The happy life of the devil and the devil

Since that day, the eleventh prince, Yuen Long, has lived in Jinshentang.Although Yuan Shao also ordered the head of the inner court to choose another female official in charge of the Jiaming Palace where Xiaoshi lived, but one reason was that he couldn't spare time to look at it, and the other reason was that Ling Yucheng was so happy that the little apprentice lived under his eyelids. Underneath, I didn't even open my mouth to urge.The Jiaming Palace, where there is no master to live in and no one in charge, has become empty and lonely.

Xiao Shiyi lived like a fish in water in Jinshen Hall.Although the residence is not as good as Jiaming Palace, he is familiar with the people who go up and down, and he can stuff whatever he wants to eat and drink when he gets it at hand, and even the floor tiles in the yard have a reassuring atmosphere .What made him happiest was that Ling Yucheng was afraid that he would move suddenly, so he didn't even go back to Yuan Shao's dormitory, and temporarily lived in Jinshen hall to accompany him.Although he doesn't live in the same room, he knows that Master and himself are under the same roof, and he can hear him when he shouts. The little guy feels that every breath of air is sweet.

In the lonely palace, the heavy doors are locked.Although the Jinshen Hall was in the previous dynasty, when the palace is closed and the key is released at night, it is even more quiet than the Jiaming Hall where Yuen Long usually lives.It is related to the important affairs of the military aircraft, and there are few people passing by during the day. At night, except for the two guards standing outside the palace wall, even the patrolling guards turned back after leaving a long distance.

Yuen Long turned over on the bed, held his breath and pricked up his ears.After listening to it for a long time, only the cold wind in early winter beat against the paper window and hissed, and the sound filled the ears. I couldn't hear the sound of the palace people talking in a low voice and walking quietly on tiptoe under the window. There is no beautiful figure reflected on the window paper.The big tree in the courtyard has lost all its leaves and was blown by the cold wind. The thin shadows of the branches are cast on the window paper, and the branches sway back and forth. In the night, they are like claws grabbed by ghosts.

The courtyard, which is used to running around in the daytime, doesn’t feel like it’s too big, but at the moment it’s so big and boundless in the darkness, only a little light on his bedside table reveals a faint light, making the beautifully stacked bed curtains more and more like a speck in the raging sea Ye Guzhou may go bankrupt at any time.For some reason, the little guy suddenly became flustered, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, regardless of the coldness of his bare feet on the brick floor, opened the door and ran to the opposite side.

In terms of regulations, Jinshen Hall is far inferior to Jiaming Hall. The former is just a side palace, and there are only three main halls.As Xiao Shiyi is the prince and Ling Yucheng's only disciple, Ling Yucheng naturally tries not to wrong him in terms of food and lodging.The east room of the main hall is for Ling Yucheng's own use, and the west room has been renovated. The original Duobao Pavilion was demolished and the walls were rebuilt to make two rooms, one bright and one dark.The open room is for the little ones to read and write, and a canopy bed and various household furnishings are placed in the dark room.

As soon as Yuen Long pounced on the east door, a familiar voice rang out inside: "Lang'er?"

"Master!"

The little guy pushed open the wooden door, and immediately ran in following the sound.Walking around a row of bookshelves piercing the sky, and on the camp bed against the wall, Ling Yucheng half stood up, his concerned eyes swept up and down, and then fell on the bare soles of the young disciples.Xiao Shiyi didn't have any self-consciousness, and happily called "Master", and spontaneously lifted the quilt and got in, rubbing against Ling Yucheng's arms, before lying down with a satisfied sigh.

Even if Ling Yucheng wanted to say hello to him, he could only hug his little body with no heating in his arms, and wrap the little guy tightly in the quilt that was blown up from all sides.Stretching out his hand to touch it, he held a cold little foot, secretly exerting his inner strength, and the heat from his palm came out.The little guy giggled immediately, wriggling like a caterpillar in his arms:

"Master, itchy~~~"

The child's soft voice was like a soft feather scratching his heart. Ling Yucheng knew that he should wrap him tightly so that his wife could lie flat so as not to catch a cold, but he couldn't help but smile, and hugged him, letting the child hold his breath. He tossed and turned upside down in the bed, and even gently scratched the soles of his feet with his fingertips.

