After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

In the past few days, the weather has turned cooler, and the autumn rain has been falling endlessly. Batch after batch of bamboo leaves that have been knocked down at the door have been swept away, and the bamboo building has become extra deserted.

Chu Yu looked at the light rain outside the pavilion, the water in the small pond rose higher and higher, and the raindrops fell on the water surface, causing circles and circles of water ripples, and the rabbits in the bamboo forest did not know where they were hiding, but even one Can't see you anymore.

Because of the rain, he stayed in Tingfeng Pavilion in addition to staying in Tingzhulou for the past few days. He was so bored that he couldn't go out for a walk. Moss was growing on his body, and his legs were about to go wrong.

Since Chu Jiao left last time, I heard that besides going to study in his study every day, he stays in his palace to be autistic, and I don't know what he is doing.

Chu Qiong also hasn't seen each other for some time.

In this way, Chu Rui is the one he has seen the most these days, except for Laner and Fangzi who accompany him every day.

Chu Rui is quite normal, he would come to listen to the bamboo building almost every day. After the last book was finished, he would tell Chu Yu the book he read recently, and show it to him after the lecture.

It's just that he was very angry every time he came, and Chu Yu could see his emotions at a glance, and he was already used to it, if he came in a peaceful mood, he felt abnormal.

Although Chu Yu could guess a little bit, he never asked. On the contrary, Chu Rui brought it up by himself today.

When he came over with an umbrella, there was still only one guard behind him. He strode forward and left the guard far behind. The guard seemed to know that he was in a bad mood, so he dared to follow him from a distance.

After entering the Tingfeng Pavilion, he put away the umbrella and threw it aside, Chu Yu just poured him a cup of tea.

Chu Rui sat down and poured a few cups of tea, and then he felt that his anger slowly subsided, and he was not so irritable. Looking at Chu Yu's calm face, he couldn't help complaining, "This rain is really annoying."

Chu Yu smiled and picked up the small golden pot and poured him another cup of tea, "I see that since the rain is not what you are really worried about, don't let the rain be wronged for nothing."

Chu Rui glared at him, "The grievances I suffered are not called grievances, why are you still calling for this rain?"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, pushed the cup aside, stood up with his hands behind his back, his back to him, without even looking at him, and raised his head pretending to look at the rain.

Chu Yu laughed helplessly.

After getting along these days and getting to know him gradually, he realized how naive he, the second brother, is, and he doesn't care when he gets angry.

At this time, his small-tempered appearance could only make him coax patiently, "If you don't say it, how can I comfort you?"

Chu Rui paused, but still couldn't help complaining, "It would be great if I didn't go to court, day after day, talking about trivial things all day long, but not caring about the real big things, what's the point of such a morning court?" significance?"

"Oh?" Chu Yu's face remained unchanged, "Is there anyone in this world who can make the second emperor brother suffer?"

Chu Rui turned around, looked at him condescendingly, and said expressionlessly, "Those old men don't care about their own family affairs all day long, but they worry about the royal family's affairs very much. What does Shangxin have to do with them?"

Chu Yu couldn't help laughing inwardly, but she pretended to be serious and nodded, and said in agreement, "It's really meddling in other people's business, knowing that Brother Erhuang is addicted to books, and he only wants to be with books for the rest of his life, why do you still force me?" Do what you don't want to do."

Seeing him responding, Chu Rui's face finally softened, but his tone was still a little sullen, "The prince is worried about the affairs of the government. I think they are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, so they dare not go to the prince to talk about things?"

Chu Yu couldn't hold back, and laughed, "Brother Huang, will you still be bullied?"

He has heard that Chu Rui fought against the Confucianism in the court, and made those old officials with corrupt ideas speechless. When he saw his glorious deeds in the palace, it would be good if he didn't bully others .

Chu Rui said unchanged, "That's natural, I'm just a frail scholar."

Seeing him shamelessly calling himself weak, Chu Yu just shook his head helplessly, noncommittal.

Chu Rui waved his hand, "Stop talking, it's annoying to talk too much, but you, why are you looking so depressed today, have you encountered any troubles?"

Chu Yu ate a piece of sweet cake, and said vaguely, "I don't have any worries, but it's been raining every day for the past few days, and I'm a little bit bothered staying in the house. I always feel a little too boring."

Chu Rui sneered, "Do you still feel bored?"

He glanced at the young man who was lying on the table and eating cookies. His hair was a little damp from the rain and he looked even more wilted. He really didn't look very energetic.

On a sudden whim, he walked over and patted his arm, "Since you're bored, why don't you stay at my house for a few days? I'll take you to play for a few days."

"Huh?" Chu Yu raised his head, his eyes lit up.

Chu Rui paused, and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and the moon will be sacrificed in the palace, which is cumbersome and boring, but it is much more fun outside than in the palace. You have never seen any folk activities?"

Chu Yu nodded, and counted happily with her fingers that the Mid-Autumn Festival would be a few days later, but after the calculation, she sighed again, "No, I'm not you, so I can leave the palace at will."

"What's the difficulty?" Chu Rui raised his eyebrows, "I'll just go and talk to the prince. They can't handle the trivial matters in the palace. You just follow me."

