Herding sheep on Zha Gong's head
Chapter 73
Xiaobai smiled, but he pulled his cheek that was beaten, the smile froze for an instant, the guard's eyes trembled, and the fingers hanging by his side were clenched into fists.
But the next moment, Xiaobai took two steps back into the room, raised his hand and slowly closed the door.
After closing the door, he didn't leave immediately, and waited quietly for a while before the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away.
He took the anti-swelling ointment and sat on the side of the bed, unscrewed the lid, a faint herbal smell came out, Xiaobaikou dug a little on his finger, and stretched it towards the swollen cheek, but he was about to touch it When it arrived, the movement stopped, and he lowered his arms. The ointment was not made of good material, it was used by the guards. Even if he wiped it, his face would not heal immediately.
To the third prince Chu Fengxie, there is a high-quality plaster, rub a little, and the redness and swelling will subside.
He was waiting for the third prince to send someone to bring him plaster, and the other party planned to use his body to win over Zhenxi General Xie Hongyuan, so it was impossible for him to seduce people with a red and swollen face.
Then Xiaobai fell asleep amidst the pain of red and swollen cheeks.
Indeed, as he expected, at noon the next day, while he was eating lunch, the third prince's personal entourage came to his remote courtyard and brought him the ointment specially developed by the imperial physician.
Xiao Bai got up, took the plaster from the attendant with both hands, and thanked the third prince for giving the plaster.
After the people left, Xiaobai applied the freshly obtained plaster on his left cheek. Overnight, the swelling became higher than yesterday. There was a bronze mirror in the room, but the clarity was far from the glass mirror now. The figure is also distorted, to the extent that the third prince's dormitory has a floor-to-ceiling mirror brought in as a tribute from another country. That mirror is a glass mirror, which can clearly illuminate everything.
The Third Prince's Mansion is not quite the same as the Liyang Marquis' Mansion. Not to mention the wider mansion, there are relatively more people inside.
Xiaobai would still go out for a walk in the Liyang Hou Mansion, but in the Wang Mansion, without the order of the Third Prince, he basically wouldn't even leave his remote courtyard.
There is no one here who is his friend and can talk to him.
Staying alone, there will be servants to bring food at meal time, twelve hours a day, the words that Xiaobai utters can only be counted on his fingers.
Three days passed like this, and on the fourth day, a man with a strange face came to Xiaobai's room.
The man was carrying a wooden box, which seemed to contain something.
It's not a doctor, although the third prince never sleeps in his room, but to the third prince, it is a special existence, no one in the palace will come to him to compete with him, and no one will do anything to frame him.
After the strange man entered the room, he said bluntly, "Master Fu, Your Highness asked me to come over and make a tattoo for you."
Tattoos?When Xiaobai heard this, his eyes widened in shock. The tattoos are specially printed on the guilty person. The third prince asked someone to make a tattoo for him because he was guilty?
Xiaobai was so shocked that his body shook violently, he held on to the table next to him, bit his lip, thick grief escaped from his pupils.
The tattooist was just following orders, seeing how Xiaobai was being hit, he couldn't say anything about it, so he put down the box, opened it, and began to take tools out of it.
Xiaobai raised his head and looked outside the door, straightened up, and ran outside, wanting to ask the third prince what he did wrong, the third prince wanted to tattoo on him, but when he ran to the middle of the courtyard, suddenly stopped.
How can he forget, what is his identity, what is the identity of the third prince, no matter what the third prince does, there is his reason, he alone... By the way, he was originally a sinful body.
If it wasn't for the third prince, he would be in a small hotel. If it wasn't for the third prince, he wouldn't know how many people had slept with him.
Unlike now, although the third prince treats it as an item and gives it back and forth, he should be grateful. After all, those people's status is not low, and they don't have many special hobbies. To be honest, they are actually pretty good.
Xiaobai froze, turned around slowly, and went back into the house.
The courtyard door was open, but Xiaobai's mood fluctuated rapidly at this time, so he did not see a certain pair of eyes staring at him from outside the courtyard.
The tattooist took out all the tools he needed, and asked Xiaobai to stretch out his right hand, apply a little anesthetic juice on the inside of the wrist, and then took the sharp-pointed needle and started to work.
The medicinal effect of that kind of concoction was mediocre, so naturally it couldn't resist the modern anesthetics, Xiaobai was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, every needle, every needle on his wrist, seemed to be pierced in his heart at the same time.
So it's hard to understand that love has such a great charm that the original owner, Fuyue, died and the body was thrown out in the wilderness without even a straw mat, so he slowly came to his senses.
For the third prince, he is only a temporarily valuable item. Once the third prince ascends to the supreme throne, Fuyue will lose his use value, and his end will only be death.
But originally, in the original plot, some people who Fuyue served too much tried to take Fuyue away. Fuyue gave her heart to the third prince and refused the help of those people. If you don't see it, you will die miserably.
