The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

It was already evening when we arrived at Liangzhou City.

The hunting team stopped in front of the gate of the garrison mansion, and all the followers got off their horses. Only Mr. Xie rode on the horse, looking at the earthen castle in front of him, feeling very moved.

"It's still familiar here, and it feels comfortable to look at." He turned his head and told his followers, "Go and call Shen Ge and Mao Mao down, they are all here, and they are still in the carriage."

The entourage took orders and went down to invite people: "Your Highness, please get out of the carriage."

The carriage was quiet and there was no movement.

Mr. Xie looked back and drove forward: "What's wrong?"

He walked up to the carriage and lifted the curtain to take a look.

Good boy, both kids are asleep.

Xie Chen leaned against the wall of the carriage, Song Jiao leaned against Xie Chen's arms, the two of them were covered with the same blanket, they were close together, like brothers who grew up together, neither could do without the other.

Master Xie smiled, reached in, and patted Xie Chen on the face: "Grand grandson, wake up."

Xie Chen was taken aback and almost jumped up from his seat, but was pinned down by Song Jiao who was lying on his body, so he sat back down again.

He called out, "Grandpa?"

Mr. Xie said, "Here we are, are you still sleeping?"

Before Xie Chen could speak, Song Jiao in his arms was woken up by them.

Song Jiao rubbed his eyes, got up from Xie Chen's arms, and asked softly, "Brother Shen, what's wrong?"

Master Xie put away his fierce face, and asked in a gentle voice: "Maomao, you're here, do you still have a headache?"

"I don't have a headache anymore." Song Jiao shook his head, sat down on the seat with his waist slumped, his eyes were sleepy, "but I'm a little sleepy."

"Then sleep in the carriage for a while, Grandpa asked them to drive the carriage directly in."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."

"Hey, then go to sleep." Mr. Xie turned to Xie Chen again, and changed his tone, "If Maomao still has a headache and feels like vomiting, remember to call someone."

For some reason, Xie Chen was still covered with a blanket, his hands and feet were all huddled in the blanket, only his head was exposed.

He raised his hand and patted his forehead, and replied, "I see."

Master Xie saw him touching his forehead and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick too?"

"No."

"Then why are you still covered with a blanket?"

Xie Chen hid in the blanket: "I...I'm cold."

After saying this, he put down the carriage curtain.

Mr. Xie looked puzzled outside the carriage: "Good guy, you dare to shake your grandfather's face."

He said this, but he didn't seem to care, Mr. Xie turned his head and ordered: "Drive the carriage in."

Master Xie was at the front on horseback, the carriage followed behind, and the others followed on foot.

In the carriage, Xie Chen still hugged the blanket and refused to let go.

He huddled in the corner like a big frightened, furry dog.

Don't come here!

If there were candles lit in the carriage, Song Jiao might be able to see that Xie Chen's ears were red, so red that he was about to bleed.

It's a pity that there was no light in the carriage, Song Jiao couldn't see it, and he was so sleepy, he just wanted to sleep for a while.

So Song Jiao shook his body, fell to the side, and then lay down again, his head just hit Xie Chen's leg, resting on his thigh.

Xie Chen was shocked and almost jumped up again.

He tried to move to the side, with both hands facing Song Jiao, unable to do anything.

He carefully moved Song Jiao's head to the side, not daring to let him notice that there was something wrong with him.

Song Jiao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she looked docile and docile, but Xie Chen just felt that he was restless.

He is always moving!

Rubbing here, rubbing there, not even his breathing, his hair restless.

Where does Xie Chen still want to sleep?He was wide awake.

He leaned against the wall of the carriage, stretched out his hand, pulled over the teapot on the side, and poured himself two sips of cold tea.

Xie Chen took a deep breath until the carriage stopped and Song Jiao woke up.

Song Jiao rubbed his eyes, looked at Xie Chen who was pouring the teapot vigorously, and looked shocked: "Brother Shen, are you thirsty?"

Xie Chen sneered, picked up the teapot and took another sip: "I'm thirsty."

ton ton ton.

Back in the familiar Garrison Mansion, the two of them were still sleeping in the same room as they were when they were children.

Xie Chen resisted a little, after all, the feeling with Song Jiao just now was not very good.

Too hard.

He objected in a low voice: "I don't sleep with Mao Mao."

