doting queen

The young master ate a lot today, and his stomach was stretched out. When Zhuang Yan rubbed it for him, he scolded him, "You can't eat like this again in the future."

The young master pulled his clothes down, snorted, and said, "I'm afraid when you're not around me, and I can't help eating when I'm afraid."

Putting him solemnly on his lap, he pinched a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth. He ate slowly, "Actually, I've been with you all day." The young master looked at him curiously, "Then how can I Didn't find you?"

"Do you know the hidden guard?" Zhuang Yan said.

The young master has only heard of it in the scriptures, so naturally he has never seen it. He shook his head and thought about it: "Hiding it in a dark place so that others can't see it?"

Nodding solemnly, "That's it. In fact, no matter where you go, I will be with you. I know how many pastries you ate today."

"Do you also know that I go to the toilet?" The young master asked casually.

Zhuang Yan snorted and laughed, "You, what do you think about every day with your little brain? Why do you always think of these weird things?"

"I miss you." The young master hugged him tightly, "I'm just scared, it's too big and too cold here, I can't see you when I want to see you, I always feel like I'm alone, I want to cry and cry Afraid to cry."

"Fool." Zhuang Yan pinched his nose, smelling the scent of flowers on his body, and whispered: "I saw it when you took a bath today."

"Oh... don't say this, this kind of thing." The young master covered his face, stretched out his legs to clamp Zhuang Yan tightly, "Brother, I'm sleepy."

"Okay." Zhuang Yan was walking towards the bed, and when he was about to put him down, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he said, "Go to bed first, there are people coming from the yard."

After speaking, his feet flew up to the eaves and hid in a dark place where no one could see him.The young master's eyes widened and he thought his brother was amazing.

At this moment, someone pushed him lightly.

The one who came in was Qingrong, the maid from before.

Qing Rong said: "Young Master Yu Nuo, Your Majesty asked me to come and inform you that there will be a banquet tomorrow and bring you to attend, I hope you can cooperate."

"What kind of banquet?" The young master sat by the bed and dangled his legs.

"Tomorrow is the fifteenth day. Xing Jun, who observes the sky, said that it is a once-in-a-century moon. The emperor arranged a party for everyone to enjoy the moon together."

It sounds so elegant, the young master has never seen the big scene in this palace, he is a little curious, but also a little scared.

He took a breath and said, "Did I see a lot of people then? What should I do then? Do I still have to wear such a skirt?"

"You don't need to wear a skirt." Qingrong said: "You are the prince after all, if you wear women's clothes to meet the emperor, the emperor will definitely dislike you."

"That's true." The young master asked: "Do you want the emperor to recognize you tomorrow?"

"Of course not." Qingrong shook her head, "Your Majesty is asking you to go over and recognize her face. It will take some time before you get to know each other. Don't worry, my lord. It will be a matter of time."

Of course, the young master didn't want to recognize him right away, and said: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, tell your mother, I will definitely cooperate."

"The servant can rest assured." Qingrong said: "Mr. Xing is actually the empress's man, and when the time comes, he will use a special method to bring you in front of the emperor."

"Okay!" The young master understands that it is not easy to agree with the emperor. There must be a lot of work before, and if he wants to survive, he must be obedient.The young master wanted to continue living, "If there is nothing else, I will rest, and you will call me tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Qing Rong walked out backwards, reached the door, looked up at the eaves, then closed the door, and said nothing else.

After he leaves.Zhuang Yan jumped down from the eaves, then went to hug the young master, tucked him in the quilt, and said: "It's getting late, go to bed quickly, tomorrow will be a busy day."

It is different in the palace than outside, you have to go to bed on time every day, and you will be yelled up at the o'clock in the morning, which is really hard work.

The young master was woken up from a drowsy sleep, Qing Rong didn't wake him up completely, but just called two maidservants to come over and change his clothes.

The two maidservants couldn't help sighing twice, "Master's body is really soft, it's not as soft as our girl's body, it's enviable."

When the young master heard them talking about himself, he blinked his eyes, moved his slender eyelashes slightly, and said softly, "I heard you all, and you are not allowed to speak ill of me again, or I will get angry."

"Oh, let's praise you again." The maidservants changed him into beautiful clothes, and then went to find a bronze mirror, "Let's see how it is, young master." The young master took a look and subconsciously wanted to call him Brother came to see.

