Jiang Li's tongue twister was so fast that Xiao Qiheng had already read it before he realized what he was reading. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Qiheng only understood the first word "eight".
Jiang Li noticed the somewhat bewildered expression, chuckled inwardly, but said, "Your Highness, don't you think it's very interesting? My servant will recite another paragraph for you!"
"Wait..." Xiao Qiheng just wanted to stop him, when he opened his mouth and said, "Green grapes, purple grapes, green grapes, no purple grapes, purple eat grapes, don't spit grape skins, don't eat grapes, throw up grape skins!"
Xiao Qiheng: "..." Gu Zhen owed you in his previous life.
Seeing Xiao Qiheng's indescribable expression, Jiang Li held back his laughter so much that his mouth almost twitched, and pinched his thigh with his fingers on the side, before he could bear it: "Your Highness, do you still want to hear it?"
Xiao Qiheng's face darkened. If he continued to listen, he would be pissed off sooner or later. He threw the collection of poems in his hand on the table, and said with a sullen face, "It's a mess, what are you reading."
"Tongue twister." Jiang Li took into account his hard-spoken and soft-hearted nature, not afraid of his face at all, and repeated it word by word, "Twist, mouth, order."
"you… "
"Your Highness!"
At this time, Zhao Qing came in from the outside with hurried steps, as if he had something urgent to report.
Jiang Li resigned tactfully, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Xiao Qiheng say from behind: "Stop."
When he turned around, a book was thrown head-on, and he quickly reached out to catch it. He saw that it was the collection of Yubayashi's poems he was reading recently. He looked at Xiao Qiheng in puzzlement. He said without hesitation: "Take it, copy it from the beginning, and give it to me tomorrow."
Jiang Li: "..." If you don't do it, you won't die.
After he left, Zhao Qing glanced at the closed door and asked Xiao Qiheng with a smile: "Your Highness, why did you punish Jiang Li for copying books again? Isn't this the most annoying thing for him?"
Xiao Qiheng glanced at him: "Why, do you want to copy it for him?"
"No, no, no." Zhao Qing waved his hands quickly, he would rather practice kung fu for a day than copy a book, "I'm just asking, just asking."
Xiao Qiheng opened the letter, quickly read the contents inside, threw the letter into the fire beside him and burned it, tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and said: "Arrange Ziyao and others to enter the palace. "
"Yes." Zhao Qing nodded, "Your Highness, that side of Xiyang Pass..."
"No problem." Xiao Qiheng said, took a pen to write a few words on the paper, and stuffed it into a new envelope.
If Jiang Li were here, he would find that Xiao Qiheng's handwriting at this time was very different from what he usually wrote.
Zhao Qing stepped forward to receive the letter, sealed it with beeswax, and immediately took out another letter from his bosom, and handed it to Xiao Qiheng: "This is a letter from Young Master Zheng Yu."
Xiao Qiheng took it over and took a look, and found that it was all nonsense as usual, so he simply threw it into the oven and burned it.
Seeing this, Zhao Qing thought that the letters His Royal Highness has sent back to the young master for so many years can be counted with two hands, and most of them are "read", so the young master still insists on writing letters back, it is really touching brotherhood.
On the other side, after Jiang Li came out of the main hall, he held the pear that came out of the hall in one hand, and the book of poems by Habayashi in the other, almost crying without tears.
"Master Host." The system said, "The facts tell us, don't get carried away."
"You're right." Jiang Li was deeply touched, and stuffed the collection of poems into his arms.
It has entered deep winter now, although there is no snow, but the weather is extremely cold, it is good to have a charcoal fire in the hall, once outside, you can feel the wind blowing in from your neck, it is bitingly cold.
Jiang Li shrank his neck, breathed into his palms, warmed his palms, and turned to go to the dining room.
During this period of time, he insisted on cooking a cup of medicinal soup for Xiao Qiheng every day. Most of the medicinal materials were exchanged for points from the system mall, which was much better than what he received at the department pharmacy, and it was of great help to recuperate Xiao Qiheng's body.
Nanny Zhou, who was busy in the small yard of the kitchen, saw him coming, stopped turning her hands in the sun, and said with a smile, "Xiao Li is here."
Since Jiang Li returned to his real name, everyone no longer called him "Xiao Ion", but Mother Zhou felt that calling Jiang Li was a little strange, so she simply called him Xiao Li.
"Mommy, what are you doing?" Jiang Li walked over and saw straw mushrooms on the sieve.
