There's A Beauty

The Ninth Prince changed into clean clothes, and asked someone to find a small copper basin, filled it with water and pebbles.A group of people hurried to the outer courtyard, and saw the young man sitting on the steps with his knees crossed and his legs folded, he picked up a piece of dog's tail grass and poked the little turtle retracted into its shell, mumbling something in his mouth.

The anxious mood of the Ninth Prince calmed down in an instant, Shi Shiran walked over holding the copper basin, and said, "Put it in, or you will die of thirst."

When Youshu heard that he would die, she quickly threw the tortoise into it. Although he had a straight face, he could see worry in his slightly flickering eyes.

Really innocent.The Ninth Prince sighed in his heart, and his love grew stronger.Before that, he had imagined countless times what it would be like to make Zong Shengdi, who was once himself, a person who had been infatuated with him for a lifetime.Since he was three years old, he has been repeatedly tortured by those desperate and painful dreams, and gradually developed a rebellious psychology.

He refuses to be approached by everyone, and he is unwilling to devote his energy to anything.Everything around him is dispensable in his eyes, or a pastime when he is bored.Somehow, he knew what he was waiting for, but resisted the waiting.He thought, did he come into this world just to fulfill a regret?Why do people who have died for more than 600 years leave these extremely painful feelings to themselves, but take away the best memories.

In his dreams, and even his whole life, he is always struggling in the despair of loss and hesitation in search, but he doesn't know why he is desperate and hesitant. In 17 years, he had had enough, he wanted to live out himself.

But suddenly, Youshu appeared, like shining stars in the dark night sky, like flowers blooming in the barren wilderness. Those endless tortures before have become the wind and clouds supporting the stars and the oasis watering the flowers.Everything has the value of existence and the meaning of rebirth.

At just one glance, he fell in love with You Shu, which was an inescapable fate.It turns out that the person Zong Shengdi loves looks like this, pure and simple, eager but restrained.His eyes would light up when he looked at him, and his skin would feel hot when he hugged him. He is Emperor Zongsheng's treasure, so he is destined to be his treasure.

The Ninth Prince stroked his beating heart, and slowly let out a breath.Fortunately, he survived those tortures and waited for this sweetness.

On the other side, Youshu didn't know that her master had already recognized her, and she was still struggling with how to make up for him.Holding the copper basin in his arms, he accidentally knocked against the bamboo tube in front of his chest. Then he remembered that he had searched for a gift for his master, so he quickly untied it and handed it over as if offering a treasure.

Seeing the young man's slightly upturned face, bright eyes, and puppy-like flattering smile, the Ninth Prince's heart itch.He held the bamboo tube with a suppressed smile and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a painting by an unknown layman. I hope you like it." Youshu rubbed her hands with a worried expression.

The Ninth Prince choked for breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yesterday I learned that I like the paintings of Wuming Layman, so today you deliberately went to buy them for me?" With just this kind of intention, he was already very happy and satisfied.

Youshu would not lie, she blushed and nodded.

Ninth Prince's fingertips exerted force suddenly, and almost crushed the bamboo tube and the painting together.Damn it, I thought Youshu in the dream was enough to confuse people, but facing him in reality, it was even more difficult to restrain myself than in the dream.He doesn't need to make a charming gesture, nor does he need to make a beautiful moan, just standing in front of him alive, blushing and blinking, can make him feel emotional.

In the dream he belonged to Emperor Zongsheng, but in reality, he completely belonged to him, and the feeling of being tempted was even stronger.Even, as long as he thought that Youshu, like himself, was the reincarnation of someone 600 years ago, and had a love affair with his so-called other self that ended without a problem, he felt jealous.

However, that unlucky ghost was already dead, and after all, he was still much less lucky than himself, so there was no need to worry about it.Thinking about it this way, the Ninth Prince suppressed the sudden soreness and quickly opened the bamboo tube.

Youshu didn't know if the fairy's eyesight in the painting was accurate, so she said a little uneasy, "Is this painting authentic? If not, I'll look for it again. Whatever you want, I can find it for you." With the ability to control ghosts, this sentence is not false.

