an old friend of the king, so I can't give it to you. If you want it, I'll go back and ask someone to make it according to this pattern."

Eight for you!"

Who wants someone else to do it?

Seeing this, Concubine Hui hurriedly said: "Zhao'er, why don't you return the sachet to the prince!"

Ye Minzhao had no choice but to return the sachet to Ye Yichen. Ye Yichen looked at him strangely, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He carefully took the sachet and tied it around his waist carefully, which seemed to be very precious.

Look.

Someone during the dinner said with a smile: "Seeing how precious the prince is, I wonder which old friend gave this sachet to the prince?"

Someone else joined in the fun and said, "The prince's so-called old friend couldn't be a confidante, right?"

"I wonder whose young lady is so lucky and can fall into the prince's eyes?"

Ye Yichen sat there calmly, with a faint smile on his face. He did not refute, but acquiesced. Everyone joked for a while. Even the emperor couldn't help but said a few words. The atmosphere at the table was very harmonious.
Chapter completed!