[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

"I'm fine. It's too presumptuous to ask His Highness to help you change clothes." Baoyu tried hard to gather his energy, calmed down those mixed emotions, and bowed his hands to Yuanchen solemnly.

"It's okay. You are my companion, and you will also be my minister in the future. You are a monarch and a friend." Yuan Chen helped him up and patted him on the shoulder.

Baoyu was a little moved when he heard it, the minister of the shoulders!Since I was a child, I was either scolded as a lazy thing, or called a sweetheart, and no one had ever expected myself with such grandiose words.

If a scholar does not die for his confidant, he will be a scholar in vain.

When Baoyu got on the horse again, the little whip whipped loudly, and when he was hungry, he gnawed on a chicken leg in the wind, and then raised his hoofs vigorously and rushed forward.

The performance of the pampered young master not only amazed His Royal Highness, but even the guards who were accustomed to the wind and rain also looked at this young master with admiration.

Born with jade in his mouth, how could he be a mortal thing?

Yuan Chen also doesn't live in the passing Zhoufu, just like ordinary travelers, every time it gets dark, they rest in the nearest store. Hot showers are a luxury.

Baoyu's face was covered with a thick layer of dust, but her eyes were darker and brighter.

There were constant news coming from the front. The news that His Royal Highness set off after hearing the report had already spread among the officials involved in the disaster relief. They did not receive the order to welcome the Crown Prince Yijia. They knew that this nobleman did not want to alarm everyone. At this time, he may have arrived long ago, and I don't know which section of the Yellow River he is inspecting himself.

Therefore, in this disaster relief, officials at all levels cooperated seamlessly, and everyone scrambled to go to the most dangerous front-line command. It is many times faster than throwing a piece of wood and punching a piece of wood.

Not only that, the local rich and powerful families set up porridge sheds for relief as if they did not spend money, one after another, continuously, the victims did not need to eat the food distributed by the government at all, they carried a bowl every day and ate from scratch In the end, the stomach was full and round.

There are also more faithful men and good women. The rich and noble ladies stand in front of the porridge bucket with green onion-like jade fingers, with compassionate smiles like Guanyin on their faces, and patiently serve porridge to the victims. , staring at a pair of shrewd eyes, quietly sizing up the young men among the refugees, assessing their unique aura of flamboyance or tolerance, and devoutly believing that good people are rewarded with good things, how could it be possible not to visit His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the disaster area? Come to inspect the porridge shed.

Perhaps, the daughter of my own place of birth will be more blessed than those noble ladies in the capital, and have a wonderful relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince.

His Highness the Crown Prince, who was missed by thousands of officials and young girls in the disaster-stricken area, was sitting in the air vent at the moment, blowing the cold wind of late autumn, and roasting a pheasant for his little companion.

The more you walk, the more desolate, not to mention the post house, even the rural wild shop, there is nowhere to be seen, and it is dark. Fortunately, the guards have rich experience in wild survival, and without much effort, they set up a big fire and hunted. A few pheasants were brought, fresh and tender mushrooms were picked, and clear mountain spring water was brought and burned on the fire.

The dark guard looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince roasting the chicken intently, and when he glanced at it, he knew that it was almost burnt but the inside was not yet cooked. He even imagined that the young man would twitch his mouth later, The horror scene where the roast chicken is flying everywhere.

too frightening.

What's even more frightening is that His Royal Highness doesn't want to lose face?

His Royal Highness is still concentrating on roasting, and with a serious expression, he absolutely believes that he will roast the most delicious roast chicken in the world.

The little companion next to him watched staringly, his big black eyes were full of red, and his eager mouth absolutely believed that what flowed under the roasted black skin was definitely the first-class delicacy in this world.

The dark guard's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of thinking of a way for the master to save face in front of his sweetheart in a decent and graceful manner before His Royal Highness started to eat the roast chicken.

Dark Guard C came back from fetching water, his legs were stained with yellow mud, Dark Guard Armor had a flash of inspiration, and suggested to His Highness the Crown Prince happily: "Your Highness, I know a way to eat it, it is a long-lost ancient recipe... .. Your Highness, have you heard of beggar chicken?"

"Is beggar chicken the chicken that beggars eat?" Yuan Chen smiled and turned his head to look at Baoyu.

The dark guard almost bit off his tongue in regret, why didn't he want an extravagant name, the master and this young master are obviously still in the stage of flirting with each other, and they wish they were all romantic and elegant things like stars and moons , beggar chicken?ha.......!

"It's also called a mud chicken." The dark guard Bing next to him added stupidly.

Shut up, okay? The dark guard, who was about to think of a name, stared at him fiercely.

"Oh, brother guard is right. I read it in an ancient book. The literati in the Wei and Jin Dynasties liked to wrap pheasants in mud and bake them in the ashes of pear wood on the top of the bamboo forest. Yes. Looking at the moon, reciting poems, and eating chicken legs, you can return to the true nature without losing elegance." Baoyu immediately became interested when he heard the word "mud".

