Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

The hot summer is coming to an end, and the first rain after the beginning of autumn is coming.

Gu Shaobai lay his head on the sound of the rain, and stayed up all night. He was startled by Mu Qingfeng's last words and jumped all night. He didn't fall asleep until the rain stopped. This sleep, he slept until lunch time.

It wasn't until someone called him in front of the bed for a long time that he opened his sleepy eyes, "Uncle Zhou, don't you just leave tomorrow?"

Zhou Ping said, "My lord wants me to call the young master to his room."

Like to stay in bed and lack of sleep, Gu Shaobai walked into Mu Qingfeng's room as if he had stepped on two balls of cotton, knelt down and kowtowed, "Greetings to the prince."

"Get up." Mu Qingfeng was eating lunch.

Gu Shaobai got up limply and patted the dirt on his knees.

"Did the third son figure it out last night?" Mu Qingfeng asked looking at his dark circles.

Gu Shaobai wanted to roll his eyes at first, but halfway through the roll he found that the man was staring at him, so his eyes immediately turned into a strange and affectionate one, "Caomin...uh... Shaobai figured it out."

"Huh? What do you want to understand?" Mu Qingfeng listened patiently.

"Your Highness is high above you. Shaobai is just an ant. How can you shake a towering tree? It's not because Shaobai is willing to gamble, but because you have no choice...Your Highness has the hands to turn clouds and rain, but the Gu family is not a boat that rides wind and waves. If you don't mind , Shaobai is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse."

What he said was sincere, but Mu Qingfeng couldn't see the slightest sincerity in his eyes. What kind of effort is it? It's pure nonsense. If you can grind an iron rod into a needle in one night, then you've seen hell.

He smiled slightly, "What is the work of a dog and a horse, including...to please the king?"

Gu Shaobai's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile, "Of course including, pretending to be a dog and a horse, as the prince is happy..."

Mu Qingfeng smiled and said, "You know this king didn't mean that."

Gu Shaobai looked around at the guards on the left and right, with surprise on his face, "What does the prince mean?"

——I don't believe it anymore, what kind of self-degrading words can you say in front of so many people!

Mu Qingfeng said casually, "You don't need to pretend to be a dog or a horse, just Jia Fan is enough!"

fuck you!It was the first time in Gu Sangong's life that he scolded someone, but he scolded with his intestines. In front of a table of delicious breakfast, his stomach properly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Mu Qingfeng raised his chin, "Sit down and eat."

Gu Shaobai discovered that there was actually a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

He sat down with his hungry stomach in his hands, curled his lips in secret, he was really big-faced and arrogant, looking at the colorful and delicious food on the table, even the cups, plates and dishes were all made in official kilns for the imperial court The special offerings immediately give this simple and vulgar inn with four white walls a sense of splendor and glory.

Mu Qingfeng put a siu mai in his mouth, chewing slowly.

The siu mai was a little far away, and Gu Shaobai stretched out his arms to pinch it with a shy face. It must be pork stuffing. He put it in his mouth happily, and the next second, the soaring taste lingered half a circle between his mouth and mouth. Before turning enough, he stretched his neck and forcibly swallowed the esophagus—mutton and scallions!

Mutton and scallions, the two foods he hates the most, are actually mixed together!

He picked up the tea and poured three full cups before suppressing the desire between his teeth that made him retch.If it wasn't for his strong willpower, he could directly spray the face of the opposite person.

He picked up the chopsticks and looked at the colorful dishes on the table again. When he was really looking for the goal, he realized that among the seven or eight dishes, none of them could be eaten by him!

Although Gu Shaobai is greedy, he is only greedy for what he likes to eat. He has been picky about food since he was a child, and he picks food so shockingly that he divides it into different categories.For example, don’t eat black beans, black sesame, and black fungus for black ones; don’t eat carrots, red peppers, and tomatoes for red ones; don’t eat onions, ginger, garlic, and coriander that have peculiar smells...

Look at the table full of dishes again, cold black fungus, roasted mutton with carrots, stewed pork knuckle with black beans... The most disgusting thing is that there is also a fried red pepper with tomatoes and coriander. Is there anyone who cooks like this? In Gu Shaobai's eyes, this Where is a table of delicacies, it is clearly a pot of garbage hodgepodge!

"Third son..."

"Huh?" Gu Shaobai agreed, always feeling that when he yelled these three words, he felt a bad feeling of sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet.

"Are you dissatisfied with the food?" Mu Qingfeng asked lazily after eating up a basket of siu mai.

"Uh... no..."

Not dissatisfied, but want to turn the table!

"Why doesn't that man move his chopsticks?" Mu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

The resentment in Gu Shaobai's heart can turn chopsticks into grievances, "I'm not hungry..."

"Oh? You don't seem to have eaten breakfast, do you?"

"I... lose weight..." Gu Shaobai gritted his teeth, he definitely did it on purpose.

Mu Qingfeng stood up, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and threw it on the table. He seemed to be full, and smiled and said to Gu Shaobai, who was thin and wooden, "Actually, it's just right now. If you reduce it, you will hurt me." It's..."

Gu Shaobai: "..." I want to fuck.

Gu Shaobai went back to his room holding his empty stomach, which he still sang happily from time to time, wanting to starve himself to death.He took out a piece of hawthorn candy, looked at it and put it back again. When he was hungry, the hawthorn candy would only make his saliva secrete more and make him feel more hungry!That little saliva still helps to carry the hunger!

As a result, before he fainted from hunger, he was asked to do the same work as a dog and accompany the prince out for food.

Gu Shaobai silently followed out the back door of the inn, feeling that the most miserable thing in the world is to eat on an empty stomach!

