drunk spring branch

If it means that Xuan Yu has been out of his mind these few days, so is Jing Zhu.

When others saw it, they all joked that Lord Xiang was newly married, Yan Er, who was intoxicated all day long.Only Jing Zhu knew what kind of emotion was suppressed deep in those beautiful eyes.

Even though the big day has passed, there are still many rules, and all kinds of red tape have to be followed. Ming Xuanyu was forced to go to the prime minister's mansion for a while, and was called into the palace for a while. In the courtyard, it is rare to see Ming Xuanyu who is idle.

There are only the last few altars of Zuichunzhi hidden in another courtyard.

After thinking about it, Jing Zhu still moved them out, regardless of the image, once again got drunk in the flower bed of another courtyard.

Hearing the sound of earthen pots colliding and flowers and branches rustling in the yard, Wheat came back from the outside carefully poked his head out beside the arch of the other courtyard, looked left and right, and confirmed that it was not a thief. Turning his eyes around, he cautiously approached the suspicious figure like a big white dog in the flower bed.

"Father, you..."

Maizi bent down to look at the drunk Jing Zhu, and poked his face with his fingers.

"Father, what kind of father? I don't have a father like you!"

Jing Zhu was already drunk and started talking nonsense.

"Ah? This...you insist on me admitting it, isn't it impossible?"

Maizi scratched her head, feeling angry and funny.

Apparently Jing Zhu didn't realize this slip of the tongue, otherwise he would have gotten up and beat Maizi violently.He didn't say anything, didn't look at anything, his eyes were blank, he just picked up the wine jar and poured it down, his clothes were already wet a lot, and his whole body smelled faintly of wine.

Maizi squatted down, looked at Jing Zhu's appearance curiously, stretched out his fingers to touch the edge of the wine jar, dipped some wine on his fingertips, raised it to his mouth and tapped it with the tip of his tongue.

It's a bit spicy, with the fragrance of green plums and a pungent taste, but it's more of a mild wine aroma that spreads on the tip of the tongue.Is this daddy's favorite wine?

I wanted to try some more, but Maizi's little hand was slapped off by Jingzhu's slap.It doesn't hurt, but Maizi pretends to be broken on purpose and exaggerates, asking angrily what Daddy Cheap is going to do.

"Little mouse, you are not allowed to secretly get drunk on Chunzhi. The prince hasn't drunk this wine yet."

Jing Zhu looked drunk, pouted and turned sideways to hold the wine jar tightly.

Another fairy dad.Who wants to grab your wine!Maizi thought about it, pouted and prepared to leave, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned around to speak.

"Why are you wearing white clothes? The immortal father bought you a set before and you didn't wear it, saying it was easy to get dirty."

Maizi looked up and down Jing Zhu who was holding the wine jar.

"Hahaha, little mouse, you are right, you are really smart. It is because the prince likes to wear white clothes. If I wear them, I feel that he is there."

Jing Zhu tugged at the skirts of his clothes that were stained with wine, and replied with a proud face and incoherent words.

"...Okay, I won't tell you this. I have something important to do. Father Immortal has come back alone. I can see him coming this way, so I'll report to you in advance."

After finishing speaking, Maizi rubbed her fingers, turned around and went back to her room.

"You rebellious son, don't try to deceive me."

Jing Zhu snorted coldly, and continued to rub the wine jar with his fingers.

Lying in the flower bed, the poets were contemplating the poetic and picturesque sentiments of drunken flowers, but Jing Zhu's mind was only full of Ming Xuanyu.He was summoned into the palace by Ming Xuanjin today, and he brought Su Ho with him.Maizi said that he came back alone, probably to make him happy?This child is really disgusting.

The unknown flowers seemed to be looking down at the wine jar in Jingzhu's hands, bending over when the wind blew, and there were bursts of dark fragrance, mixed with the smell of soil, as if they were drunk.

In the past, Jing Zhu really liked Zui Chunzhi, but after getting to know Ming Xuanyu, he always felt that drinking with him was even more enjoyable.

Why is this wine getting more and more bitter now?

There was the last jar left, although Jing Zhu wanted to drink, but he endured it patiently, sealed the jar tightly, hugged it cautiously, wanted to get up, but staggered drunkenly, before he got up he staggered again. He fell on the flower bed, causing the flower branch to bend over, and the petals were knocked down and fell all over him.

But even though his back hurt from the fall, Jing Zhu still carefully protected the altar of drunk spring branches in his arms.

"It hurts, it hurts... You, you can't break it! I still want to leave you to the prince."

Jing Zhu's eyes were drunk, he patted the dirt on the sleeve of his white robe with one hand, and hugged the wine jar tightly with the other.

The soil is not as soft as imagined, the fallen flowers are not as beautiful as imagined, and the wine is not as fragrant as imagined, but the pent up feelings in my heart are beyond imagination and cannot be controlled.

Holding the wine jar, Jingzhu shrunk into a ball, no longer caring that lying in the soil of the flower bed would stain the white clothes, and also ignored the imageless beggar.

If it was Ming Xuanyu, his elegant white clothes were always as clean as snow, with bursts of sandalwood.If it was Ming Xuanyu, he would sit elegantly and dignifiedly by the window of Xiaoxuan, drinking a glass of wine in a picturesque manner.If it is Ming Xuanyu...

