many worries

That afternoon passed quickly.

After eating the steamed buns, Qiao Yu quietly hid the kerchief wrapped with the bell grass in a cool place, and insisted on rushing Jing Yan back to read Buddhist scriptures on the pretext of the heat.Jing Yan had nothing to do with him, moved a chair, sat by the window sill and looked at Qiao Yu rolling in the weeds outside, his hard head looming.

There is only a small half of the frame left on the window lattice, and it can be vaguely seen that the picture of the koi carp in the lotus pond was originally carved and painted. It used to be a lotus flower holding a jumping koi carp, but now the fish is no longer there.Qiao Yu got out from the grass, and the window sills covered most of Qiao Yu's figure, as if blooming from a lotus flower.

Jing Yan kept looking outside, he closed the Buddhist scriptures, went out and asked, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

Qiao Yu was startled, and she shrank forward, like a little rabbit with something on her mind, and pretended to be nonchalant, "No, I'm just playing."

He is lying to his prince.

Thinking of it, Qiao Yu's heart beat a little faster. I don't know if it was because of the lie or the gift he was about to give.

Finally, when it was time for dinner at night, Jing Yan put a candle in the middle of the stone table, and Qiao Yu sat next to him, his lips were red and his teeth were white against the contrast, he lowered his head, under the table where no one could see except himself. He seemed to be counting the lantern plants in his palm, which was all he could find after searching the yard and on the way back and forth to the imperial dining room today.

He counted many times carefully, and then put them on the table one by one, and divided them into two halves.

Jing Yan put the food box on the table and looked at Qiao Yu quietly.

Qiao Yu finally divided according to his wish, one half was too much and the other half was too little, he was very reluctant, so he was ruthless and pushed the extra half to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan was startled before realizing that it was for himself.He raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the little one opposite. The summer was hot and there were a lot of mosquitoes. Qiao Yu rolled in the wild grass for another afternoon. There were many small red and swollen bumps on her snow-white neck bitten by insects. I couldn't help scratching with my little paws that were still stained with black ash.

Children are always worrying.

Jing Yan walked over, grabbed his wrist, wiped it carefully bit by bit with a freshly twisted towel, glanced at the bell plant on the table, and asked, "Is it for me?"

Qiao Yu bit her off-duty lip and nodded sullenly.In fact, he is not a generous character, he is very stingy, and he is never willing to share his precious things with others, even if he is pretending, he is not willing to take them out. His things are his own, and no one can touch them.

But the prince is different.Whatever he has, he wants to give it to the prince, because the prince is so kind to him, he is willing to give what he loves and cherishes, and he is reluctant to eat what he has saved for a long time.

Jing Yan smiled, turned the towel over, continued to wipe Qiao Yu's other hand, and said unhurriedly, "Then thank you Xiaoyu."

Qiao Yu's eyes turned red all of a sudden.He didn't regret it, and he was very happy that Jing Yan liked the things he gave, but if he really gave it away, it was not his own, and he suddenly felt a little sad.It's like a child giving away his beloved toy because he likes a person. He wants to please that person, but he cannot avoid childish sadness.

But it was only a little bit sad, but just this was enough to make him cry.

Jing Yan put the towel aside, and slowly ate the bell plant that Qiao Yu gave him, and there really wasn't a single one left.These days, no matter what Qiao Yu did, he couldn't hide it from his eyes.He thought that Qiao Yu had grown up after coming to the Taiqing Palace, and knew that he had to restrain his desires and keep flowing. Only now did he realize that it was not like that, but a gift for himself.

What a beautiful and touching thought.

Qiao Yu looked at it eagerly, thinking that Jing Yan also liked it very much, even though her eyes were filled with tears, she still pushed the remaining handful to Jing Yan, "This, this is also given to you."

His voice is small and soft, gently.

Jing Yan propped his forehead and looked at Qiao Yu facing the light. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to be there, and there were emotions that no one could see through.

Qiao Yu couldn't see clearly or what it was. Ever since she gave Jing Yan the only bell plant left, she has been patronizing and sad.When he grows up to this age, what he desires the most is the desire for tongue. He suffered too much in the Taiqing Palace, and finally got something new, and he only tasted it once.

Jing Yan pushed back those bell plants, "Actually, I don't like to eat this."

Qiao Yu's heart trembled when he heard it, and he hung his head, a little frustrated, "Then if you don't like it, just, give it back to me, I like it."

I like it very much.Because I like it and because it is precious, I want to give it to the prince.

He also wanted to ask, since he didn't like it, why did he eat the ones just now?

Looking at his appearance, Jing Yan seemed to want to laugh, but held back, and said solemnly: "But those were gifts you gave me just now, and I ate them all because I didn't want to waste your heart. That is, Xiaoyu's reluctant and patient appearance is very cute, I want to see it for a while."

After Qiao Yu finished listening to the first sentence, he was a little happy at first, but when the latter sentence came to him, he froze in a daze, his pupils widened, and the wet tears on his eyelashes fell straight down. down.

What, how could there be such a bad prince?

Qiao Yu covered her eyes with her sleeve, jumped off the stone bench and walked into the house, accusing Jing Yan in a soft voice, "Prince, Your Highness, you are bad, and you don't like me at all. When I was young , Give it back to me, catch fireflies, and when they grow up, they won’t like me anymore, I give it to you, a gift, and you still have to watch it, to see how sad I am.”

