When this young man has not been able to grow up to be quiet, this kind of fragmented situation, I guess - "Didn't you give it to your confidante?" For example, - Interpretation of flowers? ”

"It's Dr. Xie." Yu Junshen looked at the green calyx on the side, but he didn't look at me.

I'm a lot shorter than him, and I can't see his expression even if I tilt my head so hard, so I don't know whether to be vinegar or not. The admitting is quite straightforward.

If it were a few years later, would he still be able to answer the obvious answer that I don't like.

I can't stand in one place for too long, I continue to walk forward, the snow has not been able to pass the surface of the feet, this road that someone has walked, the view of heaven and earth has already been cleaned, the snow is just right, more than to press the plum, less to no snow to tread.

Yique kept paying attention to my movements, and when he saw me walking alone, he finally caught up with me and supported me, "Master, did you quarrel with Guard Yu?" ”

"Nope."

"He has a very bad face, standing there and angry with Plum Blossom."

"How can you be angry with Plum Blossom when you use this word?" I didn't look back, and I knew that Yu Junshen had followed. The fifth brother has been falling far behind, afraid that he will wait for the third brother to catch up.

"Gnashing your teeth at plum blossoms." Otoku gritted his teeth at me, his expression distorted.

What I didn't see made Yi Que look at it.

I laughed, "That's because he has a toothache after eating too much sugar." ”

I don't know why, every time I feel that being with Yu Junshen is when you and I are together, there is always a topic that can be related to his confidante, I may care too much. It's not good, it's just that she's quietly disgusting you, and she doesn't have to do anything to get you in your throat—

"Do you remember the way back to the eighth year of junior high school?"

"Yes." Otoku was pleased, "The slave has seen all the paths. ”

"Let's go back." I say.

Yique took me back, and Yu Junshen walked quickly in front of me.

What the hell are you doing today? It's better to take the dark incense over and let it slip away.

"Where's Po?" Yu Jun asked cautiously.

"It's almost time for the potion."

The fifth brother and they followed, "Sister Huang wants to go back to the guest room?" ”

"Well, it's a little cold." I said, my little stomach was a little painful, and the princess hugged me and poured a belly wind.

Seeing that they all moved their legs and feet, and their faces were ruddy, I was a little jealous, "My decoction is waiting for me to go back, you young people should go shopping more, the green calyx plum in front is good, come back and give me a poem each." ”

"What about the imperial sister's poems?" The fifth brother asked.

"I got two sentences occasionally, but the next sentence didn't come out and gave up." I sighed.

"Tell me about it?" The fifth brother's eyes began to glow.

Rub, do I want to plagiarize a song? But I remember one sentence now: the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of snow. There is another sentence: I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. In fact, what impressed me the most was: Wo Mei smells the flowers again......

What exactly should I say? I can't say the two sentences that ridiculed Yu Junshen and embarrassed me......

"It's not that I held back two sentences after saying it, and I didn't have the second half of the sentence, and I forgot the first half of the sentence." I hurried back.

"Sister Huang can't compose poetry herself, so don't be embarrassed for me." The fifth brother shouted in the back.

I waved my sleeves and didn't take away a single cloud.

Yique hugged me and asked in a low voice, "Master, have you really made a poem?" ”

"What do you want to say?" I whispered.

"It's just curiosity. Can you tell me, I talk to Twelve about the master, and I have a topic to talk about, and he only cares about me when he talks about the master. ”

"I forgot about it." I reprimanded her, "You're stupid, you can't make up a limerick poem yourself and say it's my new work." ”

"But what I wrote is not as good as the poems you composed, master."

"When have you ever seen me compose poetry?" I despise.

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds." Yi Que said.

I rubbed, "When did I compose this verse?" I glared at her.

Yu Jun cautiously stopped in front of me, "When did Ah Bao write poems to whom?" ”

"I don't know when I wrote this poem." I'm super aggrieved.

Yu Junshen and I stared together and waited for Yique to explain.

"As the eighth sister said, you stole the tribute wine in the palace and took it back to the house to drink, and held her to read it." Oto's voice is getting lower and lower, and her head is getting lower and lower.

I don't know why, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Junshen quickly turned into a smiling face: "Bao, I'll send you back, are your feet cold?" ”

"My stomach hurts...... "My little belly is getting more and more uncomfortable, and I pour a cool breeze into my belly, which will come hard...... "It's a little cold."

As he spoke, he felt the cold sweat on his face running down.

Otojaku had never encountered such a situation, and his face changed with fright.

"The stove is cold." I handed the hand stove I was holding to Yu Junshen, "Find a place to replace it with a new carbon fire for me." ”

Yu Junshen took over the stove and disappeared.

I bent down slightly, "There is Merlin nearby, there is no courtyard, he will come back in a while, you can help me for a while." ”

"Master, the slave and maid will cover you."

