Chapter 55: Painted skin

The Xia Qi royal family has stipulated that once the prince reaches eighteen years old, he must go out to build a palace and register the emperor. Although the ninth prince is a son-in-law, there are many palace concubines in the royal family, and there are many pregnant women at the same time. There are two people of the same age, seven princes and eight princes, but their birthdays are only a few months apart.
Without opening the government, you ca n’t seal the title. Without the title, you ca n’t participate in the administration of the court. Therefore, the seventh and eighth princes still need to go to the study room every day. As for the nine princes who have been in the government since the age of fifteen, they are equal to all the princes, although they are not kings. This is a special case.
He had such a violent temper and mad behavior, but from the day he was born, he was destined to be established as the ruler of Chu, thus becoming the master of Xia Qiguo. How can the remaining princes be willing? Therefore, the popularity of the nine princes in the palace is not very good. The princes and he Lele on the surface apparently wished him to die immediately.
But unfortunately, he was sleeping every night, his temper was hot, and his body was very tall and strong, and his talents for learning and martial arts were far beyond ordinary people. This is more and more proof of his extraordinary origins, and even more jealous of the brothers.
The eighth and eighth princes laughed and greeted him, then sat a little quieter. The gentleman in the classroom was also nervous, his fingers trembling slightly. The lord's voice of abandoning his husband's school is always noisy. He can barely endure for a quarter of an hour when he is in a good mood, and suddenly anger when he is in a bad mood. It is hateful that Emperor Zhongkang often condoned and returned, did not teach accusations, and used him to become more brazen.
It's okay if he doesn't come, sir can breathe a sigh of relief. If he wants to come, he must be prepared to hang out.
The atmosphere in the study room was very dignified. Partial parties sat securely in the first seat with their hands on their knees, their eyes dropped slightly, and their looks were very serene. At first, the husband lowered his voice and read a few paragraphs of books. Seeing that the quarter of an hour passed, the ninth prince had no tendency to walk away, so he turned up the volume slightly.
Suddenly, the ninth prince-in-law opened his clothes and walked towards the door, his frowning eyebrows showing a little anxiety, startled the already nervous people.
It's been a big progress since sitting here for two quarters! And it has not been humiliated for no good reason. The gentleman felt relieved, but wished that the nine princes would never return after leaving, but unexpectedly he stopped at the door and looked away, seemingly waiting for someone.
A few moments later, the two eunuchs hurriedly approached a pink-carved and jade-looking young man Lang, and before stepping on the steps, he saw the nine princes stride down to greet him.
"Yeah, come with me soon." He took the boy and dragged him into the study, looking very urgent.
Everyone said that he was irritable and could not calm down for a moment, because he always felt something was missing in his heart. But he knew that this missing corner had disappeared as early as 600 years ago, that is, he was searching hard in this world, and there would be no better results. So no matter how agitated and empty, he can only endure in silence and wait for death to end everything.
But he never expected that he was so lucky that he inadvertently waited for Zong Shengdi to wait for a lifetime and be unavailable. This is fate and fate.
As long as the juvenile appears in the field of vision, as long as he is willing to stay to the left and right, even if the ninth prince sits quietly for a day and a night, he will not feel dull, or even more, a great enjoyment. So he didn't have to go to school anymore, he still came to the study, and planned to have one day of class before leaving the palace to open the government.
The seventh and eighth princes have never seen the younger brother smile so brilliantly, and his face is unavoidable. They looked up and down the juvenile with a scrutiny look, and then looked weird. Should things be grouped by people? Although the young man was very beautiful, he was quite presumptuous in his actions. He had already entered the study room and was holding a huge meat bag. He knew that the air was filled with onion and fragrant meat. Weier.
The gentleman coughed twice, implying that he was not allowed to eat while he was teaching, but he blinked his and white eyes, pretending to be ignorant. The ninth prince even took him by his side, not only telling him to eat slowly, but also frequently wiping his mouth with pazi. Sir, he had to open one eye and close one eye, but when he didn't see it, as long as the nine emperor did not have a random attack today, even if he was lucky, he would not care about it.
Someone does n’t pretend to understand, but really understands. Where does he know that he is not allowed to eat in the study? Even if you know ... you can still eat right, the world is big, and you eat the most. In the morning, the Wang family had prepared their meals, but they didn't expect that the father and son were called by the old lady to ask questions, so it was too late. The old lady was full of anger and didn't want to stay for dinner. They could only take two meat packs on the road.
The first bun had three or two mouthfuls, and slightly padded, but the second one was ready to enjoy slowly. He is really particular about eating buns, like a mouse and a corn. First, he slaps the outer layer of skin so that there is only one bottom left to hold the filling, then swallows the filling, and enjoys the pleasure of chewing meat.
