drunk red

If you inquire, she will definitely be angry, and she is so stubborn, maybe she will simply throw herself into a nunnery, worship the Buddha for the rest of her life, and stay away from the world. Therefore, you must not mention the two things at the same time to irritate her. "

"Well, I understand."

After that, the two chatted one after another, the sun had risen to the top of the head, although there was shade from the trees, Qian Jia was still warmed by the sun, and she squinted her eyes to take a nap.

In a daze, Zheng Yuanjing, who had disappeared for many days, actually walked over. He looked a little haggard, with a scruffy beard, hadn't shaved for a few days, and his face was a little tired, probably because he hadn't had a good rest for many days.

Qian Jia opened her eyes and called him with a smile. He nodded, took out a pouch from his pocket and handed it to him: "This is from your mother."

"Uncle Zheng helped me to see my mother? Is she okay now, does she miss me?" Qian Jia looked straight at him without letting go of her expression.

Zheng Yuanjing's eyes were gloomy, he lowered his head and said, "Well, I went to see her, she's fine, I ask you to stay outside obediently and listen to what Daddy says."

"Oh, okay, thank you Uncle Zheng."

"Do you still have vegetables to eat? I'll bring some here. There are a lot of things going on outside recently, and I don't have time." The backpack carried by Zheng's eyes contained a few cabbage, potatoes, peas, and a few green vegetables and mushrooms. He put it in the kitchen, came back and said to Qian Jia: "Xiao Jia, you go back to the house. I have something to tell your father."

Qian Jia shook her head, hugged Tang Ziao tightly, and buried him in his arms. Tang Ziao patted his back, and said to Zheng Yuanjing, "It's okay, just tell me."

The suspicion in Zheng Yuanjing's eyes became more and more intense, he almost began to doubt the relationship between these two people, the atmosphere permeating the two people's room is not what a father and son should have at all, it's more like a relationship between lovers, outsiders can't get in at all that kind of intimacy.

Tang Ziao coughed lightly before he came back to his senses, frowned and said: "Only two people in the imperial hospital are allowed to enter the emperor's bedroom, and they are not allowed to go out. Concubine Li stays there every day and has full power to control all the emperor's daily life. Recently, the emperor's condition has worsened and he is coughing up blood almost every day, the matter is imminent, and His Royal Highness's plan is still lacking, it should not be so early."

"Is the second prince planning to force the palace?"

"Well, the imperial guards have also become restless recently, and they must have been instructed."

"Is His Royal Highness sure enough to stop him? Did the Emperor not explain anything before he left?" Tang Ziao stood up from the reclining chair and paced back and forth.

"This, I don't know. I have entered the Second Prince's Mansion many years ago. Although I have not been suspected of saving Xiaojia this time, I have no access to very confidential things. What I am here to tell you this time is I want you to hide carefully. When you encounter anything, remember to keep yourself safe and don't resist rashly. The prince said that he has everything arranged. Another thing is that your father has already set off from the small island where he is. About It will take more than half a month to come here."

Tang Ziao raised his head suddenly: "Why did he come?"

He was not happy for his father to come. Tang Mingxuan was a man with utilitarianism. He was responsible for a large part of his marriage with Xue Wanyi. After the child was robbed, he had no choice but to leave the Tang Manor and go to an old friend's island. Tang Ziao didn't care if he had any other ideas, but he didn't want anyone to take advantage of this child.

"Brother Tang, don't worry, His Highness the Crown Prince asked him to come. After he comes, someone will lead him here. I hope you can take care of him for a while."

"It's natural, he is my father, and it's only natural for me to take care of him."

"Well, Brother Tang, don't worry too much. I still have something to do there, so I'll take my leave first."

"Walk slowly."

"Uncle Zheng!" Tang Qianjia suddenly shouted: "Uncle Zheng, my mother said that she will become a monk when everything is over, and even I can't persuade her. Can you help me visit her again and tell her that I miss her very much?" , okay?"

Obviously, this sentence was like a thunderbolt, making Zheng Yuanjing almost unsteady, he repeated tremblingly: "She said she wants to become a monk?"

"Yeah, I don't want her to become a monk. The life in the temple is very poor, and I feel bad." Tang Qianjia added fuel there, looked at Zheng Yuanjing's pale face, lowered her head in satisfaction, and stuck out her tongue at Tang Zi's proud eyes.

Zheng Yuanjing stumbled and walked outside, under the bright sun, his figure trembled slightly.

leave the forest

The days are not as peaceful and peaceful as they were a few days ago. Although the two still move a recliner and cuddle up in the small courtyard every day when they are free, Qian Jia knows that her father is not here anymore.

