Meng Dong

After the rain, the sky clears, the clouds clear and the sun rises.

The sun scorched the earth like revenge, as if it wanted to make up for the delay of the previous few days. Jiangling City, which had been plagued by heavy rain for many days, entered midsummer again in an instant.

But in one morning, all the water vapor on the street was evaporated away.Passers-by came and went in a hurry, nothing more than necessary things, no one was willing to stay too long under such a vicious sun.

Meng Dong was wearing a gown with a round neck and small sleeves. Although it looked neat and tidy, it wrapped the whole body tightly. In addition, to match this gown remade from Hufu, he also wore a pair of leather boots. This made Meng Dong, who was used to wearing undressed coats on weekdays, and would change into high-toothed clogs when the weather was hot, feel even more sweltering. In just a short while, sweat soaked his close-fitting shorts.

But Meng Dong didn't show it at all, even though he couldn't understand why the Nanjun king liked such a robe, he still accepted the "kindness" specially prepared by his mother.

After all, he has already decided to enter the palace. In order to live a more satisfactory life in the future, he should also please the Nanjun king.

Even though he hadn't started yet, Meng Dong felt that he might fall out of favor - he waited in the Qiwu Pavilion for a long time, but he didn't see any carriages and horses from the Nanjun Palace.Earlier I heard that Nanjun King is a person who lingers in the flowers but never stops. Could it be said that he regretted it yesterday when he woke up today on a whim?

But Meng Dong was never one to sit still, so how could he let the chance slip away in vain?

Meng Dong raised his head, glanced at the gate of Nanjun Prince's Mansion in front of him, turned his head and glanced at the young man behind him who was carrying the burden for him, the young man had a bitter face, and reluctantly stepped forward to knock on the door.Meng Dong saw his expression fully in his eyes, but didn't say much, he just arranged his clothes to make himself look more decent.

After a while, the door opened from the inside, and the person who came out looked curiously at the bundle in the boy's hand, and then turned his gaze to Meng Dong, wondering, "Who are you looking for, sir?"

Meng Dong smiled slightly: "Please help me to send a message to the prince, just say, Meng Dong in Qiwu Hall is asking to see you."

"The Habitat Hall?"

The Xiwu Hall is quite famous in Jiangling City, the man's gaze on Meng Dong was much more complicated, and after looking him over, he nodded, and no longer had any politeness, He said lightly: "Wait a moment." Then he closed the door behind his hand.

Meng Dong didn't feel any embarrassment at being locked out of the door like this. On the contrary, the boy behind him had an extremely ugly expression on his face.Meng Dong secretly observed the boy's expression, only thought it was very funny.

For Meng Dong's going to the Nanjun Palace, his mother who rarely showed up attached great importance to it. Not only did she send a special trip to send clothes, but she also disliked that Meng Dong's original servant was not sensible enough. She was afraid that the Palace would ruin Meng Dong's affairs. He brought a capable young man by his side to accompany Meng Dong.

It's just that this young man has been by the old lady's side for too long, and for the sake of the old lady, Qiwu Pavilion is respectful and respectful when contacting him. As time goes by, his temper has increased a lot, and he can't stand the slightest grievance.

Meng Dong bent his lips to hide his smile.In fact, he was somewhat looking forward to what kind of expression his mother would have if this capable young man ruined his affairs.

In the palace of Nanjun Prince, the hangover Yan Hongcai just woke up, and was lazily leaning on the soft bed and slowly drinking the unpalatable hangover tea. Qingming waited carefully by his side, but unexpectedly the door suddenly Someone knocked, disturbing the silence in the room.Qingming glanced at Yan Hong's still sleepy face, seeing that he didn't respond, she got up and went to the door and asked a few words in a low voice, then returned to the room, bowed and said, "My lord, there is someone outside the house asking to see you."

Yan Hong raised his eyelids, and yawned: "Who, it's not safe to live early in the morning. Is this king forgetting to see no one when he wakes up early?"

Qingming automatically blocked the phrase "early morning" in Yan Hong's words, and said calmly, "It is said to be Meng Dong in Qiwu Pavilion."

Yan Hong raised his eyes in surprise, thought for a while, and asked in doubt: "Didn't you say that this person has some problems with his identity and cannot be brought to the mansion?"

"Yes, my lord, no one in the mansion came to pick him up. It was that Mr. Meng Dong who came to our manor to beg to see you."

"Did you deliver it yourself?" Yan Hong slightly raised his eyebrows, his eyes drifted away, and he remembered something, and the corners of his mouth raised accordingly, "I want to see, the young master of the largest land of love and moon in Jiangling City is so active. What's the purpose of being a man's favorite at someone's door?" He put down the teacup in his hand, and raised his chin towards Qingming, "Everyone has been sent to the door, do you still want to be driven out? Please come in!"

