Act like a spoiled child

Yumin said: "It's okay, I don't really think about it, you can come."

Mingshen leaned over and carefully licked Yumin's lips.After the kiss, he was a little embarrassed: "It's ok, Brother Min."

Yumin looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Is that all right?"

Mingshen hesitated and lowered his head again, and kissed, this time confirming: "It's ok."

Yumin continued to look at him with an unpredictable expression.

Mingshen hurriedly said: "Although I don't think it's very good, but after a while, Wenwen might come to play with me, and Master Wu Han might also come to chat with me, and we might be seen, so it's still..."

"Well, let's lie down with me for a while." Yumin stretched out his hand and pulled Mingshen off his body, wrapped the quilt up and put it in his arms, Mingshen adjusted his posture comfortably, and asked him about the itinerary for the day .

The candles were extinguished, and it was evening. At the turn of spring and summer, the sky was getting dark slowly, and the dim yellow afterglow penetrated the tent mouth, shining golden light, but it seemed that their place was extraordinarily secret, like a dark, deep place. And a sweet dream.

Yumin told him what he had hunted today, just like he told Mingshen a bedtime story when he was a child, half making up and half coaxing him: "I hunted a nine-color deer today, and I wanted to catch it for you. I kept it for fun, but I saw that its coat color is really beautiful, so I don’t want to shoot it down with an arrow, I just wait to set a trap tomorrow to see if I can catch it alive.”

Ming Shen suspected: "You must be lying to me again, brother Min, my brother said that there is no nine-color deer in the world."

"Oh, do you believe Huo Bing's words so much? But I did see it with my own eyes. The so-called nine-color deer is not colorful in down, but white in color. The tip of the down will show colorful smoothness under the sunlight. The antlers are black, do you remember the slippery black gold stone we found in the backyard? It's that gilt-like color, although it's pitch black, it still looks eye-catching."

Ming Shen said: "Is it colorful black? If you don't believe me, you must be lying to me."

Yumin smiled and patted his head, didn't speak, but asked in a low voice: "Sleep? If you don't sleep, wake me up after two incense sticks, leave the palace for two days, chores piled up like a mountain, I will go back The memorial has been approved."

Ming Shen asked earnestly, "Is it a very important matter?"

Yumin said: "Yes, it can't be too long, I will rest here with you for a while. Tomorrow is the last day of hunting, do you want to go with me?"

Mingshen thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, I want to accompany you to revise the memorial tonight. Tomorrow, I will have a good sleep and then go back to see my brother."

Yumin said: "I work all night long, so you should not follow suit."

Mingshen begged him: "Just one night, okay? I want to stay by your side, I don't want to disturb you, you used to stay up late to read and take a nap when you're tired, so I can call you on time when I come over."

This guy also looked a little proud: "I'm very punctual. Every time you told you to go to bed at an hour before, I was never late."

"..." Yumin couldn't stand his coquettishness, and quickly lost the battle, and said softly, "That's only for one night, you have to sleep well, understand?"

Mingshen muttered: "The king is the leader of the minister, when you don't stay up all night, the minister will be able to sleep well."

Yumin didn't bother with him, so she reached out and patted his buttocks, and said, "Okay, I'm asleep."

"Wait a minute, wait for me to ask you a question before going to bed." Ming Shen leaned over and poked his head, "That, Nine Colored Deer, is it true?"

Yu Min said seriously, "It's true."

Ming Shen said: "Then you don't want to catch it. Next time you bring me to look for it, okay? The mountain is here, and it won't run away. Grandpa Cheng said that you will bring me here next year. There is no other way." Man, do you think so?"

It was only then that Yumin understood that Mingshen came here to ask him to confirm whether he would bring him to play next year, and whether there would be a large group of people disturbing him like this.He smiled lowly, and replied patiently: "Yes, I will come again next year, when it will be just you and me, are you happy, Shen?"

Mingshen got cheap and acted like a good boy, said in a low voice: "I think we can bring Wenwen and Master Wu Han with us, my brother also wants to come and play."