The little guy twisted more and more cheerfully, the more he twisted, the more Ling Yucheng retreated, the camp bed was so narrow that only one person could sleep alone, and when he retreated, his entire back was pressed against the wall, with one arm still holding the child in his arms, Let his little cheek rest in his arms.The space behind the bookshelf is dark and narrow. In the silence, only the soft fragrance of the child's body can be heard faintly.

"What's the matter?" Unknowingly, Ling Yucheng's voice softened, "In the middle of the night, you ran here without your shoes on?"

"Master, I miss you..." The little guy turned over and buried his cheek in Ling Yucheng's shoulder, his slightly vague voice was soft, with a little bit of grievance, "The next door is so cold and dark. No one...you used to sleep with Lang'er..."

It was different from the restraint and restraint when he first came in front of him, and also different from the obedient and forbearance when he was ill. The little guy rubbing back and forth in his arms seemed to have left all the rules behind him, and his actions became more and more bold.Normally, Ling Yucheng would have scolded him, no matter how bad he was, he would hold the child tightly in his arms and not allow him to move around, but at this time, he only pressed the corners tightly around him, and let the child hold him in his arms. There was an uproar.

It is said that children instinctively look at people's faces, knowing that you will punish him, he will not feel sorry for him, he will naturally shrink back; even if you are stern on the face and caring in the heart, he will push his nose to face, but he will toss hard Come out with tricks. ——This is what an old sergeant in the army said. That guy who was over thirty years old and had a hunchback, even though he talked about his son as a "little bastard", he had an undisguised proud smile on his face.

He used to think that in his whole life, he would never have another chance to be loved and relied on by a child wholeheartedly.Who knows...

The one who got under the quilt was one of Yuan Shao's four surviving children. If the Supreme wanted, there could be more children at any time.However, this little soft one who will get close to him and act like a baby to him is his only disciple now and in the long years to come.

——However, as a master, after all, he can't treat you wholeheartedly.When you were wronged like that, if the subordinates didn't react in time, you might even lose your life. At the same time, the master refused to pursue it to the end. Instead, he chose to stand by and watch wisely to protect himself.

After all, it was a child, after being tired in Ling Yucheng's arms for a while, Xiao Shiyi's eyelids drooped, and his speech gradually became sluggish.Rubbing his cheek against Ling Yucheng's shoulder, his voice has already lowered, mumbled, barely audible and softly muttering:

"Master, this is the first time you sleep with Lang'er in your arms...Lang'er is so happy..."

Ling Yucheng's whole body shuddered.

He had never slept side by side on the same bed with this child, even though Xiaoshi suffered from smallpox the most. Lie down on the bed and take a nap.I thought that the child was young and would not pay attention to these details, but who knew that although the child didn't understand it, he remembered every bit of it in his heart...

He got up suddenly, wrapped Yuen Long up and down tightly with a thin quilt, hugged him in his arms, and went to the west bedroom.Tucking the child into the quilt, and tucking him in as gently as possible, Ling Yucheng sat on the edge of the bed regardless that he was still wearing unlined clothing, and gently rubbed his soft hair:

"Go to sleep."

"Master?"

"Go to sleep. Don't be afraid, Master will wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

The tone was soft but firm, Xiao Shiyi was full of reluctance, but he didn't dare to pester her anymore, and obediently closed her eyes.Ling Yucheng lowered his eyes silently to keep out the cold, and heard the little apprentice's breathing gradually became thinner. He had obviously fallen asleep, and sat for a long time without saying a word.

It's not that I don't want to be close, it's not that I don't enjoy the company of my children, but...

If it affects your future reputation because of me, how can I...

I'm sorry for you.

