When he stepped through the mahogany door, only snow was left in the walkway, and the person Ye Dusheng saw had already left.

Jing Che walked slowly on the snow with Ye Dusheng in his arms, and as the heavy snow flying in the sky gradually became smaller, a cold plum fragrance hit, and the two of them had already arrived outside the prince's palace.

While waiting for the palace maid and eunuch outside the palace, Ye Dusheng came back, and hurriedly knelt down to greet him: "Participate in His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

When he got home, Ye Dusheng jumped out of Jing Che's arms, although Jing Che's face was calm and indifferent, holding a light blue oil-paper umbrella, he gently put the cloak on Ye Dusheng's shoulder.

Looking back and smiling at Jing Che, Ye Dusheng was not in a hurry to let the kneeling person get up, took Jing Che's hand, put on a delicate little face, and said to the people in the prince's hall: "You listen to the palace, Jing Che will be the personal guard of the palace in the future, and if you bully him, you will bully the palace, you know?" ”

When Jing Che heard this, shock flashed in his eyes, and Forsythia and the others naturally couldn't question it, so they lowered their eyebrows and said in unison: "Yes!" ”

"Alright, let's all get up." Seeing that the kneeling people nodded respectfully, Ye Dusheng smiled, and then waved his hand to let them get up with satisfaction.

Forsythia got up and patted the snowflakes, then walked towards Ye Dusheng, and was about to take the oil-paper umbrella in Jing Che's hand: "Your Highness, the slave maid is here to hold an umbrella for you." ”

With Jing Che present, how could Ye Dusheng still let others serve him, before Forsythia walked in front of them, Ye Dusheng opened his mouth and refused: "No need, Forsythia, you go down, the main hall wants Jing Che to hold an umbrella." ”

"Yes." Forsythia pursed an appropriate smile at the corner of his lips, nodded slightly, and while lowering his head, his autumn pupils were slightly raised, but he was secretly looking at Jing Che.

This child was brought back by His Highness from the training ground today......

It looks pretty good and cute......

When his gaze returned to Jing Che's body, Ye Dusheng just met Jing Che's gaze, couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and said with a sweet smile: "Little Jing Che, you have worked hard, and this hall will not treat you badly in the future." ”

Jing Che retracted his gaze, no emotion could be seen on his face, and said lightly with his eyelashes lowered: "Your Highness Xie." ”

"Well, let's go, go back to the house, it's cold outside." With that, Ye Dusheng turned his head and took Jing Che's hand and slowly walked towards the hall.

Staring at Ye Dusheng's short body, Jing Che, who was originally calm, pursed his lips, his eyes were like waves in the ancient well, the hand holding the handle of the umbrella increased his strength, and the frozen red fingers were too hard, and the joints were a little white.

His Royal Highness was afraid that he would be bullied just now, so help him establish his authority?

Back in the house, the moment he opened the wooden door, the warmth brought by the fire instantly dispelled the cold, Forsythia took off the cloak on Ye Dusheng's body and put it aside, and handed the stove in his hand to Ye Dusheng.

Just as Ye Dusheng turned around and sat down on the wooden chair, a young eunuch walked in with a tray containing delicate porcelain bowls.

"Your Highness, take a sip of hot ginger soup to drive away the cold." Putting the tray on the table, holding the porcelain bowl, the eunuch raised his eyes and looked at Ye Dusheng and spoke, his voice was sharp and he couldn't hear men and women.

Ye Dusheng didn't take the porcelain bowl handed over, held the stove and shook his feet, nodded, and said, "Put it down, you all go out, the main hall wants to play with Jing Che." ”

"Yes, the minions are retiring ......"

After everyone except Jing Che stepped back and closed the wooden door, Ye Dusheng leaned on the wooden chair, stared at Jing Che and pointed to the porcelain bowl on the table, and said, "Jing Che, you drank the ginger soup." ”

He was dressed very thickly, and when he came back, he was hugged by Jing Che and did not drink ginger soup, but Jing Che was the one who needed ginger soup......