Now Yumin quit: "I don't want to be safe when they are all here, Shen, you are not allowed to talk, I will arrange this matter."

He leaned over and kissed Ming Shen's lips, then closed his eyes.

Mingshen also fell silent.He was actually not sleepy, so he didn't fall asleep all the time. He just watched the setting sun shine in, sprinkled gold on the end of the bed, and painted a mild color under Yumin's eyelashes. He saw the darkness descending from the golden light, and waited until He could hear the faint chirping of insects, and when he saw the shining stars outside, he called Yumin to get up, straightened his clothes, rinsed his mouth with him, and then took a ride with Yumin, preparing to return to the emperor's camp.

He has never ridden a horse, and he can't. When Yumin pulled him on the horse, his whole body was stiff and he dared not move.Yumin embraced his waist from behind, held the rein with one hand, and took him for a walk around the hill where Yuwen had been during the day. The night was dark, but the moon was bright. Yumin was yelling all the way, but Yumin was very quiet, just hugged him tightly and comforted him softly: "It's okay, there is still some time, I will take you around first."

They arrived at the flowery valley where Bairi Yuwen came.

It's just different from the day, Mingshen was worried about the safety of the little princess at that time, and together with the priest he dragged the little girl from going deep, but this time Yumin took him directly to the end of the valley, to the bottom of the valley. At this place, the road piled up into peaks and ridges, winding and climbing all the way, and finally bent into a hook, catching a round of hanging moon in the sky.

Yumin got off the horse, stood in the sea of ​​flowers and looked back at him: "Come down, Shen."

The horse was too high, Ming Shen didn't dare to get off, he hesitated for a long time.Yumin said: "Don't be afraid." He stretched out his hand to him, Mingshen gritted his teeth and jumped down, right into his arms.

Mingshen was a little curious: "What did you bring me here for?"

Yu Min said, "Find fodder for the horses. I heard that the alfalfa grows well here."

Ming Shen took a look at the horse - men love chariots and horses, he knows it, Huo Bing's biggest wish was to buy a Zhao Yebai to show off, but unfortunately he has not been able to do so.

Yumin's BMW is exactly the Qinggong raised by Wuyun's family. It is indeed in good spirits, galloping handsomely. It is the most beautiful and handsome horse Mingshen has ever seen. It is grazing leisurely with its head down. .

Ming Shen said: "Oh."

Yumin looked at him, and finally couldn't help but reached out and touched his head: "I'm also here to pick flowers for you."

Mingshen didn't react: "Huh?"

"Wenwen came here today to tell me that my sister-in-law has never been given flowers by the emperor, it's just too miserable—how she sees you so miserable recently, I naturally have to review myself." Yumin said so Then, she really bent down and started picking flowers for him.

He knows what kind of flowers Mingshen likes - he likes petals that are small and exquisite, full of blooms, he doesn't like the finely divided appearance of pink rice grains, and he doesn't like graceful and luxurious spring chrysanthemums, which are colorful, eye-catching, and vivid. His Ah Shen likes all the colors.He found Michelia and daylilies for him, picked up some magnolias and other unknown flowers, made a big handful, and stuffed them all into Mingshen's sleeves without any explanation.

Mingshen was afraid that it would be crushed, so he clutched his sleeves, not daring to let go of his hands.When he got back into the tent, he quickly took off his coat, started to take out the flowers, laid them out carefully, and then asked Yumin for a book: "Brother Min, I want to put the flowers up, they will look good after they are dry." , do you have any books that you can lend me?"

Yumin searched for a while but couldn't find any suitable books, so he selected a few of the papers he had finished grading and threw them to him: "These are the papers of official rumors, hand them back and leave them in the palace, you take them Use it, if you feel that the pressure is not tight enough, you can go out and find a few stones to pile up."

Mingshen took it over and looked at it, and said, "No need, this is just right."

