The morning sun of crossing

Seeing that his uncle didn't know, Wen Chenxu took a fruit and squeezed it, then turned his head subconsciously.

Holding his hand holding the fruit, Chu Chengchen motioned him to look up.

"Huh! It's actually green!" The fruit facing the light turned green. Wen Chenxu couldn't help but retracted his hand and took a bite of the fruit.

Sure enough, after biting it open, I saw that the inside of the fruit was all green except for a layer of red skin on the outside.

After biting off two fruits and eating them, Wen Chenxu, who was overwhelmed by the novelty, grabbed another one and stuffed it into the mouth of the person behind him.

Seeing his nephew's actions, and seeing the emperor eating the fruit with a smile, the smile on Xu Qingcang's face faded, and he couldn't help frowning.

Such an intimate move is no longer an ordinary relationship, okay?

The emperor is the emperor after all, Xu Qingcang did not dare to be too presumptuous when facing him, but he has already paid attention in his heart, and is ready to have a good talk with his nephew when he leaves.

After having an idea in his mind, Xu Qingcang didn't say anything else for the time being, except for occasionally chatting with his nephew with a smile, and even seeing the emperor's closeness to his nephew.

The three of them were sitting in the pavilion eating melon and fruit snacks and chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious for a while.

Originally, he planned to endure it until the emperor left him and then talked with his nephew alone, but after seeing the emperor brought a cup of tea to his nephew, Xu Qingcang found that he couldn't bear it any longer. .

He has never used a cup with his nephew, even the emperor can't stand it!

"Didn't you say you want to visit the garden? What's the point of sitting here all the time." After Xu Qingcang finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to hug his nephew back into the wheelchair.

After being snatched from his hand once, Chu Chengchen couldn't have been unprepared. When he stretched out his hand, he hugged the person and turned his lower body to avoid his movement.

"Do you want to continue sitting here or go for a stroll?" Chu Chengchen asked with his head lowered.

Wen Chenxu didn't care, but seeing that his uncle wanted to go shopping, he said, "Then go shopping."

Chu Chengchen naturally had no objection to his choice, he held him up and put him gently in the wheelchair.

"It's time to eat in a while, so let's not eat the fruit." Chu Chengchen put the plate half full of bizi in his hand back on the stone table.

Wen Chenxu, who hadn't eaten enough of the sweet green fruit, followed his hand to look at the table with some reluctance to see him take his gaze away.

Seeing his nephew's expression, the unprincipled good uncle couldn't help but said: "A plate of fruit is not much, and it won't take up much of your stomach. Let Xiao Xu eat it if he wants to."

Hearing his uncle speak for him, Wen Chenxu nodded in agreement. He eats slowly, although he has only eaten half a plate of fruit since he just ate.

Seeing him looking at him with an expectant expression, Chu Chengchen said: "If you like it, I'll send another basket, but I can't eat it now."

Half a plate of fruit and a basket of fruit, anyone with a brain knows how to choose.

Seeing his bright eyes and nodding obediently, Chu Chengchen smiled and patted his head, "Be good!"

The nephew looked obedient, but he was not facing him. Xu Qingcang put his hand on the wheelchair and made a gesture to push him out.

Glancing at him, Chu Chengchen didn't say anything about it, but stood beside the wheelchair instead.

So, the three started with Chu Shengchen, Wen Chenxu who was sitting in a wheelchair pulled his sleeve, and Xu Qingcang pushed the wheelchair out of the pavilion at the end.

Xu Qingcang, who originally thought he had snatched control of the wheelchair and was very happy, watched his nephew pull the emperor's sleeve with a little dependence, and looked up and smiled at him from time to time, and couldn't help but feel stuffy again.

Instantly felt that he shouldn't have gone to Xijiang in the first place!

After walking around the garden, it was soon noon, and Xu Qingcang pushed the wheelchair back to the yard along the corridor.

In the hall in the yard, there were servants who had set up sumptuous dishes on the table before they entered.

When eating, seeing the emperor helping his nephew to pick up vegetables, Xu Qingcang not to be outdone, put down his own chopsticks and took a pair of male chopsticks to pick up his favorite dishes for his nephew.

"Xiao Xu eat more, you will lose weight when uncle is not in the capital."

No matter how good the mood is, seeing other people being so attentive to his sweetheart, even his uncle Chu Chengchen would be very concerned, so the chopsticks that were going to be put down continued to cover the vegetables that Xu Qingcang had picked up.

