Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 406
The gentleman enters the mansion without tidying up.

Before entering the palace in the morning, the servants had already cleaned the ground.

It was only an hour, and the ground was broken again.The bright orange teases the rustic blue bricks.When the wind blows, the leaves are flying and spinning, like dancing and playing, and finally swaying into paintings.

Jun Ziwu stepped on the green brick, looked at the orange color, and thought about the little monster in the house.The green grass will finally usher in a happy spring.

Before that, let him spend it with her during the heavy snow and cold winter.

Turning into the courtyard, I saw Fuchen playing on the table.

The taste of the soup in the house has not changed.

"Floating dust." The gentleman asked without a smile, looking at the potion that was still cloudy, "Why didn't you use medicine?"

"I don't want it." Fu Chen played his temper, Ye Zi slapped it on the desk, "That medicine makes me uncomfortable, I just don't want it."

"Would Fuchen want to go to the Lantern Festival?" Zi Wuxiao asked, softly bewitching, "Our Lantern Festival here is world-famous, not to mention how lively it is."

Fu Chen was immediately attracted, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Have."

"Fun and good-looking?"

"Have."

Fuchen thought about it, and immediately decided.Jump off the table, bounce, leap, jump into the pool.

Fu Chen struggled to hold back the potion.

Inside the barrel is a piece of floating grass, and there is a wine spoon floating on the water, drinking while soaking, and licking two black beads.

Unable to hold on, he listened to Ah Wu's flickering.

Finally waited until the day of the Lantern Festival.Fuchen has been shouting excitedly since the morning.Soaked in the potion, I kept asking what is there, what is there, what do I want to do, what must be done.

It was not yet dark.

Fu Chen has already urged Ah Wu, "Hurry up, hurry up. Get ready to go out!"

Ah Wu knew it was still early, so he didn't raise his head, "It's only a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour. It will be fine if we finish here."

The roots of the floating dust spread out, and he sat on the table, trying to hold back the silence.His eyes fixed on the pen and ink of Ah Wu's hands.

After writing a word, I looked forward to it, and when the pen and ink touched the next word, my gaze became slightly weaker.When the pen is put down and the notebook is put down, the eyes are light.

Seeing this, Ah Wu laughed.Immediately put down pen and ink, got up and put on clothes.She was dressed in silver and white brocade, with light green trimming and decoration, and a light green hairband was also chosen.He came out and asked Fuchen, not sure, "Is it okay? Let's go with you."

"Hehehehe," Fuchen rolled on the table with Heizhu in his arms, laughing happily.The person in front of him was a handsome gentleman with a shy smile, completely lacking the solemnity of the past.

"Stop laughing, I've never been out on the street." Zi Wu himself was also smiling.He straightened his sleeves and stretched his hands towards the floating dust.

Fu Chen ran up to his shoulder with the beads in his arms.

When the sun goes down, the night market is already packed with people.

Candles were already lit in the street.

After a while, the afterglow of the setting sun passed by in a hurry, and the red street lamps were even more dazzling.

The gloomy night, the shouting crowd, the red lanterns, and the sound of feet hitting bluestone slabs.

Xiaocao sat on the person, holding the black bead characters with two leaves, swallowing them occasionally, and spitting them out again immediately.

A Wu walked with a smile on his face and was covered in green leaves. He pointed to a new gadget on the street and asked Xiaocao for his opinion.From the corner of the eye, he paid attention to Fuchen's every move.

Fuchen moved his hands subconsciously, stuffed the leaf in his mouth, and waited to spit it out.

Wait longer this time.

"Fu Chen, do you want a sugar figure?" Jun Zi Wu asked.

"Yes, yes." Fuchen yelled.She wants everything.

Jun Ziwu picked a little golden dragon among the many sugar figurines.Fuchen hugged the little golden dragon and kept licking and licking.

Lick from bottom to top, lick to the bottom.

The two leaves seemed to be touched by the sugar man.

While walking, the grass on the shoulders unconsciously formed a white mist.

"Over there, look there are many people there," Fu Chen muttered, "There must be something to see. Let's go and see!"

"it is good."

Junziwu took Fuchen to find a nearby building and asked for a private room on the second floor. When he went upstairs, he saw surprised eyes around him, and he looked to his side.There was a small phantom on the grass sitting on the shoulder, the appearance of a little girl, holding the little golden dragon and licking it earnestly.

Transformed.

almost.

It's just the final solidification.

The gentleman used his hands to block the sight of Fu Chen, and he did not remind him, so as not to disturb Fu Chen.

Outside the window on the second floor, below are several people turning torches and blowing fire.

"Good! Good!" Fu Chen followed the crowd unconsciously and shouted.

Ah Wu's eyes were soft.

The last time is as simple as that.

The two walked from the street to the end of the street, watched the lanterns, guessed the crossword puzzle, and rowed a boat on the quiet and dim river with river lights floating to see the gorgeous lights on the street and the prosperous street scene.

