There's A Beauty

Xia Qi's royal family has regulations that once the prince grows up, he must go out of the palace to build a mansion, and canonize him as a prince.Although the Ninth Prince is the youngest child, there are many concubines in the royal family, and many concubines are pregnant at the same time, so there are two people of his age, the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince, whose birthdays are only a few months apart.

You can't be knighted before opening the mansion, and you can't participate in the government without being knighted, so the seventh and eighth princes still have to go to the study every day to get some advice.As for the nine princes who have been in court since the age of 15, and who have not been crowned king but are equal to all the princes, that is a special case.

With such a violent temper and such rampant behavior, he was destined to be established as the crown prince from the day he was born, thus becoming the ruler of Xia Qiguo.How can the other princes be reconciled?Therefore, the popularity of the Ninth Prince in the palace is really not very good. The princes seem to be in harmony with him on the surface, but in fact they wish that he would die immediately.

But it's a pity that he doesn't sleep well every night and has a bad temper every day, but his body is extremely tall and strong, and his talent for practicing literature and martial arts is far beyond ordinary people.This further proves that he has an extraordinary background, and it also arouses the jealousy of all the brothers.

The seventh and eighth princes forced a smile to greet him, then sat a little further away silently.The teacher who was teaching in the class also showed nervousness and his fingers trembled slightly.This master has always disliked the noisy and unpleasant voice of his husband when he is reading. When he is in a good mood, he can barely bear it for a quarter of an hour. When he is in a bad mood, he will suddenly become angry.The hateful thing is that Emperor Zhongkang always indulged and defended, and did not teach and criticize him, which made him more unscrupulous.

It's fine if he doesn't come, sir can breathe a sigh of relief, if he does come, he must be prepared to die.

The atmosphere in the upper study room was very dignified, but the person concerned was sitting in the first seat, with his hands on his knees, his eyes slightly drooping, and his expression was very serene.At first, the husband read a few passages in a low voice, but when a quarter of an hour passed and the Ninth Prince had no tendency to throw up his sleeves and walk away, he turned up the volume a little.

Suddenly, the Ninth Prince lifted up his clothes and strode towards the door. His frowning brows showed a bit of anxiety, which shocked everyone who was already tense.

I sat for a quarter of an hour today, which is really a big improvement!And I haven't humiliated people for no reason, which is very good.The husband secretly felt relieved, but wished that the Ninth Prince would never come back after he left, but unexpectedly he stopped at the door, looking up, as if he was waiting for someone.

After a short while, two eunuchs led a young man carved in pink and jade and hurriedly approached. Before they even stepped on the steps, they saw the Ninth Prince striding down to greet him.

"Youshu, follow me in quickly." He dragged the boy up to the study, looking very urgent.

Others said that he had a bad temper and couldn't calm down for a moment. That's because he always felt that something was missing in his heart.But he knows that this missing corner has disappeared as early as 600 years ago, even if he searches hard in this world, there will be no better results.So no matter how hesitant, restless, and emptiness he felt, he could only endure it silently, and then waited for death to bring everything to an end.

But he never expected that he would be so lucky that he would inadvertently meet the one whom Zong Shengdi had been waiting for all his life but couldn't get.This is fate, but also fate.

As long as the young man appeared within sight, as long as he was willing to stay by his side, even if the Ninth Prince sat quietly for a day and a night, he would not feel bored, what's more, it would be a great enjoyment.So he didn't have to go to school anymore, he still came to the study, and planned to not miss a day of class before leaving the palace.

The seventh and eighth princes had never seen their younger brothers smile so brightly, and they couldn't help showing shock on their faces.They looked the boy up and down with scrutiny, and then had strange expressions.Should it be said that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups?Although this young man is very handsome, he is quite reckless in his actions. He has already entered the upper study room and is holding a huge meat bun in his hand. smell.

