Qin Xun's face was buried in his neck, and his voice was a little muffled: "Anyway, I will follow you wherever you go, you have to take me, you are not allowed to let me follow." ”

"Okay, I won't leave you alone." Qi Jing patted him on the back, "Don't be stuffy at this time, it's uncomfortable to breathe, just rely on me and don't move, I'll wash you, okay?" ”

Qin Xun obediently let him take a bath for himself, was wrapped in a long shirt and went to bed, pinched his nose and drank a small bowl of boiled sobering soup, and fell asleep between the pillows.

Qin Hong, who stayed in Jingyang Hall for a few days, and Qin Shang have returned home with the Qin family who went to the banquet today, and there are only two young masters living in Jingyang Hall now, Qi Jing just calmed Qin Xun to sleep, and he lifted the quilt and lay down in the quilt, Qin Xun, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, Qi Jing was startled, and sat up with him, thinking that he suddenly had a problem with sleepwalking.

Who knew that Qin Xun looked blank and said, "I still haven't drunk any wine." ”

What does this mean? Qi Jing was helpless: "You have already drunk it today."

Many, not enough? ”

"There is also a jar of fermented rice, given by Brother Tiger, you said that I would drink two sips on my birthday." Qin Xun's logic and speech were very clear, but Qi Jing guessed from his stunned expression that he didn't know what he was talking about at all.

"You can't drink any more today, go to sleep, don't make trouble." He grabbed Qin Xun's shoulders and took him into his arms, trying to coax him.

"If you want to drink, you promise me, you can't talk and don't count." Qin Xun grabbed his leg and was about to step over and get out of bed to find wine.

What kind of trouble is this? Qi Jing, who was going to sleep peacefully, sighed, hurriedly restrained his movements, detained the person in his arms, and put his voice extremely gentle in the night, for fear of scaring him, and tried his best to comfort him: "Don't make trouble, let's sleep first, cousin is here, I want to drink it and give it to you tomorrow, okay?" I'll give it to you tomorrow, you see it's not early today, it's time to sleep, sleep, cousin will sleep with you......"

In fact, Qin Xun really didn't have any consciousness, but he was worried about such a thing that he hadn't done today, and he suddenly woke up uncontrollably in his sleep, and was gently comforted by Qi Jing in his arms at this time, sniffing the familiar and reassuring breath on his body, and soon fell asleep again.

This time, I slept until dawn.

Wait a minute...... Big dawn?! Qin Xun sat up abruptly in the bright sunlight from the window, there was no one beside him, he woke up, and hurriedly called Qingyan and Muxi in the direction of the door.

It was Qi Jing who pushed the door in response.

"Awake? Did you sleep well? Qi Jing sat down on the edge of the bed.

Qin Xun looked at him stunned and asked him, "What time is it?" ”

Qi Jing raised his eyebrows: "At noon, shouldn't you have gotten used to waking up at this hour?" ”

Qin Xun has long been accustomed to waking up at noon, but not today, today is the day of studying!

Originally, he was a little glad when he saw Qi Jing, Qi Jing was still in the hall, it seemed that he hadn't slept late, and he was able to go to the Imperial Library to study, but the brightness of the daylight was really not his illusion, it was really the day that should have been at noon.

The hangover headache slowly showed a sense of existence, and Qin Xun rubbed his temples: "Don't you study today, why don't you call me?" ”

"At the birthday banquet last night, I asked Young Master Yan for one more day off, even if I call you this morning, can you feel good when you rush to study like this?" Qi Jing covered his hand and rubbed his temples for him, "Let's rest for another day, don't worry, I'm here." ”

Qi Jing gave Qin Xun and himself an extra day of school leave, Qin Xun was drunk and naturally couldn't wake up early, but Qi Jing followed his usual routine to get up early, thinking that he didn't have to study and had nothing to do, it was the morning sun, so he simply changed his court clothes and went to an early court, General Qin, who was also not strong enough to drink, was not as leisurely as his son, and still dutifully went to court early in the morning, and stopped Qi Jing after the next court, and said to him weakly with two spiritless blue and black eye sockets: "My bastard boy will be handed over to you." ”

Qi Jing couldn't cry or laugh, and he responded continuously, and suddenly had a feeling that his father-in-law had entrusted his daughter-in-law to his hands.

