"Eagle?"

"Exactly." Qin Niang turned to look at Huanhuan who was full of doubts, nodded and said softly.

"It's not." Huanhuan hurriedly interrupted, "I mean the eagle. ”

"What's wrong with the eagle?" Qin Niang asked curiously.

"It's okay, I'm a little too familiar with the eagle."

"Oh?"

"In the past, every year during the Lantern Festival, my father would buy me an eagle lantern. He loves eagles. Huanhuan hung his head, his eyes overflowing with sadness.

Qin Niang understood, stretched out her warm palm to caress the side of Huanhuan's face, and quietly comforted her.

Huanhuan knew what he meant, and thought that Qin Niang would leave the house soon, and he didn't want her to work hard for herself anymore. Forced to smile and said, "Qin Niang is fine." ”

"You're a lot like her."

"Qin Niang is saying that the slave is like the third prince's biological mother, Concubine Shun?"

Qin Niang nodded slowly, looked at Huanhuan lovingly, and said softly: "Miss is not only like her, but also has a lot of fate with her." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Qin Niang put down the thick hand that caressed the side of Huanhuan's face, and sighed, "The day Miss was born is the day when Niangniang died. ”

"That's a coincidence." Huanhuan saw Qin Niang's sad expression, and hurriedly reached out to wrap his arms around her neck, and said teasingly, "Then Qin Niang is so good to me, but because I am like her?" ”

"No, a slave is a slave, it's Qin Niang who wants to be good to you."

When Huanhuan heard this, he couldn't help but hug her and said, "If only Qin Niang could stay by my side all the time." When my brother comes back, how good it would be to go to Wuzhou with me and Ling'er. ”

"After seeing my mother, I may come back and continue to be with Miss. Miss has to talk about it, and she will take me to Wuzhou. ”

"Good! Qin Niang must come back, I will wait for you in the palace. ”

……

After Qin Niang left, Huan Huan drank all the last bit of grape wine on the table, and then lay on the bed with a heart, full of thoughts that Qin Niang was leaving the house, and she wanted to prepare more coils for her, so that Qin Niang could have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. Thinking about it, I gradually fell asleep, and fell asleep with my arms on my pillow.

Huanhuan woke up in the middle of the night with urine. She closed her eyes and rolled over, holding back her urge to urinate, not thinking of the night.

When she turned over, she found something warm against her chest. She opened her eyes suddenly, and by the light of the moon, she found a man lying beside her.

Instinctively wanted to dig out the dagger under the pillow, but after digging for a long time, he couldn't find the shadow of the dagger. The moonlight was so faint that she couldn't see the faces of the people beside her. She had read a lot of scripts, and remembered that the enchanting ghost liked to lie on the side of the living in the middle of the night and suck its spirit.

Huanhuan is a teenage girl who doesn't know the world, and after a while, beads of sweat like beans broke out on her forehead. She was still trying to find a dagger. Suddenly, a hand clasped her wrist, and the person lying beside her woke up!

Before Hwan Hwan could react and shout loudly, she was pulled into an all-too-familiar embrace.

The fragrance of begonia flowers suddenly poured into Huanhuan's nasal cavity, and Huanhuan raised his eyes to see a sexy rolling Adam's apple.

It's Li Zerong!

After recognizing that it was Li Zerong, Huanhuan stretched out his hand and pushed him away fiercely, and said indifferently: "Get out." ”

When Li Zerong heard this, he neither spoke in reply, nor did he take any further action.

What Huanhuan can be sure of is that Li Zerong is staring at him intently. kept staring, the atmosphere became a little subtle, and Huanhuan was stared at all over his body. She felt that Li Zerong was like a hungry wolf in a cold night at the moment, and she was like a rabbit being caught by him.

After a stalemate for a while, Li Zerong suddenly said softly: "Qin Niang is going to leave the house, if you want to buy a coil for her, take the initiative to hold me to sleep." ”

"Get out of the way!" Huanhuan sat up, lifted the thin quilt, and kicked Li Zerong his calf.

