Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Jingyang originally wanted to go out with Zhang Guyuan to visit the Royal Garden, but on the road, he met a little eunuch, who fell in front of Zhang Jingyang and the others. After the little eunuch left, Zhang Jingyang found that he had an extra note in his hand.

He glanced at Zhang Guyuan next to him. Zhang Guyuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly picked him up. Zhang Jingyang buried him in his chest shyly. After reading the words written on the paper like this, he closed his eyes. The lower eyes, opened the eyes and the note was gone.

Qinghui wants to see him.

He thought about it for a while, and decided to discuss it with Zhang Guyuan at night and let him make the decision, so he buried it in front of his chest and let him carry him to the imperial garden.

He hasn't seen any of the concubines here for such a long time, and he is a little imaginatively curious, but he doesn't have the leisure to inquire.

The two of them walked into the pavilion, Zhang Guyuan went to pick a lot of rose flowers, and handed them to Zhang Jingyang with a smile on his face, "See if these are exactly the same as the ones we picked on the mountain that day?"

Looking back on the past, Zhang Jingyang hugged them into his arms with a smile, "Do you still remember?"

"Every day we are together is never forgotten."

Zhang Jingyang raised his brows, "Since when did love talk so slippery?"

Zhang Guyuan put away his expression, his face was full of seriousness, "I didn't say anything about love, what I said was true."

Zhang Jingyang stretched out a hand to grab his neck, and rewarded him on the face.

Zhang Guyuan pointed to the other side, "You can't take sides."

Zhang Jingyang grinned and kissed the other side.

There is nothing to visit in the Royal Garden, except for flowers or flowers.

They stayed in the pavilion for less than an hour before leaving.

After returning, Zhang Jingyang called him into the room, closed the door, and took the note out of the space, "Yuanzi, Qinghui said she wanted to see me."

"Who is Qinghui?" Zhang Guyuan was a little puzzled.

"A person who looks exactly like the national teacher, but his temperament is a bit different."

Hearing this, Zhang Guyuan looked at him, "Do you want to go? No matter what, I must be by your side."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you follow, I was hesitating, and I still don't understand that Li Fanyu."

Hearing this, Zhang Guyuan smiled and said, "Who is Li Fanyu?"

Sensing the tone of his words, Zhang Jingyang stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, "Can you stop being jealous? This Li Fanyu is Qinghui's master, and they are in the palace. I think he should be a prince."

"When did he say he asked you to meet?"

"It's time tomorrow." Zhang Jingyang almost blurted out that it was ten o'clock.

"It's time."

"Well, he just asked me to wait at the pharmacy."

"Okay, I'll go and see with you tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Zhang Guyuan got up and practiced his swordsmanship before going back to the house. He asked people to prepare hot water for a bath, and he also asked people to add some flower petals. After washing, Zhang Jingyang still didn't wake up.

He took out a set of purple clothes that both of them had, and he also took out Zhang Jingyang's suit, and put it directly beside the bed.

Feeling the movement, Zhang Jingyang rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Why do you wake up so early?"

"I'm going to practice swordsmanship, you can sleep for a while, anyway, it's still early."

Zhang Jingyang yawned and sat up from the bed. He was fully awake, looked at the clothes he was wearing, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you think this dress is too flamboyant and you don't like to wear it? What's the matter today?" Packed out?"

Zhang Guyuan said very indifferently, "I just picked up this dress."

Seeing a purple dress beside the bed, the corners of Zhao Jingyang's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

Do you want to look like this?

No wonder I pulled out this dress, so I went to meet my imaginary rival in love for a while.

Gee tut.

He was also not interested in explaining, anyway, he would think about it anyway, and let him watch it by himself when the time came.

The title of Vinegar King is really not in vain.

Zhang Jingyang shook his head, and put on his clothes directly. Zhang Guyuan combed his hair, half tied and half draped for him, and took a purple headband of the same style embroidered with purple bamboo, and tied it up for him. .

He also took some hair down the sides for him.

Seeing Zhang Jingyang's hairstyle done by him, he admired it for a long time before moving his eyes away.

Zhang Jingyang couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang Guyuan tidied himself up early in the morning, and he could smell a faint scent of flowers from him, he must have taken a bath with flower petals!

With such a grand occasion, you feel that the other party may be a rival in love, and you even tidy up your hair and dress up, isn't it afraid?

Then he shook his head, and threw out the extra thought.

How come his thoughts are in sync with Zhang Guyuan's?

He was thinking wildly because he had never seen it before, and he was thinking about something when he was in contact with it.

He finished his breakfast very elegantly and calmly, and then took a leisurely look at Yizhuxiang's medical skills.

The books that Zhang Guyuan got from who knows where are quite interesting.He was fascinated by watching it, and if he hadn't been reminded, he probably would have continued to watch it.The examples mentioned in it are so interesting that we don't just treat it as a case.It's still the kind that has a plot based on the story, like reading a novel.

He stood up and stretched, looking at the sun outside, "Let's go."

"How about you continue to hold the book, and I will carry you there."

When Zhang Jingyang heard his proposal, he gave him a blank look, "He is in his thirties, be more cautious, hug him all day long, and he is not afraid of being laughed at by others."

"I'm only in my 30s, and you think I'm old?"

Zhang Jingyang glared at him, "Shut up this topic, let's go quickly, if we talk about it, we probably won't be able to leave by noon."

Zhang Guyuan followed behind with smiles in his eyes.

After they came to the pharmacy, Zhang Jingyang asked the drug boys and medical girls inside to retreat, and sat there quietly waiting for someone to come.

After a while, almost at the same time, the shelf with many medicines on him suddenly moved aside, Zhang Jingyang squinted his eyes and looked at the person who came out from behind, "I didn't expect you to be so capable that you can even set up traps here. Tsk tsk tsk, yesterday I was still thinking about why I asked to meet here, so it turned out to be like this."

Zhang Guyuan looked at him without opening his mouth.It is true that the face is the same as that of the national teacher, but it can be seen that the two are not the same person. The national temperament is relatively cold and holy, giving people an unattainable look.

And the person who came out gave people a tough, upright, and energetic look.

But he still hates it!

Qinghui patted the ashes on her body, and gave Zhang Jingyang a blank look, "This place is not newly built, there was this deep road before, and we discovered it by accident."