Master Xie sneered: "Tch, I slept so soundly with Maomao just now, and now I'm shy. I slept like this for many years when I was young. Next time, I will tell you earlier that I didn't clean other places for you this year. Just sleep like this."

Xie Shen had no choice but to share a room with Song Jiao.

He thought about it and decided to take some self-help methods.

So that night, Xie Chen called all his friends to his and Song Jiao's room, and decided to play with them all night.

Well, as long as there are other people present, he won't have weird reactions to Song Jiao.

Just like when he was a child, Xie Chen found a bunch of things to make fun of.

In front of Sifang's table, Mu Ying yawned: "Brother Shen, you and Mao Mao have slept in the carriage all day, you are not sleepy, but we are, can I go back first?"

Xie Chen sternly refused: "No, you can sleep here, but you can't go back."

"Ah?" Muying was helpless, "Brother Shen, your place is only so big, and you could make do with it when you were a child, how do you sleep now? Besides, if you want to play later, you will disturb me."

Xie Chen glanced at Song Jiao, and quickly stiffened: "Anyway, it's not possible, you stay here for me."

Mu Ying was so angry that she couldn't help it, she turned to Song Jiao: "Maomao, I want to go back to sleep. Maomao, can you ask Brother Shen to let me go back?"

Wen Zhi also said: "I'm sleepy too, let's go back."

Song Jiao looked at his friends and nodded: "Well, then you all go back first, Xie Chen and I just clean up here."

"No!" Xie Chen stood up, "Don't go back!"

Song Jiao also stood up and confronted him: "What's the matter with you today? Xie Chen, are you crazy?" He covered his friends to leave: "Let's go."

Xie Chen watched his friends walk out of the room, and even closed the door behind him.

No!Don't leave me here alone!

He turned his head and saw Song Jiao again, sure enough, that strange feeling returned.

Sure enough, Song Jiao had cast a Gu on him, he was finished, he was poisoned.

Xie Chen covered his heart, then touched his eyes.

Song Jiao squatted down in front of him, and put away the bowls and chopsticks and the chessboard used by friends just now.He looked up and saw Xie Chen looking at him, so he tugged on Xie Chen's trousers: "Hurry up and tidy up, what's the matter with you today?"

Only then did Xie Chen come back to his senses, squatted down, and cleaned up with him.

The two simply packed up their things, and Song Jiao picked up her change of clothes: "I'm going to wash up."

"Ah."

Xie Chen responded inaudibly, then walked to the side of the couch, grabbed a pillow, put it behind his back, and lay there waiting for him.

Xie Chen was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, as if he saw Song Jiao who had washed up walking towards him.

Song Jiao was wearing a middle coat, holding a small wooden basin containing a towel and soap horns in his arms, his hair was wet, water drops fell on his skirt, and it was wet all over.

Xie Chen suddenly felt that he had seen such a scene before.

Of course I have seen it, and it has been like this for more than ten years.

But where have you seen it?

Xie Chen racked his brains and thought about it, and suddenly he was blessed.

By the way, ordinary couples are like this, so are his mother and his father.

But what happened later?What should happen next?

When Xie Chen was in a trance, Song Jiao had already put down the small wooden basin in his hand, walked up to him, and leaned closer.

Xie Chen's whole body suddenly became a little stiff, originally...so he wanted to kiss, what's the matter, he and Song Jiao have been kissing since childhood!

He is not nervous at all!

The next moment, Xie Chen squeezed the corner of his clothes that was wet with sweat, and woke up from the dream.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, until he saw the half-burned red candles on the table, he realized that a long time had passed.

He got off the bed and looked around, but Song Jiao hadn't come back yet.

Where did you go at night?Always worrying.

Xie Chen pursed his lips, but walked out the door honestly, and asked the attendants who were guarding outside: "Where is Your Highness Maomao?"

Others called "His Royal Highness Song Jiao", only he likes to add Song Jiao's nickname, Song Jiao has told him several times, but he will not change it.

The attendant said: "If you go back to Your Highness, His Highness Song Jiao will go to sleep in another room after washing."

Xie Chen was suddenly a little angry: "Go to another room..."

He stopped suddenly.

It was clear that he didn't want to sleep with Song Jiao just now, but now that Song Jiao left on his own, why is he unhappy again?

Not right.

It was too obvious that he wanted to keep his friends and didn't want to be alone with Song Jiao, and Song Jiao must have seen it.

Xie Chen returned to the room, closed the door, and scratched his hair in distress. Song Jiao must have thought that he hated himself.

