Duan Zhishaohua

I thought he and Dong'er were the only ones in the garden, but I didn't expect to hear the voices of other men.

Hearing this sound suddenly, Duan Shaohua looked around the garden in surprise, and also asked, "Who is it?"

Dong'er almost stood up too, not caring about patting off the snow all over her body, but stood beside Duan Shaohua nervously.

Coming from the depths of the garden, I can only see countless branches shaking closely, one after another.

Soon a man came out from the garden. He didn't open an umbrella, his head was covered with snow, and he said harshly, "Who are you, why are you standing here?"

Duan Shaohua stared at his face, but didn't know what to say for a while.

Just as he was hesitating, a few more people came out from the depths of the plum grove, Duan Shaohua took a quick look, and except for Pei Jing, they were all unfamiliar faces.

But those who can stand with Prince Jing must have a high status.

Seeing Pei Jing and the others for the first time, Duan Shaohua was shocked, how could he expect to meet Prince Jing here.

He could only kneel down hastily, "I was the one who was abrupt, and I didn't want the prince to be here, disturbing the prince's pleasure of admiring the flowers, and please forgive me."

When Duan Shaohua knelt down, Dong'er who was behind him was so shocked that he couldn't even hold the umbrella, and bumped into the prince, what should be done.

No matter how strong the fragrance of plum blossoms is, it loses its flavor and is silent for a while.

Kneeling in the icy white snow was not an easy task. The chill from the knees invaded the whole body from bottom to top, and he shivered after a while.

He knelt still, and he heard someone above laughing, but it was not Pei Jing, "Who are you?"

Duan Shaohua couldn't answer this question, who is he, and what should he say?

"Xiaomin is..."

He was thinking of making a speech when a sound broke in.

"He's the luthier in my house, and he's been here for a year." With certainty, she silently skipped over the fact that the male favorite was covered up by the luthier.

Duan Shaohua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that it was Pei Jing who said these words for him.

At the same time, he slightly raised his head and looked at the man standing beside Pei Jing.

It can be seen that his clothes are either rich or expensive, the boots are embroidered with dense patterns of gold thread, the waist is matched with beautiful jade, and he is wearing a mink fur cloak, which is extremely eye-catching.But if it was just a wealthy businessman or a high-ranking official, he would not have the guts to ask who he is in front of Prince Jing.

Is it equal to Prince Jing, or higher than him?

Duan Shaohua thought carefully and looked up again.

But this time he was stunned, that face that was three points similar to Pei Jing clearly showed something.

"Bold." A loud shout cut Duan Shaohua's mind, and the snow-covered man scolded: "What are you looking at!"

Only then did Duan Shaohua come back to his senses, and immediately lowered his head again.

But his heart was beating really hard, and a possibility of guessing swept his mind.

Royal affairs have never been secret, and the folks have long been familiar with it.The first emperor had five princes, two of whom died when the first emperor was still alive.Later, until now, the emperor ascended the throne, one went to the fiefdom to be the king of Zhenbei, and the other is the current Prince Jing.

King Zhenbei could not leave the fief to the capital without the will of the current emperor, and this person's clothes and temperament, as well as his face similar to that of Prince Jing.If it weren't for blood relatives, how could there be such a similarity.

Based on this inference, this person is very likely to be the current emperor.

Once he realizes this possibility, Duan Shaohua's heart almost jumps out of his chest, hitting the prince is a punishment or a punishment, but hitting today's world is a capital crime.

His hands trembled badly, no matter what, he is just a commoner, if this person is really today, seeing him like this is really a joy or a sorrow.

Kneeling for a while in panic, until the man who seemed to be the emperor said, "Get up."

Prince Jing didn't even open his mouth, but he spoke. In this way, Duan Shaohua became more sure of his guess.

He gritted his teeth to hide his great fear, and then slowly stood up.

The remaining snow on the knees seeped in, and there was a slight coolness swimming away.

But now I can't take care of it anymore, Duan Shaohua suppressed his panic and raised his head, this time he looked at the emperor in a legitimate way.

Needless to say, he was in his 30s, and he was full of spirit. The face that was three points similar to Pei Jing was smiling, showing a sense of elegance.