He knew that maybe it was the reason why grandpa was coming.He didn't know much about the situation back then, but he could guess that a large part of it was because of the old man, maybe it was fame, maybe it was profit, or maybe it was something else. In short, he had to bear a lot of responsibility.Now that he appeared again at this critical juncture, how could Tang Ziao not be worried.

Counting the days, if we set off from that island, we will arrive here in about two days.Although Qian Jia knew that his father would complain, but after all, the old man was his father, so he was still worried.

Qian Jia lay on the chair and fell asleep in the dark. When he woke up, the sun was westward, and he almost fell asleep for the whole afternoon. He looked up at Tang Ziao and looked at him with a smile. Feeling a little embarrassed, he said, "Daddy, let's not stay here anymore, let's go back."

Tang Ziao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and touched his head: "Why, Jiajia is tired of staying here?"

"I won't be bothered all my life." He muttered in a low voice, but Tang Ziao didn't hear clearly, and lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"I mean, let's go back to the Tang Mansion. We can't stay here all the time. The matter with the prince's elder brother is probably over, and grandpa is coming back. Let's go back. Now that the prince's elder brother is in trouble, the second prince They definitely won’t care about us.”

Tang Ziao quietly looked at the birds pecking at the ground in the distance, and after a while he said, "Jiajia is sensible."

Qian Jia straightened her chest, and said proudly, "That is."

"Then let's go tomorrow and rest here for another night today."

After dinner, the two walked around the empty courtyard for a few times. The faint moonlight shone lightly, and the shadows of the two on the ground were stretched very long. One was tall and the other was slender. Holding hands, this vacant land surrounds the small wooden house, which was specially cleaned out, and a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees were planted behind. This season, sweet-scented osmanthus trees have already bloomed one after another, and most of them stay in the garden during the day. Looking at the stretching and magnificent tall trees in the front yard, I have never paid attention to this place.

In this quiet night, the light and sweet scent of osmanthus fragrans floats in the air, and the tiny little flowers bloom gracefully and calmly, in the silver moonlight, there is a kind of intoxicating beauty.A gust of night wind blew by, and a few small flowers swayed gently and fell to the two of them and fell to the ground.

"Tang Tang?" Tang Qianjia seldom called Tang Ziao Tang Tang. He felt that it was more intimate and natural to call him Daddy, but he still called him a few times when he had a whim.

"En?" Tang Ziao paused.

Under the soft moonlight, Qianjia's delicate face is even more beautiful to the extreme. That layer of hazy light shrouds her body, adding a bit of indistinguishable beauty. It's like a dream, too beautiful to be real.

Tang Qianjia didn't speak, just looked at Tang Ziao, then smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand.

Tang Ziao hugged him very naturally, holding him like he used to hold a child by his thigh: "What's wrong?"

"Osmanthus, very fragrant."

"kindness."

The night breeze was cool, and sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell on the shoulders and tops of their heads. Qian Jia picked up a few small flowers and put them in his mouth.Those small yellow flowers, with an elegant fragrance, were scattered everywhere under the entrainment of the breeze. The two stood under the tree, and more and more fell on their bodies. In the night, Qianjia carried a different aura from before. , as if suddenly transformed from an innocent boy into a seductive goblin, he picked up the broken flower on Tang Ziao's head and put it in his mouth.The enchanting and charming smile, a pair of dark eyes were covered with mist by the moonlight, he blinked lightly, the two were very close, the trembling of the eyelashes could be clearly seen, Tang Ziao hugged him , Steadily, eyes never leave.

Qian Jia stuck out her tongue and licked her lower lip, lowered her head, and kissed Tang Ziao. The faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms met between their lips and teeth, becoming more and more intense and intoxicating.Tang Ziao once drank sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and at that time he felt it was light and bland, but at this moment, it was just a few petals of flowers, which made him almost intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

The night is late, the wind is also strong, and the petals are falling freely under the kiss of the breeze, like a shower of petals, rushing down the neck into the clothes, shaking the already fragile and beautiful flowers. And sensitive nerves.

While Tang Ziao was kissing, one hand got into Tang Qianjia's clothes, rubbing back and forth along the waistline, with eagerness and longing, maybe it was the night and such a beautiful atmosphere that made him a little bit uncontrollable, his movements were a little rough, the edge of his lips The chin began to slide down, lingering on the graceful neck.

Tang Qianjia raised her neck, looked up at the shining starry sky above her head, narrowed her misty eyes slightly, and let out a sweet moan from her throat, indulgent and real.

His groans seemed to have stimulated Tang Ziao even more.