King Yan's Canary

The spring rain did not know when, and it fell for several days.

Zhanfeng delivers steamed buns and clear porridge to the firewood room on time every day.

The plantains in the corner of the courtyard provoked the drizzle, and a sad little song came from the firewood room. Zhanfeng listened to it for a while.

Listen to a few words: "The spring is not yet clear, the flowers and branches are thin, it is time to worry..."

The deliberately coquettish voice was entangled and tactful with the sound of ticking rain falling, and Zhanfeng was startled.

Gently took a breath of the moist rain-soaked air, and asked the guard to unlock the woodshed door with a plate.

Wen Ruyu stopped singing when she heard the sound, she turned her head and glanced at him timidly with her golden eyes flashing brightly.

Zhan Feng casually put the plate on the ground, "Eat."

Wen Ruyu couldn't resist, she stroked her sleeves, sat on the ground, and obediently ate porridge with steamed buns.

The long hair was picked up into a bun by the wooden hairpin, revealing the lean and sharp jaw line, the boy's eyelids were lightly closed, and Yuxue was so cute as he was biting into the steamed buns, making one couldn't help but want to rub him under his body , A lot of love.

Zhan Feng turned his gaze back, "My lord will return home tonight."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Luomi's pupils were flooded with panic in an instant, Wen Ruyu's teeth trembled, she bit her tongue, and the steamed buns, which were as sweet as cotton balls, smelled of rust, salty and fishy.

Even though he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, he still swallowed it with difficulty, picked up the porridge bowl to hide the distressed expression, and pretended that the wind was light, "... oh."

Zhanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, got up and left.

The firewood room had no windows, and when the door was closed, a cold wind came in.

Wen Ruyu couldn't get out, and waited tremblingly until she couldn't see her five fingers clearly, she huddled in the corner, curled up into a small inseparable ball, and fell asleep.

No matter how miserable a person is, sleep is sweet.

Because there are still dreams.

In the dream, the boy wore soft wings, and the hem of his robe was covered with pink feathers, soaring freely in the blue sky, as if he had returned to the time when he was a canary without restraint.

"Get up and sleep like a pig!"

Someone kicked her twice in the stomach, startled her dream, and Wen Ruyu suddenly woke up.

In the firewood room where there is no starlight at night, a bright lamp is propped up.

Standing in the backlight, Xiao Zhen raised his eyelids and looked down condescendingly, his brows were sharp, his thin lips were bent into sharp knives, his eyes were playful and cold, like looking down on an ant struggling to survive.

Wen Ruyu was so shocked that her eyelashes trembled.

Ignoring the cramping pain in his stomach, he staggered back and retreated, "You...what do you want to do?"

"Why hide? Didn't it make you comfortable that day?"

Xiao Zhen went over with one hand, grabbed his slender ankle and dragged him, easily dragging him over, the corners of his lips sharpened a little, "Let me check it out, is your injury healed?"

"I don't want it, let me go!"

Wen Ruyu struggled weakly, her pale lips turned red from being bitten by two jade teeth.

However, the corners of the lips are naturally slightly upturned, like poppies with a charming smile, blooming and swaying in the wind, attracting people to pick them.

So bright and moving in the gray and gloomy woodshed.

There was a trace of trance in Xiao Zhen's eyes.

Turned crazy.

As if venting, she picked up Wen Ruyu's high bun, and no matter how frightened he looked at him, she forcibly kissed those two tightly biting lips.

Nibbling and tearing madly.

Wen Ruyu was so ashamed from the pain, she opened her eyes wide and struggled desperately, opened her mouth to bite back, but Xiao Zhen took the opportunity to slip into the tip of her tongue.

The youthful sweetness and glutinousness unique to teenagers suddenly permeated the mouth, and the lingering taste on the tip of the tongue was warm, smooth and wet, as if sucking the best candied fruit, no matter how hard it was, it couldn't be enough.

Xiao Zhen suddenly thought: If he lost his tongue, what would the taste be like?

Wen Ruyu couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

It's just that he was overwhelmed by his overwhelming cold and fanatical breath, which disturbed his thoughts.

I want to resist, but my whole body is so weak that I can't exert any strength. There is nothing I can do except make a humming sound and cry.

The warm and wet liquid rolled out of the corners of the eyes, scalded the cheeks, and dipped into the man's fingertips, but Xiao Zhen's touch was icy cold.

There was an inexplicable sense of dryness in my heart, and then I lost interest.

Throwing people away, the eyes quickly returned to coldness, "I won't touch you tonight, so I can rest, and I will enter the palace with me tomorrow!"

Wen Ruyu sat paralyzed beside the woodpile, panting intermittently, and rubbed her mouth vigorously as if to vent her anger: "What are you going to do in the palace?"

Xiao Zhen narrowed his pupils.

He leaned over and slapped his hand rubbing his mouth away: "Do you think this king is disgusting?"

Wen Ruyu turned her head away.

He didn't dare to answer, but his expression was bored.

"Yo! Hate this king?"

Xiao Zhen picked up the loose bun again, bent the phoenix eyes into hooks, and strangled the man's cheek again.

The index finger poked into the core of his lips in a vicious manner, "I warn you, there is only one kind of person who hates this king! Do you know who it is?"

The index finger with a thick callus was too rough, like the tenderness of the gravel on the river bed, itchy and painful.

Wen Ruyu didn't dare to resist, and asked vaguely: "...What, who is it?"

Xiao Zhen smiled very shallowly,

"dead!"

Wen Ruyu's heart trembled violently, unable to speak.

The panic in his pupils told Xiao Zhen that this beast is not difficult to train.

He slapped him twice, "Go into the palace tomorrow and sing a song for the emperor. If you sing well, there will be a big reward!"

Wen Ruyu didn't know that the big reward he was talking about was asking for it.

He also hoped that if the emperor really rewarded him, he would ask for nothing but let Xiaodouzi go.

How naive.

……

Xiao Zhen walked out of the firewood room.

There was no moon and no stars in the night sky, and the entire Yanwang Mansion was shrouded in damp night rain, and the lamps trembled in the wind, stretching his tall and dark shadow.

The tail corners of the prismatic phoenix eyes are slightly raised, glanced at the dense rain on the tile eaves, folded the black sleeves, and moved the eyes to the crystal stained by the index finger, which appeared in the shadow of the flickering lights.

Xiao Zhen was stunned for a moment.

Dazed again, he put the index finger into his mouth, sucked it lightly, and closed his eyelids as if enjoying it.

Fuck, it's just a bird, how can it taste so good?