When I thought of meeting Qin Huai first on the way to the court, I heard Qin Huai say that General Qin also drank last night, and was wronged and accused by his son

He was also aggrieved and kept thinking about it, but General Qin cried bitterly in public and damaged his majesty, Lin Chu hurriedly asked his two sons to quickly drag him away from the banquet hall and stuff him into the carriage back home.

Qi Jing looked at Qin Xun, who was drinking soup at the table with lunch, shook his head and smiled.

Qin Xun only had a faint impression of last night's drunkenness when he was still in the banquet, and probably remembered that he had vented his dissatisfaction with his father for many years by pretending to be crazy with wine, he combed Qi Jing's hair in the study, and sighed: "It's a shame, I haven't cried for many years, and I still show others on that kind of crowded occasion." ”

"Well, you're just crying in my bed right now."

Qi Jing suddenly took such a sentence, his tone was quite serious, Qin Xun's hand shook, and he pulled his hair slightly, Qi Jing didn't react, Qin Xun was anxious first, and hurriedly held the comb and pulled his hand out of his hair: "Does it hurt?" Does it hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt, it's not very heavy." Qi Jing smiled, "You've been combing for a long time, and you still haven't practiced bunching a bunch?" ”

Qin Xun said yesterday that he wanted to practice combing his hair, not just casually, but today he started to practice his hands, just Qi Jing had nothing to do, painting in the study, Qin Xun stood behind the chair, scattered his neatly combed hair in the morning, and fiddled with his hair wantonly.

In fact, at the beginning, Qin Xun was afraid that his skills were not perfect, and frequent tossing of Qi Jing's hair would tear him bald, so he planned to use Shan Mo to practice his hands first, but under Shan Mo's frightened expression, his hand was intercepted by Qi Jing halfway before he reached in front of Shan Mo, and he refused to let Qin Xun comb his hair for anyone other than himself, and he couldn't practice his hands, Shan Mo patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief exaggeratedly, thinking that it was good that their Highness was a very possessive vinegar tank, otherwise he would have to be poisoned today.

"Comb it a few more times." Qin Xun's casual words sounded a little perfunctory.

Qin Xun has been combing Qi Jing's hair all the time, but in fact, he is distracted from time to time to peek at what Qi Jing paints, the more he looks at the scene in the painting, the clearer it is, it is actually the clothes of his birthday yesterday, looking at a blessing card in his hand under the blessing tree.

The movements in his hands stopped at some point, Qi Jing knew that he was watching himself paint, and he didn't remind him, and only when he finished painting did he laugh out loud: "How is it, are you still satisfied?" ”

Qin Xun came back to his senses and smiled back: "Satisfied, of course satisfied, your Danqing skills are worthy of being the leader of Chang'an, this painting, tsk, I really don't know if I pressed me into your painting, or I came out of your painting." ”

Qi Jing put down his pen, let the pen and ink on this painting dry, and sat up straight: "Let you comb your hair first, and then draw a picture for you later?" ”

Qin Xun's hand regained and moved again: "Still painting?" Don't you stop? ”

"You're not tired of drawing."

"Then draw another one, what are you going to draw of me?"

"When you put down the pen, you can paint whatever you want." Qi Jing no longer focused on painting, so he had the heart to enjoy the comfort of combing his teeth along the scalp like a massage, closing his eyes slightly, and joking with Qin Xun without taboo meat and vegetarianism, "It's good to paint you crying." ”

Qin Xun's hand froze, and he couldn't help but think of the time he had learned from Qi Jing last autumn

The one that turned over in the painting cabinet was painted by Qi Jing on his face when he was in Wushan Bliss.

Before seeing that painting, Qin Xun never knew that when he was extremely happy, he would have such a look on his face, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were all flattering, so that he would be ashamed to look at that painting in a sober state.