"Wait for the hand stove. Go back slowly. "This time it can be regarded as a long memory - you can't just look at the chic of the princess's hug, but also consider the swelling pain after filling the belly.

Standing in a plum blossom forest, how can I not be elegant, my stomach said that the pain can be endured, not painful but also uncomfortable, pain and rise......

A few figures came from afar. Otock stood there with his arms in his arms, and the snow under his feet was a little steady.

Yique said in a low voice: "It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the person who just fanned the fan." ”

When he got closer, the young man with the fan bowed his hand, and the fan was gone, "I've seen Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Yique squatted down and saluted, quickly got up and continued to support.

"How could the imperial sister wait here alone, Yu Guard."

"The charcoal fire in the hand stove is cold, and he has gone to add charcoal."

The third brother frowned, "What about the fifth brother?" ”

"I'm not a child, and I still need people to watch me." I waved, "Go find them, they're waiting for you." I'll go back. Come out and play, don't ruin the fun. ”

"Sixteen, eighteen, you two stay."

The young man with the fan opened his mouth, but finally did not speak, looked at me with burning eyes, and finally lowered his head.

Two of the four guards stood out.

"Oops, I'm famous." I looked at sixteen and eighteen, both of whom were over 1.8 meters tall, and looked like a strong man.

Imperial sister, don't tease my guards—the third brother warned me with his eyes.

I rolled my eyes and waved my sleeves - go yours.

The young man with a fan saluted and followed.

Is this the inclusion of this young man in the shogunate?

"I just heard the maid of Miss Li's family say that the one who fanned the fan was the famous son of Wushu in the capital. The biggest feature is to fan with a fan all year round. It is said that he never forgets to see people, and the criminal department sometimes asks him to recognize people and look for people, but he has never made a mistake with the second son. ”

"Talent—it's a pity......," I regretted, "it's a little lighter." ”

"So he is humble, and Chen Ergongzi has a good relationship with him."

It won't be what I thought...... "Chen Yumiao?" ”

"That's what the maid's sister said, the sons of all the families in Beijing, only the second son of Chen is good friends with him - because the mouth of the prince of Wushu is unforgiving, and he has offended many people."

"Well, that's kind of annoying." I nodded.

"Master, are you feeling better?"

I had already diverted my attention, this reminder, I-"You should tell me about the more famous sons in the capital." ”

"Po—hold on." Yu Jun stood still, handed me the hand stove with one hand, and squinted his eyes, "Is it still very uncomfortable?" Can you go? ”

I quickly took the hand stove, turned my back and stuck it on my stomach, Yique helped me sort out the snow fox cloak outside, and reached out to test the temperature of my hand, and shivered, "Master, it's better for the eighth sister to come and hug you back." ”

"Okay—ah—" Yu Junshen took advantage of my unpreparedness and picked me up in the air—another princess hug.

I grabbed the hand stove and protected it.

"Sort it out for your master, put my cloak on, and I'll send her back to the guest room."

Yique was holding Yu Junshen's cloak, and when he heard the command, he immediately put the cloak on me, "Okay." ”

Soaring into the air again, I learned to be obedient this time, burying my face in his arms.

——

Hachi took me up, put me on the bed, and asked while taking off my shoes, "Have you closed your mouth?" ”

I nodded.

Yu Junshen watched the fire from a distance in the soup stove.

Chu Ba tested the temperature of my feet, frowned, touched my hand again, and his face elongated: "Is there really a tight mouth?" ”

I nodded again.

She took the stove in one hand and pressed it on my little belly.

I opened my mouth and screamed silently, quickly shut up and snorted.

"Please take shelter for the time being." I was covered with a quilt on the eighth day of the first month.

Yu Junshen glanced at me and went out.

"Do you think the medicine prescribed to you by Divine Doctor Zhu is too sweet?" Hachihachi asked with a smile.

I'm wondering if to sell Yu Junshen, after all, he used light skills to hold the flying belly wind...... It's better to say goodbye, otherwise there will be no benefits in the future......

The eighth year of junior high was busy stuffing a working hand stove in my bed.

"I'll just say a few more words, maybe just catching the wind."

"Would you rather drink the decoction or ginger water first?" Chu Hachi leaned over and asked.

"I'll sleep for a while." My stomach was a little hot, I felt cold, I broke out in a cold sweat, and I took off all my clothes in the eighth year of junior high school, and found a clean one for me to put aside and warm it with the hand stove.

"What about them in January?"

"They brought all the things and stayed at the gate of the courtyard. I have a few ledgers under the carriage, and I have brought them. ”

"The ledger hasn't been moved, after all, you're out to relax."

I'd like to see it hypnotic – but I can't say that......

"Send a letter to the house, I'm going to stay for a few days and send the dark incense over."

"Okay."