Chapter 45: Painted skin

You Xun walked slowly to the carriage and saw Zhao Yusong looking at herself with a weird expression. His eyes were bright, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, but he was repressed because of the scruples in his heart, and instead he twisted a good-looking face so hard.
Have you studied the slight expression, knowing that he is trying to control the ridicule and contempt in his heart because he is dressed like this? In the flash of light, he suddenly understood that Wang had just arrived in Beijing, and where could he go to inquire about the preferences of the nine princes? Naturally, it is only possible to ask for help or send servants. The information received by the servants is word of mouth, which is far from the truth, and those who are not familiar with the big house, where can they really help? What's more, they will release fake news and wait to see the big room joke.
It was the Prince Nine who was unpredictable. As a companion, Zhao Yusong would more or less know his likes and dislikes. The servants dispatched by Wang's do not need to think, they will go to his yard to scan. The clan of the Zhao clan is very strict. The second house of the Zhao family is strict in managing the family. Everyone inquires about their own yard. It is impossible for Zhao Yusong to know nothing.
Is this why he looked at the smirking expression he had expected before? Dressed in this body, probably also his handwriting? Thinking about this, you want to take off the wiper and camellia on your head, but see Wang hurriedly, carefully put a delicate purse around his waist, and exclaimed, "Mother can warn you, this body The clothes must not be soiled or messed up, and they must not be changed at will! This is the mother who has worked overnight to catch the needle. The needle and thread of the mother have personally seen it, and another day-you can wear it again after you crown it!
Youyi never ignores or even ignores the goodness of others. Such a precious mind, the last life, the last life, all want but not available, naturally cherish this life. It's okay to deliberately wickedly; it's ridiculous; let them go, as long as the mother is happy. Anyway, those things outside, mother will not know, and he will not care about the strange eyes of others.
Thinking about it this way, there was a cowering back, as if obediently, as if he had never noticed Zhao Yusong's malice.
The two came to the Bird and Flower House in a horse-drawn carriage, where the bustling and crowded people had to get out of the car and walk. Zhao Yusong laughed along the way, afraid of being noticed by his younger cousin, and covering his mouth with the jade bone fan.
Regardless of how weird his eyes were, he found that Wang really understood himself, and instead of putting spices in the purse, he put a lot of pine nuts and held them in his palms. He looked very leisurely. The two walked to the edge of a tea house and saw someone shouting at the window on the second floor, "Brother Cang, here!"
"Come!" Zhao Yusong waved a fan with a smile, Shi Shiran crossed the threshold of entry.
You Xiben also planned to follow up, but saw an old man carrying a stack of sugar gourds across the street for hawking. The bright red hawthorn looked very seductive, and more dense maltose scent came. When he followed his mother's life in the last life, he never got anything good to eat. Only when he visited the temple fair, Bai Yan secretly bought him a bunch of sugar gourds. It was the only sweetness in his bitter years, and once he tried it, he would never forget it.
That is, following the master's life of eating and wearing without worry, Jinyihuafu, from time to time, he will buy one, lick it slowly in his hands, carefully reflect on the past bitterness, and various flavors are lingering in his heart, It feels very strange.
He carefully loaded Songzier back into his purse, and ran towards the old man, ignoring his cousin with no reason.
Zhao Yusong called a few times before he gave up, shook his head and went upstairs, only to let Xiaoyu look at it a little bit, and wait for someone to buy something and take it to Yajian.
"What is your little cousin's look like today? Sure enough, are you showing off?
As soon as he opened the door, some people laughed and laughed. Zhao Yusong looked up, but it was Xue Wangjing, the son of Dingguo ’s government, the uncle Zi, and another companion of the nine emperor. He joked about it, but with a playful eye, he took the ninth prince sitting above him, and seemed to intentionally offend the other party.
Zhao Yusong didn't think he was embarrassed, only smiled bitterly, indicating that he was helpless. He hated the big house more than anyone, especially Zhao Youzhang, who almost caused Zhao's family to fall into a crisis of extermination. The Zhao family looked like Zhong Ming had a meal, but in fact it had already been unable to make ends meet, especially the second house, which was responsible for the family, and had reached the point where it could sell its farmland. His mother's dowry was scarcely left. In order to help the big house, she pawned out a lot, and now there is only one empty shell left.
He usually looks at precious things and dare not speak at all. He has resentment and hatred in his heart, but he is not so strong. But the day when the big house returned, he pulled more than a dozen carts of belongings back and forth, and how you were extravagant and worn, what Jingui used, and made a naive look that was not worldly. garish.