It wasn't until he turned his head that he realized that his brother couldn't stay with him all the time now. He sighed and pinched the corner of his skirt, then let's go.

"Brother, you must like it when you see it." The young master said.

The maid also praised, "Yes, the young master is the prettiest."

The young master was happy, and raised his chin slightly.

Son, there are people coming and going in the palace now.

Qingrong said: "Young master, when walking, don't lower your head, you must show a sense of arrogance, there are many people in the palace, no one knows." Wearing it on the body, it is full of extravagance, and those who don't know really think he is some prince.

Qingrong led him around, and after an unknown amount of time, he arrived at the foot of the hill, and said: "Young master, follow me up later, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay." The young master gently covered his mouth.

Qingrong carried her skirt and went up the mountain. The mountain was a bit dangerous, and it was difficult to walk up. The young master was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Finally, he arrived at a small wooden hut, in which lived a man with a long beard.

He looked about 35 years old. He first glanced at the people in the room, and then looked behind Qingrong. He didn't see anyone coming behind Qingrong again, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The man asked, "Is this the boy you were talking about earlier?"

"That's right Xingjun, I still need your help when the time comes to bring him in front of the emperor, but you can't ask the emperor to find him." Qingrong said.

The man put down the book in his hand and stared at the young master, as if he saw something, his eyes softened, "Sure enough, she looks a bit like her." The young master didn't understand the image he said, It's about who he looks like.

The man asked him again, "What's your name?"

"Tong Yunuo." The young master replied seriously.

Xing Jun stared at him for a few more times, as if he was looking at someone through him, "Okay, go back and tell him, I will do what she said."

"Trouble Xing Jun." Qing Rong saluted and left.

Just as she was about to leave, Xingjun asked again, seemingly unwilling to give up, and said, "She, she really, will never come here again?"

Qingrong lowered her head, "She said that since she chose this path, she would never look back, and told Xingjun not to wait for her again."

Xing Jun hooked his lips and smiled bitterly, "That's all, I've heard it many times, more than 20 years, I hope she's doing well."

The young master could hear a little bit of vicissitudes in his words, as if he was sad for a certain person, maybe there was a sad story in it.

Everyone has scars in their hearts, and there are places that cannot be touched by others. Although the young master was curious, he didn't ask further.

After Xing Jun asked his name, he never spoke to him again, but silently packed his things, which should be used for watching the moon at night.

An hour later, Xing Jun remembered that there was one more person in the room, and he pushed the door open, "If you are bored, you can go to the mountain for a stroll, stand at the highest place and look down, you can see the whole Palace."

The young master let out a sigh, and said: "The grandeur of the cultivation here, everyone is locked inside, it is actually a prison cell, and no one can get out no matter what." Xingjun checked the movements of his hands and glanced at him. "You said it so clearly, why do you come here instead of enjoying a free life outside." The young master took a chair and walked outside slowly.

There is no way, he also wants to live outside and be with the person he likes, but the world does not allow him, and the world does not allow him.

Xing Jun looked at his back, first frowned, and finally followed him out, "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, let's talk."

The young master panicked from boredom by himself, took out some food from his pocket and poured it into his hand, and the two of them sat on the highest place on the mountain and looked down.

Not to mention, the imperial palace is really big, the corners and corners are well-made, golden and yellow, and the inside is full of people, densely packed, it's really interesting to look at.

Xingjun spoke first, "Let me tell you a story."

Before he started talking, the young master had already guessed that this might be his own story. The young master was also very curious, and looked at him with his chin in his hand.

Xing Jun said: "A long, long time ago, there was a son who fell in love with a little nun in the temple, and he wanted to take the little nun back. But the little nun chanted scriptures in front of the Buddha for a long time, and she was so devoted to the Buddha that she didn't want to return. Dust Gate."

The young master squeezed a dried fruit and put it in his mouth, listening with relish.

He asked, "What happened after that?"

"Later, my son has been pestering her all the time, making the little nun's face blush, and sometimes secretly kissing her on the face." The young master thought it was very interesting to think of that scene, and he said: "Later, the nun I must have fallen in love with this young man."

"Yes, long-term love. In fact, the little nun is a lady from a rich family. She was sent here to be raised by her family. Later, the two of them made an agreement to meet their parents and get married again." The young master listened, feeling that he was about to abuse his heart later.

He felt a little uncomfortable, "Tell me first, are they together in the end?"