many worries

Do you have any flowers?

When Qiao Yu rushed all the way back, she was very anxious, and wanted to tell Jing Yan about Concubine Feng Gui, but he was timid and cowardly, and he was scared when he heard it, and he just wanted to go back to Xianlin Palace, under the protection of his prince.But when Jing Yan asked him, Qiao Yu almost forgot all about it, and just raised his head and said, "Where are there any flowers? The plum blossoms haven't bloomed yet. I'm going to see the loquat tree I planted back then."

His hands were very cold. Although he wore a lot of clothes, he couldn't resist the severe winter snow. His fingers couldn't help shrinking into Jing Yan's warm palm, but before he could do anything, he heard Jing Yan coughing, and he was cautious Take it out, no matter how warm that place is, I don't want to touch it.

Jing Yan didn't let him run away, and put them all into his palm, and asked, "Did you see that?"

Qiao Yu was still struggling, but saw Jing Yan's lips opening and closing, and said something silently.

He said: "Little fool, have you forgotten that I am pretending to be sick?"

Qiao Yu had indeed forgotten, and muttered in a low voice, "Who is the little fool?" Thinking of Jing Yan's question again, she seemed a little regretful, after all, she planted it with her own hands, "I don't know what they look like, Will it bear fruit this year? However, will it be impossible to see it in the future?"

This is Qiao Yu's unique innocence. He had been disappointed for six years, but he was still full of hope in the seventh year. If he could get the result he wanted, most others would have been disappointed long ago.

Hearing this, Jing Yan shook the snow on Qiao Yu's hood, leaned over, got very close, breathed all over Qiao Yu's cheek, pressed against his earlobe and said, "What you can see in the future, loquat is also One day it will bear fruit, and it will be picked for you to eat."

These words are really outrageous. The Taiqing Palace has a rule from ancient times, and it cannot be opened in normal times.Unless he wants to ascend to the throne in the future and change the ancestral precepts left by his ancestors, so he has to stick it so close that no one can hear him, so he can only tell Qiao Yu quietly like this.

Qiao Yu understood, his whole hand was in Jing Yan's palm, and the heat poured into his body from there, from his heart to his cheeks.

He gave a soft "huh" and looked outside a lot, for fear of being discovered, he nodded cautiously, with an expression like a vigilant deer.

Jing Yan smiled, and led Qiao Yu into the door, while Jin Fu stayed outside, she seemed to want to say something, but finally sighed and swallowed the words back.

The little eunuch at the side whispered softly: "Sister Jinfu, Your Highness brought some back, do you want to send them in?"

Jinfu nodded, "Go and see if it's still warm, if it's cold, warm it up before sending it in."

Back in the bedroom, the earth dragon in the room was burning extremely hot, the snow piled on Qiao Yu's body almost melted as soon as he entered, dripping drops of water fell to the ground, Jing Yan stood in front of Qiao Yu, more beautiful than him. He was half tall, bent over slightly, and helped him unbutton the complicated cloak.Qiao Yu has always been clumsy. Apart from being able to draw well, her handwriting is not very good, let alone other things. When she was a child, she took a needle and thread, and Jing Yan was worried that he would poke her hands immobile first.

Qiao Yu just stood there obediently, tilting his head, looking up at Jing Yan in front of him, his eyes were wet, reflecting the dim light, he was very obedient this way, no one could imagine how much he usually has. Noisy.

Jing Yan hung the half-wet cloak on the yellow pear wood shelf, wiped Qiao Yu's icy cheeks with a hot towel, and asked, "Aside from watching loquats, what else did you do? After playing outside for so long, you don't want to go home gone."

Qiao Yu's originally pale face turned red now, and he retorted: "No way! But there is one thing, I was scared when I heard it, but I am not afraid when I see His Highness when I come back."

He paused at this point, although he was no longer afraid, but his voice was still a little lower, a little frustrated, "Concubine Feng Gui found me. I didn't like her since I was a child, and she is so bad. This time I don't know what to do do what."

Jing Yan lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly, "There is no need to be afraid, I already knew it, and it was because you were timid that I didn't tell you."

Qiao Yu's eyes widened, full of surprise, and he asked anxiously, "Why don't you tell me? Forget it, don't tell me if you don't tell me. I'd be worried if I found out."

Originally this matter weighed heavily on his heart, although he completely believed in Jing Yan, he couldn't help worrying, fearing that Concubine Feng Gui would use herself against the Crown Prince again.But now there is no need to be afraid, because his Ah Ci knew about it a long time ago, and he must have planned a strategy, so he didn't need to let himself know.

Until now, Qiao Yu was completely at ease.

Jing Yan hugged Qiao Yu and put his chin against his forehead, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu used to protect me, now it's my turn to protect Xiaoyu, right?"

