Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

On the way back, Yu Jingdu controlled the horse very slowly.

Rong Zhuo leaned sideways on his chest, a bit awkward at first, but then fell asleep against his neck.

The young man's even and long breath hit Jing Du's body again and again. Occasionally, sporadic air currents tossed and slid across the side of his neck, causing his thoughts to flutter, and his heart also rose and fell.

In this way, Yu Jingdu controlled the horse and circled around Jiang's Zhuangzi, until the boy in his arms was awakened by the grunt in his stomach, and then he turned the horse's head and returned to the racecourse.

"I had a long dream, and I just arrived." Rong Zhuo rubbed his eyes, his expression looked like a kitten just waking up, as if he would rub his head against someone's body in the next moment of.

"Get off the horse." Yu Jingdu said, his tone returned to his usual indifference.

Rong Zhuo tried to jump sideways, but he didn't dare, so he stretched out his foot to step on the stirrup.

But Yu Jingdu's foot was stepping on the stirrup, and he just stepped on the opponent's foot this time, so he jumped off the horse with his strength.

Yu Jingdu: ...

"I feel a bit soft when I step on it, so it's your feet." Rong Zhuo smiled and stepped forward to help Yu Jingdu wipe the dirty shoe surface.

Yu Jingdu pulled the man up, "Getting on and off the horse is skillful, but you have to practice it. If your legs don't have strength, it's easy to get twisted when you get up and down in the future."

"You're right, I must exercise hard." Rong Zhuo said hastily.

Yu Jingdu glanced at his lap, "But it's fine for you to take a carriage."

"What do you mean by that?" Rong Zhuo was not happy.

Yu Jingdu didn't explain, turned around and walked towards Zhuangzi.

Rong Zhuo followed behind him, trying to win respect, "I'm still young, and it's time for me to grow my body, so it's human nature not to take care of exercise. When I get to your age, I might be stronger than you."

Yu Jingdu paused, then turned his head and stared at Xiao Wandan.

With his limited imagination, he really couldn't imagine how this white and soft little dude in front of him would become stronger.

When Rong Zhuo saw him like this, he felt guilty first, and hung his head in frustration.

"It's good that you are like this, why do you compare with me?" Yu Jingdu comforted: "I have a strong body, which I have slowly cultivated over the years, so you are naturally different from me when you pamper yourself."

Rong Zhuo couldn't help thinking wrong when he heard him say, "I have slowly practiced over the years."

He thought to himself, so being a young lady can also strengthen her body?

Yu Jingdu: ...

It's over, seeing Xiao Wandan's expression, you can tell that he is thinking nonsense again.

When the two went back, Jiang Jiyan had already had food prepared.

Rong Zhuo was so hungry that he wolfed down something after washing his hands.

Because they spent too much time riding the horses, and Rong Zhuo took a nap on the horseback when they came back, so after they had lunch, it was already afternoon.

"I was sweating from riding a horse and wanted to take a bath." Rong Zhuo said to Jiang Jiyan, "Can I trouble you..."

"No trouble." Jiang Jiyan hurriedly said: "There is a bathroom in the small courtyard where you live, just ask them to boil the water. There is also a hot spring behind the garden, with running water in it, very clean, you can take a bath if you want Take a dip."

When Rong Zhuo heard the hot spring, his eyes lit up immediately.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiyan hurriedly ordered someone to lead them the way.

Yu Jingdu didn't really want to go at first, but Rong Zhuo forcibly pulled him over.

The boy felt that it was boring to soak in the hot spring alone, and he didn't even have anyone to talk to, so he insisted on his company.

Yu Jingdu had no choice but to take his clothes and cloth towel, and followed Rong Zhuo to the back.

"Jiang Shaoqing's house is indeed a mansion!" Rong Zhuo couldn't help exclaiming when he passed by Jiang's garden, "The roses in the capital are all in bloom, and they still have them here."

As he spoke, he looked at the servant leading the way and asked, "Can I pick one later? Just pick one and put it in the house to look good."

"Young master, just pick it. If you like it, you can ask someone to cut a few branches for you." The servant said hurriedly.

"No need, I'll do it myself later." Rong Zhuo said, looking at Yu Jingdu, "This is probably the last crop of roses, pick one and put it in your room."

While the two were talking, they arrived at the hot spring pool behind the garden.

The hot spring pool in their house should have been artificially built, but because of its ingenious design, it looks very natural.

The water in the pool is clear and clean, and the walls of the pool are also polished to be extremely smooth. It looks like it was done by someone who knows how to enjoy it.

"It's so luxurious!" Rong Zhuo took off his clothes without hesitation, and then stepped into the pool, "It would be nice if I could spend money to get an annual card at Jiang Shaoqing's house, a VIP annual card for Hot Spring Villa, I want it Think at ease."

