The Drunkenness of the White Fox Lying in the Arms of Two Kings

Yuhu touched the wreath on his head, looked at Ling Xuan's eyes, smiled, and said, "How could you make this up?"

"I learned it when I was a child, how is it?" Ling Xuan patted the grass clippings on his hands and stood up and said.

"It's unbelievable that you, a prince, can make up this." Yuhu said with a smile, and walked down the boulder with Ling Xuan.

"A nanny taught me when I was young, and I learned it because it was fun." Ling Xuan said as he walked.

"Did you often make it up for others when you were young?" Yuhu said, picking a few chrysanthemums at random.

"You think I'm a prince who weaves wreaths for people at will?" Ling Xuan turned his head and smiled softly at Yuhu, and said, "I made it for my mother when I was young, but my mother said that this kind of thing is too vulgar, and I didn't even touch it. Throw it away." At this point, Ling Xuan's face showed a trace of bitterness.

Yuhu blinked, pulled Ling Xuan, and said, "Then you teach me, I want to learn."

Ling Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he walked behind Yuhu, stopped Yuhu from behind, and taught him by hand, saying: "It's very simple to make up this. On this root, just twist it like this again..." Ling Xuan taught earnestly, and Yuhu listened carefully, completely unaware of how beautiful the two of them are surrounded by this sea of ​​flowers.

"No, it's finished like this." Ling Xuan said with a smile on his lips, Yuhu turned around, put the wreath in his hand on Ling Xuan's head, and said, "This way you have it too, haha." After finishing speaking Then he walked straight to the hut in front of him.

Ling Xuan took off the wreath from his head, looked at Yuhu's back and chased after him with a smile, and said, "How dare you play tricks on me, the prince, let's see how I deal with you..."

"I'm your uncle, what do you want!" Yuhu looked back and said arrogantly, then turned and ran towards the house.

Ling Xuan hugged Yuhu in his arms within a few steps, and said, "Uncle Huang, my nephew has caught you, so don't try to run away this time." After speaking, he pecked Yuhu's small face .

Yuhu looked back and smiled, opened his mouth and bit Ling Xuan's face, leaving a shallow tooth mark, and said: "Uncle Huang can bite."

"I just like this kind of uncle." Ling Xuan turned the jade fox around, kissed the jade fox's small mouth, and stuck his tongue in to tangle with it. Kissed.

"Why didn't Uncle Huang stop biting today?" Ling Xuan pinched Yuhu's face and smiled.

"Uncle Huang is too old to bite anymore." Yuhu snorted and stuck out his tongue mischievously.

After Yuhu walked into the hut, he found that the hut was very unique. Bamboo was planted behind the house, and some utensils in the house were also made of bamboo.

"Who usually lives here?" Yuhu walked into the house, picked up a small decoration made of bamboo and asked.

"This room is my secret. I will come here when I am in a bad mood. If I stay here for a while, I will forget about the things in the palace, so that I can breathe." Ling Xuan pushed the window open and said.

"Breathable? You live in the palace all day long? Could it be that there are times when you are in a bad mood?" Yuhu asked puzzled.

"Hehe, you won't understand this. Sometimes people with good looks may not be happy. They often have to give up a lot and pay a lot for their own status." Ling Xuan looked at the flower field outside the window and said: "Chrysanthemum East Under the fence, seeing Nanshan leisurely, I will never have such a life in my life, but it is good to feel it once in a while."

"That's right, you will be the emperor in the future, so naturally you won't be able to live this kind of life." Yuhu agreed.

"I got rid of those people who were in the way, and it's a lot easier." Ling Xuan said lightly, and said that he framed his brother very lightly, but these things are very common in the royal family. Even if the emperor knew about it, he could only turn a blind eye. The competition among princes for the throne is cruel, and the one who wins will be the new emperor in the future. After all, there are many princes after the throne. Although Ling Xuan looks indifferent on the outside, the position of the eldest prince is also the most difficult to sit on. How many people want him to die, other princes may be able to be a prince in the future, but only Ling Xuan can't, either die or become king , so he chose the latter.

"Who is in the way?" Yuhu asked puzzled.

"Don't you think there are very few princes in the palace?" Ling Xuan sat on the soft couch and poured a cup of tea for himself and Yuhu. Since Ling Xuan was coming here, the servants tidied up the place early.

"Isn't it because you have few brothers?" Yuhu walked up to Ling Xuan and sat down beside Ling Xuan and asked.

"Heh...there are so many empresses in the palace, do you think those are my father's decorations?" Ling Xuan said, blowing on the hot air on the tea cup.

"That's right, but what about the sons born to those women, I've only seen the sixth and seventh princes, what about the other princes?" Yuhu asked puzzled.

"Some were exiled, some died in battle, and some went to the fief early. The Wen country is rich, and there are always small countries around that want to invade. It is not surprising that one or two princes died in battle." Ling Xuan He said with a blank expression, as if those who died had nothing to do with him.

"Then you must be very sad." Yuhu pouted and said, those people are all Ling Xuan's brothers, but could it be his illusion, why is there a smile on the corner of Ling Xuan's mouth?

"Well, I'm very sad." Ling Xuan said with a sneer, supporting the small table between the two of them with one hand, looking at Yuhu, and said, "If I die in battle too, will you be sad?"

"Me? Of course I won't, so you don't have to die in battle!" Yuhu said, taking a sip of the tea in his cup, thinking of the death of this annoying guy, he felt strange for some reason.

"Forget it then." Ling Xuan put down the quilt in his hand, saw a set of Go on the table and said, "How about we play chess?"

"No!" Yuhu glared at Ling Xuan and said, how could he know such a thing.

"Then it's good for us to recite poems and write poems. There is a sea of ​​flowers outside. How about you come out with the first couplet?" Ling Xuan suggested again.

"No!" Yuhu's attitude this time was obviously much worse than before, seriously doubting whether Ling Xuan did it on purpose.

"Then...it's not bad for us to play a qinxiao together." Ling Xuan suggested again with a smile.

I saw Yuhu stood up suddenly, clapped his hands on the table, and said, "I just can't!"