The target of the assassination is the fox

On the second day after returning to the mansion, the princess fell into bed with a cold.

Looking at the "dying" person on the bed, I really don't know how to feel.The little prince sent the imperial doctor away, and then he sat on the sidelines and complained that his sister didn't care about her body and flaunted her strength. In the end, even I also scolded him, but the princess couldn't bear it anymore, opened her eyes and advised him to return to the camp quickly, and comforted him. He looked at me in a daze, revealing a delicate, kind and weak smile, which aroused pity.

... Don't think that this is enough, don't try to ride around on horseback next time.I looked at her angrily, but I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.Fortunately, this time, with the elixir sent by the owner, the county owner's cold syndrome was not triggered, and his condition did not worsen like last time.After drinking the decoction made by Huo Danshen in the evening, it seems that there is no serious problem.

Dafang stayed and took care of me, and let me go to rest first.I went back to my own room, but I couldn't fall asleep, I tossed and turned for a long time, I got up and changed my clothes, and then I changed my appearance and left the palace.

Although the material of the mask bestowed by the princess is not inferior to my original one, it is even more refined and comfortable, but it has the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged man, which is a pity.I put it on, used my lightness skills to fly over the eaves and walls, and ran all the way to the bookstore I visited earlier in the east of the city.

That's right, although the little prince kept his word and gave me those collections, I'm still thinking about Mr. Xiaoyao's new book!When you feel depressed, you should buy it and take a look.

The east part of the city is bustling and bustling during the day, but the noise fades away at night and becomes very quiet.Xuan Torii is open for business late at night, and at this moment, the wonton shops and teahouses next to it are also closed, facing each other in twos and threes, with yellow halo lights, which look extra warm in the cold night.

I stopped at a quiet and deserted street corner, and then walked towards the light.Walking into the bookstore, I found that there are many customers dressed as scholars reading quietly in the private seats in the inner room, and occasionally chatting in a low voice, the atmosphere is very good.Presumably, many students who study hard in the cold window will choose to come to the store to borrow books when they have spare time, exchange ideas with each other, and broaden their knowledge.

After a casual visit, I came to the front row of bookshelves. "The Temptation of a Young Lady" is still on sale, and several thick stacks of books are neatly placed there.I couldn't wait to take down the sample book on the face and flip through it.I don’t know what kind of story Mr. Xiaoyao wrote again, and will there be a handsome champion who I like... I suppressed the little excitement in my heart, and habitually looked at the accompanying paintings first, but I didn’t intend to turn to them When he saw one, he froze.

Hey, the painting this time is also different from the previous ones, it is more delicate and beautiful, and the colors are more elegant.But, but what happened to the two women above who were hugging each other in disheveled clothes?

It seems that it's not the intimate hug between sisters... I suddenly felt a little dazed in my head.Immediately, the heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

No no, probably not what I thought.I calmed down and quickly read a paragraph of text carefully, but I was so scared that I almost threw the book in my hand.It turns out that it is really a story about two women getting together!Oh my god, how could this happen? How did Mr. Xiaoyao, who has always written only about the love-hate entanglement between a down-and-out girl and a rich man, start writing this kind of book! !And what about the two women...

"Does the guest officer like it?" A middle-aged man at the counter saw me holding a book in a daze, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice.He is the shopkeeper here, with a benevolent brow and eyes like an old monk.But there was light in his eyes at the moment, and he seemed a little excited.

I am too familiar with this kind of look. I used to look like this when I met like-minded book friends who wanted to discuss or show off the content of a new book with me.Could it be that this person...

"Boss, are you reading it too?" I shook the book in my hand uncertainly.

"Haha, we're all reading it!" Before he could answer, two men who appeared out of nowhere also came over, excitedly picked up a book from the bookshelf behind them, opened it, and said, "This book is really amazing. It's so interesting and wonderful, although the water girl in it is soft-tempered and awkward, but she is really cute, and she is a perfect match for Miss!"

"Yes, I think so too! But it's a pity for the young master of the Escort Bureau."

Shopkeeper: "Actually, I think it would be nice if Shui Yatou and the young lady of the bodyguard bureau are together, and they can be regarded as a pair of happy friends."

