Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Mu Zishi was quiet, and said softly: "I won't go now, don't be scared when he comes back."

Bi Luo didn't hear clearly, and said with a charming smile: "What did you say, young master?"

Mu Zishi looked up at her and smiled, "It's nothing...my sister's eyes are red."

After finishing speaking, he dipped in the ink, and then wrote "kindness and compassion, non-discrimination, honesty and honesty, and loss".

At such a young age, he can bear hardships and endure boredom.The little maids watched with bated breath, refilled the lamp oil, and when they went to refill the silver frost charcoal, they only heard the voice of a little eunuch outside the hall: "His Royal Highness! Slow down, Your Highness, this servant is going to prepare a hot tub for His Highness." .”

Mu Zishi's eyes lit up, and he put down his pen. Bi Luo didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly washed the pen, sucked up the remaining water, straightened it out, and hung it on the pen holder.

Qi Wushang pushed the door open and entered, bringing in a cold air of late night. Mu Zishi rushed forward, but saw that he was holding a wooden box in his hand, his eyes were hard and sharp, and the hem of his clothes was covered with dust. Riding a long way.

Mu Zishi hugged his legs, and smelled a smell of smoke and fire mixed with a faint smell of blood in his nose. Pressing against his dusty robe, his eyes ached, "Thank you very much."

Qi Wushang stroked his soft black hair, his eyes softened: "I forgot to buy candied haws for you."

Mu Zishi held the wooden box with a bright smile: "But you gave me this!"

The corner of Qi Wushang's mouth slightly raised: "Do you know what this is?"

Mu Zishi said: "Guess a little bit."

"You are not afraid?"

"Not afraid..." Mu Zishi's voice contained a bit of urgency that needed affirmation: "He can't hit me anymore, can he?"

Qi Wushang stretched out his hand and opened the wooden box with a snap, and the two court ladies who were standing beside him looked at it curiously, they all exclaimed in surprise, their faces paled in horror and they fell to their knees: "Your Highness..."

In the box was a pair of hands connected to the wrist bones, stubby and old. Mu Zishi was very familiar with it. It belonged to Yao Datou. Feeling strange and fearful, trembling even more.

Qi Wushang heard that he couldn't stop laughing more and more, and still couldn't restrain himself when he lost his breath, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried, stepped forward and kicked the box open, hugged him and said softly: "Just throw it away after reading it... By the way, you will never be locked up in that ghost place again, because I set a fire and burned down the house."

Mu Zishi lay quietly on his shoulder, exhausted, and hummed lightly.

"It's a pity you didn't see it with your own eyes."

Mu Zishi asked, "Is it pretty?"

"...It looks good, but it's just average, it's just to relieve my anger."

Mu Zishi nodded vigorously: "I guess so."

Qi Wushang praised: "You are not afraid of seeing blood, but you are much stronger than the fourth child."

A voice came leisurely from outside the door: "What are you talking about me, third brother?"

It was Qi Yupei who came to see Mu Zishi after dinner.

When I entered the room, I saw the two court ladies shivering, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing lying on the ground, go out."

The two maids ran out with their arms while wiping their tears. His Royal Highness and Young Master Mu are too scary...

Qi Wushang said: "I just went outside the city and slaughtered that wicked slave, and even burned down that courtyard of Marquis Qingping."

Before the words fell, Qi Yupei caught a glimpse of the pair of severed hands, and his face turned pale immediately: "You are bold! Disregarding human life and setting fire to the house, this is what your son of the royal family should do? Can you do it?"

Qi Wushang knew that he couldn't see the body with severed limbs, so he quickly closed the lid of the box, but said: "I can do it anyway, why can't I do it?"

Qi Yupei was angry that he was not careful and meticulous: "You have to vent your anger on Zishi, just order the slaves to reward you with a few whips, otherwise, tell me, it's not that you can't deal with it quietly, why bother to kill and set fire yourself, blatantly, and give others a handle ?”

Qi Wushang raised his eyebrows, "I just want to have fun!"

Putting down Mu Zishi, with a sudden force with both hands, Mu Zishi exclaimed, and his robe was torn off: "Look at the wound on Zishi's back... There are also arms and legs!"