The teacher coughed twice, implying that he was not allowed to eat during the lecture, but he blinked his big black and white eyes, pretending to be ignorant.The Ninth Prince actually indulged him, not only telling him to eat slowly, but also wiping his mouth frequently with a handkerchief.Mister had no choice but to turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending he didn't see it, as long as the Ninth Prince didn't have a random fit today, it would be considered lucky, and he couldn't care about the rest.

Youshu is not pretending to be ignorant, but really ignorant. How did he know that eating is not allowed in the study?Even if you know it... you can still eat it, the sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest.In the morning, Mrs. Wang had already prepared a meal, but unexpectedly, the father and son were called to question by the old man, so they didn't have time to use it.The old man was full of anger and didn't want to keep the meal, so they could only take two meat buns and eat on the road.

Youshu ate the first bun in two or three bites, filling her stomach slightly, but she was going to enjoy the second bun slowly.He is really particular about eating buns, like a mouse gnawing on corn, he gnaws the outer layer of skin until there is only a bottom to hold the stuffing, and then swallows the stuffing in one bite, enjoying the pleasure of chewing the meat.

Right now, half of the arched dough has been gnawed, and he is holding the bun in the palm of his hand, gnawing the other half in a different direction, his appearance is very funny.Not only other people peeked frequently and suppressed their smiles, even the Ninth Prince couldn't help laughing.He didn't care which article the gentleman was reading, he just put his cheek on one hand, admired the boy's cute eating, and wiped off the dripping gravy for him in time, and wanted to swallow this guy like a meat stuffing in his heart.

"When did you wake up this morning?" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then whispered in the boy's ear.

"Yin time three quarters. Did you sleep well last night?" Youshu said vaguely.

"Thanks to the stars you picked for me, I slept extraordinarily soundly last night. Why did you wake up as early as me? Don't you feel sleepy?" The Ninth Prince was very surprised, but also secretly pleased.

"I'm used to getting up early."

"Since that's the case, you can enter the palace at Yinshi in the future, and have breakfast with me by the way. The imperial cuisine in the palace is no better than Zhao's. There are only thirty or forty kinds of pastries, not to mention others." The Ninth Prince coaxed.

Youshu's eyes lit up, and she nodded heavily.The Ninth Prince suppressed his smile, took out a candied haws wrapped in oil paper from the hidden compartment of the bookcase, placed it beside his hand, and said, "After eating the buns and desserts, just tell me what you want in the future, The chefs in the palace can cook everything from southeast to northwest, delicacies from mountains and seas.”

Youshu's eyes were brighter, and two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks.The Ninth Prince wished he could hug him into his arms and kiss him, but he could barely hold back, he only stretched out his index finger to poke the dimple, and then pinched his upturned nose, with a very gentle and pampering expression.

But looking at this posture, there is something that the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince don't understand, and he thought to himself, no wonder the Ninth Prince is in such a happy mood, it turns out that it is the beginning of love.Whose son Lang is so charming, you have to find out after you go back.

Youshu let the master knead and knead. After eating the buns, he ate the candied haws. He didn't forget to feed the master two pieces. At the end, he wiped his hands and mouth, and opened the bookcase.

The sound of the boy "tuk-tuk-tuk" placing the four treasures of the study drew others to look at him frequently, but they saw that besides the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he also brought a small pottery pot, filled with clear water, paved with pebbles, planted water plants, and pebbles. There is a black lump lying on its stomach among the aquatic plants, but upon closer inspection it turns out to be a turtle.

Xue Wangjing took the lead, burst out laughing, and then hurriedly covered his mouth under the stare of his husband, and said vaguely, "Youshu, why did you bring it too? We are still in class here!"

Youshu is very obedient and obedient, but that's only in front of the master and parents, he doesn't care about others, let alone the so-called rules.He retorted seriously, "Xuanwu won't make a sound, so it won't disturb others."