At the age of 16, I couldn't pass the test for children's students. Is such waste worthy of being equal? Due to the jealousy in his heart, and the fact that his parents often heard in their ears how the big house dragged Zhao's family, how he didn't care, and how he disregarded the overall situation, Zhao Yusong's aversion to Zhao Youyi naturally increased.
He can usually ignore him and hit him at the muzzle, trying to get rid of the Prince Nine by himself, without looking at the end of those people who deliberately made the knot. After being entangled for a long time, he uttered a few words in front of the nine emperor, and he was listened to by Xue Wangjing, an unscrupulous and unscrupulous man. This was the idea today.
A group of people waited in the teahouse early in the morning to admire Zhao Yusong's cousin. Xue Wangjing also brought many young classmates, gathered in the elegant room for tea and chat, laughing and joking, but he did not dare to provoke the first person.
Others don't know what the ninth prince's temperament is, but they know it slightly. They all say that the nine emperor is a mighty man, and he is both civil and military. In the future, he must be the master of rejuvenation and the rule of Kyushu. However, they vaguely know that the nine emperor is very strange in nature. This weirdness is not that he is harsh and uncertain. But it is because he is not interested in everything in the world.
Yes, he doesn't care about power, gold, silver or treasure, or even relatives and friends. His dark eyes are always dead and silent, making people dare not stare at them. If they stare for a long time, they will suffocate unknowingly, as if walking in an endless wilderness or falling into the abyss. The last moment he talked and laughed, and he was in a happy mood. In the next moment, he can look gloomy and take human life. You can never guess what he is thinking, let alone know his preferences.
Although he couldn't guess what he liked, what he hated occasionally showed up once or twice, just like that. He used the cup lid to gently-sip tea, Shen said, "I heard that your five cousins ​​are also called you? Why are there so many people in the world?"
This name was a generation of legend as early as the Ming Dynasty. I heard that the prestigious Zong Shengdi did not marry in his life because he was too obsessed with a young man named Youyou. And he has created countless great achievements in his life, and the various ordeals before he ascended the throne are quite amazing. At that time, people deified him, only to think that whatever he did was good, there was a reason. Because of this, the Kyushu continent, which was originally avoidable by the south wind, has become popular since Zong Shengdi unified the mountains and rivers.
And the man's gregariousness, flourishes and jade wear also began to rise from that time, and still have not changed. Regardless of the people or the nobles, they are curious about the legendary "youyou" who have bewitched a generation of hegemons with the beauty of the prosperous age. Often, in the family who give birth to exceptionally beautiful children, they will take this name.
It is a pity that the portraits of crickets originally hidden in the royal family were divided up by the princes during the nine nations' hegemony and burned down in successive years of war. Although Xia Qichao kept the only one, it was too old and was often touched by successive emperors. His ink color had faded and he could not see the appearance.
How beautiful you are is now a mystery. Since the old Zhao family is named "you", it can be seen that it looks not bad at an early age. So someone came to the window and teased, "Which is your five cousin? Show it to us. That's the legendary peerless beauty!"
"What crooked dates and jujubes are also worthy of being called 姝?" Only at this time, the nine emperor will show his true disgust, as if he could not stand anyone in the world named 姝. This is why Zhao Yusong brought You to him.
The big house wants to attach the nine princes? Have to see if he agrees! However, no matter how malicious his heart was, he wouldn't let anyone notice it, so that he would read the jokes of the Zhao family, so he immediately replied, "My five cousins' looks are not peerless, but they are not bad. They look very cute. . "
"Yu Xue is cute? Are you describing a six- or seven-year-old child?" Xue Wangjing patted on the table and laughed.
The nine emperor frowned in disgust, and asked again, "I heard that he has yin and yang eyes, and he can see ghosts? How can there be ghosts and gods in this world, but it is a puppet hidden in the hearts of people."
This is a blaming accusation that you have used the words of ghosts and gods to win public favor, and her mind is not pure, and she can't hide her disdain between words. Xue Wangjing and the others laughed at the class again and again. Zhao Yusong had to stand up and make a fuss, and tried his best to justify the five cousins. He looked sad, but was very satisfied in his heart.
Presumably, I saw the nine princes today, and never had a chance to see them again. If I was unlucky, I might be ridiculed and degraded, and it would make people laugh.
Youyi bought a sugar gourd, and under the guidance of Xiaoyi, she found Yajian. Before she pushed in the door, she heard a familiar voice. He was ecstatic and rushed into it, but when he heard the last sentence, it was dripping like a basin of cold water, causing his heart and blood to be frozen. After more than 600 years, the Lord's hatred and alertness to ghosts and gods have not changed.
No, after all, something changed. He was a few years younger, and his face was jealous and violent. His original eyes were warm and clear, and there was no trace of warmth. He looked at himself like a stranger with a plain taste, the same appearance, but covering different souls. He was the master, but not the master.
