Wangwangzhi Never Miss You

Half a month later, the week-long "Summer Festival" in Neon Continent kicked off every summer.This year's "Summer Festival" was held in Qingguo Capital City in Dongdu District.Over the past few days, missions from various countries have arrived in the capital of Qingguo one after another.

With the decline of Qingguo's national power, Qingguo has not held large-scale recreational activities such as the "Summer Festival" that would consume a lot of money for many years.The rich and powerful Ice Emperor next door has been stealing the limelight from other countries for several years.But this year, Qingguo, whose finances are a little looser, obviously doesn't want to be overwhelmed by the Ice Emperor next door.

For the common people of Qingguo, especially those half-grown children, it is naturally quite good to be able to hold the "Summer Festival" at their doorstep.But for Yajiujinren, the seventh-rank guard with a knife who was mainly in charge of patrolling the streets of the capital of Qingguo, who had only been in office for more than half a year, was about to collapse.

It's so annoying, there are too many people on the street, they don't know where they came from, and it keeps him busy from morning till night.

"Ajiujin, hurry up, there is another fight ahead." Qianshi Qingchun who got the news hurried over from a distance, while running and waving at Yakujinren, he still didn't forget to look around, look Are there any cute girls nearby?

"Don't order me!" Akutsujin's temper is not very good, not to mention that because of the "Summer Festival" event, the workload has doubled directly, so that he has not been able to enjoy his favorite chestnut cake for several days , the bad mood can be imagined.

But no matter how bad the mood is, Akutsuhito, who is in charge, still has to rush to the scene as soon as possible when various security situations occur.It's a pity that this time, Yajiu Jinjin and Qianshi Qingchun rushed to catch up, but they were still a step late.When they arrived at the scene of the accident, the conflict was basically over, and the fighting parties had been separated by their companions.

But things will not end there.Especially after Ya Jiujinren knew who the two parties in the fight were, he only felt his brain tighten, and suddenly he had the consciousness of "heaven will kill him".

On the losing side, only half of the face can barely see people. As for the other half, it is as swollen as the big white flour steamed buns provided by the yamen that Ya Jiujin ate at noon. , will never subside.And this person, after Qianshi Qingchun inquired about it, vaguely learned that he was the prince Kirihara Akaya who was born of the Lihai Empire.

As for the one who won, even though he won the battle, he fell into a coma.At the very first moment, he was hurriedly rushed over after hearing about this matter, and was picked up by Bu Er Zhou Zhu, the eldest son of the General Protector's family.Although this person was taken away, as a seventh-rank guard with a knife patrolling the streets of the capital of Qingguo all day long, Ya Jiujinren had seen that kid more than once.Even, there was a small conflict with that kid before.

This person is no one else, but His Royal Highness Echizen Ryoma, the prince of Qingguo who likes to sneak out of the palace and visits the palace in secret .

Both sides are nobles, even after many inquiries, I found out that the matter was originally from the Lihai Empire, and the prince Kirihara took the lead in provoking, and the prince Echizen, who happened to pass by, listened.Then there was a disagreement, and they competed in martial arts in front of a large audience. No matter which one was slightly better, it was still a rhythm that would bring disaster to Chiyu every minute.

On this day, Bu Er Zhou Zhu entered the palace to meet the regent.In the side hall, Tezuka Kunimitsu summoned Fuji Shusuke.

"Zhou Zhu, how long has it been since you and I played chess like this?" The atmosphere in the side hall was a bit dignified, except for the occasional slight crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the chessboard.In the middle of the chess game, when the black and white pieces on the chessboard were in a stalemate, Tezuka Kunimitsu spoke first and broke the silence.

"Your Highness is usually busy with government affairs, so it's rare to have spare time to play chess." Fuji Zhouzhu stated unhurriedly.

"Zhou Zhuyou... Are you blaming the lonely king?"

"Wei Chen dare not."

"Hmph!" Tezuka Kunimitsu threw the white chess piece in his hand into the chess box beside him.

Your Highness? !Weichen? !

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his eyes and looked at Fuji Shusuke who was kneeling in front of him, facing his obvious anger and still maintaining a flat Fuji Shusuke.Such a distant and respectful response, Tezuka Kunimitsu no longer remembers when it started.But the person in front of him is his!Happily...

Tezuka Kunimitsu suppressed the anger in his heart, and with his usual cold tone, he said, "Yesterday, the envoy of the Lihai Empire handed over a document, saying that he wanted to form a friendship with Qin and Jin with the Qing Kingdom."

Fuji Shusuke, who habitually squinted his eyes, frowned slightly.

"Zhou Zhu, you're not curious at all?" Tezuka Kunimitsu saw that Fuji Zhou Zhu didn't say a word, and he felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, "It seems...Zhou Zhu, you really have a close personal relationship with that virtuous prince from Lihai."

"In the capital city of Qingguo, or in Lihai, to me, what's the difference..." But they are all pawns controlled by others.