The tattoo artist was skilled, and after a short time of work, he tattooed a design on the inside of Xiaobai's wrist.
"Young master, don't touch this hand with water for two days. If the color fades, you have to repaint it." The tattoo artist put the tools back one by one, turned to look at Xiaobai, the young man didn't know his identity, just looked at his appearance She is even more beautiful than many women in the world. It stands to reason that there is such a beauty in the Third Prince's Mansion, and it should be taken good care of, but it has been stabbed with patterns, and looking at the various items in the house, they are all simple and plain.
Xu was punished in this way because he angered the Third Prince.
The tattoo artist explained some precautions. Naturally, this is not a place for him to stay, and then he turned around and left with the box.
As soon as the people left the yard, there was a creaking sound from the outer door, and a servant closed the door from the outside.
In the room, Xiaobai's right arm rested on the table, the wide cuff was pulled up to the elbow, and the inner side of the wrist changed from the original smoothness to a bright bloody pattern in a blink of an eye.
A blue butterfly with outspread wings.
Xiaobai stared at the butterfly tattoo, which was included in the original plot.
The original owner didn't know the reason at first, only thought that it was really the third prince who was punishing him, but it was not.
The reason why this butterfly exists is for the person I will meet next.
Xie Hongyuan.
Xie Hongyuan once had a childhood sweetheart when he was young, and that girl's name was Lan Die.
Originally, the two families had already made a baby marriage, but Lan Die died after contracting a cold. After that, Xie Hongyuan was sad for a long time. Xie Hongyuan was a deeply affectionate person. He fell ill and almost couldn't bear it, so he let the other party go, and under the treatment of the imperial doctor in the palace, he finally saved his life.
But in the days that followed, Xie Hongyuan seemed to have become unfeminine, guarding Lan Die like a jade.
He didn't even listen to his mother's reassurance. After going out to fight, he gradually got better, and occasionally got close to women, but not frequently.
The third prince had someone stab a purple butterfly on his arm, hoping to use this to impress Xie Hongyuan. It must be said that the trick was good.
Naturally, it is impossible for him to change his surname to Lan Die. Xie Hongyuan can be regarded as an upright and responsible person. With him, the situation should not be much different from that of Xu Lingan.
The two have certain things in common, one loves the late mother and concubine deeply, and the other deeply loves the late lover.
They are all deeply affectionate people, and it is because of this that the third prince has an opportunity to take advantage of them.
Pull them all into his camp as one of his strengths.
As night fell, the clothes that Xiaobai wore back to the palace had been washed and dried. They belonged to Liyang Houfu and belonged to Xu Ling'an. Xiaobai found a cloth to wrap them up, and went out of the house in the dark of night. Walking outside the courtyard gate, looking around in the darkness for a while, I vaguely saw a familiar figure in the distance.
Xiaobai walked down the stairs and walked up quickly.
"...Could I trouble you to do me a favor?" Xiaobai clasped the clothes in his arms tightly with both hands.
There are no high hanging lanterns around, but there is a full moon in the sky this night, illuminating the surrounding scenery quite brightly.
The guards just came over to take a look, rationally told him to stay away from Xiaobai, but his body, especially his two legs, seemed to be disobedient, and he walked over unconsciously.
What was even more unexpected was that Xiaobai would take the initiative to talk to him.
This made the guard instantly feel flattered, and he nodded directly: "Sir, please tell me."
"The clothes in here belong to Lord Xu. When did you stop working, send them to his house for me, and bring me a sentence, 'Thank you Lord Hou for taking care of you these days. Fuyue can't repay you. I hope Hou Ye can find a sincere person in the future, and the husband and wife will love each other'." Xiao Bai then handed the bundle in his hand to the guard.
The guards looked at the baggage handed in front of them. They basically knew about Xiaobai's visit to the Marquis's Mansion. There had been many similar situations like this. Before, the guards didn't feel that they would be touched. It was very inexplicable. I don't know when. In the beginning, his eyes would always subconsciously look towards Xiaobai, towards this one who gave Chu Fengxi his sincerity, but was not given his sincerity by the other party, who was sent to others time and time again.
The young man's figure is thin, it's hard to imagine how much strength he will have, and he can bear all these things that would be unbearable for other people.
The guard suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and stretched out his arm suddenly, and when he realized it, he had already grabbed Xiaobai's right hand.
But immediately after, the boy suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the guards were in a hurry, thinking that he had used too much force and pinched him.
The guard quickly loosened his strength, lifted Xiaobai's wrist, lowered his eyes, and looked under the bright moonlight to see if he caught red, but immediately saw a strange pattern, squinted his eyes closer, and then saw clearly What was that? Judging from the color traces, it was clearly stabbed. I still held it with my hand, but the guard immediately withdrew his hand.
"My lord, this is..." the guard subconsciously asked, and looked up at Xiaobai, the latter's eyes were faintly fluctuating, the guard's heart tugged, but his voice was directly stuck in his throat.