At first, Wen Chenxu happily ate the dishes they picked up, but when he saw that he couldn't eat as fast as they picked up, and when a small hill gradually piled up in the bowl, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to block the bowl and reminded: "Uncle, Xuanyao is enough!"

Chu Chengchen put down his chopsticks, put a bowl of soup by his hand, and said, "No rush, take your time."

Glancing at the soup in his nephew's hand, Xu Qingcang secretly hated himself for taking a step too late, and then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat.

Holding a spoon and drinking two mouthfuls of soup, Wen Chenxu looked at the full bowl, picked up a piece of fish carefully, and put it in the bowl of the person beside him, "Xuanyao eats fish."

Chu Chengchen happily picked up the fish and put it into his mouth, "It's delicious."

As the emperor, Chu Chengchen's meals were naturally refined, and the dishes served to him were naturally peeled and punctured.

It was also because of this that when Wen Chenxu went out to eat one time, he found that he liked to eat fish but he didn't move the fish because he couldn't pick fish bones, so he picked the fish bones and gave him the fish meat, and kept this in his heart .

After removing the bones from half of the fish and putting them in his bowl, Wen Chenxu put a few pieces of duck meat into the bowl of the person on the other side, "Uncle eats duck."

Xu Qingcang, who was a little depressed at first and felt that his nephew would not kiss him, also became happy, "Xiao Xu's sandwiches are delicious!"

Wen Chenxu smiled and picked a lot for him, then bowed his head and started to eat seriously.

After a meal, Wen Chenxu basically didn't reach out his hand except to help them pick up the food, and he was also full because the bowl was constantly filling up.

Turning from the table to sit on the couch, Chu Chengchen felt distressed and rubbed his stomach with the uncomfortable person half-armed.

Wen Chenxu, who was frowning, hummed twice following his movements, and slowly let go of his eyebrows.

Seeing his nephew's uncomfortable appearance, Xu Qingcang, who regretted serving him too much food, stood aside and asked, "Xiao Xu, why don't uncle find a doctor for you?"

"I'll be fine in a while, don't go to the doctor." Wen Chenxu pursed his lips and said.

"Uncle is very strong, let uncle rub it for you." Xu Qingcang said again.

Chu Chengchen, who had been focusing on the expressions of the people around him and helped him rub his stomach, glanced at him when he heard this.

Seeing the gentle movement of his hands, Xu Qingcang, who was a little inexplicable at first, coughed dryly when he thought of what he said just now.

It's not a big deal to eat too much, Wen Chenxu looked at his uncle's worried look, and was moved and a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, please sit down, I'm fine." Wen Chenxu, whose stomach was no longer so uncomfortable but was somewhat comfortable rubbed by the warm palm, leaned on the person next to him, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that his brows were relaxed, he was indeed not as uncomfortable as before, so Xu Qingcang sat down on the chair below as he said.

After a while, seeing that his nephew seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, Xu Qingcang stood up and walked over, lowering his voice and said: "Xiao Xu has already fallen asleep, I don't dare to bother the emperor anymore, I send him back to the room to rest. "

Because he slowly changed his posture just now and leaned his forehead on his shoulder, Chu Chengchen could only see the tip of his nose and delicate chin when he looked down.

Hearing that he was asleep at this time, Chu Chengchen didn't hand him over, but reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Chen Xu wake up..."

Seeing that the emperor would rather wake up his nephew than let him take him to rest, although Xu Qingcang couldn't say anything, he couldn't help frowning.

"Well……"

Wen Chenxu, who was not yet fully asleep, half-opened his eyes, looked at him and yawned, "I'm so sleepy."

"Let's not go to sleep just after eating." Chu Chengchen helped him sit up, took a glass of warm water and brought it to his lips.

After opening his mouth and taking two sips of water, Wen Chenxu was not so sleepy anymore, he sat up straight and stretched while feeling a little sore in his body.

"Let's sit in the yard and read a book before going to rest." Chu Chengchen got off the couch first, and carried him out.

Xu Qingcang followed, and stopped when he saw the emperor sitting on a strange swing-like thing under the big tree with his nephew in his arms.

There is nothing in his nephew that he can plot, Xu Qingcang really can't figure out why the emperor is so kind to his nephew.

The two people on the swing kept their heads together and read for a long time, and Xu Qingcang, who was not far away, stood there for a long time with deep thoughts in his eyes.

When he came back to his senses and found that the swing was shaking slightly and there was no one on it, Xu Qingcang turned his head and saw the emperor entering the room with his nephew in his arms.

Walking to the door in three steps at a time, Xu Qingcang saw his nephew lying on the bed. Xu Qingcang glanced at the emperor who seemed to be about to rest here, and sat directly in front of the table.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning is already self-evident.