"So, Zhou Zhu, you don't want to marry that virtuous king's son?" Tezuka Kunimitsu could naturally guess the second half of Fujisuke's unfinished sentence, and he just raised his eyebrows slightly, still unaware What's the problem.As a citizen of Qingguo, who was married to his fingertips, he should have given everything to revitalize Qingguo.

"The ninth day of the next month is an auspicious day for marriage. But before that, the lonely king wants Zhou Zhu to do something within his ability..."

Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes in an instant, his ice blue eyes looked at the man he had followed for 20 years in front of him, his left hand hidden under the wide sleeve involuntarily clenched into a fist, his neatly manicured nails hurt palm.

"My minister respectfully obeys the will of the Regent." Fujisuke bowed his head, bowed and stretched respectfully to Tezuka Kunimitsu, and then stood up and exited the side hall.

The icy blue eyes showed a cold light that had never been seen before, and there was a bit of anger vaguely.

At night, in a farm on the outskirts of Qingguo's capital city, perhaps it was near the middle of the month, and the moon missing a piece in the sky was bright and bright.The farm was silent, except for the occasional crickets in the grass, and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.Some dimly lit lanterns shone dimly.

Bu Er Zhou Zhu was sitting on a round stone bench in the courtyard, a jug of wine and two white jade wine glasses were placed on the stone table in front of him.Obviously waiting for someone.

It was the third watch, and there was a faint sound of beating watch in the distance, and there seemed to be a sound of clothes and fabrics rubbing against each other outside the courtyard.But after a while, a figure easily climbed over the wall and came straight in front of Fuji Shusuke.

A wide cloak fell from the sky, covering Fujisuke's body with the familiar fragrance of flowers and warm body temperature.

"The cold dew has passed, so I'm not afraid of the wind and evil entering the body." Seiichi Yukimura carefully helped Fujisuke put on the cloak before sitting down.

Fujisuke raised his hand to pick up the jug in front of him, and poured wine for Yukimura Seichi and himself.

"Last time you invited me to drink 'Pear Blossom Drunk', today I will return it to you."

Yukimura Seichi glanced at the half cup of rice wine in front of him, and did not drink it in a hurry.

"What? Are you afraid that I will poison the wine?" Fuji Shusuke let out a chuckle.

Poison?Yukimura Seiichi naturally didn't believe it, and his "invulnerability to a hundred poisons" is a secret that only a few of his cronies know, his Zhou Zhu must have already noticed it.

"Zhou Zhu, you haven't told me that this wine has a name." Yukimura Seichi picked up the wine cup, and drank the warm rice wine in the cup in one gulp.

In all fairness, Yukimura Seichi doesn't like rice wine very much, even if it is mild, the taste is still a little sweet.

"In Jishan in the south of the Yangtze River, the local people will brew wine whenever their daughters are born, and then put the brewed wine into a pottery and bury it under the big tree in their yard. When the daughter grows up and gets married, So he dug out the wine jar that had been buried for more than ten years, and entertained the guests." Fuji Zhou Zhu said unhurriedly.

"So... this is 'Daughter Red'?" Seiichi Yukimura frowned slightly, looking at Fuji Shusuke, who looked extraordinarily soft against the dual light of the still bright moonlight and the dim candlelight of the lantern, for some reason , there is always an ethereal and illusory sense of distance.

As for "Nuerhong", Yukimura Seichi naturally knew about this wine, and even knew that Mrs. Fuji was born in Jishan, Jiangnan.Moreover, when Mrs. Fuji was pregnant with her eldest son, she always thought that this child was another daughter, so the impatient General Fuji brewed the wine herself early.

"You know, Ashi, if the daughter of the family unfortunately dies halfway, this wine... what kind of wine is it?"

"Huh?" Seiichi Yukimura, who immediately realized something was wrong, stood up from the stone bench suddenly, hugged Fujisuke in his arms, grabbed the wrist, and put his fingers on it.

"Sorry, I'm going to miss the appointment." Scarlet blood slowly flowed down from the corner of Fujisuke's mouth.

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Easter eggs

Midwinter? The mansion of the virtuous prince, as warm as spring? The main house

The skin, which is as delicate as white jade, is gently brushed by a fluffy brush outside the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks.The fluffy pen spun a few times between the flat lower abdomen, then went all the way down, and finally stopped on the soles of the feet.Rao Zhouzhu is not afraid of itching, even facing such a seemingly invisible punishment, he is a little bit overwhelmed.

"Ashi..." Fuji Zhouzhu twisted his body uncomfortably, and immediately chose to beg for mercy, "I really know I was wrong."

"Since you know you are wrong, then accept the punishment obediently!" Yukimura Seichi, who has endured for more than three months, almost a hundred days, tossed the fluffy brush in his hand aside, and then bullied himself. The restless "daughter-in-law" of "going to the house to expose the roof tiles after three days without tidying up" is under her body.

Hey, actually, every time it is said that it is punishment, I don't know which side is more tortured.