"There are a lot of straw mushrooms I brought back today, I'll dry them out." Nanny Zhou said, "Why are you here? Don't you need to study with His Royal Highness?"
"Your Highness and Big Brother Zhao have something to talk about, I'll come over and cook him something to drink." Jiang Li put the pears aside and helped her empty the straw mushrooms from the basket, "Is there anything else I can do to help?" ?"
"No, no, no." Nanny Zhou waved her hand with a smile, "I haven't put out the fire on the stove yet, so go quickly."
"it is good."
Jiang Li went to the kitchen, washed the pears, and cut them into pieces.
In the past two days, Xiao Qiheng had a cough. The imperial physician came to see him in the morning and said that it was a cough caused by lung heat. He prescribed a prescription, but Xiao Qiheng was unwilling to take the medicine and would rather just cough like this.
Chuanbei Bingtang Sydney has the effect of relieving cough and reducing phlegm, so he specially came here to make a stew for Xiao Qiheng.
When he finished the stew and took it back, Zhao Qing had already left, and Xiao Qiheng was sitting alone on the desk looking through the copybooks he had practiced these days.
Jiang Li put the food box on the table, took out rock sugar Sydney and put it in Xiao Qiheng's hand, opened the lid and said, "Your Highness, drink something, it will relieve your cough and moisten your lungs."
As soon as the rock sugar Sydney was taken out of the pot, it was brought over. As soon as the lid was removed, a sweet smell wafted out along with the heat, and penetrated into Xiao Qiheng's nose. He put down the copybook in his hand, looked down at the pear in the porcelain cup, then looked up at Jiang Li: "Did you boil it?"
"Yeah!" Jiang Li nodded, and pushed the porcelain cup in front of him, "Sweet, drink it."
Xiao Qiheng: "..." I always feel that this sentence "sweet" has a feeling of coaxing a child.
In addition to the sweetness of pear and rock sugar, there is also the bitterness of Sisi Chuanbei in Bingtang Sydney. The two restrain each other, and the taste is mixed just right.
After drinking the cup, Xiao Qiheng felt that the stuffy feeling in his throat seemed to be a little better. As soon as he put down the porcelain gu, he heard Jiang Li ask, "Is it good? Your Highness?"
"It's not bad." Xiao Qiheng said, thinking that it is indeed better than soup.
"Then for the sake of the servant's dedication, let's discuss it, so we don't need to copy the poetry anthology?" Jiang Li asked expectantly.
Xiao Qiheng looked at him: "Haggle? Want to copy another copy?"
"... half a copy, okay?" Jiang Li clasped his hands together, "Half a copy! I massage you every night, and after copying a copy, my fingers cramp."
Xiao Qiheng saw his wrinkled face, his pitiful appearance, and he even called himself "I". It seemed that he was extremely unwilling to copy poetry collections, so he pondered for a while, and said, "All right."
Jiang Li's face showed joy: "Your Highness, you are really a..."
Xiao Qiheng interrupted him: "Let's practice piano instead."
The word "practicing the piano" made Jiang Li swallow the rest of the word "good man", thinking he heard it wrong: "practicing the piano?"
"En." Xiao Qiheng nodded, "Go get the phoenix tail, and start learning the piano today."
Jiang Li: "..." No, to be reasonable, I didn't need to be so versatile when I was in the showbiz in the real world, let alone I'm just a eunuch! ! Can you let me go? ! !
Seeing Jiang Li's unlovable expression, Xiao Qiheng was in a very happy mood, and thought to himself, I don't believe that I can't cure you.
In the end, Xiao Qiheng didn't let him go. From then on, he added another task to his daily life - learning Guqin.
Jiang Li often couldn't help thinking that he was probably the most versatile eunuch in this palace.
In the busy days, Jiang Li ushered in his first New Year's Eve in this world.
Even on this extraordinary day, Qinghe Hall was still a place forgotten by everyone, even Xiao Qiheng was not present at the New Year's Eve banquet hosted by the emperor.
Xiao Qiheng didn't care about this, he had already gotten used to it over the years.
His mother has passed away, and his grandfather also died of injustice. To him, whether or not New Year's Eve is not meaningful, it is no different from every day in the past.
These years, he didn't speak a word, and the other people in Qinghe Hall didn't dare to mention the New Year's Eve, they just added two extra dishes to the dinner.
But this year with Jiang Li around, the situation is different.
When the end of the new year was approaching, Jiang Li took Cui Ya and they cleaned the entire Qinghe Hall inside and out, and then replaced each door with new red lanterns, and pasted new grilles on the windows. It's not that the palace is not allowed to set off firecrackers privately, he also wants to prepare two rolls of firecrackers to set off.
