Accidentally became a white moonlight

"Honghong, I want to eat that pine nut and lily cake again." Zhihe pouted, looking at Lu Jianing with bright eyes.

At least Lu Jianing has a little immunity now, so he didn't agree in a daze, only to see a little bird jumping up and down on the table, its paws were stained with ink, and it was written crookedly on the table: Three Character Classic.

Zhihe twitched her pink and tender mouth, and said unwillingly, "That's fine."

Ever since he knew that the sour Confucian who misled others was not a good thing, Lu Jianing took advantage of the dark and windy night of the month to slap the man into the pond while he was drunk and walking, and he didn't want the sour Confucian Fate, after all, he killed someone, and he will be recorded by Fang Tiandao.

But he didn't make that Suanru feel better either. With him watching, the Suanru soaked in the water for more than half an hour before he was lifted ashore by him. Later, he was rescued by a little eunuch. Unfortunately, the cold entered his body, and he will recover later. It is also a sick jar.

That sour Confucian broke his health, and he was even more unwilling to come to the Jingxin Garden. Lu Jianing felt that it was just right, that kind of gentle scum, teaching people is also harming others' children.

So, almost all of Zhihe's life, study, and play were contracted by Lu Jianing.

However, when he really waited for Lu Jianing to teach, he only hated himself for being too light on that sour scholar.

It is true that Zhihe can recognize characters, but it is only limited to recognition.

A lot of basic characters were singled out, and Zhihe couldn't write at all, let alone have his own style.

In desperation, Lu Jianing had no choice but to fly back and forth in the middle of the night as a porter, moving whatever he needed.

During the day, for the convenience of teaching Zhihe, he simply spits out other people's words. Fortunately, Zhihe, this silly boy, is not afraid of rejoicing, and happily hugs the red-crowned bird in his arms to read and practice calligraphy every day.

Lu Jianing was deeply afraid that Zhihe would become rebellious in his studies, so every half an hour, he would drag Zhihe to play for a while.

Facts have proved that his approach is correct. In the morning, he taught Zhihe to read and play, and in the afternoon, he accompanied Zhihe to practice copybooks. Zhihe's enthusiasm for learning is increasing day by day.

Of course, those copybooks were also transported by Lu Jianing from somewhere in the palace.

It can be said that, apart from the fact that the place is not right, Lu Jianing almost created the best childhood life for Zhihe.

Lu Jianing's hard work over the past few days has not been in vain, the current Zhihe has changed a lot from when they met back then.

The most obvious thing is that Zhihe has already made demands on him, occasionally has his own little emotions, and is more dependent on Lu Jianing, and has to act coquettishly, wants to kiss, and hugs from time to time.

What can Lu Jianing do?Of course it was all for him.

So when Zhihe picked up the brush and wrote a Three Character Classic, Lu Jianing flapped his wings and kissed Zhizhi and Bainen's cheeks before flying out.

This time, he still went to the residence of the sixth prince, and managed to trick him into a small basket of lily cakes by the same means.

"Hey, this time, you can eat to your heart's content." Lu Jianing glanced at the small bamboo basket hooked under his claws, deeply impressed by the Sixth Prince's kindness, so next time he will grab two more flowers^^^ ~

Lu Jianing flew wildly all the way, and managed to fall into the inner hall after Zhihe finished writing the last three-character scripture.

Sure enough, when Zhihe made the last stroke, he looked up and saw his Hong Hong flying towards him with a basket of snacks struggling.

Zhihe's eyes sparkled, and he shouted excitedly, "Red!"

One person and one bird are so happy. It stands to reason that someone should have come here long ago for such a big commotion in the inner hall, but it is still quiet now. Of course, all of this should be attributed to Lu Jianing.

This imperial palace is the most filthy and sinister, but the ridiculous thing is that the people in this palace are most afraid of ghosts and gods. It just so happens that Lu Jianing is especially good at pretending to be ghosts.

