On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

Yu Zijin went there excitedly, and came back yawning and lying on Xuanbei's back.

Half asleep and half awake after taking a hot bath, Yu Zijin felt more sleepy, groped to the side of the bed and lay down on it.Rolling up the quilt and rolling it twice, the tip of the nose smelled the hot sun-like breath, curled up comfortably and was about to sleep.

However, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and another thick and strong body took the opportunity to enter.

Yu Zijin looked like a little piggy, white and tender, with his eyelids covered, he turned over and walked to the edge of Xuanbei.He also grabbed Xuanbei's arm and put it under his neck, pressing it up confidently.

A set of movements is as smooth as flowing water, but it is not a boldness that can be developed in a day or two.

"Have you put my lantern away?" He asked in a soft voice, the end of which seemed to stick in his throat, soft and greasy.

Without waiting for Xuanbei to answer, he said to himself again: "The tiger will be left to Dora Zhuomala, she always likes the white tiger. There is another one for Xiao Jinzi..."

"Good people tell you to do everything."

Xuanbei pinched him, "Why don't you miss me once? Huh? Could it be that there is nothing for me?"

Yu Zijin struggled to prop up one eyelid to see Xuanbei's translucent black eyes, and then put it on with a smile, and replied coquettishly: "There are many gifts for you. I gave you a flower and some fruits. , and stones..."

He shook his fingers seriously.

"The gifts are all weird things." Xuan Bei lightly bumped his little head, and laughed a little more in his voice.

Yu Zijin hummed twice dissatisfied, muttering to herself that those were all good treasures.

There was another moment of silence.

The calls of wild dogs and cats could be faintly heard outside the house, vaguely mixed with the chirping of summer cicadas.There seemed to be voices, men and women, talking and laughing.It was full of smoke.

Yu Zijin was wondering why this noise was more comfortable than the total silence in the palace.

I just heard Xuan Bei ask: "If you have to make Yingzhen the queen, what should you do?"

Infant.baby imperial concubine.

Yu Zijin had an epiphany: no wonder Xuanbei was willing to put aside his government affairs and take him out to have fun, and pampered him in every possible way, allowing him to lose his temper and play tricks.It turns out there is a reason.

"What is the use of a queen?" he asked.

Xuanbei didn't lie to him, nor did he lie to him, he just replied: "She is the king's official wife, and also the master of the harem, and her mother respects the world."

What is Mother Yi Tianxia?

Yu Zijin seemed to understand, but asked in a daze: "She is the queen, are you going to find her? Do you want to sleep with her?"

"No." Xuanbei withdrew his hands, hugging Yu Zijin half against him.

"Hmm..." Yu Zijin yawned again, "Then let her be the queen."

What Yingzhen seeks is never fame, nor the position of head of the harem, nor the air of being a mother in the world.Since it's not what she really wants, and Xuanbei is so far away from her, the so-called title of queen is just another kind of pain to her.

She may or may not understand, but sooner or later she will.

Yu Zijin didn't care about it, he always knew Xuanbei's thoughts.

If it hadn't been necessary, Xuanbei would not have promoted Yingzhen's position.Since it must be so, Xuanbei must also feel uncomfortable in his heart, no matter how angry he is, he will make both of them unhappy for no reason.

Yu Zijin doesn't do thankless things.

He believed that after falling into the water, Xuanbei's good spirit would rather offend the world.I also believe that he is the best Yu Zijin in the world. With him, no one else can overshadow him, so don't try to snatch his Xuanbei.

As for Yingzhen, he had to find a way to get back a fair share.

"I'm not angry with you." Yu Zijin said, "As long as you don't go to her."

He was crazy and sleepy, and every word was lazy.

"Okay." Xuanbei replied.

"Then I'm asleep? I'm sleepy."

"it is good."

Yu Zijin fell into a drowsy sleep, not knowing that Xuanbei was thinking, and he didn't close his eyes until the middle of the night and fell asleep.

With eyes closed and eyes opened, the second day with good luck arrived as scheduled.

Yu Zijin was lazy, slept until the sun was up, and was moved in a daze.

When he slowly woke up, he was pushed to sit on a red lacquered stool, facing a yellow-orange copper mirror, and a large row of various complicated ornaments was placed in front of him.

——Where is this?

Someone wiped his face quickly and carefully with a soft white cloth.

Several women were busy behind them, coming in and out, playing with layers of red clothes.

"Who are you?" Yu Zijin was confused, pouted and asked, "Where is this?"

He thought about how it was a big mistake for Xuanbei to leave him in a strange place in his sleep so casually.

Women in their forties are dressed up festively, with raised eyebrows, they take a wooden comb and slide it from the roots to the ends of their hair, saying loudly, "Click to the end."

Yu Zijin blinked, "What are you doing?"

"Two combs to the end." The woman said again, but did not answer Yu Zijin.

Someone behind him handed over a long strip of red cloth, embroidered with mandarin ducks in gold thread, lifelike.

