Duan Zhishaohua

As soon as the New Year is over, the Lantern Festival also follows.In the past, the serious and upright Prince Jing Mansion was bustling for a while with these days of universal celebration, and it slowly returned to normal as the end drew to a close, as gorgeous as the fireworks in full bloom during the Lantern Festival.

Before and after the new year, until the Lantern Festival, Duan Shaohua really took precautions.

Xiao He, who was caught as a thief in his room, has been silent since then. Duan Shaohua sent Dong'er to inquire, but all he got was that Manager Yan said that he beat the board, and then rushed to the house.As for where she is, I don't know.

After hearing this, Duan Shaohua didn't know how to respond.Thinking about it carefully, Xiao He was considered careless, so naturally Prince Jing would not be able to protect her.

I just don't know, have they met again?

I don't know whether I should breathe a sigh of relief, Duan Shaohua is still a little hesitant.Prince Jing is a heavenly man in the royal family, yet he also used shady tricks.For what reason did he want to go back on his word?

After thinking about it, perhaps, as he said that day in the mountains, he hasn't "loved" himself enough.

It's just this "favor", he is just a mere layman, he really can't bear the favor of a heavenly family like Prince Jing.If you enjoy more, you may lose your life.

Just to be sure, since Pei Jing sent someone to steal the blood book, it proves that the promise still has certain taboos for him.

Duan Shaohua understands this fact, and is also anxious at the moment, if he is a little careless...

The blood book full of promises, of course, can only be at ease now, but it is not safe.Duan Shaohua thought hard, and finally kept the blood book in the closet, but this time he changed his method completely.

Duan Shaohua also had an idea, and immediately started to find a regular dress in the closet.The material of the clothes is brand new, but the style is a little old, and the number of times he wears it on weekdays is also very few, just to avoid suspicion.

Taking the clothes as a cover, Duan Shaohua clumsily used needles and threads, stitching the bloody letter into the clothes one by one.

Duan Shaohua is full of confidence when it comes to piano skills, but his sewing skills are clumsy, so he should find someone else to help, or Donger.

In Manfu, Dong'er was the one he could trust the most, but when Liberty was shut down, he subconsciously wanted to hide this matter from Dong'er.

The needle was used intermittently, the cloth was covered, the clothes were blocked, and finally it was carefully folded and placed in the cabinet, mixed with the usual clothes.Even if there is another Xiaohe, I am afraid it may not be found.

Duan Shaohua didn't feel at ease until after all this was done. After glancing at the cabinet, he felt that it was a solid fortress.

In the cold, only this matter gave him peace of mind.

While waiting, the strong sense of winter ends in the Lantern Festival, followed by the vernal equinox.

Spring is here, the ice and snow are melting, the spring is overcast, the green grass is green and sharp, and the willow branches are sprouting new buds.Looking everywhere, there is a sense of spring.

The new leaves in the courtyard came out, and a rattan chair was placed under the tree, gently shaking back and forth with the breeze.

Stone tables and rattan chairs, warm wind and spring scenery, just waiting for someone to come forward.

After a while, the door of the room was opened wide, and it was Dong'er who walked out unhurriedly.

Holding a blanket in her hand, she quickly spread it on the wicker chair.

The furry layer completely covered the wicker chair, but it seemed to be very soft just by looking at it.

After laying down the blanket, Dong'er smiled.After another pause, after thinking for a while, he turned around and turned on the stove, as if he wanted to make tea.

With the steaming heat, Duan Shaohua came out of the room after a while, holding the teapot in his hand, and handed it to Dong'er, both of them smiled.

He just sat down on the rattan chair, half lying down, and saw a lot of golden light shining through the sparse leaves.Duan Shaohua raised his head slightly, and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

For a long time, he has learned how to pass the time.In addition to playing the piano and pen and ink, the sunlight in the courtyard is his yearning.

The coldness of winter faded away, and Duan Shaohua couldn't help but smile as he faced the warm spring.

He parted his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly to meet the golden light that filled the garden.It can be said that it is comfortable.

On weekdays, I never noticed the benefits of sunlight.

I just thought about it, seeing that Prince Jing was many days away, but Chun Ri came so fast.

As soon as a thought came out, he couldn't help laughing at himself for being absurd.It is clearly a natural law that winter turns into spring, and everything has to be related to Prince Jing.

He put away his absurd thoughts, chose the most comfortable position on the wicker chair, and felt the warm sun with peace of mind.

Lazily basking in the sun for a while, Duan Shaohua glanced at the golden sun above his head from time to time, and after a while, his eyes were already turning white in bursts, so blurry.

He hurriedly got up and rubbed his eyes, and after waiting for his vision to return to normal, he went into the room, took down the piano from the shelf, and wiped it inch by inch in the sunlight.

Coincidentally, Dong'er was just making tea, took the teapot and put it on the stone table, and said with a smile, "Why did you take out the piano?"

Duan Shaohua stroked the qin and wiped it slowly, not letting go of any strings, his movements were unbelievably gentle, "I haven't touched it for so many days, I really failed."

It's annoyed to say that this is a guy who eats by himself, so he was negligent.

He wiped the whole piano carefully, gently and slowly, with his heart and face full of joy.

Dong'er noticed it when he was pouring tea, but he was stunned for a moment, "Young master seems very happy today."

Duan Shaohua raised his head when he heard the words, still smiling, but he said, "Dong'er, how long is it written in your contract of sale?"

Dong'er's hand holding the teapot paused, and then said without thinking, "Five years."

Five years is just a compromise number in normal times.But in Prince Jing's mansion, it was extremely scary to hear it.