Chu Yu hesitated, "Can His Royal Highness agree?"

Chu Rui nodded, "Don't worry, he is very good at talking, I have to talk over there."

Seeing that he was so committed, Chu Yu felt relieved, jumped three feet high like a little rabbit, stood up happily and ran into the house, "I'm going to let Lan'er pack up my things now, we're leaving the palace right now." .”

Hearing that Chu Yu was going out of the palace, Lan Er wanted to follow him life and death, until Chu Yu repeatedly explained that she was only going to stay for a few days to relax and let her take care of the bamboo building, she agreed to stay, reluctantly standing at the door Watch him leave.

It was the first time for Chu Yu to go out of the palace at such a big age. She was curious about everything she saw. After sitting in the soft sedan brought by Chu Rui, she poked her head out curiously. Chu Rui also calmly folded her arms and let him go.

It wasn't until he was eager to say hello to the soldiers guarding the north gate that Chu Rui pulled him back into the sedan chair by his collar.

Seeing Chu Rui whose face darkened, Chu Yu smiled at him guiltily.

Chu Rui has never liked fancy things. His soft sedan looks unpretentious, but in fact it has a hidden hole inside. The soft sedan is covered with soft satin, and there are a few books scattered on the small table in the middle.

After being glared at by him with warning eyes, Chu Yu didn't dare to look around anymore, feeling bored, so she picked up the book and flipped through it.

Chu Rui's eyes fell on those books, and he secretly regretted not putting them away properly. Now that he was flipping through them with great interest, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He coughed and explained, "It's just to pass the time. That's all."

The covers of these books looked serious, but they were actually some popular novels in the market, which were not available on the stage. He bought some, flipped through a few pages, and threw them on the table.

However, Chu Yu was very interested in these books, "Brother, you also like to read story books. The love stories of these gods and couples are vulgar, but they are very interesting. The heroine is gentle and virtuous. Beautiful and smart, and the illustrations are stunning."

Chu Rui, "..."

He didn't care about it at first, but when he heard him say this, he was silent for a while, raised his eyelids and looked at him, and said meaningfully, "Oh?"

His voice was a little deep, Chu Yu was immersed in the novel, and hadn't noticed the danger yet.

He turned the pages of the book and showed yearning, "Who doesn't want to have a vigorous love story. The heroine in this book is gentle and virtuous. If I were the heroine in this book, I would probably be tempted too."

Chu Rui, "..."

An unknown fire rose from his heart, he let out a snort, grabbed a few books in his hand, and threw them outside through the small window of the sedan chair.

Turning his head, he looked at the bewildered Chu Yu with a cold face, and said sternly, "Children are not allowed to read these obscene books."

Chu Yu,"…"

Chu Yu felt a little wronged.

But brother two, aren't you watching too?

Brother Huang is only allowed to set fire, but Yuyu is not allowed to light a lamp. Is there any law left?

In the Changle Palace, Chu Qiong was lying on the beauty's couch, holding a flower while tearing and saying, "Go to the bamboo building, don't go to the bamboo building, go to the bamboo building, don't go to the bamboo building..."

The last one was not to listen to the bamboo building, she was so angry that she threw the flower on the ground and stomped on it a few times.

After venting her anger, she took out another flower from the vase, "Go to the bamboo building, don't go to the bamboo building, go to the bamboo building..."

There were already flower petals on the ground, Xiuxiu knelt on one side, watching her nose, nose and heart, not daring to make a show, for fear that if she was not careful, she would end up with that flower.

Chu Qiong raised her eyelids and glanced at her, with a gloomy tone, "Brother Liu Huang really hasn't come to see me recently, did you hide it and didn't report it, huh?"

Xiuxiu trembled, "Your Highness, how dare I serve you, I really haven't been here since the last time His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince returned."

"Hmph!" She lowered her head and tore off all the petals of the flower on her hand, "You don't come to coax me if you know I'm angry, I'm obviously easy to coax."

She stared bitterly at the only vase on the table that was still intact.

After a while, she also smashed the only good vase to the ground, it was torn apart, and the porcelain pieces flew everywhere.

Xiuxiu looked at the vase that had fallen beside her legs, but did not dare to move, and said cautiously, "Your Highness, the sixth prince came to look for you last time, which means he still has you in his heart, and he probably doesn't know why you Angry, don't dare to disturb you, why don't you take the initiative to ask His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, it's useless for you to be angry like this."

Chu Qiong tilted her head and thought for a while, and quickly gave herself a step down, "You are right, let's go, let's go find Brother Six."

It's just that Chu Qiong didn't expect that she finally made up her mind to look for Chu Yu, but she was in vain.

She stood in front of the bamboo building, and Lan'er knelt at her feet, whispering, "Your Highness, my master and His Highness the Second Prince have gone out of the palace, and they won't be back until a few days later, you see..."

Chu Qiong turned cold and said nothing. After a while, she turned and left expressionlessly.

After she walked away for a few meters, she stomped her feet angrily, "I will never like Brother Erhuang again, Brother II and his wife are so annoying!!!"

The author has something to say: only allow Ruirui to set fire, not Yuyu to light a lamp

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