Xiaobai retracted his arms, and his wide sleeves fell down, covering his entire right arm.
"This matter will trouble you." Xiao Bai lowered his eyes and bowed to the guards.
The guard held the burden that Xiaobai had given him in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to help Xiaobai, but as soon as his hand touched Xiaobai's robe, he stopped moving.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will send the burden to Lord Hou's mansion tomorrow." The guard promised.
"Thank you." Without further words, Xiao Bai turned around and went back to the dormitory.
But the guard went back to his residence with the bag, put the bag in a hidden place, and when he was about to leave, he turned around and saw that there were clothes in the bag, the clothes worn by Xiaobai, the guard walked up and stared at After a moment, he raised his hand to open the bag.
Gently stroking the washed luxurious robe, a strange light appeared in the guard's eyes. For a moment, it seemed that through the clothes, he was touching the person who had worn the clothes.
In the mansion of the second prince Chu Yan, Chu Yan's complexion darkened a little after listening to the spy's report.
"You step back first." Chu Yan waved people to leave.
The spy responded, lowered his eyes, and quickly exited the study.
After the people left and the door was closed, the Minister of Rites walked up to Chu Yan.
"Your Highness, look at this, do you want to..." The servant of the Ministry of Rites made a knife-like hand, and slashed horizontally under his neck for a moment.
Chu Yan raised his hand falsely again, and suddenly, his slanted fox eyes curved, and a smile appeared on his mouth: "I didn't expect that my third brother would use beauty tricks to win over those people."
The servant of the Ministry of Rites' pupils tightened suddenly, and he said: "As far as we know so far, Zong Shangshu has directly stated that he will not stand on your side. In addition to the current Xu Ling'an, and some people in front of him, the ambition of the third prince is already obvious. .”
"How could this king be afraid of him? Other than those surnamed Zong, who else has real power? Xu Ling'an is just relying on the achievements of his father's generation. The little power in my hand is not enough."
Chu Yan's words were full of sarcasm. In terms of his ability to govern the country, he was no less confident than Chu Fengxie. What's more, his mother and concubine were completely different from Chu Fengxie's mother and concubine in terms of status and status. Chu Fengxi is so fluttering now, just because the Ministry of War in the Six Divisions is in his hands, he is absolutely sure that he will be able to beat Chu Fengxi in the subsequent battle for the position.
Beauty trap?That's all he has the patience for.
"Who is that person?" Chu Yan unexpectedly became interested in the person Chu Fengxi sent out.
"Fuyue, former servant of the household department." The servant of the Ministry of Rites answered.
"Didn't their house be ransacked? Why is there one left?"
"This Fuyue had a chronic illness when he was young, and because he was afraid that he would die on the way to the army, he sold it to a brothel together with the family members. The third prince spent a lot of money to redeem him. He seemed to be raised in the mansion for a period of time, and then It’s just taking it out and giving it away.”
With Chu Yan's hand resting on the desk, he tapped the chopping board a few times with his phalanges.
"...It must be a bit pretty." Otherwise, he would not be sent back and forth. Chu Yan stopped his fingers, and the arc of the corner of his lips suddenly increased, as if talking to himself, "It seems that when there is a chance, this Wang must meet this man named Fuyue."
"What's going on with Xie Hongyuan recently? This king sent him an invitation card, but he said he's not available." Chu Yan changed the subject.
"The day before yesterday was Lan Die's memorial day, Xie Hongyuan moved to live outside the city and was not at home." Xie Hongyuan also arranged for someone to follow him secretly.
This person won't be here for long, Chu Yan only showed his sense of intimacy because Xie Hongyuan is his cousin, but it seems that the other party is still the same as before, half ungrateful, it seems that he insists on getting close .
Chu Yan sneered.
"Withdraw all the people who followed him." Chu Yan said after thinking for a moment.
As for whether Chu Fengxie would win over Xie Hongyuan, Chu Yan felt that it was very difficult. That person had a dead person in his heart, and the other party had been for more than ten years, so it was not so easy to empathize with others.
Leaving aside other matters, Chu Yan thought that when he entered the palace to meet his father today, the other party's mental state seemed to be worse than a few days ago. He asked the imperial doctor in private, and the other party was obviously hiding his illness. It feels like this world will soon change hands.
And for this master, there is only one suitable candidate.
Chu Fengxi didn't post it to Xie Hongyuan, almost every year at this time, as long as the border wars are not tight, Xie Hongyuan will stay at the grave of his beloved for a few days when he comes back.
It is estimated that it will take a few days, just give him some time to prepare.
After Xie Hongyuan condoled his deceased lover's return, he directly sent an invitation to Chu Fengzhi, inviting him to come to the mansion. Back then, it was Chu Fengzhi who invited the imperial doctor from the palace so that Lan Die could live long enough for him to come back from outside the province. In her last meeting, Xie Hongyuan has always kept this kindness in his heart. Although he has been stationed in the frontier all year round, once he returns to Beijing, he will take the initiative to invite him to meet up, drink some wine, and talk about homely things.