He sprinkled some water on these flowers, washed them and dried them, then packed them tightly in a playbook, and finally tied them tightly with a red seal.Yumin watched him busy while correcting the memorial, and ran over to work with him with great interest in the middle, and slowly baked it by the charcoal fire with the book in between.

One year, Yumin's birthday present to him was a dried magnolia flower.In the first year, Yumin disliked him very much. In his opinion, this little brother was delicate and hypocritical, and looked like a girl doll.He was soft-spoken and very handsome, and later he quarreled with Mingshen, the little doll cried and said: "I didn't mean to grow up like this, no one stipulates what a boy should look like, my mother My mother didn't teach me, and neither she nor my father had time to teach me to leave."

Mingshen didn't know the reason for that quarrel, but Yumin still remembered it clearly. It was a little eunuch from another palace who said behind his back that the deposed prince found a child bride for himself, and he hid himself every day without knowing what he was doing. It really wasn't right. No wonder it's not the material to be a prince.At that time Mingshen was only less than eight years old, and Yumin was so disgusted by that statement that he didn't eat for two days, and he even took the anger out on little Mingshen.

He felt that this little guy was not pleasing to the eye no matter where he looked: how could a boy's eyes be so big and so bright?More importantly, it is always moisturized, like an innocent little milk cat, who speaks in a baby voice, sleeps on a small broken blanket, and even needs mother to smooth out the folds one by one, sleep Fold it up after waking up.

Think about it later—I will mend socks for him, call him brother softly, and hold him in his arms. Although it is sultry in summer, it is very warm in winter.

He gave Mingshen a flower on his eighth birthday, thinking that this squeamish little guy would like flowers, so he gave it to him as a reconciliation. Come over, pull his sleeve and call brother.

Thinking of this, Yu Min suddenly asked in a low voice, "Ah Shen, is your birthday coming soon?"

Mingshen thought for a while: "It seems so."

Yumin asked again: "How do you want to live?"

Mingshen thought about it again: "Let's live with Brother Min."

It was decided so simply.

Mingshen stayed up with Yumin all night, during which Yumin took a nap, and Mingshen also watched over him, changing the soup pot and adding charcoal basins for him.By dawn, he was already very sleepy, and because of this, he looked more and more well-behaved, and he almost wanted to be hugged and rubbed.

Yumin said, "Go back to sleep quickly."

Mingshen replied obediently: "Okay, brother Min, I'll go back in the afternoon. I'm not at home for three days, so I'm going to see my brother now, is that okay? I will seriously go to court and go to Yushitai to work."

Yumin kissed his forehead: "Okay, let's go."

The two said their goodbyes in front of the tent door. Today, after the spring hunt, there will be two days without going to court, so it will be a three-day separation.The two of them didn't mention anything, one took a step and turned back three times, the other stood on the spot, watching him all the time, and when Mingshen turned back to look at him for the third time, he raised his chin at him, signaling him to leave at ease.

Cheng Yiduo came over to lead the horse for him, saw Yumin still standing there, and said, "Ah Shen will be back in three days, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. The commander of the imperial army has already deployed secret guards to protect him and Lord Huo Bing."

"I'm not thinking about this." Yumin looked at Mingshen's back and said softly, "I was thinking, when did Ah Shen become so obedient? When he first came to me a few years ago, he often talked with me. A little overlord who quarreled. It's good now, and I have to report it to me every time I go home."

Cheng Yiduo just smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, it's better to proceed step by step."

Yumin looked at it for a while and said nothing more.

He looked at the broken and falling petals on the ground, and remembered how he found a complete and beautiful magnolia, carefully pressed it in the book, and sent it to his little companion who often received him coldly. In an instant, he looked at Mingshen's bright eyes and said nothing, his fingers that were slightly clenched due to nervousness finally eased.

Is Ming Shen's reason for being well-behaved in front of him perhaps the same as the reason for him being taciturn in front of him?

He clearly knew why he was silent that day, not because of guilt but because of something else. People who have lived in the dark for a long time did not dare to make a sound when they suddenly saw the light.