Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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After returning from Zhuangzi, Nan Ruo took out a palm-sized sandalwood box from the drawer of the study room. Inside was the birthday gift given to him by the prince Fu Zhuo before the Winter Festival.

Compared with the regular gifts such as gold, jade, calligraphy and painting in previous years, this year's gift is more special. It is a safety knot bracelet woven with red string, which is the most common kind, and only two red beans are attached to the knot.

Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring.

May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.

Nan Ruo fiddled with the red beans twice, thinking of the situation where the prince was weaving strand by strand behind his back, a smile appeared in his eyes.

He was not in a hurry to put the bracelet on his hand, but called the first and second graders in: "Which one of you can weave a safety knot?"

The first and second year of junior high school looked at each other, and they really didn't know how to do this. As the face in front of the uncle, they were always assigned to them by others.

The first day of the junior high school reacted quickly: "The meeting in the small room, why don't you ask her to come here?"

In the first room of the first day of the junior high school is Nanruo's inner court maid, Er Yue, and the maids around him have been mated one after another in the past few years. Except for Si Yue, who married the son of his nanny Zhao Nao, the other four maids are married. All three were married to the servants around him. Of course, they were already in charge in the first day of junior high school.

Er Yue is skillful, in the past, all the small items on Nan Ruo's body were made by her hands, and the safety knot is definitely not a problem.

But Nan Ruo refused, saying: "Go and learn, learn to teach me."

After all, Er Yue is married and no longer his personal servant girl. It will take some time to learn the Ping An Knot, so it is not good for him to get along with her for too long, so as not to spread gossip.

In the past few years, after the maids got married, he didn't ask Zaitianbu. He usually lives in the front yard and rarely goes back to the inner yard. It is enough for the inner yard to have a nanny watching over him. He is more comfortable with it than ordering a teenage girl. Send a servant to follow.

"Yes." The first day of the junior high school answered, and then said, "Do you want me to prepare some strings for you to pick?"

"Keep the smile off your face." Nan Ruo stared at him sternly, "Go." After a pause, "Do it secretly, don't let others know."

On the first day of junior high school, I went on with a smile, and my pace was fast.

Their masters can be regarded as enlightened, but they don't know which young lady they are looking for.

On the first day of the junior high school, the execution ability was extremely high. When Nan Ruo came back from the Zhenfu Division that night, he brought the string to hand in the answer.

Nan Ruo is not the kind of person who is dexterous. Fortunately, it is not difficult to make a safe knot. As long as you grasp the skills, you can quickly make a successful weave. It is only a question of whether it is delicate or not.

After dismantling and compiling it several times, I finally got a satisfactory finished product. He didn’t like using red beans for the pendant, it was too obvious, so he chose two bright and round beeswax beads to string on it, which is very similar to the Prince’s temperament. match.

Holding the braided bracelet, Nan Ruo hesitated for a moment, and finally put it in a box, intending to give it to the prince on his birthday.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yongzhao suddenly mentioned to hold a birthday banquet for the crown prince this year, but he didn't make a big deal, he just took the Fu family into the palace and had a feast with He Lele.

Nan Ruo didn't dare to take things to Fu Zhuo just in case, and just gave gifts as usual.

The prince who came back from the palace banquet looked at the selected congratulatory gifts: "What else?"

Liu Duan knew what the master wanted to hear, but he could only bite the bullet and say: "Go back to Your Highness, everything is here."

The prince put down the gift list: "Where is Uncle Changning, has he been here?"

He looked forward to it, did he bring anything?

Liu Duan shook his head and couldn't bear to say: "I think it's not easy for Uncle Changning to bring things into the palace today, so maybe he will send them tomorrow."

The prince's eyes became darker, he waved the person away, and went to the bedside secret box to take out the last letter Gu Geer wrote to him. It should have been burned like the previous letters, but he was afraid that Gu Geer would burn it in the future. Ignore him again, cut off communication with him, and stay until now.

And this one was already a month ago.

He touched the opening sentence over and over again, "Seeing a letter is like seeing me", as if he had really seen the appearance of Gu Geer when he was writing a letter at his desk, and he could even imagine the expression on his face when he wrote each sentence, thinking hard with a smile helpless...

Day and night, he relied on this kind of imagination to live, depicting the appearance of Gu Geer in his heart.

The prince held the letter and sat in the dark until dawn.

Soon after the crown prince's birthday came the anniversary of Empress Fu's death. Although Emperor Yongzhao would ask someone to hold one every year, this year it was extraordinarily grand. The ceremony started three days in advance, and the Fu family was announced to the palace every day.

He even made a slip of the tongue and said that he regretted asking Queen Zheng to move into the Jiaofang Palace, and that the Jiaofang Palace should be sealed up as a souvenir.

Empress Zheng was also present when he said this, no matter what she thought in her heart, she was gentle and magnanimous on the surface, which gave Emperor Yongzhao enough face.

But the prince was not in the palace long ago, he had already arrived at the imperial mausoleum, and he would guard the tomb for Empress Fu for a few days every year if there were no accidents.

They arrived three days earlier. On the day of his death, the prince insisted on guarding in front of the stele. Fu Zhuo didn't drag them into the hall until nightfall. There is a memorial tablet here, so they can still guard it.

The prince and Fu Zhuo knelt in front of the memorial tablet to burn paper, counting the cold weather outside, and the raging flames warmed them indirectly.

There was eight chimes of the clock in the front hall to tell the time, Fu Zhuo got up suddenly: "I'm going to change clothes, I'll be back in a while."

