It was obviously a spring in March, and the entire courtyard was so cold that it almost snowed transparently.

"Murderous, this is murderous." Dugu Zheng said, and was covered by Yuan again.

Bai Yi slowly broke away Hou Cong's hand that was pinching her face, and took two steps back, but in terms of momentum, it seemed that she had taken two steps forward, she was no longer stupid, no longer hesitant, and entered a fighting state. "Okay, General Xiaohou, in addition to fighting, I have one thing that is invincible in the world, do you dare to challenge?"

What Bai Yi said is fighting grass. When she was a child, she often played with her brothers and sisters in Jiangnan, and even her grandfather Bai Shen would join. The one who wins, always in white. Bai Shen said, "White clothes, because of wisdom." ”

She is always good at observing, good at waiting, good at analyzing, good at feeling, and kills all over the field. Bai Shen even joked, "Male babies always have to be stronger than female babies in some way." In the future, whoever can fight grass and win the white clothes will be my Bai family's son-in-law. ”

Almost the same, Changkong also said that after being won by Bai Yi and running away all over the yard, "Do you fight, no one has any hope of not being beaten under my sister's hands, but whoever can fight grass and win Bai Yi is my brother-in-law!" ”

"Dare." Hou Cong said. Eyes like torches.

Qingsong, Murong Xing, Dugu Zheng, and Yuan You, felt that the fire couldn't be sent to them, plus the following project was fighting grass, no matter how it happened, it wouldn't hurt the audience, so they decided to watch it again - anyway, those two people with heart diseases didn't see anyone else in their eyes.

"Wen Dou? Martial arts? "The state of the white clothes is even more up.

Dugu Zheng poked Yuan again, "You say, let's go a little farther, isn't it, even the reviews can be opened boldly with confidence?" ”

Yuan didn't speak again, and pulled him and Murong Xing back five feet.

Hou Cong shook his spirits, and even put on a hint of a kingly smile, "Do you write poems or lyrics?" What is the meaning of Wendou? Martial arts. Three wins in five games. ”

As soon as Hou Cong's words fell, he and Bai Yi had already flown off the ground at the same time, two shadows, one deep and one shallow, speeding through the yard, snatching and searching for the strongest and most resilient grass stems and leaves. The audience was dizzying and addicted.

Then, Hou Cong and Bai Yi fell on the place where they were standing at the same time, face to face, eye to eye, and at the same time raised the weapon in their hands, innocent grass, stretched out to each other, and connected to the fire.

The two grass stems were entangled together, they realized the toughness of the other party's grass stems, the direction of the other party's force, pondered, penetrated, and exerted force, and the white clothes won.

"Good!" The audience applauded.

At the same time, the player threw away the weapon with his right hand. The second game started again, and it was still the same, and the white clothes won. The audience didn't dare to applaud, after all, they offended the white clothes and the eldest son, and they might not be as good as death - the last punishment was not over yet.

But in the third game, Hou Cong actually won. Bai Yi was shocked. Hou Cong really loved her like this, there was a doubt in his eyes, his eyebrows were like distant mountains and mist, his coral red mouth was slightly open and then tightly pursed, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, crying, and he looked bullied.

In the fourth game, Hou Cong won.

In the fifth game, the audience didn't dare to breathe. Bai Yi took out her strongest grass stalk, her fingers, which could touch Hou Cong's fingers, and Mo each other, a cool touch, fighting and sticking.

The grass stalk broke. Hou Cong won the last sentence.

Qing Song jumped three feet high, and tears were about to come out. Hou Cong was complacent, and suddenly found that the face of the white clothes was not so much unconvinced, but rather - shy?

She lowered her head slightly, still holding the broken grass stalk in one hand, caressing it on her chest, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be affectionate. Look at yourself, dodge, look at yourself, dodge again. Seeing that Hou Cong's heart was hot, he jumped up. He didn't know that Bai Yi remembered the small talk that was not a prophecy in the past: whoever can fight the grass and win Bai Yi is a good son-in-law.

Bai Yi actually covered his face, twisted his body, snatched Xiao Hou Cong from Qing Song's hand, and ran away!

Murong Xing commented: "In the end, it's a woman, I can't figure it out." No one responded to his words, because Hou Cong also ran away and went to chase Baiyi.

Hou Cong ran back to the courtyard where he lived, the moonlight was just right, and the white clothes were holding the puppet, sitting on the swing in a daze. He walked over gently, grasped a rope in one hand, and shook it gently, "I'm not mad at you anymore." I won't punish you anymore, since I won, you will know to obey me in the future. ”

At this time, Bai Yi retracted his gaze and looked back at Hou Cong - it was not Hou Cong, it should be said that it was a subtle position behind Hou Cong's face. Although her face is no longer red, she still doesn't dare to look at this man.

"Eldest Prince, I know why you are angry. You think I lied to you. You promise me not to be angry, I tell you, I hide something from you. ”

"Stupid," Hou Cong scolded her softly, "Think about it yourself, when did I really get angry with you and be fierce to you?" ”

"Oh." Bai Yi bowed his head.

Hou Cong let go of the rope in his hand, walked to the other side, and Bai Yi tacitly gave way to a position and let him sit down. He didn't think about it, he held the rope on his side with one hand, passed through the back of Bai Yi with the other, held the other rope, and stared at the ground under his feet, and gently began to shake the swing while paying attention to Bai Yi's reaction.

