[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

His Highness the Crown Prince put on dark clothes, and he was a tall and handsome young man, standing in the middle of the school field, like a young white poplar, bending his bow, nodding his arrows, and hitting the red heart in one go.

"Shi Ying, come and try." Yuan Chen handed over the bow.

Baoyu imitated Yuan Chen's posture, but he only learned superficially, and he didn't have the strength of character that he had practiced for several years. When His Royal Highness bowed and set an arrow, his shoulders were flat, his back was tight, his arms were straight, and his body was full of tension.

But Baoyu, in order to see the bull's-eye clearly, either tilted his head or leaned his body, and his arms were not straight.

"Your arms must be straight, or you won't be able to use your strength. Come on, like this." Yuan Chen looked at it for a while with his hands behind his back, and immediately saw that Baoyu's foundation was not ordinary, so he stepped forward to help him adjust his arms posture.

The clear green pine smell on the young man's body mixed with a little bit of unrestrained hot sweat, made His Royal Highness beside him a scorching body, as if he was surrounded by a beam of fire when he approached him.

He concentrated, put all his mind on the target, and according to Yuan Chen's explanation, he raised his arm, drew the bow, bang, and shot it.

He let out a long breath, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although the arrow didn't even touch the edge of the target, it was lying alone on the ground five steps away from it.

"Your Highness is laughing at me. I don't understand martial arts very well." For the first time, Baoyu felt a little ashamed of his laziness.

"It's okay. Arm strength is not a day's work. Get tired. Come and wipe off your sweat." A white silk handkerchief was handed over, and Yuan Chen looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Baoyu thought of the eight years with Miss Lin, and he was like this too. Seeing that Sister Lin was sweating, she also handed over the white silk handkerchief so thoughtfully. However, although they had been together for eight long years, Sister Lin was human Sitting across from each other.

And this His Royal Highness, who has only been with the little rabbit for half a year, not only remembers its taste, but also finds himself among thousands of people, and spares no effort to invite the emperor teacher for him, and Xuan enters the palace to accompany him to read.

During countless sleepless nights, he always wondered if he could see this person again. Could it be that this person was always thinking about himself?

Baoyu turned his head and looked at Yuanchen suddenly, the Crown Prince raised his eyebrows, the endless pampering in his eyes had not had time to be wiped away, and Baoyu keenly caught a trace of it.

"Your Highness, why are you... why are you so kind to me?" Baoyu asked in a daze.

"Because you are that little rabbit, I like it very much." Yuan Chen blinked and answered easily.

That's right, His Royal Highness is Aiwujiwu, otherwise, why would he do so much for his tired self?

Baoyu was relieved all of a sudden, but a little lost.

I am no better than a little rabbit!

A senior eunuch beside the emperor came over and said embarrassedly: "Although I know that His Highness is taking a rest today, but His Majesty's memorial is halfway through, and he has a terrible headache, so..."

"Okay, you go back first, I'll be there right away." Yuan Chen nodded to the embarrassing old eunuch, and answered happily, then turned to Baoyu: "Shi Ying, you go back to the mansion first, and we will practice tomorrow."

Baoyu hurriedly saluted and said goodbye to the palace and returned home.

rare.Jia Amnesty was waiting at the door with a charming smile, which made Baoyu think carefully about what he could do to offend the old man in the past two days.

"Baoyu is back, how is His Highness the Crown Prince? What lessons did you do today?" Jia Amnesty had a kind face.

"Go back to the old man, study with His Highness, and practice archery." Baoyu hurriedly cupped his hands to answer.

Jia Amnesty had been the accompanying reader of Prince Yin back then, so he naturally knew that these officials' sons were just a foil, their writing could not surpass their master's, and they had to be clumsy when riding horses and archery.

However, this precious jade doesn't need to be hidden, and it can't catch up with others.

Baoyu recalled the small school yard at home, but it was located in the east courtyard. Although it had been idle for many years, it was always regarded by Jia She as his personal property. Seeing that the old man was in a good mood now, he took the opportunity to ask:

"I still need to ask the elder for instructions. In the future, my nephew may often use the small school grounds." Seeing that Jia She didn't respond, he added: "His Royal Highness told me to practice more frequently when I go home."

"Okay, just use Baoyu. Although you are not old, you will still serve the prince. Don't be tired." Jia She smiled kindly again and readily agreed.

The golden signboard of His Royal Highness is really easy to use.

Seeing that the sun had not yet set, Baoyu hurried to the school grounds, thinking about the archery posture of His Highness the Crown Prince, and practiced it over and over again until it was dark, when Jia Mu sent three or four people to remind him, and then he reluctantly returned to the school. Dinner in the west courtyard.

Baoyu slept soundly again, and the next morning, before dawn, she jumped out of bed vigorously, washed and dressed, and entered the palace accompanied by a servant.

Yuan Chen was earlier than him. After paying homage to his father and mother, he came to the South Study Room after the early morning court. Behind him, the eunuch was still holding Xiao Shangao's memorial in his arms.

The teacher, Mr. Zhu, spoke with high spirits on the stage, and the accompanying reader, Baoyu, was fascinated by listening to it. The poor prince buried his head in the memorial, and he had to raise his head from time to time to correct the accompanying reader who often wandered off in his thoughts.

A few days later, several masters got together and were very puzzled by His Royal Highness's actions.