Right now, the arch-shaped skin was half stung. He was holding the bun in the palm of his hand, and turned the other half in the direction. He looked so funny. Not only did people peek around frequently, but also forbearing a smile, even the nine princes could not help but smile. He didn't care which article the gentleman was reading, just supported the cheek with one hand, admired the lovely eating of the young man, and in the meantime wiped the dripping gravy for him in time, and wanted to swallow the man as a meat stuffing.
"When did you wake up this morning?" He swallowed, and whispered into the young man's ear.
"Yinshi three moments. Did you sleep well last night?" Youma said vaguely.
"Thanks to the star you picked for me, I slept exceptionally sweet last night. Why did you get up as early as me? Don't you feel sleepy?" The Prince Nine was very surprised, but her heart was ecstatic.
"I'm used to getting up early."
"That being the case, you will enter the palace in the future, and accompany me for breakfast. By the way, the royal meal in the palace is no better than Zhao's. There are only 30 or 40 types of cakes, not to mention others." The ninth prince tempted.
Youzhe really brightened her eyes, and then focused on her head. The ninth prince forced a smile, took out a cantaloupe wrapped in oil paper from the dark grid of the book box, put it at his hand, and said, "After eating buns and desserts, just tell me what you want to eat in the future, The chefs in the palace can do everything from the southeast to the northwest to the mountains and sea. "
There are cricket eyes brighter, two deep dimples exposed on the cheek. The ninth prince hated not being able to hold him in his arms and kiss him for a few sips, but he reluctantly pressed and held it, only extended his index finger to poke the dimple, and pinched his nose, his expression was very gentle and petting.
But looking at this situation, what else do the seventh and eighth princes don't understand? No wonder that the nineth prince is so happy, it turned out that the love had begun. Someone's Erlang is so charming, you have to find out when you go back.
You can let the master knead and knead. After eating the buns, you can eat the sugar gourd. Don't forget to feed the master two. At the end, wipe your hands and mouth to open the book box.
The young man's "Tuk Tuk Tuk" placed the four treasures in the study room so that others often went to see it, but he saw that in addition to his pen and ink, he also brought a small pot, which was filled with clear water, covered with pebbles, planted waterweed, and pebbles. There was a black dumpling lying on the water with grass, and it was a turtle that looked intently.
Xue Wangjing took the lead in breaking the exercises, snorting loudly, and then hurriedly covered his mouth under the stare of his husband, vaguely, "Yes, how did you bring it? We are still in class here!"
Youyi is obedient and obedient, but that is only limited to the master and father and mother, he will not care about others, let alone the so-called rules. He sternly retorted, "Xuan Wu won't make a noise and can't make noise."
Xue Wangjing even laughed back and forth. This kid was too funny. He actually used a turtle as a pet and named it Xuanwu, which is an ancient beast. At this time, people's concept of pets is far less extensive than that of later generations, so it is naturally difficult to understand the behavior of scum.
Although the ninth prince also thought it was funny, he did not stop it. Instead, he arranged the messy table top neatly, then pointed at the hall, and signaled everyone to listen carefully. He should enjoy these hours when he sat quietly with you and his skin touched.
Someone listened carefully, then took out a book that Mr. was explaining, spread it out on the table, and picked up a wolf to write notes. Xue Wangjing originally thought that the young man was inexperienced and innocent. He was purely a furnishing in the study room. At this time, he was surprised to find that he was very talented and his writing was neat and beautiful. He remembered wherever he went. Make a few mistakes.
I'm afraid this word can no longer be used to describe. His relationship with the legendary talented "youyou" will not be the relationship between past life and this life? Xue Wangjing felt more and more possible the more he thought about it, his eyes were a little straight.
The ninth prince is also staring at the syllable flowers in lower case, with a slightly dissatisfied expression. He spread out a piece of rice paper, wrote a few words with a pen, and said, "How about rewriting cursive script in the future?" Youyi's handwriting is too similar to Zong Shengdi, making him the boss uncomfortable. Even though he has acknowledged that Zong Shengdi is his own past life, he still does not want to have his mark on others.
If you do n’t say anything, you nod your head and do n’t ask why. He got to the master, looked at his handwriting carefully, and repaid a piece of rice paper, using cursive notes. He is a super-brainer who can rewrite the handwriting of others in his head with one glance, and then write exactly the same handwriting as if executing a program.
