Chapter Twenty-Three: Childe and Baby
The white peach was covered in dust and leaves, and squeezed out of the cracks in the tree.
Because it was to avoid her eyes and ears, her whole face was like a flower cat when she came out.
Rui'er, who finally found her, looked at her fixedly for a while, "Actually, little master, the slave and maid not only eat, sleep and play, but also bathed the big flowers, two flowers and small flowers in the village before." β
White Peach: "........"
I almost had to ask who the big flower and the second flower were and who the little flower was, but I swallowed it so dangerously.
Anyway, it's not a good thing, and it's just a waste of time to ask.
Bai Tao said, "Let's go back." β
Rui'er asked, "Little master, aren't we going to find the Queen Mother?" β
Maybe it's not uncommon for people to look for her.
Bai Tao's mind flashed the clip of Aunt Zhao stretching out her long pointed fingertips, poking Uncle Lu's chest with a smile and a smile.
She did the same, stretched out her finger and poked Rui'er's face, "Wrongdoer, don't ask so much, let's go." β
Rui'er: "? β
Bai Tao didn't care about her, and walked forward with her little short legs.
On the first day of her tenure, Rui'er deeply understood the hard work of being on duty, and she was afraid that she would run away again, so she hurriedly ran to keep up with this unconscious little master.
Soon it was the point of Yingzheng's next dynasty, it was almost noon, and the sun was quite warm.
The white peach was buried in the jungle of Yingzheng's bookcase, and the bamboo slips were scattered all over the place.
Zhao Gao saw that she couldn't find the look of looking left and right, so he took the initiative to come over and say, "Little master, but what do you want to study?" β
Bai Tao: "Study is not counted, I'm afraid that the study will come to Zhuang Zhou's head, Xiao Gaozi, do you know where "Zhou Li" is, I'll just take a look." β
Zhao Gao is extremely organized, and he never forgets the books in the bookcase.
He pulled it out of the crack and put it on her hand, and didn't say any more flattering words, "Little master, please." β
After taking the bamboo slip, Bai Tao took it and sat on the swing and flipped through the "Zhou Li", trying to find the public order and good customs about mortals in the text.
Suppose I had a middle father and a mother-in-law.
My middle father and my own mother are together, can I, as the head of a country, be able to do it?
While she was still seeking answers, a shadow was cast on the book.
Ying Zheng stood behind her, caught a glimpse of the book in her hand, and a lazy smile overflowed in his throat, "What are you looking at?" β
Bai Tao was stunned for a moment, and turned around to see that it was him, "Ah, you're back." β
Ying Zheng leaned over and said, "You still see this?" β
Shaking the two little short legs, Bai Tao pointed to the bamboo piece of the book and said: "Well, I like to read, this Zhou Rite is very good, you see that there are a lot of words written." β
It's a real breakthrough.
He chuckled, touched her two double screws, and then pulled the swing rope and pushed forward, "Is it that handmaid who is not agreeing with her, and she has changed to reading books?" β
"That's not the case, that Rui'er is very good, don't blame her."
Bai Tao had something in his heart, and when he was pushed to the blue sky, he suddenly looked back and said, "Brother Zheng, I actually have something I want to tell you, but I don't know how to say this, so I can only see if it is written in the book first." β
Ying Zheng was obviously in a good mood, and snorted lightly from his nose, "Huh? β
"I just toβ" Bai Tao bit her lip, "I saw Aunt Zhao." β
His tone faded: "Oh, it's the Queen Mother." β
"I see...."Bai Tao sped up his speech, and simply poured it out, "I saw Aunt Zhao and Uncle Lu staying in the back mountain, hugging and kissing, and they also made an appointment to go back to the palace together at night to talk." β
Finally, she finished and looked at him.
The ground was full of flowers and willows, and he paused negligently under the brocade embroidery belt, as if he couldn't wear a single color, revealing a large area of gray and black black, which could not be integrated into this Weirui painting.
Then the petals on the branches hit him little by little.
His delicate eyebrows tightened, and after a long time, he pursed his lips and said: "The queen mother is also a woman, her father died, if she continues the previous relationship, the widow will not be a son... Stop her. β
Having said so, his silhouette did not seem so natural, and the last few words suddenly seemed to turn into an iron sand smoothie, and it was difficult to get out.
