The protagonist wants to steal my script again

When Lingqiu left that day, he said that he would come to look for him again. An Minghui himself didn't take this sentence seriously, but Xiao Chengyuan obviously cared. Xuan was thrown alone in the post house.

What Lingqiu said that day seemed to be possible to heal his legs, but to be honest, he didn't really believe it.No matter how you look at it, that person is better at using poison than curing diseases to save people. Besides, he has a weird temperament, and it is normal for him to say a few deceptive words casually.

However, whether his senior brother believes it or not, he is very concerned about this. It is specifically reflected in the fact that he is more persistent in asking him for kisses these days, and it seems that he really wants to establish the relationship between the two as soon as possible.

Although the purpose of this trip was to take some fun along the way, there were indeed no good scenery to see along the road this season, and it was extremely cold. An Minghui caught the wind and cold very smoothly on the third day after he came out.

His physique is not good, even if he stayed in the pavilion in the past winter, he would inevitably get sick, but now it is more normal to get a cold when going out, it is really not worth making a fuss about.

However, in the eyes of his senior brother, this was a big deal. After finding out that he had contracted the cold, he had to return to the pavilion immediately. Even if he was persuaded to come down, he just reluctantly gave up the idea.

Because of his illness, Xiao Chengyuan now forbids him to come out of the carriage casually. In contrast, all kinds of things in the carriage have been prepared more fully, and the originally very spacious carriage seems a bit crowded.

An Minghui was sitting in the car holding a small and exquisite hand stove, holding a dry grass stalk in his hand, playing with the carp in the small white porcelain vat on the table.This is what Xiao Chengyuan bought to relieve his boredom in the town where he rested. There is also a small pot of flowers and various pastries and snacks beside the fish tank, the reason is the same as above.

The fish was very lively, swimming around in the tank, and had a bit of a temper. He made him annoyed with the straw, so he stopped dodging, but flicked his tail, twisted his body, and opened his mouth to bite. On that section of straw, he bit off a section of the already fragile straw, and then swung his tail brazenly and continued to swim around in the fish tank.

An Minghui was amused, but then there was a dry itching in his throat, which made him cough uncontrollably.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..." He was getting used to the constant coughing like this.

Perhaps because he felt that he was coughing too much, Fan Yulan rode close to the carriage, opened the window of the carriage worriedly, and asked, "Brother An, are you really all right?"

"Ahem...it's okay, it's just a minor illness." Because his body is weaker than ordinary people, he always gets sick more seriously than others, and he recovers more slowly, which has been the case for these years.

"But your complexion looks very bad." Fan Yulan looked at the thin figure in the carriage through the small window, her eyes were full of worry, "If you can't bear it, we can walk more slowly, or simply stop and rest for a while. day."

"It really doesn't matter," An Minghui shook his head lightly, feeling that his throat was no longer so uncomfortable, he put down his hand covering his mouth, and smiled at Fan Yulan, "The layout of this carriage is no worse than that of an inn, and it's okay to stop on purpose. Meaning, you don't have to worry about me, it will be fine in a few days."

Seeing that she was still worried, An Minghui raised his finger and pointed to the direction in front of the carriage, where Xiao Chengyuan was driving the horse: "Even if you can't trust me, you should trust senior brother, right?"

Obviously he won't make fun of his body, but Guangxuan and the others still trust Xiao Chengyuan more in these matters.

Even Xiao Chengyuan acquiesced, indicating that there was indeed no need to stop and rest.

Fan Yulan was mostly persuaded by him, and after a few more instructions, he closed the window and let him have a good rest.

There is nothing to be picky about the comfort, but An Minghui still finds it a bit boring to be stuck in the carriage all day.Although his senior brother even packed up the piano he was used to playing because he was afraid that he would be bored, the carriage was still a little bumpy. Although it didn't make people feel uncomfortable, it was still inconvenient to do something. of.

It is said that you need to rest more, but it is always impossible to sleep for a whole day.

Fortunately, the place they were going to was in the south, and the weather gradually became warmer than Liuyun Pavilion along the way.An Minghui sat in the carriage and watched the carp all morning, while he was resting in the town to eat at noon, he begged his senior brother very hard, and finally he had to sell his luster to give him a kiss, which made his senior brother Reluctantly, he agreed to take him around the town in the afternoon.

Calculating carefully, in just a few days of effort, the senior brother has already begged for nine kisses.

The relationship between their brothers and sisters can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, so Fan Yulan, a careful girl, naturally tactfully did not disturb them when they were alone, and also helped them get rid of the upset girl who wanted to play with Brother An Guangxuan.