Qiao Yu remembered that he had withstood the torture of being blessed, and nodded proudly, "Yes, I have protected His Highness for many, many years!"

But he won't tell this matter. Although Qiao Yu likes to show off, he will definitely keep this secret.If it was a minor injury, he would talk it out and act like a baby, and let Jing Yan coax him, but at that time he really almost died there, and he would never come back again. The pain and suffering were imprinted in his bones .Qiao Yu has no way to guarantee that he can tell a lie that can hide Jing Yan, but if he really knows the truth, Jing Yan will definitely be sad.

Qiao Yu wanted his Ah Ci to coax and pamper her more, but he was really sad, so he couldn't bear it.

How can you give up?

The dim sum outside just happened to be hot, Jin Fu opened the door and brought it in, gave a blessing, put the things on the small table next to the other person, and went out.

Jing Yan lifted the lid casually, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, "There is a special small kitchen over there in the Daming Hall, and the best cooks were selected from the Imperial Dining Room. It tastes very good. I just made new winter snacks today and brought them back. I'll give you a taste."

Qiao Yu was held at the waist by Jing Yan, and stretched her upper body to reach for the snacks.He only wore a thin shirt, his back was very thin, and his ribs were well-shaped, the kind that could be called a beauty at a glance, even just a bone or a small piece of flesh.

Jing Yan slightly looked away.

Qiao Yu tasted the snacks and chatted with Jing Yan.He knew that Jing Yan knew everything about him very well, but in fact Jing Yan would never hide anything from him.He has been obsessed with Jingyan since he was a child, and he is curious about what he does, even if it is writing a word or reading some books, and he will ask him when he has time.As for Feng Nannan's matter, Jing Yan didn't ask any further, Qiao Yu and him both knew it well, and they could guess that it was from Xin Xin.

Because of the need for dinner, Jing Yan really only asked Qiao Yu to taste it, and didn't eat an extra piece. Finally, after talking about Jing Yan's one-day itinerary, Qiao Yu had nothing to say, so he moaned and groped. With a slightly bulging stomach, his eyes are still fixed on the pile of snacks.

Jing Yan just thought it was funny, he rubbed Qiao Yu's belly, and wanted to distract the little greedy cat under him, so he told him another thing, which should have been said as soon as he came back, but because Feng Nannan I forgot about it.

Qiao Yu was so comfortable after being rubbed, she limply lay on Jing Yan's thigh, her voice was extremely soft, "Is there anything happy about it?"

Jing Yan smiled, "Do you still remember your picture book? It was printed a few days ago and put out for sale. Today, the first batch of printed books are all sold out. Mingyuezhai has been doing it for so many years, or This is the first time I have encountered such a popular book."

Qiao Yu was still drowsy just now, but now the drowsiness is gone, she rolled on Jing Yan's knee, and turned over, "Really? It sells so well?"

Of course it is true, but it cannot be entirely attributed to Qiao Yu.Mingyuezhai's treasurer attached great importance to the picture book sent by Jing Yan himself. Before the book was released, it had already made a name for itself. Regular customers were eagerly looking forward to it, wondering what a good book it would be.In addition, the story from the Western side is very novel to the people in the capital, and they are all attracted.But the most important thing is that Qiao Yu's paintings are indeed very good. Although there is no paint, he has still figured out some western painting methods. Combining with ink and wash, the characters are all lifelike.

Qiao Yu originally had one point, but with Jing Yan it became ten points, not to mention seven or eight points this time.

He was so dazed by Jing Yan's praise, he couldn't turn his head for a long time, and it took a long time to hear Jing Yan asking him what to do with the money he earned from selling picture books.

Qiao Yu thought for a moment, then hesitated and said: "Didn't you say that there are many disaster victims in the capital this year, and they want the palace to pay for porridge and build huts, so all the money earned should be donated to them, anyway..."

Jing Yan listened to him pause for a long time, then raised his head and smiled at himself, "Anyway, I have Your Highness, and I can't spend money even if I ask for it."

Qiao Yu did this partly because he was pure in heart and really had no obsession with things outside his body. When he was a child, he often heard his grandmother say that those displaced victims are poor people. If they can be saved, they will be saved. With natural compassion.The other half just wanted to solve Jing Yan's problems, even if it was just a little bit of thought, a little bit of use would be fine.

Jing Yan was stunned, with a smile in his eyes, his eyes were extremely soft, "Well, then donate it in Mr. Yuqiao's name."

He knew that his Xiaoyu did not have the mercy of gods and Buddhas, but was extremely cute.

Because the money was earned by Qiao Yu's hard work in painting, the two also discussed how to donate and how to give out porridge, which Qiao Yu was very interested in.

After dinner, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a thick layer of snow in the yard outside. Qiao Yu faced the window lattice, looked at the snowflakes outside, tilted her head, and smiled at Jingyan, Xiao Liwo was very sweet , "Your Highness, I want to go out and build a snowman, okay?"