After all, he is the sweetheart's uncle, and Chu Chengchen is willing to give him some face. Therefore, seeing him sitting at the table with a blank face and looking at the bed, Chu Chengchen stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the person on the bed, and said in a low voice: "have a good rest."

Wen Chenxu, who had been sleepy for a long time, hummed to him with a smile, and then closed his eyes.

Seeing that the emperor turned and left after finishing speaking, Xu Qingcang was inexplicably relieved.

After sitting for a while, Xu Qingcang found that his nephew was fast asleep, walked to the bed and glanced at him, sighed vaguely, went out and sat in the yard.

Chu Chengchen has always been an emperor. Although he compromised once for Wen Chenxu's sake at noon, it doesn't mean he will always compromise.In addition, he was leaving after dinner, so when Xu Qingcang interposed between him and Wen Chenxu in the afternoon, Chu Chengchen directly ordered him to leave the courtyard.

"Why did you ask uncle to go out?" Wen Chenxu asked puzzled.

"He was sitting in the yard when you just fell asleep, and until now, I think he should also go to rest for a while." Chu Chengchen said lightly.

Wen Chenxu asked strangely: "What is uncle doing sitting in the yard all this time?"

"Maybe it's because you ate too much and felt uncomfortable, so he's worried." Chu Chengchen said casually.

"Uncle really, he still doesn't believe me even though I'm fine." Wen Chenxu laughed, with warmth in his tone.

When Xu Qingcang wasn't here, Chu Chengchen hugged him intimately. After he asked, he told him about Chu Rui's situation, and then couldn't help but kiss the corner of his raised lips.

Wen Chenxu, who was so itchy on the face and heart after being kissed, turned his head and kissed him hard on the lips.

"When uncle is busy, I will go to the palace to see Ruirui." Wen Chenxu said.

"Just to see Chu Rui?" Chu Chengchen stroked his lips with his thumb.

He obviously wasn't embarrassed when he kissed him just now, but Wen Chenxu couldn't help blushing when he touched his lips like this, and pulled his hand to hold it behind him and said, "Of course it's up to you!"

After staying in the courtyard until dusk, after having breakfast with him, Chu Chengchen pulled him and exchanged a deep kiss before returning to the palace.

The next day, Xu Qingcang entered Wen Chenxu's yard early in the morning and went directly to his room.

Wen Chenxu, who just got up and finished washing, saw him smile, "Good morning, uncle!"

"Morning!" After replying, Xu Qingcang glanced at the room and said: "Go and have breakfast first, and uncle will tell you later."

Some were curious about what his uncle was going to say to him, so Wen Chenxu asked curiously after going to eat breakfast with him: "Uncle, what do you want to tell me?"

Pushing him to the yard, Xu Qingcang picked him up and put him on the swing, and sat in his wheelchair himself.

Holding the ropes on both sides to shake the swing gently, Wen Chenxu waited patiently.

"Xiao Xu, promise uncle that even if you see the emperor again in the future, you will not be as casual as yesterday, let alone feed the emperor casually." Xu Qingcang said seriously.

Unexpectedly, he would say this to himself, Wen Chenxu was a little surprised, "Why?"

"The emperor is the emperor after all, as you did yesterday, it is disrespectful. As for food, you can't give it to the emperor at will. Otherwise, if something happens to the emperor because of the food you feed, it will be a great crime that will implicate the whole family."

Wen Chenxu frowned, "But Xuanyao and I are...friends!"

"The emperor has no friends." Xu Qingcang said.

"It's so lonely without friends." Wen Chenxu pursed his lower lip, glanced at him and said, "Does uncle not like me being 'friends' with Xuanyao?"

"Yes!" Xu Qingcang said seriously and affirmatively.

Hearing this, Wen Chenxu became a little distressed. He wanted to say that he liked Xuanyao, but he couldn't say it when he saw his uncle's serious face.

Seeing that he was silent, Xu Qingcang patted him on the shoulder and said reassuringly: "You have a good friend like Pang Zhi, and you can make many friends with different personalities in the future. These uncles don't care about you, but the emperor really doesn't care about you." Good for being friends."

"Xuanyao is fine." Hearing what he said, Wen Chenxu couldn't help but say.

"Yes, he is a good emperor, uncle admits this." Xu Qingcang misunderstood him and smiled to comfort him.

Today I just raised this issue first, Xu Qingcang believes that as long as he talks about it a few more times, the relationship between his nephew and the emperor will gradually become distant.