Especially Mr. Zhu, he was very shocked by his self-confident beauty. At first, he thought that His Royal Highness re-learned basic theories from him in order to increase the time spent together, but with the addition of Mr. Hu and Master Zhang, the handsome man felt serious Clear one thing.

His Royal Highness pointed in the direction, it might be that innocent little companion.

These courses are all to prepare for the sprint for the imperial examination, and in the daily relationship, the highest ideal of that young student is to pass the exam.

Martial arts master Guo is even more lost than Mr. Zhu. Anyway, he is still in the teaching position, but he is not only being rubbed on the ground by His Royal Highness every day in different ways, but what is even more depressing is that he is not allowed to teach. Get started directly by yourself, and teach that little companion to read.

However, the little companion was also studying very hard. At this moment, even though it was already dark, Baoyu was still standing in the field of his small school.

Although His Royal Highness praised her rapid progress many times, Baoyu still wanted to do better. This feeling of being recognized was really wonderful.

In particular, when he shot the arrow on the target for the first time, His Royal Highness's smile made him suddenly have the urge to die just to be able to watch it one more time.

This is what the ancients called knowing oneself, right?When he was young, he was very willing to be close to that sister Lin, but as the girl grew up, he became bored and preconceived hostility, and his mind gradually faded away.

But now, this familiar feeling came again, His Royal Highness frowned at the memorials everywhere, but when he saw himself, he would smile warmly.

He wants to be infinitely close to him.

When Baoyu's arrow hits a little closer to the bull's-eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrives.

The memorials and festivities in front of Yuan Chen are also getting more and more high. Basically, Baoyu is the only one listening to the lectures given by the husband, but His Royal Highness, who is buried in government affairs, seems to have a third eye. He put his finger on his forehead unconsciously for a question that he understood too much, and His Royal Highness stood up and walked over to analyze it again for him in detail.

The people around the prince immediately felt that His Highness was unusual for this companion, and even the eunuch who grew up serving the prince knew in his heart that his master had never cared so much for anyone. , this naive and ignorant little companion reads, and the official position will be great in the future.

Baoyu looked up and saw the eunuch standing at the door of the study holding a cup of soup, smiling and waving to himself.

He got up and walked over, the eunuch smiled and said: "Young Master Jia, this is the ginseng soup stewed by the Empress, please let His Highness drink it."

Baoyu was a little apprehensive. When Yuan Chen was reviewing the memorial, he didn't like being disturbed by others. In the past, some eunuchs brought soup and refreshments, but he just frowned and waved, asking them to serve the emperor and other companions to eat.

At this time, Yuan Chen was frowning at a memorial.

Baoyu took the soup and moved it slowly to Yuanchen, not daring to say anything.

Yuan Chen looked up and saw Baoyu's deer-like dark eyes, he shook his head hurriedly, managed his expression well, and smiled gently: "Hey? There's soup, and I'm just a little hungry, come to Shiying, sit here. "As he spoke, he patted the place beside him.

Baoyu obediently sat down next to him, opened the lid, and handed him the soup cup.

Yuan Chen sniffed it exaggeratedly, smiled intoxicatedly and said, "Well, it's delicious and fragrant. The mother's stew must be a thousand-year-old ginseng." After finishing speaking, he took a sip and handed it to Baoyu: "You take the remaining ginseng. After drinking it, and then shooting arrows, you will be able to hit the bull's-eye."

Baoyu took it, took a sip, and handed it back to Yuanchen.

The small soup cup was not big, and two 16-year-old boys were gone after two sips each.

Yuan Chen was about to send someone to remove the cup, but Baoyu smiled and scooped out the small piece of ginseng from the bottom of the cup with a spoon, bit off a small half, and chewed it in his mouth like a little rabbit.

Yuan Chen was taken aback, is the son's family so poor?Can ginseng soup be eaten like this?

"Your Highness, as long as it is ginseng, it is useful no matter how it is eaten. No matter if it is eaten raw or cooked, the effect will be maximized only if it is eaten in the stomach. I was once ill and was taught by a genius doctor," Baoyu explained. Eyes full of sincerity.

Mr. Bai, you are really good.

"Your Highness, would you like to try it?" Baoyu held up the big half of purple ginseng, with a sincere expression of offering sacrifices.

Yuan Chen didn't have this hobby at first, but his eyes caught the wriggling little mouth of the opposite person, which was tender and moist, and with a small amount of chewing, a small pear dimple was pulled out from time to time.

Yuan Chen suddenly felt uncomfortable from his throat.

"Is it delicious?" He stared at his lips.

"It's delicious." Baoyu brought the piece of purple ginseng to Yuanchen's mouth.

On Zi Yingying's ginseng, it seemed that there were still fine and neat teeth marks of the young master, and the dryness spread to his mouth. Yuan Chen leaned forward and swallowed the piece of ginseng into his mouth in one gulp.

Soft and sweet, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince chewed a sip of ginseng in his mouth for most of the day.

There were hurried footsteps coming from outside the door, and the eunuch next to the emperor flashed in quickly, holding a memorial in his hand: "His Royal Highness, the eight hundred li fast horse hastened to report that the Yellow River burst and flooded 680 villages in three provinces. Your Majesty asked His Highness Set off quickly and go to the disaster area to coordinate the overall situation."