C6 Weak Prince X Cold Prince X(6)

The continuous rain of spring had washed away the stale air and awakened the life of the earth.

The imperial courtyard that Tu Chiyu was recuperating in was given to Xie Michuan by Emperor Chong Jing in the past. The layout was very large and the layout was very luxurious. It was not much different from the manor of Prince Regent in the capital.

Xie Michuan had only stepped foot in this place a few times throughout the year, and it had benefited Tu Chiyu, who was trapped in the courtyard for no reason.

It had been more than half a month since he moved in. The Imperial Manor was guarded by Prince Regent's personal soldiers. It was called a protective circle.

Tu Chiyu, on the other hand, was tactful. No matter how the power of the Imperial Court was purged, Prince Ann's external family had been pushed out of the center of power. They turned a deaf ear to the outside news, and were very obedient.

However, this obedience did not mean that they would not cause trouble. In a short period of time, he ordered the butler of the courtyard to bring some people to remove all the precious peonies from the West Prefecture. He taught the craftsmen to spend all their efforts to plant them into peach trees.

He also ordered His Highness Prince Regent's soldiers to dig ditches and draw the hot spring water into the white jade pool that was constantly paved day and night, and used it as a bath.

If it wasn't for the dishes of the Jade Cauldron Tower, they wouldn't eat it. If it wasn't for the good tribute tea, they wouldn't drink it. It was extremely extravagant, and they didn't know how to restrain themselves at all.

Xie Lin'an didn't care about property. Just his salary as a prince was far from enough. It was said that the silver and silver used up were all from Prince Regent's private stash.

Some busybodies in the capital were guessing how long it would take for Prince Regent to reject the brainless Prince Ann, who did not know what was good for him, and send him to the tomb of the late emperor.

"Master, His Highness Prince Regent is waiting outside."

From the twelve screens of the mountains and rivers, the cry of a goose came from outside.

The fog in the white jade pool curled up, and the ink hair stuck tightly to his chest. The hot steam from the hot spring made the young man's face turn red, and his voice sounded a little hoarse, "Invite royal uncle in."

Following the soft footsteps of the swan, Tu Chiyu calmly stood up and walked out of the water. He stepped on a thick blanket and walked out of the screen.

Xie Michuan was already waiting in the compartment. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and was almost blinded.

The youth, who had no hair, skin, black hair and muscles like jade, unabashedly put on his clothes on his side. His long legs and slender waist. His Highness Prince Regent could clearly see the taut spine extending down along the beautiful and exquisite butterfly bones to the waist and into the perky...

Xie Michuan suddenly looked away as if he had been scalded. He felt that his reaction was too much and looked back at the young man. He tried hard to suppress the trace of strangeness in his heart. He did not know how to start the conversation before he came.

The young man who was barely dressed smiled lightly. "royal uncle is busy with government affairs and has a lot of work to do every day. Today, he can actually think of my nephew. I really don't know how to treat him."

What he said was clearly the opposite of what he said, but he could not hear any blame or resentment.

Xie Michuan pursed his lips. His Highness Prince Regent, who had always been known as a Kingdom Knight, had actually become not good with words.

"How many assassins have there been in the courtyard recently? Have you been frightened?"

Tu Chiyu's smile disappeared in an instant. "What a coincidence. My nephew is about to talk about this with royal uncle. We can find a place to talk about it slowly."

The place he was talking about was the peach forest that he had spent a lot of effort to move to the manor. It was a good spring day, and the peach trees were flourishing.

The peerlessly beautiful green-clothed youth leaned against the peach tree. The corners of her beautiful eyes twitched as she looked back at him with a smile that was not a smile. For a time, she did not know which of the youth with the fragrance and extraordinary appearance was more charming.

Tu Chiyu instructed his servants to brew a top-grade Meng Ding Sweet Dew, and then he passed it to Xie Michuan with one hand. "My nephew has already decided to stay far away from the dispute in the temple hall. Exactly whose path did he block, and he wants my nephew to die?"

His voice sighed lightly, and it revealed a bit of helplessness.