The guards under Xie Hongyuan sent the invitation to the palace, and it happened that Chu Fengxi was there that day, so he personally received the guards.
Didn't say much, just said that he would go when the time came.
Two days passed in a flash, and the time was set at night, Chu Fengxi specially sent a blue shirt to Xiaobai, asking him to change into that suit.
After Xiaobai changed his clothes, he tied up his hair with a jade hairpin, and he had the memory of the original owner Fuyue in his body, so he was familiar with all these things.
After getting dressed, Xiao Bai walked out of the room, and there was a person waiting outside the courtyard, it was the guard.
According to Xiaobai's request, the other party sent the clothes to Lord Hou's mansion, but out of selfishness, he didn't repeat Xiaobai's words, so Xu Ling'an didn't reply.
Xiaobai smiled slightly and nodded to the guard. The guard's eyes were not the same as in the past, but looked directly at Xiaobai's face. He was wearing a brightly colored blue robe, which was very different from the normal plain robe. It also looks a lot brighter against the backdrop of a face, just standing so quietly, it makes people feel nostalgic, and it is difficult to look away.
The guard looked slightly dazed at Xiaobai, while the third prince was waiting in the front yard, Xiaobai shifted his gaze, passed by the guard, and after walking a few steps, the guard seemed to come back to his senses, and then Quickly catch up with Xiaobai.
The two rushed to the front yard one after the other, and Qia Chu Fengxi came out from the main hall, still dressed in red, but the pattern embroidered on the robe was somewhat different, as soon as she stepped out of the room, she looked up slightly A bright figure appeared in the field of vision,
This set of clothes was brought out temporarily by someone rushing to work, unexpectedly, it fit Xiaobai quite well, making the whole person even more special.
Slowly walked down the steps. In the past, when sending people out, they were all sent to their subordinates. There was never a time when Chu Fengxi sent people there in person. This situation, inexplicably, made Chu Fengxi feel a little uncomfortable After all, it is an item in his own house, and he sent it to others to play with, but the other party did not show any resistance at all. Sometimes Chu Fengxi felt that teenagers liked to be treated like this.
Because he likes to be given to others to play with, Chu Fengxi walked towards Xiaobai, stood in front of him, stretched out his hand, pinched Xiaobai's jaw, lifted Xiaobai's face, and looked into the eyes It is a gorgeous face, even without makeup, the lips are still red and porcelain white, people just look at it like this, and they are all intuitively tempted.
And after some time, this alluring appearance will be seen by another person.
Chu Fengxie's hands suddenly squeezed hard, clenched the thin chin in his hands, and when he saw Xiaobai frowning for a moment, and realized that his emotions had changed too much due to this person, he immediately let go of his hands.
There was nothing important to discuss, just an appointment between friends, Chu Fengxi only brought a few personal guards, and only one carriage.
Xiaobai sat in a carriage with Chu Fengxie, he sat on the side seat, his hands and feet were tightly bound together, his body was leaning against the wall of the carriage, his eyes were lowered and he didn't look at him, the curtains were drawn down to cover his eyes. all inside.
Chu Fengzhi's eyes fell directly on Xiaobai's body, watching the man shrinking his body as much as possible, expressing that he did not dare to approach him with silent actions, the space in the car was so big, Chu Feng stretched out his arms, and grabbed Xiaobai arm.
Then pull it forward.
Ah, Xiaobai was caught off guard and let out an exclamation, his body was out of control, and he fell towards Chu Fengxie.
But how dare he really throw himself into Chu Fengxie's arms, even sitting on Chu Fengxie's lap, with his arms resting on Chu Fengxie's hard chest in a panic, but his feet suddenly sprained, and he fell obliquely, followed by his knees. Bend, kneeling on the ground.
The car was covered with luxurious carpets, so I fell on my knees at any time, and it didn't hurt.
Xiaobai raised his head in surprise, not knowing why Chu Fengxi suddenly pulled him, his voice was all blank: "Your Highness?"
Chu Fengxi ignored Xiaobai's surprise, and looked at a certain place, as if lost in thought.
Following the other party's line of sight, Xiaobai saw the pattern tattooed on his right hand a few days ago.
And then, Chu Fengxi stroked it up with the other hand, gently rubbing the fingertips on the pattern, as if tracing the shape of a butterfly's wings.
"Does it hurt?" These two words suddenly appeared in the sound of the wheels rolling.
Xiaobai almost thought it was his own auditory hallucination.
"No, it doesn't hurt." Xiaobai shook his head.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Chu Fengxi suddenly clenched his wrist tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones.
"Did I tell you, don't lie." Chu Fengxi directly used me, but he didn't realize it himself.