"Hey, what the shopkeeper said is wrong..."

Then the three discussed in low voices.I didn't want to leave, so I stood by and listened, curious and resistant, with mixed emotions.But when they heard that the young lady kissed the girl to express their feelings to each other, her hands couldn't help trembling, and the trial book that was almost wrinkled from being scratched finally fell to the ground.I picked it up in a hurry, and the roots of my ears were hot.

The shopkeeper, who was chatting up, noticed this, and said with a smile: "What, the guest officer wants a copy?"

"No, no!" I hurriedly waved my hands, covered my face and left.What a shame!When did the folk customs of Dai Viet become open to such an extent?It turns out... It turns out that two women can also form a husband and wife, and grow old together... Halfway through, I stopped in a daze.

Clutching his thumping heart, he stood in the middle of the road for a long time, then turned back again by a strange coincidence, and then bought the copy of "The Temptation of a Young Lady" under the meaningful eyes of the shopkeeper.

This is a taboo.But, but after all, it is a book written by Mr. Xiaoyao... It is better to buy a copy and store it at home, at worst, just ignore it.After struggling a lot I made this decision.

Well, that's right, don't watch it.I have a vague feeling that once I open this book, it is like opening an undiscovered door, and it is very likely that many variables will arise.But what will change, but even I don't know very well.

At this moment, the book hidden in my arms was as hot as charcoal. I grabbed the skirt of my clothes with my hands, and even my breathing became a little short.After climbing over the wall and returning to the mansion, he quickly ran towards his residence, for fear of being discovered.It's really more guilty than being a thief.

But when he passed a courtyard in a hurry, he unexpectedly saw the little prince drinking alone in the pavilion.And not only drinking, but also talking nonsense while laughing and crying, and there seemed to be a few pieces of rice paper with handwriting scattered on the ground.

What is he doing most of the night?I was a little curious, hesitated for a moment, changed direction and walked over.When I got closer, I realized that the poems scattered on the ground were poems written by the little prince himself.I picked one up and shook my head silently.

Could it be that the little prince started studying at night with that literati and poet drinking and composing poems, but was stunned by his own poems, sad and depressed and had nowhere to vent, so he got drunk like this!I patted him on the shoulder: "My lord? You're drunk, little lord, go back and rest quickly, don't catch a cold here."

He turned to look at me, his eyes were still a little blurred.But then he frowned with thick eyebrows, and said inarticulately: "You, who are you?"

"..." Forgot that I was still wearing an old man's mask. "I'm a big flower!"

"Oh, big flower... oh." He sighed long after hearing this, his disgusted expression was undisguised: "Why...is it a big flower..." He turned back while muttering, and continued lying on the table talking nonsense up.

I endured it, and moved away the jug he was about to pick up: "My lord, the princess will be worried if you are like this."

"My sister...my sister has already fallen asleep, so she won't know." The little prince raised his chin arrogantly to retort, like a child who avoids adults who have done bad things and is complacent.In the end, he fixed his gaze on me for a while, then suddenly changed into a regretful expression, and said with emotion: "Dahua, why are you... so old." Dangyouyou raised his finger and pointed at my face: "All, all have wrinkles. It's time... well, it's time to get married..."

Pooh!Worry about your sister!I resisted the urge to kick him once again, and said nicely, "My lord, I'll help you go back."

"No! This king won't go back! Shanzhong..." He yelled not to let me touch him, and even vaguely called Shanzhong's name.Now I understand that his drinking in the middle of the night is probably related to a certain handsome man.

Did something happen between them... When he was thinking about it, the person lying on the table suddenly picked up a pen and ink and quickly scribbled on the paper, and shouted: "Shanzhong, come, this king will help you!" Recite poetry and paint!"

It really doesn't stop.

"Shanzhong is no longer here..." I said helplessly, but my voice stopped abruptly with the painting he handed in front of me.

"My lord, does this lord's painting of Shanzhong look like it?"

"... What you drew is a rockery!" I couldn't bear it any longer, I stepped forward and grabbed his collar to drag him away.He stood up in shock, but put away his stupid expression just now, looked at me very seriously, and then said in a deep voice: "Dahua, this king is not drunk."

