After Shen Wenzhao left, Liao Qiuli came in and asked Xiao Yu: "What's the matter?" A face is either wind or rain, Ziyu recruited you to provoke you? ”。 Xiao Yu originally closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, but when he heard the question, he made a move, dragged Liao Qiuli to his lap and sat down, pressed it, and didn't let him move. After inhaling for a while, I felt energetic, and then slowly spoke: "It's not me who he provoked, it's the prince." ”

"Huh?! What's going on?! The two of them...... Haven't you been doing well in the past two or three years, why did you talk about provoking it again?! ”

Liao Qiu panicked and hurriedly asked him what was going on.

"If it is only a matter between kings and ministers, masters and servants, it is all good to say, and there is another unspeakable relationship between them...... It's like you and me, you know? ”

If you still don't understand, then I don't have to say it. The wall has ears, and it is too clear to say, who knows what will cause trouble.

Liao Qiuli stayed for a long time, he couldn't figure out how these two people could still get together, and then he thought of himself and Xiao Yu, what two people who didn't match, they didn't get together! Pushing oneself and others, there is nothing that cannot be done.

“…… Ziyu would never have such a heart, yes, who is it? ”

Xiao Yu is silent, and not being silent is acquiescence. Liao Qiuli chuckled in his heart, "He—he doesn't know yet." ”

"Fang Cai's words, you also heard it, I have said everything that should be said, he can't understand it, it's also the will of God, but look at how they create in the future, I can't control it."

Liao Qiuli was silent for a while, and nodded slowly: "Who can afford to take care of this matter?" ”

The prince can't control who he wants to go, Shen Wenzhao can't control whether the prince likes him or not, and Xiao Yu can't control how the prince will place a Shen Wenzhao who he likes in the future.

"Okay, let's go and see, it's the Dragon Boat Festival in a few days, don't worry about it, first ask if you have prepared something for me?"

General Xiao caught someone, kissed him for a while, and his hands went up and down irregularly for a while, and his gloomy mood slowly cleared, and he directly asked someone for something.

The person he asked couldn't figure out the situation and asked him blankly, "What is it?" ”

"Hey! Something on the Dragon Boat Festival! You've lived in the Imperial Capital for so many years, you don't know what it is! Don't play dumb! ”

Only then did Liao Qiuli remember what he wanted, "Long life?" ”

"Hmm!" General Xiao made a straight face and solemnly sighed, meaning that you can turn fast!

"But, but that's for children......"

"Who says it must be for a child? I went to Ningpu in the east, where everyone, young and old, was tied to longevity! I want it too! You have to make it up yourself, otherwise it doesn't count! ”

In the blink of an eye, General Xiao changed from a prince who was worried about the country and the people to a fart boy who was eating and drinking, Liao Qiu couldn't turn around for a while, and snorted: "I didn't expect you to ask for it, I didn't buy the colorful threads, let's talk about it...... I haven't played that thing before, the craftsmanship is not good, and if I do, the appearance must not be much better......"

"I know you didn't buy it! I bought it, let's fight one by one, mine is for you, yours is for me, by the way, it's better to make up a few more, use it at night, hehehehe......"

General Xiao said that he would do it, full of enthusiasm, and the colorful threads had already been bought and put away, and he just took them out to offer treasures.

Liao Qiuli listened to his "use at night", and listened to his string of hehehehe, a certain string in his brain was tensed, and he always felt that he was holding back something bad, and this bad thing had to do with himself.

"What are you doing in a daze, come and sit and make it up!" General Xiao pointed to his thighs shyly, asked Liao Qiu to come and sit, and arranged for him to sit.

"But, but the dumplings haven't been wrapped yet......"

"It's not too late to wrap zongzi on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, come and sit!" Qiu Batouzi said that the fire was moving, and he stretched out his hand to pull it, Liao Qiuli flashed to the side, sat on the chair opposite him, and begged for mercy in his mouth, "I'll just make it up, and dial half of the line to me." ”

General Xiao thought that there were still good things at night, and there was no need to rush at this time, so he smiled and let him go, dialed half of the colorful wisps to him, and sat opposite the two, you make up yours, I make up mine.

Don't look at the painter's sketch sketch wall painting meticulously, he can't make this thing, a few lines and ropes are braided, and he himself faints first. Don't look at General Xiao is the eighth leader of Qiu, except for the eighteen kinds of martial arts on weekdays, the rest are not very good, he is partial to making up this thing, he is good at making up this thing, he has made up one in three or two, and he has made up another one in three or two, and there is no fight between the lines, each is its own, and it is analyzed.

"Drink! You call this longevity, I thought it was someone's leftover rotten thread! Why don't you call me 'heart, liver, and meat', and I'll make it up for you!" "General Xiao is proud, and he has to take advantage of others in his mouth.

