Chapter 8: This matter

At the entrance of a luxurious palace, a handsome and slender young man squatted halfway among the flowers and plants in front of the entrance of the hall, with a smile on his mouth playing with colorful flowers and plants.
The breeze blows, and the soft hair on the forehead floats, drawing an elegant arc in the air.
A pair of black jade-like eyes seemed to have a smile that was not a smile.
Every move is so elegant and moving.
Standing next to the boy was a small, delicate with a short stature and wearing an costume.
The little touched his face with his hands and fixed his eyes fixedly at the handsome young man in front of him.
The eyes are clear and soft, with a kind of tenderness of water.
From time to time there will be a few giggles.
When the young laughed for the nth time, the young man finally couldn't help but say, his voice is clear and soft, with a touch of magnetism: "Menghui, you, as the eunuch's personal eunuch, can't help the prince work there. What are you smirking? Don't come and help your Highness serve these delicate flowers."
"what?"
The little named Menghui was taken aback, and immediately reacted, half squatting next to the boy, and said with a hippie smile: "Second prince, your charm is so charming. I can't help the dream of being an eunuch. Shocked, hehe... I'm here to help the second prince when I dream."
The boy gave his dream a big chestnut, and sighed deeply: "How come my dignified second found you such a stupid close-knit eunuch, and it doesn't hurt to stand and tell lies? You know how to take pictures of this prince. The ass."
Menghui was aggrieved and covered his head, and whispered: "Second Prince, how did you beat me? Why is Menghui stupid? Isn't this just helping the second prince?"
The boy was speechless, and he was too lazy to talk. He pointed to a red flower path that was as big as a bowl in front of him: "Those flowers should be watered. You should get some water to pour them. These flowers are carefully treated by the prince. Yes, you must wait carefully."
He usually likes these strange flowers and weeds, no matter where they are, as long as there are some special flowers, he will try his best to get them.
The small garden in front of his hall is almost full of the most famous and unique flowers in the entire Southern Xinjiang State, and some of them are obtained from their friendly country.
"Yes, that's where the dream comes back."
After a short while, I dreamed back and came with two buckets of water easily.
Don't look at Menghui's thin body, but huge strength.
Lifting two buckets of water is like eating and drinking water.
Seeing that the boy was busy, he didn't say a word to him.
Before he noticed, "bang" all the water poured on the flowers.
As soon as the boy heard an unusual sound, he ran to Menghui's side in an instant.
Seeing that all of the beautiful red flowers fell dying to the ground due to the impact of the flood, I couldn't help but rushed: "What's the matter with you? How can these flowers be so delicate and tender? Just pour it up? Do you know that they might die? Some flowers only need to be watered a little. If you don't understand anything, you should ask this prince first..."
Seeing Menghui's drooping head and twitching, the young man suddenly stopped. He hated iron and steel and pulled the dream aside, and said sincerely: "Don't cry! I just said a few words... …"
"Wow..."
The more I persuaded Menghui, the more I cried, and the tears fell.
The leaves of the shattered tree fell.
Pounced into the boy's arms and burst into tears.
Thumping and beating again.
The young man couldn't laugh.
How does he feel that their identities have been changed?
His close-fitting doesn't need to comfort him, and he needs to comfort him personally.
Lightly patted Menghui's back, and softly persuaded: "Okay, don't cry, this prince is not beating you anymore, so he said two things about you, is it necessary to cry so badly? Does the manly man bleed so much? Tears, uh."
The young man suddenly thought that the thin man in front of him had become a eunuch. He coughed and continued unnaturally: "Well, although you are no longer a man, don't you still have your prince? The prince will cover you in the future. Yes, no one can bully you, is this okay?"
The little was still crying in his dream.
He wiped his nose and tears on the boy.
The boy was very helpless, and he couldn't push the boy away cruelly.
to be frank.
He really didn't know whether meeting this little was a blessing or a curse.
"The second prince..."
Suddenly a sharp voice came, and the boy quickly pushed the dream away.
Menghui immediately silenced the sound of someone coming, and obediently lowered his head and stood behind the boy.
"The second prince..."
A middle-aged came to the boy and respectfully gave the boy a salute: "The slave will see the second prince."
The young man coughed and faintly waved his hand: "Get up! Father Lao and Wen personally come, but what is your father's order?"
"Xie the second prince."
Grandpa Wen stood up and replied respectfully: "The eldest princess suddenly disappeared on the wedding day. The emperor guessed that someone had taken the princess away, and the emperor wanted the second prince to investigate this matter thoroughly."
"Oh?"
The boy stiffened when he heard the words, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Duke Wen, is this really the case? The father really asked this prince to do this?"
"Yes, the second prince, the slave dare not deceive the second prince, the emperor is still waiting for the old slave to return to life, the old slave left first."
"Go! Tell the emperor, just say that I'm next."
Not only was the boy not half sad, but a taste of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, the old slave retires."
Before leaving, Grandpa Wen glanced suspiciously at the young man.
I thought: The sudden disappearance of the eldest princess is so important. How could the emperor send a second prince who knows nothing about world affairs, knows how to play with flowers and plants, and does not do a little serious work to come to this important event?
Is the emperor really old?
Not long after Grandpa Wen had left, the dignity and majesty that the boy had tried to maintain just now disappeared in an instant, and he leaned on a big tree and laughed in disregard of his image.
"Haha...so funny, so funny..."
The dream that had already wiped away the tears was confused by the boy's posture. He moved to the boy's side, pulled his sleeves, and asked quietly, "Second prince, are you okay?"
Could it be that he was stimulated by Father Wen?
Just now she suddenly thought that she was no longer the noble princess who was loved and cared for before, her relatives and family were gone.
I was sad for a while and couldn't help venting all the pain hidden in my heart.
The second prince laughed for a long time and finally stopped laughing. He approached Menghui's ear and said to Menghui mysteriously: "Do you know what this prince is laughing at?"
Menghui was startled by the warm breath of the second prince, and his heart was beating. He shook his head straight: "Menghui doesn't know."
After thinking about it carefully, he said, "The princess suddenly disappeared on the wedding day. The second prince should express his sadness!"