On the silky and soft skin, there are indeed some bruises and bruises that have not faded away in time, but after a long period of care, it must be invisible, but there is a brand on the back, which is like a two-finger-wide scar. There is more than a foot across the shoulder blade, which is shocking. It is estimated that no matter how good the medicine is, it may not be cured.

Qi Yupei stretched out his hand to touch his back injury, Mu Zishi let it go in a daze, but Qi Wushang said, "Why are you crying again?"

As he said that, he wiped Mu Zishi's face with his fingers. He got a lot of soot on his hands, so he immediately wiped Mu Zishi's face into a cat's beard. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help laughing. .

Mu Zishi was like finding Huozhezi with gunpowder in his heart, and he no longer endured hardship, and burst into tears with a wow.

Immediately, laughter and crying mingled together, and the East Palace was bustling like never before. The maids and eunuchs guarding the gate thought it was a demon.

Mu Zishi cried so much that the seven armies were drowned by the river pouring into the sea, Qi Yupei could not have imagined that his delicate little voice could release such a loud noise, so he gave Qi Wushang, the culprit, a hard look, and touched Mu Zishi's Asked behind his back: "How did this fight?"

There was obvious disgust and hatred in Mu Zishi's voice: "Burning stick!"

Qi Yupei was by no means the prince who didn't know why Jiarong asked why he didn't eat minced meat. Although he had never seen the fire stick, he could figure it out a little bit. He frowned for a while and said, "Why did you use that to beat you?"

Mu Zishi burst into tears and said, but his articulateness was rare: "The rice was overcooked, I did it on purpose! I just wanted to overcook it to piss him off!"

When Qi Yupei asked this point, he felt that it was enough, and he didn't want to ask any more. He was already weak and lacked in energy, so he just lifted his throat and asked these two sentences, and his throat was already aching.

Qi Wushang picked up Mu Zishi, still laughing uncontrollably, Mu Zishi's chin was resting on his shoulder, full of anger and resentment, unable to vent, he grabbed a piece of meat from his shoulder with a sharp bite, and his two rows of small teeth snapped hard. cut down.

Qi Wushang hissed, but there was a look of relief on his brows.

Qi Yupei looked at it coldly, already somewhat understanding in his heart.

I don't know how long it took until Mu Zishi's crying became quieter and his teeth loosened weakly, Qi Wushang asked as if nothing had happened: "Are you tired?"

There was a sweet smell of blood between Mu Zishi's lips and teeth, he hiccupped and choked up, "I bit your shoulder, does it hurt?"

Qi Wu said sadly that your teeth are stronger than wolves, how can you not hurt when you bite your mouth with blood?But he said, "Ah? Did you bite?"

Qi Yupei couldn't stand listening anymore, he walked away a few steps and raised his voice to order two maids to come in, pointing to Mu Zishi: "Wait for him to sleep."

Qi Wushang personally carried Mu Zishi to the bed in the inner room, Mu Zishi knew that Yao Datou was dead, and that other courtyard no longer existed, so he burst into tears again, feeling the heavy resentment and oppression in his heart disappeared completely. There is a palace lantern with a silver frame standing under the shallow porch in front of the bed, a lamp bowl reveals a hazy and warm pink halo from the satin lampshade, and the little maid Bi Luo gently tucks the corner of the quilt for him, and half sits on the bed The quilt was lightly patted on the front bed, Mu Zishi had never been coaxed to sleep before, and he felt as comfortable as falling into a honey pot, but he did not forget to beg: "Sister, don't turn off the light." , I'm afraid of the dark..."

Bi Luo hurriedly responded softly: "Yes, young master, rest assured and sleep, the servants are guarding."

Mu Zishi sighed contentedly, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Qi Yupei sighed: "Did anyone see you when you murdered and set fire?"

Qi Wushang said: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Aren't you stupid?" Even though Qi Yupei was in a hurry, he still spoke in a calm and unhurried manner: "Since that's the case, even if Marquis Qingping is suspicious, you will stick to it to the end, anyway, you will go back to Yongliang the day after tomorrow."