"Oh, dear mother-in-law, you can move faster, another son is already waiting outside the door!" A head poked out from the door, urging in a twisted voice, and shook the handkerchief.

The woman standing behind Yu Zijin smiled slightly, with a calm and sincere tone, "Three combs until the white hair and eyebrows are aligned."

Yu Zijin just opened his eyes and stared at them curiously, but he didn't make a fuss.

Followed by three or two women, surrounded him, five or six hands were dexterous as if they had eyes, green and white fingers moved back and forth, layer after layer of rich and noble clothes were neatly put on him.

Yu Zijin shook her arms, her wide cuffs fluttered back and forth, and the flowers around the yellow crochet were gorgeous and dazzing, as if flowing with light.The robe is tied with jasper and red tassels, gorgeous and delicate.

He grabbed the cloth strips hanging down from Wan's hair and stretched his neck to look at Yu Zijin reflected in the mirror.

The person in the mirror is beaming.Her eyebrows are as enchanting as fire, and her skin is fairer than snow.

"Are you alright?" a voice urged from outside.

"Okay, okay." The voice in the response was like a dance, lively and lively.

Yu Zijin was surrounded by people again, his eyes flicked across the bundles of precious cloth carefully arranged, and the exquisitely crafted costumes, and only then did he have a vague guess.This is a place where cloth and clothes are sold.

——So I came to buy new clothes.

Yu Zijin felt relieved.

He went through three or five doors in a row, and felt that his coat with wide sleeves was long and he always had to step on it when he walked, as if his feet were bound.Erjue somehow these never-masked sisters were smiling, as if something big was about to happen.

He drilled out of the last door, raised his eyes and saw Xuanbei, and let out a sigh.

Xuanbei lacks red.Now in fresh clothes, he is sitting on horseback in a haughty manner.A resolute and calm face is bright and majestic, proudly driving away the hostility that has occupied the ground all year round.Years are like knives, which have cut away his softness and gentleness, so that he has become cold and sharp.

Now probably, fortune also knows that he is being treated too lightly, so he is a little bit energetic when he puts it together, and he seems to be a little bit high-spirited.

Yu Zijin forgot to bluff and show off.

He came up quickly and looked up at Xuanbei, "You are also in new clothes. You are also in red. What are you doing to learn from me?"

Xuanbei only stretched out one hand downwards, his eyes burning.

It was dusk after this toss, and people came and went at the entrance of the street, and they sent a glance or two to join in the fun.

Yu Zijin also stretched out his hand, but it stopped in mid-air.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked with a smile.

Xuanbei frowned, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Life and death are at the end of the world, are you going or not?"

Yu Zijin wrinkled his face and thought hard, finally answered: "I don't know the way. You have to take me with you all the time before I go."

He spoke reluctantly, with playful cunning in his eyes, and held Xuanbei's hand.

Xuanbei pulled his hand and made Yu Zijin sit in front of him firmly.

He tugged on the reins.The jet-black horse raised its legs high, raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, and immediately started running, leaving the passers-by behind.

Yu Zijin likes big horses, and knows that this is Xuanbei's royal BMW.

He touched the temples of the horse and greeted it happily, "Dark horse, dark horse, do you remember me?"

The horse ran on its own, its nostrils wheezing and wheezing.

Ma ignored Yu Zijin, Yu Zijin took a step back, and turned to talk to Xuanbei.

"Are you going back to the palace?" He realized that the road was not heading for Aleolai's bamboo house.

"It's almost there." Xuanbei answered concisely.

It wasn't until twisting and turning into a forest that the horse gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at the sound of Xuanbei's stop, and even shook the horse's hooves.

Yu Zijin turned over and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

"Your parents are buried here."

Xuanbei Road, while tying the horse rope to a nearby tree.

Yu Zijin hesitated and asked, "Are they all here?"

Kou Dan, Qi Qige, Yu Lingguang, are they all here?

"It's all there."

So Yu Zijin squatted down, stared at the brown fertile soil for a while, then touched it with his fingers, and said with a bit of regret: "I don't remember what they are like at all. What are we doing here? "

"Yu Zijin, do you know what marriage is?"

These words hit my ears like a muffled thunder.

Known.

Yu Zijin somehow knew the meaning of getting married.

He was full of energy, and his eyes suddenly brightened, as if transitioning from night to day, it was astonishingly bright.He knew about getting married, and so far he had a vague understanding of the meaning of the clothes on his body.

But he just wanted to pretend not to know, and shook his head pretendingly.

Xuanbei didn't know if he could see through his little bad intentions,

Must have seen through.

The rather solemn complexion immediately softened, softening silently.If you look carefully, you can still see a small smile on the corner of his mouth, which can't be held back and leaked out.

But Xuanbei was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about how to answer.

"Being married to you is—"

"It's from now on with you all the way to Baitou."

He did not raise his voice, and fell heavily from the sky.

