"Chen, you're not sleepy." Mu Hanzhang's ears turned even redder when he heard the words "return to the room".
Jing Shao felt that his appearance was really cute, raised his hand and closed the boring law book, and pulled him up: "I just happen to be not sleepy, let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
"Your Highness..." Mu Hanzhang was pulled by him and staggered to his feet. Seeing his high spirits, he had to follow him out, comforting himself that he might forget the thank-you gift in a while.
After leaving the study, he went around and walked into the garden.
"Wait for me." Stopping at the foot of the rockery, Jing Shao got into the cave and took out a small basket with a lid after a while.
"What is this?" Mu Hanzhang was a little curious, there were still things hidden in the garden of the palace, Jing Shao looked like a child secretly hiding toys.
Jing Shao smiled and didn't answer, just dragged him up to the highest dirt hill in the garden, where a delicate octagonal pavilion was built.
"You take it." Jing Shao handed the small basket to the person beside him, and when he took it, he reached out and hugged the person in his arms.
"My lord!" Mu Hanzhang exclaimed, and before he could react, he was already on top of the pavilion.
"This is the highest place in the palace," Jing Shao smiled and sat down between the tiles, and patted the seat next to him, "Come and sit."
Mu Hanzhang had to sit beside him slowly. The roof of the pavilion was sloping, and he always felt that it would slide down at any time.
Jing Shao found it amusing to see his cautious appearance, so he reached out and put his arms around his waist: "With me, I can't fall."
Being brought against Jing Shao by the strong arm, Mu Hanzhang moved and sat up straight, seeing that the hand on his waist didn't seem to want to let go, so he had to go. After all, they have worshipped heaven and earth, and now there is no one around, so there is no need to observe etiquette. Even if Jing Shao wants to do something more extreme, he can't resist.
Seeing that there was no objection from the people around him, Jing Shao continued to hug him generously: "This star picking pavilion is my favorite place in this palace. On a sunny night, I can see the stars in the sky."
Mu Hanzhang looked up with his hand, the sky was really full of stars, there was no eaves to block it, and the sky was all around, as if in the galaxy, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile: "It's so beautiful, I've never seen it before. Through such a complete star screen."
He is a concubine, so he can't be like Mu Lingbao's nonsense. Since he was a child in the Hou's mansion, he has to obey everywhere. If he takes a wrong step, there will be people waiting to see jokes, not to mention things like climbing the roof. If he is caught, it is estimated that He will be rewarded with a good beating by his father.
"Have you never climbed a tree when you were young?" Jing Shao was a little surprised. Boys must have been naughty when they were young. When he was a child, he often climbed the trees in the imperial garden to dig out bird nests. If the palace servants find out, they will be spanked by the mother, but the mother is always reluctant to play hard, so the next day, she will continue to do bad things.
Hearing Jingshao's "great achievements" when he was a child, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't expect the dignified prince to be so naughty when he was a child, but he couldn't help but envy. Teach him to plan and read accounts. Later, when his father found out, he lost a good temper, saying that his mother had taught him badly, so he sent him to study in the ethnic studies in advance, and his mother was not allowed to talk to him any more.
"Study so early, no wonder you are so young like an old man." Jing Shao couldn't help laughing at him.
Mu Hanzhang glared at him: "The prince is not as old as the minister."
"Uh..." Jing Shao accidentally said something, he lived in his thirties in his previous life, he naturally felt that the current Jun Qing was still young, so he could not help touching his nose in embarrassment, and took the small basket aside to change the subject, "This is my treasure. There is only a small jar of peach blossom stuffed in it every year, you can taste it.”
In the basket was a small white porcelain bottle and two small cups of the same color. Jing Shao lifted the cork and poured two glasses. The clear wine appeared a touch of pink in the white porcelain cup.
"Your Highness drank so much at noon, don't drink any more." Mu Hanzhang took a cup and held down Jing Shao's hand that wanted to drink.
"Haha, I woke up early with that little wine. I haven't drank a lot of spirits in the military camp," Jing Shao said indifferently, "This sake is very weak, and you won't get drunk even if you drink ten jars."
Mu Hanzhang listened, raised his hand and took a sip of the wine in the glass. The sweet taste had a faint floral fragrance. When he swallowed it, the fragrance of peach blossoms filled his lips and teeth, and he couldn't help drinking the whole cup.
Seeing that he liked it, Jing Shao handed him the bottle. After all, one of his hands was still on someone else's waist, which was inconvenient: "The Northern Weihou generation is a fierce general, why doesn't your father teach you martial arts?"
Jing Shao has always been curious about this point. The North Weihou Mansion, regardless of the descendants, has to learn some martial arts, but Jun Qing does not know it at all.
When Mu Hanzhang heard him ask about this, the brilliance in his eyes darkened instantly, and he silently added a glass of wine to himself: "I froze my muscles when I was young, and the doctor said that I can't practice martial arts."
