The emotion of 'jealousy' has never belonged only to women and villains, but many men are reluctant to admit that they will be jealous and care. The more senior men are, the more self-esteem they have, the more they will regard their partners as subordinates treat your liking for your partner as alms and grace.
This is what this era and society tells men.
Especially a pampered crown prince like Li Xiao.
After Song Song finished speaking, he realized that his words seemed to carry a sense of self-control. Li Xiao could like him and pet him. He might be angry because his things were coveted by others, but he couldn't do anything for him. jealous.
He explained with hindsight: "I was joking."
After saying that, he moved his body backwards, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Li Xiao said firmly, "Why are you kidding me? Can't this king be jealous?"
It's not impossible, but Song Song felt that he might be too frivolous and shameless.
"Well... Whatever your Highness wants, you can do it." Song Song smiled at him and tried to skip the topic, but Li Xiao was chasing after him. Not only did he hold onto Song Song, he also bullied him even closer : "You still don't know this king."
Song Song said softly, "Sooner or later we will understand."
"Now you can learn more."
Just as Song Song wanted to ask how to understand better, his lips were suddenly kissed, Li Xiao said: "I'm jealous, jealous, angry, as long as I think of someone keeping your portrait, they may stare at you all the time, thinking of you, I will want to kill."
His expression was really not friendly, but Song Song showed a bit of solemnity from this calm, a bit of a bit of viciousness in his serious expression and a bit of sweetness.
He felt that he had become weird, Li Xiao obviously seemed serious, and he really knew how to kill, but at this moment, he was not afraid at all.
He lowered his eyelashes, but his chin was lifted by the man: "Do you understand?"
Song Song nodded: "Understood."
His eyes were like some kind of harmless small animals, docile and docile, Li Xiao frowned again: "What do you understand?"
"I won't be like this in the future." Song Song said in the same way: "I am from His Highness, and I should listen to His Highness's words, and should not make His Highness angry."
Li Xiao didn't speak, but his expression was even more terrifying than before. Song Song secretly glanced at him, and suddenly burst out laughing, Li Xiao's face became even darker: "Do you think this king is joking with you?"
"No." Song Song put away his smile and continued to read: "I think His Highness is fierce, I'm so scared."
"..." Li Xiao looked at him speechlessly for a while, but suddenly he was so angry that he let go of him, turned around and walked out.
Song Song couldn't help laughing for a while. He knew that Li Xiao wanted to express only one thing, that he cared about him. While he felt sweet, he also felt that such a man was really cute. He couldn't help thinking... tease him.
He put on his clothes and got out of bed and walked out the door. He saw Li Xiao sitting on the wide rail of the long corridor with his back to him. The windbreaker hung down because of his sitting position and was moved by the wind.
Song Song walked over and stood behind him and said, "Your Highness is angry?"
Li Xiao ignored him, his eyes fell on the star-studded sky at night, and a soothing voice came from his ears, Song Song lightly wrapped his clothes tightly, took another step forward, and bent over to look at his expression: "Really angry?"
"go back."
Song Song wrinkled his nose and said, "Stingy."
His tone was a little squeamish, Li Xiao turned his head suddenly, his brows furrowed deeply: "Do you think this king is stingy?"
"Um!"
Li Xiao laughed angrily at him: "This king said so much, but you didn't understand a word, how dare you blame this king for being stingy?"
"Who said I didn't understand?" Song Song said loudly: "I understand your Highness very, very well..." He paused, glanced at him, and said in a very soft voice, "How much you care about me."
Li Xiao's eyes suddenly fell on him. He stared at Song Song who was standing in front of him wrapped in clothes, his eyes looking straight at the sky, one leg retracted, straddled it, and looked directly at him and said, "Then what?"
Why is Li Xiao not shy
As Song Song thought about it, he didn't dare to look directly into his aggressive eyes. He wrapped himself tightly again, took a deep breath, and said, "Of course, I also care about Your Highness."
These words finally softened Li Xiao's face: "What else?"
"..." Why is there still
Song Song glanced at him suspiciously. Something flashed in his mind. He stretched out his hand towards him with a blushing face, and said softly, "Go back to sleep."
Li Xiao took the hand he handed over and said, "Pull it."
Song Song exerted a little force, but Li Xiao suddenly stood up and rushed towards him as if he could not stand still. Song Song groaned in his heart. , said in a low voice, "For the sake of being a first-time offender, I reluctantly forgive you."
Song Song's reaction was very rapid. When he woke up the next morning, Li Xiao was no longer there. He ordered someone to prepare a light breakfast. As soon as he took a bite, he felt his stomach start churning.
Reluctantly ate half the bowl, he could no longer hold on to the spittoon and began to vomit.
The maids were helpless, and Song Song knew that such a thing could not be avoided, so he simply didn't eat it, lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed.
His body felt weak for a while, even if he experienced this feeling once, it was difficult to get used to it. He frowned slightly, and put his palms on his abdomen, thinking that he would suffer for a long time in the future, and his spirits became lethargic.
"Princess!" The voice of Qi Haoyun suddenly came from his ear. The child ran in all the way and said happily: "The white guard bought you some sour plums, try it and see if you like it."