The Nine Prince planned to teach him slowly, maybe he could hold it from the back, hold a small hand, and take advantage of it without any traces. All the disillusionment now inevitably showed a look of disappointment. He wasn't surprised by his talents, and if he really was the reincarnation of that person, he would naturally be brilliant. You know, there are several endowments that the man once made, and no one has surpassed them. He and the hegemon are both beyond reach.
Xue Wangjing was surprised. However, at a glance, you can imitate the writing of His Royal Highness to 10%. I am afraid there are no such characters in the world. It was only after a few days of meeting with His Royal Highness that it was impossible for him to get his handwriting and practice it in private. That is to say, as soon as His Royal Highness spoke to him to change his typeface, he already had the essence of the handwriting.
What a horrible learning ability? No wonder he and His Highness voted for each other, it turned out to be two ghosts! Xue Wangjing sighed quietly and finally worshipped completely.
Youyi also noticed that she was doing something wrong, but not to cause others to be suspicious, but because of her disappointed expression. The better he is in the last life, the more happy the master is. In this life, when he showed his strengths, the master did not praise him. Does he wish he could be stupid?
Youyu guessed so, and then peeped and peeked at the master one by one, feeling a little hesitant. He is ashamed of "pretend not to understand", in his opinion, it is purely insulting his own IQ, but if the master likes it, he may be able to compromise slightly. He has already said that he must make good compensation for his master in this life, so that he will be happy and happy.
Thinking about it this way, Youji nodded slightly and decided to hide.
Although the ninth prince came to the study room, it was always very quiet. Except for the staring boy, the staring boy did not explode for no reason, which made the gentleman relieved. Seeing that the time was almost the same, he immediately waved his hands to dismiss the student, and left quickly with his own book, fearing that he might accidentally provoke the god.
Learn Chinese in the morning and practice martial arts in the afternoon, with an hour break in the middle. The ninth prince brought the boy to the East Palace to treat him with hospitality. After eating, he lay down on the soft couch to amuse the turtle. When Emperor Zhongkang came, the nine emperor was crushing a piece of tortilla and throwing it into a small pot, and then smashed another piece and handed it to the boy's lips. Because he accidentally stuffed his fingertips with a little saliva, he smirked and put it in his mouth, as if eating some dragon liver and phoenix, and his expression was very intoxicated.
The teenager didn't feel strange, looking up at the little face, blinking, and the dimples looming on his cheeks showed joy.
The two were head to head for a while, the tip of their nose touched the tip of their nose, and then bit their ears to each other again, wondering what to say. The juvenile's personality seems a little shy, and he doesn't laugh loudly, but the son is uncharacteristically, and often sends hearty laughter, the flying eyebrows, soft and handsome facial features, and gentle and serene expression. .
Because he had been standing by the window for a long time, the chief asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to pass?"
"No, let them be together." Emperor Zhongkang waved his hand and stood for a while before leaving quietly. After six hundred years, what kind of devotion and prayer can make such a wonderful fate?
The ninth prince had already noticed his father's approach, but pretended to be ignorant, and did not show any slight color when he left. You feel more keen, but did not take the initiative to remind. Now he likes to be around the master like a puppy all the time, so how can he take care of others?
After feeding Xuanwu, you have to drag the master to bed anyway, want him to make up for the missing sleep. The ninth prince was desperate for his own needs. He half-pushed and half-sent on the floor, and pulled the boy into his arms and hugged him tightly, and locked his lower-half-body with two feet.
The paintings on the top of the tent curtain have been put away, and the fireflies have been returned to the Royal Garden, leaving only a glittering embroidered panlong. When the boy was not around, the nine princes were anxious to fall asleep early, so as long as their eyes were closed and opened, they could reunite with the boy again. However, once he came to the side, the nine emperor wanted to stay awake all the time and could not bear to waste even a moment. He stared at Panlong, thinking hard about the topic, but his head was hugged by the boy, his eyes were also covered by the palm of his hand, and he said, "Come to bed."
Unable to resist, he arched in the arms of the boy, and then closed his eyes, but tried to stay awake. He remembered the kiss of yesterday uncontrollably. For a while, his heart was upset, and he longed for the boy to kiss himself again and wondered whether he should take the initiative.
Even if you have a keen sense, you can't see the master's disguise. He waited for a while, when the master was breathing smoothly and his expression was calm, he stroked and twisted his crow's long blue hair with his fingertips, with an expression of guilt and pity on his face. The moment he felt loved, he also knew how to love.
As the Bible says: Love is endurance, love is never-ending, love is tolerant in all things, believe in all things, hope in all things ... In the last life, he made the mistake of misunderstanding and misunderstanding, and this world will understand how to go response. He still dared not reveal his true self in front of his master, but believed that one day, sooner or later, he would accept his original self. No amount of misunderstandings, no more sufferings, no more obstacles can drive him away from his master. He will endure forever and never stop.
