The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Jing's laughter stopped, and he just shook his head. Yun Qingyue first covered his mouth, distracted, and softly said with a very gentle voice: "Good, obedient, otherwise I will roll back to the house now! "

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue's gentle little face and finally knew that he was laughing too early. Nodded helplessly, "Okay!"

Yun Qingyue let go of his hand, proudly walked to the chair opposite Rong Jing and sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and did not greet, so he ate with a big mouth. Thinking in my heart, if I can't cure you, how can I mix up later?

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue's proud expression, and his brows looked extremely vivid and clear under the candlelight. He thought about sleeping on a soft couch, lest he hug her tender body at night and could not suffer from it.

After eating, Yun Qingyue was lazily nested in his chair, and he was completely sleepless.

Rong Jing ate very little, and his face was still slightly drunkenly smoked. He also sat on a chair and tasted tea lightly.

"How much wine did you drink today?" Yun Qianyue frowned at Rong Jing. I remembered that when I went to see Guangyulan on the Nanshan Mountain of Lingtai Temple that day, she was drunk after drinking a cup of orchid stuffing, and he also had a drink. Now it is obvious that he looks drunk like this, but the man's restraint has always been strong. How much wine did he drink today?

"Drink a pot of Holy Spirit Spring!" Rong Jing said.

"What kind of wine is Holy Spirit Spring? Stronger than the orchid?" Yun Qianyue asked.

"Holy Spirit Spring..." Rong Jing's eyes glanced at Yun Qingyue slightly, and shook his head with a smile. "It was brought back from the Northern Frontier by the Seventh Prince. It is said that it was made by a master winemaker. This kind of The wine is extremely famous in northern Xinjiang. It is not as strong as orchids, but it is sweet and fragrant."

"So, you are so guilty of greed?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

"It's not a greedy cup! The Seventh Prince said that the brewer could drink only three pots before getting drunk. I tried it a little." Rong Jing shook his head with a smile. "Unfortunately, he can only drink one pot."

"People who can drink three pots must be martial arts strong. You don't have martial arts now, what can you do?" Yun Qianyue glanced at Rong Jing, but looking at his shallow drunkenness was really pretty, and he didn't even scold.

"Also!" Rong Jing nodded with a smile.

"Let Qing Shang make you a sobering soup?" Yun Qingyue asked.

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head, glanced out the window, and said to Yun Qianyue: "How about we go to see the stars?"

"Outside the courtyard?" Yun Qiangyue also looked out the window. Thinking of drunken people going to see the stars, wouldn’t their eyes just star? Still use it?

"Roof!" Rong Jing said.

"Are you going now?" Yun Qingyue looked at Rong Jing suspiciously. It is rare to think of being as elegant and noble as drunk as Rongjing. She has seen either a sleeper or someone who is crazy about drinking in the world. Now such drunken and intoxicated people look quiet, not only intoxicating, but also very cute.

"Aren't you? You took me up!" Rong Jing stood up.

"You are not wasting resources!" Yun Qianyue mumbled and stood up.

Rong Jing smiled and reached out to pull Yun Qianyue. Yun Qianyue did not refuse and put his hand in his hand. His hands are cool, Yun Qiangyue's hands are petite, weak and boneless. The two stepped up and walked outside.

Came outside the courtyard, the breeze was silent, the stars were in the sky, and a crescent moon was hanging high among the stars.

Yun Qingyue looked up at the roof, which was about the same height as the bamboo in the Zizhu Forest. She turned her head to look at Rong Jing. Rong Jing was waiting for her quietly. She reached out with her other arm and hugged his waist, tapped her toes lightly, and landed on the roof in a blink of an eye. She was about to let go of her hand and was caught by Rongjing. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, Rong Jing said softly: "Look at the stars like this."

"Thin is like hemp straw!" Yun Qiangyue said, but he didn't let go of his arms around his waist.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue's slim waist with a smile, naturally stretched out his arms to embrace her waist, and dragged Yun Qiangyue to sit down before her eyes dissatisfied. Softly said: "Since you know I am thin, you are responsible for raising me a little bit more."

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes, and as he sat down, "Why am I responsible?"

"I am responsible to you, and you are naturally responsible to me." Rong Jing took it for granted, and then added: "Responsible to raise me up to make you comfortable."

"What's wrong!" Yun Qingyue tweeted with a smile, looking up at the sky, the blue sky was full of stars and dazzling. Stars are like pearls of night, and the dark ground is covered with a mysterious outer veil, which is extremely beautiful! Such a starry sky is no longer visible in that world.

Rong Jing Xiaoxiao stopped talking and looked at the sky.

For a time, the eyes of the two gathered in the sky nebula.

"The night sky is as cold as water, sit and watch the Cowherd and Vega." After a while, Yun Qianyue looked at the Cowherd and Vega in the sky, thinking of this poem, and read it again, and asked Rong Jing again, "Qiao Qiao Festival Is it fun? Will it be lively on Jingcheng Street? Anything, you tell me!"