He said this with a very guilty conscience, and his opinions were very weak.Jing Yan has always attached great importance to his body. In previous years, he was not allowed to play in the snow in the Taiqing Palace. It was because the palace was not warm and even hot water was hard to come by. At most, he was allowed to go out to touch the temperature of the snowflakes and stay outside for a long time. Snowmen are out of the question.

The more he can't do the more he wants to do it, Qiao Yu has been thinking about it for a long time, and today he got rid of a big burden, and he feels relaxed and happy, even mentioning what he usually dare not mention today, and looking at Jing Yan eagerly.

Jing Yan half closed his eyes and asked him, "Do you really want to go?"

Qiao Yu nodded vigorously.

Jing Yan got up, and took out a bright red Firefox cloak from the cabinet. This material is warm and light, very rare, and it will be presented later this year.Because he was too attentive, he directly made clothes. Jing Yan originally wanted to change it to Qiao Yu's size, but winter was still early and there were many things to do, so he was so busy now that he had forgotten about it.

In fact, the bigger one is more warmer, it's just a waste of material, and I'm afraid that it will be inconvenient to walk, but Jing Yan is with Qiao Yu, so there is no need to be afraid of these things.

Seeing Jing Yan putting on that beautiful cloak for herself, Qiao Yu was so hot that she ran outside in a hurry.

Jing Yan followed behind, and along the way ordered the eunuchs and maids to light the lamps in the courtyard and boil hot ginger soup. After Qiao Yu finished playing, she would put it in the bathtub to soak for a while, and then pour a few bowls of ginger soup to drive away the cold.

And Qiao Yu is happy now, compared to having nothing.

But after a while, all the lamps under the eaves of the corridor were lit up, waterproof oil paper lanterns hung all over the branches, and the Xianlin Palace was brightly lit, as bright as day.

There was no one around, only Qiao Yu and Jing Yan were standing in the middle of the yard making a snowman.

Jing Yan stood in the wind and snow, holding an umbrella in his right hand. The snow was a little lighter, but it was still like a goose feather, accumulating on the oiled paper.He almost turned the entire umbrella to Qiao Yu's side, his shoulders were covered with snow, but he didn't waver at all.

He lowered his head and his eyes fell on Qiao Yu who was covered with snowballs.

The cloak didn't fit Qiao Yu's stature, and buried him inside, only a palm-sized face was exposed.Although there was Jing Yan standing in front of him, the wind and snow still soaked into Qiao Yu, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of white snow, and his eyelashes were covered with water drops, his skin was so white that he could hardly tell the difference from Bai Xue.He had a pointed chin, two locks of long hair, the rest of which was tightly covered by an overly wide hat.The color of the cloak was as warm as a burning fire, making his temples black and white almost transparent.

He was born really good-looking, this kind of good-looking was brought out in his womb, and he would definitely grow into a look, and it was also the look that fit Jing Yan's heart the most, there was nothing wrong with it, and there was nothing that wouldn't make his heart flutter.

As soon as Qiao Yu raised his head, he saw Jing Yan looking at him with a slight smile. His broad shoulders shielded him from most of the wind and snow, but his blue fingers were probably too cold to accompany him.

He was startled, looked at the snowman piled up with a small ball, raised his hand to hold Jingyan, "I don't want to play anymore, let's go back."

Jing Yan didn't move, "It's half piled up."

Qiao Yu stomped his feet, but he was in a hurry, and pulled Jing Yan back, "No, it's freezing, go back to sleep."

Both of them went back to take a bath, and Qiao Yu was given two bowls of ginger soup, and there was nothing he could do with teary begging for mercy.

After getting into bed, Qiao Yu automatically rolled into Jing Yan's arms and slept on his pillow, but it wasn't like this before, when he was in the Taiqing Palace, he still slept on his own, with two quilts.

But it's different now, because Qiao Yu couldn't even sleep peacefully, wishing to kick Jing Yan off the same bed.It turned out that in the Taiqing Palace, there was no good cotton in the quilt, so it was not warm.In order to keep warm, he had to put all the quilts and thick clothes on his body. Qiao Yu was so tightly pressed that he couldn't move, and because he only slept together in winter, Jing Yan didn't really feel his bad habits.

After returning to Xianlin Palace, everything became better. With the light and warm goose down quilt and the hot earth dragon, the situation was different.Qiao Yu was out of restraint, tossing and turning in sleep, baring her teeth and claws, wishing she could perform a martial arts show. Jing Yan was a light sleeper, and just started sleeping together. He woke her up several times, but she wasn't annoyed, she just got up to take care of it. After teasing Qiao Yu for a few words, Qiao Yu was coquettish and face-saving, so she refused to admit it, and argued with Jing Yan with tears in her eyes, saying that the prince must have corrupted his innocence. Wrap him directly in your arms.