Those who have bullied Zhihe in everything, they were alive and kicking one day, but lost their arms and legs the next day. Over time, no one in Jingxin Garden would dare to provoke Zhihe. Without him, I'm afraid~~

Without the provocations of those eunuchs and palace people, Lu Jianing took advantage of one night and secretly hooked up a few more quilts. The child's skin is tender, and the two extra quilts sleep comfortably.

Now this dilapidated inner hall has been carefully arranged by each of them. Well, the most important thing is Lu Jianing to arrange it. After all, Zhihe is only a child. After his arrangement, although the current inner hall is still a bit dilapidated, it is still It is much warmer, and you can tell how much thought the owner has put into it just by taking a cursory glance.

Lu Jianing glanced at his and Zhihe's home contentedly, bounced up to the boy, spread his soft wings, and rubbed against Zhihe's neck.

Zhihe was tickled and giggled: "Honghong, don't scratch me, itch~itch~haha..."

Lu Jianing lightly pecked him angrily, then flew to the side of the small basket, took a mouthful of Lily Cake and fed it to Zhihe's mouth.

Zhihe took a good bite, and said with a smile, "Honghong, don't be angry, Zhihe, Zhihe likes Honghong the most." The little boy snickered as he ate the pastry, like a cat that had stolen food.

Lu Jianing's Doudou also had a little smile in his eyes, flapping his little wings back and forth, and finally finished feeding the "cub".

After eating, of course it was time for them to relax, Zhihe couldn't wait to hold Lu Jianing in his arms, pouted and kissed the little bird's beak, smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Honghong, what are we playing today?"

Lu Jianing rolled his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Today, let's play butterflies."

"But there are no butterflies at this time." Zhihe frowned and said softly.

"Hmm..." Lu Jianing lowered his head and straightened the fur on his chest, and said indifferently, "There are no butterflies, so come and pounce on me."

"Really?" Zhihe exclaimed, full of joy: "Then let's play this."

"But Honghong, don't fly too high, or I won't be able to catch you." Lu Jianing was flying in the air, when he heard Zhihe's words suddenly, he staggered and almost fell from the air.

Juvenile and completely ignorant of the situation, gearing up to show off their skills.

So, in the dilapidated small courtyard in late autumn, a little doll carved in powder and jade was cheerfully fighting a palm-sized red-crowned sparrow.

Whenever the little baby is tired, the little bird will deliberately slow down to attract the little baby to continue chasing. After doing this several times, the little baby finally runs out of energy, but looking up at the little bird who is still in the air, he feels wronged.

"Honghong, I can't catch you, I... woo..." Zhihe was about to drop Jindoudou in the blink of an eye, Lu Jianing didn't dare to tease him on purpose, so he hurriedly rushed back to Xiaotong's arms obediently In the middle of the day, he was rolling and showing cuteness, rubbing his fingers, turning his belly and rubbing, and finally coaxed the little boy to smile and show his joy again.

Lu Jianing felt that [the crisis was resolved], and his heart was tired in Zhihe's palm, so he didn't see the smugness flashing in Xiaotong's eyes.

How could it be possible for a child who has lived in the cold palace for more than five years to be as innocent and innocent as ordinary children.

but……

Zhihe lowered his head and gently stroked the red-crowned sparrow in his palm, with tender eyes, but as long as you like it, then I am willing to always be an innocent and a little willful child in front of you.

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With Lu Jianing's protection, Zhihe is no worse than others except that he does not have the status of a prince. As long as he wants something, he opens his mouth, and the next day what he wants will appear in his side of the pillow.

If he wanted something to eat, it would be even faster, Lu Jianing could get it for him that day.

Over the years, Zhihe's inner hall has been deserted at the beginning, and now it is full of toys, including wooden gadgets, plush pillows, cute cars, exquisite music boxes, needless to say, these things They were all obtained by Lu Jianing, like those modern toys, he took them directly from the system library.

