drunk spring branch

A bamboo flute is held between Jingzhu's slender fingers, like a bird with spirituality, it turns a thousand times and sings in the valley.

It's like sailing a boat in the middle of the rainy south of the Yangtze River, the raindrops are knocking into my heart.Even though he had heard many court musicians play, Ming Xuanyu felt the melodious sound of the flute at this time and had to admire it.

It just seemed that the sound of the flute smelled of wine, and there was a kind of unbridled indulgence.

"It's ugly."

After finishing the song, Jing Zhu held the bamboo flute between his fingers and twirled it, smiling at the people around him.

Before waiting for an answer, Jing Zhu stuffed the flute into Ming Xuanyu's arms, and patted the hands that took the flute on his chest in a daze.

"This is the only thing I took away from that house. It's very... important. Your fan was given to me, and the flute...you keep it."

Xu Shijiu Jin began to rise slowly again, Jing Zhu spoke a little bit in a daze, and leaned towards Ming Xuanyu dazedly.

It's not a refusal, it's just that Ming Xuanyu is very resistant to intimate touch, so he retreats back like a conditioned reflex.

The movement was somewhat hesitant, but moved instinctively, so that the drunken Jing Zhu had no focus and swiped across Ming Xuanyu's chest.This time, Jing Zhu completely lay on Ming Xuanyu's lap.

The elegant sandalwood scent fills the nostrils, and the soft fabric brings an excellent touch experience.It's just that Ming Xuanyu suddenly felt that every pore on his body was enlarged and screaming, warning him to get up suddenly.

As a result, Jingzhu fell to the ridge of the roof with a slap, stuck to the wet and cold straw on the roof, and was about to roll down with a groan.

Fortunately, Ming Xuanyu had quick eyesight and quick hands, he dropped the flute and grabbed Jing Zhu's arm.The man was caught, but this dilapidated thatched hut couldn't bear the tearing and tossing of two men. As the thatch on the roof fell down Jing Zhu's body, a beam under his feet clicked. With a sound, it broke.

The center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and the two fell through the hole in the roof.Jing Zhu should be completely awake now, and he didn't feel dizzy after a single shock. He didn't have time to think about it when he fell, and he didn't care about the feeling of being resisted just now, so he grabbed Ming Xuanyu and fell down.

Fortunately, the house is not high, and it fell on the kitchen table.The wooden table was thick and of good quality. Ming Xuanyu was wrapped in Jingzhu's arms, and it seemed that he was not injured, only Jingzhu was screaming in pain.

The momentary soft touch made Ming Xuanyu immediately understand the current situation. It was Jing Zhu who used himself as a pad to protect Ming Xuanyu who fell down.

"Are you OK?"

Immediately turning over and getting up, Ming Xuanyu leaned on the table and looked down worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe it's just two broken ribs...haha."

Jing Zhu took a deep breath and covered his chest in pain.

Although the person was injured to protect him, Ming Xuanyu felt a little sorry, but the current posture is ambiguous no matter how you look at it.

On the big wooden table, Jing Zhu was lying on his back, clutching his chest, while Ming Xuanyu was almost riding on him, straddling his waist, with both hands supporting the table, with his restless little head in the middle.

The distance between the two is very close, so close that Jing Zhu only needs to raise his head to notice the situation in front of him, or Ming Xuanyu bends his arms and lowers his head to stick together.

Someone who grinned with a broken bone didn't notice, but at this moment the prince who was really high above noticed.Ming Xuanyu quickly turned over and jumped off the table, standing aside to check Jing Zhu's injury.

Out of a responsible attitude, the accident was caused by Jingzhu drinking with him, which caused Jingzhu to fall off the roof and made a big hole in the roof, so Ming Xuanyu took Jingzhu back to Xiangzhou on his own initiative despite his objection. palace.

Although the palace is prosperous, it is much more comfortable than thatched huts, but his wishes belong to his wishes, and it is always a bit uncomfortable for him to live in the palace for a long time without eating and drinking.

And Ming Xuanyu felt that if he just put the injured Jing Zhu there, it would be unreasonable both emotionally and rationally.What's more, he has saved himself several times.

It was indeed two broken ribs.Every day, Jing Zhu enjoys the treatment he has never experienced in the palace. He is served with delicious food and drinks. He makes bone soup in different ways. A special person is in charge of decocting medicine and making soup to take care of his daily life. He is afraid that he will be bored, so he invites a show team.

The only thing is not to let him drink.Jing Zhu felt like a concubine who was forced to confine herself to the palace.But I have to say that the day was quite moist.Not worrying about food and clothing, and not having to pick up junk, can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

On a clear day, Jing Zhu was lying on a rattan rocking chair in the yard basking in the sun.The sunshine in the winter afternoon is also very comfortable. When I lie down on the rocking chair and cover it with a small blanket, the whole courtyard is so quiet that only the rattan chair creaks and shakes.