Before falling asleep that night, Jing Yan went to bed after reading the scriptures, and saw Qiao Yu hiding in a corner alone, wrapped in a thin quilt of his own. Compared with this bed, his size was not that big, and he shrunk into a ball. It alone occupies a small half of the bed.Jing Yan thought that he was still losing his temper, and planned to take him back, but when he lifted the quilt, he found that Qiao Yu had fallen asleep in a daze. He just tied up his calf with cloth strips, tied a knot, and tied his hands. After several laps, I couldn't move much.

Probably because of being bound by something, Qiao Yu didn't sleep well, and woke up when he touched it. He wanted to rub his eyes, but found that his arm was still in Jing Yan's hand. He called out softly, and only heard The prince asked him in a low voice: "I said you didn't sleep honestly. Is that how you treat yourself?"

Instantly woke up.

Qiao Yu put on a face and said seriously, "I, it's not because of what His Highness told me yesterday, it's, it's... Anyway, I didn't make a fuss."

Jing Yan could hardly help sighing, Qiao Yu always knew how to make herself angry and how to make herself happy.

His bad habits were all brought up when he was young, but as long as it didn't affect him, Jing Yan let him go, even in order to make Qiao Yu happier, he was extra indulgent, so that Qiao Yu now refuses to admit his mistakes .

Jing Yan looked at his delicate and white wrist with two more red marks, gave a soft "hmm", threw all the cloth strips in disregard of Qiao Yu's objection, then took off his coat, and took Qiao Yu into his arms. In his arms, he said slowly: "I think it's too cold at night, and it's comfortable to hold Xiaoyu, so I made up yesterday's lie. There is no need for any cloth strips. I will circle you, which is more effective than anything else."

Qiao Yu felt embarrassed when he responded like this. He was stubborn, but it wasn't that he didn't understand anything. He lowered his head in shame, and dug deeper into Jing Yan's embrace.

Since then, Jing Yan's sleep has been much better than before without Xiaoyu, and Qiao Yu has never made any fuss again, until now.

Qiao Yu fell asleep in Jing Yan's arms. He had a dream. The dream was vague, and he couldn't remember it clearly, but his cheeks were hot, and he didn't know when it was.

late at night.

Xiao Shishi took a break from work, found the simple but tight room, and finally met someone.

He would never betray Jing Yan, but he believed that Qiao Yu would be a serious problem in his confidant, the biggest obstacle on the way of the prince's revenge and seizing the throne, and Chen Sang knew this, so he spoke convincingly in the letter he sent, saying that he was the only one in the Chen family. Even Jing Yan's uncle, he doesn't want to see his nephew degenerate and forget his mission.

It was several years ago that Xiao Shishi contacted Chen Sang, and later Chen Sang contacted another person, and the contents were all written on letter paper, and he was not qualified to check.In his impression, Chen Sang is still the good uncle who is hearty and loyal, who loves Jing Yan wholeheartedly.

But who would have thought that he had changed a long time ago, he was no longer Chen Sang, but Xia Xueqing.

Xiao Shishi hesitated for a long time, but still decided to cooperate with Shen Si, accepted his proposal, found a chance to kill Qiao Yu, and wrote a letter with his own hand.

It didn't take long for this letter to reach Chen Sang's case.

Chen Sang watched it with a smile. He didn't want Qiao Yu's life, but wanted to use him to threaten Jing Yan.However, there are too many people around Jing Yan, and the palace is his place, so it is too difficult to get it, but it will be different if there is one more Xiao Shishi. He knows the scene in the palace and Jing Yan's situation very well.

The adjutant also knew the content of the letter, and seeing Chen Sang carelessly burning the letter, he couldn't help but said, "Why bother, General, that Xin Xin is not in the palace, but is also a good friend with Qiao Yu, why don't you just let him abduct Qiao Yu?" Wouldn't it be easier to come back?"

Chen Sang smiled coldly, and the ghostly face became even more terrifying, "What do you know? Qiao Yu can't leave people around for a moment, and Xin Xin doesn't know a little bit of martial arts. How could he do it? He has more important things, how can he die on this?" No pity."

The adjutant responded nonchalantly.

In fact, only Chen Sang himself knew, not for this reason.With Xin Xin's intelligence, if he really wanted to do it, there was nothing he couldn't do, even if it was to kidnap Qiao Yu.But if Chen Sang really asked Xin to do this, it was just forcing him to die.

Chen Sang didn't want to, that's all.

After a while, when the letter paper was burnt, Chen Sang walked out of the room and looked up at the gray sky. The servants around him were still wearing short sleeves and dripping with sweat.

There is no winter in southern Xinjiang, and most of the year is hot summer.

He hardly spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, low and unpleasant, as if he was talking to himself, "I heard that it's snowing in the capital."

Xinxin is also in the snow.