Yu Zijin lowered his head and smiled furtively, picked up a stone to stir the soil, and said innocently, "It will take a long time."

He suspected that he was simply seriously ill.Otherwise, why would you always want to laugh for no reason these two days?

Xuanbei's words are always sweet, sweeter than sugar, slipping from the ear to the heart, causing a shiver.

I also feel that Xuanbei's slightly jerky and indifferent attitude is also interesting.

"It's been a long time." Xuanbei grabbed Yu Zijin by the collar and pulled him up, staring at him and slowly asked: "Marry me. Good or bad, right or wrong, whatever is mine, I will give it to you. What if you don't want to?"

Even these eyes, this heart, and boundless affectionate power are all given to you.What if you don't want it?

From now on, we will live and sleep together, and die at the same acupuncture point.Joy is shared, pain is divided equally, are you willing or not?

Yu Zijin couldn't bear Xuanbei's serious and affectionate expression, as if he was about to be sucked away.

He hastily stretched out his hands to cover his face, covering his closed mouth, only showing a pair of cat-like pupils.

His eyebrows fluttered, and he couldn't help but want to hide in front of the hot gaze, for fear of accidentally being burned.

Xuanbei waited stubbornly for Yu Zijin to speak.

Yu Zijin has always been heartless and shameless.

What kind of nasty things he didn't say?It's easy to talk about coaxing and hugging, and going a step further, asking for relatives is also common.It just so happened that at this time, he hesitated, his mind was blank for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

He thought for a long time before spit out a wisecrack.

"Then you are mine?"

As soon as he uttered a word, unfamiliar embarrassment surged in multiples, making his hands and feet feel awkward.

Xuanbei pulled him back, his knees suddenly bent, and he knelt down without slowing down for a moment.

It is a rare sight for an emperor to kneel down.

Yu Zijin was dumbfounded.

"I don't believe in heaven and earth, I don't know where my mother is buried, and I don't know if my biological father is alive." Xuanbei bowed his head, as if looking through a long time to gaze at the three people buried under the soil, and said: "Today, there is no one worship to heaven and earth, but the second one is to pay respects." It's your parents."

—— Xuanbei is too powerful and cunning.

While his heart was warm and soft, Yu Zijin thought: Xuanbei is really good at dealing with people.

He always thought it was him who was clever and secretly killed Xuanbei.Unexpectedly, everything should be connected with each other, and Xuanbei had already secretly caught him in the dark, even with his heart.

He, Yu Zijin, was probably a turtle that got into a urn, and he was proud of it for nothing.

Yu Zijin then knelt down with a plop, her shoulder touching Xuanbei's.

This is the real answer.

I want all of your cruelty and weakness.

Both good and bad.

Xuanbei moved his legs and faced Yu Zijin.

Yu Zijin rubbed his stiffly smiling face, and his hand was burned again, showing a surprised expression, as if he was also frightened.

A short smile escaped Xuanbei's lips.

The two suddenly separated, and when they met each other's eyes, there was an inexplicable embarrassment in their hearts.But it's inseparable and inseparable, and you can't take your eyes off it.

Three obeisances, you are the wife that Ming Media is marrying.

Xuanbei remained motionless, as if giving Yu Zijin a choice.

In the depths, there is actually an undeniable overbearing.If Yu Zijin really dared to live up to his good intentions, he would inevitably end up in a miserable end.

But how could Yu Zijin refuse?

He blinked, but instead said, "What are you looking at me for?"

see what i do?

Bye.

When I really bowed down, the world became silent, and all things in the world concentrated on seeing these two strange men living in the wilderness, living under the sky, kneeling on the soil, making muffled noises when they touched their foreheads.

Yu Zijin didn't know about the emotional entanglements of the previous generation, but she also guessed that the three of them must be struggling in love and failed to find a happy ending.I couldn't help thinking: I don't know if he and Xuanbei are married here, can they comfort them a little bit?

Li Cheng got up and set off on his way back. The twilight was dark and the horses were moving slowly.

When he arrived at Aleolai's residence, the gray-haired old man was standing in front of the house, twirling his beard with an air of transcendence.The bamboo house behind him was newly decorated, with red happy words pasted all over it.

Yu Zijin finally understood why today was a good day.

"It's like coming home," he whispered.Telling Xuanbei in nonsensical words that this scene touched his mind, and he felt as if a prodigal son who had been living abroad for many years returned home.

"I have been counted as your relative." Xuanbei replied: "With me and you, everywhere is home."

Family.

Everywhere is home, so nice.

Yu Zijin raised his hand and waved at Aleolai, shouting, "I'm back. I'm so hungry~"

On the side of Aleolai, revealing the old wooden table inside, there are sumptuous delicacies and a jug of fine wine.There are only three chairs and stools around.

Yu Zijin giggled.

Satisfied.

The author has something to say:

Happy to see the rhythm of the finale

Ran Goose

I'm going back to the palace