The Ninth Prince had already made up his mind that no matter whether the painting was authentic or not, he would nod in recognition, and he would also act as if he couldn't put it down, cherished it and cherished it.What he cares about is never true or false, but this heart.But what surprised him was that this painting was actually a rare genuine work that was circulated among the people, and the subject matter was so unique that he didn't know how to evaluate it.

Seeing that His Highness had not spoken for a long time, Xue Wangjing and others leaned over to appreciate it, and then their faces twisted.

These are two men swinging on a swing, one sitting on top of the other, with expressions of enjoyment.After more than [-] years of time, the ink stains have more or less faded, and many details have become blurred, but as long as you have similar experience, you can find that there are two pairs of clothes exposed under the well-dressed robes. Naked thighs, and what they were doing was self-evident.

The Ninth Prince has never been involved in the affairs of men and women, but he knows everything he should know.He looked at the painting for a while, and at Youshu for a while, with mixed emotions.He would rather Youshu was hinting or seducing him, and then deliberately found a erotic picture, but is it possible?He probably doesn't know the subject of the painting yet?

Knowing that he shouldn't offend His Highness's darling, Xue Wangjing still couldn't help it, and asked with a suppressed smile, "Youshu, do you know what this painting is about?"

"Picture of Spring Play." You Shu pointed to the place where the signature was signed, and explained, "Spring is here, and the temperature is getting warmer. The two of them are playing on the swing in the courtyard." There is nothing strange about this overly intimate sitting posture I think back then when he was still young, the master used to hug him and play like this.

"Yes, spring is here, it's time to play." Xue Wangjing covered his stomach, shrugged his shoulders, and endured the internal injury from laughing.Mother, how could such a heartless person go to prostitutes?He probably hasn't even tasted what a woman is like, has he?As soon as he came to Shangjing, he was favored by the devil king of the world, what a disaster!

The Ninth Prince was also suppressing a smile.He pressed his fist to his lips, coughing again and again, until his face turned red from coughing, he took the young man's shoulders, and said sincerely, "I like this picture of spring play very much, let's go to play on the swing some other day, okay?"

Xue Wangjing immediately looked at His Royal Highness with admiration. Only he could say such obscene words with such an upright expression.

Youshu nodded immediately, and added, "But I have to sit on it, I'm not strong enough, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you, and I'll throw you instead."

The one above is obviously the recipient. Didn't you see that he hugged the neck of the person below him tightly with both hands, and his buttocks were also raised very high?It's good for Youshu not to say this, Xue Wangjing has almost suppressed his laughter, and when he said this, he burst out with puffing noises, as if he was suffering from asthma.The commander of the guards, who had always been extremely restrained, couldn't hold back anymore, and turned his head slightly.

The Ninth Prince didn't find it ridiculous at all, he could already imagine that scene with just one sentence.The swing was rippling, and Youshu was also heaving in his arms, breathing hot air from the tip of his nose, and groaning from his small mouth, all of which poured into his clothes, burning a piece of flesh on his neck red, it must have felt so beautiful.

Feeling his body responding, the Ninth Prince didn't dare to think about it anymore, and quickly and carefully rolled up the picture of the Spring Opera and stuffed it into the bamboo tube, and reiterated, "I like this picture very much. We must play together someday."

"Definitely." Youshu took the initiative to pinch the corner of her master's clothes, and sold herself in a daze.

The two stared at each other, giggled silently, both felt happy and satisfied, and laughed for a quarter of an hour before leaving together. When they left the gate, they saw many guards with knives standing outside, and two of them were still holding Zhao Yusong tightly.

Zhao Yusong saw His Highness Jiu stayed there for less than half an hour, and thought that his plan had succeeded. Although he was worried about being angered by His Highness, but with the protection of the old lady, his life would not be in danger.The legs are on Youshu's body, if he refuses to come, who can force him?Could he still knock Youshu out and throw him on the prostitute's bed?