Mu Qingfeng only brought Leng Dong with him as a bodyguard, and both of them changed into casual clothes.

There is only one not-so-spacious street in this unknown town. Just after noon, the street is lined with stalls of various colors, and the noise of selling is endless. Occasionally, there are scattered grocery stores among them. Amidst the noise of selling, it looks much more depressed. .

Unexpectedly, there were a lot of people on the small streets of the town, and people came and went to the point of crowding each other.

Leng Dong inquired, and then told Mu Qingfeng that today is the town's once-a-month temple fair.

There is only one temple in a radius of ten miles, and it is at the end of this street. On this day of each month, that is, the first day of the first month, the old abbot of the temple will hold a prayer ceremony. Therefore, on this day, faithful men and women from all over the world will come .

Seizing the business opportunities, many small vendors spontaneously formed temple fairs.

From Gu Shaobai and Mu Qingfeng's point of view, the sales are nothing more than red, willow and green, cheap and unsightly things, but for the villagers in the mountains, it is already a very rare event.

Gu Shaobai was infected by the lively atmosphere, and his mood also became joyful. While walking, suddenly his palms became hot, and his right hand was gently held by a person.

He looked sideways, Mu Qingfeng smiled, and looked ahead, as if he hadn't done anything.

This smile drew a beautiful arc on his slightly flirtatious lips, and even the usually sharp and sharp outline seemed to have smoothed the edges and corners, revealing a radiant, introverted, tender and soft core.

Gu Shaobai sighed secretly, with him like this, he couldn't harden his heart and pull out the hand that had already warmed him, so he pretended to be ignorant and walked this part of the road with him.

When a burst of strong fragrance came, Gu Shaobai seemed to be out of his body. At this moment, he seemed to be floating on a hot iron pot, watching those crystal clear and white wontons turning out their transparent and dazzling bodies. posture.

He swallowed, summoned his soul back, turned his head and said, "Wang... Boss Wang...", remembering Mu Qingfeng's warning not to reveal his identity before going out, he almost bit off the tip of his tongue.

"Huh? Boss Wang..." Mu Qingfeng chuckled, then relieved, "Master Gu, tell me..."

"I want to invite you to eat wontons." Gu Shaobai's eyes could not be called insincere, and his tone couldn't be called flattering.

Mu Qingfeng frowned, "But, I just had dinner..." Glancing at the disappointment in the third young master's eyes, he said again, "However, I can eat with you..."

Gu Shaobai immediately found an empty table and sat down. His gratitude was beyond words. It wasn't until Mu Qingfeng looked at him with a smile that he suddenly realized that he had been holding that hand so tightly that he was sweating from being pinched. up.

He let go of his hand with a red face, and looked at the steaming water in the pot speechlessly, feeling that it was not the iron pot that was put on the fire but himself.

A bowl of wontons with thin skin and big stuffing was placed on the table with soup and water, Gu Shaobai finally asked politely, "Are you really not going to eat it, do you want to try it?"

Mu Qingfeng picked up the only spoon in the bowl, scooped up a small wonton, put it near his mouth and blew gently, just when Gu Shaobai thought he was being teased by him again, he stretched out his hand with a hint of temptation The spoon of human fragrance was placed in front of him without warning.

He suddenly became at a loss, smelling the fragrance, he didn't open his mouth, he didn't open his mouth, and he turned into a mud tire in embarrassment.

Mu Qingfeng said softly, "Eat..."

"This way... okay...", if Gu Shaobai hadn't been panicking from hunger, he would have already crawled into the cracks in the ground.

Mu Qingfeng stopped talking, but stretched out his hand stubbornly. In a short time, the bustling crowd around him turned into silent backs. Gu Shaobai went up the river in the grotesque and blurred scene, and he could find out what he had been obsessed with with his fingers. The tenderness and sweetness that we both forget.

That kind of admiration is like a dandelion rising in the wind, its soft fluff follows the footsteps of the wind, no matter where it goes, it is willing...

The time was stretched infinitely, under Mu Qingfeng's deep and sea-like gaze, Gu Shaobai still opened his mouth, no matter how many defenses he put in, he couldn't prevent the injury from the inside out.

The sunshine in early autumn is exceptionally bright, and the sky washed by water is infinitely high.

As if they had a tacit understanding, one fed and the other ate, until the bottom of the bowl of wontons was drained, leaving half a bowl of cloudy soup and floating coriander powder.

Gu Shaobai was dumbfounded, it turned out that he knew he didn't eat coriander.

"Are you kidding me at noon?" Gu Shaobai was full and confident.

Mu Qingfeng pursed his lips and did not answer, but picked up the bowl and poured the remaining soup into his mouth.

Leng Dong, who stood beside him, was really frozen.He suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, otherwise how could he have seen a scene that was impossible even in his dreams, so that he couldn't hand over a clean handkerchief in time for His Excellency to wipe his mouth.As a result, the prince stretched out his sleeve to wipe Gu Shaobai's mouth, and then wiped his own mouth with his sleeve.

Gu Shaobai was even more sad than him, he gently tugged on Mu Qingfeng, and winked at him with a blushing face.

It was only then that Mu Qingfeng realized that there was a circle of spectators standing around with wood carvings and clay sculptures like Leng Dong's. The prince stood up and clasped his fists in the face of danger, and said with a gracious smile, "Accept, accept."

Then, he pulled Gu Shaobai out of the encirclement.

Gu Shaobai has no interest in eating at all, he wants to step into the bed and shrink himself up, and then he can lie to himself, a dream, a dream, smooth hair, don't be afraid!

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Poor little sufferer!I'm sorry dears, let me send out a small grain of candy first!