The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

The streamer is easy to throw people away, the cherries are red, and the plantains are green.

Changsheng was studying and practicing martial arts in Cuiyu Palace, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.Ten-year-olds change very quickly, and 15-year-olds have grown a lot taller and look very handsome.Under the sword eyebrows are a pair of pure as water and bright as stars eyes, high nose, thin and rosy lips, beautiful and unfeminine, and because of the relationship between martial arts, her limbs are slender and fit.In the past few years in the palace, his impetuous temperament has calmed down a lot, and he is very quiet when he is not moving. People who don't know him may think he is a young man who is often melancholy.

Chang Sheng didn't notice any changes in himself, he only felt that his popularity seemed to be better than before, and even the little maids from other palaces often came to chat with him.Last time, a little court lady boldly said "You are so pretty" to him with a blushing face, which stunned Chang Sheng for a while.

Murong Zhaohui will be eighteen, the third prince Murong Dexin got married two years ago, the fifth prince Murong Kangding has several concubines one after another, and the sixth prince Murong Xingping is said to be the only lover of Longyang. Du Heze loves to die, and doesn't care about the rest.The seventh prince, Murong Jianing, is still young and unmarried.

Murong Zhaohui didn't have any concubines, and the emperor didn't seem to have thought of his marriage. Although he was beautiful, he was like a flower in a red lotus pond, no one asked about him.In recent years, he has settled in a corner of the side hall like weeds, and never approached other princes or ministers on his own initiative.Changsheng selfishly hoped that the emperor would forget about it. He felt that if Murong Zhaohui had a wife, he would be more indifferent to him.But thinking about it carefully, as a prince, he always wants to get married. Even if he is forgotten, someone will always mention it when the prince who is younger than him gets married.

As he got older, there were many things that made Changsheng think about it.He felt that his feelings for Murong Zhaohui were special, and he didn't understand how special it was, he just thought that if he had a wife or concubine, he would definitely not get used to it.Just like the third prince, Murong Dexin, after his wedding, the concubine always finds Zhang Jingze not pleasing to her eyes, and often makes embarrassing remarks. If Murong Zhaohui has such a wife, wouldn't he be helpless in his longevity?

"Young Master,...Young Master Changsheng! You are in a daze again." Xiao Shuang came in from the outside and put two plates of pastries on his table with a smile on her face. "What are you thinking about?"

Changsheng came back to his senses, remembered the person he was thinking about just now, and couldn't help blushing slightly: "No... nothing..."

Xiao Shuang felt that Changsheng was tired of martial arts, so he said: "Young master, don't work too hard, and pay attention to rest at ordinary times. You are tired from practicing martial arts just now, eat some snacks."

"Thank you little sister."

Changsheng wolfed down the snacks, then poured himself a cup of tea.Maybe it's because of his growing body, he's always been hungry lately.Sometimes I feel hungry again shortly after eating.Xiao Shuang looked at Chang Sheng with a smile, and reached out to clear away the plate of snacks.

"Young Master Changsheng, are you resting? His Highness Fourth is looking for you." Yanzi asked softly outside the door.

Hearing that it was Murong Zhaohui looking for him, Chang Sheng quickly stood up and said, "Have a good rest, I'll go right away."

The season is near summer, and the pomegranate flowers are in full bloom.It just rained last night, and the dew was still wet at this time, and some red petals were scattered on the green grass.Murong Zhaohui was wearing a light green shirt and stood by the gazebo, as if he had stepped out of a painting.Murong Zhaohui's appearance hasn't changed much in recent years, but his body has grown taller and his face has become more mature.Changsheng is still attracted to him unconsciously as before, and he interprets this attraction as the love of beauty that everyone has.

"Your Highness, do you have anything to do with me?" Chang Sheng saluted, then lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

"Changsheng, have you learned all the books I asked you to memorize a few days ago?"

Changsheng blushed and touched his head, and began to worry again.A few days ago, Murong Zhaohui seemed to have asked him to memorize some articles, but he hasn't memorized them yet.He listened to Murong Zhaohui for everything, and he would recite whatever Murong Zhaohui asked him to recite, but his talent was there, he was not born with a good material for studying, even if he worked hard, he was not so good.

"Some can memorize, some can't..."

Murong Zhaohui didn't say much, and only left a sentence of "Memorize it within tomorrow, and check the homework the next day." Then let Chang Sheng go back to memorize.Changsheng replied "Yes." He lowered his head, feeling a little disappointed.In the past few years, he had been expecting that Murong Zhaohui would get closer to him and talk more about things other than homework, but except for the drunken night, Murong Zhaohui never said anything to him.

After Murong Zhaohui left, Chang Sheng sat in the pavilion sullenly, picked up a withered pomegranate flower and played with it in his hands.Endorsing, endorsing, endorsing... There are still many, many books that I haven't memorized yet. In fact, I often recite new things, and forget all the old ones.In this way, Murong Zhaohui still has patience, which is already good.

Changsheng was in a trance when a ball of paper flew in from the wall and happened to land at Changsheng's feet.Chang Sheng knew who was playing the trick just by looking at the ball of paper, probably that guy Zhao Guangyu came looking for trouble again.

"Hey, Changsheng!" Sure enough, after a while, a fat round head appeared on the wall. "Changsheng, did you read the note I wrote to you?" Changsheng kicked the ball of paper and said, "I thought who threw the trash."

Zhao Guangyu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, it's the same if I tell you personally. I want to go out for a walk with you. I wonder if you are free?"

