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

On the way back, Ling Xuan and Yuhu sat in the carriage. After a rest in the afternoon, the white fox had recovered to its original vigor and opened the curtain with one hand to look at the market outside the window.

"What are you looking at?" Ling Xuan opened the curtain further and said.

"I want to go down and have a look." Yuhu said while looking outside, life in the palace is really boring for him.

Ling Xuan hesitated for a moment, and said: "Okay, then let's walk back to the palace." After finishing speaking, Ling Xuan asked the coachman to stop the carriage, and got out of the carriage with Yuhu himself.

"You go back first." Ling Xuan ordered the groom behind him, and then walked forward with Yuhu.

The streets are very lively. Although today is not a festival, the prosperity of the capital city cannot be stopped even at night.

The two walked side by side like this, neither of them spoke, passers-by passed by them, Ling Xuan looked at the people around, asked Yuhu beside him, and said, "Yuhu, do you have any family?"

"Family? The brothers went their separate ways a long time ago, and I don't remember what they look like for a long time." Yuhu said lightly, looking at the smiling ordinary people around him, he felt a little sour in his heart. Holding the child and holding his wife, his heart and face are full of happiness, and as for himself, even if he lives forever, he is still alone.

Ling Xuan looked sideways at Yuhu's sad side face, and suddenly blurted out, "How about letting me be your family?"

"What?" Yuhu turned his head in surprise, with confusion and disbelief on his face.

"Hehe, let's go." Ling Xuan smiled slightly, and held Yuhu's hand in this bustling street.

Yuhu looked down at the hands that were holding him, and suddenly there was a trace of bewilderment in his eyes. Family... How far away in his world is this, and it is so out of reach.

The two of them walked like this, without speaking again, an old lady at the stall next to her saw that Ling Xuan was extraordinary and shouted, "Master, buy a lantern for your wife."

Yuhu blinked, that woman probably regarded herself as a woman.

Ling Xuan looked at Yuhu, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. This little fox is more beautiful than a woman, and it is not uncommon to be mistaken, so he led Yuhu to the stall selling lanterns. Seeing Ling Xuan approaching, he naturally warmly introduced: "My lord, what do you think of this lantern, the pretty lady who gave it to your family will definitely like it."

Ling Xuan picked up a lantern, took out a piece of broken silver from his cuff and put it on the case, and then pulled Yuhu away.

Ling Xuan handed the lantern to Yuhu, Yuhu looked at Ling Xuan puzzled, and said, "Why did you buy this lantern?"

"Look." Ling Xuan raised the lantern upwards, and Yuhu looked intently, and saw a playful white fox painted on each side of the six-sided lantern, and the little foxes were cute and cute. .

"This is... a fox?" Yuhu took the lantern with a chuckle on his lips, and the dim yellow light shone on the handsome faces of the two, making people fascinated.

"Do you like it?" Ling Xuan asked lightly. Although the lanterns in the palace are much more beautiful than this one, they are all painted with dragons and phoenixes, and they can't draw foxes. Although this lantern is not very delicate, the pattern is very novel .

Yuhu smiled and said nothing, and walked ahead alone with the lantern, walked a few steps and turned his head, saying: "Come here, be careful that you won't see the way for a while."

Ling Xuan walked up to Yuhu's side in a few steps, and said, "With Yuhu as your majesty's guide, I will see it naturally, and not only the road, but people... even foxes can see clearly." Ling Xuan changed his words with a smirk.

"Heh..." Yuhu smiled softly, and said nothing more, the shadows behind the two gradually lengthened, and gradually moved closer together.

"Father's birthday will be in a few days, do you plan to write a poem to Father?" Ling Xuan asked, recalling the poems he saw on the table that day.

"Almost." Yuhu said with a blink of an eye, the palace lady said that it would be good to surprise everyone during the birthday banquet, but it would be boring to say it now.

Ling Xuan glanced at Yuhu, this little guy is selling himself a lawsuit, but thinking about it, he is just dedicating those clichés to his father, but even if Yuhu doesn't give anything away, his father will still be happy .

three days later

The palace is very lively today, the maids and eunuchs are hanging ribbons on the city tower, everyone is preparing for the upcoming emperor's birthday banquet, and today the palace will welcome a distinguished guest, it is said that he is the younger brother of the current emperor, he can also be regarded as jade. Hu's elder brother, this prince has lived in Jingzhou all year round. He is capable of both literature and martial arts. It is said that he prefers Taoism in recent years, and he is always accompanied by a few powerful Taoist priests.This prince is pure-hearted and ascetic, and only comes back to live for a few days every year on the emperor's birthday.

"Is this lord familiar with me?" Yuhu didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what to do whenever an "old acquaintance" of his came.

"Prince Jing is the son of Concubine Xian. He has been able to write and perform martial arts since he was a child. You are not very good with the young prince. After all, you are more than ten years behind him. After you disappeared, Prince Jing went to Jingzhou. ’” said the palace lady respectfully beside her.

"Is that so, even I don't know him very well?" Yuhu continued to ask.

"Yes." The maid of honor nodded, which also made Yuhu feel at ease.

"Prince Jing is going to have dinner in the Empress Dowager's palace in the evening. The maid at the Empress Dowager's side asked me to tell Your Highness that the Empress Dowager asked you to come and join in the fun." The maid said as she brought tea to Yuhu.

"Understood." Yuhu nodded. He was always uncertain, and he heard that Prince Jing was accompanied by a Taoist priest with high spells. Heck, if he really had high spells, he would have soared early, and he still had to stay with a prince. Being a diner by your side is deceiving.

Yuhu took a bite of the snack in his hand, and said, "I'll go to dance practice first, and then I'll go after practice, anyway, it's dinner."

"Yes." The palace maid replied, and ordered someone to prepare clothes for Yuhu to wear later.