But he just wants to protect Song Jiao, and if he stays with Song Jiao again, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

Song Jiao will be frightened by him, he is so timid.

That night, Xie Chen lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, looking at the roof.

He finally understood that no matter whether Song Jiao was beside him or not, he couldn't fall asleep.

Now Song Jiao ran into his mind.

Loving someone is such a hassle.

Xie Chen hugged the quilt and sat up.

Song Jiao settled the big yellow dog, blew out the candles, and climbed into bed by herself to get ready for sleep.

The system asked him, "Why did you suddenly come out to sleep?"

Song Jiao was a little frustrated: "Xie Chen obviously didn't want to sleep with me, so I just came out."

The system comforted him: "He doesn't have eyes, how nice it is to sleep with you, your body is warm and soft, very comfortable to hold, I really like sleeping with you."

"...Don't make your words so strange, don't sleep if you don't sleep." Song Jiao didn't want to say more, turned over, turned his back to the door, and prepared to sleep, "Let's go to sleep quickly, we have to get up to hunt tomorrow morning .”

"Am I going too?"

"Well, 'Left to the yellow, right to Qingcang', all, you are the 'yellow'."

system:?

"Then who is 'Cang'?"

"'Cang'..." Song Jiao thought for a while, then said with a smile, "'Cang' is Xie Chen."

system:? ? ?

Song Jiao reached out from the tent and touched the head of the system: "Go to sleep."

In the next second, an unknown object lifted the curtain in front of the bed, threw the quilt he brought on the bed, and lay down on it himself.

Song Jiao was scared out of his wits by him, almost shouting.

Before he yelled, the unknown object covered his mouth accurately in the darkness: "It's me, your 'Cang'."

Song Jiao touched the corner of her lips, did she accidentally say what she was thinking just now?

He pushed Xie Shen again: "Go out a little."

Xie Chen didn't move and didn't speak.

Song Jiao continued to push him: "Go out, don't you want to sleep with me?"

Xie Chen still didn't speak, he grabbed him and made him lie down beside him.

Xie Chen explained in a low voice: "I'm sleepwalking."

Compared with not being able to sleep with Song Jiao, it is better to sleep with Song Jiao. He endures his physical discomfort, which is better.

I would rather feel uncomfortable than hug my wife.

Early the next morning, Song Jiao woke up bored, Xie Chen hugged him tightly, he couldn't breathe.

Song Jiao glanced back, saw that Xie Chen was still awake, so he reached out and pinched his nose.

Not long after, Xie Chen was woken up by him.

And the first thing Xie Chen did when he woke up was to move his lower body away.

At the same time, Song Jiao suddenly felt that there was something...

He looked down subconsciously: "Xie Chen, just now..."

Xie Chen pinched his mouth in time to prevent him from asking.

This time Song Jiao saw it clearly, and Xie Chen's ears turned red: "You are not allowed to ask."

Xie Chen got up to change his clothes, Song Jiao lay on the bed, and after a while, he was dragged up by Xie Chen who was fully dressed.

Outside the city of Liangzhou, Mr. Xie, wearing armor, rode on a horse, drew a bow and shot an arrow, and hit a white deer in the distance, which attracted everyone's applause.

But the white deer was tenacious, and quickly fled to the distance with the arrow.

Mr. Xie didn't intend to chase after him anymore, he turned his head to Xie Chen and raised his chin: "Go."

Xie Chen immediately took off the long bow on his body, holding the bow in one hand and the rein in the other, and turned to greet his friends.

Xie Chen took the lead, Song Jiao was beside him, followed by Wen Zhi and Mu Ying, followed by a group of followers.The horse's hooves kicked up the dust and quickly left the others behind.

Not long after, with the sound of horseshoes approaching from far to near, Xie Chen brought his people back.

A dead deer was hanging on his horse's back. The deer was hit by four arrows, one arrow was shot by Mr. Xie, and the other three arrows belonged to Xie Chen and his friends.

The so-called lords vying for the deer, if other people shot the deer to death, no one else would dare to speak.

But this person is Xie Chen, the favorite eldest grandson of Mr. Xie's family.

Everyone cheered at the same time, and Mr. Xie was naturally very satisfied: "Okay, let them take the deer down, and eat this at noon, and release the deer's blood, so you can drink it too."

Xie Chen didn't quite understand, so he answered casually, then turned his head to look at Song Jiao, the desire to play with Song Jiao had already flown away.