Yu Jingdu averted his eyes a little, and took off his outer shirt unhurriedly.

But he dawdled for a while, but he didn't take off his underwear.

"Are you just soaking like this?" Rong Zhuo looked at him and asked, "It will be uncomfortable."

"I like wearing clothes." Yu Jingdu said.

"You're not afraid that I'll peep at you, are you?" Rong Zhuo frowned and said, "I've already told you, I..."

"You don't like men, I know, I've said it almost a hundred times." Yu Jingdu glanced at him, but his eyes didn't linger on him.

Rong Zhuo had been thinking about seeing him for a long time, after all, as a soft young man, he would always yearn for and envy such a strong and powerful man like Jing Du.

But Yu Jingdu didn't know what was going on, and he didn't intend to give him a chance.

"Then what are you afraid of?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid of you." Yu Jingdu's tone was light, which made Rong Zhuo even more curious.

He slowly moved beside Jingdu, raised his hand and tugged at Jingdu's clothes, "Isn't it uncomfortable to get wet?"

"good."

"I really don't peek, I feel bad for you looking at you like this." Rong Zhuo said as he tugged on the belt of his underwear, Yu Jingdu only looked at him, and didn't stop him.Rong Zhuo only thought that he had acquiesced, and slowly hooked his fingers to the skirt of his shirt and moved it aside.

As soon as the inner garment was washed by the water, the skirt of the garment fell apart automatically, revealing Yu Jingdu's body.

Rong Zhuo's eyes froze, and his expression immediately froze.

On Yu Jingdu's skin hidden under his coat, wounds of various sizes were lying here and there, some of which had almost faded to the point of being invisible, while others looked like new wounds, presumably from recent months. of.

"How could this be..." Rong Zhuo seemed to have done something wrong, and stretched out his hand to help him cover his clothes, but he didn't dare to touch him.

"You'll be scared if you tell me, so you have to look." Yu Jingdu stretched out his hand to fasten his belt, but there was no abnormal expression on his face.

He went to the army at the age of 13, and he has suffered countless injuries over the years.

Everyone was like this in the army, so there is no need to hide anything.

But Xiao Wandan had never seen such a scene, her face was pale with fright, and her eyes were red.

In fact, Rong Zhuo is not afraid, he just wants to get off the hook, and right now he is feeling sorry for "Qingshi".

He had thought that being a young lady would suffer a lot, and he might encounter customers who were difficult to serve, or customers who were more aggressive.But he never thought that "Qingshi" had suffered such inhuman torture, with so many scars on his body, what kind of pervert would that be?

No wonder the other party trained his body so strong, if he was a little weaker, he would have died long ago.

"If you mind, I'll go back first." Yu Jingdu said before getting up.

"I'm not afraid." Rong Zhuo took his hand and said, "I love you."

Rong Zhuo looked up at him, his beautiful eyes were red, "I didn't know they treated you so badly, Qingshi, I wish I had met you earlier, I would never let them torture you like this."

Yu Jingdu's heart moved, and he secretly thought that the little dandy had thought of that again.

But this time, looking at the reddened eyes of the man in front of him, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

"Don't worry, no one will treat you like this again from now on." Rong Zhuo said.

At this moment, Yu Jingdu's heart was hot and itchy as if being scratched by a kitten's paw.

He has been born and died for so many years, and there are people around him who care about him and live and die with him.

Those comrades, those sons and daughters, all of them are life-threatening friendships with him.

But no one loved him as much as Xiao Wandan.

He is the banquet king of this dynasty, a person who makes the enemy fearful, and a Shura who can stop children from crying at night...

People will only respect him and be afraid of him, but no one will love him.

Who would think to feel sorry for such a person?

In the past, Yu Jingdu also felt that he didn't need these things.

He was a loner, fearless, with a heart as hard as a stone.

But today, someone suddenly felt sorry for him, which made his hard-hearted heart suddenly burst into life.

"Are you really not afraid?" Yu Jingdu asked him again.

"Not afraid." Rong Zhuo shook his head.

Afterwards, Yu Jingdu took off his clothes in front of him, revealing his injuries.

"Who did this to you? Can't Jiang Shaoqing catch him?" Rong Zhuo said indignantly.

"The people who hurt me are already dead." Yu Jingdu said.

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo's expression softened a little.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

"It hurts at first, but then I don't feel any more pain." Yu Jingdu leaned on the stone wall, and said in a calm tone: "In many cases, actually feeling pain is a good thing, it will make you sure that you are still alive. "

Rong Zhuo really didn't know how to comfort him, he leaned against the stone wall with a dejected expression and stopped talking.

