At the bamboo fence, a little snow-white fox still had a large bunch of purple-red grapes in its mouth, and was trying to get out of the gap in the fence, but it was too full, and its belly was round like a ball, and the gap was narrow, just to get stuck in the stomach.

Seeing that it was discovered, it was even more frightened, the four foxes kicked their legs wildly, and a pair of black grape-like eyes rolled around, and there was some pity, but it was holding the bunch of grapes from beginning to end.

Chu Ziyi grabbed the fur on the back of the little fox's neck and grabbed it out of the crack in the fence, the little fox was carried like this, and he didn't drop the grapes in his mouth, Chu Ziyi couldn't help but feel funny, so he said, "It is said that people die for money, birds die for food, but I didn't expect you, a greedy fox, to sell yourself for a bunch of grapes." ”

When he came back, Chu Ziyi brought the fox to it as if offering a treasure, "Lord Shengzun, look, I caught a fox stealing grapes!" ”

At that time, Wangxi was pinching the teacup, and was slightly stunned when he saw the little guy looking at him pitifully.

Chu Ziyi continued, "Although it's a little smaller, killing it can still make you a fox fur scarf." ”

When the little fox heard this, he was frightened, squeaked and screamed, and the grapes that had been holding in his mouth and did not let go of his mouth also fell to the ground, and the black fox's eyes seemed to be full of water, and he was so pitiful that he couldn't be pitiful anymore, and his eyes were looking at it.

Forget Xi said, "This fox is psychic, let it go." ”

"Huh?" Chu Ziyi didn't understand very well, but as soon as he let go of his hand, the little fox fell to the ground.

The little guy didn't run, as if he understood what Forget Xi said before, ran to her feet and rubbed it, then moved his own bunch of purple grapes to the side, bit down a grape with his teeth, and pulled off the skin with two decent grabs in front of him, and then swallowed it in one bite.

Chu Ziyi was dumbfounded, "This ...... This fox can't be a sperm, right? I even know how to peel grapes. ”

The little fox's eyes slanted, and the red hair under the corners of his eyes shook and trembled, looking very proud.

At this time, Chu Ziyi was completely speechless.

Forget Xi glanced at the little fox lightly and said, "Let it go." ”

The afternoon sun was a little dark, the well-fed little fox lay under the grape trellis to enjoy the coolness, Chu Ziyi squatted in front of the flower garden, a little beads of sweat flowed from his forehead, his hands sank into the soft soil, and he struggled to dig a pit, and suddenly a shadow covered the scorching sun overhead.

"You still dare to touch these flowers and plants"

When he heard this, he turned his head and saw that the Holy Venerable was looking at him and stirring the soil, and his eyes were extremely deep.

She bent down slightly, her perfect face was close at hand, Chu Ziyi knew for the first time what it was like to be suffocated, she could breathe, and she didn't cover her mouth and nose, but she just felt that at that moment, the air in her lungs seemed to be exhausted.

"I ......"

"Impatiens don't need to be holes, just sprinkle them on the soil."

Because the two of them were so close to each other, her breath brushed his cheeks as she spoke, and he thought that he must have been drunk, otherwise how could he feel a little intoxicated?

"I haven't planted a flower......

She crouched down, closer to him, "Looks like I'm going to need someone to teach you." ”

"No, I can do it!" He was afraid that she would think he was stupid and useless, so he was busy.

"I'm afraid you're wasting flower seeds."

The third prince of Chu choked to death by this sentence.

The Holy Venerable is a person who cherishes flowers, and when he holds the flower seeds in his hand and scatters them in the soil, his expression is extremely solemn, as if he is still lecturing to those shamans.

"Dry stir-fried orchid seeds, raised very delicate, to plant in a pot of crocks, not in too strong sunlight, can be moved into the grape trellis during the day to shelter, and at night to move out and let it stain some dew......