Master Xie waved his hand: "Go, go, play."

Xie Erye drove forward and asked for instructions: "Father, the tent has been set up, do you want to go over and rest for a while?"

Mr. Xie watched the teenagers ride away on horseback, and then turned around: "Okay, let's go."

A group of teenagers rode horses and wandered on the grassland, gossiping and laughing loudly as they walked, scaring away the prey along the way, and did not see anything.

Occasionally seeing a bold rabbit, several teenagers scrambled to raise their bows and arrows.

"I'll come! It's just mine!"

Before the words fell, "thousands of arrows were fired", but none of the arrows hit the ground, and all of them were stuck on the ground, until the ground was tied into a hedgehog.

So they started blaming each other again.

Song Jiao said: "Brother Parrot, your arrow blocked mine, otherwise I would definitely hit it."

Muying frowned: "Maomao, look carefully, your arrow is still far away. You are the only one blocking me."

Wen Zhi tried to persuade them to fight, but after finding that he couldn't persuade them, he started to join them.

"Obviously you two stood in front of me."

Liu Yi and Jiang Ping, two older youths, rode behind and watched them quarrel.

Fortunately, Jiang Ping's hand was scratched by Li Xu with the broken porcelain. Although he couldn't pull the bow or shoot the arrow for a while, Liu Yi still used this as an excuse to randomly stuff two people with Li Xu, temporarily leaving Jiang Ping behind. swapped out.

The two of them looked at the children in front of them arguing and smiled at each other.

Liu Yi picked up her own bow and arrow: "You watch me shoot first, then you'll understand later, it's not difficult at all."

Jiang Ping nodded: "Yeah."

Liu Yi shot the arrow and shot the rabbit that had run away.

"Wow! Brother Liu!" The young boys turned their heads.

Liu Yi smiled at them: "Still bickering? If you don't fight, you won't have anything to eat at noon."

The teenagers spoke eloquently: "Brother Shen killed a deer in the morning, enough for us to eat twice."

Liu Yi handed the bow and arrow in his hand to Jiang Ping: "Here you are."

Jiang Ping shook his head and raised his injured hand: "I can't use it yet."

"For you." Liu Yi handed the things forward, "It will be used in the future."

Jiang Ping had no choice but to take the bow and arrow, and tried to pluck the bowstring.

They returned to their camp at noon, and sure enough, they had roast venison for lunch.

Xie Chen also had a small cup of deer blood.

The red liquid in the cup was very attractive, Song Jiao was a little curious, leaned over to look at it, and wanted to dip his finger in it to taste the taste.

Master Xie stopped him: "Hey, Maomao, I'll drink it for you next year, and I'll give it to Brother Shen first this year."

"Okay." Song Jiao could only retract his hand.

Xie Chen turned his head to meet his grandfather's eyes, seeing the smile on his bearded face, he always felt that something was wrong.

Master Xie picked up the wine glass on his table, drank it in one gulp, and signaled him to drink it too.Xie Chen frowned, glanced at the contents of the wine glass, and resisted very much.

If it's that kind of thing, Xie Chen thought, Grandpa can rest assured, he has tried it all day yesterday and this morning, and he is fine.

With this again, he would not be able to sleep with Song Jiao anymore, and Song Jiao would definitely find out.

He would rather he can't do it, and he doesn't want to be able to sleep with Song Jiao.

So during the whole lunch, he pretended not to see Grandpa's hint, and the wine glass was left on the table without him touching it.

When the banquet was about to end, Song Jiao couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he stretched out a finger and dipped it in the cup.

"Bah... so fishy!"

Xie Chen casually picked up his own cup, poured him some milk tea, and poured it down for him.

With a bitter face, Song Jiao whispered to him, "Don't drink it, it's so bad. I won't drink it next year. The color is so pretty, I thought it was sweet."

Master Xie laughed and let them go: "It's fine, fine, if you don't like to drink, don't drink it, let's go out and play."

It was hot at noon, so the teenagers stayed in the tent, taking naps and playing around. It was not until late in the afternoon that the heat dissipated and the temperature gradually became cooler. Then they packed up and prepared to go out to play again.

At this time, the other hunting teams had already returned one after another, and they were still the group of teenagers from the morning, walking in the opposite direction from them.

Coincidentally, they ran into Second Master Xie, and several of them shouted together: "Second Uncle."