This is the biggest difference between him and Pei Jing, Pei Jing's coldness on the outside, viciousness on the inside, his reputation has already been established, and he is only terrified of him.But looking at this current man, he is gentle and bright-eyed. If one ignores his identity, one can see at a glance that he is an elegant young man.

Slowly, Duan Shaohua's mood also calmed down a bit, but he just stood there at a loss.

He flicked his eyes around, circling around the emperor, the man holding the umbrella beside him, and the man who questioned him earlier.Duan Shaohua thought to himself, if this is someone from the palace, it should be the father-in-law?

Thinking over and over again in his mind, Pei Jing found it funny to see him struggling.

This time it was him who questioned him, in a lukewarm manner, "Why are you here?"

"It really deserves to be damned for disturbing the lord's pleasure." Duan Shaohua bowed and said, "It's just that it's snowing heavily, and I thought the plum blossoms in the courtyard should also bloom. I'm greedy for a while, and I don't want the lord to be here."

This was the truth, but Pei Jing looked at it for a while, and later waved his hand, "Go down."

Duan Shaohua agreed and heaved a sigh of relief.Immediately picked up the umbrella and took a few steps back before leaving in a hurry.

He walked quickly, stepping on the snow, only listening to the rustling in the garden for a while.

Duan Shaohua just walked back in a hurry, his chest hadn't returned to normal, his feet were much faster than when he came, but Dong'er was panting all the way to chase.

When he got to his own place, his cheeks were flushed, he was gasping for breath, and his hair was disheveled.

Dong'er was even worse, all the pearls and hairpins were scattered, and he looked puzzled, why the young master was in such a hurry.

Duan Shaohua didn't notice her question, and drank a cup of tea as soon as he sat down, so he was relieved.

In the drinking room, a maid brought a basin of hot water with great eyesight, took a towel to wet it and wrung it dry, "My lord, wipe your face quickly."

Duan Shaohua finally regained his composure, turned around and looked at Dong'er's embarrassment, and smiled slightly: "You also go and clean up."

As soon as he said that, Dong'er also realized the embarrassment under the makeup, bent down a little, and left in a hurry.After a while, Duan Shaohua clearly heard Dong'er saying on the corridor: "Master, I went out to admire the flowers and caught the cold, go and cook a dose of ginger soup. Remember, it should be thicker, so as to drive out the cold."

Another servant girl responded with a few words, but soon fell silent.

Duan Shaohua was silent, slowly stroking the rim of the cup with his fingertips.It is thanks to Dong'er that she has been in the palace for so many days. She is considerate and careful, and takes care of people in every possible way.The only person who would be reluctant to leave in the future would be Dong'er.

But once again imagining leaving, the joy washed away a lot of the sudden reluctance.

After sitting for a while, I also drank a lot of hot tea, but my body suddenly became very cold.Duan Shaohua moved uncomfortably, only to realize that a large area of ​​the knee had been wet.The coldness of kneeling wet in the snow enveloped the entire thigh, and there was a tendency to extend it.

I blame myself for being confused, if I go on like this, I must catch the wind and cold.

He was changing out of his wet clothes when hot ginger soup was served.

Duan Shaohua was drinking milk to drive away the cold, while thinking about the experience in the plum garden just now.No matter how frightened he was before, the sense of honor to be able to meet the Son of Heaven is still irresistible.

After making up his mind, Duan Shaohua drank the ginger soup to the full.Is it strange that people say that the dragon has nine sons, each of which is different.Prince Jing has a weird temperament, which can be said to be tyrannical.However, today's day is like a warm spring breeze, so handsome and bright, it is hard to believe that he and Pei Jing are flesh and blood brothers.

The difference in this glance alone is enough to make Duan Shaohua feel emotional.

With ginger soup in his mouth, he was reminiscing in his mind, and he completely remembered the encounter in Meiyuan a few moments ago.In the end, I don't know whether it is confusion or clarity. I just feel that there is one thing or a trace of memory card that is not going up or down. It seems to be about to come out, but there is something missing.

The feeling of missing a corner in the memory cannot be fulfilled, Duan Shaohua thought about it, and when he finally broke through the barrier of memory, he stood up abruptly, his clothes trembling violently.

He remembered, the first person in the plum garden who asked him angrily, that familiar face turned out to be Yuan Jiazhang.