[Red Mansion] The first cute rabbit

Seeing Baoyu go out, the old eunuch hurriedly sang promises in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty is too happy tonight, drunk, everyone, go back, no need to kneel down."

Baoyu went out of the palace gate, but he didn't see Yuan Chen around. He was in a hurry when a hidden guard flashed out from the bushes and enthusiastically showed him the way: "Your Majesty is going to the south."

Baoyu ran away, and walked along the brightly lit palace road to the southernmost end. Yuan Chen was nowhere to be seen, and was worrying about how to choose from the three forked roads in front of him. Guidance: "Your Majesty has gone to the east."

To the east and then to the south, under the guidance of several secret guards, Baoyu finally walked the road to death.

In front of it is a garden with gates open in all directions, and a tall rockery stands facing the gate, with three characters written vaguely on it.

Baoyu felt that this garden seemed familiar, and wanted to go up to have a look, but he was afraid that it was the residence of some concubine or prince. He was hesitating when another guard came out from the door and handed him a glazed palace lantern with sheep's horns, and said enthusiastically : "Your Majesty is in the garden, very drunk, son, go quickly."

Baoyu took the lamp and hurried into the garden, and seemed to see the three words "Grand View Garden" in a trance. He shook his head, wondering in his heart, he didn't drink, how could he be drunk?

The more he walked in, the more confused he became. Isn't this lake, this pavilion, this rockery, and this covered bridge the same garden that I dreamed of countless times when I was a little rabbit?

The moon in the sky is dim, the lamp in hand is dim, Baoyu seems to be walking in a hazy illusion, walking around and looking around, and unconsciously stops in front of a vermilion gate.

He focused his attention and saw three words "Yihong Courtyard" written on it.

This was the place where he lived in the dream, and it was full of beautiful crabapple flowers from the Western Regions. The wind in early autumn seemed to carry the sweet fragrance of the flowers in the dream.

Baoyu shook his head, how could it be possible, it is early autumn, and Begonia has thanked early.

A hidden guard flashed out from behind the big stone lion, smiled and cupped his hands: "Go in, Your Majesty is inside."

Baoyu gently opened the door, and the wind with the sweet fragrance of flowers blew in. Begonias from the Western Regions all over the courtyard bloomed delicately under the hazy moonlight.

Baoyu walked in slowly, and when he reached the corner, he stopped suddenly.

The simple and exquisite window was open, and Yuan Chen stood in front of the window, smiling softly.

"My Tanhualang, are you satisfied with this garden?" Seeing Baoyu standing still, Yuan Chen waved to him and said in a cheerful tone.

"Your Majesty, am I in a dream? Why did you also fall into my dream?" Baoyu thought it was his hallucination at first, but when he heard Yuan Chen's words, he walked in quickly, stood in front of Yuan Chen, and winked at him wink.

"Whether it's a dream or not, you'll know if you try it." Yuan Chen approached him with a low voice.

Baoyu just wanted to raise his hand to pinch his arm, but before he could lift it, he was held down by Yuan Chen, and he fell down on the table in front of the window. A flower branch of the luxuriant crabapple outside the window sank and stuck into the window , fell right on his face.

The delicate flowers are slightly pink, reflecting the young master's white and elegant cheeks, and thousands of flowers are blooming in the watery black eyes.

Yuan Chen leaned over, and eagerly kissed the lips that were three times more delicate than flower petals.

"Your Majesty, oh, Your Majesty, stop quickly, this is a dream, I remember you were drunk just now, why are you so sober now, and there is no smell of alcohol in your mouth, it must be a dream." Baoyu's impression of this garden dream It was too deep, and when he was almost suffocated by Yuan Chen's kiss, he still kept his mind inappropriately.

Looking at his big clear eyes, Yuan Chen almost turned dark.I haven't seen him for a few months, and I think of him as thinner than a yellow flower.This person actually still has the mind to question his authenticity, and at this moment when he should be confused and infatuated, he still has the mind to clearly analyze whether he has drunk or not.

"Your Majesty? Wake up, let's go out, there are still officials waiting." Baoyu continued to wave in front of Yuanchen.

Yuan Chen grabbed the dangling hand, pushed him back on the table, pulled the flower, and put it on his nose: "Smell, isn't it really fragrant?"

Baoyu was in a hurry: "It's a dream, Your Majesty. I could smell it in my dream before."

Yuan Chen was even more annoyed, grabbed his hand, pressed it somewhere on his own, and said viciously: "Try it, is it still a dream?"

As soon as Baoyu touched the place as hard as iron, he became even more anxious: "It's over, I actually dreamed of meeting you at the banquet...ah, it's probably because I haven't seen you for a long time, Your Majesty, wake up Wake up, otherwise, something big will happen."

Yuan Chen kissed his chattering little mouth, tore off his clothes, and pressed heavily on him: "Dreams are dreams, let's have a spring/dream together."

The crabapple flower in front of me was shaking and shaking, shaking sideways and vertically, after half a night of shaking finally stopped, Baoyu paralyzed in Yuanchen's arms, and murmured: "Your Majesty, I missed you so much that I did it." Such an ecstatic dream."

Looking at his tired eyelids, Yuan Chen hugged him to the bed and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Little fool, how can you fall asleep in a big dream?"