Bai Tao realized it at once, racking her brains to be relieved: "Even if Aunt Zhao and Uncle Lu are together, you are still her dearest son." β
Ying Zheng: "Hmm. β
"Every mortal chooses differently, and the days they live are different, just like you and me, you handle political affairs diligently every day, and I wander and play every day, it's all the same, Aunt Zhao... Even if she chooses to be good with Uncle Lu, she will not choose to forget you and not want you. β
Bai Tao was trying to hold back his words.
Ying Zheng raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the eaves of the Qianzhong Building, "Okay." β
Bai Tao didn't know what to say.
She didn't know who her father and mother were since she was a child, and she was raised by her brother, so naturally there was no such embarrassing thing.
She could sense his emotions, but she couldn't feel them.
It's like the board doesn't hit you and you never know how much it hurts.
The young king's temperament was gloomy, like a chrysalis stuffed into a silkworm cocoon, and he seemed to be tightly entangled.
Bai Tao wrinkled her nose and diverted the topic: "Brother Zheng, you are very different. β
"What's the difference," he asked. β
"At a young age, I feel like a little old man who has lived to be seventy or eighty years old."
There was a deep sea hidden in the young man's sword eyebrows, he pinched her nose, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a thin smile, "Every day, the court is mediating with the old man, what do you say?" β
"Seems to make sense..."
Bai Tao muttered, "I'm still thinking about what you will do when you grow up, like an old master, speak with a straight eye, your eyebrows are upside down, your nostrils are wide, and you seem to be breathing fire." β
Ying Zheng laughed and laughed, "Where does it look like the old master." β
Of course, Bai Tao wouldn't say that he watched it when he was still a milk fox.
At that time, I was about two or three years old, ignorant, and I swayed in the private school with my paws to listen to the lectures of mortals.
The old master had a ring ruler in his hand, and he would spray water foam in his mouth, and there were sparks in his eyes.
The difference between good deeds and bad deeds, and the white peach all heard from the old master's mouth.
She had no choice but to say nonsense: "I dreamed that the old master said that I didn't listen to the lecture in school and wanted to beat me." β
"It's okay if you don't listen to school in school, those old antiques are like chewing wax." Ying Zheng's eyebrows and jaw lines were straight, and he spoke quite coldly and arrogantly, "There are widows, and no one dares to beat Taotao's handboard." β
"When you grow up," he paused again, "don't wait until you grow up, the widow will protect you now." β
It's obviously nonsense, but in exchange for such a promise.
Bai Tao felt that his three big tails were about to fly up, and rubbed his chest with his face, "Well, you are really the best friend in the world, and I want to be a good friend with you for life." β
The girl's cheeks were tender and tender, and Ying Zheng was worried that she would scratch the gold thread on her robe so much, so he used the back of his hand to pass her cheek.
The girl looked up at him, her apricot eyes shining like a jubilant little beast, "You are so good, you will protect me." β
In the vixen's impression, no matter where you are, protection itself is the most precious friendship.
Ying Zheng's pupils were dark and cold, and they gradually cracked like broken jade.
He squatted down, the royal robe hanging on the ground, and the girl sat on the swing and hugged his neck, squinting softly.
As if practicing some kind of pious etiquette, Yingzheng put it on her forehead, "Taotao, it's good to meet you." β
She blinked: "I also think that meeting is a very good thing. β
Yes, the encounter is like the flowers blooming in the thorns, and the sand calls of the lost travelers in the wilderness.
Very good, very good.
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Time flies by in the blink of an eye.
Five years later, it was the time when the grass grew and the warbler flew and the swallow flew back.
The white peach's body also grew with the speed of mortals, and it grew into a fifteen-year-old girl.
Her cheeks are condensed with new lily, her nose is condensed with goose fat, her teeth are like braided shells, and she is as beautiful as a peach in three springs.
Although the apricot eyes are innocent and romantic, they always have the charm of looking at people with a little hook, which is a sultry heart that cannot be mistaken.
It's just that this noble little master who was raised in the depths of Xianyang Palace, although his appearance has changed, his preferences have always been the same.
When I was a child, I liked to climb the eaves and have fun.