The prince lowered his eyes and hummed lightly. A piece of paper money fell into the basin, and the money at hand was quickly burned. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he stretched out his hand and signaled: "Push over."

The pile of paper money was pushed in front of him, carefully protecting it with one hand.

The prince was about to get it, when he suddenly stopped, he saw the peace knot bracelet protruding from his wrist!

Turning his head suddenly, he saw the person he was thinking about.

Nan Ruo withdrew his hand, kowtowed politely, got up again to burn incense, knelt down and burned a few pieces of paper before looking at the absent-minded prince, "I haven't seen you for a while, how is Your Highness doing well recently? "

The prince nodded in a daze: "Okay."

His eyes fell on the wrist involuntarily, and his heart beat violently.

Nan Ruo raised his eyebrows: "Zikang didn't say that."

Zikang is Fu Zhuo's name, and it was also given by Emperor Yongzhao.

He looked at the prince with a look on his face, are you lying to me.

The prince panicked, and said: "No, I'm not..." Under Nan Ruo's expression of listening attentively, he lowered his voice, "It happened several times..."

Watching him carefully while talking, he was a bit nonchalant.

Nan Ruo's heart softened, she sighed slightly in her heart, and her tone softened unconsciously: "Why don't you ask someone to come to me?"

The prince drooped his eyelids: "People in the palace talk a lot, if someone finds out and reports it to the emperor, it will be bad for you."

And he didn't want Brother Gu to see him in a panic when he had an attack.

"But if His Highness's illness doesn't improve..." Nan Ruo said softly, "I'm afraid I will choose another good tree to live in."

do not……

The crown prince hurriedly went to look at him, met a pair of smiling eyes, and froze for a moment. After a while, he looked for his eyes in disbelief: "You..."

The hands in the sleeves trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to ask, fearing it would be nothing.

Nan Ruo hooked his fingers: "Hand."

The prince stretched out his hand, halfway through it he found it trembling, and wanted to retract it, but Nan Ruo took the initiative to hold it, pulled it over and put it on his lap: "Don't move."

As if a spell had been cast, the trembling hand immediately became quiet.

Not only his hands, but the prince's whole body froze, and the back of his hands seemed to be burning hot. He stared at the person in front of him, suspecting that he was actually in a dream.

Nan Ruo took out the bracelet that she wove by herself from her bosom, adjusted it and put it on his wrist, fiddled with the beeswax beads twice, and it really matched the prince.

"The birthday present is a few days late, so don't blame your Highness."

The prince murmured foolishly: "It really is a dream..."

Nan Ruo held his hand, looked at the overlapping bracelets, inserted five fingers along his fingers, then fastened them tightly, swayed in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's a dream, it's all fake."

The prince stared at the clasped hands for a long while, when the handsome and deep face suddenly approached, Nan Ruo's eyelids twitched, and he restrained his conditioned reflex, and did not hide back.

Fortunately, the prince didn't do anything, just touched him lightly with the tip of his nose, as if confirming something, three dull words came out of his throat: "It's true."

Before Nan Ruo had time to react, a hot embrace fell down, and the whole body was tightly bound, as if they were about to merge into one and melt into the body.

Nan Ruo struggled uncomfortably. This was too intimate, beyond his expectation when he came. Although he didn't feel disgusted in his heart, he didn't enjoy it either.

As if aware of his emotions, the prince let go of his hand quickly, and as he pulled away, a hot tear fell down. Behind the tear, a pair of red eyes shone so frighteningly.

Nan Ruo's heart skipped a beat for no reason, as if scalded by this tear, she stared blankly for a moment before recovering, remembering the words she had prepared, and said, "Actually, I'm not as good as His Highness thought..."

He has always suspected that the prince likes him after he added the filter. After all, they have never really been together day and night, and they don’t know each other completely. other side.

But no one is perfect, and people have shortcomings. Maybe after getting along with each other, the heartbeat will disappear faster than a rabbit.

This is Nan Ruo's personal experience. When he was in college, he fell in love with a senior girl. The cool and handsome character of the girl was different from other girls and made his heart flutter. However, this heartbeat lasted less than a week before he died—the senior sister even slurred while eating. Mouth!

In an instant, the favorability fell, and all the heartbeats disappeared.

Although Nan Ruo laughed at himself that this was a cheap heartbeat, and it came and went quickly, but it also explained some facts from the side.

The prince disagreed and wanted to refute, but Nan Ruo stopped the conversation: "Your Highness, don't deny it in a hurry, I don't believe you, it's just a fact that people's hearts are fickle, and it's also a fact that Your Highness and I know very little about each other."

"If your highness doesn't believe me, let me ask your highness a question, what color do I like?"

The prince was stunned.

Nan Ruo looked at you, and said: "So I came to you today, although I want to understand and decide to answer you, but there are conditions."

Prince Surong: "You say."

Nan Ruo wanted to let go of the hands they held, but was quickly held back by the prince, so he could only cast a helpless glance and said, "As I said just now, let's understand first, maybe when His Highness sees my real appearance , will voluntarily give up.”

"No!" The prince answered almost immediately.

If Nan didn't argue with him about this, he would know if he looked back. Even if he understood it, he still insisted, but one day he would know his selfishness...

He closed his eyes: "Your Highness only said so?"

The prince suppressed the desire/desire that was screaming in his blood to hug him, he knew Gu Geer didn't like it, so he held his hand tightly: "It's all up to you."