"I don't know!" Rong Jing shook his head.

"I don't know?" Yun Qianyue obviously didn't believe it. "Did I lose my memory? Can't you lose your memory?"

"I've never been on Jingcheng Avenue on the day of Qi Qiao Festival. I know what is there!" Rong Jing smiled.

Yun Qingyue was stunned.

Rong Jing said: "The annual Qiqiao Festival is the time when the cold is the most severe. I will spend it in the hot spring pool."

This turned out to be the case! Yun Qingyue held Rong Jing's waist tight and pressed the bottom of his heart. The pain was rare and said softly: "Then let's go out to see this year together, OK? Anyway, your cold poison has resolved, and you don't have to be in the hot spring water again this year. Soaked."

She didn't know whether she had visited Jingcheng Avenue before, but she hadn't visited it before!

"Good!" Rong nodded.

Yun Qianyue stopped talking and continued to look to the sky. Rong Feng's words in Bai Ri still more or less left traces and fluctuations in her heart, and now such a quiet night and the drunk and quiet person around her make her settled by the chaotic trouble. For the first time, she thought that if she embraced Rongjing like this in the future, watching the stars in the breeze and quiet starry sky would be a blessing.

Yun Qianyue stared at the sky with emotion and was fascinated, unconsciously immersed in the beautiful yearning. She didn’t turn around until she heard light and even breathing around her. I saw that Rong Jing didn’t know when she fell asleep, leaned her head slightly on her shoulder, and controlled the weight of his body so that she would not be pressed against her. It is also a skill. She is a little funny. Thinking of this man is really drunk!

In order to avoid him falling asleep at night, Yun Qianyue can only take him off the roof.

Back in the room, Yun Qingyue looked at the soft couch in the house, and then looked at Rongjing's stature. After mumbling, "It's cheaper for you!" After that, he put him on the bed, and took off his coat and covered him with a quilt. However, he was sleepless and planned to continue to watch the stars. As soon as he left the bed, Rong Jing suddenly reached out to grab her.

Yun Qianyue turned to see, seeing that Rongjing still closed her eyes, breathing evenly, and grabbed her seemingly subconscious behavior, she rolled her eyes and said softly: "You sleep first! I can't sleep, then go Sit on the roof for a while."

Rong Jing seemed to open slightly for a moment with his eyes closed, drunk and sleepy, and said: "I want a mandarin duck to play with the sachet of water. Since you can’t sleep, embroider it for me! Put on."

Yun Qingyue froze, "Sachet?"

"Huh!" Rong Jing's voice was almost inaudible.

Yun Qianyue looked at him and frowned, "I won't embroider that thing!"

Rong Jing closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Yun Qingyue's eyebrows were tied into a knot, and thinking about this guy would be too embarrassing! How can she embroider a sachet? Is the mandarin duck playing in the water? She stared at Rong Jing for a while. He seemed to be drunk, and soon fell asleep again. She withdrew his hand that was held by him. He clenched his hand tightly, and could not withdraw. She said annoyedly: "How can I embroider a sachet for you without letting go?"

When her words fell, Rong Jing's hand was quickly released.

Yun Qianyue thought about watching him get drunk, noisy, noisy, and clever, or embroider a sachet! But how to embroider? Somewhat anxious, she walked up to the door and stood at the door and yelled, "Qingshang, are you asleep?"

"Miss Hui Qingyue, the slave-maid hasn't slept yet!" Qing Shang's voice came from the west yard, and he followed him.

"Do you have needles and threads for embroidering sachets and patterns?" Yun Qiangyue looked at Qing Shang, thinking that the people around Rong Jing were efficient. On call, easy to use.

"Miss Qianyue wants to embroider the sachet?" Qing Shang stepped in her footsteps, looking at Yun Qianyue in surprise.

"Huh!" Yun Qingyue nodded unnaturally.

"What pattern do you want to embroider?" Qing Shang asked quickly after being surprised.

Yun Qianyue couldn't even say that she wanted to embroider the mandarin duck to play in the water, and waved her hand, "If you want, you can give me more appearances. I choose one and see what it looks like."

"Are you going to embroider now?" Qing Shang asked.

"If there is one, I will embroider it now, if not, it will be tomorrow." Yun Qianyue said.

"Yes, the slave-maid will find you here." Qing Shang immediately turned around and walked back to the west yard.

Yun Qianyue stretched her hand to knead her forehead. On the second day of today, and four days of the seventh day, it was still too late to learn and sell now. She should be able to embroider a sachet! Yuanyang playing in the water... glanced back in the room, seeing that Rongjing was sleeping soundly in bed, she broke it lightly, so that he could speak out.

Not long afterward, Qing Shang walked out of the west yard with a flower basket, and soon came to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue glanced at the flower basket in Qingshang's hands, which contained various needlework and a stack of straw patterns, as well as a few crescent white fine silk brocades of the same color as Rongjing Crescent White Brocade. She looked at the brocades. Silk raised an eyebrow at Qingshang.