Sixty-six
Xiao Weixin put down the wine jug, smiled and hooked his finger at him, and whispered, "Come here."
Although this was a bit like ordering a puppy around, You Shu still unconsciously moved over, "Your Majesty."
"Sit down." Xiao Weixin's tone sounded very light, but it also contained something inexplicable.
With You Shu's cautious personality, he should have been able to notice something unusual about Xiao Weixin. Unfortunately, his mind was full of thoughts about the gift he was going to give, and he felt a little nervous, so he didn't notice anything was wrong.
You Shu sat down obediently, hesitating whether to speak first. Xiao Weixin supported his chin with one hand and admired the melancholy between his brows, but deliberately asked him maliciously: "Don't you have training today? Why did you come here suddenly?"
"Originally, there was." You Shu replied honestly, "But my subordinates found a chance to slip out."
Xiao Weixin raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Shu is Xie Feiyuan's most obedient and sensible subordinate. He has never missed a training session in all these years and is always the first to finish. He never slacks off easily. But today he was absent as an exception, which is really unlike his usual character.
When Xiao Weixin thought that he became like this for his own sake, he felt indescribably happy.
"Really..." Xiao Weixin smiled, "Have you had your meal?"
You Shu shook his head: "Not yet."
He was restless the whole morning, fearing that the things he gave out would not be liked, and was also thinking about what to say when he met him later. So as soon as the training ended at noon, he went straight to his room without even taking time to eat.
"Let's eat first. We can talk about it later." Xiao Weixin asked Hua Chun to bring out the food that was warming up in the small kitchen. He had no appetite when he ate at the same table with that woman just now, so it was a good opportunity for him to eat more with Xiao Shu.
Hua Chun quickly led the maids to set the table full of delicious dishes. After realizing her prince's intention, she bowed and left, closing the door. She also kindly told all the servants that they did not need to wait outside the house today and could just take a rest.
You Shu was also hungry. He had long been accustomed to eating at the same table with Xiao Weixin, and he was no longer as restrained as he was at the beginning. He ate happily. Before, he always felt that Xiao Weixin's bowl was too delicate. A bowl of rice was gone after a few bites. He felt embarrassed every time he stood up to get more rice. Later, Xiao Weixin asked someone to change him to a large bowl, the mouth of which was bigger than his face, so that Xiao Shu would not have to worry about whether to get more rice when eating.
You Shu was serving Xiao Weixin while he was eating, and would stop from time to time to use his serving chopsticks to pick up some dishes he thought were delicious for him. But as he was eating, he realized that he seemed to be the only one who was eating attentively. His prince was very slow in picking up his chopsticks and was staring at him most of the time.
"Prince, aren't you hungry?" You Shu wondered. Just now he heard that he and Zhou Wan had no appetite, so why didn't he eat again
Xiao Weixin shook his head and looked at him with a half-smile: "I am indeed hungry, but... I am still waiting for the best thing to be served."
"What else?" When You Shu heard that there was something delicious, his ears immediately perked up and he was very excited.
Xiao Weixin's smile deepened, and he said softly, "You'll know in a moment."
You Shu looked up and met his eyes. He was stunned for a long time. He felt inexplicably that the look in the prince's eyes was very similar to the look of the canteen chef when he was raising pigs, waiting to fatten them up and slaughter them.
You Shu felt that there must be something wrong with him. How could he mix his prince with a pig farmer
He ate two large bowls of rice and felt that he had had enough. He put down his chopsticks and saw the wine pot on the table. He suddenly remembered what day it was today, and he was busy eating. He said shamefully: "Your Majesty, how about I toast you a glass?"
He scratched his face embarrassedly, "I came here to celebrate your birthday, but ended up eating it myself."
Xiao Weixin's eyes fell on the wine pot made of emerald green jade, and his eyes were deep: "Do you really want to drink?"
"Of course." You Shu stood up and took the initiative to fill the wine glass in front of Xiao Weixin, and poured himself a glass, "Today is the prince's birthday. On such a good day, I wish the prince a long life and great success in his career."
You Shu couldn't come up with a nice toast, so he just said one sentence dryly, then raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp sincerely and happily.
Xiao Weixin played with the wine glass in his hand but didn't rush to drink it. He asked again: "Is that all?"
You Shu blushed, coughed lightly, and sat down. After groping for a long time, he finally took out a small wooden box from his inner shirt. "This is a gift for the prince."
"Is there a gift?" Xiao Weixin hypocritically stretched out his hand to take it, guessing what it was.
The wooden box was not delicate and looked like something crudely made at the last minute, but Xiao Weixin didn't care. After opening it carefully, he found only a strange-looking clay puppet inside.
"What is this?" Xiao Weixin frowned, holding the black clay figure with disgust, wondering if Xiao Shu was joking with him.
You Shu's blush deepened. He knew this thing was not good enough, but it was the best of his many works. At least it was a person. "It's... It's the prince I made."
"What!?" Xiao Weixin frowned even deeper. He stared at the ghost thing whose facial features could not be seen in disbelief, and then looked at You Shu, "In your eyes, this is how honorable I am?"
"No..." You Shu lowered his head in shame, "I... I can't find anything that can make you happy."
He was a little frustrated. "Your Majesty has a lot of gold, silver, jade and stones, but all my things were given by you. To be honest, I don't have anything good to match them."
“So I thought if I did something myself, maybe it would be different.”
