drunk spring branch

"Ah...Ah!"

Sniffing, this is Jingzhu's dozens of sneezes today.

Ever since Sui Yuexuan was hungover, Jing Zhu, who had been sitting on the ground next to the bed all night, got wind and chill.The external injury from the fall from the roof has almost healed, but the internal injury has come again.Jing Zhu wished he could beat his chest and stamp his feet, what kind of hero could he be with such a weak body?

Jingzhu originally wanted to go home to live in the ruins, but it seems that he really can't leave, so he can only go back after the year as promised, and now he continues to live in the room that has been tidied up and cleaned up.

The wind and cold are getting worse day by day, the sneezing keeps coming, and the tears flow.In addition to decoctions delivered on time every day, there are also various health supplements and fur cloaks.

"Father, do you... have it?"

Maizi sat at the table with one hand resting on his chin, staring at a pair of big eyes, twisting the corner of the mink velvet cloak in the exquisite mahogany box with two fingers.

"What's the matter?"

Jing Zhu casually ate melon seeds and sat aside.

"You are happy. I read the drama book about the secret history of the court. It says that if the concubine is happy, she will get many rewards like this, just like now... Oh dad! Don't hit, don't hit, it hurts, it hurts!"

In the middle of Maizi's speech, Jing Zhu lifted one of his ears, screaming in pain.

"This unlucky child, do you know what Youxi means?"

Jing Zhu frowned, let go of Maizi's ears and pinched his little cheek.

"No fee? Dad, Mr. Li Zemo, why don't you say anything? No fee, no fee, no fee, right?"

Maizi, whose face was being pinched, couldn't speak clearly, but still squinted his eyes and wanted to talk loudly.

"Then what do you mean by Youxi?"

Jing Zhu added a little more force to his fingertips and then let go, almost rolling his eyes.

"Hiss, it hurts... You don't understand this, how did you become a father? Youxi, you know it as soon as you hear it, it means that there must be someone you like!"

Maizi patted her chest confidently, triumphantly.

"Then what... child, let's stop looking at those messy things? Your clever little brain can't bear it."

Jing Zhu pursed his lips and said earnestly.

Today's children don't know what's going on, and they get a few low-level play books from unknown street corners that are not rare for theatrical troupes, and their words are shocking.

Living in the slums on the outskirts of the city before, Jing Zhu always thought that children were like beans, innocent and pure, and when he met him with mung bean cakes, he would smile and be happy.It wasn't until I picked up Maizi, a cheap son who didn't need money, that I couldn't help feeling that the strange flower was by my side.

And Youxi shouldn't be him.Even if there is, it must be because Suiyuexuan didn't hold back and let a certain prince who charmed all living beings...

Thinking of this, Jing Zhu couldn't help but gasp.How could he have such a terrible thought?This prince is strange, like an iceberg, but there are secrets hidden.

So these days, Jing Zhu always sneaks out.As New Year's Eve was approaching, the shopping boy who was pestering the palace could still sneak out for a stroll in the street.Although he verbally said that he disliked Maizi, who babbled too loudly all day long, he actually didn't know how to face Ming Xuanyu, an unpredictable prince.

But after a long time, you can't just let him go out three or five times a day, can you?Others must think that the palace is harsh on the benefactor.So, those little servants began to reject Jing Zhu's request with a look of embarrassment.

And Jing Zhu can't just let it go like this, and give full play to his crying and whimpering when begging for food, his helpless, miserable spirit, and he talks about his old and young, and his mother who is still looking forward to in the broken house on the outskirts of the city. Take the son home.

The servants had already wiped away their tears and were almost moved. Just as they were about to sneak out with Jingzhu with a wave of their arms, they looked back at the iceberg floating not far behind them. Xixi little beggar, pack up your things and go on working.And Jing Zhu smelled the elegant sandalwood scent that was getting closer, so he also sniffed his nose, wiped his eyes, stared at Ming Xuanyu with a smirk on his face, and ran away against the wall.

It is definitely not Jingzhu's style to let go.Since he considers himself a little beggar picking up rags, he must follow three principles: Persevere, be shameless, and insist on being shameless.