Of course, he had already asked Xiao Qiheng for instructions before preparing these, and he did it only after getting permission.
While they were busy, Xiao Qiheng was practicing calligraphy alone in the study. After practicing for a short time, there was a knock on the door, and then Jiang Li's voice came: "Your Highness, can the slave come in?"
"Come in." Xiao Qiheng put down the pen in his hand and saw him push the door in.
Jiang Li was holding a bunch of plum blossoms in his hand, and as he strolled over, Xiao Qiheng smelled a clear fragrance.
"I'll change some freshly bloomed plum blossoms for you." Jiang Li said, walked to the vase, took off the withered plum blossoms inside, inserted a few blooming branches into it, and then left Xiao Qiheng alone , backed out.
The door was gently closed, and Xiao Qiheng was left alone in the room. Xiao Qiheng looked at the plum blossoms in the vase for a long time, and lightly curled the corners of his lips. Instead of practicing calligraphy, he turned his wheelchair out of the study.
There are also small lanterns hung on the trees and under the corridors in the yard, which does seem to have a somewhat joyful atmosphere.
Qinghe Hall has always been deserted, and it has been a long time since I saw such a dress, Xiao Qiheng couldn't help but take a second look, and saw that there was a small lantern that was not hung securely, and fell into the flowerbed under the tree when the wind blew.
He turned the wheelchair over, reached out to pick up the little lantern, turned around, and found that there were words written on it, and he couldn't help being stunned after seeing the content clearly.
—I hope His Royal Highness is safe and happy.
It was Jiang Li's handwriting, and he could tell it at a glance.
He looked up at several other lanterns on the tree, each of which had a line of small characters, all with the same content.
There are several lanterns hanging on every tree in the whole yard.
Xiao Qiheng didn't know when Jiang Li wrote it. He didn't tell him about it, and he didn't ask himself for credit as usual. If he didn't pick it up on a whim, he might never find out.
And Jiang Li, that little bastard, usually hates practicing calligraphy the most.
Looking at this small line of characters, Jiang Li's image of Jiang Li lying on the table and writing them down stroke by stroke appeared in Xiao Qiheng's mind. At that moment, his heart that had been cold for many years suddenly seemed to be covered with the palm of his hand, Covered a trace of warmth.
Just as he was stroking the lantern in his hand, the voices of Nanny Zhou and Cui Ya came from half the wall.
"Mommy, today is New Year's Eve. I don't know what my mother and the others are doing. I haven't been home for New Year's Eve for several years."
"Silly girl, your mother must be thinking of you just like you."
"That's right, I really hope to reach the age of leaving the palace soon."
"..."
Xiao Qiheng glanced in the direction of the wall, put the lantern back in his hand, and turned the wheelchair to the direction of the main hall.
Not long after dinner, Jiang Li and Xiao Qiheng were in the hall, one reading a book and the other practicing calligraphy.
Suddenly there was the sound of fireworks outside. Jiang Li heard the sound, put down his pen and pushed Xiao Qiheng to the door, and saw that the night was lit up by colorful fireworks.
Looking at the direction of the fireworks, the location of the fireworks should be where the emperor held a banquet, which is a little far away from the Qinghe Hall, so the view is not complete.
Jiang Li looked at the fireworks that exploded in the air and then scattered around, feeling a little dazed, remembering the scene when Chi Fang dragged him to the suburbs to set off fireworks.
Even if the other party is still by his side, he no longer remembers the past between them, and he is the only one chasing life after life.
Xiao Qiheng who was next to him sensed that something was wrong with him, his immature face was full of age-appropriate loneliness, as if he had lost something important.
Accustomed to Jiang Li's usual ghostly and energetic appearance, Xiao Qiheng found that he didn't like his expression like this.
"What are you thinking?" Xiao Qiheng asked aloud, trying to bring his mind back.
"Huh?" Jiang Li returned to his senses, met his gaze, and smiled, "No, it's just that the fireworks are so beautiful that I was fascinated by them for a while."
"You like it?"
"I like it." Jiang Li looked at the beauty falling and rising in the distance, and said softly, "I like it very much."
But I prefer what you put for me.
Xiao Qiheng looked at him for a while, remembering the conversation between Cui Ya and Nanny Zhou in the afternoon, thinking that he was homesick, so he asked, "Do you want to leave the palace?"
"Leaving the palace?" Jiang Li didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, "Why did you leave the palace?"