The bustling street passed by quietly.

The lively voice, the joyful mood and a trace of reluctance to part.Ah Wu listened to the chattering on his shoulders and cooperated with all the games.

Watching the movement in the stillness, I was also deeply in the bustle, until the little man on the shoulder unconsciously fell asleep and shrank into the grass.

There is still the smell of wine on him.

The gentleman has no dumb smile, No. 1 in the drinking competition.

The prize is ten cylinders of wine, and I've finished it too.

Late at night, the gentleman walked on the crisp bluestone slab, listening to his own footsteps.

There are only one or two vendors selling distiller's grains on the street, and pedestrians can't see one or two.

Gentleman Wu bought himself a night of distiller's grains, walked slowly with an inferior blue and white bowl, took a sip from time to time, and poured two drops of grass on his body.

He never thought that he still had something that he couldn't protect at this point.

He thought that as long as he wanted to, nothing could stop him.But not yet.Not yet.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

Knock on the clapper, and the sound of knocking copper sounds.

One more.

Jun Ziwu walked into the palace and put grass on the quilt.

The bed is covered with quilts, with no corners or gaps.

Floating dust rolls around in sleep, always able to kick off the quilt, inexplicably stuck in the crack of the bed, and then there is no bed to sleep on.

After settling people down, I went to wash myself, and when I was about to blow the lamp, I was worried, so I went into the other courtyard again to see if there was any dust stuck in the cracks.

Just opened the door, stunned, walked to the window, looked at the girl floating in the air exuding a faint light, surrounded by green vines and protected by brocade clothes.

grown up.

There's only so much he can do.

The rest is to see Fu Chen's own chance.

Gentleman Wu stretched out his hand, patted the girl's smooth forehead, and blessed, "Be an adult."

The solidification of the last step depends on whether you can realize your true identity.

Jun Ziwu covered the girl with a quilt and left quietly.

June sixteenth.

Fuchen wakes up and jumps out of habit to look for Ah Wu.

The sun has risen.

Today Ah Wu did not review the papers, but looked at the bamboo with his hands behind his back.

Fu Chen jumped onto his shoulder, "A Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing wrong, it's just that it's time to say goodbye." Zi Wu said lightly.

"Parting?" Fuchen didn't understand.

"Fu Chen," Zi Wu tilted his head, and said earnestly, "I can't protect you, but next time you come, definitely, you can play for as long as you want. This is wine cake, you can take it to eat on the road."

Fuchen went out ignorantly, dragging a small cloth bag in his hand, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he became.

Was she kicked out?

There was no one to see him off.

She was the only one walking slowly on the stone street, unable to see the end of the way.

On the stone road, there was a cry of "woo woo".

Fu Chen opened the door alone, outside the door, the monk was waiting.

Seeing an acquaintance, Fuchen's uncontrollable emotions burst out, he called out "Monk", and "Woooo" burst into tears.

The monk patted the grass and waited quietly.

Fuchen stopped crying, looked at the plaque of "Zunwangfu", and knew in his heart: she will be his burden.

"Monk, let's go." Fuchen said.There are no more drops of water on the stems and leaves.

"Let's go."

The two set foot on the road.Leaving the imperial city.

On the wall of the city wall, the emperor and ministers saw him off.

Fuchen didn't look back, she knew he wouldn't be there.

The first friend in life, just experienced separation like this.

Fuchen felt that he had grown up a bit, and he knew that life was not easy, he had fun when he had a good time, and no sorrow when he parted.

Enjoy life, enjoy the present.

"Monk, where are we going?" Fuchen asked, and quickly regained his vivacity.

"Benefactor, let's go find the dragon vein." The monk said.

"Have."

"Then I'll go."

Ziwu looked at the medicine barrel, "You obediently test the medicine for ten days, and I promise to hold a grand lantern festival for you on the fifteenth day of this month."

Fuchen hesitated, watching the medicine barrel struggling.

"How about this, I will accompany you to test the medicine. Will it work?"

"Deal." Fuchen readily agreed.

There are two barrels in the main room.

There is a gentleman in a bucket. He sits in the bucket with his clothes on, picks up the booklet in his hand, reads it, and throws it to the housekeeper after reading it. He reads it, and the housekeeper writes it.

One bucket is floating grass, and there is a wine ladle floating on the water, drink while soaking, and then lick two black beads.

"Why don't you take off your clothes and take a bath?" Fu Chen asked.

Zizi didn't raise his head, "Aren't you soaking in clothes too?"

"I am a natural color, which is equivalent to streaking."

"I'm self-shy and have to dress."

The two stayed at home for ten days in a row.On the fifteenth night, Fuchen finally didn't have to take a bath anymore, and was jumping up and down with his black pearl in his arms, feeling very excited.