He is the reincarnation of the master. Youyi can already be sure of this. He opened his mouth slightly and called a "Master" stupidly. Then he felt sad and belated with the abandonment and exile. But he desperately held back tears that were about to come out of his eyes. Even after six hundred years, his commitment to his master is still the same. He will carefully keep his distance from him and never let his special ability become his hidden danger and trouble.
I do n’t know each other, so why bother? As a stranger, just look away.
When you were still in a daze, everyone in the room was attracted by the sound of the bang that knocked the door open, and they turned around and looked back, then stopped. They never expected that the legendary Lin'an Mansion, which had no knowledge and skills, would grow into this pair! Pink toot, flesh, round face, round eyes, round small mouth, and even the ears and lobes on both sides are smooth, and it looks like Yuxue is cute! With this look, it really is a good thing that people's hearts are fastened. Even if they are dressed tacky, everyone can't say a half-hearted word.
Among them, the nineth prince was the most morbid. The tea cup in his hand had been knocked over, and the hot tea was poured along the table along the big-legs. As soon as the boy entered, he was taken away by him. To be honest, his looks are not peerless, but his temperament is exceptionally unique. Even vulgar clothes can't hold back the ethereal feeling. He is like a cloud, a snowdrop, a drop of nectar, and quietly digs into your heart. When you feel the sweetness to explore, you disappear.
The ninth prince was both flustered and delighted, and he did not know where the flustered joy came from. He couldn't think at all, and replied subconsciously, "Master? Who is your master?" If the young man really wanted to please himself like Zhao Yusong said, he would go straight up and say that he was his master, and he would immediately respond. From now on, we will accompany him. Very good, very good!
He was so excited that he didn't know why, and just followed his feelings. He must have a concubine, yes, only he in the world deserves to be called a concubine, and the rest are counterfeits! All fakes!
However, he forgot to ease his expression under tension. This question brought a sense of disgust. Not only did Zhao Yusong and others misunderstand, but even his face was pale and his eyes were wet and moist. This scene, like the reappearance of the previous life, if the master asked him to leave in person, this tone is probably used. He doesn't want to be his master anymore, no matter in his last life or this life.
You Xi restrained her heart and said sadly, "Sorry, Caomin has gone too far. Caomin sees His Highness Nine, and asks His Highness to forgive him." He made a courteous comment.
The ninth prince was full of depression in his throat, and was almost not strangled. His face turned red for a moment before he waved his hand, "Get up, sit." It was referring to the open space around him.
Because of the strong momentum, even the two companions did not dare to be too close to him. Over time, his left and right positions were empty, and no one was allowed to occupy. Today, however, they took the initiative to invite, such an unusual behavior immediately attracted everyone's attention. However, there was no wish to dangle under his eyelids. If the father and mother had not explained the task, they would not be able to go home now, so they hesitated and did not sit for a long time.
When the ninth prince twitched his fingers and wanted to pull the boy to himself, the waiter standing at the right rear of him suddenly screamed, "No, your highness, you are burned by the tea!" This tea was handed out by him. He knew exactly how hot it was, and immediately panicked.
The ninth prince plucked a hair, and Emperor Zhongkang would also be furious and blame the crime, not to mention burn off a layer of skin. A group of people rushed around to look around, and some people turned back. He is not unconcerned or unconcerned, but what about that? He just heard the dialogue between the master and the crowd just now, and now he is nothing but a villain who attaches great power to the master, which is even more unbearable than his previous life.
Therefore, let the good memories stay in my heart, and don't worry about it again. Moreover, now he is the only one who remembers this beauty, and when he speaks it, it becomes delusional, but he is disdainful. Youzou silently walked outside the door, and licked it all the time-looking at the sugar gourd, looking away.
When the teenager stepped out of his sight, the nine emperor felt an unprecedented anxiety. If he had a sword at his waist, he could not cut all the people in the way.
"Go away!" He kicked the waiter who wanted to roll up his trousers and legs, pushed Zhao Yusong and others away, and hurriedly chased the door, just like the young man with lick-sugar and large round eyes Look right. Seeing his distorted face from the other person's eyes, the nine princes panicked, and quickly adjusted the state. In a blink of an eye, it was the beautiful and unrestrained, unruly and luxurious sky.
"You haven't left yet?" He stopped abruptly, asking dumbly, his eager heartbeat slowly returning to normal.
Youxu nodded, and looked down to see that his clothes were wet with tea. He tried to cover up and uncontrollably expressed a little concern.
The distressed nine princes immediately drank the Qiongjiangyu-liquid, with a mouthful of sweet and greasy taste, and couldn't help touching his lips and laughing slowly. This smile was extremely short, and when the attendant chased it out, he became unpredictable and cloudy again.