Xiao Weixin's expression became much better. He took the little clay figurine in his hand and played with it repeatedly. His tone was a little softer than before: "Even if this is the case, there is no need to make me so ugly."
You Shu lowered his head in embarrassment.
"I just realized yesterday that everyone has their own specialties."
He has it so hard.
As a straight man, the "best gift" You Shu can think of must be one he made by himself, so that it can be considered sincere.
In the past, his roommate would always give homemade handbags to girls when courting them, and it was said that girls liked them very much, so he subconsciously thought that everyone liked this sincerity. But after learning from the clay figurine master for a while, he realized that he really had no talent for handicrafts. No matter what color the clay was, it would turn into a black mess in his hands. Even the master thought he was useless and could never catch up.
Seeing him in a low mood, Xiao Weixin suddenly imagined the little shadow guard frowning and clumsily kneading clay bit by bit under the lamp. His hands were born for swords, but for himself, he was doing these things that he was not familiar with at all.
He gently stroked the rough clay figure and said insincerely, "I was mistaken just now. If you look closely, this little figure is well made. The eyebrows and eyes are still... still like the real thing."
Although You Shu knew that he was just comforting himself, he was still a little moved. My prince is so gentle and kind.
"I'll toast to His Majesty again!" You Shu was so moved that he poured himself another glass.
In order to make up for the inconsiderateness of his gift, You Shu drank three cups in a row to apologize.
But not long after he drank three glasses of wine, he suddenly felt an inexplicable heat coming from somewhere in his body. That heat was not the same as the summer heat. It was like... a fire bursting out from inside his body. He had to take off his clothes and find a place to rub against it in order to cool down.
"Is there no ice in the prince's room to cool down today?" You Shu felt strange because it was quite cool when he came in just now.
Xiao Weixin didn't even take a sip of the wine in front of him. He looked at You Shu's gradually flushed face and pretended to be puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"
You Shu soon felt as if he was burning in fire, his entire body clamoring for him to take off his clothes. His mind told him that the current situation was definitely not normal, and as a shadow guard, he was the first to notice the abnormality of the pot of wine.
"Your Majesty, be careful! That wine... has problems..."
Even at this time, You Shu still remembered to remind his own prince to be safe. However, Xiao Weixin, the instigator, had no conscience. Instead, he came forward and gently touched You Shu's face, teasing with a smile: "Does it hurt?"
"You can come closer to me."
You Shu felt that he must be crazy. Just looking at his prince's face made him have the urge to do something. This was too beastly.
"I'll take you to rest." Xiao Weixin smiled, stood up, bent down, picked up You Shu easily, and walked steadily to the bedside, not showing his usual weak and gentle appearance at all.
You Shu's mind was in a mess. He understood something subconsciously, but he also felt vaguely that he was willing.
As long as that person is Xiao Weixin, he can accept anything.
The moment You Shu's back touched the silky and cool bed, he completely accepted everything that was about to happen. Although his mind was no longer clear at this time, he could still vaguely see Xiao Weixin taking off his clothes, shoes and socks.
He stared in a daze as the green gauze curtain was gently lowered and naturally drooped in a beautiful arc, and he had no intention of struggling at all.
"Xiao Shu..." Xiao Weixin sighed softly and leaned down slowly, "I love you..."
You Shu couldn't hear what was said next, because he unceremoniously reached out and rudely pulled Xiao Weixin down.
We are all grown men. If you need anything, you can do it yourself to have enough food and clothing. Why are you hesitating
———
Facts have proved that Xiao Weixin's bed is indeed made of red nanmu wood, and the craftsman's craftsmanship is really good. After a whole day and night of tossing and turning, it still stands firmly on the ground. From behind the screen, you can vaguely see the fierce battle under the green gauze tent, from noon to dusk, from dusk to late night, and from late night to dawn.
During this time, You Shu even came out of the tent, ate a bowl of longevity noodles leisurely, and then climbed back in to continue. It was not until the next morning that the shaking of the bed gradually subsided.
A few hours later, You Shu got up, put on his clothes quietly, and climbed out of the window stealthily. If you ignore the hand that was supporting his waist from time to time, he looked no different from usual.
When Xiao Weixin got up in the afternoon, he found that there was no one around him. He touched the empty seat, with some tenderness in his eyes.
Hua Chun walked in, first congratulated him in a low voice, and then came over to help him dress, without even looking up at him.
"Where are the others?" Xiao Weixin thought that it was Xiao Shu's first time last night, and he treated him so recklessly. Even if he was strong, he would not be able to bear it, so he planned to go see him later.
Hua Chun replied in a low voice: "Young Master..."
"Go and see for yourself."
Xiao Weixin didn't hear anything strange in her words. After getting dressed, he went to the training camp refreshed.
As a result, he had just walked a few steps into the camp when a huge fat rabbit rushed over, kicked him and quickly fled. Before Xiao Weixin could react, he saw someone training hard in a field not far away, sweating profusely.
Xiao Weixin: “…”
You Shu turned around and saw him running towards her, "Your Majesty."
Xiao Weixin: “…”
He looked the man in front of him from head to toe, his face hesitant and uncertain.
He had been making love with her in bed with her for the entire night, but as soon as this man got out of bed he could dance with his sword with great vigor. Was this a slap in his face
Doesn’t the storybook say that women who have sex for the first time are usually too weak to get out of bed, and may even catch a cold or fever? ?
He had asked Huachun to prepare the ointment, but what was going on with his Xiaoshu? ? ?
Is this lively person a normal person
Is it because I am not capable of this? ? ?