Xin Yi could not wait to shrink back quickly, the cold touch wrapped around the tips of his ears, and fainted around his chest. When he was nervous, he stammered again, "You, don't you want to take medicine."
Bai Jiu snorted, and dipped his fingertips in the ointment, paving the way for scars on his upper body. Xin Yi turned around and faced the mirror. Unexpectedly, he couldn't see his movements, but only saw his side face.
Cold fingers moved on his back, and it was a little itchy when he applied it. Before Xin Yi could clean up his expression, he saw his dimples in the mirror, so he had to turn his eyes away.
Bai Jiu lowered his eyes, but his eyes were clear, and the strength of his fingertips could not be explained clearly. The two of them didn't speak until after Bai Jiu applied the wound medicine, his fingers gradually slid down, and he gently withdrew his hand from Xin Yi's back waist, making it unclear whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Xin Yi wanted to put on his shirt, but Bai Jiu had already turned around, "You don't need to wear it, go to sleep." He turned around the screen and left.
Xin Yi's ears were left burning hot, for no reason.
When Xin Yi woke up the next day, Bai Jiu had already gone to court. After breakfast, he and Mr. Qu took advantage of the cool morning to continue walking around the courtyard that hadn't been finished yesterday.
The racecourse that Bai Jiu described was not too small, at least a dozen horses running in the paddock together would not be a problem. Chiye lives alone in a shed, because its temperament follows its owner.
Xin Yi released Chi Ye and let him run around the racecourse for a few laps. Then I looked at the other horses, and they were all Beiyang horses, so I couldn't help patting them for a while, feeling close to them.
"Sure enough, I'm old, and this old slave can't touch Chiye." Qu Lao saw that Chiye was also close to him, and said with a smile: "If this old slave is a few years younger, maybe he can train a good horse."
Xin Yi's dimples appeared, he stroked Chi Ye's long temples, and said: "This is a good horse, a rare good horse."
Qu Laodao: "When Chiye was first sent to Beijing, King Qin liked it too much, but Chiye has a strong temper, only adults can take it."
The little King Qin he was talking about was Xin Wen, the eldest son of Qin King Xin Zhenping, who had been raised in the capital all along. Xin Yi didn't have much impression of this cousin, he could count on one hand the time he stayed in the capital, but he had only heard of the name.
"Can I do two laps on horseback?" Xin Yi ignored King Qin, only interested in horses.
Elder Qu hastily backed away a few steps and said, "My lord, please."
Although Xin Yi liked Chiye, it was Bai Jiu's horse after all, so he couldn't drive it without authorization, so he picked Beiyang's horse and tried it out on the racetrack for a few laps. As soon as he got on the horse, he couldn't help showing his dimples, which was a joy from the bottom of his heart. The characteristic of loving horses is exactly the same in Beiyang.
Xin Yi stayed on the racecourse until noon. When he got off the horse, Qu Lao handed him a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his temples. Seeing Xin Yi caressing the horse, he said with a smile, "This racecourse has been built for a long time. My lord has been busy with political affairs and even Come here, if the son is interested, you can come here often, and save the people below from being lazy."
Xin Yi smiled and said, "If it doesn't bother you, that's fine."
After returning home for lunch, Xin Yi lazily slumped on yesterday's couch again, hugging a soft leaning against the sun and squinting his eyes for an afternoon nap. Bai Jiu didn't come back for some reason, and if he didn't come back, Xin Yi would feel less uncomfortable.
Just when this was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard noises in the courtyard. Xin Yi was still sleepy, and only heard a young man shouting domineeringly in the courtyard: "What? I can't enter his courtyard anymore?"
Xin Yi turned over and heard the man continue: "There are not so many rules in the palace! Today, Mr. Ben wants to see Chiye, how dare you stop him!"
Elder Qu still had a smile on his face, and said: "My lord has not returned, so I dare not neglect Prince Wen."
Xin Wen was three years older than Xin Yi. He raised his brows and lowered his face when he heard the words, "Since I was born, I have never been called Prince Wen by anyone in the capital. Then it's not too big or too small." In Kyoto, who else plays the song and calls it the son of the world?"
"Of course, the eldest son is still the eldest son, and the honored son will not be worthy of the honor of the elder son." Qu Lao said with a smile: "This is something that all Huangkou children know, and the elder son must not pay attention to it."
Xin Wen was about to explode, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a drowsy young man lying on the window sill, with a gentle and elegant appearance, with a bit of innocence and simplicity in his brows. His heart turned, he already knew who it was, but his face remained motionless, he just pointed at that person and said: "This person can enter King Ping Ding's house, but this young master cannot enter King Ping Ding's courtyard. Mr. Qu Is it because I am old and confused, and I can't tell the difference between respect and inferiority."