Jing Zhu closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face in a circle, just like this, half asleep and half awake, passed out drunk.In a daze, he seemed to hear light footsteps, smell the familiar elegant sandalwood, and also feel that someone pushed the hair blocking his cheeks, and took away the drunk spring branch.

"What are you doing! Give me back the wine, I left it for the prince, no one can take it away!"

Jing Zhu dazedly stretched out his hand to grab the wine jar that was taken away, and after taking it back, he continued to hug him tightly and closed his eyes as if sleeping.

The man who snatched the wine jar couldn't hold it back, as if he had seen such an interesting scene, he let out a chuckle.

"Okay, I won't grab your drink."

After finishing speaking, the man took out a fan and began to fan Jing Zhu to cool him down.

"Hey, that's pretty much the same. I know I'm wrong... Hiccup, let me fan the wind more, it's really hot today."

Feeling the breeze on his face, Jing Zhu closed his eyes and rested his mind, stretched his brows, and rubbed his temples.

"But what if I don't know my mistake?"

The man teased Jing Zhu as if deliberately teasing him.

Just when he wanted to get up and beat up this nameless Xiaoxiao who snatched his wine and dared to laugh at him for disobeying him, Jing Zhu suddenly thought that Maizi seemed to have said something about Ming Xuanyu just now, why came back alone, why reported in advance , After finishing speaking, the kid slipped back to the room.

In other words, this so-called Wuming Xiaoxiao, could it be...

Jing Zhu, who just came to his senses, suddenly woke up six or seven points from the drunkenness, sat up from the dirt in a jerk, and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

Long hair like splashed ink, eyes like stars.With long eyebrows like willows, gentle and elegant, like Zhilan Yushu, with a beautiful scenery like the moon, it is indescribably noble and elegant.He was dressed in elegant white clothes, like Kunlun jade, like fairy collar Qiongzhi.Although that handsome and glamorous face was somewhat haggard and tired, it was undeniably elegant and handsome.

At this moment, such a beauty is holding a snow jade lotus fan, smiling and staring at the Jingzhu lying in the shade of the flowers, and continues to fan the wind for him.

Pa, Jing Zhu patted himself on the face.No, you didn't drink that much, did you?Why did the phantom of Ming Xuanyu still appear?

Since it wasn't the reason of drinking too much, could it be some kind of magic and illusion, Ming Xuanyu in front of him is fake?

Thinking of this, Jing Zhu got up and frowned, walked a few steps towards Ming Xuanyu, moved to his side and pinched his cheek.

Real feeling, is it true?Could it be...Maizi is right, this is really his fairy father?

Overjoyed, Jing Zhu laughed so happily that the corners of his mouth almost hung behind his ears, smiling like an innocent child.He dropped the wine jar and rushed over, hugged Ming Xuanyu tightly in his arms and rubbed back and forth.And Ming Xuanyu, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, didn't care about the smell of alcohol and dirt all over Jingzhu's body, and expressed his affection by hugging him warmly.

Suddenly, Jing Zhu pushed Ming Xuanyu away and looked around nervously.Knowing what he was worried about, Ming Xuanyu rubbed his face, and patiently explained that Su Ho was not around, and was staying in the palace at the Queen Mother's invitation to accompany the Queen Mother to recite Buddhist scriptures.

The overjoyed Jing Zhu happily held Ming Xuanyu's face and kissed him several times.

"Why are you wearing white clothes all of a sudden? When I gave you this dress before, you said that you would dirty it within an hour."

Ming Xuanyu twisted up the dirt-stained cuff, pretending to be disgusted.

"No, no... Oh, this is the habit of loving someone and imitating him unknowingly."

Jing Zhu pouted shyly, and coquettishly took Ming Xuanyu's hand and rubbed it on his face.

"Then you can give me a taste now, is this altar of drunken spring branches that you specially reserved for the prince?"

Ming Xuanyu looked at Jing Zhu beside him who looked like a kitten coquettishly, and couldn't help laughing.

This was the only time he smiled from the bottom of his heart in the past few days.

"Yes, yes, of course! But you have to give me a kiss."

Jing Zhu hugged the wine jar happily, and moved her face towards it with a smile.

Pushing away the broken hair in front of his forehead, Ming Xuanyu gently kissed, and then gently rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and kissed greedily on his lips.

The love is lingering and the affection is sincere.At Wangqing, the two people clasped their fingers together, kissed each other, and fell drunk together in the quiet flower shade of this other courtyard.Only the Drunken Spring Branch beside him who was suddenly left out in the cold was watching the two white snowballs.

Of course, besides the wine jar, there was also the wheat at the door of the side room in the yard who was quietly watching this scene.When he heard a voice talking in the yard, he secretly opened a crack in the door, concerned about Daddy's actions.

Seeing that the two fathers were reconciled, or that the relationship had never been broken, Maizi also laughed happily.Seeing the two kissing and lingering under the flowers, Maizi hastily covered his eyes, and said over and over again that it is not suitable for children, but peeked a few times through his fingers, and then turned around and closed the door and went back to the house.

Sure enough, the two fathers are a natural match, and the fierce so-called Princess Xiang is not worthy at all.Maizi thought so, happily took a big mouthful of sweet osmanthus cake.

It's delicious, I'll give some more to Brother Douzi next time.