Qi Wushang smiled without any seriousness: "Yes."

Qi Yupei stared at him for a moment: "Third brother, did you deliberately make him cry?"

Qi Wushang said bluntly: "The little devil has too much depression, if this grievance is not completely cleaned up, even if he does not suffer a serious illness, he will not live forever."

Qi Yupei said lightly: "You treat him so painstakingly... Fortunately, you are leaving Chenjing soon, otherwise in a few days, Zishi will definitely follow you."

Qi Wushang's eyes flickered, but he shook his head and said: "This little brat is very determined. Since you said you would bring him back to take care of him, he has recognized you. When I went to save him, he only asked why you didn't go. Buy some fruit cakes, spend my money, but hide it for you to eat."

The slight joy in Qi Yupei's heart turned indifferent in an instant: "But I regret it, maybe I should let him go to Yongliang with you... This palace is just like what you said, it looks like flowers are blooming, but in fact it is full of fire. In the cauldron, wait to be tormented!"

After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to have made a decision: "Tomorrow, father, empress and empress Liangyi Palace will hold a family banquet for you to practice. You can find an opportunity in your words and ask me to let Mu Zishi go."

Qi Wushang saw that his eyes were fixed on him momentarily, and the corners of his mouth were tense and extremely nervous. Knowing that he was not willing to part with it, he immediately smiled and said: "No need, don't underestimate Zishi, as long as he opens his heart, You can feel like a fish in water in a cauldron.”

Qi Yupei breathed a sigh of relief, not to mention a word of persuasion, just said: "I hope so."

In the halfway mark of the second day, Qi Wushang changed into a royal robe. The brocade robe is an apricot color, with five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on both shoulders, five-color clouds and eight treasures in the front and back, and a bit of extravagance in his vigor, which makes him used to it. Qi Yupei, who was dressed in riding attire, had been impressed for a long time. The two of them walked together to the Liangyi Palace. Qi Jin hadn't finished discussing with the cabinet yet, so the two had to greet the queen first. Use some snacks... Well, I remember you like assorted honey soup, I prepared it for you a long time ago, these minced meat pancakes and yam stuffed plum cakes are all freshly made, do you want to try them all?"

Qi Wushang sat on the chair, directly pinched a piece of trembling glutinous rice plum cake, and said with a smile: "Then I am lucky, and I have to thank Fourth Aunt for remembering."

Qi Jin has always been very good to Qi Wushang, and Luo Shi also thought of sharing his love for the house and Wu, and knew that he was definitely not someone in the pool, so he treated him as if he was his own, and he often communicated with Princess Fengjing by letter.And Qi Wushang is not arrogant when he is favored, he just eats and smiles, he is comfortable but not overstepping the rules, his father Qi Xiang is the second, and now Qi Jin is the fourth, so calling Luo's fourth aunt is a familiar and intimate thing.

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, Luo Shi was also very happy, and ordered the maid to bring Qi Shaochong over, saying: "No injury, remember Shaochong?"

Qi Wushang hurriedly got up and said: "I have seen His Highness the Seventh Prince."

Luo said with a smile: "They are all my brothers, it is not too much for Shao Chong to follow the prince to call you third brother."

When Qi Wushang came to Chenjing with his father three years ago, Qi Shaochong had just reached the full moon, but he was nothing more than a big meat dumpling. Seeing him now, he was already a "person" who could walk and jump. Look at that head, he was no better than Mu Zishi was so young that he couldn't help staring at him for a long time, but Qi Shaochong also raised his head, and his black grape-like eyes looked at him without flinching.

After a while, Qi Shaochong suddenly smiled, and shouted loudly: "Third Brother!"

The childish voice is immature but not soft, crisp and firm, and Qi Wushang felt his straightforward recognition and closeness like a small animal, and couldn't help laughing: "Fourth aunt, seventh brother is really likable!"

Luo Shi's smile was filled with undisguised happiness and contentment. He raised his hand and touched Qi Shaochong's head, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Do you want a cup of honey soup?"

Qi Yupei lowered his eyelashes and slowly sipped the soup. His cheeks were slanted by the west sun, and the arc of light and shadow was cold and fragile for no reason.