Seeing that she was unwilling to compromise, Li Zerong even kicked herself, became angry, and reached out to Huanhuan's thin waist and pressed her in his arms. said aggrievedly: "Why is the slave so hot? ”

"Get out of here, I can't hold it anymore!"

"Ah, is it?" Li Zerong was a little embarrassed and let go of the hand that was holding Huanhuan's slender waist.

Huanhuan angrily clenched his fist and slammed Li Zerong's chest and threatened, "Get out." ”

"Nope." Li Zerong played tricks, bypassed Huanhuan directly, rolled to the innermost side of the bed, and reached out to hug the pillow, and resolutely refused.

"Then you cover your ears!"

"Why?" Li Zerong blurted out a question, but before the words came out, he regretted it.

The ticking sound of "water" knocking on the copper basin dived into this strange atmosphere one after another.

Li Zerong coughed dryly a few times, wanting to relieve the embarrassment. Huanhuan has been "released" and hurriedly crawled into the bed. Although it is almost summer, it still can't withstand the cold and dew in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, Huanhuan used too much force, and an arch reached Li Zerong's thigh.

Both of them stopped breathing and didn't move. Huanhuan reacted, hurriedly wrapped in a thin quilt and turned his back to Li Zerong, and moved to the edge of the bed to stabilize his mind. Huanhuan stammered: "Li Zerong, I, I only have this quilt on my bed." If you die here and get cold, you can't blame me. ”

Huanhuan heard the sound of Li Zerong turning over, and then he didn't hear the sound again. Huanhuan opened his eyes and waited for a long time, but when he saw that he still didn't make a sound, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

I saw Li Zerong wearing a thin undershirt, curled up in the corner of the bed, holding his arms with his hands, hunching his back, bending his legs, and his knees were almost touching his chest. It looks like it's freezing badly.

Huanhuan dragged the quilt, threw a corner of the quilt to Li Zerong, and whispered behind him: "Li Zerong, what you just said counts?" ”

Silence.

Huanhuan looked at Li Zerong's back, stared at it for a while, felt bored, and then stared at the back of Li Zerong's neck, ears and hair.

"Hey, you're asleep?" Huanhuan muttered in a low voice, "Why do you sleep more than a pig, and I obey you." If you don't wake up, I'll kick you! ”

Or silence.

Seeing that Li Zerong did not react, Huanhuan sighed lightly and was about to turn over and sleep. was pulled into his arms by the person beside him, holding his waist with his hands.

Huanhuan heard Li Zerong say softly on the back of her neck, "Count." ”

Always count, my slave.

"That's good."

Huanhuan took a sharp breath, closed his eyes as if he was going to die, turned around and hugged Li Zerong's waist, and his forehead touched Li Zerong's chest. She could even feel the rise and fall of Li Zerong's chest, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

When Huanhuan touched Li Zerong's waist, his face suddenly turned red and hot. This Li Zerong's waist is too thin, elastic, slightly curvature, and feels excellent.

Li Zerong's body stiffened at that moment, and then he snorted lightly, his body softened, and he stretched out his arms to tightly circle Huanhuan. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and a kiss fell on the top of Huanhuan's head, and he closed his eyes contentedly. But I heard the lovely man in his arms deliberately teasing: "Don't kiss the prince, my head is oily, God wishes the adults to learn from it." ”

"Poof. I tried, and the top of the slave's head is not oily. ”

Huanhuan couldn't stand Li Zerong's half-frivolous and half-doting tone, and reached out to pinch him hard. But I didn't know that the ruthlessness that Huanhuan thought was tickling for Li Zerong. Li Zerong was on top of Huanhuan's head and was pinched a few times.

"Well, slave, be good, don't make trouble."

"Whoever made a fuss, disgusted to death." Huanhuan couldn't help pouting, withdrew the hand on his waist, slapped Li Zerong's abdomen, and said flatteringly, "I'm facing away from you, you hug me, is it okay?" ”

"Yes." Li Zerong stretched out one arm to let Huanhuan pillow, and the other hand wrapped around Huanhuan's waist and abdomen. He buried his head in the back of Huanhuan's neck socket and greedily inhaled the smell of Huanhuan's body.