After a few days like this, Yuan Shao came to Jinshen Hall uninvited.Looking left and right, I feel that it is too cramped and narrow to be the queen's office and the little prince's residence.In the Jiaming Palace, the little prince who monopolizes the boss’s courtyard, five main halls, five back halls, and seven or eight side hall rooms, has only one small room here. However, even if he wants to, Ling Yucheng will not There might be more space left for him.

In addition to the main hall, there are two wing rooms on the left and right of the Jinshen hall, one of which is full of books and materials and various sand tables, and there is no place to set foot.Then there are two inverted rooms that are extremely hot in summer and cold and damp in winter, which are only for the guards to take a break during the day when they are on duty, and they are absolutely unoccupied at night.The enclosure behind the main hall was used as a kitchen. It was almost noon, and in the enclosure behind the main hall, the Huotoujun was cooking a large pot and stove for lunch. There was a sound of oil sizzling, and he could hear it even if he was in the front yard. Be clear.

Stepping into the room again, the brocade tent on the bed was moved from the Jiaming Palace, but without the maid in the palace burning spices to warm it up every day, I always feel that something is missing.However, it is much better than the one used by Ling Yucheng. Seeing the clean, even whitish muslin quilt cover, it is clearly the military standard, and I think it was directly moved from the military mansion. .

The Four Treasures of the Study on the desk under the window are elegant, but the candles on the candlesticks are just ordinary white candles, and there is no incense burner in the room, let alone the smell of incense.It is hard to describe all the other rudiments, the most important thing is——

"Just such a small space? What about the people who serve Lang'er?"

"He has hands and feet, does he still need someone to help him dress and eat?" Ling Yucheng said indifferently, "As for the rest, someone will wash the clothes after changing them, and someone will take care of the horses and weapons. If there are things that are used in daily life, don't they?" Won't the government send it?"

"I can't do that." Yuan Shao frowned, pulling his youngest son who was snuggling beside Ling Yucheng with one hand. "I will choose a female official in charge of the palace for you. You should go back to the Jiaming Palace. How can this be a place where the prince can live--" Unexpectedly, Xiao Shi shrank, although he didn't pull back his hand to prevent him from pulling, but Leaning closer to Ling Yucheng.

"how?"

"Reporting to my father, my son lives here very well."

"Just here?" Yuan Shao frowned and turned around again, still shaking his head.The little guy boldly said: "Father, my son doesn't need to be served by others, and the master will also accompany me..."

Will your master still be with you for the rest of your life?Yuan Shao shook his head greatly:

"There are no fire walls, only a kang. It's good that it's not cold yet. When it's freezing, how can you bear it? - Besides, you are a prince, and you are born to be precious, How many people up and down are holding and serving. Shrunk down in such a small place, do everything by yourself, and move your body to support your body. If you develop a small family spirit, won't it delay you?"

When he said this, not only Xiao Shiyi pursed his lips and remained silent, but even Ling Yucheng couldn't speak well.Yuan Shao glanced back, and saw Xuanjiawei's officers and men standing neatly in the corridor of the courtyard, the closest one was ten steps away from the door, he sighed softly, sat at the table, stretched out his hand to hold the small The son took it over:

"Okay." He casually patted the child's immature back, but raised his head and looked at Ling Yucheng who was three steps away: "I know you are worried about this child. ——I will tell Yu Ji later En brought everyone here, the lady in charge of the Jiaming Palace, you and I will pick and choose. Don't worry, Lang'er is also my son!"

In a blink of an eye, he saw something flicker between Ling Yucheng's eyebrows, but before he could see clearly, Ling Yucheng lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and responded solemnly:

"The minister obeys the order."

That night, seven or eight new female officials in charge of the Jiaming Palace were selected, and they were only waiting for Yuan Shao to make the final decision.Yuan Shao originally thought that if this happened, the little guy would be sent back to the inner palace, but Ling Yucheng kept the child in the Jinshen Hall for another night.The next day was Xiu Mu, Ling Yucheng told him, took his disciples and eight little companions to study, got up and went to the military camp outside the city, and promised to stay one night before returning.

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