General, don't run away with your bag

The sun is shining and the weather is just right.

While eating breakfast, Murong Junsheng and Xiao Rufeng listened to the high-spirited discussions of three or fifty people, all of which were talking about the martial arts conference three days later.

The martial arts conference, as the name suggests, is to make friends with martial arts, and this year's martial arts conference also has a very important purpose, that is, to select the leader of the martial arts alliance. Anyone with both ability and virtue in the world can win the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.This made Murong Junsheng, who grew up in the palace and had never seen anything in the world, feel a little interesting.

"We'll stay in Suzhou for a few more days. Since we're here, it wouldn't be a pity if we miss out on such a grand event." Taking a sip of millet porridge, Murong Junsheng thought that anyway, his visit here is just a trip, there is no so-called timeliness, and there is no so-called so-called Due to the location, it doesn't matter if you stay for a few more days.

"Yeah!" Xiao Rufeng responded in a low voice, but he also secretly complained in his heart, which means that he will have to share the bed with the emperor these days. He is not unwilling, but he is afraid that Murong Junsheng will inadvertently The gentleness in the room made him even more afraid that he would not be able to keep his heart.

Puff!A laugh sounded, and Xiao Rufeng looked up instantly in shock, only to see Murong Junsheng staring at him and laughing in a low voice, but he didn't understand it at all.

"Rufeng, what are you thinking, this porridge is all on your lips." Murong Junsheng wiped it off for him with a low smile.

The warm touch of fingers rubbing against his mouth was fleeting, even before Xiao Rufeng could react, everything was over, but he just felt his face was hot, as if he would always feel ashamed in a daze in front of Murong Junsheng.

"Why, don't you say thank you?" The smile in Murong Junsheng's eyes grew stronger. For some reason, he just liked Xiao Rufeng's shy appearance in front of him. The decisive killing at the time, but a side that will only be revealed in front of him.

"Thank you son!" Xiao Rufeng thanked him instinctively, as if he would never escape the habit of being led by Murong Junsheng.

"Hehe!" Murong Junsheng laughed again, "Is Rufeng full? Shall we go out for a stroll?"

"I'm full!" Putting down his chopsticks in a panic, Xiao Rufeng always felt that Murong Junsheng was very strange these days. Ignored that Murong Junsheng used the word "we" in his words, and used a discussing tone.

Fortunately, it was ignored, otherwise such an abnormal Murong Junsheng might frighten Xiao Rufeng too much.

"Let's go!" Murong Junsheng didn't care about Xiao Rufeng's overreaction, stood up and walked out first.

Stepping out of the inn, you will see all kinds of small stalls, shouting loudly. The prosperity of Suzhou City is not worse than that of Beijing City.

Murong Junsheng is happy to see such prosperity, it can be seen that under his governance, the people live and work in peace and contentment!

Occasionally seeing a clay figurine stall, Xiao Rufeng slowed down unconsciously.

Xiao Rufeng's sudden slow walk, Murong Junsheng naturally saw it, followed Xiao Rufeng's line of sight, and saw rows of lifelike clay figurines, including Monkey King, Erlang God, and various other types of figurines. .

"Like it?" Murong Junsheng said with a smile as he walked over

Um!When I was young, my family was poor, and other children had a lot of delicious and fun things, but when I was sick, my mother would buy some clay figurines to cheer me up. While telling stories..." It seemed that he was caught in some kind of memory, which made him temporarily forget the people around him, Xiao Rufeng had some nostalgia on his face, and smiled softly, "At that time, I was still young and ignorant, I always want to be sick, because only in this way can I enjoy a little bit of children's fun. "

There was a pang of distress in his heart, he knew that Xiao Rufeng's family was not well off, but Murong Junsheng never thought that Xiao Rufeng's childhood would be so miserable, even buying a clay figurine that he despised was a luxury.

"Boss, how do you sell this clay figurine?" After walking to the clay puppet stall, Murong Junsheng pointed to the small clay figurines that had already been kneaded.

"One for three cents, two for five cents, what kind of clay figurine does this gentleman want?" the stall owner asked with a smile on his face.

"I can pinch anything!" Murong Junsheng looked at the stall owner suspiciously.

"It's natural, as long as you can say it, I can't make it." The stall owner boasted without hesitation, and he is full of confidence in his craftsmanship.

"Then I want two, one pinched like me, and one pinched like him." Murong Junsheng tilted his head thinking, pointed to him and then pointed to Xiao Rufeng, and said: "Pinch it well." Now, this tael of silver is yours."

"Okay! Look carefully, it doesn't look like I won't charge you money!" The stall owner's eyes lit up immediately. Although he was surprised by Murong Junsheng's request, it had nothing to do with him, as long as he earned the money.

Not long after, the two little clay figurines came alive in front of Murong Junsheng's eyes. Murong Junsheng picked up one in each hand and couldn't help chuckling. They really looked alike.

"For you!" A deep voice sounded, and Murong Junsheng had returned to Xiao Rufeng.

