The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 196 Teach him to blow the leaf whistle

"That's it, let's go, she and I just didn't get along with each other before, but we won't have too many contacts in the future, you start now, just play, if you think about things, you will feel uncomfortable , you feel uncomfortable and you can’t get rid of this discomfort, it’s very painful.”

"Miss, you are really cheerful. A servant can't do it, but you are right. People are happy every day, and sad every day."

Tang Nineteen absolutely did not expect Bitao to utter such a philosophy of life.

Quite appreciative: "I'm enlightened, miss, I've been so earnest to you, let's go, I think there are kites prepared for guests over there, Prince Yi's mansion is thoughtful, you go pick one, let's go to Fengbo Island to fly a kite."

"kindness."

After all, Bi Tao was still happy after it was hard to come out, happily went to pick a butterfly kite, and went to Fengbo Island with Tang Nineteen.

It's not far or near from Yalou and Fuliu Pavilion, you can hear the laughter there, but you can't hear the cynicism.

The willow tree started to lose its leaves, and a thick layer of carpet was spread on the ground. When the breeze blew, the leaves fluttered down like butterflies. Tang Nineteen sat on the ground and urged Bitao to fly a kite.

Bi Tao happily pulled the kite and ran around the field. Tang Nineteen looked around and saw that there was nothing to pass the time. He casually folded two fresh willow leaves, compared them to a leaf whistle, and blew a ditty.

This is what I learned from my brothers when I was in the army when I was a child.

Life in the army is dull, and everyone knows how to have fun.

She was playing a small tune, one of which was composed by Brother Bing himself. The tune was refreshing and somewhat sad. That night was the tenth anniversary of the death of Brother Bing's father, and it was his homesick composition.

Bitao's kite was still unable to fly, and she didn't know how far she had run. Tang Nineteen looked at her back and smiled, and stepped on the fallen leaves. Tang Nineteen felt a shadow blocking her. Sunlight raised his head and squinted his eyes, slightly surprised.

"It's you."

"Accepting the appointment of King Yi, I came to the autumn banquet with my sister, Princess Qin, your leaf whistle is very nice."

Tang Nineteen patted the seat beside him: "Sit down, Prince Murong."

She was generous, but he was also disrespectful, and sat beside her: "Can you teach me?"

Tang Nineteen smiled: "Of course."

As he spoke, he threw away the leaves in his hand, got up and picked two fresh and tender leaves for Murong Xi, and sent them to him.

He raised his head to look at her, his brows and eyes were curved when he smiled, which made Tang Nineteen feel dazzled.

When this man smiled, he felt that the whole world was brighter. The corners of his lips seemed to be smiling naturally, and when he opened his smile, even the corners of his eyes were smiling.

Dressed in a white brocade robe with dark flowers, the face that loves to smile is set off transparently, cleanly, brightly and purely.

Tang Nineteen realized that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly looked away, secretly mocking himself as a nympho.

She also chose two leaves, and she sat back beside him and taught him how to fold the leaves.

"It's actually very simple. Look, it's like this. The two leaves overlap and stagger a little. Yes, no..."

He seemed to be missing the point, and Tang Nineteen completely forgot about each other's identities, put down his own leaf, and wrapped his hand in his palm: "It's like this, you were too wrong just now, and the voice will be harsher. "

Murong Xi was a little embarrassed, sitting side by side was not considered proper manners, and now she was "hands on", but looking at her from the side, her expression was so serious and focused, because the one facing him happened to be the half without the birthmark The face, the face without makeup, is undeniably beautiful.

(End of this chapter)