The color of autumn is not weaker than spring, especially in the garden of the East Palace, just looking at the clusters of red maples burning along the hillside, it makes people feel splendid, warm, and full of autumn mood. 【Reading.com】

After returning from the school, Yan came to the garden with Aiqing and walked along the slope path, and Aiqing also asked Xiao Dezi to go to the Miaobo Pavilion to set up a chessboard, intending to play against the emperor's brother.

However, he was always a little absent-minded, even if Yan kept praising that in the palace, the maple leaves that belonged here grew the best, he didn't look at it twice.

Yan picked a large pink chrysanthemum for him, and it was difficult for his brother to smile.

When it came time to play chess, Aiqing was even more defeated, his sunspots were not connected to each other, he seemed to have a lot of clues, but he was also full of loopholes, no matter how Yan released the water, it was difficult not to win him.

Let's do it again. Aiqing put the sunspots back into the jade chess basin one by one, and was not annoyed by the loss.

Let's go down later. Yan frowned and said, Brother Huang, what have you been worrying about lately? I didn't let Jing Tingrui take you out of school before, although I don't like him, but this is really not like you, I'm so worried.

……。 Aiqing looked at Yan, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan's sleeve, startling him.

Qing'er? Yan watched in surprise as Aiqing pulled his sleeve, lowered his head and sniffed again.

It doesn't taste right....... Aiqing quickly let go, and said to herself.

What does it taste like? Yan couldn't help but pull up his sleeves and sniffed, in addition to the fragrance of chrysanthemums, there was also a bit of sandalwood incense in the palace.

It's nothing, it's not from the palace anyway. Aiqing's nose is very smart, and these days, Jing Tingrui's body always has a faint sweetness that seems to be fat powder and like the fragrance of flowers.

At first, he thought it was the palace maid who had prepared fresh fat powder.

However, except for Jing Tingrui, there is no other place in the palace that has the same taste.

Although the aroma actually smelled pleasant and not pungent, it made Aiqing uncomfortable and didn't want to get close to Jing Tingrui. Even he couldn't figure out what was going on? And confused.

Let's go, while we're free, let's go see Sister Kerou. Yan dropped the chess pieces and made a killer move.

Good! Ai Qing finally showed a sweet smile, he went to the nursery from time to time to visit the royal sister, from the previous sneaky, to the current upright, it is completely the relationship between his father and the emperor.

And he knew that whether it was his father or his father, they actually remembered Kerou very much, but the ancestors set strict rules that the biological mother and the imperial heir were not allowed to live in the same room, even if it was a princess, so they couldn't visit their daughter as they wanted.

There is a way that the eldest brother is like a father, and Aiqing thinks that she has to take on this responsibility, not only to take care of her younger brother, but also to take care of her younger sister.

He didn't want Kerou to grow up and just bow down to him, in which case he would die of sadness.

※※※

Ding! Jingle bell ......!

As the boy spun bare on the deck of the boat, a chain as thin as silver threads was tied around his waist, and a golden bell adorned with it, made a rather crisp and pleasant sound.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who was walking on the red sampan, and a charming smile bloomed on the corner of his vermilion lips.

The boy stretched out his arms and suddenly lifted one leg—almost parallel to his shoulders—and he continued the dance on one foot, his skirt flying away, revealing the profanity/pants that were tightly wrapped around the round/sheath/buttocks/body, and the spring was boundless.

Ding ding~.

The bell stopped, and the young man walked up to the handsome and majestic young man with a slight pant, and said with a coquettish smile, Why, the official is free today, and he will come during the day?

I was passing by here and saw you doing dance. In fact, the young man said, whenever the Oiran of the glazed boat danced on the bow deck, many people on the banks of the river stopped to watch, and some applauded and applauded.

It's a gimmick to whet people's appetite, and the Oiran is not so easy to befriend, and the men will feel hungry/thirsty when they can see his dancing but can't get him.

If you smile for the Pomeranians, money will become dung, and the business of Liulifang will always prosper, which is what Xiaohong told the youth.

It's rare that you're here, go sit inside for a while and then leave. Xiao Hong took the brocade handkerchief handed by the boy servant on the side and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

It's good. Thinking that the youth would refuse, hearing such an answer, Xiaohong was very happy.