Xue Wangjing was even more laughing, this kid is so funny, he even took a turtle as a pet, and named it Xuanwu, that is an ancient mythical beast.At this time, people's concept of pets is far less extensive than that of later generations, so it is naturally difficult to understand Youshu's actions.

Although the Ninth Prince also thought it was funny, he didn't stop him. Instead, he arranged Youshu's messy desktop neatly, and then pointed to the classroom, signaling that everyone should pay attention to the class.He wants to enjoy the few hours of sitting quietly with Youshu, skin-to-skin contact.

Youshu nodded and listened carefully, then took out a book that her husband was explaining and spread it out on the table, and picked up a wolf hair to write notes.Xue Wangjing originally thought that the young man was ignorant, and that he was just a display in the study room, but now he was surprised to find that he was very talented, and his handwriting was neat and beautiful. Point out a few mistakes.

I'm afraid this can no longer be described by the words "very talented".Could it be that he and the legendary talented "You Shu" also have a relationship in the past and present?The more Xue Wangjing thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and his eyes inevitably became a little straight.

The Ninth Prince was also staring at the small regular script with hairpin flowers full of paper, with a slightly dissatisfied expression.He spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a pen to write a few words, and said, "How about practicing cursive script in the future?" Youshu's handwriting was so similar to Zong Shengdi's that it made him feel very uncomfortable.Even though he had admitted that Emperor Zongsheng was his previous life, he still didn't want Youshu to be branded as someone else.

You Shu nodded and agreed without saying a word, without asking why.He leaned over to his master, carefully looked at his handwriting, and then laid out a new piece of rice paper, and took notes in cursive.He is a super brain power user, he can engrave the handwriting of others in his mind with just one glance, and then write the exact same handwriting like executing a program.

The Ninth Prince originally planned to teach him slowly, maybe he could hug him from behind, hold his little hand, and take advantage of it without any trace, but now all his illusions were disillusioned, and he couldn't help showing a disappointed look.He was not surprised by Youshu's extraordinary talent, if he really was the reincarnation of that person, he would naturally be very talented.You must know that the few parallel Fu written by that person have not been surpassed by anyone until now, he and the Overlord are both unmatched existences.

Xue Wangjing was shocked.But with just one glance, one can imitate His Highness's handwriting to ten percent. I'm afraid there is no such person in the world.You Shu has only known His Highness for a few days, and it is absolutely impossible to get his handwriting and practice it in private. In other words, as soon as His Highness asked him to change the font, he has already grasped the essence of handwriting.

What kind of terrifying learning ability is this?No wonder he hit it off with His Highness, it turns out they are two geniuses!Xue Wangjing let out a breath quietly, and finally completely bowed down.

Youshu also noticed that something was wrong with what she did, but it was not because of arousing suspicion from others, but because of the disappointed expression of her master.In the previous life, the more outstanding he was, the happier the master was. In this life, when he showed his strengths, the master did not praise him.Did he wish he was a little dumber?

Youshu guessed like this, and then peeped at the master one after another, feeling a little nervous.He is not ashamed of the behavior of "pretending not to understand". In his opinion, it is purely an insult to his IQ, but if the master likes it, maybe he can compromise a little.He has already said that in this life, he must make up for his master and make him safe and happy.

Thinking of this, Youshu nodded slightly, deciding to hide her clumsiness.

Although the Ninth Prince came to the study room, he was very quiet all the time, except for staring at the young man, he did not lose his temper for no reason, which made my husband heaved a sigh of relief.Seeing that it was almost time, he immediately waved his hand to dismiss the students, took his book and walked away quickly, fearing that he would accidentally offend the evil god in the end.

Study literature in the morning and practice martial arts in the afternoon, with a one-hour break in between.The Ninth Prince brought the boy to the East Palace to treat him graciously. After eating, they both lay down on the soft couch to tease the turtle.When Emperor Zhongkang came, the Ninth Prince was crushing a piece of corn cake and throwing it into a small clay basin, then broke another piece and handed it to the young man's lips.Because he accidentally stuffed it with his fingertips and got a little saliva on it, he smirked and sucked it into his mouth, as if he had eaten some dragon liver and phoenix marrow, his expression was very intoxicated.