This kind of thing is talking about breaking the sky, and I shouldn't bear the crime.Besides, His Highness Ninth Prince had already killed someone, so he must have hated him to the marrow, so naturally he wouldn't think about it for too long.Based on His Highness's disposition of not caring about anything, within half a month, he would forget about You Shu, and he was already engaged to Princess Mingzhu, so sooner or later he would be the imperial son-in-law, so his future would not be greatly affected.

With the trump card of Princess Pearl in his hand, Zhao Yusong gradually calmed down, and the mentality of waiting for a good show had overwhelmed the previous fear.However, he never expected that Youshu not only came out with all her beard and tail, but was also tightly held by the Ninth Prince with her left hand in a very intimate gesture.

The two of them would look at each other after walking for a while, and at the end they giggled, like every young man who is just in love, looking cramped and turbulent.

When walking past Zhao Yusong, Youshu gave him a casual look, not wondering why he was caught and gagged by Jingjiwei, let alone pleading for mercy.He only cares about the people he should care about, and he only cares about the people who care about himself.The Ninth Prince had a large number of adults, so he waved his hand to let the guards release him.

Zhao Yulin, who was covering his face and following behind, was quite annoyed, grabbed Zhao Yusong, and cursed in a low voice, "What a bastard! You set me up to frame Youshu! Do you know that I was almost skinned by His Highness Ninth Prince? I have a deep friendship with you and don’t care about it, but I’m never done with you! Let’s see in the future!” Hua Luo pushed him away, limped towards home, turned back as if remembering something, and sneaked into the green wax shop build.

Zhao Yusong was not interested in the matter of his second cousin, he just rubbed the strangle marks on his neck with a solemn expression.He more or less knew the temper of the Ninth Prince, if he lost his temper with him today, it would be easy to handle.If he is willing to argue with you, it means that he still thinks highly of you. If he doesn't even bother to say a word, it means that he has completely abandoned you.

The question now is, what will he do with himself?Zhao Yusong didn't know what to do, so he hired a soft sedan and hurried home to ask his father what to do, hoping that there was still room for redemption.

At the same time, You Shu and the Ninth Prince had walked out aimlessly.Now it's midsummer, the hands they held were already sweating a lot, and it felt sticky and greasy to the touch, making the boss uncomfortable, but neither of them was willing to let go first.In the end, the Ninth Prince was worried about getting the boy dirty, so he took out his left hand and wiped it on his chest, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the boy's sweaty palms, and then continued to hold it firmly.

Wandering for several hours in the cobweb-like alleys extending in all directions, even if they did nothing but simply walk, the two of them felt extremely happy.Because of their high moods, their arms pulling each other involuntarily swayed back and forth. Judging from their backs that were so close together, there was a taste of childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, and the hot air seemed to be filled with a touch of sweetness.

Xue Wangjing saw his teeth sore, and wanted to comfort himself to bear it, but unexpectedly they circled from the north to the south of the city, and from the south to the north of the city again, as if they were trapped in the alley, so he reluctantly proposed, "Your Highness , the sun is so poisonous, let's find a place to rest for a while? If Wei Chen remembers correctly, the Zhao Mansion is two streets away, why don't we go sit in Young Master Zhao's yard?"

The Ninth Prince, who hadn't held his hands enough, finally stopped and looked at the boy expectantly.

"Come on, come home with me." Youshu shook her master's arm, fully adapting to the way the two of them get along now.The former master was very dignified and very busy. When he got along with him, he always felt that there was an invisible film separating him. He thought he could pierce it, but he couldn't touch it at all.The current master is about the same age as him, and has a more cheerful temperament, so he can play around.He doesn't need to be in awe of him, but he can cling to him as much as he wants.

The Ninth Prince smiled and nodded, seemingly calm, but his pace gradually accelerated.He wanted to integrate into Youshu's life bit by bit, so naturally he had to invade his living environment first.

