Clan House

At night, the air was terribly dull.Song Jingxin was lying on the bed tossing and turning, suddenly there was a loud thunder, and then another bolt of lightning struck down, reflecting the courtyard like daytime.

Hurry up, the rain has been suffocating for a day, and I am so annoying.Song Jingxin rolled the quilt into a roll and hugged her in her arms, rolling back and forth on the big bed.The pattering rain sounded, and gradually turned into a torrential rain.Song Jingxin unfolded the quilt, and was about to fall asleep, but liquid leaked from the bed curtain, splashing His Highness the Prince's face all over.

Leak... Leak?

Song Jingxin's face was full of shock, the house of the yamen of the clan's mansion, the head of the dignified ministries and the status above the six ministries, leaked rain!

He wiped the water off his face, threw the quilt aside, pulled on his night shoes and got up to look.The original candlestick in the room was blown out by the wind, and His Royal Highness the crown prince couldn't light it, so he had to rely on his extraordinary eyesight to look around.Rainwater poured in from the ridge of the roof and gurgled down the roof truss.Song Jingxin picked up the branch and wooden sword by the door and stabbed it. A lot of water had accumulated on the heavy bed curtain.

I remember that night when he tried to climb over the wall that night, he smashed the guard's head with a tile, and he used the tile from the west wing.Only one tile can leak like this, it must be retribution.

Song Jingxin covered her face sadly, what should I do!

After the first thunder, Song Yi ordered the lights to be turned off early, intending not to respond to any movement in the East Chamber.The hour was earlier than usual, and the boy lay on the bed without feeling sleepy, silently thinking about whether there were any omissions in the arrangements that should be made before leaving Beijing.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and the rain became heavier and heavier.There was another thunderclap, and suddenly there was a tragic howl, and Wang Yu, who was dozing in the ear room, was startled awake.Song Yi got up from the bed, frowned and looked for the shoes on the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white figure leaning against the door frame, disheveled and distraught. It was Wang Yu who had just had a nightmare.

"Are you afraid of thunder?"

Wang Yu still didn't come back to his senses, and timidly responded.

Song Yi rubbed his brows like Yingzong, and said to Wang Yu: "Let's hold the lamp first."

The little eunuch lit the fire tremblingly, and leaned against the table blankly.Song Yi gave up wearing shoes and sat cross-legged on the head of the bed. "Sit down and take a sip of water to suppress the shock."

Wang Yu sat down obediently, the tea on the table was boiled by him before going to bed, and it was still warm at the moment.Some honey was added to the water, and after a few sips, the shock was relieved. "His... Your Highness..."

"Okay, there's no need to talk about it," Song Yi waved his hand, "If you're really scared, just move the bedding over and sleep on the footrest."

"This...slave..." Wang Yu still hesitated, sleeping with the master is actually quite scary.

Song Jingxin knocked on the door at this time, and Song Yi turned to the candle that had just been lit and said "Oops".It was raining too much outside, and it was hard for him to expose the prince to the rain, so he had to order Wang Yu to open the door and let him go.

Wang Yu opened the door, a soaked cloak came in first, then the dripping prince stood at the door like a dog in water and began to shake his head.The little eunuch was splashed with water, and hurriedly fetched a clean towel to dry the prince.Song Jingxin took off his outer robe, and shook off his soaked boots, but luckily his inner garment was not wet.He wiped off the floating water on his body, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and sighed in his heart that the King of Chu would still enjoy it.

Song Yi looked at the prince's movement of not seeing him coldly, with an unhappy expression on his face: "How polite is it for the prince to come to my king's bedroom with disheveled clothes?"

"I...hehe," Song Jingxin smiled rascally, "I heard someone screaming from the thunder, I think I dare not sleep alone, do you want me to accompany you?"

However, there was a rain leak in the east chamber just now, and Song Jingxin tried to plug the leak but failed, so he had to ask Song Yi for help.But to ask Song Yi for help, firstly, this person went to bed early today, and the room was already dark; secondly, Song Jingxin also felt embarrassed.While the prince was hesitating, Wang Yu had a nightmare because of the thunder and cried out.Song Jingxin only said that Song Yi was afraid, and immediately felt delighted, this was a reason for him to come to his door.

There was no umbrella in the East Wing, so Song Yi simply put on an outer shirt and a cloak and rushed out.Unexpectedly, it was pouring rain outside, which immediately made him drowned.

Song Jingxin's voice fell, but Song Yi did not answer.At first, he only thought that the child was shy, and he was secretly amused, and was about to continue to tease him a few more words, but he saw Song Yi looking at him with strange eyes.

"Wang Yu," Song Yi looked away after staring at Song Jingxin for a while, and grinned sinisterly, "His Royal Highness said he wanted to sleep with you, so he didn't kneel down to thank you."

Wang Yuben was still in shock, and when he heard this, he immediately lay down on the ground in fright.

Song Jingxin froze on the spot, neither advancing nor retreating.Song Yi didn't bother to talk to him, and ordered Wang Yu to find an umbrella to send the prince out.Song Jingxin just felt embarrassed, wanted to beg Song Yi to let her stay, but didn't know how to ask.

Seeing that Wang Yu had found an umbrella, Song Jingxin ran to King Chu's bed with a strong desire to survive, knelt on one leg and sat on the footrest, and looked at the boy sincerely: "My second master, the east chamber is flooded due to a rain leak." , please do me a favor and take my grandson in for a night!"

Song Yi: ...