Baoyu woke up the next day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Yuan Chen, who was holding his head with one hand and staring at him. Be careful, let other people see it, it’s not good.”

Yuan Chen lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth, and asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

Baoyu was so frightened that he got up, took a big step back, fell to his knees, and shouted: "I am drunk and out of manner, please be punished by your majesty."

"Okay, then tell me, how do you punish?" Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows in a good mood as he looked at the brightly bloomed lip prints on his chest.

Baoyu belatedly felt a chill, looked down, frightened like a little daughter-in-law stealing love, covered her clothes, then unconsciously burrowed into the quilt, until she touched the smooth and warm body inside the quilt , and got out of the quilt again in fright, staring at a pair of big deer-like eyes, looking out from Yuan Chen's shoulder in fear.

There is no official in the hall, the sun shines in from the outside, through the delicate window lattice, is folded into bits and pieces of light, and lightly sprinkles on the delicate and beautiful crabapple.

Everything about last night surged up at once. He looked at the branch of flowers. Most of the flowers on it had been crushed, leaving only a branch with a little bit of powder remaining.

He lowered his head, and saw that on his shoulders, there was the same pink color as on the flower branches, and more, it was the lip print left by that man madly.

"Last night, wasn't it a dream?" Baoyu looked at Yuanchen, and when his eyes touched his strong and beautiful broad shoulders, he looked away unnaturally.

"It's a dream. Lie down, let's daydream again." Yuan Chen approached, with a lazy and charming voice.

Baoyu glanced at the sunlight outside the window, supported Yuan Chen who continued to approach, and asked doubtfully, "Can you still have this dream day and night?"

Yuan Chen smiled, followed the strength of his hand, tilted his head slightly, and began to kiss his earlobe.

Baoyu caught a glimpse of someone outside the window, and knew that Yuanchen was playing tricks on him again, so he turned his head and asked, "Get up quickly, it's late at night, the sun is already so high."

Yuan Chen didn't let go, and continued to chat with him: "Hey, the six palaces are colorless. Since then, the king will not go to court early. After experiencing the ecstasy of last night, I suddenly became enlightened, and I plan to be a foolish king from now on."

Baoyu pressed his groping hands hard, and persuaded him solemnly: "Don't, I still hope to follow you and be a good official, and try to hang up the plaque that made the Rongguo Mansion as soon as possible."

Yuan Chen smiled maliciously: "Yes, just follow me carefully, I will make an order, just hang up again."

Baoyu understood what he meant from this unscrupulous smile, and angrily knocked off those dishonest hands, and said with a straight face: "Since I can pass the imperial examination, I can come to you as a Tanhualang in a fair manner. Of course, by being an official, you can make contributions to the country, and re-hang the plaque with your honorable contributions."

Yuan Chen looked at him, he hadn't seen him for a few months, the little companion had grown edges and corners from the too many serious books he had read, and he was also tainted with a very tough literati style.

It seems that it has more flavor.

"Don't worry, the whole court will rest for three days. Director Kang has already issued an order. Let's have a good rest." Yuan Chen stuffed him into the quilt and lay down himself.

"Really don't need to go to court? And don't need to review memorials?" Yuan Chen's diligent image is too deep in Baoyu's mind. Seeing his lazy appearance, I really can't believe it.

Yuan Chen looked at his big shining eyes, sat up too, and straightened his clothes for him: "Why, aren't you tired? Are you in such good health?"

Baoyu imitated his usual way of raising his eyebrows: "Your Majesty is tired?"

Yuan Chen didn't expect to be molested by Xiao Tan Hua Lang, how could a man from the Yuan family be tired?He threw off the quilt: "Come on, let's go to the garden."

The northeast corner of this garden is Taihe Mountain. It used to be a royal hunting ground, and there were five or six hot springs in it. Therefore, even though it was early autumn, the garden was full of flowers and lush green trees.

The old eunuch came up, and Yuan Chen pointed to the Qinfang Pavilion not far away: "Order someone to set up a meal there and warm a pot of topaz honey."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The old eunuch Kang bowed and took his leave. After a short while, he led four young maids to the pavilion with food boxes, much earlier than the two who stopped to admire the flowers and the scenery.

"Shi Ying, this warm yellow jade honey is a kind of old rice wine from Yuhang. Drinking it in autumn is the best way to nourish your health." Yuan Chen held a small red clay pot and helped Baoyu pour the wine.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Baoyu took it, put it under his nose and smelled it. The smell of the wine was very light, so he happily clinked glasses with Yuanchen and drank it down.

But he underestimated the power of this wine. The faintly smelling rice wine has the stamina no less than that of the old white wine. When the two of them are full, they continue to walk forward. When they reach the peony garden in front of Nuanxiangwu, Baoyu leaves I stopped moving, saw a big smooth rock among the flowers, fell on it and fell asleep.

In the vast sky of early autumn, the sun hangs high and far away, emitting soft light lazily and gracefully, spreading on the piece of pink or red peony flowers, and protruding from the gaps between the dense flowers, speckled and falling. To the young master's pale pink cheeks.

Yuan Chen took off his cloak, covered Baoyu lightly, and then sat there, looking at the sleeping man quietly, without blinking his eyes.