Thinking of the emotional place, his eyes were slightly red, and he used his delicate cheeks to gently tap the master's clean forehead, and then covered his pious kiss, saying to himself, "I will never leave you again in this life. The ground is old, and then we walk into the grave. "
No sentence is more eloquent than these few, and no kiss is more emotional than this one. The Nine Princes don't need to ask anymore, they already know that he has his own heart. No matter how much he remembers about Zong Shengdi, now he really loves himself.
The ninth prince believed his judgment, and was even more excited. This kiss only touched the eyebrow, but it seemed to reach the soul. There was always a sense of confusion and emptiness; the fear and helplessness that had entangled him day and night, and finally disappeared in this kiss. He wanted to smile and cry, but he didn't let himself open his eyes and scared the boy with a sore nose.
He tried to curb more and more tears, so as to prevent the warm touch from being transmitted through the fabric for at least the chest of the year, to wake him up, and at the same time to hear his soft sobbing. He cried, his voice filled with guilt and remorse, for the fault he had committed, and for the 600 years lost for no reason.
As usual, the nine emperor must have felt so distressed, but today he forced himself to remain silent. His eyelashes were light-twisted and quickly calmed down, telling himself not to comfort, let him always feel guilty and remorse, so that he would not abandon himself heartlessly.
It seems a bit mean to rely on a person's guilt and remorse to get the words "Never Separated", but he has no more complete solution and is also tortured and afraid.
Yuya cried for a while and found that she made a lot of noises. She quickly wiped away her tears, hugged her head tightly into her arms, then gently covered his ears, and began to snore one after another, trembling with fear. It took a full quarter of an hour to calm down.
He rubbed his slightly red and swollen eyes, and then slept slowly next to the master. After a while, the nine princes looked up at him, sighing and sighing a kiss in his brows, whispering silently: Just say so, this life is stable and old, and then walk into the grave together.
After waking up, the crippled eyes became more red and swollen, and almost only a thin seam remained. The cheeks, which were slightly fat, looked like a big fat bun. The ninth prince was very distressed, and he repeatedly pressed and kneaded it with the peeled hot eggs, and asked knowingly, "How can it become like this when you sleep? I call the Taiyi to help you see it?"
"Don't!" Youyi quickly grabbed him by the corner of his clothes, babbling, "Yes, it's because I drank too much water, so I swelled. I often do this." The guilty expression has long betrayed the simple heart.
Seeing him like this, the nine emperor could not laugh or cry, coughing with his fist against his lips, and swallowing with a smile, "Do n’t go to sleep after that. Don't drink too much water. Afternoon class, go back and rest."
Before, he always wanted to tie the boy to him all the time, because he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly, but only after he got his promise and confirmed his mind, his anxiety and anxiety had been greatly reduced, and he could also endure short-term Separation. He personally returned the boy to Zhao's house, and dragged him to speak at the door for a while before letting go.
Youyi covered her half of her face and walked to the courtyard, hiding in hiding. When she met a few cousins ​​on the way, she always felt that they looked very strangely. After a while, he understood why they looked at themselves side by side. It turned out that Zhao Yusong had rumored that he had been favored by His Highness Nine for revenge.
"I didn't expect Wu Gongzi to look cute and cute, but he could sell for his fame."
"He didn't read books since he was a kid. He had nothing to do with his face except that face. How can he gain a foothold in Shanghai if he doesn't sell?"
"Well, although it is everyone's son, even before the royal family, they went down to that point."
"Not so! No matter how good you are, you are also a royal minion, just like us!"
At this point, a group of servant women laughed together and laughed, as if they had a sense of superiority. Youyi walked over lightly, without saying anger in her heart, even if she was embarrassed. In his eyes, these people are the same as cats and dogs, and what they say is barking hummingly, meaningless.
Bypassing the rumored back garden, when he got to his own courtyard, he saw his destroyed defensive circle, and then he changed his face and hurriedly rushed in and shouted.
"What is it called, what's the name of Soul? Mother is here!" Wang ran out from the back with a dance, and saw her son's red and swollen cheeks, and was dismayed. Bullying? "When she said that, she looked very weird, both worried and angry.
There was no time to observe her response, and she took down the purse around her waist and pulled out a rune folded into a triangle. The edge of the rune has been scorched, and there is also a slight heat, apparently just triggered.
"Who's here today?" Rare anger appeared on his face, even more terrifying inside. You can move him, but you can't move the person he cares about, the monster is trying to die! 2k novel reading network