Xie Erye nodded to them: "Don't go too far, dinner will be served soon."

"it is good."

As soon as he turned his head, the horses that Song Jiao and Xie Chen were riding collided into each other.

"What are you doing?" Xie Chen asked, "You didn't concentrate on riding the horse."

Song Jiao refused to accept it: "Obviously you bumped into it."

"I taught you how to ride a horse. How can there be any reason for a master to bump into an apprentice?"

After Xie Chen said this, he ran away with a wave of his horsewhip. Of course Song Jiao went up to chase, and the two of them ran away like a gust of wind.

The friends had already seen the strangeness, and followed leisurely, until they couldn't see anyone, and then hurriedly chased after him.

They ran too far unknowingly, the sun was setting, and it was getting dark.

Muying looked around: "Where did Brother Shen and Mao Mao go? They didn't run so far, did they?"

Wen knew: "You look for it again, I'll go back and call someone."

Several people turned their heads, but they suddenly met several pairs of green eyes in the grass.

There are many tiankengs of unknown origin on the northwest grassland, which are huge in size, surrounded by a dozen people, and bottomless.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen stood in front of the pit wall, trying to climb up two steps.

Song Jiao wiped his dirty hands on Xie Chen's sleeve: "It's too slippery, I can't climb up."

Xie Chen was a little helpless: "The horse is still outside, Brother Parrot and the others knew we were here when they saw the horse."

"I think Brother Parrot may not be good enough, we still need to rely on Zhi Duoxing."

"Then just wait."

The two found a place to sit down. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and looking out from the bottom of the pit, they could only see the sky full of stars.

Song Jiao tried to contact the system.

They went out for a walk. It didn't take long to talk about it, and the system was too lazy to go out with them, so Song Jiao didn't bring him along.

However, there is a specified range for the connection between the host and the system. If it exceeds the range, the system will be forced to go to sleep.

Unwilling to give up, Song Jiao tried again, and finally gave up after seeing several red exclamation marks.

It seems that they can't contact the system, so they can only wait for Zhi Duoxing and the others to come over.

Seeing that he was silent all the time, Xie Chen thought he was angry, so he stretched out his hand and poked Song Jiao's waist: "Hey, I didn't bully you just now, I was teasing you."

"Ah?" Song Jiao recovered, "Oh."

"You're angry?"

"No, I'm used to it."

I don't know when the atmosphere between them became a little strange.

If they were with their friends, they would still be fighting like they used to.But once two people are alone, the situation will become like this.

Nothing to say.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jiao thought for a while, and said: "We were also kidnapped when we were young, and then we were locked together."

"Ah."

"Before we were kidnapped, we were still arguing, but after we were kidnapped, we were fine."

"Ah."

Song Jiao tentatively touched him with his elbow: "What's the matter with you recently? Why do you get along with me for a while, and then for a while?"

"No reason, because I have a problem."

One sentence blocked the chat, it is worthy of you, Xie Chen.

Song Jiao propped his head, turned his eyes away, and looked up at the stars in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Chen stood up, took out a dagger, and stabbed the wall of the pit.

But he only exerted a little effort, and the sand and rocks on the wall of the pit loosened, and the dagger fell off just like that.

Song Jiao patted him: "Let's wait for them to come. Are you hungry? I'm so hungry. We haven't eaten yet. Let's save some energy."

As soon as the words fell, Song Jiao's stomach growled.

So Xie Chen responded, and sat down beside him again.

The temperature difference between day and night in the northwest is large, the sun is shining brightly during the day, and it becomes cold at night.Coupled with the special terrain of the tiankeng, the wind blowing in became much stronger.

Song Jiao shrank her neck unconsciously, shrunk herself into a small ball, covered her face with her hands, and breathed hard into her hands.

Not long after, a cloak fell on his shoulders, and long wolf fur brushed his cheeks. Song Jiao knew whose cloak it was without looking at it.

"Thank you Brother Shen." Song Jiao turned to look at him, "Aren't you cold?"

"not cold."

Song Jiao shook off the cloak and got closer to him, covering it together.

But Song Jiao had already started to sniff his nose, and spoke with a nasal sound.

Xie Chen turned around, helped him block the wind blowing in from outside, picked him up again, and let him sit on his lap.

Before Xie Chen came back to his senses, these actions were done in one go.

The two of them were facing each other. Before Song Jiao could react, Xie Chen nervously crushed two protruding stone walls.