"You said yes, that Qin Niang's entanglement can't be changed!"

"Hmm!"

A good night's sleep.

When Huanhuan woke up, Li Zerong was no longer by his side. Seeing that the quilt was neatly covered on his body, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What's wrong with this Li Zerong, the calligraphy and painting objects like to be neatly arranged, even the quilt has to be lifted meticulously and neatly.

Qin Niang came into the house with a washbasin with a smile on her face, followed by Mo Niang with a small porridge.

"Miss, get up and eat." Qin Niang twisted the hot handkerchief, wiped Huanhuan's sleeping face, and said happily, "The prince came out of the young lady's room this morning, but Mo Niang and I were taken aback. The prince hasn't smiled for a long time, so he specially stepped forward and asked us to make you a small porridge. ”

When Huanhuan heard this, he shivered, and quickly shook his head and denied it, "It's not what you think." ”

"What's that?" Qin Niang squeezed the handkerchief, took the basin and wanted to leave the house, and replied with a smile.

How is this Qin Niang so old and not serious, I don't know what she is thinking. Huanhuan secretly buried Qin Niang in his heart, got dressed and drank a small tonic porridge. Mo Niang stood by the side, hunched over, grinning expectantly at Huanhuan, wanting to see her reaction to drinking the porridge she had cooked.

Huan Huan knew her purpose, and the moment the porridge entered the tip of his tongue, he immediately gave a thumbs up and praised. Mo Niang left the house satisfied.

After breakfast, Hwan Hwan shook around his desk a few times, only to find that he couldn't concentrate. Suddenly, I saw the flute hanging next to the desk, and remembered the master Nan Yanchen who I worshipped that day.

She remembered that Nan Ember had given her a music score, but she couldn't see the music sheet on her desk or in the bookcase.

Ling'er must remember where the score went after she passed out. Huanhuan pulled his legs and ran to Ling'er's room, ran out of the door and remembered something, hurriedly ran to the food cabinet to find a few osmanthus cakes, and carefully held them with both hands to see Ling'er who was recuperating from her injuries and lying on the bed.

Ling'er's injuries improved, and when Huanhuan entered the room, she was slowly practicing walking on the edge of the bed.

"Ling'er, I'll bring you osmanthus cake." Huanhuan kicked open the door, saw her bending over and practicing her steps carefully, and hurriedly reminded, "This injury hasn't healed yet, sit down." Eat osmanthus cake! ”

When Ling'er saw Huanhuan coming, she was not particularly happy, and she didn't sit down obediently, she turned her head to look at Huanhuan and said, "Miss looks very good today, what's the joy of making Ling'er happy?" ”

"What, if you eat osmanthus cake, you're in a good mood? I haven't been happy lately, or when Ling'er's leg is better, I'll be happy. ”

"Miss is pregnant with the prince's child, aren't you happy?" Ling'er sat down slowly, subconsciously glanced at Huanhuan's abdomen, and asked pretending to be worried.

"How will you not know me? Ling'er has been in the house for a long time, why does it sound like you're in a bad mood. ”

Seeing Huanhuan talking about herself, Ling'er hurriedly suppressed her jealousy, smiled, and made an excuse: "Qin Niang is leaving, I am reluctant." Is it okay for Miss to keep her? ”

"But Qinniang is going back to her homeland to find her brother and see her mother." Huanhuan stepped forward, handed a piece of osmanthus cake to Ling'er's lips, and comforted her softly, "Qin Niang will come back to us, and we will take her back to Wuzhou in the future." ”

"After Qin Niang left, Miss lost another relative."

"I still have Ling'er, Ling'er is my good sister and good relative."

"I'm a relative of Miss?" Ling'er couldn't help but repeat, "Really? ”

"Ling'er and I are relatives, not master and servant, but my good sister, and she wants to go back to Wuzhou with me." Huanhuan saw that Ling'er was in a strange mood, and reached out to pat Ling'er's back and comforted her silently.

"Ling'er is half a year older than Miss, Miss should call me sister."

"No, Ling'er is a good sister."

Ling'er smiled and took the osmanthus cake that Huanhuan handed to her lips with her hand.