The third prince of Chu didn't know anything about planting flowers, but he still listened carefully, unconsciously touched his slightly itchy nose, and the mud on his hands got on it again.

"These flowers are non-poisonous, don't worry if you touch them......" Forget Xi was talking, and when he looked back and saw that his good-looking face was black, he pointed to his nose, "Why did you wipe the mud on your face again?" ”

"Huh?" The third prince of Chu looked dazed, and wiped two more handfuls in confusion, smearing his entire face.

Her brow seemed to furrow again, but she didn't, and said, "Come here." ”

The third prince of Chu obediently took two steps forward, and the Holy Venerable, who had always been dressed in white and not stained with lead dust, rolled up his sleeves to wipe the mud off his face, and his expression at that moment was a little less indifferent and detached, "Why did you get so dirty......"

At that moment, it seemed that the wind was blind, and it seemed to be confused. He didn't move or dare to move, staring at her cold face.

She inadvertently touched his face with a slightly cool finger, and rarely showed a shallow smile, "Okay." ”

With such a smile, Chu Ziyi only felt that everything in front of him seemed to be gone, leaving only a mass of pink and white, and his heart was beating like a drum, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

She had already withdrawn her hand, half-blocked it in front of her forehead, and looked at the scorching sunlight at noon, "It's time to cook." ”

His gaze fell on her dirty sleeve, so pure white, but at the moment it was covered with dust, unprovoked and dazzling.

She turned to leave, but he grabbed Hao's wrist and pressed it against the grape trellis.

The Holy Venerable, who was admired by thousands of people, had never been treated like this, Xu felt a little novel, but she didn't get angry, but just looked at him a little confused, "What is this for?" ”

His hand on her shoulder was trembling, but the strength was not to be refused, and a desire rose in his heart to forcibly shatter the paralyzing pleasure of reason, and he took a deep look at her light red lips, and pressed down with some despair.

The clusters of fusang outside the stone gate bloomed intensely, and the sunlight sprinkled dappled light and shadow through the vines, and the little fox lying napping under the grape trellis seemed to be awakened by something, and raised his head to look up, and instantly became a stupid fox.

After that day, it was as if something had changed, and it was as if nothing had changed.

It's just that the Holy Venerable no longer talks about flowers like letting the third prince of Chu leave Junshan.

Occasionally, when she went into the mountains to collect medicine, the third prince of Chu always happily followed her with a medicine basket on his back. She cooks rice and decoctions, and he will also help watch the fire.

Everything seemed to be peaceful, calm enough to make people panic, because Junchen knew that the story was a sad ending.

Sure enough, the Tianshui side came to the uninvited guest again.

Dressed in white, the frail teenager lived in a small bamboo house.

"The dog is sick, I am afraid that I will not live to the age of the weak crown, I heard that the Holy Venerable of your country can make white bones and flesh, and I hope that the Holy Venerable of your country will treat my son."

A letter from the King of Chu, Emperor Gu Yue sent another sick number to Shengzun, and Lin Sanshui, who was curious about everything, also seized this opportunity to squeeze into Tianshui.

The third prince of Chu was unhappy, and the little fox who was greedy for grapes became his object of venting, holding the fox and brushing the fox fur every day, causing the little fox to forget as soon as he saw it, as if he had seen his mother.

"Don't bully it all the time." Forget Xi hugged the little fox that ran into his arms, and gently smoothed its snow-white fluffy fox fur.

The third prince of Chu took the medicine basket behind her, and couldn't help but stretch out a finger to poke the fox's head, "This little thing is shrewd, just pretend to be pitiful with you." ”

When the little fox heard this, he exploded his fur and showed his tail that was about to be bald to the Holy Venerable.

The third prince of Chu touched his nose, "That...... I'm going to cook. ”

Lin Sanshui volunteered, "Brother Chu, I'll help you." ”

Chu Liancheng, the fifth prince of Chu State, had a face as white as rice paper, and when he forgot to give him medicine, he seemed to say unintentionally, "Brother has been talking about sparing for many days again, which has caused a lot of trouble to the Holy Venerable." ”

The Holy Venerable in front of outsiders is always expressionless, "The five princes are worried. ”

One sentence blocked the topic.