Duan Shaohua looked at Dong'er's pretty and tender face, and couldn't help wondering where she would go in the future, which master she would serve, and whether she would be wronged?

Gradually, a sense of unbearable feeling emerged in her heart, and she only hoped that in the next three years, Dong'er would be as comfortable as she is now in the mansion.

Both he and Dong'er were waiting.

From the warm spring to the scorching summer, every day passes, I can't wait to count my fingers.But the more you look forward to it, the slower the days seem to pass.

In recent days, the most gratifying thing for him is that the number of appearances of Prince Jing has decreased recently. It seems that a major event has happened in the court, and Prince Jing can't get away.

Duan Shaohua doesn't understand the important affairs of the court, but this matter is really good for him, without the prince in front of his eyes, he can do everything more freely.

Gradually, when the days became longer and longer, and after so many free days, he finally thought about it and did the math, and it was three or four months since he had seen Prince Jing.

Unexpectedly, these months passed so quickly again.

In a blink of an eye, it is the hottest August, and the sun is so fierce that it will soon be the heat of a lifetime.The cicadas outside the window are tired of screaming tirelessly, and the hot sweat on the body is also layer upon layer, which makes people feel flustered.

Duan Shaohua had just returned from the courtyard, and the scorching sun made him feel hot all over, as if his body had been softened by the sun.Once back in the room, the whole person stood next to the freshly picked ice cubes, intercepting the cool air without restraint.

The door and courtyard were closed tightly, the curtains of the windows were lowered, and a large urn filled with huge ice cubes was placed in the middle of the room.Even though it was such a short period of time, he was still eager, wishing to put ice cubes in the room and just lie down on the floor.

In the past few months of ease, he has enjoyed the ready-made more and more.

The heat from the outside still sticks to his body, dampening a few strands of hair, and the thin clothes are also dripping with sweat.With this kind of heat, coupled with the noisy sound of cicadas outside, Duan Shaohua felt hotter and hotter, so he simply put his hands on the big urn, but felt that it was not enough, so he put his face on it too.

Sisi cool air permeated his body, driving away the heat, Duan Shaohua couldn't help sighing softly.

The room was extremely quiet, he was craving the cold air from the ice next to his body, when he heard a soft sound, the door seemed to be opened.

Duan Shaohua didn't care, he just thought it was Dong'er, and said without thinking: "This ice cube is good, you also come here to drive away the heat."

There was no words at the door, and then a reply, "Okay."

Duan Shaohua was instantly startled by the low, thick male voice, it was not Pei Jing's voice.

Immediately got up, looking embarrassed.

One side of his cheek was frozen red from the ice, his clothes were half untied, and when he stood up quickly, he tore the belt, and it was hanging loosely on his shoulders.The end of her hair was also damp from the cold air.

Duan Shaohua felt impolite, so he gave a hurried salute, and then began to organize his clothes.

His hasty movements were stopped by Pei Jing. Pei Jing didn't seem to care at all, but walked towards the bed that had already been covered with soft mats, half lying down.

Duan Shaohua's hand was held in his palm, and he directly felt Pei Jing's body temperature, which was as hot as the scorching sun outside.

He moved uncomfortably and tried to pull his hand away, but it was held even tighter.

"My lord." Duan Shaohua could only find something to say, "Your lord came suddenly..."

"My king is tired." Pei Jing waved his hand, speaking hoarsely.

Only then did Duan Shaohua remember to face him squarely, and when he looked at Prince Jing, he looked tired as expected.You looked at those two eye circles, both of which were dark blue.It seems that I am afraid that I have been up for several nights.

I can't help but think of the busy government that I inquired about a few days ago, and seeing Pei Jing's fatigue today, it really is.

It can be seen that Pei Jing has a strange temperament, but he is so concerned about state affairs.

It's just that I can't figure it out, if the prince is tired, why doesn't he go to rest in his own room, instead he came to another place.

But he couldn't help him to say these words, Duan Shaohua lowered his head slightly, lowered his voice and said: "Then I will ask Manager Yan to prepare more ice cubes, the prince will rest first."

After he finished speaking, Pei Jing remained silent.With only eyes closed, the fatigue became even heavier.

Duan Shaohua only thought that he was asleep, and breathed a sigh of relief.He was about to get up and leave, but unexpectedly Pei Jing woke up with him, "Don't move."

Surprised, Duan Shaohua looked up, Pei Jing's eyes were still closed, but his hands were loosened.Then he raised his hand and nodded his head, "Come here and help me massage."

Duan Shaohua stayed by the bed, evading, "The prince should find Manager Yan."

Pei Jing shook his finger, but his eyes opened, "What are you talking about, it's because you don't want to serve me."

As soon as Duan Shaohua swallowed his temper, he could only say softly: "Don't dare. It's just a prince with a noble body, just don't think I'm rough and thick."

While talking, she finally sat on the edge of the bed, moved her side carefully, and pressed her long and slender fingers on Pei Jing's temples on both sides, pressing them gently and softly.

Duan Shaohua was originally a luthier, and he controlled the strength of his fingers very well.Pei Jing also closed his eyes comfortably, and with Duan Shaohua's ten fingers pressing tightly, the fatigue on his body disappeared a lot.

Pei Jing couldn't help but think that coming here is indeed beneficial.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry to all those who read the article, it's not a scam, and it's not that I don't want to ask for leave.It's really because, it can only be said that it happened suddenly.Something happened at home, I was reckless and almost lost my life, but luckily I survived.I just touched the computer today, I will make up the first two chapters, and then update it tonight.Thank you to everyone who read my little podcast, bow down.