Seeing Zhihe, he really likes it very much. Of course, his favorite is Lu Jianing, the white-waisted red-crowned sparrow~~

Not only that, for the sake of Zhihe's physical and mental health, Lu Jianing would take Zhihe out of the palace every other month after Zhihe was six years old.

The first time when Zhihe was hooked by his Honghong's little claws and flew into the sky, he screamed in fright, almost attracting people, but it was Lu Jianing who was alert and escaped.

Zhihe knew that he had caused trouble, shrugged his shoulders, and was at a loss. Seeing this, Lu Jianing felt worried. Zhihe is six years old, so it's not okay to be so gentle, but seeing the poor child crying , he still softened his heart, and said a few words of comfort in a gentle voice, that's all, if he gets in touch with people more in the future, Zhihe should be stronger.

That night, it can be said to be the most exciting night in Zhihe's life. He looked at the delicate claws on the top of his head, which were not as thick as his little finger. He was afraid that his redness would not be able to lift him, and one person and one bird would fall to his death. .

It turned out later that he was simply thinking too much ╮(‵▽′)╭

He lived well and left the palace, saw the world outside the palace, the bustling market, the lively crowd, everything was completely different from his meditation garden, if it was before, he would definitely yearn for this kind of life very much.

But now, he looked down at the little sparrow hidden in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, now only the place where Honghong is is the paradise he longs for~

After all these years of cuddling each other, Hong Hong has long been the most important existence in his life. It can be said that this white-backed squirrel almost lit up his entire gloomy childhood.

And how lucky he was to meet him.

With a smile on his lips, Zhizhi walked towards his yard with the palm-sized squirrel in his arms, which had been in his arms for several years.

As he was walking, he suddenly felt a cold on the tip of his nose. Zhihe raised his hand to touch it, his eyes lit up slightly, "Honghong, it's snowing, can you enjoy the snow with me tomorrow, okay?"

Lu Jianing rolled his eyes at him, and muttered softly, "You've already said that, so it's possible that I can still refuse."

Zhihe's ears are sharp, but he doesn't refute when he hears it, just smiles with his mouth pursed.

These years, Hong Hong has really treated him very well, even if it is to deceive others, he wears clothes made of coarse linen and extremely warm down underwear inside.

Therefore, as long as those who are interested take a closer look, they will find that the young man walking with his head bowed has bright eyes, and his skin is rosy and shiny, and he can tell at a glance that he is usually very moist.

At this moment, Zhihe hugged the red-crowned sparrow, hummed a song softly, and walked briskly towards the Jingxin Garden, but unexpectedly, the snow suddenly became heavier on the way, Zhihe hunched over to protect the sparrow in his arms and speeded up.

Unbeknownst to the two people who walked away, an official carriage stopped for a long time on a small road not far from Jingxin Garden.

Bi He shook her body, kept rubbing her hands with the cold, looked outside from time to time, and finally couldn't help but persuade: "Miss, let's go back, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, if we don't leave, we really can't go. "If it really freezes in the snow all night, Bi He can't even think about the consequences.

Fu Wanqing listened to the maidservant's persuasion, and felt even more agitated. Damn it, she clearly remembered this time, so why didn't the poor little boy in her memory appear.

Could it be that something happened to Zhihe?

Yes, it must be. Only in this way can we explain why Zhihe has not appeared so far.

It's a pity that she is still too young now, otherwise she could persuade her father and the others to rescue the suffering fifth prince.

At that time, the Fu family will first save Zhihe's life, and then support him. According to Zhihe's temperament, he will definitely be grateful to the Fu family, so the rise of the Fu family is just around the corner.And she will naturally be willing to marry Zhihe as his wife when the time comes, so let's take that person's thoughts into account.

Thinking of all the beautiful scenes in the future, Fu Wanqing's hands were trembling with excitement. After a while, she restrained herself and calmly ordered, "Okay, let's go home."

As for Zhihe, she is still a little young now, wait for her for another two years, and then she will definitely come to rescue him.