three feet away from me

Du Xingqing handed the flowers with one hand, but Wen Xucong received them with two hands, unable to hold them with one hand.Now the little prime minister, who was always deserted, held the flowers in both hands, looked down, his eyes roved on the flowers, leaves and branches, and finally dimmed.

This flower should not be wanted.Wen Xucong sighed inwardly with a blank face, for fear of regretting it for the first time.

Wen Chengyu, a 20-year-old high school Jinshi, was promoted by the emperor after entering the imperial court. Now that Buhuo has reached the position of prime minister, Wen Xucong can see that his father is very loyal to the emperor.

Du Yuansou, the king of Pingyang, recruited troops and recruited followers. His ambitions were clear, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it. It was just that the two sides had been lurking for a long time and hadn't reached the final step. But judging by Du Yuansou's upward attitude, the final battle Not one step away.

At the last step, there is bound to be a battle, Wen Xucong frowned slightly, what will happen at that time.

The winner is the king, and the royal family also has its complicated secrets. It has nothing to do with Wen Xucong whether it is the king of Pingyang who wants to rebel or the beggars on the street. He died, but the little prime minister, who was not even afraid of death, felt unspeakably depressed, thinking that one day in the future, the two sides might be confronted by him and Du Xingqing, and Wen Xucong became a little bored.

Wen Xucong is not someone who knows that he doesn't like to go down this road, but still goes on.

"Master Hou." Wen Xucong raised his head and called out.

"What's the matter?" Du Xingqing turned his face slightly, shouting so, what are you doing so seriously.

"How much money did you spend on that piece of jade? I'll send the money back to the mansion."

"It's for you, it's not for selling you, you..." The young master frowned and wanted to lose his temper. When he turned his eyes and saw Wen Xu's fair side face, the anger dissipated, and he said dryly, "You Don't like it, are you angry?"

This has nothing to do with liking, Wen Xucong tightened her hand holding the flower: "I don't dislike it, young master, although it was a coincidence that you came out to hunt and met me, but the prince..."

"No," Du Xingqing said honestly, "I came here specifically to find you."

What a coincidence, Du Xingqing kept track of the young prime minister, and when he saw Wen Xucong walking into the woods, he followed him non-stop as soon as the teacup was put down.

……

This sentence was honestly caught off guard, Wen Xucong blinked his eyes, a little weak: "You,"

"What's wrong with me!" Du Xingqing smiled suavely, hooked Wen Xucong's shoulders, held his hand in one hand, and walked out with Wen Xucong as before: "I'm such an old man, who did I meet when I came out, and who was with whom?" Talking together, which family's young master is having a good time with him, does my father care about that too?"

"Ok?"

"Really," the young master, who didn't care if he knew it in his heart, said seriously, "My father said that we should have harmony and love with our classmates, and read poems and books together. Between the same bed and the window, these are the things that should be done.”

"Hmm! It's true." Du Xingqing turned Wen Xucong's puzzled head back with a confident expression.

Wen Xucong was holding the flower in his arms, and Du Xingqing was pulling his elbow again. He had no time to spare, so he could only shake his head and shake off the claw on his head.

The two walked towards where they came from. The taller boy held the shorter boy in his arms. From a distance, they seemed to be holding each other and leaning against each other, with strong affection.

Actually it is like this,

"You let go, I can go."

"The mountain road is rough, I will help you to walk, classmates, you are welcome."

"This section of the road is still in the forest, and it is not rough."

"The forest is even more dangerous. A poisonous snake may swim out of the grass, or a wild boar may come out of the mountains. What should you do if you are bitten by your delicate and expensive son? Classmates! You don't have to be polite."

"There are no beasts now, put your hand down." Wen Xucong looked at the hand on his waist coldly.

Du Xingqing didn't let go, and hugged the person even tighter with his hands: "Be careful, if something bad comes out, the young master will run fast with you, I'm afraid I won't be in time."

You are the biggest bad thing, the flowers in Wen Xucong's hands were squeezed together by his bump, and the petals rustled down, Wen Xucong raised his head, and looked at Du Xingqing with ice and snow in his eyes glance.

Du Xingqing had a bad feeling in his heart.

Before she had time to say anything to muddle through the matter, Wen Xucong stood still, and waved her uninjured hand back fiercely.

"Well!"

Du Xingqing clutched his stomach, staggered a step on his hind legs, and raised his head in disbelief: "You are so ruthless!"

"There are more ruthless ones," Wen Xucong arranged the messy flower branches, and looked at Du Xingqing after hearing the words: "Do you want to try?"

"No, no, no!" Du Xingqing waved his hands, and walked honestly beside Wen Xucong, without moving his hands again: "Please, please."

Wen Xu glanced at the heels of Du Xingqing's clothes who followed quickly, but didn't say anything, the expression on his face seemed to soften a lot, and he didn't think about anything else after Du Xingqing made such a joke, just like that Bar!

Let's talk about it some time later, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the flowers and plants in the forest were dyed with a layer of golden light, Du Xingqing was chattering and chattering endlessly in his ears, the cuffs of the two were fluttering and falling in the wind, Wen Xuchen sighed silently again Take a breath.