Although the small cross-courtyard is only three rooms wide, it is stained with the Jinhetang, and the front and rear are deep, and the courtyard is also spacious.

In the second courtyard where Han Youning is located, there is a small garden in the courtyard, there are Taihu Lake stones and flower bushes in front of the corridor, and a tall jujube tree is planted in the corner of the courtyard wall.

Since Zhao Chengyuan came to help Aunt Sun and Ye Chang choose a place to live, Han Youning took him to walk around the front and back and gave him a detailed introduction.

"Now the other houses are full of dowries, and this one is the only one who can live in the courtyard. There are three rooms in the west wing, two rooms at both ends are on the kang, and Yu Niang and Ling'er each live in one. When Aunt Sun came, Yu Niang and Ling'er squeezed, and Aunt Sun lived in one by herself. As for Ye Guard......

Han Youning paused, after all, he was a man, and there was no reason to live in Jinhetang. Then you can only make room for him in the guard group room in the outer courtyard.

"Ye Chang, you don't have to arrange it." Zhao Chengyuan interrupted her.

He looked around and pointed to the big jujube tree in the corner, "Just stay there."

Ye Chang, who was following behind him, widened his eyes.

Lord Wang, you came here on purpose, and the co-author is here to find branches for the lowly position?

Han Youning was stunned.

She looked at the jujube tree, tall and stout, with a canopy like a canopy, and its branches stretched out wantonly, and only half of the canopy covered a multi-compartment room. Now the leaves are withered, and the top of the branches is dotted with red dates.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place to live.

"Lord Wang, the Ye guards must have a time to sleep, I'm afraid there will be no one sleeping on this tree."

Zhao Chengyuan had already moved in the direction of the main room, "It's okay. He's used to it."

Han Youning couldn't say anything, maybe the palace had a strict guard system, and they all came over like this.

She looked at Ye Chang sympathetically and followed Zhao Chengyuan, but she didn't know that he had already finished looking at the residence, so how could he still look like he wanted to stay for a long time.

Ye Chang stood in place, tilting his head, silently looking at his new nest.

He is a bright guard, not a dark guard, why do you want to stay in this tree?

Even if it's a dark guard, the dark guard doesn't sleep in a tree like an owl!

After Zhao Chengyuan entered the room, he sat down on the chair at the front of the hall, and he was in the posture of a master again.

Han Youning didn't sit down after entering the room, so as not to give him the illusion that he was going to stay and talk for a long time, "I don't know the prince, but there is something else to do?"

Zhao Chengyuan raised his eyes to look at her, "This king is weak, he has been busy all morning, and he needs to rest for a while."

Weak body......

Did he hear what she said in the carriage?

The distance between them at that time was not too close, and her voice was deliberately lowered.

Is his ear so good?

Han Youning's face swelled with embarrassment, looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he minded-

After all, men like to show themselves as strong, and being told by a little woman that they are weak will inevitably hurt their self-esteem.

Han Youning hurriedly took two steps forward and explained in a sincere tone, "Actually...... The little girl means that the prince has a weak spleen and stomach, and it is not suitable to eat glutinous rice osmanthus cake. The prince is strong in martial arts and strong in body, how can he be weak......

Zhao Chengyuan squinted at her.

The two blush on her face were like a little girl who had just climbed to the top of the mountain, panting, innocent and cute.

She held a cloth bag in her hand, "Brother, this is a flower bun. I heard my mother say that people with weak bodies can't eat glutinous rice osmanthus cakes, and it's not easy to refrain from it."

At that time, he was a teenager and went to Cangyuan Mountain for the first time.

I don't know which group of people chased him, but it should have been sent by the emperor's brother.

Because of the secrecy of the matter, he didn't bring many guards, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the imperial brother.

All his guards were killed.

When he hid on the top of the mountain, he met this chubby little girl, wearing a tender green dress with silk yarn, holding a bouquet of wild flowers in her hand, and a sea of flowers in the mountains behind her.

She looked at him curiously, her big black grape-like eyes clear and clean, "Brother, you were born like this

It's beautiful, but it's a god in the sky?"

Murderous intent came into his eyes.

He was badly wounded, and the killers were still in pursuit. If she leaked his whereabouts, he would have no way out.

His hand slowly gripped the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

At that time, Xiao Youning was only nine years old, and he didn't know that danger was coming, so he still looked up with a round face and raised the flowers in his hand, "I'm picking flowers to eat, the flowers here are delicious, you can taste them too."

He stared at her, his sword slowly unsheathed.

He grew up stepping on blood, and he was not a good man.

Good people have long become the white bones on the mass grave, and they have become lonely ghosts, and they will not be able to enter the imperial tomb to enjoy the incense of the future generations after death.

The little girl was still immersed in the world of sharing food with others, and she took out a round snack from the cloth bag, "This is the glutinous rice osmanthus cake I just made, can you taste it?"

Seeing that he was indifferent, she took out a bun and held it high with a sweet smile on her face, "Do you eat flower buns?"

Looking at her pure and kind smile, his heart shook slightly.

At this time, he knew that people could still live so carefree, unsuspecting, and unaware of the dangers of people's hearts.

The long sword was held in his hand, diagonally behind him.

For the first time, the sword in his hand hesitated.

Footsteps could already be heard in the distance.

He looked around, picked her up and quickly swept to the edge of the cliff, whispering a warning, "Don't make a noise!"

Xiao Youning covered his mouth tightly, his eyes were full of horror, and he looked up at him.

Although his life was hanging by a thread, he still couldn't help but regret that there was an emotion other than happiness in his eyes.

He paused on the edge of the cliff and jumped off the cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff was green grass, and they walked a long way down the valley before going up the hill from the other side.

He sent her back to the outside of Hongtai Monastery and warned, "If you want to live, don't tell anyone that you have met me."

He didn't think a little girl could have enough willpower to resist telling her elders about such a thrilling experience. When his elders found out, they would restrain her from leaving the temple, and she would not have the opportunity to pick wild flowers and eat them on the meadow she loved on the top of the mountain.

With tears in her eyes, the little girl pointed to his chest, "But brother, you're bleeding."

The dark robe covered the blood, and the little girl did not realize that he was injured until later.

"It doesn't matter."

He left indifferently.

The little girl cried and went back to Hongtai Temple.

On the second day, he saw that the little girl actually carried a small cloth bag out of the temple gate, and walked around the temple a few times, as if she was looking for someone. After a long time, she stood there as if she was struggling, and finally raised her feet and went in the direction of the top of the back mountain.

He frowned and followed her all the way.

The little girl looked around at the top of the hill, "Brother, are you there?"

"Brother, I brought something to eat."

……

He eventually showed up.

The little girl smiled happily, her little face flushed, and she held a cloth bag in her hand, "Brother, this is a flower bun. I heard my mother say that people with weak bodies can't eat glutinous rice osmanthus cakes, and it's not easy to refrain from it."

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