The dark guard directly wants to kneel down to this young master. The young master who was born with jade in his mouth is different. The same chicken, when spoken from his own mouth, is something that beggars only eat. It's so elegant.

"Okay, then let's try it. There is no shortage of mud here, but there may not be this rosewood nearby." Yuan Chen looked around and found that a large forest was far away.

"You two are good at lightness, hurry up and cut down two pear trees, Bing, take your highness's chicken and go cover it with mud." The dark guard armor quickly gave orders as if desperate for his life.

Yuan Chen glanced at him, and nodded slightly towards him.This dark guard is so clever, it seems that it is a bit inferior to be such a little boss.

When he smelled the aroma of other guards' grilled chicken, Yuan Chen knew that this one must be a failure, but when he saw Baoyu's trusting gaze, which was the best and sure to be delicious, he couldn't bear to admit that he couldn't even admit it. Even a chicken couldn't be roasted well, and when he saw the dark guard's gaze lingering on the chicken, he knew that this clever ghost would definitely save him.

really.

Yuan Chen appreciates this kind of person, and uses this kind of person heavily, no matter in the court or the harem, but he will never like this kind of person.

Because he himself is this kind of person.

Whether it's the little rabbit or Baoyu, what attracts him is the pair of black, pure, and ignorant eyes, so clear, shallow and bottomless, but it can make people sink headlong, indulge in them, and can't extricate themselves.

A guard rushed over carrying two dead rosewood trees. The dark guard not only buried the half-waste product in the red ashes, but also waited on Yuan Chen attentively and wrapped three or two in yellow mud.

These hidden guards have all experienced extremely harsh survival tests, and they have much more knowledge about how to provide the master with the greatest comfort in rough conditions than ordinary people.

While waiting for the beggar chicken, they took off the fat from other roasted chickens, spread them on the fresh and tender mushrooms, sprinkled some salt, and grilled them on the fragrant rosewood. The sound of the ground, the smell will make people's taste buds open.

Baoyu ate three skewers in a row, and his lips were stained with a layer of clear oil, which was glowing in front of the red wildfire. Yuanchen looked at him, and handed three more skewers: "Eat more, it's cold at night."

When the two rosewood sticks were burned out, the dark guard picked up the remaining ash with a small stick, and Baoyu also excitedly stepped forward to help. As soon as the four big black round balls rolled out, they were cracked by the stick, leaving thick flesh The aroma was tangy, and Baoyu was so hot that he switched his left and right hands and brought a beggar's chicken to Yuanchen.

Yuan Chen took it with a smile, tore off a big chicken leg, and handed it over: "Let's eat together."

Dark Guard B also wanted to show off his cleverness, he threw off the mud of another beggar chicken, held it, and wanted to present it to His Royal Highness, but before he took two steps, his boss, Dark Guard Jia, blocked him with his eyes.

An Weibing was holding the chicken, a little dazed, young people nowadays are really sticky, there are so many, why are they crowded together to eat one?

He was still wearing a bachelor's dark guard, and glared at this subordinate who only had martial arts in his mind, thinking that he deserved not to be able to marry a wife, because he didn't understand any sense of humor, so he spent so many years with the men of the Yuan family for nothing.

After eating two delicious chickens, Baoyu's eyelids began to fight a little bit. He didn't feel hungry at first, but his stomach was full, and he felt sleepy in an instant, which hindered His Royal Highness. If he was at home, he would have already Stretch comfortably, whether he is in the garden or on the bed, he will fall into a deep sleep when he falls down.

Yuan Chen looked at him, although he was very sleepy, he still kept his eyelids tight, his big eyes were watery, very soft like the little rabbit before yawning.

"Go to sleep." Yuan Chen pulled Baoyu to his side, and covered the two of them with a large cloak. The guards formed a circle, and the dark guard Jia and C kept the fire a little brighter.

There is a cold moon and stars in the blue sky in the distance, and there is a bonfire that looks hazy and romantic through the black cloak nearby. Baoyu stares at it bewilderedly, and suddenly loses sleepiness.

Yuan Chen tilted his head, looked at Baoyu's handsome profile, his long eyelashes flickered slightly, his black eyes were brighter than the high night sky, he couldn't help reaching out and gently touching Baoyu's cheek: "Huh? Why didn't you sleep again?"

Baoyu turned her head and met Yuanchen's face which was close at hand, those eyes which usually do not see any waves, were shining brightly at this moment, her gentle pampering almost devoured her soul.

The human spirit, the dark guard, took a wider cloak from the package like a dog's leg, and held it towards His Royal Highness with both hands. Based on his intuition, he believed that the men of the Yuan family needed it so much at this moment.

Yuan Chen glanced at him, took it, swish, and covered himself and Baoyu with head and body.

The black cloak blocked the cold moon and the stars, and even the red bonfire seemed blurry and far away. Baoyu was beyond the sight and hearing of ordinary people, leaving only the breathing of the person beside him.

Just like those countless days and nights, when the little rabbit lay on Yuan Chen's chest, the beating heart was still strong, enthusiastic and full of tension.