The young man didn't think it was strange, he raised his face, blinked his eyes, and the faint dimples on his cheeks showed his heart full of joy.

The two of them were head to head for a while, nose tip to nose tip for a while, and biting each other's ears for a while, not knowing what they were talking about.The young man seems to be a little shy, and he doesn't know how to talk and laugh loudly, but his son is uncharacteristically, and frequently laughs heartily. His flying eyebrows, soft and handsome facial features, and gentle and peaceful demeanor unconsciously make Zhong Kangdi red-eyed .

Because he stood by the window for a long time, the chief eunuch asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to report?"

"No, let them stay together." Emperor Zhongkang waved his hands and stood for a while before leaving quietly. After all, 600 years have passed. What kind of pious prayer can create such a wonderful fate?

The Ninth Prince had already noticed his father's approach, but pretended not to know it, and did not show the slightest strange look when he left.Youshu felt more sensitive, but she didn't take the initiative to remind her.Now he wished he could be like a puppy and circle around his master all the time, how could he care about others?

After feeding Xuanwu, Youshu dragged her master to bed no matter what, hoping that he would make up for the lack of sleep.The Ninth Prince couldn't get what he wanted, so he half pushed and half got on the couch, pulled the young man into his arms and hugged him tightly, and locked his lower body with his feet.

The paintings on the top of the curtains have been put away, and the fireflies have been released into the imperial garden, leaving only a glittering golden embroidered dragon.When the boy was not by his side, the Ninth Prince wished he could fall asleep early, so that he could reunite with the boy just by closing and opening his eyes.However, once he came by his side, the Ninth Prince wanted to stay awake all the time, and was reluctant to waste even a single moment.He stared at Panlong, racking his brains to think of topics, but the young man hugged his head, covered his eyes with his palms, and told him, "Quickly sleep."

Powerless to resist, he arched in the boy's arms, then closed his eyes, but tried his best to stay awake.He uncontrollably thought of the kiss yesterday, and for a moment his mood was difficult to calm down. He longed for the boy to kiss him again, but also wondered if he should take the initiative.

No matter how keen your senses are, Youshu can't see through her master's disguise.He waited for a while, and when his master's breathing was steady and his expression was calm, he stroked his long crow-colored hair with his fingertips, with a guilty and loving expression on his face.The moment he felt loved, he also knew how to love at the same time.

Just as the Bible says: Love endures forever, love never fails, love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things... In his last life, he made a mistake of misunderstanding, and in this life he understands what to do response.He still didn't dare to show his true self in front of his master, but he believed that one day, sooner or later, he would accept the original self.No amount of misunderstanding, no amount of tribulation, no amount of barriers can drive him away from his master. He will endure for a long time and will never stop.

Thinking of the emotional part, his eyes were slightly red, he rubbed his delicate cheeks against his master's smooth forehead, then kissed him reverently between his brows, and said to himself, "I will never leave you again in this life, we will be safe and sound" die, and then go to the grave together."

No words were more beautiful than these lines, no kiss was more emotional than this one.The Ninth Prince didn't need to ask anymore, he already understood Youshu's feelings for him.No matter how much he remembers about Zong Shengdi, he really loves himself now.

The Ninth Prince believed in his own judgment, and his mood became even more agitated.This kiss only touches the center of the brow lightly, but it seems to go directly to the soul, the feeling of panic and emptiness that always lacks something; the fear and helplessness that has entangled him for countless days and nights finally completely dissipated in this kiss.He wanted to smile, but also wanted to cry bitterly. He endured and endured so that he didn't let himself open his eyes, scaring the boy with a sore nose.

He tried his best to hold back the tears that flowed more and more, lest the warm touch pass through the cloth to his chest and wake him up, and at the same time he heard his soft sobbing.He cried, his sobs were full of guilt and remorse, for the mistakes he had made, and for the 600 years lost for no reason.