"No, you're so drunk that you painted Shanzhong as a rockery." I exposed it without hesitation.

He glared at me angrily, for a long while, but suddenly cried out: "I, I feel bitter. Shanzhong is angry with me, and he will never talk to me again... He, he rejected me... "

I supported his precarious body, unable to react.Rejection or something... The little prince of affection has confessed his feelings to Shanzhong? !

If so, Shanzhong was scared away by the little prince? !Well, I guess I was quite frightened... I couldn't help imagining in my mind the scene of a handsome man blushing in shock, and then Pear Blossom left with rain.Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at the little prince who was crying ferociously in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

What a sin.

Love or something is really troublesome.How about I go back to sleep first, and when the hidden guards in the mansion find out, they will come and carry him away.But... the little prince cried so sadly, wouldn't it be too heartless if he left it alone?Anyway, he also gave me a few sets of books, and helped me raise some monthly salary.

So I had no choice but to patiently say, "Okay, don't cry, there is a solution to everything. Tell me first, why do you like Shanzhong?"

Sure enough, the little prince's crying stopped, he groaned for a while, and replied: "It's a long story..."

Ah, it's really troublesome.I secretly rolled my eyes, and listened to him continue to recall: "I remember three years ago, we went to the royal brother's house for a banquet during the New Year's Eve... Then I, I was drunk, and almost fell, it was Shanzhong who just appeared and helped me A handful of..."

Hearing this, I subconsciously let go of his hand.The little prince fell back on the stool, looked around in a daze, and said, "At that time, he was dressed as a bodyguard and held a saber, looking majestic."

Majestic?

I suddenly remembered what Zeng Shanzhong told me.At that time, I was still in Maple Leaf Temple. One day I asked him why he liked Dafang, and he answered like this——

"Back then we were besieged by thieves and we were all injured. Princess Jin'an sent someone to rescue me. When I couldn't stand upright and was about to fall, Lord Fang appeared in front of me in time and gently supported me. She held the saber , majestic, like a goddess who descended from the sky..."

God!Thinking about it this way, in fact, the little prince and Shanzhong are a match made in heaven! !Why wasn't there a chance for them both to fall at the same time and give each other a hand? !

I almost sighed, but when I came back to my senses, I quickly dismissed this thought.No, I want to be firm, kindness and loyalty belong to Dafang.And as the young prince, after two years, he should marry the princess and come back to bloom. How can he become a broken sleeve? The princess must break his leg first if he knows it.

I sighed and felt a little sympathetic: "My lord, did you fall in love at first sight? To a man?"

The little prince pouted: "When I fell in love, I didn't know he was a man."

I see!I instantly forgave him: "Then..."

"But after knowing that he is a man, I still love him." The little prince twitched the corners of his mouth and said sadly, his tone was so bitter and helpless, but it seemed to have an unspeakable sweetness.After speaking, he fell on the table and fell unconscious.

And I was suddenly stunned by his words, as if a string in my heart was touched by something.

What the little prince said was love.He loves someone, even though he knows that the other person is also a man, and this emotion will make him fall into pain...

A gust of cool wind hit my face, urging me back to my senses.I touched the book hidden in my arms, and the complicated feelings that I had finally suppressed before began to spread again, like wildfire.I quickly dealt with the little prince, and then went back to my room to remove the mask.However, after sitting in the candlelight for a long time, my mood could not be calmed down, but even more disturbed and restless.

In desperation, I secretly burned a few sticks of incense, took out a copy of the Aotian Family Regulations that Master cherished most during his lifetime, and kowtowed.

Master, the disciple finally encountered troubles that he could not understand.Please come here in your dream and give me some advice.

The author has something to say:

A secret guard: Tell the princess that a strange man helped the prince into his courtyard last night.

Princess: Oh, I see.

Dark Guard: But that man quickly came out again and went to Master Hua's room!

Princess: what? !

Dark Guard: Later that man even took off his clothes and combed his hair in front of the mirror in only his jacket!

Princess:! ! !

Dark Guard: Then even the mask was removed.It turns out that he was disguised by Mrs. Hua hahaha~o(≧v≦)o~~

A dark guard, died.