Mr. Zhao has served as the prime minister for three dynasties, and his position is aloof, so the structure of the Zhao family is also very majestic.The ten-mile long street, the courtyard wall of the Zhao Mansion alone occupies eight miles.The Ninth Prince was still watching with great interest at first, but when he was welcomed into the main entrance by the servants in trepidation, when he arrived at the small courtyard where the big house lived, his expression turned into restrained anger.

"You live here?" he asked, pointing to the small courtyard wall and the narrow house.

"Yes, come in quickly." Youshu never cared about foreign objects, as long as she had a house to live in, no matter how big or small it was.

Xue Wangjing was afraid that His Highness would lose his temper indiscriminately, so he hurriedly explained, "Zhao Zhizhou is the concubine of Zhao Xiangguo, so naturally he can't live in the main courtyard. The environment here is quiet, which is not bad."

The Ninth Prince stopped talking, and only glanced at Xue Wangjing with a half-smile, and then let the young man pull himself into it.Mrs. Wang went to Baolinghou's mansion to visit, Zhao Zhizhou was still outside, and there were only a few old ladies waiting in the yard.

Seeing the young master leading the Ninth Princes in, they were stunned for a moment, and then came back to their senses when the group entered the dormitory. They knelt in the yard and kowtowed a few times, then ran to find the master and madam.

It was the first time for the Ninth Prince to be a guest at someone's house, and he was still a young man infatuated in his heart. He was both nervous and excited.He looks here, touches there, and carefully straightens things up when they get crooked, just like a country boy who has never seen the world.

Xue Wangjing suppressed laughter frequently, only then realized that His Highness Ninth Prince was only 17 years old and hadn't fully grown up yet, because he was usually too moody and arrogant, which made people forget his age.

Youshu was also a little cramped. Seeing that the desk was a little messy, she hurried over to tidy it up.

"What do you usually do at home?" The Ninth Prince wanted to know more about the boy, and already had many questions in his stomach.

"Reading and writing. I read a travel book recently. I have many insights, and I have already written it down." In her previous life, Youshu was often caught by her master to check her homework. She has already developed a conditioned reflex. Behind him, like a primary school student reporting the situation to the dean.That's all, he also took out the reading notes one by one, and let the Ninth Prince look through them.

So cute?The Ninth Prince tried his best to hold back his smile, and carefully flipped through the pages one by one, but seeing Youshu's beautiful hairpin and cursive script, it was a bit unpleasant.There are many calligraphy treasures of Emperor Zongsheng preserved in the imperial family, among which he is best at Zanhua Xiaokai and Yan Ti Xingshu.In order to get rid of his influence, the Ninth Prince switched to Kuangcao when he was 15 years old.

He thought that his handwriting was already very similar to Emperor Zongsheng, but when he saw Youshu, he realized that his handwriting was exactly the same as that of Emperor Zongsheng, as if written by the same person with the same hands.Does You Shu also have sporadic memories of her previous life?Do you still remember the man who was madly in love with him all his life?

The raised corners of the Ninth Prince's mouth slowly sank, but he didn't dare to ask the doubts in his heart.It doesn't matter whether you remember or not, that unlucky ghost is dead, and the person who is with Youshu now is me, that's enough.He put down his notes and was about to express some opinions, when he heard a young man outside the door shouting in a hurry, "Master, the bamboo pole you asked your servant to make is ready, and the spider web has been wiped on, so you can go out and catch cicadas now." .”

Youshu's cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly ran out and waved at the servant, with the words "Dou Da" written on her face - go away!

"Catch it? Didn't you say that you read and write all day long?" The Ninth Prince raised one eyebrow and said with a half-smile.

Youshu couldn't tell a lie, so she couldn't speak for a while.Seeing that the battle was not right, the young man hurriedly dropped the bamboo pole and fled.At this moment, there were several piercing beeps from the drawer, as if some living things had been shut down.The Ninth Prince opened the drawer and took out a glass bottle sealed with silk cloth, with an increasingly unpredictable expression.

This appearance is exactly the same as that of the master who always caught him reading and practicing calligraphy in his previous life, and the long-lost sense of awe also surged.Youshu swallowed, and muttered, "When I'm too tired from reading, I take it out and shake it, listen to it, and relieve my fatigue. In fact, I'm not usually playful." Then she snatched Liuli, which was full of cognition, bottle, give it a few shakes.