Liao Qiu glanced at him, and then stumbled with a mess of rotten rope in his hand, ignoring him, let him be!

After weaving for half an hour, half of the colorful thread rope in front of General Xiao became eight very sharp long-lived threads, and then look at the painter's side, barely knitting a small half, there is one that has been completed, the thread ends are slipping around, and the rope is tearing each other, you are pestering me, I rely on you, miserable.

"Come on, put it down, I'll make it up for you!" General Xiao went to the stove room, made a pot of good spring tea, loaded two plates of Liao Qiuli's favorite dim sum and put them in front of him, and asked him to stop eating.

"I don't! I don't believe in this thing! "The painter is on a mess of rope, and he has to make a two, four, six.

It took more than half a day, and finally came up with a barely miserable one, and General Xiao learned a lesson, and hurriedly apologized for the good words, and coaxed the painter to separate some thoughts from the messy rope to face him.

"Come, I'll put it on for you, and you can put it on for me too." He smiled genuinely to please him, because he really wanted to please him.

He didn't say a word, silently picked up the not-so-miserable wisp of longevity, and gently wrapped it around his arm. He grinned, and picked the sharpest one, which was wrapped tightly around his arm.

"Qingzhi, let's make a decision."

He wrapped him in his arms, and said this. He was ashamed, buried his head in his neck, did not struggle, and was exactly a determined look.

What does that song say?

The hibiscus tent is warm, the mandarin ducks are neck-to-neck, and the romance is infinite.

In the middle of the night, a broken cry suddenly came out of the Furong warm tent: "Okay...... Untie the cloth that covers my eyes...... And, that, that longevity...... It's not a ...... for that kind of place."

"Aren't you and I in love tonight, of course we have to be sure of love", when I said this, I suddenly came out with a "chirp", like a ruthless movement, "Long life...... If you want as much as you want, if it's dirty, it's dirty, don't worry about it...... Come, Qingzhi, let's make sure of love again......"

The painter could no longer slap his mouth, he was paralyzed, sleepy and tired, and his body was difficult, and he could not close his eyes and fall asleep or faint, which was embarrassing.

The prince set off on the eighth day of the fifth month, without the need for a guard of honor, and quietly went to Chongyang Mansion along the way.

Chongyang Mansion is a distance away from the imperial capital, 12 days by land, 8 days by water, the waterway is fast, but the waterway is more dangerous than the land, once there is a wind and grass, the water is more unguardable than the ground. Therefore, the prince and his entourage took the land route, and the state capital they passed by was not extravagant on the surface, but secretly made all kinds of preparations, trembling, and was afraid that the prince would have an accident on his own territory. After walking for 12 days, Chongyang Mansion was close at hand, and when he arrived at Shili Pavilion, the prefect personally greeted him, and he didn't dare to bring more people, so the prefect and several officials, as well as more than a dozen strong men, said that they were specially found for the sake of the prince's safety.

Shun lì received the person, the prefect let out a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on a shriveled and thin face, and said flatteringly: "The master has worked hard all the way, and the slave has prepared a little wine to catch the wind for the master, and please appreciate the light." ”

The government has already prepared a table of wine banquets, most of which are local famous products, such as bamboo shoots, green shrimp, bamboo chicken, and come to the peak to taste a fresh, and it doesn't cost much, and it can win a good reputation. I don't know how many times a year we are sent to, and the prefect is also an old man, and he knows how to arrange the most pleasing thing.

The prince's mind was not on this, he nodded perfunctorily, and then turned his head and asked Shen Wenzhao, who was standing behind him: "Are you hungry, go eat first when you are hungry?" ”

Shen Wenzhao was stunned by a question he said from outside the sky, looked at him fixedly, frowned and didn't answer.

The prince was not discouraged after eating the soft nails, and continued to talk to himself: "Go and rest first, and then go to dinner." ”

The prefect only heard that the prince brought a companion to read, but did not hear that he brought a "pillow man" over, and when he saw this posture, he hurriedly recruited a person to come and asked him to hurry back to the palace to clean up the wing room that was prepared for the prince's residence, change it to a bed twice as large, and add a bed to cover it. He is just in case, in case the two of them want to share the same bed, see that the bed is not big enough, the cover is not complete enough, then you must not find bad luck!

The prefect has become a refinement, and he can see the flowers in every word and deed of the nobles, but Shen Wenzhao can't do it, he only thinks that Xiao Heng has hated him year after year, especially in the past year, and he can't bear it-you like to use rice, ask me what I do?! Could it be that you still follow my wishes? Superfluous!

Xiao Heng knew that his Ziyu looked down on him, so he couldn't bear to look for annoyance, but he said in his heart that he couldn't do it, but he wanted to get close to him, but he couldn't get a good face, and he felt uncomfortable, but his body was and itchy and unbearable, just to recruit him.