After Xiaobai heard this, he opened and closed his lips a few times, and after a while he said: "This kind of pain is really not considered pain."
But the next moment, Xiaobai took two steps back into the room, raised his hand and slowly closed the door.
After closing the door, he didn't leave immediately, and waited quietly for a while before the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away.
He took the anti-swelling ointment and sat on the side of the bed, unscrewed the lid, a faint herbal smell came out, Xiaobaikou dug a little on his finger, and stretched it towards the swollen cheek, but he was about to touch it When it arrived, the movement stopped, and he lowered his arms. The ointment was not made of good material, it was used by the guards. Even if he wiped it, his face would not heal immediately.
To the third prince Chu Fengxie, there is a high-quality plaster, rub a little, and the redness and swelling will subside.
He was waiting for the third prince to send someone to bring him plaster, and the other party planned to use his body to win over Zhenxi General Xie Hongyuan, so it was impossible for him to seduce people with a red and swollen face.
Then Xiaobai fell asleep amidst the pain of red and swollen cheeks.
Indeed, as he expected, at noon the next day, while he was eating lunch, the third prince's personal entourage came to his remote courtyard and brought him the ointment specially developed by the imperial physician.
Xiao Bai got up, took the plaster from the attendant with both hands, and thanked the third prince for giving the plaster.
After the people left, Xiaobai applied the freshly obtained plaster on his left cheek. Overnight, the swelling became higher than yesterday. There was a bronze mirror in the room, but the clarity was far from the glass mirror now. The figure is also distorted, to the extent that the third prince's dormitory has a floor-to-ceiling mirror brought in as a tribute from another country. That mirror is a glass mirror, which can clearly illuminate everything.
The Third Prince's Mansion is not quite the same as the Liyang Marquis' Mansion. Not to mention the wider mansion, there are relatively more people inside.
Xiaobai would still go out for a walk in the Liyang Hou Mansion, but in the Wang Mansion, without the order of the Third Prince, he basically wouldn't even leave his remote courtyard.
There is no one here who is his friend and can talk to him.
Staying alone, there will be servants to bring food at meal time, twelve hours a day, the words that Xiaobai utters can only be counted on his fingers.
Three days passed like this, and on the fourth day, a man with a strange face came to Xiaobai's room.
The man was carrying a wooden box, which seemed to contain something.
It's not a doctor, although the third prince never sleeps in his room, but to the third prince, it is a special existence, no one in the palace will come to him to compete with him, and no one will do anything to frame him.
After the strange man entered the room, he said bluntly, "Master Fu, Your Highness asked me to come over and make a tattoo for you."
Tattoos?When Xiaobai heard this, his eyes widened in shock. The tattoos are specially printed on the guilty person. The third prince asked someone to make a tattoo for him because he was guilty?
Xiaobai was so shocked that his body shook violently, he held on to the table next to him, bit his lip, thick grief escaped from his pupils.
The tattooist was just following orders, seeing how Xiaobai was being hit, he couldn't say anything about it, so he put down the box, opened it, and began to take tools out of it.
Xiaobai raised his head and looked outside the door, straightened up, and ran outside, wanting to ask the third prince what he did wrong, the third prince wanted to tattoo on him, but when he ran to the middle of the courtyard, suddenly stopped.
How can he forget, what is his identity, what is the identity of the third prince, no matter what the third prince does, there is his reason, he alone... By the way, he was originally a sinful body.
If it wasn't for the third prince, he would be in a small hotel. If it wasn't for the third prince, he wouldn't know how many people had slept with him.
Unlike now, although the third prince treats it as an item and gives it back and forth, he should be grateful. After all, those people's status is not low, and they don't have many special hobbies. To be honest, they are actually pretty good.
Xiaobai froze, turned around slowly, and went back into the house.
The courtyard door was open, but Xiaobai's mood fluctuated rapidly at this time, so he did not see a certain pair of eyes staring at him from outside the courtyard.
The tattooist took out all the tools he needed, and asked Xiaobai to stretch out his right hand, apply a little anesthetic juice on the inside of the wrist, and then took the sharp-pointed needle and started to work.
The medicinal effect of that kind of concoction was mediocre, so naturally it couldn't resist the modern anesthetics, Xiaobai was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, every needle, every needle on his wrist, seemed to be pierced in his heart at the same time.
So it's hard to understand that love has such a great charm that the original owner, Fuyue, died and the body was thrown out in the wilderness without even a straw mat, so he slowly came to his senses.
For the third prince, he is only a temporarily valuable item. Once the third prince ascends to the supreme throne, Fuyue will lose his use value, and his end will only be death.
But originally, in the original plot, some people who Fuyue served too much tried to take Fuyue away. Fuyue gave her heart to the third prince and refused the help of those people. If you don't see it, you will die miserably.
The tattoo artist was skilled, and after a short time of work, he tattooed a design on the inside of Xiaobai's wrist.