Chu Liancheng wanted to say something, but the Holy Venerable had already gone out.

Black smoke billowed from the kitchen, and Lin Sanshui's exaggerated screams could be heard word for word from so far away.

"It's on fire, it's on fire!"

"What are you howling about? Extinguish the fire! "Isn't this angry voice Chu Ziyi?

A monstrous wave of water extinguished the fire in the kitchen, and the water Jiao at the bottom of the waterfall was high in the air, and the Holy Venerable stood on the back of the water Jiao, his white clothes and black hair dancing wantonly, with an indifferent expression.

The two who almost burned the Tianshui side were driven down the mountain by the Holy Venerable.

Chu Ziyi was a little aggrieved, "I will never come to Junshan again in the future!" ”

Lin Sanshui was so frightened that he trembled, "Brother Chu said cautiously, we almost burned the Tianshui side, and it is not bad that the Holy Venerable did not punish us." If my father knows about it, I'll have to peel off my skin! ”

The third prince of Chu was originally a well-known gentleman, and he was a frequent visitor to the Chu Pavilion in the Qinglou.

After going down Junshan, on the first day he drank all the restaurants in Langya City with Lin Sanshui, and on the second day, he walked around the flower buildings in the city and didn't find a girl he liked.

The two finally rented a painting boat and went to the lake.

The silk and bamboo music babbled, the dancers rotated their soft waists, and the smiles in their eyes were charming.

The dancing sleeves are low back to the real butterfly, and the red lips are deep and shallow fake cherries. The pink chest half-conceals the suspicion of Qingxue, and the drunken eyes slanted back to the small sample knife.

Heavy makeup is glamorous and the skin is exposed, and the fragrance of rouge fills the building. Qianqian's thin waist is like a willow branch, charming and soft.

A bold dancer fell into Chu Ziyi's arms, her bright red cardamom nails brushing his handsome eyebrows, playfully tapping, and finally falling on his lips.

The red lips are half-open and half-closed, a silent invitation.

Chu Ziyi, who was drunk and hazy, only had the red lips in his eyes for a moment, and when he was about to kiss it, another person's face appeared in front of him for some reason, a pair of the most beautiful eyes in the world, but there was never joy or sorrow, it can be called a perfect face, cold as frost for ten thousand years, such a person, but the lips are extremely soft, with a little sweetness.

He missed the taste.

It was like holding a big box of rouge in his arms, and the fragrance was so scented that he just wanted to sneeze.

The dancer saw that he had no thoughts, how could he be willing, the red lips took the initiative to come over, he just turned his head, and a touch of gorgeous lips was printed on his cheeks.

Lin Sanshui came over with a wine glass to drink with him, and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Chu is so beautiful......

Chu Ziyi should have a drink with him, but for a moment he felt chills all over his body, looked around in a panic, and did not find the source that made him uneasy, and when he inadvertently glanced out of the window, he saw another painting boat, standing on the bow of the boat, with a face as cold as the snow of Huashan Mountain, and his heart seemed to have broken a hole, constantly pouring into ice water.

The black air diffused from the window lattice, and an evil face gradually became clear, the corners of the eyes were red, but there were tears flashing under the eyes, "Do you know how much I want to kill that bastard?" ”

He pointed to Chu Ziyi, who was still holding the dancer on the painting boat, "How can he be so dirty, why can't he leave a clean Chu Ziyi to forget Xi!" The hallucinations seemed to be infected by the subject's emotions, and a tsunami rose on the otherwise calm lake, and the hull of the ship shook.

He stared straight at Jun Chen, who was silent, "How I envy you, what you handed over to Jun Xi is a clean and clean ......"