Knowing that she was squeezed and bumped, she immediately uttered an annoyed cry, which felt a bit chilly in the hot summer.Without waiting for the master to reprimand, Youshu quickly untied the silk cloth, let the cicadas fly, and said with a blushing face, "Look, I let them go. I'll just play for a while."

It really looked like a puppy who had made a mistake and was caught by its owner on the spot. It was depressed, pitiful, but also very cute.The Ninth Prince pressed his fist to his lips, barely holding back a smile, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

Xue Wangjing and the commander of the guards looked at Fangfei Zhizhi, and then looked at His Highness who was in a happy mood. Their expressions became more and more weird, but because they were stimulated more, their tolerance increased, so they didn't say anything.

After visiting the desk, the Ninth Prince walked towards the bed, and asked suspiciously, "It's broad daylight, why is the curtain still tightly covered? But there is a big living person hidden inside?"

This was originally a joke, but Youshu's reaction was so violent that she rushed over in two or three steps, trying to block the master's way.The Ninth Prince's expression was cold for a moment, and then he quickly restrained himself. He brushed him away with one hand, and lifted the curtain with the other, with murderous aura in his eyes.

Xue Wangjing and the commander of the guards were ready to "catch the rape in bed", stepped forward, looked in boldly, and then let out a sudden breath.There is nothing in the tent except a pillow, a quilt, and a mattress.Why is Youshu so nervous?It made them suffer too!The two were about to pat their chests when they saw a few small black beetles swaying out. Looking carefully, there were more than a dozen or twenty crawling inside the curtain. The scene was quite creepy.

The Ninth Prince's mood was ups and downs, happy and sad, and he hadn't calmed down yet.He wiped his stiff face, and said hesitantly, "You, in the tent, keep bugs?" Don't you feel sick and scared?

In the last days, there are not only zombies, but also mutated plants and insects. You have never seen any monsters before, so how can you be afraid of a few beetles?But when his little secret was discovered, he still felt ashamed, pinched his earlobe and said softly, "It's not what you think."

Xue Wangjing was most afraid of little bugs, so he folded his arms tightly and stared at him strangely.

Youshu couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so she pushed her master onto the couch, and lay down herself, saying, "They are fireflies, you catch them at night and put them in the tent, and you can see the stars. The stars fly around like a firefly. You can pick it up with your hand, the scene is very beautiful, do you understand?"

The Ninth Prince stared at the boy's eyes that were brighter than the stars, and nodded.He thought, the most beautiful and bright star in the world has already been picked by himself.

It turned out to be a firefly?Thinking of the dots of beauty dancing like streamers in the night, the nausea before dissipated in an instant.Xue Wangjing nodded suddenly, knowing more about the simple and childlike nature of the young man.Getting along with such a person is undoubtedly relaxed and pleasant, and you can get many surprises every day.Your Highness, he really has some vision.

The Ninth Prince also found it very fresh and interesting, pretending to stretch out his arms casually, hugged the boy into his arms, and said slowly, "They don't shine during the day?"

"No, it will be at night." Youshu felt a little regretful.He really wanted to lie down with his master and watch artificial stars.

The Ninth Prince's eyes darkened, and he began to think about building a mansion outside. It is best to choose next door to Zhao's mansion, separated from Youshu by a courtyard wall, and open a small door. You can meet at any time if you want, and you can lie down at night. A quilt... Thinking about it, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

It took Youshu a long time to realize that the master was already asleep, and was about to shake him awake, but Xue Wangjing stopped him, "No, please don't! Young Master Zhao, please let His Highness sleep for a while."

His voice was extremely low, and his expression was rare and cautious, as if this was a big event.Although Youshu felt weird, she didn't ask any more questions, and nodded slightly to express her understanding.He quietly and gently wrapped his arms around his master, buried his face in his arms, and sighed contentedly.

After 600 years, I finally returned to you.