In view of His Highness the Crown Prince's ability to bend and stretch, Song Yi finally failed to refuse this person's request to sleep together.Anyway, he is a prince, so it is not good to really send him to live with the little eunuch.

At this time, someone called the door again, and it was Wang Yongfu who was working in the clan's mansion.This man was much smarter than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He was wearing rain boots and a coir raincoat, and he brought a pot of ginger soup without knowing it.

"Seeing that it was raining too hard, my servant was worried that my godfather would not be able to take care of me alone, so I came to see what your Highness has to do."

"You are filial." Song Yi did not expose him, "Your father is frightened, you should wait for him to go to the ear room to rest, and then come to serve him."

Wang Yongfu got the order, but he didn't dare to leave his master to serve Wang Yu. He first poured out a few bowls of ginger soup, "Your Highness, it's rainy and cold in the night, you can have a bowl together."

In the end, Wang Yongfu served Song Jingxin to bed, then picked up Wang Yu, who was still barefoot, and carried the candle to the ear room.Song Yi stared at Song Jingxin and wiped his body many times before allowing him to go to bed and rest.There was only one pillow and one quilt on the big bed, Song Jingxin licked his face and begged Second Grandpa to give him half, but was mercilessly rejected.The little eunuch was willing to donate the bedding, but he dared not give to His Royal Highness the things that the servants had slept on.

Song Yi has small hands and feet, and his arms and legs are even weaker. After a few scuffles, he was subdued by his grandson.Song Jingxin wrapped the boy in his arms and wrapped them in a quilt.The young man's body is close to each other, but it is warm in the cold night.There was a kind of rosin from King Chu's mattress, and Song Jingxin suddenly realized that he hadn't used incense for a long time, and he hadn't bathed for days, so he didn't know if his body smelled bad.After thinking wildly for a while, His Royal Highness's consciousness gradually became chaotic, and he began to snore boldly.

In Song Yi's view, most people who fall asleep quickly have no brains.The thunder outside was covered by the sound of snoring in his ears. Song Yi watched the man next to the pillow opening and closing his mouth in disbelief. With all his strength, he broke off the man's hands around his waist, lifted the quilt, and kicked him off. bed.

Song Yi's kick was merciless, and His Highness the Crown Prince's slender and strong body fell to the ground with a heavy, muffled sound.

"Aww..." Song Jingxin woke up startled from the fall, the memory was still vivid in her sleep, and she didn't know what day and night it was.The back of his head was burning with pain, Song Jingxin raised his arm and touched it, and it turned out to be swollen. "Unlucky, hey... Xizi, Huang Xi... who are you! Come and help me..."

"His Royal Highness..." Wang Yongfu heard the movement, and bowed over with a lantern.Song Jingxin stood up with his arm, only to realize that this person is not Huang Xi, this place is not the East Palace, he is still in confinement!

"What's going on!" Song Jingxin angrily turned her head to look for the person in the bed tent, and saw Song Yi was also looking at him with a frown, with no trace of guilt on his face.

"You don't sleep well," Song Yi said critically, "you do somersaults and somersaults, and you snore. You rolled around and fell to the ground after a while."

"Impossible! I never snore when I sleep!"

"You're already asleep, how do you know if you're snoring or not?"

"No one has ever said that Ben Gong snores while sleeping!"

"No one said it doesn't mean you don't snore. My king said now that you not only snore when you sleep, it's louder than thunder outside."

"What you say doesn't count, I just don't snore!"

Seeing the endless quarrels without nutrition, Song Yi didn't want to talk to him, pulled the quilt and lay back on the bed, leaving the prince with a back view.

"Hey, you..." His Royal Highness was still thinking about it, and Wang Yongfu suddenly said, "His Royal Highness, don't worry about your head."

"Ah, yes, whoops!" Song Jingxin remembered the pain again, and hurriedly asked the eunuch to help check if there was any bleeding.

Wang Yongfu brought the lampstand closer, brushed aside the prince's loose hair, and examined it carefully. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, but it was swollen from the fall. "Slaves are going to look for wound medicine."

"The West Courtyard of the Zongren Mansion is the place of punishment, and behind the Shensi Hall is the prison. According to the regulations, medicines cannot be kept." Song Yi still maintained the posture of lying on his side, "Wang Yongfu, take my king's token to find the guard on duty. , Tell them that the prince has fallen, and tell them to send someone to accompany you to the imperial hospital to invite the imperial doctor. Ask the on-duty imperial doctor to prepare some commonly used wound medicine and bring them directly. It’s raining so hard, so you can save running back and forth.”

"No need," Song Jingxin raised Erlang's legs, and tapped Wang Yongfu's arm with the tip of his toe, "It's raining so hard, let's talk about it tomorrow, Bengong's body is not that fragile."

Feeling cold after sitting on the ground for a long time, Song Jingxin stepped on the carpet with bare feet and moved back to the bed step by step.Seeing that he was sympathetic to his servants, Song Yi felt somewhat guilty.The boy gave way inward, took the initiative to distribute half of the quilt to the prince, and told Wang Yongfu: "I have a cotton coat in the cabinet, you can find it out and put it under the prince's head, it will be softer."

"Don't sleep on the pillow, turn around and sleep on your stomach, and put the padded coat under your face." Song Yi helped Song Jingxin cover the quilt, and gently brushed the man's hair away, so as not to scratch his scalp when he turned over.

After being coaxed for a few words, Song Jingxin's mood improved, and after a while, she hugged her cotton coat and started snoring.