So, Jing Zhu was drinking tea at his desk in the house. When he looked out of the window in a daze, he saw the big willow branches outside the courtyard wall that had been climbed up by the wheat, sticking thick and dry into the courtyard wall, and suddenly he had a plan.

Just as Jing Zhu changed into a light indigo cloth robe and was about to climb out of the wall along the trunk of the willow tree, Maizi pushed the door open with his sleepy eyes. By chance, he saw someone stuck to the wall like an octopus. On, the scene of holding the robe and preparing to climb up.

"Father? Daddy! Who slapped you on the wall!"

Maizi opened and closed his yawning mouth, closed and opened again, and looked at someone in astonishment.

"what?"

Jing Zhu frowned and looked back.This kid, don't be a fool, right?

Patting his clothes off the wall halfway up, Jing Zhu took a deep breath, squatted in front of Maizi, and touched his weed-like hair.He explained earnestly that if the prince came to ask, he would turn into a moth and fly away.

"what?"

Maizi couldn't help frowning.Dad, don't be a fool, right?

Seeing that this trick could not fool the child, Jing Zhu took a deep breath again, and squeezed out a very forced but kind smile.

"Maizi, the box of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes that the prince sent last time... Oh, I suddenly remembered, you seemed to want to eat it last time, but I told you it was moldy?"

Jing Zhu pondered mysteriously, and said slowly.

"Uh-huh!"

Hearing the prince's sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cake, Maizi's eyes widened instantly, and he nodded repeatedly.

"That, I remembered. I took it to the top of my bedside cabinet to bask in the sun to remove mold. Now that it's dry, you can eat it with peace of mind. Oh, by the way, if you can't reach it, there is a small wooden stool under my bed .besides……"

Jing Zhu pursed his lips and said, but before he finished speaking, Mai Zi had already rushed to find the box of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes.

Heh, children are still children, no matter how many inexplicable market rumors they read, they can still be manipulated by him.

After finishing speaking, the corners of Jing Zhu's lips raised proudly, and he continued his journey of climbing trees and over walls.

The courtyard wall is not high, and there are a few pits where you can step on your feet. Although it is a bit strenuous, it is not impossible to climb up.Now that I have stepped on the top of the wall and sat on the trunk of the big willow tree, that would be even better. I just need to grab a few strong branches of the willow tree and jump forward.There are short bushes below, jumping off will suffer a little flesh and blood at most.

After digging out, take the money in your pocket, buy something to see Douzi and his grandma, maybe you can go to Zuixian Pavilion for a drink.Since Suiyuexuan got wind and cold after a night, Ming Xuanyu cut off his wine, and his diet became much lighter.

"I'm free! When I get out, my lord, I can..."

Jing Zhu sat on the thick branch of the willow tree and laughed, success or failure was here.

"Well, what can I do?"

A frosty voice came from the arched entrance of the other courtyard.

Hiss... Jing Zhu instantly felt as if he was frozen in ice, and after realizing it, he just wanted to turn over and jump down, but Ming Xuanyu's words made him lose his footing, he got up staggeringly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell from the willow branch. When he fell down, he was about to fall on the stone road in the courtyard.

It was probably just a subconscious reaction, Ming Xuanyu hurried over without thinking, and stretched out his arms towards the person who fell from the tree.

Is this worth it?Jing Zhu was used to going to houses to expose roof tiles since he was a child, and he had suffered quite a few beatings.It was not the first time that such a thing fell off the courtyard wall.However, the prince is the body of a thousand pieces of gold, so if he picks it up or hits it, he really becomes a sinner.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Jingzhu was shocked, and the moment he fell, he hurriedly but powerfully grabbed a thick willow branch on the edge of the wall.Fortunately, I am used to these things, so I can still show this reaction.It's just that the left hand is empty, and only the right hand is firmly grasping the tree trunk, supporting the weight of the whole body, and the feet are still hanging from the ground about as high as two wheat grains.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Ming Xuanyu heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly retracted the pair of white arms that were stretched out.

If you fall from this height, you will sprain your feet at most.Right now, it seems that he can only jump down like this, and as for how it ends, he can't care so much.

However, when Jing Zhu made such a plan, he suddenly heard that the tree trunk he was holding above his head finally couldn't stand the toss, and there was a crisp sound of clicking, and then he fell down uncontrollably.