"Don't you want to go home?" Xiao Qiheng asked.
Jiang Li shook his head and said, "My slave's parents are gone. For me now, the Palace of Harmony is my home. I don't want to go anywhere."
Xiao Qiheng looked at him, as if confirming the authenticity of his words. Jiang Li knew that he did not trust others easily because of his situation these years, so he knelt down, looked up at him slightly, and said seriously: "Your Highness, Everything I said is true, maybe you don't believe it, but as long as Your Highness doesn't drive me away, I will be His Highness's person for the rest of my life, and I will never betray you."
He didn't call himself a slave, but used "I", which is actually disrespectful given the disparity between the two identities, but under such an expression, it makes people feel like he is swearing with his life .
Xiao Qiheng met his eyes, saw the firmness in his eyes, and suddenly remembered the small line of words on the little lantern.
Xiao Qiheng's hands under the blanket on his knees were slightly clenched into fists. He slowly looked away, looked at the darkened sky in the distance, and said in a flat tone: "Remember what you said today."
Jiang Li smiled slightly, and looked at him tenderly: "Yes, Your Highness."
At the same time, the system reminded in his mind: "Congratulations to the host, the favorability of the male protagonist has increased by 10%, and the current favorability is 15%."
Because of the young age of this body, Jiang Li has never started to attack Xiao Qiheng, and now the increase to 15% is just a little favor of Xiao Qiheng after letting go of his guard, and has nothing to do with other feelings.
Jiang Li is not in a hurry, the real strategy will at least wait until this body reaches adulthood.
After massaging Xiao Qiheng's legs, Jiang Li left the bedroom.
After this period of massage, the blood vessels in Xiao Qiheng's legs have been dredged a lot, so the massage has been reduced from one hour to half an hour.
After staying in the main hall for a whole day, Jiang Li hadn't washed up yet, so he went back to his room and took his clothes to the shower room. Just as he took off his coat, he heard a system reminder: "System upgrade... 10%... 25%... 40%... 65%…”
upgrade
In Jiang Li's impression, the last upgrade was when the cutie was imprisoned in the black room in the last world. Now that he was upgraded again, he couldn't help worrying that it would be locked up again, so he quickly asked, "Cutie? Are you still there?!"
“… 78%… 90%… 100%… upgraded.”
"I'm here." The system replied aloud, "Thank you, Lord Host, for your concern. I'm fine. After the upgrade, the system runs much smoother."
"That's good." Jiang Li heaved a sigh of relief, and when he saw that it was fine, he prepared to take off his pants, "Why did you suddenly update?"
"Because the host's points have increased, so I have also upgraded." The system said, and brought up the virtual tablet of the game, "I just detected that after the system update, the items in the mall should also be updated a lot. Would you like to check it out?" a bit."
"Okay." Jiang Li stopped taking off his trousers, pulled a stool and sat down, and began to open the mall.
The things in the mall have indeed increased a lot. Jiang Li saw that several medicinal materials were useful to Xiao Qiheng, so he exchanged them with points, and exchanged them for two wooden massagers to help him massage.
Turning to the last page, Jiang Li's finger landed on one of the items.
"Returning Yang Pill."
Jiang Li read the name of the item. This is a new item. What caught his attention was not its name, but the very high exchange points, almost requiring all of Jiang Li's current points to exchange.
"What the hell is so expensive." Jiang Li said to himself, and clicked to check the properties of the item.
[item name] Huanyang Pill
[Effect of the product] It is specially used to treat various symptoms such as impotence, premature ejaculation, impotence, celestial castration, and human castration. Restore your manly body! Hard, tall and durable! Not a dream! !
Jiang Li: "..." The introduction of this mall is as simple and rude as ever!
"Master Host, this seems to be very suitable for you." The system reminded softly, "It's just a bit expensive."
"Can I have my eggs?!" Without further ado, Jiang Li exchanged the points for the Huanyang Pill. The points can be earned again, but if the eggs are gone, he can't grow them! !
After the exchange, Jiang Li clicked to use the item, and within half a minute of using it, he suddenly felt a little hot underneath, as if something had grown out. He reached out and touched his long-lost brother.
At this moment, Jiang Li had the urge to burst into tears. God knows that these days, every time he went to the toilet or took a bath, he felt an indescribable feeling.
System: "Congratulations to the host, do you have any thoughts on returning to the male body?"
With tears in his eyes, Jiang Li spit out a sentence: "A real man must have eggs."
system:"… "
It's simple, rude, and reasonable, and I can't refute it.