Qiao Yu has a lot of pettiness, as long as he is in front of someone who loves him and spoils him, he will love to act like a baby and turn over old scores, asking others to love him more and know his grievances.

He is extremely wronged now.

Jing Yan chased after her, and pushed aside Qiao Yu's sleeves to prevent dirt from falling into her eyes.

Qiao Yu was so angry that she didn't look at Jingyan, her eyes were red and the color was thicker than a newly bloomed apricot blossom.

Jing Yan had a headache, and wiped Qiao Yu's tears with the back of his hand. It would definitely not work to tell him not to cry with words alone.Fireflies live in places with water, Jing Yan couldn't help him catch a cage of fireflies anymore, so he had to think of other ways.And Qiao Yu was crying so much that she was almost out of breath, sobbing and burying herself on Jing Yan's shoulder, making a fuss, not letting him see, Jing Yan rarely sighed.

The moment he saw the bell grass, he knew what Qiao Yu had been doing secretly all these days. After all, he couldn't bear it and teased the little crying bag, and now this appearance is his own fault.It was the same in the past, Jing Yan didn't see Qiao Yu crying and wiping her tears, and thought it was very interesting, she usually restrained herself, but now she couldn't hold back, teasing her hard.

The white candle was half burnt, and the candle's tears dripped on the stone table, the flame was flickering and flickering, not very bright.

Jing Yan stood up and hugged Qiao Yu without much effort. It was different from before, he could clearly feel the ribs under Qiao Yu's clothes.

Qiao Yu has lost a lot of weight recently.This is also a matter of course. He has been pampered since he was a child. It is so hot now, there is neither an ice basin nor fruits, he can't eat, and he can't sleep well. How can he not lose weight?

Jing Yan walked towards the west, comforting Qiao Yu softly as he walked, "Actually, I also have a gift for Xiaoyu."

Qiao Yu was crying so much that he could speak intermittently, "You must have lied to me again, fooled me, and wanted me not to cry."

Jing Yan stroked the back of Qiao Yuyuan's head with his hand, stretched out his foot and kicked open a door, walked a few steps inside, squatted down, with a small crying bag in his arms, and covered the back of his head with one hand, To prevent Qiao Yu from bumping his head when he moved restlessly, he rummaged through the things he found in the Taiqing Palace a while ago.

Qiao Yu wiped her tears with Jing Yan's clothes, but couldn't help but secretly tilted her body and looked over there.

He saw Jing Yan take out a round object, which was so dark that he couldn't see its shape clearly. He blew on the torch again, inserted it into it and lit the kerosene, and then lifted the layer of tulle covering it. The surroundings suddenly lit up, a brilliant brilliance, and the whole room lit up.

It was a glass lamp.Surrounded by paintings made of mottled stained glass, it seems to be a woman with long blond hair, green eyes, bright red lips, and snow-white skin, which is very different from the Central Plains people in the Great Zhou Dynasty.Qiao Yu was timid, at first glance he almost thought it was a monster.But the glass lamp was so beautiful, Qiao Yu couldn't hold back the temptation, looked over it eagerly, reached out to ask for it, and even forgot to cry.

Jing Yan put him down, sent the glass lamp over, and said, "This is the glass lamp you've been thinking about, do you like it? It was packed up a few days ago, and the lamp oil that Dian sent to the department was not much. I put it away." Some went in, and I was planning to give it to you, but let me apologize to you now, okay?"

This is a rare thing that was passed down from the West more than 100 years ago. Because the customs dock was closed in Dazhou long ago, and the glass is fragile, there are not many left now, not even in the original East Palace.Only a few glass objects were placed in the Yuande Emperor's Palace, Qiao Yu couldn't see them, and only heard the little eunuch who accompanied the prince describe how beautiful and rare they were, and she was curious for a long time.And this one was left by the prince and grandson who were imprisoned here a long time ago. When Jing Yan found it, it was almost covered with dust, and because of this, no one else found it.

Qiao Yu liked it so much, he was hiccupping a little, and carefully touched the transparent and cold glass lamp wall, as well as the paintings on it, and asked, "Why did you lock the customs dock? Such a beautiful and novel thing, no Can't you see it?"

Jing Yan replied casually, "Because they are afraid."

Qiao Yu couldn't understand, and didn't want to understand, he had something rare and he liked, and it was given to him by the crown prince, and the grievance just now disappeared without a trace.

But just after stepping over the threshold, when Qiao Yu was carefully going down the steps, Jing Yan grabbed him by the back of the neck like a chicken, pulled him to a place not far from the stone pavilion, pushed aside the weeds in front of him, and there were long grass growing inside. There was a full piece of bell grass, which was more than ten times what Qiao Yu gave Jing Yan today.Because it was right next to Shiting, Qiao Yu had never looked for it here.

"At the beginning, I wanted to hide it from you and not let you eat more." Jing Yan watched as Qiao Yu immediately broke free from his hand, holding the lamp, and ran over there humming, "But now it's a delivery It's a gift for Xiaoyu."

Qiao Yu turned her face back, and vaguely understood in her heart that it was precisely because there was still such a place that His Royal Highness teased her like that and ate the bell plant she gave him.He smiled so sweetly that even the small pear dimple seemed to be filled with sugar water, and he nodded vigorously.

Jing Yan also laughed, how different is Qiao Yu from him?How different is he to Qiao Yu?

He wants to know.

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Xiaoyu is gradually melting the prince's heart, isn't this chapter sweet?sweet!