Elder Qu still had a smile on his face, and said: "Since it is King Ping Ding's house, it is naturally not for ordinary people to enter. It's just that my family's adults have different ideas from others, so even if ordinary people enter, it's not a big deal. Look, Prince Wen It's a vicious day, it's not a big deal for you to stand all the time, how about this old slave lead you to sit in the side yard, even if you want to sit on the beam, adults won't bother."
"The weather is fine today, I'm not hot at all!" Xin Wen raised his chin at Xin Yi and said, "Come out."
Xin Yi saw him swearing not to give up, sighed in his heart, and walked out slowly.
Xin Wen pushed Elder Qu away, dragged Xin Yi to the back, snorted and said, "I am a guest of your lord, you are still stopping me? Go to the racecourse, I want to see Chiye !"
Although they are cousins, they don't look alike. Xin Wen is used to being pampered and domineering all the year round, even if he doesn't raise his eyebrows, he still looks arrogant. Pulled Xin Yi all the way, looked at him a few times, and sneered first, "Who are you?"
Naturally the mute couldn't answer, Xin Yi just smiled, his dimples were shallow and shy.
"There is only one dumb person in Kyoto, and he is a fresh figure that was picked up two days ago. Xin—Xin Yi, right? Why don't you go to the Prince Qin's Mansion after returning to Beijing?" Xin Wen said and raised his hand to pat Xin Yi's shoulder. He was taller than Xin Yi, so the two brothers walked forward with their shoulders hooked, saying, "What's the matter with hiding behind the King of Hades all this time? You are not his son. My father and king were calling your name a few days ago, but I came to take a look today because of your elder brother's face. Bai Jiu, a lunatic, doesn't care much about you, does he?"
Xin Yi still only smiled, his expression unchanged. His elder brother is not yet a heartthrob in the capital, and he can't have a deep friendship with King Qin's precious lump. It is reasonable for this person to come to be polite, but it is annoying to drag his father, king and brothers.
"It's been two days since you've been back, and you haven't seen your majesty yet. Bai Jiu is very favored now, and it's easy to open your mouth." Xin Wen raised his hand and pushed the wicker off his head, and said with a sneer, "but he didn't say a word, and you Confinement in the mansion. Although it is not the same now as before, you are still the son of King Yan. If he behaves like this, you will let him be dealt with?" He tightened his grip on Xin Yi's shoulder and said: "We are cousins, you If you want to vent your anger, this young master will definitely help you. In this capital, there is no one who can surpass this young master in front of the Holy One."
Beside the weeping willow is the pond in front of the study, Xin Yi heard that his dimples became deeper, he looked at Xin Wen gratefully, and stopped in his tracks. Xin Wen also stopped, let go of him under his sincerely admiring eyes, and said earnestly: "They are both the grandsons of the Holy Majesty, and they cannot be ruined by a mere two-character king."
Xin Yi hurriedly raised his hands to cover his eyes, weeping in gratitude. Xin Wen frowned, and said, "Don't cry, it's so—hey, what are you refunding!"
Xin Yi waved his hands to indicate that he was okay, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he kept backing away as he approached step by step. Xin Wen only felt that such a big man was crying like this because of a few words, and he was annoyed. He was not a patient person, and he just wanted to take Xin Yi over and leave as soon as he finished speaking. Xin Yi turned around as if wiping away his tears, Xin Wen had no choice but to go around, and before he could speak, he saw black and white eyes suddenly staring at him from between his fingers, there was no trace of crying with gratitude.
"you-"
There was a sudden weight in the lower abdomen, and the whole person staggered in a panic as he was kicked. Unexpectedly, the pool was behind, and Xin Wen fell into the pool with such a retreat, splashing water everywhere.
Xin Yi stood by the pool, and wiped the shoulders he had embraced with a sweat-wiping handkerchief. His gentle eyes watched him slapping the water up and down in the pool from embarrassment to anger, the dimples on his cheeks swirled and swirled, and finally disappeared in a lonely way.
Xin Wen's forehead twitched suddenly, and he slapped the water and cursed angrily: "Good, you Beiyang dumb dog! You bite hard without making a sound!"
Xin Yi looked at him peacefully, the water in the pool was warm on a summer afternoon, but the hairs on Xin Wen's back exploded.