In the usual way, the Ninth Prince would definitely feel extremely distressed, but today he forced himself to remain silent.His eyelashes fluttered slightly and he calmed down quickly, telling himself not to comfort him, just let him feel guilty and remorse all the time, so that he would not abandon himself heartlessly.

It seems despicable to rely on one person's guilt and remorse to get the words "never separate", but he has no more perfect way, and he is also afraid of being tortured.

Youshu cried for a while before realizing that she was making a lot of noises. She quickly wiped away her tears, hugged the master's head tightly into her arms, then gently covered his ears, and began to hiccup one after another, trembling with fear. It took a quarter of an hour to calm down.

He rubbed his slightly red and swollen eye sockets, and then slowly fell asleep next to his master.After a while, the Ninth Prince looked up at him, sighed and kissed on the center of his brow, and murmured silently: That's it, this life is settled, and we will go into the grave together.

After waking up, Youshu's eyes were even more red and swollen, with almost a thin slit left, and her cheeks, which were already slightly fat like babies, looked like big fat buns.The Ninth Prince was very distressed, he massaged him repeatedly with a hot egg that had been peeled off, and asked knowingly, "How did it turn out like this after sleeping? Let me call the imperial doctor to help you look at it?"

"Don't!" Youshu hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and stammered, "Yes, it's because I drank a lot of water that I got swollen. I often do this." He was not good at lying, let alone in front of his master. , The guilty expression has already betrayed the pure heart.

Seeing him like this, the Ninth Prince didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He coughed lightly with his fist on his lips, and said after swallowing his smile, "Don't drink too much water when you sleep from that day on. Don't go to class in the afternoon, go back and have a good rest."

Before, he always wanted to keep the boy by his side all the time, because he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly, but just now, after getting his promise and confirming his intention, his inner anxiety and uneasiness have been greatly reduced, and he can bear the short-term separate.He personally sent the young man back to Zhao Mansion, dragged him to the door and talked for a long time before releasing him reluctantly.

Youshu covered half of her face, and walked towards the small courtyard in secret. On the way, she met a few cousins, and always felt that they looked at her very strangely.Not long after, he understood why they were looking sideways at him. It turned out that Zhao Yusong actually spread rumors that he was favored by His Highness the Ninth Prince in order to retaliate, and that he had become a prostitute.

"I didn't expect the fifth son to look cute and cute, but he could sell his looks for fame and fortune."

"He can't read since he was a child, and he has nothing to show for it except his face. How can he gain a foothold in Shangjing if he doesn't sell his looks?"

"Tsk tsk, even though he is a master, he is so lowly in front of the royal family."

"That's right! No matter how good your family background is, you are still a slave of the royal family, just like us!"

Speaking of this, a group of servants gathered together and laughed together, as if they had a sense of superiority.Youshu walked over lightly, not to mention anger in her heart, even embarrassment.In his eyes, these people are equivalent to cats, cats and dogs, and what they say is barking and whining, meaningless.

Bypassing the rumored back garden, he arrived at his small courtyard. When he saw the destroyed defensive circle, he changed his face and hurried in to call out for his mother.

"What are you shouting for? You're called Hun'er? Mother is here!" Mrs. Wang ran out of the room wearing a handkerchief, saw her son's red and swollen cheeks, and said in shock, "Son, what's wrong with you? Are you being bullied?" When she said this, her expression was very strange, she was a little worried and angry, but also a little relieved.

Youshu didn't have time to observe her reaction, so she grabbed the purse from her waist and pulled out a talisman folded into a triangle.The edge of the talisman has been scorched, and it is still emitting a slight heat, obviously it has just been triggered.

"Who's here today?" There was a rare look of anger on his face, and even more murderous intent inside.You can touch him, but you can't touch the people he cares about. That monster is looking for death!