"No time, Fourth Highness asked me to endorse." Chang Sheng replied firmly.As soon as this fat man appeared, Chang Sheng knew that it was the five or six princes who were going to find fault, and it would be no good to play with them every time.

"Hey, Changsheng, let's go, we haven't played together for a long time. The few of us are going to the Imperial Garden to play chess, and we brought a lot of delicious food over here..." Changsheng casually walked a little farther, and said, "I really I'm not free, let's play with you again in two days. That's it, see you next time." After saying that, he waved his hands and went back to the room slowly.

Changsheng was lying on the bed with a book on his back, feeling more and more upset and irritable.Endorsing, endorsing... Murong Zhaohui would only make himself endorse with a stern face, but he had never done it well, and forgot to memorize one.The more Changsheng memorized, the more angry he was, he simply threw the book and fell asleep with his head covered.He is really annoying now, and Zhao Guangyu comes to harass him from time to time, like a bug that cannot be shaken off.Changsheng fell asleep for a while, got up and practiced knives and swords in the yard in a daze for a while, thinking about it, picked up the book again, and slowly memorized it.If it was my father, I would tell him to study hard.Anyway, it's right to read and endorse, and it's not just for the Fourth Highness...

"Young Master Changsheng, it's time to eat. Your Highness is letting you go." It wasn't until Xiao Shuang's voice sounded outside the door that Chang Sheng realized that it was almost dusk, so he quickly responded, adjusted his clothes, and went out to eat.

As Murong Zhaohui's accompanying reader, Changsheng's status is a bit lower, and he shouldn't have dinner at the same table with the prince, but Murong Zhaohui has been sitting at the same table with him, as if it should be like this, so he feels that the Fourth Highness should value it. his.According to his observation, Murong Zhaohui doesn't have many friends, he has never contacted Mrs. Lian's relatives in her natal family, and knows few people, so he should be regarded as his closest person.But Murong Zhaohui's complexion has been the same for five years, he stays in the room reading all day, and doesn't say much to him, at most he asks about his studies and assigns tasks, Changsheng is not sure whether Murong Zhaohui really cares about him.

Changsheng held the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and while picking up the dishes, he peeked at Murong Zhaohui from time to time.

"Longevity."

"Ah?" Chang Sheng was watching enthusiastically and was taken aback. "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"Did Zhao Guangyu come to look for you today?"

"Well, I didn't hang out with him."

Murong Zhaohui hesitated for a moment, and said, "Is it because the tasks assigned to you are too heavy, so that you don't have time to go out and play?"

"No...no, of course not...the tasks His Highness assigns are not heavy, I'm too stupid, I can't always do them well..." Chang Sheng shook his head quickly, thinking that Murong Zhaohui might be there when Zhao Guangyu came to look for him today. Nearby, he heard what he said to Zhao Guangyu, and he blushed for a while.

"A few days will be the day of the royal hunting. You should practice horsemanship and archery well, and forget about the rest. Go out and play with other children when you have time. Don't stay in the Cuiyu Palace." Changsheng said at first. Yixi, then as if thinking of something, asked: "Your Highness, shall we also go hunting this year?" Seeing Murong Zhaohui nodding, Changsheng was overjoyed for a while, before bowing his head to eat again.

The royal hunting is held once a year, and sometimes it will be arranged according to the emperor's interest, but Murong Zhaohui never joins in the fun, and stays in the palace every time, so Changsheng has never had the chance to witness the hunting scene.Most boys like hunting, and naturally they yearn for someone as active as Changsheng. In his dreams, he always wants to ride a horse, shoot and hunt, capture wolves and tigers.It's just that Murong Zhaohui has always kept a low profile in order to avoid disputes. Every time the royal hunts, he stays in the palace on the grounds that he is unwell.Although Changsheng wanted to go, but if Murong Zhaohui didn't go, he couldn't go.

After dinner, the sun just went down.Chang Sheng stretched his waist, then pulled himself together and briskly walked outside Cuiyu Palace.Just now Murong Zhaohui asked him to go out more, Chang Sheng remembered that he hadn't left Cuiyu Palace for several days.Two days ago, because his master was ill, he had a few days off, and Murong Rang hadn't finished memorizing the books, so Chang Sheng stayed in Cuiyu Palace and didn't go out for a walk.Boys at this age are all active, and Changsheng is even more active.Cuiyu Palace is not a big place, and only those places come and go, so Changsheng often runs outside.Of course, there are many places in the palace that you can't go to. Naturally, Changsheng will not mess with the rules in the palace. The places he goes are rarely visited by people, and no one will hold them accountable.

After passing through the overgrown wasteland, Changsheng came to the place that used to belong to Murong Zhaohui's mother - Red Lotus Pond.The season is approaching summer, and the lotus leaves in the pond have surfaced.Changsheng sat down in the pavilion, listening to the wind blowing from a distance, he felt a sense of peace in his heart.It won't be long before the place will be full of red lotuses, and soon...the Fourth Highness will also be eighteen.He thought about it, and somehow thought about Murong Zhaohui's marriage issue, and felt a little bored for a while, even Chang Sheng didn't understand why he cared so much.He has thought a lot about Murong Zhaohui, but... as long as he can stay by his side forever, as he is now, he will be very happy.

It was getting dark gradually, and the wind whispered softly in his ears.Thinking of the drunken words Murong Zhaohui said here during the heavy snowfall last time, Chang Sheng's heart tightened, and a burning longing suddenly arose in this cool night.Maybe he didn't want to just be like this... But, so what?

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