Yu Jingdu looked at his delicate profile, and couldn't help raising his hand to move towards him, as if he wanted to touch Rong Zhuo's face.

But he hesitated for a while with that hand, and in the end he only brushed a strand of the other's hair that was wet with steam behind his ear.

After coming out of the hot spring that day, Rong Zhuo was always depressed.

Ever since Yu Jingdu knew him, he had never seen him so depressed.

It wasn't until the servants came to ask them to have dinner that night, when Rong Zhuo saw that the table was full of food, his mood improved a little.

"You guys were riding horses outside at noon, so I didn't have a good meal with you, so I should make up for it tonight." Jiang Jiyan said to Rong Zhuo, "Especially Young Master Rong, it's the first time to be a guest at the humble house. Young Master Rong must not take offense at the places that are not in the right place."

"Jiang Shaoqing is too polite." Rong Zhuo said hastily.

Yu Jingdu kept looking at Jiang Jiyan, as if he had a premonition that he had something to say.

Sure enough, after exchanging pleasantries, he suddenly said, "Young Master Rong, you have been to the poetry meeting held by the Marquis of Yong'an, Zhang Luo, right?"

Rong Zhuo was taken aback, he didn't expect that Jiang Jiyan not only knew him, but also knew about his participation in the poetry meeting.

But this is not a secret, there are not many people in the capital who know about it.

"Yes." Rong Zhuo said.

"Jiang heard that the prince also went to the poetry meeting that day," Jiang Jiyan said.

Rong Zhuo looked up at him, feeling that Jiang Jiyan seemed to have something in his words.

"It's an old trick for the crown prince to use his poems to win over people." Jiang Jiyan smiled and said, "Fortunately, young master Rong was lucky and escaped a catastrophe."

In his two short sentences, there was too much information, and Rong Zhuo was completely confused after listening to it.

One must know that no one dared to mention the fact that he hated the prince, not even Yu Jingdu, because he was afraid that disaster would come out of his mouth.

This Jiang Shaoqing is good, the first time they met, he spoke ill of the prince in front of him, and even dragged himself along.

"Master Rong probably doesn't like the prince either, does he?" Jiang Jiyan asked.

"I..." Rong Zhuo didn't dare to answer at all, and looked at Yu Jingdu as if asking for help.

As early as when Jiang Jiyan asked the first question, Yu Jingdu's face darkened.

If he didn't want to lose his temper in front of Rong Zhuo, Jiang Jiyan would be in trouble now.

But intellectually, Yu Jingdu could also guess why Jiang Jiyan would do this.

The other party was on duty at Dali Temple, and what he was best at was cross-examination, and he was very good at observing words and deeds.

Others asked for answers, but he came to the conclusion he wanted entirely by observing people's expressions.

A young man with no mind like Rong Zhuo was like a blank sheet of paper in front of Jiang Jiyan, unable to hide anything.

"Young Master Rong, you and I are brother Qingshi's best friends, there is no need to avoid so many taboos between us." Jiang Jiyan said: "Jiang speaks more straightforwardly and doesn't like to hide things. Don't mind, Young Master Rong."

"No problem." Rong Zhuo said hastily.

He said so on the lips, but his heart was already full of anxiety.

"I..." Rong Zhuo thought about it for a while, "I just don't want to get involved in the court affairs, after all, being with you is like being with a tiger..."

"It's right that you don't want to get involved in his affairs." Jiang Jiyan said: "Young Master Rong can still see people well."

Rong Zhuo laughed dryly, but didn't answer.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jiyan changed the subject and asked directly: "Actually, apart from that one, there is no one who is worth relying on. Since Young Master Rong doesn't like the crown prince, why didn't he consider another one?"

"Another one?" Rong Zhuo asked puzzled, "Jiang Shaoqing means..."

His thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly realized that the other person the other party was talking about was His Royal Highness the Banquet King.

Judging from the direction of the original book, Baoyan Wang's thighs must be correct.

But Rong Zhuo didn't know the other party, and he really didn't want to get involved in this matter, so naturally he wouldn't think about it.

What's more, the prince likes him because he fits the prince's personality, and the banquet king may not take him seriously.

His Royal Highness the King of Banquet who killed and killed people might hate literati like him the most.

"Jiang heard that the other one has a bad reputation, but he is still a real person." Jiang Jiyan avoided Yu Jingdu's cold gaze, and continued to ask, "Young Master Rong, really haven't thought about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jingdu also looked at Rong Zhuo, as if he was quite curious about the answer.

"Jiang Shaoqing doesn't know something." Rong Zhuo smiled awkwardly, "I'm not afraid of Jiang Shaoqing's jokes when I say it. I don't have any grand plans in this life. I just want to be an ordinary person and live my life in a mediocre way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jiyan and Yu Jingdu exchanged glances, and Yu Jingdu's gaze was of course warning.