She's grown up β and she likes to climb the eaves and have fun.
This leads to the fact that the eunuchs and palace maids who are now entering the palace have to more or less know a necessary skill to enter the palace
- Draw a ladder to climb the eaves.
Approaching dusk, Bai Tao was holding her cheeks on the eaves to watch the morning glow.
The palace maid shouted from the palace gate, "Little master, little master." β
A girl with round cheeks rushed in, it was Rui'er, who had grown up.
She held the sheepskin in her hand and saw the white peach on the eaves, jumped and waved her hand, "Little master, little master, it's a letter from the son, look at it, look at it." β
With this loud voice, Bai Tao had already noticed the movement, "Okay, don't climb up, I'll come down." β
Touching the double screw bun on his head, Bai Tao felt that the blood-red twiste flower button on his hand was in the way, so he simply took it off and threw it aside.
She made two clean jumps, with two small golden bells tied to her ankles, trembling after the jumping motion.
Bai Tao landed smoothly and clapped his hands: "Childe baby? Who is he, and do I know him? β
Pulled the parchment roll in the hand of the palace maid Rui'er, shook it twice, and unfolded it.
[The harsh winter has passed, and it is the warm season of spring. Sandwich the elm willow, spring warbler warbler, sincerely invite the white girl to go boating in the Weishui Lake. Writing: Childe Baby. γ
Childe Baby...
Bai Tao suddenly remembered.
Because of the large number of heirs of the first king, there are still many clans in the Qin State.
In the past few years, Brother Zheng has also taken her everywhere to see the sect, although she is not the orthodox princess of the Qin State, but Brother Zheng will also let her show up more.
As long as she is obediently an ornament, she doesn't have to talk much, as if she will let others know her and remember that she is not easy to mess with.
This boy was seen by Brother Zheng at the state banquet last year, he is Brother Zheng's close royal brother, only one or two years younger than Brother Zheng.
At that time, she looked at the royal anger on the top of Gongzi's baby's head, and felt strange and took a few more looks.
Those few glances saw Gongziying blushing on the spot, and then she thought she was wrong, so she forgot about this person.
I didn't expect to find her to swim on the lake now, what kind of heart is this?
Bai Tao followed Brother Zheng to see a lot of twists and turns in people's hearts, so he paid special attention to the purpose and intention.
"Little master, the slave and maid heard that this boy and infant worker chanted, good at calligraphy and painting, upright, mild-mannered, and elegant."
Rui'er stuck out her tongue and teased, "Such a good talent, I have taken a fancy to you, the little master." β
Bai Taotan's mouth opened slightly: "I... What does he like about me? β
The appearance of the girl at the age of fifteen, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, fat powder does not give charm to her, especially with such a slightly open mouth, pure and charming are mixed to the extreme, and even the fiery morning glow in the sky has to be intoxicated by her.
"Of course it's pretty!"
Rui'er didn't want to think about it, nodded and said, "When the slave maid was young, her family was poor, and she was confused in the market, and she saw all kinds of people when she was a child, and I haven't seen such a beautiful person as a little master, even if you are serving the little master now, you have read a few books, know a few words, have grown some knowledge, and have seen all the powerful people in the palace, but none of them can compare with the little master, little master, you look as good-looking as a goblin!" β
The tip of the white peach bite the tip of the tongue.
She was originally a goblin.
It's normal for a fox spirit to be good-looking, but if it's not good-looking, it's probably a mutation.
Like her brother, no one can be left with his handsomeness, if he is just good-looking, he is taken care of, wouldn't it be more favored by people who have taken a fancy to him, and it is not unusual.
Bai Tao said: "I'm not going, I'm not a dish, what do I like, besides, I can go alone on a boat trip to the lake, is there any difference with him inviting me to go together?" β
She stuffed the parchment roll into Rui'er's palm, "You're back." β
Rui'er saluted: "Yes, little master, the slave will reply to the letter." β
"Wait."
Remembering the royal spirit he had seen on Ziying before, Bai Tao stopped Rui'er.
As a goblin, it is self-evident how attractive Wang Qi is.
The sun is rising, and the black shadow behind the white peach is stretched out to a long and unrecognizable shape, only the two pointed ear shadows are clearly recognizable, "Boating on the lake, I'll go." β