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After that day, Li Zhiyuan became a frequent visitor to Chen Jingyu's courtyard.

He always has endless reasons, renovating the soil depends on the growth of the flowers and trees, after seeing the growth of the flowers and trees, he needs to deal with the pests, and after the pests are treated, he needs to fertilize from time to time. He seems to be Chen Jingyu's exclusive gardener, and he wants to grow some colors. Come and show Chen Jingyu.

Over time, Chen Jingyu got used to having such a person in the room who talked more than a sparrow.

"Why don't you ask me what trees and flowers I planted?"

Chen Jingyu was not interested, and Li Zhiyuan couldn't help talking to himself, "Tung flowers, phoenix trees, do you like them?"

His gaze seemed to be burning, and Chen Jingyu was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Li Zhiyuan said with a half-smile, "Then why don't you ask what the meaning is?"

Tung flowers, snow everywhere in May, when love first blooms.

The phoenix tree blooms once a year, and love lasts forever.

Chen Jingyu's expression changed again and again, until he finally understood Li Zhiyuan's intentions, he was too shocked to say a word.

Li Zhiyuan's voice is clear and clear, "When your yard is full of tung trees, I will bring you a pot of old wine to drink with you. Good flowers, good months, and good times, what do you think?"

Chen Jingyu looked into Li Zhiyuan's smiling eyes, and he was filled with himself. He panicked and even wanted to run away. He had never been so embarrassed before.

Li Zhiyuan got up one step ahead of him, and stretched his waist in a relaxed manner, "I almost forgot, I have an appointment with my mother to play chess today, brother Chen, then I will take my leave first."

Chen Jingyu soon realized that Li Zhiyuan was looking for a step down for him, but he also keenly noticed that Li Zhiyuan's ears were so red that they could see through the light.

Since then, Chen Jingyu deliberately avoided Li Zhiyuan. It was difficult for him to tell Li Zhiying what Li Zhiyuan thought about him, so he could only see Li Zhiyuan, hoping that Li Zhiyuan could understand what he meant.

He and Li Zhiyuan were originally opposites, but after getting along these days, Li Zhiyuan seemed to treat him as a friend, and even a hard-hearted person could no longer play tricks on him.

What's more, Chen Jingyu's heart is actually softer than cotton.

He thought that his indifference could make Li Zhiyuan retreat in spite of difficulties, but he never thought that Li Zhiyuan had a temperament that became more and more courageous as he became frustrated.

When Chen Jingyu wasn't there, Li Zhiyuan squatted at the gate of Chen's house every day, delivering cakes today, market gadgets tomorrow, and calligraphy and ink paintings the next day.

Chen Jingyu was not guilty, but he didn't dare to see Li Zhiyuan, he became indecisive for the first time, fearing that Li Zhiyuan who was close to him would be involved in the whirlpool.

His fears were finally confirmed.

Li Zhiying asked him to accept Li Zhiyuan, asked him to cater to Li Zhiyuan, and then took the opportunity to eliminate the biggest hidden danger.

Chen Jingyu has never disobeyed Li Zhiying, as long as Li Zhiying asks for anything, he will die, but this time he hesitated.

Li Zhiying is used to discerning people's hearts. He knew that Chen Jingyu's heart was attached to him, so he tied Chen Jingyu with affection. He stroked Chen Jingyu's head as usual, and said in a persuasive manner, "Jingyu, you were brought out by this hall." People, when this hall ascends the throne in the future, I hope you will still be by my side."

With just one sentence, Chen Jingyu was given ecstasy soup.

He walked out of Chen's mansion and walked towards the young man in fresh clothes. He raised his head and saw the radiance in Li Zhiyuan's eyes, which was brighter than the sun. He didn't dare to take another look for fear of being turned into ashes.

"The tree you planted has worms, and I won't cure it."

Li Zhiyuan got off his horse and said loudly, "That's not easy, just leave it to me, it's just..."

Chen Jingyu looked at him.

His expression suddenly dimmed, like a child who has been wronged all the time, "Don't ignore me anymore."

Chen Jingyu wanted to push Li Zhiyuan away and let him go, so as not to appear in front of him again, but what he said in a trembling voice was a good word of yes.

Li Zhiyuan stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hold Chen Jingyu, but he only touched Chen Jingyu's cuff when he realized his excessive joy, and withdrew his hand again, saying repeatedly, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow, but your words count." talk."

He stepped forward and entered the mansion briskly. Chen Jingyu saw his straight back, as if he was walking into a bottomless abyss, and grabbed Li Zhiyuan's clothes hem.

Li Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and looked at the hands on his sleeve with a little complacency.

Chen Jingyu finally let go and squeezed out a smile, "Let's go, Your Highness the Seventh."

The gate of the Chen Mansion was closed. Perhaps from this moment on, they were destined to lead to tragedy.

In May, tung tree blossoms and white pollen cores, walking into Chen Jingyu's courtyard is like stepping into snow.

Li Zhiyuan took the old osmanthus wine and took Li Zhiyuan up to the roof to enjoy the moon. The moon was curved like a hook hanging from the sky, and the wine made his mouth feel drunk.

As Li Zhiyuan said, it really is a good flower, a good month, and a good time.

It is also the best time to express your heart.

"Brother Chen, no, Chen Jingyu."

"I have kept this sweet-scented osmanthus brew for five years. I originally planned to drink it alone, but now I realize that drinking it together is the best."

"Chen Jingyu...Chen Jingyu..."

The person whose name was called slowly turned his head, and saw Li Zhiyuan's side face flushed to the ear.

I don't know if it's because he's drunk, or because the person in front of him is too attractive, but Li Zhiyuan, who is so eloquent, also speaks inconsequentially, "I mean, I mean, I like you, and you, don't you have any affection for me?"

"I am the Seventh Prince of the Southern Dynasties. Not to mention a few phoenix trees, two tung trees, even rare and rare plants in the world, I can find them for you and plant them in the yard."

"Chen Jingyu, what do you want, you tell me, tell me."

Chen Jingyu's hand hanging by his side gradually formed a fist, how could Li Zhiyuan know that what Chen Jingyu wanted was his life.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't get an answer, so he asked persistently, and even held Chen Jingyu's shoulder, and there was bound to be a response, "Chen Jingyu, why don't you look at me, I'm not drunk, I really like you. "

"I'm afraid you won't believe me and think I'm frivolous, but that's the one look, I've identified you..."

Li Zhiyuan couldn't say what he said next, maybe it was his hallucination, he saw Chen Jingyu's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then kissed him.

With the aroma of wine on his lips and tongue, Li Zhiyuan's heart was surging, and the hand holding Chen Jingyu trembled slightly.

When he woke up, Chen Jingyu had already staggered his body. Because of his drunkenness, Chen Jingyu was no longer as deserted as usual, and his eyes were also a little hazy. He said in a hoarse voice, "This is my answer."

Li Zhiyuan's eyes were radiant, he stared at Chen Jingyu for a while, then suddenly got up and jumped off the roof, standing among the bright moonlight and tung trees, looked up at Chen Jingyu who was still on the roof, and said loudly , "Chen Jingyu, I'm afraid you won't admit it when you're sober, now there are flowers, plants and trees as witnesses, you can't play tricks, if you play tricks..."

Chen Jingyu's nose was sore, "What should I do?"

Li Zhiyuan tilted his head, and after careful consideration, he suddenly realized, and slapped his head, "I will punish you to be a phoenix tree in my yard, and accompany me forever."

Moisture filled Chen Jingyu's eyes, and he said the good words willingly.

He said silently, so he punished me. It is difficult to die in this world, and it is difficult to find peace in the spring.

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