Ever since Qingming heard her prince mention it the day before, she has been curious about what that Mr. Meng Dong looks like, which made her prince move his mind to bring him into the mansion. After all these years, he followed Yan Hong also saw a lot of handsome men and women around him, and I don’t know how many of them tried their best to get into the palace. It must be a bit different for someone who is about to pick it up after seeing it once.

Just as he was thinking, the porter led a young man into the inner courtyard.Qingming stood at the door of the room and couldn't help but look at the man.I saw him wearing a blue gown with round neck and small sleeves. He was slender, with a straight back, as tall and straight as a green bamboo.

Qingming couldn't help but slander her, but she was quite appetizing. It seemed that she had investigated her lord's preferences beforehand. Among other things, just this small-sleeved gown was enough to gain points in front of the lord.He raised his eyebrows, turned his gaze upwards, and saw Meng Dong's face.

Qingming hadn't read much, and couldn't speak like his prince, so she didn't know how to describe her with such a face.It was a face that was too prominent, so prominent that Qingming subconsciously felt that such a face should not appear on a man.

Qing Ming didn't know if it was because of his background that he was preconceived. He always felt that when he looked at people, there was an amorous charm in his smiling eyes, which reminded him of those charming fox monsters in the picture books. I am glad that my princes are not those scholars who have never seen the world and cannot withstand the temptation.

But what makes people feel strange is that such a face paired with his elegant attire adds a bit of a scholarly temperament in addition to being stunning, but it doesn't make people feel out of harmony.

Qingming's gaze stayed on Meng Dong's face for too long, Meng Dong couldn't help but tilt his head, and said with doubts: "Is the prince not here?"

Qingming came back to her senses, shook her head vigorously, took a step back, and pushed open the door for Meng Dong: "The prince is waiting for the young master in the room."

Meng Dong nodded slightly, and smiled sincerely at Qing Ming: "Trouble."

Qingming stared at the smiling face for a while, then turned her eyes away: "Master, let's go in quickly, don't make my lord wait in a hurry."

Meng Dong also stopped being polite, and entered the room without looking back.

Qingming stood outside the door, looking in quietly with her head. After seeing the undisguised surprise in the eyes of her lord when he saw this person, she couldn't help feeling worried. The lord, he should be able to withstand the temptation, right?

In the room, Yan Hong was completely unaware of Qingming's worries outside the door. Although he ordered Meng Dong to be invited in, he had no intention of getting up at all. He still maintained the posture just now, leaning against the soft bed, and was still wearing the morning dress. With a thin shirt with wrinkles, the whole body reveals obvious laziness and sleepiness.If it wasn't for any changes, it would be that the hangover tea he was holding just now was replaced by a delicate porcelain bottle, and Meng Dong had already stood in front of him, pouring out two reddish-brown pills from the porcelain bottle, wrinkled He swallowed it with a frown, took a long time to let out a long breath, and raised his eyes to Meng Dong who had been standing in front of him for a while: "Young Master Meng came here uninvited, he must have something important to do?"

Meng Dong glanced at the porcelain bottle he was still playing with, wondering if it was his illusion, he always felt that after taking those two pills, the king of Nanjun obviously regained his energy, which reminded him immediately of the medicine he heard earlier. There were some rumors in the past, but they did not show the slightest on the surface. Instead, the corners of the lips were raised, and a smile appeared in the eyes of the brows: "My lord, in the attic of the Xiwu Pavilion yesterday, in front of Mr. Xu Fu, you promised Today, I did not dare to bother the people in the palace when I was accepted into the mansion, so why did I come here uninvited?"

Yan Hong raised his eyelids and saw Meng Dong's smile. Before the other party could react, he got up suddenly and walked in front of Meng Dong in a few steps. Just when Meng Dong thought he would do something, Yan Hong just put his hands on his back. Behind him, taking advantage of his height, he condescendingly looked at Meng Dong.

Facing Yan Hong's scrutiny, Meng Dong was not timid, but instead blinked: "My lord looks at me like this, but do you think I'm wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with what you said," Yan Hong suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed Meng Dong's chin, making those always smiling eyes look at him, "This way of dressing today is indeed more pleasing to the eye than that wet robe that day This face is even more memorable." Yan Hong narrowed his eyes, slowly let go of his hand, and kneaded the fingertips of two fingers as if he still had something to say, after a long while, he continued slowly, "But this king today When I woke up, I suddenly felt no interest. Although I said the words myself yesterday, but today, this king is planning to go back on his word. So, even the young master of Qiwu Pavilion, there is no reason to forcefully send it to the door, right? Besides, this Jiangling City, I, Yan Hong, can still be the master, right?"

The author has something to say:

Qingming: Longevity!My prince is about to be abducted by a vixen!

Meng Dong: Huh?who?Vixen?where?Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Shanwai Chunshan and Xiaoxiong 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!