"Young master, don't touch this hand with water for two days. If the color fades, you have to repaint it." The tattoo artist put the tools back one by one, turned to look at Xiaobai, the young man didn't know his identity, just looked at his appearance She is even more beautiful than many women in the world. It stands to reason that there is such a beauty in the Third Prince's Mansion, and it should be taken good care of, but it has been stabbed with patterns, and looking at the various items in the house, they are all simple and plain.
Xu was punished in this way because he angered the Third Prince.
The tattoo artist explained some precautions. Naturally, this is not a place for him to stay, and then he turned around and left with the box.
As soon as the people left the yard, there was a creaking sound from the outer door, and a servant closed the door from the outside.
In the room, Xiaobai's right arm rested on the table, the wide cuff was pulled up to the elbow, and the inner side of the wrist changed from the original smoothness to a bright bloody pattern in a blink of an eye.
A blue butterfly with outspread wings.
Xiaobai stared at the butterfly tattoo, which was included in the original plot.
The original owner didn't know the reason at first, only thought that it was really the third prince who was punishing him, but it was not.
The reason why this butterfly exists is for the person I will meet next.
Xie Hongyuan.
Xie Hongyuan once had a childhood sweetheart when he was young, and that girl's name was Lan Die.
Originally, the two families had already made a baby marriage, but Lan Die died after contracting a cold. After that, Xie Hongyuan was sad for a long time. Xie Hongyuan was a deeply affectionate person. He fell ill and almost couldn't bear it, so he let the other party go, and under the treatment of the imperial doctor in the palace, he finally saved his life.
But in the days that followed, Xie Hongyuan seemed to have become unfeminine, guarding Lan Die like a jade.
He didn't even listen to his mother's reassurance. After going out to fight, he gradually got better, and occasionally got close to women, but not frequently.
The third prince had someone stab a purple butterfly on his arm, hoping to use this to impress Xie Hongyuan. It must be said that the trick was good.
Naturally, it is impossible for him to change his surname to Lan Die. Xie Hongyuan can be regarded as an upright and responsible person. With him, the situation should not be much different from that of Xu Lingan.
The two have certain things in common, one loves the late mother and concubine deeply, and the other deeply loves the late lover.
They are all deeply affectionate people, and it is because of this that the third prince has an opportunity to take advantage of them.
Pull them all into his camp as one of his strengths.
As night fell, the clothes that Xiaobai wore back to the palace had been washed and dried. They belonged to Liyang Houfu and belonged to Xu Ling'an. Xiaobai found a cloth to wrap them up, and went out of the house in the dark of night. Walking outside the courtyard gate, looking around in the darkness for a while, I vaguely saw a familiar figure in the distance.
Xiaobai walked down the stairs and walked up quickly.
"...Could I trouble you to do me a favor?" Xiaobai clasped the clothes in his arms tightly with both hands.
There are no high hanging lanterns around, but there is a full moon in the sky this night, illuminating the surrounding scenery quite brightly.
The guards just came over to take a look, rationally told him to stay away from Xiaobai, but his body, especially his two legs, seemed to be disobedient, and he walked over unconsciously.
What was even more unexpected was that Xiaobai would take the initiative to talk to him.
This made the guard instantly feel flattered, and he nodded directly: "Sir, please tell me."
"The clothes in here belong to Lord Xu. When did you stop working, send them to his house for me, and bring me a sentence, 'Thank you Lord Hou for taking care of you these days. Fuyue can't repay you. I hope Hou Ye can find a sincere person in the future, and the husband and wife will love each other'." Xiao Bai then handed the bundle in his hand to the guard.
The guards looked at the baggage handed in front of them. They basically knew about Xiaobai's visit to the Marquis's Mansion. There had been many similar situations like this. Before, the guards didn't feel that they would be touched. It was very inexplicable. I don't know when. In the beginning, his eyes would always subconsciously look towards Xiaobai, towards this one who gave Chu Fengxi his sincerity, but was not given his sincerity by the other party, who was sent to others time and time again.
The young man's figure is thin, it's hard to imagine how much strength he will have, and he can bear all these things that would be unbearable for other people.
The guard suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and stretched out his arm suddenly, and when he realized it, he had already grabbed Xiaobai's right hand.
But immediately after, the boy suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the guards were in a hurry, thinking that he had used too much force and pinched him.
The guard quickly loosened his strength, lifted Xiaobai's wrist, lowered his eyes, and looked under the bright moonlight to see if he caught red, but immediately saw a strange pattern, squinted his eyes closer, and then saw clearly What was that? Judging from the color traces, it was clearly stabbed. I still held it with my hand, but the guard immediately withdrew his hand.
"My lord, this is..." the guard subconsciously asked, and looked up at Xiaobai, the latter's eyes were faintly fluctuating, the guard's heart tugged, but his voice was directly stuck in his throat.