Jumping out of the thoughts of the past, the goal was a miniature clay figure Murong Junsheng, Xiao Rufeng was more surprised than happy, his lips trembled slightly, thousands of words were choked in his throat, he wanted to say but didn't know what to say.

Xiao Rufeng never thought that Murong Junsheng would go to buy clay figurines in such a short time, and it was still a miniature version of him, so he felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

"Stupid! Take it!" Murong Junsheng smiled and stuffed the miniature version of him into Xiao Rufeng's hands, and even shook the miniature version of Xiao Rufeng in his hand, "I'm with you, Yours is with me."

While Murong Junsheng was talking about Xiao Rufeng being stupid, he didn't know that he was laughing even more stupidly at this moment.

Son! "At this moment, Xiao Rufeng discovered that Murong Junsheng still had a clay figurine in his hand, and it was a miniature version of him. He no longer knew what words to use to describe his heart at this moment. In his knowledge, Murong Junsheng Sheng is not the kind of person who would do this kind of thing at all, and he still faces a man who is big and rough.

In fact, after doing all this, Murong Junsheng also felt quite incredible, since he was young, he didn't seem to have personally given anyone a gift, especially such an inconspicuous gift, but now he just does it like this, and it's still very naive Let the stall owner make it like the two of them, and even more mysteriously gave the one that was originally reserved for him to Xiao Rufeng, but when he saw Xiao Rufeng's rich expression, surprised and happy, his heart I am very happy.

Just be happy!Murong Junsheng thought to himself, don't care what he was thinking just now.

Xiao Rufeng smiled like a child, carefully caressing the clay figurine Murong Junsheng with his fingers, no matter what Murong Junsheng had in mind, he would cherish it, because it was the one he had received for more than 20 years. best gift.

Thank you son! "The happy mood made Xiao Rufeng temporarily forget all the complicated relationships, raised the clay figurine of Murong Junsheng in his hand, pressed his little head, and said mischievously.

"No thanks, no thanks!" Murong Junsheng also felt a bit playful, following Xiao Rufeng's appearance, he picked up the clay figurine of Xiao Rufeng in his hand, and made movements like drawing a gourd.

As soon as the words fell, both of them were taken aback for a moment, their eyes met, and at this moment, only each other was reflected in each other's pupils.

The sun shines on each other's shoulders, and the beauty of this scene makes each other remember for a lifetime, even in the days of fragmentation in the future, they can vaguely recall the beauty when they held their respective clay figurines in their hands.

"Let's go!" After a long time, Murong Junsheng said squarely, but an extremely unnatural look flashed across his face.

On this day, they walked all over the streets, eating the most common market snacks, and playing small folk games that ordinary people often play.

The happy time always passes away quickly, the bright moon is already high, the breeze is blowing slowly, it is already late at night, there are almost no people on the street, the hustle and bustle of the day is gone, leaving behind the silent moonlight, they quietly Walk quietly on the way back to the inn.

Aside from all troubles and miscellaneous matters, Murong Junsheng had to admit that he had a great time this day, never had the pleasure before, he had too many scruples before, as an emperor, although he had what he wanted, he never wanted it. He will play wildly like this, and it seems that in front of Xiao Rufeng, he can let go of all the burdens that he should have as an emperor, and he doesn't need to deliberately control his emotions, expressing his joy, anger, sorrow and joy on his face.

Leaving aside the clear distinction between masters and servants, Xiao Rufeng had to admit that he had a very happy day, a joy he had never had before. There were too many things on his mind before, but now he let go of some burdens. And he wanted to give it a try, even though Murong Junsheng had clearly expressed his dislike for this matter.

Disgusting, but all kinds of behaviors told him that his emperor was not completely ruthless to him, he didn't ask for anything, he just wanted him to see him more in his eyes.

Back at the inn, Xiao Rufeng made the bed naturally. Seeing that Murong Junsheng had stepped into the tub, he hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

Feeling the wetness on his back, Murong Junsheng who was closing his eyes and resting his mind suddenly opened his eyes, seeing Xiao Rufeng rubbing his back seriously, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"This subordinate serves the young master to take a bath!" Under Murong Junsheng's burning gaze, Xiao Rufeng bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Hmm! Can you massage?" The corners of the mouth curled up a little, happy to see Xiao Rufeng's initiative, "I'm a little tired today, and my back is sore!"

"Yes!" Xiao Rufeng replied in a low voice, and put his hands flat on Murong Junsheng's back, exerted a little force, and squeezed them very seriously.

Comfortable!Xiao Rufeng's method is really authentic!Murong Junsheng closed his eyes and enjoyed it wholeheartedly, silently praised in his heart.

Xiao Rufeng, who kept encouraging himself to do countless ideological work, fell into a panic the moment he lay on the bed. Fortunately, Murong Junsheng didn't make any movement tonight, as if he was really tired, and fell asleep as soon as he got on the bed.

Quietly listening to the even breathing sound beside him, a burst of sweetness filled his heart, Xiao Rufeng thought, as long as he stays quietly by his side, that's enough.