He looked sideways, and he could only see through the curtain the figure of the other person standing at the door holding the sword. He smiled immediately, reached out to take the paper bag in Qi Haoyun's hand, and squeezed one into his mouth, his spirit suddenly lifted. : "Help me thank him."
"Hey!" Qi Haoyun ran out happily, Song Song holding a bag of dried plums, barely saved half his life.
I don't think sour plum is so delicious on weekdays. Song Song just felt its charm, so he propped himself up and went to the kitchen to make sour plum cake by himself.
His craftsmanship is good, and the things he makes are delicious and beautiful. When Li Xiao came back, he noticed that there was a sweet and sour smell in the yard. The sweet and soft pastries were packed: "While it's hot, this one will be delivered to the Queen Mother, as soon as possible."
Li Xiao walked in with raised eyebrows and said, "Have you done a lot?"
"I didn't make much. I kept these for myself, and someone sent some to Shu Er. He should like it."
Li Xiao looked at the snow-white pastry with purple in it, and stretched out his hand to pick up a piece. As soon as he took a bite, he felt that his teeth were going to be sour. He took a deep breath and said, "It's so sour, how can the imperial grandmother eat it?"
"This is for me to eat. There's a little bit of sugar over there." Song Song took a small piece with chopsticks. The cake is made of glutinous rice. There is an appetite, Li Xiao holds it in his mouth, it is really soft and delicious, sweet and sour: "Are you busy with this today?"
"I'm too lazy to go out and have nothing to do, so I have to find something to pass the time." Seeing his worried expression, Song Song said again: "Actually, I just watched, and it was them who did it."
He squeezed the pastry that Li Xiao had bitten just now, held it in his hand and ate it slowly. Li Xiao said, "This king also bought some dried plums, so let's keep it and eat it slowly."
Song Song arranged everything, followed him out of the kitchen, and said, "How is the refugee resettlement?"
"This prince asked a lot of questions, so I was so busy at this time."
Song Song nodded, knowing that the world's impression of Li Xiao would change after this. Although Li Xiao in the previous life ascended the throne, his name was not right, and he would start killing people in the palace from time to time. I want to add to the palace maids and eunuchs, everyone is in danger, but fortunately, such things will not happen again in this life.
"How's the Jinwu Camp?"
"Gaotie should be back in a few days."
Song Song nodded, and just as he relaxed, someone suddenly exclaimed, "It's on fire! It's on fire over there!"
Song Song and Li Xiao walked two steps together, and looking at the sight of everyone in the courtyard, he saw a lot of smoke coming out of the east, and the dim sky was vaguely illuminated by the sky-high firelight, he looked stunned: "Then what is the place?"
Li Xiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly said loudly, "Prepare the horse!"
"Your Highness!"
Li Xiao said: "It's the city defense camp Dongwei, I have to go and see what's going on."
Song Song's expression changed slightly. Before he had time to say what he wanted to say, the man blew out like a gust of wind. Song Song followed a few steps and turned back to the main house with a dignified expression. The Queen Mother said, "Let's put it all down, we will eat by ourselves."
He didn't dare to go out either, so he could only sit in the house and pray secretly. He was very tense. He went out from time to time to take a look at the east. When Li Xiao passed by, the fire was not too big. Big, almost half the sky turned red, Song Song gritted his teeth and frowned, pacing back and forth in the yard.
Bai Yan looked at him for a while, and said, "Wang Ye, Jiren have their own celestial appearance, and nothing will happen."
Song Song nodded, but still couldn't help worrying.
Li Xiao's Jinwu Camp was set on fire last year. Just after the first month of the month, Dongwei Camp, which had just received 'gluttonous', was set on fire. It doesn't seem like a coincidence.
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the yard: "The west wing is flooded! Hurry up and put out the fire!!"
West Wing! The palace!
Song Song's gaze finally retracted from the east, his gaze fell on his own house where the smoke was rising, and a line instantly connected in his mind.
Dongwei Camp was on fire, Li Xiao went, and then the palace was on fire, and then...
The scream of killing suddenly came, and a light figure flashed in front of his eyes. It was Ji Ying, who had escaped with light work. He landed beside Song Song, stood on one foot, put on his shoes, and said, "My dear, what's the situation?"
A few black shadows suddenly appeared behind Song Song, and they were instantly entangled with the approaching assassins. Bai Yan protected Song Song sideways and drew out his sword without saying a word. , The fire is so big, the patrolmen must have gone to put out the fire, and our situation is not good."
He sneezed, wrapped in his clothes and kept shivering, and said, "There are so many assassins here all of a sudden, aren't they all for you?"
Song Song felt very strange in his heart. He watched as a person rushed towards him recklessly, and then was slashed under the knife by Bai Yan, and said, "It looks like it is."
"What do you do now, run?"
"I'm a little worried."
"Worrying about your life? Seeing that the White Guard Sword is very fast, you should be fine."
"I'm worried about your lord."
"..." Ji Ying turned his head and glanced at him, and said incredulously: "What time is this, you still have the heart to worry about that lunatic, whoever confronts him is the one who will die first!"
"I'm just worried that he accidentally kills too many people." Song Song frowned, and Ji Ying admired his sincere expression: "You are not my grandfather, you are my ancestor."