I am quite looking forward to this outing. After all, even if the natural scenery in winter has to be discounted, the customs and customs of various places are still worth seeing. Besides, this town is quite prosperous, and you may see many novel things. .

Before going out, he was armed from head to toe by Xiao Chengyuan, with a hand stove in his hand, a thick blanket covering his legs, and a cushion on the wheelchair, not to mention the clothes on his body , although the passers-by on the street are dressed a bit bloated this season, but it is still very rare to pack as tightly as him.

An Minghui's impression of this small town is probably the feeling of a typical Jiangnan water town. There is a river passing through the town. When passing by the river by chance, you can see boatmen in coir raincoats rowing boats to introduce this town to the guests around them. Everywhere in the town.But it's not just that, the location of this small town is very good, people from south to north will pass by here, being pushed by Xiao Chengyuan to wander the streets, An Minghui also saw a lot of unique tricks and food in the north.

When passing by a sugar blower's stall, An Ming saw that the old man was good at craftsmanship, so he asked Xiao Chengyuan to buy two.However, when Xiao Chengyuan came back with the two sugar figurines, he seemed a little troubled. He looked puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?" He saw that the store's attitude was quite good, and he didn't see any other troubles.

Xiao Chengyuan didn't answer immediately, but put his eyes on the sugar figurine in his hand.This thing is different from cakes and meals, he can't test the poison with silver needles, and it's not easy to try it himself, but he really doesn't want to relax his vigilance in the eating of his junior.

Not long after being confused, An Minghui suddenly realized, and couldn't help but look at him and said, "It's better to hold this thing in your hand and watch it than to eat it. Besides, even if you really want to eat it, if you are really worried, then try it." Just try it, will I still despise you?"

As he spoke, he took the two vivid little animals from Xiao Chengyuan's hand, held them in his hands and looked through them with interest.The old man should have been doing this for some years, and now the fox and the tiger in his hand are very exquisitely made, which is very attractive to look at.Maybe it is to make them look more cute, the fox's tail is extraordinarily big, if there is such a tail in front of your eyes, it should be very comfortable to touch, and the tiger is raising one paw, tilting its head, like It's like acting like a baby, and I can't see the ferocity that a beast should have.

"It's pretty good. It's good to go back and find a place to put it." An Minghui nodded in satisfaction, and let Xiao Chengyuan stroll slowly on the street with his wheelchair, and said with emotion, "It's a pity that I didn't see the kneader. I remember that senior brother liked that very much when he was a child, and begged me to sneak down the mountain to buy it with him."

When mentioning those things when he was a child, An Minghui only felt nostalgic, while Xiao Chengyuan's mood was much more complicated than his, and there was also a little embarrassment and annoyance mixed in, obviously he was very dissatisfied with the stupid self he used to be, so he just said: "Face It’s just a human being, nothing unusual.”

"It's not unusual, but it's really beautiful when it's done well, and you can keep it as a souvenir." He looked down at the two animals in his hand, recalling that time back then, with a soft smile in his eyes, " At that time, the senior brother was not as powerful as he is now, and his height was about the same as mine, he would always be punished by the master for pestering me to play with him all day long, and he was a little crying, but a beautiful child is just as cute when he cries."

"In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed." With mixed emotions, An Minghui raised his hand and handed the little tiger to Xiao Chengyuan, holding the remaining fox by himself, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same. It didn't fade away, the sun in the afternoon made him feel lazy and comfortable, "Brother is already a hero who can stand on his own."

While talking, he suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing across the street next to him. If he was not mistaken, it should be Lingqiu, a woman from the Western Regions who met at the inn by chance before. Blinking, then disappeared into the crowd.

"I'm ashamed of it." Xiao Chengyuan didn't notice Ling Qiu's sudden appearance, he just spoke in a low voice, his tone was still quite cold but extremely serious, "If I don't have my junior brother, I'm nothing.

Today's Xiao Chengyuan only exists for the sake of peace, nothing else.

An Minghui was slightly puzzled as to why Lingqiu appeared here, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After hearing Xiao Chengyuan's words, his smile deepened unconsciously: "Senior brother, come over and take a look at this fox with a tail. The workmanship is really good."

Xiao Chengyuan bent slightly according to the words, and was about to look down at the fox carefully when An Minghui suddenly turned his head and kissed his lips impartially.

In a trance, Xiao Chengyuan heard the warm and pleasant voice of his junior brother talking in his ear, and it was very rare that he didn't call him senior brother, but directly called him by his name: "Conghan, this is the tenth."

Indeed, this is the tenth.