"Are you alright?" Fu Chen shouted.

The gentleman in the back room did not respond, "Okay, okay. Here we come." Arranging his clothes, he was dressed in silver and white brocade, with light green trimming and decorations, and a light green hairband was also chosen.He came out and asked Fu Chen, "How is it? I'll match you."

"Uh heh heh heh," Fu Chen rolled on the table laughing while hugging Hei Zhu, "You're not grass, what does it matter if you're worthy of me or not?"

"Okay, don't laugh, I've never been out on the street, there's nothing wrong with being more dignified." Zi ignored his sleeves and stretched out his hand towards the floating dust.

Fu Chen ran up to his shoulder with the beads in his arms.

It was just dark, and the streets were already lit with candles.

The gloomy night, the shouting crowd, the red lanterns, and the sound of feet hitting bluestone slabs.

Xiaocao sat on the person, holding the black bead characters with two leaves, swallowing them occasionally, and spitting them out again immediately.

The person walking with grass is covered in green leaves, pointing to a new gadget on the street and asking Xiaocao for his opinion.

Fuchen moved his hands subconsciously, stuffed the leaf in his mouth, and waited to spit it out.

Wait longer this time.

Hmm...haven't vomited yet.

"Fuchen, do you want that little golden dragon sugar man?" Jun Ziwu asked again.

"Yes, yes." Fu Chen immediately confirmed, and ignored Hei Zhu, hugging the little golden dragon and licking it all the time.

Lick from bottom to top, lick to the bottom.

good to eat.

The grass on the shoulders unconsciously condensed into a white mist.

"Over there, you see so many people," Fu Chen muttered, "There must be something to see, let's go and see it too."

"it is good."

Junziwu took Fuchen to find a nearby building and asked for a private room on the second floor. When he went upstairs, he saw surprised eyes around him, and he looked to his side.There was a small phantom on the grass sitting on the shoulder, the appearance of a little girl, holding the little golden dragon and licking it earnestly.

Transformed.

It's coming soon.

It's just the final solidification.

The gentleman uses his hands to block the sight of the floating dust, and he does not disturb the floating dust.

Outside the window on the second floor, below are several people turning torches and blowing fire.

"Good! Good!" Fu Chen followed the crowd unconsciously and shouted.

The gentleman smiled without a smile.

Keep it simple at the end.

The two walked from the street to the end of the street, watched the lanterns, guessed the crossword puzzle, and rowed a boat on the quiet and dim river with river lights floating to see the gorgeous lights on the street and the prosperous street scene.

Watching the movement in the stillness, I was also deeply in the bustle, until the little man on the shoulder unconsciously fell asleep and shrank into the grass.

There is still the smell of wine on him.

The gentleman has no dumb smile, No. 1 in the drinking competition.

The prize is ten cylinders of wine, and I've finished it too.

Late at night, the gentleman walked on the crisp bluestone slab, listening to his own footsteps.

There are only one or two vendors selling distiller's grains on the street, and pedestrians can't see one or two.

Gentleman Wu bought himself a night of distiller's grains, walked slowly with an inferior blue and white bowl, took a sip from time to time, and poured two drops of grass on his body.

He never thought that he still had something that he couldn't protect at this point.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom, boom."

Knock on the clapper, and the sound of knocking copper sounds.

One more.

Jun Ziwu walked into the palace and put grass on the quilt.

The bed is all futons, without corners and gaps.

Floating dust rolls around in sleep, always able to kick off the quilt, inexplicably stuck in the crack of the bed, and then there is no bed to sleep on.

After settling people down, I went to wash myself, and when I was about to blow the lamp, I was worried, so I went into the other courtyard again to see if there was any dust stuck in the cracks.

Just opened the door, stunned, walked to the window, looked at the girl floating in the air on the bed with a faint light, surrounded by green vines and protected by brocade clothes.

grown up.

The gentleman does not understand that the real parting has arrived.

There's only so much he can do.

The rest is to see Fu Chen's own chance.

Junzi Wu walked into the house, looked at Fuchen's appearance, with reluctance in his eyes.Reached out, patted the girl's smooth forehead, and blessed, "Be an adult."

The solidification of the last step depends on whether you can realize your true identity.

Jun Ziwu covered the girl with a quilt and left quietly.

September sixteenth.

Fuchen wakes up and jumps out of habit to look for Ah Wu.

The sun has risen.

Today Ah Wu did not review the papers, but looked at the bamboo with his hands behind his back.Emotions seem to be different.

Fu Chen jumped on his shoulder, and asked concerned, "A Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing wrong, it's just that it's time to say goodbye." Zi Wu said lightly.

"Parting?" Fuchen didn't understand.

"Fu Chen," Zi Wu tilted his head, and said earnestly, "I can't protect you, but next time you come, definitely, you can play for as long as you want. This is wine cake, you can take it to eat on the road."

(End of this chapter)