Qin Xun has always been thick-skinned, and it is rare to be made to get into the cracks of the ground by a "Spring Palace Picture" written by Qi Jing and with himself as the protagonist, at this time he is a little embarrassed just thinking of him, he put the comb on the table in anger, no longer combed Qi Jing's hair, went around the opposite chair and sat down, and asked Qi Jing: "Then why do you always make me cry?" He took care of his face for the first time, and he was embarrassed to say the words "crying in bed" directly.

With a loose hair that was out of care, Qi Jing brushed it behind his shoulders with his own hands, and said casually: "Didn't you want it yourself?" ”

Qin Xun was inexplicable: "When did I want it?" No...... I, I want to return, and I didn't let you ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Qi Jing shaking his head lightly with a smile, knowing that what he said to him was probably not the same thing, "Then you remind me a few words, when did it happen?" ”

"Early summer the year before."

At the beginning of the summer of the previous year, when Qin Xun was fifteen years old and Qi Jing was sixteen years old, Qi Jing dealt with a farce caused by the rumors of "broken sleeves" for him. There were a lot of times when that trip happened, Qin Xun now remembers the things related to the "broken sleeves" no longer so clearly, but remembers that he first experienced the physiological reaction of a young man of that age at that time, and I don't know if it was affected by physiology, Qi Jing spent a few days with him in Pingzhou, he hollowed out his mind to tease Qi Jing, and he almost didn't hold Qi Jing down against the overlord and force him on the bow.

It's a pity that Qi Jing's self-control is so good that people hate him, let him seduce him in every possible way, but he can't help but don't do him, Qin Xun can't help but grind his teeth when he thinks about it now, and he is so frustrated that he can't do it.

However, in the past few days, he has been seducing Qi Jing with almost every word and deed, Qin Xun really can't remember what he said at that time that caused Qi Jing to hold a grudge and still bully him like this in the bed.

Qi Jing said coolly: "If you can't think of it, forget it." "Anyway, it's right for him to bully people and cry as usual. He picked up the comb that had just been put on the table by Qin Xun and handed it over, "Come here, comb it for me." My good hair was scattered by you, and you just left it alone? ”

After Qin Xun took the comb and returned to Qi Jing's chair, he said to him in advance while combing his hair: "I'm not good at level, let me comb you are not allowed to dislike it, if you want to go out today, you have to go out with the hair I combed for you, dare not look good, scatter and recomb you." ”

Qi Jing smiled: "Okay." "I was thinking in my heart, today I will not be willing to waste a moment of time to go out, yesterday Qin Xun personally promised him that he could use the posture he liked, but last night Qin Xun was drunk like that, he was reluctant to toss, today the spring is just right, and he has nothing to do, he naturally wants to get it back with all the profits.

Qi Jing rested for a moment and painted a picture of Qin Xun puffing out half of his cheeks when eating, Qin Xun also rubbed for a long time and finally tied him up with a barely visible hairstyle, but he didn't come yet

Before he could appreciate it carefully, he was carried on Qi Jing's shoulder, and when he was weightless, he subconsciously grabbed Qi Jing's body, and when he didn't pay attention, Qi Jing's not very strong hairstyle was rubbed away again, Qin Xun lamented in his heart.

Qi Jing carried him out of the study with one hand, and instructed Qing Yan outside the door of the study to put away the ink on the bookcase, and said that if there is no order in the next hour, there is no need to approach the inner room, Qin Xun knows what he wants to do, and when he stabilizes his shoulder, he habitually starts Meng Lang first, Qi Jing remembers things, he also remembers things, under the gaze of Qi Jing who wants to knock his head, he is very disappointed to mention the conditions first, and Qi Jing has a small half cup of heartfelt sauce to drink.

As soon as the birthday of March 14 of the eleventh year of Yuan Sheng passed, Qi Jing was already eighteen years old, Qin Xun was seventeen years old, and a few days later was the death day of Queen Xiaohui Qu Peilan.

(End of chapter)