Qin Xun went to pluck his hand and pretended to joke: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Don't move." Qi Jing frowned, as if he felt that the words were too urgent, and his tone was a little heavier, and he said softly, "Let me see." ”

Qin Xun had no choice but to put down his hand and follow his wishes, turned his head and muttered uncomfortably: "Why are one or two like this, and they pick up my collar without saying hello." "It's so easy to see that he's covered in the collar.

"And others?"

"My mother, my mother! Just the two of you! Qin Xun said busily.

"It's only been nearly a month since I was by your side, so I called you ......" Qi Jing rubbed the scar back and forth with his fingertips in distress, his movements were as light as if he was afraid of hurting him, "But it still hurts?" ”

"The scabs are all gone, how can it hurt."

Qi Jing was silent, but he took him into his arms with both hands, rested his head on the shoulder on the injured side of him, buried it in his neck socket, and imprinted his lip flap on the scar on his neck for a long time.

The slightly cool touch at the first touch made Qin Xun's whole body stiffen, and then he reached out through Qi Jing's armpit to wrap around his back, feeling the body temperature around his neck gradually covering Qi Jing's lips, he squinted his eyes and laughed.

"Qi Jing."

"Huh?"

"Since you feel so sorry for me, if you lick it for me, I won't feel pain."

He was teasing Qi Jing with a mischievous mentality, originally thinking that he would hear Qi Jing's "nonsense" of shame and reprimand, but he never thought that as soon as the words fell, he felt that the two lip flaps that were lightly attached to the side of his neck opened a little, and the hot and moist tip of his tongue that stretched out from it suddenly touched the skin of his body, making him shiver and gasp with a "hiss".

"Qi Jing!" Qin Xun hurriedly pressed a little more force on Qi Jing's back, and his breath was unsteady when he spoke.

Qi Jing instantly retracted the tip of his tongue that had just poked out, pursed his lips again, and returned to a posture where his lips were against his neck.

Qin Xun took a breath, laughed out loud, and said while laughing: "Qi Jing, in the future, you can't take such jokes seriously, if you don't stop it in time, I'm afraid I want to ......."

Qi Jing straightened up and stroked his sideburns: "What do you think?" ”

"I want to daylight/lewd."

Qi Jing withdrew his hand as if he was burned, turned back to stare at the red bean on the low table in front of him, and scolded: "Nonsense! ”

Qin Xun watched him blush and float, and his inferiority rose again, and he asked with a low laugh in his ear: "Little husband, do you have any plans, when will you fish with me?" I don't know why, although Qi Jing said that he didn't need to add the word "little" when he was close to the age of the crown, Qin Xun still loved to call "Little Husband" when he teased him when he mentioned this nickname, which seemed to make Qi Jing a little more embarrassed, and he was happy with Qi Jing's expression.

Qi Jing glanced at him in a panic, and he rarely stumbled when he spoke, "In the end, it can't be in the blue sky and white sun!" ”

"Then I'll stay with you tonight."

"Ah Xun!"

Qin Xun laughed lightly twice, leaned on him and stretched out his cross-legged legs and rubbed them: "Don't tease you, I haven't sat on the ground for a long time, my legs can't stand it, are you okay?" ”

"Okay." Qi Jing stretched out his hand to cover his own knee-rubbing hand, "Originally, it was a good day to watch today, it is suitable for the outer hall to sit with the door open, and read the official documents that have accumulated in the past few days from Beijing. He got up.

Qin Xun got up with the support of his arm: "Your father is really unkind, Qi Mengxuan doesn't have to work so hard, he loves to press on you in everything, he has the ability to call you like this, and he has the ability to make you the prince." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Qi Jing put his index finger on his forehead, "It's a good thing that he can trust me." He sorted out a few books on the low case, and picked up the red bean that Qin Xun brought, and then put it back on the case that he temporarily put back when he hugged him.

Qin Xun said: "I took it from the kitchen casually, and it is not as long as the southern acacia that can be stored as a decoration, so throw it away." The "red beans" of "Red Beans Born in the South" are not edible red bean varieties, but bright red and poisonous acacia seeds, but Qin Xun was amused at will, so he brought one from the pile of red beans left over from the red bean cake made in the house today.

Qi Jing looked at it for a long time, seemed to be a little reluctant, and summoned Qing Yan to plant it in the garden of Jingyang Palace.

Qing Yan held a red bean handed by his master with both hands, and wondered: "Now is not the season for red bean sowing, and there is only this one, what is the use of His Highness planting it?" ”

"Qin Sangongzi took it and played with it, so let's plant it for fun." Qi Jing commanded gently.

Qing Yan held the bean, and quickly glanced between the two of him, his expression flashed a hint of wanting to speak, but he should have exited the door.

Qi Jing's study is bright and tidy, with several rows of flat bookshelves, a wide window, and a long wooden table and wooden chair on the side of the window, which is no different from Qin Xun's memories of six years ago.

It includes a swing that catches the eye through the window.

Qin Xun is very familiar with the grass and wood of Jingyang Palace, he spent ten years in Chang'an in the past, fifty percent spent in the General's Mansion, thirty percent spent in Jingyang Palace, and the remaining two percent were spent in Zhaoyang Hall of Shufei Bai Jiang when he and Qi Jing were very young.

Especially when he was older, whenever he was angry with his father, he would leave home and run into the palace to occupy Qi Jing's arms and bedroom.