Xiaobai retracted his arms, and his wide sleeves fell down, covering his entire right arm.
"This matter will trouble you." Xiao Bai lowered his eyes and bowed to the guards.
The guard held the burden that Xiaobai had given him in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to help Xiaobai, but as soon as his hand touched Xiaobai's robe, he stopped moving.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will send the burden to Lord Hou's mansion tomorrow." The guard promised.
"Thank you." Without further words, Xiao Bai turned around and went back to the dormitory.
But the guard went back to his residence with the bag, put the bag in a hidden place, and when he was about to leave, he turned around and saw that there were clothes in the bag, the clothes worn by Xiaobai, the guard walked up and stared at After a moment, he raised his hand to open the bag.
Gently stroking the washed luxurious robe, a strange light appeared in the guard's eyes. For a moment, it seemed that through the clothes, he was touching the person who had worn the clothes.
In the mansion of the second prince Chu Yan, Chu Yan's complexion darkened a little after listening to the spy's report.
"You step back first." Chu Yan waved people to leave.
The spy responded, lowered his eyes, and quickly exited the study.
After the people left and the door was closed, the Minister of Rites walked up to Chu Yan.
"Your Highness, look at this, do you want to..." The servant of the Ministry of Rites made a knife-like hand, and slashed horizontally under his neck for a moment.
Chu Yan raised his hand falsely again, and suddenly, his slanted fox eyes curved, and a smile appeared on his mouth: "I didn't expect that my third brother would use beauty tricks to win over those people."
The servant of the Ministry of Rites' pupils tightened suddenly, and he said: "As far as we know so far, Zong Shangshu has directly stated that he will not stand on your side. In addition to the current Xu Ling'an, and some people in front of him, the ambition of the third prince is already obvious. .”
"How could this king be afraid of him? Other than those surnamed Zong, who else has real power? Xu Ling'an is just relying on the achievements of his father's generation. The little power in my hand is not enough."
Chu Yan's words were full of sarcasm. In terms of his ability to govern the country, he was no less confident than Chu Fengxie. What's more, his mother and concubine were completely different from Chu Fengxie's mother and concubine in terms of status and status. Chu Fengxi is so fluttering now, just because the Ministry of War in the Six Divisions is in his hands, he is absolutely sure that he will be able to beat Chu Fengxi in the subsequent battle for the position.
Beauty trap?That's all he has the patience for.
"Who is that person?" Chu Yan unexpectedly became interested in the person Chu Fengxi sent out.
"Fuyue, former servant of the household department." The servant of the Ministry of Rites answered.
"Didn't their house be ransacked? Why is there one left?"
"This Fuyue had a chronic illness when he was young, and because he was afraid that he would die on the way to the army, he sold it to a brothel together with the family members. The third prince spent a lot of money to redeem him. He seemed to be raised in the mansion for a period of time, and then It’s just taking it out and giving it away.”
With Chu Yan's hand resting on the desk, he tapped the chopping board a few times with his phalanges.
"...It must be a bit pretty." Otherwise, he would not be sent back and forth. Chu Yan stopped his fingers, and the arc of the corner of his lips suddenly increased, as if talking to himself, "It seems that when there is a chance, this Wang must meet this man named Fuyue."
"What's going on with Xie Hongyuan recently? This king sent him an invitation card, but he said he's not available." Chu Yan changed the subject.
"The day before yesterday was Lan Die's memorial day, Xie Hongyuan moved to live outside the city and was not at home." Xie Hongyuan also arranged for someone to follow him secretly.
This person won't be here for long, Chu Yan only showed his sense of intimacy because Xie Hongyuan is his cousin, but it seems that the other party is still the same as before, half ungrateful, it seems that he insists on getting close .
Chu Yan sneered.
"Withdraw all the people who followed him." Chu Yan said after thinking for a moment.
As for whether Chu Fengxie would win over Xie Hongyuan, Chu Yan felt that it was very difficult. That person had a dead person in his heart, and the other party had been for more than ten years, so it was not so easy to empathize with others.
Leaving aside other matters, Chu Yan thought that when he entered the palace to meet his father today, the other party's mental state seemed to be worse than a few days ago. He asked the imperial doctor in private, and the other party was obviously hiding his illness. It feels like this world will soon change hands.
And for this master, there is only one suitable candidate.
Chu Fengxi didn't post it to Xie Hongyuan, almost every year at this time, as long as the border wars are not tight, Xie Hongyuan will stay at the grave of his beloved for a few days when he comes back.
It is estimated that it will take a few days, just give him some time to prepare.
After Xie Hongyuan condoled his deceased lover's return, he directly sent an invitation to Chu Fengzhi, inviting him to come to the mansion. Back then, it was Chu Fengzhi who invited the imperial doctor from the palace so that Lan Die could live long enough for him to come back from outside the province. In her last meeting, Xie Hongyuan has always kept this kindness in his heart. Although he has been stationed in the frontier all year round, once he returns to Beijing, he will take the initiative to invite him to meet up, drink some wine, and talk about homely things.