The white clothes matched his swaying. "That phoenix butterfly pattern is the family crest of our Bai family. My grandfather, called Bai Shen, when the first emperor was there, back then, he was the first-class prince of the dynasty, the prime minister of the plum blossoms, and the prince Taibao, he was in charge of many things, one of which was to be responsible for managing the entire Chengguo meticulously. ”

Hou Cong's heart sank, he understood Bai Yi's reaction during the day, and he even began to regret that he forced her like that. "10 years ago, didn't the Bai family be beheaded?"

Bai Yi nodded, "Hmm." I was rescued by a benefactor, but I met the bad guys, and then, it was my father who saved me. ”

Bai Yi's tone was light, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, but he didn't hear Hou Cong's response. She hurriedly went to see Hou Cong, and saw that there were two lines of tears on Hou Cong's face. She didn't know what to do, and secretly hated herself for being clumsy and stupid, so she wiped his sleeve for him. She wasn't good at it, and she didn't know if she should wipe it again.

Hou Cong's tone was a little choked, fragile and difficult, and he was a complete stranger: "When my father died before the battle, I was also 8 years old. He loved to charge, and his own soldiers didn't follow, and he was surrounded by seven or eight Chengguo people and pierced. My mother was martyred by touching her head against the coffin, and she didn't say anything to me before she died, and she didn't tell me what to do if I was alone. My mother loves my father, but what is I to me at the age of 8? ”

"Oh." Bai Yi can only say.

Hou Cong smiled instead, and from the black hole of sadness that sucked him away, he instantly surfaced, just because he heard her stupid voice.

"In this way, don't be sad, the two of us have been in the same situation. Let's have a drink at the bar. ”

The white clothes were covered again, and they looked at him like a deer, "Huh? I, don't be angry, I haven't drunk. ”

How could Hou Cong be angry? There was actually a burst of joy in his heart, Changkong, this bastard thing, finally had one thing that he didn't teach Baiyi, and left it to himself. He listened to the white clothes and began to whisper: "My family crest is used for the residence and supplies that my grandfather made carefully, how can it be there?" Although it is the place where Chengguo Xiaozuo lives, my grandfather has been dead for 10 years, and Xiaozuo is no longer under his control. It's weird. ”

Bai Yi was thinking about the errand, Hou Cong had already made the vague shape in his heart clearer, and everything was figured out. He pulled the white clothes up, ordered her to stop thinking about it, took her to a small warehouse behind the wing, took the old wine out himself, and looked at the white clothes with satisfaction - she likes to watch people do things, and she is extremely focused on watching herself pour wine, pursing her mouth, dragging her cheeks, silently, and the years are quiet.

Hou Cong carefully laid a cotton mat on the big steps of the hall and helped her sit down. Handing her a glass of wine, Bai Yi was a little afraid to drink it, sniffed it, looked at him, his lips were close to the rim of the glass, he didn't dare to drink, and looked at him again.

"Don't be afraid, drink." He said, coaxing her.

Bai Yi tilted his neck, and the glass was dry.

Hou Cong was dumbfounded, and then laughed. Listening to Bai Yi's slight cough, he went to stroke her back, "It's delicious!" Bai Yi said, that stupid face, it turned out to be a drunken expression, a cup on the head, the eyes were fluttering, and the face was full of charm.

"Eldest son, I still want it." Bai Yi said.

Hou Cong poured her another glass, taught her to hold the cup, taught her to drink slowly, and tasted the taste of the wine. After two glasses, Bai Yi was really a little drunk, and slapped Hou Cong's back twice with his little hand, "Go!" Take the little white clothes out, hurry up! ”

Hou Cong listened to him, got up and went back to the room, she hummed, followed behind, and her pace was a little unsteady. Hou Cong smiled secretly, picked up Xiao Baiyi, and took her out again, feeling a little bad in his heart, and poured a third cup for Baiyi.

Bai Yi looked up and drank, looked at him with his eyes, and bit the cup with his mouth.

Hou Cong hugged the little white clothes, gently brushed her hair, and admired her appearance. Suddenly, she spit out the cup like a drunk, and slapped Hou Cong again: "You are really sick, you are like this to a puppet!" ”

Hou Cong deliberately straightened his face, "What about learning from me?" How did I teach you? Be good to him, inject your emotions and soul into him, you are good, you didn't learn it, and you laughed at me. ”

Bai Yi grabbed Hou Cong's sleeve and began to shake, "Then you can teach me again." ”

Hou Cong always had patience for Bai Yi out of nowhere, he helped her sort out the thread behind the puppet, and taught her how to swing her head, move, and turn around. Time passed unconsciously.

Yu Wenxing was drinking alone at home, watching his son not come back, and his daughter did not come back. I actually put on a smile for the first time in a long time.

"Could it be that the eldest prince is really ...... to the white clothes?"

In the Hou Mansion, in the side courtyard where Hou Cong lived, there were a few more camellias. On the big steps, Bai Yi learned something. Under their control, Xiao Hou Cong and Xiao Baiyi can walk together, play together, and smile at each other.

Suddenly, the little white clothes controlled by Hou Cong hugged Xiao Hou Cong. He was satisfied to see that Bai Yi's face turned red again, "This is Xiao Baiyi's idea, I can't help it!" As I said, puppets have souls and ideas of their own. Hou Cong said.

Bai Yi panicked, and Xiao Hou Cong, whom she controlled, kissed Xiao Bai Yi.