In fact, Ming Xuanyu didn't let Jing Zhu do this, after all, it was already winter, even if the sun was shining in the afternoon, how could the wounded get wind?If you hurt your muscles and bones, you should stay in bed and recuperate.But Jingzhu is a restless master, how could he stay in bed obediently, pretending to be a zongzi?

Taking advantage of the vacancy when the prince, who cannot be opposed, entered the palace and was not at home, Jing Zhu blinked his big eyes to confirm that there was really no one in the room, so he lifted his shoes and socks, turned over and got out of bed.

Because he got up too fast, his ribs obviously felt the impact of force, Jing Zhu clutched his chest in pain, and let out a muffled grunt.After a short rest, he ran to the door and looked around like a mouse in the kitchen, walking in small steps.

Very good, there is no one in the yard. It is estimated that at this point, those who usually wait and wait are doing other work or decocting medicine.Jing Zhu couldn't help laughing, picked up the rattan rocking chair at the door, and moved to the flower bed on the side of the yard.

The sun is strongest there, and there is a big bare willow tree beside the wall, with its branches sticking out of the courtyard wall.If it is summer, it must be lush and full of vitality.

Grabbing a big red apple from the fruit plate in the house, carrying a pot of tea, Jing Zhu lay leisurely on the rocking chair, covered the small blanket that was originally thrown on the back of the chair on his knees, and gnawed on it. Big Apple.

Very happy, except that there is no wine to drink.In order for him to heal his wounds, Ming Xuanyu cleaned up the entire other courtyard thoroughly, not even half a wine jar.There is no way, Jingzhu can only use tea to relieve his worries, constantly brainwashing and hypnotizing. This is wine. It is really wine.

Swaying and sipping the tea-flavored Chunzhi, just when Jingzhu was about to fall asleep in a daze, the branch above his head woke him up with a click, and then a broken branch the size of a thumb fell right between his eyebrows.

"This...what the hell! Hiss...who? Come out!"

Waking up from the fright, Jing Zhu threw off the blanket and stood up, but the injury caused pain.

Looking around, no one responded, but the sound of willow branches breaking was indeed coming from overhead.After a while, a little boy with messy straw-like hair poked his head out. It turned out that he had been hiding behind the branches of the big willow tree protruding from the wall. With one foot on the courtyard wall, he smirked complicatedly.

This guy is a monkey, right?Except for the big willow tree, there were only a few small bushes near the courtyard wall. The child moved up the tree flexibly without knowing what to step on.

It's just that the last step didn't seem to be successful, the tree branch broke, and Jing Zhu woke up, but luckily he didn't fall off.

There are two people, one big and one small, one lying down and one standing, one high and one low, one outside the wall and one inside the wall, one scratching their heads and the other akimbo, looking at each other.

"Hey, you kid, what are you doing, are you going to fly into the sky? You were a second-timer in your previous life?"

Jing Zhu frowned, with disgust written all over his face.

"What are you arrogant about, you! I...I heard that King Xiang is getting married, so I'll come and see how you are doing. You're still a wolf! You really don't know good people!"

The little boy hugged the tree trunk, humming and chirping.

"That's called a dog biting Lu Dongbin...don't pretend if you don't know, okay little brother?"

Rubbing his temples, Jing Zhu said in a deep voice.

"Who...who doesn't know! I just made a mistake on purpose to test you! Also, I'm not called Little Brother. I have a name. My name is Maizi!"

The little boy was pointed out on the spot, his face flushed red, and he squeaked angrily.

"Good rice, I know your name is Guzi."

Jing Zhu clicked his tongue, intentionally making him angry.

"you you……"

Maizi blushed a little more from the anger, and angrily hammered the big willow tree twice with her small hands.

"Mung bean ice, mung bean ice! Hahahaha!"

The childish Jingzhu grimaces triumphantly, provoking the dispirited Maizi with a smile.

However, the name Maizi reminded Jing Zhu of the slums in the suburbs. The Douzi who liked to stick to him was exactly the same age as this Maizi.

Obviously, after eating this way, Maizi was so angry that he squeaked on the branches, which was noisier than the cicadas in summer. If he was not afraid that the branches would break again, he could jump three feet high on the spot.

"I'm an honored guest of the palace now, so be careful what you say. If you offend me, be careful that I will let our prince slap you!"

Jing Zhu grinned and said, and stretched out his right hand in a beheading gesture.

"Come here, I'm afraid of you! Can the prince stop talking about the king's law?"

Maizi, who believed it to be true, turned pale immediately, shrank back behind the branches, but still muttered stiffly, like a kitten furious.

Just as Jing Zhu was thinking about how to get rid of this stubborn duck, there was suddenly the sound of sonorous and forceful footsteps from the Yuangong gate of the other courtyard.

As the hem of the ink cloud red brocade cloak came into view, a tall and tall man with a vigorous and heroic posture stepped into the other courtyard, with a majestic and unapproachable aura, and his dark eyes were full of awe.