This swing was mentioned to Qi Jing after Qin Xun saw Qin Zhenhai and a pair of brothers and sisters having fun in the garden of the General's Mansion, and Qi Jing ordered someone to put it for him. At that time, Qin Xun was both sour and angry after being left in the garden by his father, leaving a sentence to the housekeeper Abel "Tell Qin Zhenhai that I won't go home these days" and called the housekeeper to send him into the palace, buried in Qi Jing's arms and cried silently, Qi Jing patted his back to comfort him, and immediately ordered someone to hang a bamboo swing chair for him on the locust tree a few feet away from the study window.

Qi Jing sat on the wooden chair behind the desk, holding a book, and looked at Qin Xun who was standing on his right hand side and carefully studying the ink for him.

The young man's five fingers are slender, the bones are distinct, and the skin is like a new li, Xu is body has the bloodline of the peerless beauty Le Guifei of the former dynasty who was blonde and blue-eyed, Qin Xun has a pale complexion since he was a child, even if he is exposed to more sun, he does not see a few degrees deeper, and his mother Lin Chu is also, and the female general is still an exotic beauty with white skin and beautiful face when she returns from the battlefield.

"Am I virtuous?" Qin Xun saw him staring at the action of grinding ink in his hand, and teased.

Qi Jing's gaze moved up to his pair of dark blue peach blossom eyes, and he smiled and bowed: "Yiwu room." ”

"You're getting better at talking to each other." Qin Xun pushed the inkstone to his hand, "Okay." Then he pointed to Qi Jing's rows of bookshelves, "You seem to have a lot of books over the years, but there are people who avoid touching them?" ”

"You can read it at will, how can I have anything in my place that you can't touch?" Qi Jing dipped his pen in ink and replied in his mouth.

Qin Xun smiled and bent his eyes, took a rough look through the bookshelves, and stopped in front of the row of bookshelves closest to Qi Jing. This row of bookshelves does not have books, but neatly stacked scrolls of scrolls, I think it is the place where Qi Jing specializes in paintings, Qin Xun selected a few volumes to unfold carefully, and look at them are all works of landscapes, mostly Qi Jing's pen and ink are few to paint the charm of the style.

The bottom of this row of bookshelves is different from the side, but it is a bookcase with a lock, the lock is heavy, and it is difficult to break it when you look at the external force.

Qin Xun put up a lattice on the upper half of the bookshelf with one hand, and looked at Qi Jing on the side of the case from the empty space of the lattice where only one scroll was placed, and talked to him through the bookshelf: "Qi Jing, what is locked in the cabinet down here?" ”

Qi Jing turned his head to look in his direction, and took it out of nowhere, put the key in his hand and motioned for him to take it: "The key is here." ”

Qin Xun was not polite to him, took the key and squatted down next to the bookshelf to lock the cabinet, and saw that there were also wooden boards in the cabinet, which were also placed as picture scrolls, at first glance, they were no different from those on the bookshelf, but the age was marked at the wooden board under each grid.

With just one glance, Qin Xun cut off the content of these paintings in his heart, he simply sat on the ground, and appreciated the scrolls in the cabinet one by one, or a few strokes to outline the silhouette of raising his hand to pick flowers, or carefully depicting the sleeping face of the praying eyelashes, since Yuan Sheng left Beijing in four years, and now Yuan Sheng has returned home after a long absence, Qi Jing actually left the painting paper every time he saw him in Jiangnan, and hid it here.

Qin Xun was rarely quiet, and without saying a word, he finished reading Qi Jing's pen drawing his appearance from ten to sixteen years old, until he carefully re-rolled the last volume and put it back, and then smiled: "I see that you are so calm and don't think much about me every time you see me, and when you really don't think much about me, it turns out that you are secretly thinking behind my back, looking at this situation, I am afraid that in the whole six years, you have been thinking about me like crazy, why never tell me clearly?" ”

Qi Jing's hand holding the pen paused, blush rose on his cheeks, and he didn't answer, and suddenly regretted that he had opened the lock on the cabinet for the key.

"Why, you said it yourself, why do you feel ashamed of me once I repeat it?" Qin Xun relocked the cabinet door, moved a wooden chair and sat across the table with Qi Jing, and handed him back the key.

Qi Jing put down his pen and sighed: "You ...... like this again" He hesitated for a moment and was still embarrassed to say the words "tease me", so he had to continue to say, "I'm afraid that today I'm unsure and can't write an excerpt." ”

"Then I won't bother you, so as to save delaying your affairs, it will become a scourge that will lure you into depour." Qin Xun held his cheeks with one hand, and casually stroked the broken hair on his forehead twice with the other, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes when he looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, and asked with a smile, "Qi Jing, do you think Concubine Le is a demon and a curse?" ”

Qin Xun was so old that he had never talked about this person with Qi Jing, so Qi Jing was stunned for a moment: "That Le Guifei from the previous dynasty? "Empress Yin's favorite concubine, Ah Xun's maternal great-grandmother?

"Yes, that's her."

"How do you mention her?"

"When I think of the troubled water, I think of her for no reason, and I think that I have never talked about her with you, and that she is related to me, and I am afraid that it will be biased to talk about it, so I want to hear what you think."

Qi Jing shook his head: "If you haven't seen him, don't talk about his nature." After all, the predecessors have already returned to the loess, if it is mentioned, it is to stay in the mouth. He smiled gently, in the end, he didn't have any scruples in the face of Qin Xun, so he added some views, "People often say that the death of the country will give birth to demons, but whether it is the demons who will die in the country, or the people who will die in the country are evil, these predecessors have no way to trace the origin of the future, even if they call it a disaster and a water demon, who knows that this is not the reason for becoming a king and defeating a villain?" The historian waved his hand, the book contains the ancestors, can be read, can not be trusted, when he knows that thousands of troops and horses, it is difficult to defeat the history pen like a knife. ”