"What?" Jing Shao looked at him in shock, "How could it be frozen?" Even though the parent and son of the dignified Beiweihou, even if they were not as good as the prince, wouldn't someone abuse him
"Fell into the pond in three or nine days..." Mu Hanzhang drank the wine in the cup and added another one, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips. Not being able to practice martial arts is a pain in his heart. When he was a child, his father said that he had good roots and he had to teach him the marksmanship passed down from the family. Later, after the doctor said that he could not practice martial arts, his father seldom questioned him, but when he saw him in the room planning to fight, he got angry and fell. His little abacus threw the 4-year-old into ethnology.
Jing Shao frowned, watching him drink cup by cup, reaching out and grabbing his cup: "This peach blossom brew is to be tasted carefully, how can you drink it like this?"
"My lord laughed." Mu Hanzhang smiled reluctantly, and packed the cups into the small basket, "It's getting late... um..." His body was suddenly pulled over, and he threw himself into Jing Shao's arms.
"Who pushed you down?" There was a rare gloom in Jing Shao's eyes, as if a storm was brewing. Normally, there are stone platforms built by the ponds of large families. Besides, he, a young master, ran to the pond to play. The servant followed, how could he just watch him fall into the pond in winter!
"I fell myself." Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes, not wanting to say more. The lotus pond of the past appeared in front of him. I couldn't remember the others when I was young. I only remembered that my grandmother made him a new snow-white rabbit fur cape. I only remembered that the little fat man who was two heads taller than me was full of pastry residues. It is the cold pool water, and the snowy gray sky.
Looking at the person in his arms, Jing Shao only felt that his heart was aching. He slowly lowered his head and placed a light kiss on his drooping eyes. When he opened his eyes in surprise, he did not stop. Kissed cheek by cheek, as if that would save him from that icy nightmare.
"Your Highness..." Mu Hanzhang stiffened, and when Jing Shao kissed the corner of his mouth, he finally couldn't help but speak.
Jing Shao raised his body and saw the stars all over the sky falling into the beautiful eyes of the man in his arms. He couldn't help hugging him tightly to his chest: "I will avenge you!" He hugged such a beautiful person in his arms. I was afraid that it would hurt in my arms, but someone dared to hurt him like this! Think about how scared, cold, and painful a little Jun Qing would be when he was pushed into the water in three or nine days!
Feeling the strength behind him hugging him tightly, Mu Hanzhang slowly stretched out his hand and hugged him back, just let him be a little weak, be a little sad, be a little... greedy for this warmth...
The next day, Jing Shao changed into his casual clothes after breakfast: "I'm going out for a day, so I probably won't be back for lunch."
"Well." Mu Hanzhang hung the jade pendant around his waist for him, and didn't ask him where he was going. They got married, and the emperor exempted Cheng Wang Jiutian from the early court. Going out at this time is definitely not the previous court. He can't care about other things.
"You'll be back before dinner. If you feel bored, you can take two guards out for a walk." Seeing that he didn't ask where he was going, Jing Shao couldn't help but say a few more words, "I heard that there is a garden in the south of the city. There are often some men and women who get together, and you go to play later."
"Really? This is the first time I've heard of it." Seeing his expression of "I'll keep talking if you don't answer seriously", Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but smile, and finally responded with a long sentence.
Jing Shao went out contentedly, walked to the outer courtyard, and called the housekeeper Mr. Yun to come: "Go and find out how the son of the Northern Wei Hou Shuzi fell into the pond."
"Yes, this subordinate will do it now." Mr. Yun has a long beard and looks like an immortal, "Is the prince riding a carriage or riding a horse?"
"Riding." After speaking, Jingshao's servant Yunsong walked over with a black horse.
Jing Shao touched the shiny hair: "Xiao Hei, long time no see."
"咴~" The dark horse snorted and rubbed Jingshao affectionately. Xiao Hei is a wild horse that he tamed on the grassland. He is strong in temperament and is not a famous purebred horse, but he compares all the famous horses of those generals. Because it is much smarter than the average horse and will avoid obstacles on its own. If there was Xiao Hei back then, he and Jun Qing would not have been forced to jump off the cliff.
However, in that case, he would not have the chance to do it all over again. The so-called misfortune depends on the blessing, and the blessing lies in the misfortune. It is a blessing or a disaster. Who can tell
"Lord Li came to visit yesterday and said it was nothing important. He heard that the prince was away and left." Mr. Yun reported what happened yesterday.
"Li Yanqing?" Seeing Steward Yun nodding, Jing Shao frowned, this person was the last record on the blue ledger in the dark grid, "If he comes again, ask him to wait at Juxian Tower at noon the next day. on."
"Yes." Mr. Yun responded and watched Jing Shao go out.