The meal was really rich, but Ke Rongzhuo didn't eat much of it.

Jiang Jiyan didn't know what kind of madness he was talking about with him on such a sensitive topic.

After dinner, Rong Zhuo went back to the guest room first.

Yu Jingdu obviously had something to say to Jiang Jiyan, so he didn't follow Rong Zhuo back.

As soon as Rong Zhuo left, Jiang Jiyan knelt down on one knee towards Yu Jingdu.

Yu Jingdu looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of coldness.

"You still have this king in your eyes?" Yu Jingdu's tone was flat, but what he said made Jiang Jiyan shudder.

These days, because he wants to hide his identity, Yu Jingdu has never called himself the king in front of him.

Today, he was really angry.

"My lord!" Jiang Jiyan said, "I know you already had a choice, but you just couldn't make up your mind. You don't want to hurt young master Rong, but you want to find a safe solution, but young master Rong has already given you the answer ah."

Since he only wanted to live his ordinary life and didn't want to get involved with anyone in the court, Yu Jingdu had only one choice, to completely disappear in his world as Qingshi.

Yu Jingdu himself didn't know this, he was hesitant because he knew it too well.

"My lord, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain!" Jiang Jiyan said.

"Do you think I don't know what to do?" Yu Jingdu said coldly.

He knew what to do, but he still couldn't help feeling a little bit of greed in his heart, thinking that it would be great if he could let the little dandy accompany him on this road.

The little dandy may not be smart enough to play tricks, and he may not even be willing to enter the court.

But that's not what Yu Jingdu was looking for, he just thought that if he could always have such a bright and clear person by his side in the future, then this road destined to be long and dark might not be so difficult.

"My lord..." Jiang Jiyan said.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me remember what happened today, if there is a next time, you don't have to follow me." Yu Jingdu glanced at him, then got up and left.

Jiang Jiyan sighed with melancholy on his face.

Now he is really afraid that His Royal Highness will go crazy and do something irreversible.

After Yu Jingdu left the dining room, he went straight back to the guest room.

But to his surprise, there was no figure of Rong Zhuo in the room.

Yu Jingdu sat in the room for a while, only to feel his eyelids twitching all the time, and he couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

Afterwards, he got up and left the room, wanting to find someone to inquire about Rong Zhuo's whereabouts.

However, as soon as he left the small courtyard, he heard a noise coming from the front.

Yu Jingdu walked quickly towards the direction of the sound, and met a group of guards who rushed over halfway.

"What happened?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Mr. Qingshi, there are assassins in the village, our son asked his subordinates to come and protect you and Mr. Rong." The guard said.

Yu Jingdu's complexion changed, and he almost choked for breath.

An assassin came to Zhuangzi, but Rong Zhuo disappeared at this time.

He hardly dared to think about it...

If he encounters an assassin, how should he deal with Xiao Wandan's powerless body?

"Looking for someone..." Yu Jingdu opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was a little hoarse.

The guards reacted quickly, and immediately sent someone to ask the servants for a few words, and learned that Rong Zhuo went to the garden after eating.

Only then did Yu Jingdu remember that Xiaowandan said in the afternoon that he would pick a rose branch for him.

"Too bad, the assassin seems to have climbed over the wall from the garden." A guard hurriedly said.

There was no one in the garden at night, and entering from there was not easy to be detected.

Yu Jingdu rushed towards the garden when he heard the words.

He still remembered the clusters of red roses he saw when he passed by today, so he went straight there without hesitation.

With the firelight from the lantern hanging not far away, Yu Jingdu could tell at a glance that there was no one here.

Only on the path made of green bricks, a trampled rose flower is particularly dazzling.

Yu Jingdu walked forward slowly, leaned over to pick up the flower, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The little dandy had been here before, but he wouldn't just throw the flowers on the ground so casually that he picked with great difficulty after obtaining the consent of the servants.

Yu Jingdu turned his head to look at the surrounding flowers, inexplicably feeling a bloody smell in his nostrils.

He didn't dare to think about it, but he still couldn't help imagining in his mind how the flower in his hand fell to the ground.

"Rong Zhuo..." Yu Jingdu said, his voice full of unknowing fear.

At the moment overwhelming despair welled up in his heart, he heard a faint response.

The slightly trembling voice from nervousness pulled Yu Jingdu out of the boundless despair.

Afterwards, Yu Jingdu saw a clump of rose flowers beside him being pulled away, and then the little dandy's head poked out.

"Help!" Rong Zhuo said angrily.

Yu Jingdu raised his breath of relief just now.

But I heard Xiao Wandan crying:

"I'm about to be stabbed to death by the flower thorn!"

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