The guards under Xie Hongyuan sent the invitation to the palace, and it happened that Chu Fengxi was there that day, so he personally received the guards.
Didn't say much, just said that he would go when the time came.
Two days passed in a flash, and the time was set at night, Chu Fengxi specially sent a blue shirt to Xiaobai, asking him to change into that suit.
After Xiaobai changed his clothes, he tied up his hair with a jade hairpin, and he had the memory of the original owner Fuyue in his body, so he was familiar with all these things.
After getting dressed, Xiao Bai walked out of the room, and there was a person waiting outside the courtyard, it was the guard.
According to Xiaobai's request, the other party sent the clothes to Lord Hou's mansion, but out of selfishness, he didn't repeat Xiaobai's words, so Xu Ling'an didn't reply.
Xiaobai smiled slightly and nodded to the guard. The guard's eyes were not the same as in the past, but looked directly at Xiaobai's face. He was wearing a brightly colored blue robe, which was very different from the normal plain robe. It also looks a lot brighter against the backdrop of a face, just standing so quietly, it makes people feel nostalgic, and it is difficult to look away.
The guard looked slightly dazed at Xiaobai, while the third prince was waiting in the front yard, Xiaobai shifted his gaze, passed by the guard, and after walking a few steps, the guard seemed to come back to his senses, and then Quickly catch up with Xiaobai.
The two rushed to the front yard one after the other, and Qia Chu Fengxi came out from the main hall, still dressed in red, but the pattern embroidered on the robe was somewhat different, as soon as she stepped out of the room, she looked up slightly A bright figure appeared in the field of vision,
This set of clothes was brought out temporarily by someone rushing to work, unexpectedly, it fit Xiaobai quite well, making the whole person even more special.
Slowly walked down the steps. In the past, when sending people out, they were all sent to their subordinates. There was never a time when Chu Fengxi sent people there in person. This situation, inexplicably, made Chu Fengxi feel a little uncomfortable After all, it is an item in his own house, and he sent it to others to play with, but the other party did not show any resistance at all. Sometimes Chu Fengxi felt that teenagers liked to be treated like this.
Because he likes to be given to others to play with, Chu Fengxi walked towards Xiaobai, stood in front of him, stretched out his hand, pinched Xiaobai's jaw, lifted Xiaobai's face, and looked into the eyes It is a gorgeous face, even without makeup, the lips are still red and porcelain white, people just look at it like this, and they are all intuitively tempted.
And after some time, this alluring appearance will be seen by another person.
Chu Fengxie's hands suddenly squeezed hard, clenched the thin chin in his hands, and when he saw Xiaobai frowning for a moment, and realized that his emotions had changed too much due to this person, he immediately let go of his hands.
There was nothing important to discuss, just an appointment between friends, Chu Fengxi only brought a few personal guards, and only one carriage.
Xiaobai sat in a carriage with Chu Fengxie, he sat on the side seat, his hands and feet were tightly bound together, his body was leaning against the wall of the carriage, his eyes were lowered and he didn't look at him, the curtains were drawn down to cover his eyes. all inside.
Chu Fengzhi's eyes fell directly on Xiaobai's body, watching the man shrinking his body as much as possible, expressing that he did not dare to approach him with silent actions, the space in the car was so big, Chu Feng stretched out his arms, and grabbed Xiaobai arm.
Then pull it forward.
Ah, Xiaobai was caught off guard and let out an exclamation, his body was out of control, and he fell towards Chu Fengxie.
But how dare he really throw himself into Chu Fengxie's arms, even sitting on Chu Fengxie's lap, with his arms resting on Chu Fengxie's hard chest in a panic, but his feet suddenly sprained, and he fell obliquely, followed by his knees. Bend, kneeling on the ground.
The car was covered with luxurious carpets, so I fell on my knees at any time, and it didn't hurt.
Xiaobai raised his head in surprise, not knowing why Chu Fengxi suddenly pulled him, his voice was all blank: "Your Highness?"
Chu Fengxi ignored Xiaobai's surprise, and looked at a certain place, as if lost in thought.
Following the other party's line of sight, Xiaobai saw the pattern tattooed on his right hand a few days ago.
And then, Chu Fengxi stroked it up with the other hand, gently rubbing the fingertips on the pattern, as if tracing the shape of a butterfly's wings.
"Does it hurt?" These two words suddenly appeared in the sound of the wheels rolling.
Xiaobai almost thought it was his own auditory hallucination.
"No, it doesn't hurt." Xiaobai shook his head.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Chu Fengxi suddenly clenched his wrist tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his bones.
"Did I tell you, don't lie." Chu Fengxi directly used me, but he didn't realize it himself.
After Xiaobai heard this, he opened and closed his lips a few times, and after a while he said: "This kind of pain is really not considered pain."
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