Qu Lao let out a whoosh from behind, and stood by the pool and said, "Quickly pull the son up here, there are fishes here, and the bottom of the pond is full of mud, so I can't afford to dirty the soles of the son's shoes." Following the old man, he laughed and said : "If your house is short of fresh fish, just ask the old slave. A few fish, the house is very willing, why jump in by yourself? You really are."
Xin Wen ignored him, and was dragged ashore in a dank brocade robe. He ran up to Xin Yi in a few steps, grabbed his collar, and said through gritted teeth: "You just show your teeth and claws, I don't believe that Bai Jiu can really stand up for you. Waist! You just have to wait for today's mouthful!"
Xin Yi lowered his eyes to see his wet hands wrinkle his skirt, raised his eyes and smiled innocently at him. However, Xin Wen clearly read the contempt in his eyes, which hurt like the sharp point of a knife.
This guy is indeed a jackal raised by Beiyang, but he is wearing a sheep's skin to hide his eyes and ears!
The person who had been in the study put the tea on the table, the heat was faint, and the cold fingertips slid on the edge of the teacup, staring at the other side of the pool, silent.
When Xin Wen left in a huff, Xin Yi was still thinking about the delicious fish he cooked last night, so he happened to catch some fish by the pool and go back to cook them tonight. He thought about it seriously, and fell asleep thinking about it when he returned to the house.
I don't know how long I slept, and I fell into a drowsy sleep. I heard the sound of knives being sharpened above my head. Xin Yi slept soundly, and now he wakes up feeling dizzy, lying there listening for a while before he felt something was wrong. He turned over and looked up sleepily, and saw a pair of beautiful hands... very beautiful hands, holding a carving knife, moving on the rough jade.
The setting sun passes through the panes and is reflected on the face of the man with his head bowed and focused. The originally thick and bright complexion changed from ordinary to calm and condensed. The corners of the narrow eyes raised are distracting. When not smiling, he is not cold and harsh, but quiet and easy-going.
Xin Yi looked at it and suddenly felt numb. He suddenly turned around and lay on his stomach, buried his face in the soft seat to hide, but there was that icy cold smell in the soft seat, and there was nowhere to go. escape. Someone flicked the back of his head, and the tips of Xin Yi's ears turned red again, and the man's cold fingers moved to the tips of the exposed ears, and flicked lightly. Xin Yi trembled, and crawled to the window, curled up into a ball, covered his face with a soft back, only showing a pair of eyes to look at Bai Jiu, as if he didn't understand his touch.
"Are you a puppy." Bai Jiu raised his head and looked at him, "I thought I was a kind person."
Xin Yi's face was hot, and he said in a muffled voice, "Yes."
"Is the medicine last night comfortable?" Bai Jiu stretched out his hand, "I applied it, I want to take a look."
It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but when he said that Xin Yi even retracted his eyes softly and leaned back, "It's comfortable, don't look at it, thank you..."
"Oh." Bai Jiu suddenly turned over to support his legs, took off the soft support and threw it aside, stared at him and said, "I want to take a look."
"No..." The clothes were lifted up, Xin Yi was crushed to death and did not let go, he insisted: "I really don't need it, I dare not trouble you."
"Do I smell good?"
"Really-ah?" Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then the world was turned upside down. He had already been pushed onto the soft couch, and his clothes were lifted from the back to his back, exposing the scars. Annoyed, anxious and ashamed, he didn't understand what was going on with Bai Jiu's frequent touches.
There was a sudden chill on his back, and the man ran his hands back and forth on the scar, which made Xin Yi tremble, buried his face angrily, and pushed back the question he wanted to say, wanting to bite the cushion.
"How did you keep it? Xin Zhenxiao's teeth are not so good."
Xin Yi turned into an ostrich, and murmured from under the cushion: "Xin Zhenxiao's dog teeth are good."
Bai Jiu frowned, "The dog he let go?"
"Hmm..." Xin Yi felt a bit condescending when he said that, bit his lip and said, "I stabbed him, he couldn't get up, so he could only let the dog go."
Bai Jiu raised his eyebrows and thought of something, and slid his fingertips on his back. After a while, Xin Yi's voice trembled suddenly, almost crying at him, and said, "Don't touch him."
Bai Jiu touched his face from under the cushion, it was so hot, she squeezed her chin and pulled it out, saying, "Did you let the dog bite him when you burned Posa City?"
Xin Yi blushed unreasonably, because he was so close to him, he could clearly feel the hem of his clothes from the place on his back, and the cold smell hit his head and face, and he said: "No...it's too late."
"It doesn't matter." Bai Jiu sneered, "He was divided into five horses, and he can only be fed to dogs if he is burnt."