"His Royal Highness, let's go back to the palace to see the doctor right away, right? If you blister it, you're in trouble!" The waiter was crying anxiously, anxious to kneel to the master.
"No problem." The Nine Prince patted her clothes indifferently.
"It would be nice to roll up the trouser legs and let Chen wait and see." Zhao Yusong was very cautious, and Xue Wangjing followed suit.
A cricket was crowded away and had to retreat to the stairs. He thought about it, and felt that today he could not complete the tasks assigned by his father and mother. The life of the master and his son has been very beautiful. There is no lack of servants and flattering people around him, and his own yin and yang eyes have been introduced to Beijing from Lin'an. It must be his taboo.
Just go back and explain to your father and mother, they will be considerate. If you can't go to Yangzhou, you can also go to Suzhou. The big deal is to go to Shuzhou and Guizhou. It's a bit far away, and it's a bit dangerous, but things are also delicious.
With this in mind, Youshou held the candy gourd downstairs. As soon as she reached halfway, she heard someone screaming angrily, "Zhao Yousong, does the king allow you to leave? Without saying goodbye, which courtesy is this?"
The Nine Prince didn't want to be so harsh on the boy, but if he didn't, how could he keep him? If he really is as charming as Zhao Yusong described in his mouth, he can't wait to stick to him when he sees himself, and he can't let himself be carried back to the palace. But he wasn't. His eyes were clear and translucent, without any guilty thoughts, and he was not arrogant, but rather timid. He almost burst into tears when asked by himself. Make him distressed.
He was like a ceramic doll, and he taught him whether he could hold it in his palms, but he seemed to be smeared with oil, and he fell to the ground and broke when he couldn't hold it firmly. The ninth prince had only seen him, but he had known each other for hundreds of years, and smiled at him with every move, so familiar that closing his eyes could paint every hair of him.
Since the birth of the nine princes, they have to be windy and rainy, and for the first time, they have experienced what it means to be unsustainable, unable to ask, not tired, but dare not touch.
He wanted to be ugly, but he didn't know how to get him, and when he saw that he wanted to leave, only the bad voice could call him back. He is timid and may be scared, but he can't help it anymore. When the two are gradually familiar with each other and slowly realize each other, he will treat him well, so that he understands that he also has tender feelings and affection, and he can give as long as he wants.
This feeling came so intensely and unexpectedly, but miraculously did not make the nine emperor feel hesitant or tangled. He knew from an early age that he had to fight for what he wanted, otherwise he would have nothing but a dream.
If hesitantly made Youyi an empty dream for him, he would not dare to think about the terrible consequences.
Someone really stood still, looking back with a frown, "Well, can I say goodbye to you now?"
"No." The Nine Prince tried to calm the anxiety in her heart, beckoning, "Come here, help the king go to the hospital to check the injuries."
"Don't you go back to the palace to see a doctor?" You Xi whispered. Where is the medical museum on the street comparable to Tai Hospital? What's more, the master and son have a prominent position in this life, no one dares to offend, and naturally no one secretly poisons his hands.
The two of you asked me to answer, the attitude is very familiar, and the nine princes seem to be overbearing. In fact, there is a kind of tenderness and gentleness in the eyebrows. This is extremely rare. Several people who are not familiar with him have not noticed, but the waiter, Zhao Yusong, and Xue Wangjing have been shooting waves after storm.
Is this right? To be able to ask His Highness Nine to look right, must be Xia Qichao's first! Xue Wangjing was filled with emotion, but Zhao Yusong was mad. No one knows the benefits of attaching the nine princes better than him. He can lift you up and lift your hands at will, and he can knock you down into the abyss.
It was because of the relationship between Zhao Yusong and the Nine Emperor Zhao that the second house of the Zhao family gradually gained a foothold and flourished in the middle of Beijing. If it was replaced by the nine emperor's eyes, everything in the second room would be a big room sooner or later. No, you can't let that happen!
When Zhao Yusong fell into anxiety, Youyi had no choice but to help the nine princes and moved downstairs step by step. The ninth prince, who was just as good as he was, is now like a broken leg, and the whole person lies on the shoulder of the teenager, making an unbearable expression of pain. One of them dwarfed his whole head, sweating when he moved the man to the hospital, but left his hand firmly holding the bunch of sugar gourds and let go.
The ninth prince was amused secretly, but he kept this in mind, and planned to let the royal chef study carefully the practice of sugar gourd after returning, and tried all kinds of fruits and syrups to bring out the greedy kid.
There was a rush to lick out the melting maltose, not knowing that someone was staring at the tip of his pink tongue, and his eyes were angry. 2k novel reading network