Back in the upper room on the third floor, the old mother ordered someone to send Biluochun and refreshments, all of which were the best pastries in the imperial city, almond halva and black sesame cakes in a century-old brand.

Although this tastes good, it's still slightly inferior to the dim sum in the palace, right? Xiaohong asked with a smile as he ate the fragrant halva in his mouthful.

……。 Jing Tingrui looked at the young man, he never said that he was an errand in the palace, and he didn't even tell the other party's name.

Recently, when several officials were drunk, they said one after another that the emperor recently had a confidant who went out of the palace to handle cases, and everyone had to be careful. Holding his cheeks, he asked jokingly, I think, could this person be you?

No. Jing Tingrui denied it very dryly.

Hehe, in fact, I don't care if you're a secret agent or not, as long as you come to accompany me more. Xiao Hong smiled, "In this way, I can tell you what you want to know."

You don't get involved. Jing Tingrui frowned and warned him that this was not child's play.

Whether it's child's play or not, I don't know until I've played it. Xiao Hong shrugged his shoulders, I am a natural fun-loving person, and I have never lost. And those are not good officials, otherwise, they would not be afraid of the emperor's investigation.

Jing Tingrui stood up, and I went back.

Hey? You've only been sitting for a while. Xiao Hong hurriedly got up, then are you still coming at night?

Don't come.

Why?

For your own good.

……！ Xiao Hong was stunned for a moment, and soon stretched out his hand to stop in front of Jing Tingrui, raised his head and said, It is the first time someone has said to me like this, you really care about me, I am very happy.

I just don't want to bother the innocent. Jing Tingrui looked down at Xiao Hong, he was not a few years older than Aiqing, but he had a pretending mature sophistication, was it really a poor man's child who was in charge early?

Xiao Hong said that he fled the plague with his parents and came all the way to the imperial city. Because of his good looks, he was sold to Liulifang as a waiter.

Unlike other crying children, Xiaohong is very resigned to his fate and doesn't think there is any shame in doing it with men. He enjoys the transaction of flesh/body with money, and the feeling of being sought after in the palm of his hand. He often said that even his parents were not so good to him.

Even if those are good, they all have another purpose.

If you want to get out of here, I can redeem you for yourself. Jing Tingrui once said.

But Xiaohong was unwilling, and said, unless you want me, I won't leave. He loved everything here, the gold, silver and jewelry he had traded his body for, and he felt safe.

Jing Tingrui didn't force him anymore.

They interact with each other less like guests and prostitutes, more like older brothers and younger brothers. It's just that this younger brother already has a feeling of admiration in his heart. He always finds a way to keep Jing Tingrui.

Just sit down a little longer, and I promise not to talk about those officials' things again. Xiao Hong said coquettishly, holding Jing Tingrui's hand and not letting go.

Jing Tingrui wanted to confirm whether the Oiran of the Liulifang had something to do with the Garland envoys? They wanted to steal the envoy's seal and the secret letter they brought with them during their secret meeting to obtain vital information.

Because only at this time will the Jialan envoys not let the guards guard closely.

It's just that the envoy hasn't appeared for a long time, and as Jing Tingrui gets on the ship more often, Xiao Hong is obviously more and more involved, and he doesn't want Xiao Hong to be in danger.

Let's talk about your sweetheart, shall we? Xiao Hong took the initiative to change the topic, and said with a smile, how is he lately?

He ignored me. Jing Tingrui said rarely, no matter how much Xiao Hong pestered him to ask, he didn't mention Aiqing's matter.

Haha, you must have been busy with your own business and snubbed him, right?

Nothing, he always comes first. Jing Tingrui accidentally said his heart.

Ah, it sounds so happy and jealous! Xiao Hong pursed his mouth, looking very dissatisfied.

I still have something to go. Jing Tingrui pulled out the hand that was being held by Xiao Hong and patted him on the shoulder.

Well...... Xiao Hong knew that if he forced on, it would be annoying, so he said, the official walks slowly, but remember to come and see me.

Jing Tingrui agreed, and in the reluctant gaze of Xiao Hong, he stepped off the painting boat