Chapter 18: I don't know where to go, peonies are still 4

Late at night, there were still dense torches around the post hall, and the left and right Shence Army guarded tributes and envoys. Although they were so tired that they could fall asleep, they still had to wait for the shift.

Han Ruqi will be on duty tonight. He has slept well during the day, much more than those forbidden army spirit, and he is patrolling in circles.

When passing by the room where the special tribute was stored, he deliberately stopped and asked the guarding army to open the door, and personally checked that the thing was still in the box.

It is a crown. For nearly a thousand years, the princes and brothers have used it to tie their hair, but this crown is still different from what is usually seen. It is neither inlaid jade nor inlaid beads, but a peony is woven with silver wire, and then shaped into four golden phoenixes with gold foil, with a hollow gold hairpin, the value can be seen.

Han Ruxu can't figure out who will use such a fancy crown to tie his hair. Ordinary people's princes want to be romantic, but he doesn't love femininity. If he is a little man, he can't take out such a big ornament. It's really a mystery. If you let me bring this kind of ghost, it's better to ask me to die." Carefully close the lid of the box, he exited the door.

And the next moment after he left, a shadow appeared on the window paper.

***

Le Zhu is no longer in the way. She is naturally happy. When it gets cold, there are fewer people who are willing to go out. If the guests don't come, she only scolds melon seeds at the parrot every day and is happy.

"Sis, come here!" Wei Tanyi was choosing tea in front of Duobaoge when he suddenly turned around and stepped towards her. Although she didn't know what had happened, she hurriedly got up to meet him.

When his figure was just enough to cover her, Wei Tanyi protected her in his arms and turned his back to the door of the store.

A light spot crawled in along the threshold, like the child being naughty, reflecting the sunlight with the bronze mirror of his mother's makeup. Guangban found the person, paused for a moment, slowly climbed up his heel and calf, and stopped at the back of his heart.

"Master..." Si Si was so scared that she grabbed his sleeve tightly.

"It's okay. He can't help me." Wei Tanyi half turned his head, and the light spot had climbed to his shoulder, so he turned his head again.

The spot finally disappeared, and the two people hugged each other breathed a sigh of relief and separated.

Wei Tanyi stepped out to confirm the direction of the light spot, and then closed the door of the store.

"Master, is it because I refused to entertain him, he..." The handful of melon seeds in Si Si's hand were all soaked with sweat.

Wei Tanyi shook his head and said, "That's not the case. He's just curious about whether there is any invisible ghost here besides you, otherwise where did I get the rotten blood?"

I thought sob, and my eyes were a little more sad.

"You'd better stay in the backyard recently. Be very careful when I'm away," Wei Tanyi smiled again as if nothing happened. "Ah, it's better not to open the door recently. Let's wait until I solve the matter at hand."

"Master."

"Hmm?"

Qisi stared at him and asked in a trembling voice for a long time, "Are you still sad?"

Wei Tanyi seemed to want to keep smiling, but it was a little difficult. He simply gave up and pressed his forehead with one hand: "That's not sad..."

The parrot in the corner seemed to feel the unusually low atmosphere here, and even stopped walking around and hung his little head quietly.

***

"Zhulin."

"Hmm?"

"I...no, you..."

The teenager didn't know where to start, and his face turned red. Another teenager who propped up half of his body beside him was as big as him, with a handsome face, but he shaved his hair and knew at a glance that he was a monk.

"What on earth are you trying to say?" The young monk asked with a bad smile, and at the same time stretched out his hand to the other party's loose skirt, "Do you want to say it again?"

The teenager suddenly retreated in a panic: "No, no, no, that's not what I mean." On the one hand, he quickly pulled his clothes and curled up in the quilt.

"Jiang Ziyan, don't hesitate if you have something to say." The young monk suddenly criticized him harshly.

Jiang Ziyan looked up at him timidly, and quickly buried his head. His voice was as soft as a mosquito fly: "Zhulin..."

The young monk with the name Zhulin simply pulled off the quilt and jumped on it again this time, so panicked that Jiang Ziyan desperately protected his body: "Don't, don't come again!"

"Okay, then make it clear to me." Zhu Lin just wanted to scare him, so he sat on his lap.

Jiang Ziyan blushed and patted his clothes: "Zhu Lin, are you, are you really a monk?"

Zhu Lin raised his eyebrows: "Have you been holding my head before and touching my hair?"

"This, this is two different things!" Jiang Ziyan's eyes turned red, "You, if you are a monk, how can you understand these things... How can you say and talk about these things... So, then..."

Looking at his impatient and embarrassed speech, Zhu Lin laughed and said, "Who stipulates that the monk doesn't understand this, so he can't talk like me?"

"But, the monks I've met before are not like this."

"That's rare and strange to you. There are all the strange things in the world. You have been a young master for a long time and become the frog at the bottom of the well, and you will gradually know."

The teenager stared at him in surprise, and his heart was full of incredibleness. When Zhulin first came to Jiang's mansion, he was obviously indifferent. Later, although he slowly began to speak, when did it become like this? Although the habit of chanting scriptures in the morning and evening has not changed, and he also abstains from meat, alcohol and killing, but he likes to bump into him day by day and pinch him.

He hasn't had friends since he was a child. At first, he thought it was a sign of a good relationship between friends, but today he didn't understand that it was not the case at all. In the afternoon, he was just about to take a nap, and Zhulin tampered with him in the corridor. After making his hands soft, he dragged him directly into the bedroom.

"Zhu Lin, why do you do that?" Jiang Ziyan asked. He is also a sixteen-seven-year-old teenager. He knows a little about the relationship between men and women, so when he was thrown into bed, he somewhat understood what was going on in his head, but the distance between figuring out and understanding was still quite large. Zhulin was born on the same day of the same year as him, but he knew much better than him.

"Huh? Oh," Zhulin didn't realize what he meant at first. When he understood, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you like it?"

How can he answer this? Jiang Ziyan had to pout and not speak.

"It doesn't matter. You will like it gradually." I'm very sure.

"That, that thing, that kind of thing... Why on earth?"

Zhulin smiled evilly, bent down and put his elbow to his ear, pressing his whole body on him: "In order to make two people become one person."

Jiang Ziyan blinked: "Who did you become?"

"Con disguised as a child! Otherwise, how do you think your father and mother gave birth to you? Zhu Lin looked like an idiot.

"Ah?" He opened his eyes wide, "So, then we will also have children?" Stupid! Only women can have children!" He was immediately caught and knocked on the pillow.

The teenager quickly raised his hand to cover him: "Don't hit me, don't hit me. I just want... If I have a child, I don't have to marry a bunch of wives in the future, right?"

Zhulin threw away the pillow and put his hand on his chest: "Why don't you want to marry a wife? Dozens of people in your family are looking forward to your succession.

"Because, because I think it's good to be with you now!"

This is a very simple sentence, but it sounds different in Zhulin. He was stunned and suddenly asked, "Between my wife and me, who will you choose?"

Jiang Ziyan replied almost without thinking, "Of course it's you."

Zhu Lin gasped, and his eyes suddenly became hot. As soon as he grinded his teeth, his hands suddenly picked up his legs.

"What are you doing, you, no, don't... Zhulin!"