Small green grass falling from the sky

[The Zhao family is about to change hands? 】

When Chu Jing came, Su Li was painting on the stone table under the locust tree.

At this time, when he was drawing to a critical point, Su Li heard the noise, but did not look up.

Chu Jing raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw him holding a paintbrush in his hand and focused on his expression—the little flower farmer can paint?From the looks of it, it looks like that.

He didn't bother Su Li, but just stood quietly behind him, watching him lightly and slowly, that skillful movements, quite everyone's demeanor.

After a while, an antique flower pot appeared on the yellowed paper, and a flat peach tree more than a foot high was planted in the pot, and the pink peach blossoms were in full bloom.

After he received the last sum, Chu Jing asked with a smile, "When did you learn to draw?"

Su Li's hand holding the pen tightened, bit his lips, and didn't answer—he didn't want to lie, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he kept silent.

Chu Jing didn't ask any more questions, but stretched out his long arms, walked around his body and took the painting in his hand.

Su Li glanced at him, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Chu Jing looked down at him, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, "Are you willing to talk to me?"

Su Li pursed her lips, still a little angry.

Chu Jing curled his lips into a smile, curled up and put the drawing paper into his arms.

Su Li's eyes widened, and he looked at him in surprise, "That's mine!"

Chu Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled deeper, "It's mine now."

"You... how can you be so domineering!" Su Li raised his finger and pointed at him, his cheeks flushed with anger.

Chu Jing pinched his face with a smile, and felt much more pleasing to the eye looking at the scar.

Su Li opened his hand, turned his back in annoyance, and said bluntly: "What is the king doing at my house?"

Chu Jing pointed to the cart of porcelain, and said with a smile, "Pay the debt."

It was only then that Su Li noticed that there was a flatbed cart in the door opening, on which were stacked large and small boxes, all of which were engraved with the words "Ding Kiln White Porcelain".

He widened his eyes in surprise, and looked at Chu Jing like a fool—he really bought it?

Chu Jing knocked on his forehead dissatisfied, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Su Li bit her lower lip, her expression was complicated - should she still be angry?

Chu Jing paused, pinched his chin gently, "Don't eat your mouth." Let him bite down like this, and he can't help but want to taste it.

Su Li quickly let go of her teeth, turned her face away, and got rid of Chu Jing's hand.

Chu Jing rubbed his fingertips, savoring the slippery texture between his fingers—a pity!

Su Li coughed lightly, deliberately finding fault, "Where's Plum Blossom Snow Water?"

Chu Jing took out a jar from behind as if conjuring, and said pretending to be distressed: "There is no plum blossom snow water, but can lotus flower snow water make it?"

Lotus snow water?

Su Li just wanted to nod, but after thinking about it, he felt wrong, "Don't try to deceive me, where is there lotus snow water?"

"Haven't you heard?" Chu Jing looked at him and said solemnly, "On New Year's Eve last year, all the lotus flowers in Kaibao Temple were in full bloom in the heavy snow. I have some friendship with Abbot Changyuan, so I asked him for it cheekily. One altar, if you like, I will give you half of the altar."

Last New Year's Eve...

Naturally, Su Li hadn't heard of it. At that time, all the men of the Prime Minister's Mansion were imprisoned in the sky prison, and they were only waiting for the opening of the court on February [-], and then they were dragged to the Meridian Gate and beheaded for public display.

As soon as the sadness appeared, his face was pinched.

Su Li raised his head and met those slightly drooping phoenix eyes.

Chu Jing pointed at the corner of his mouth and pulled it up, "Be happy, I'll give you the whole altar, okay?"

Su Li blinked his watery eyes, and replied hoarsely, "Okay."

Chu Jing raised the corners of his eyes and said with a light smile, "Why are you still crying?"

"No." Su Li grabbed his hand and rubbed his eyes to cover up, "Don't pinch your face every now and then, it hurts."

Thick fingers were gently clenched by thin white hands, Chu Jing half-raised his wrist, reluctant to move it.

Su Li quickly let go.

He glanced at the cart of porcelain, then hugged the clay pot filled with snow water into his arms, and said pretending to be generous: "This time, it's over, and you are not allowed to be a demon in the future."

Chu Jing laughed with a "pop" and said, "You're being a good boy when you get a bargain."

Su Li snorted softly, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and turned to move the small red clay stove.

After a while, the two sat opposite each other at the stone table and drank tea quietly.

After watering the flowers earlier, the little flower spirits were no longer afraid of Chu Jing. They pushed each other and flew to him, covering their little faces and looking at him quietly—the reason why they covered their faces was probably to prevent being caught by Chu Jing. Jing saw it.

Su Li was amused by the appearance of the little guys, and almost choked on the tea.

Chu Jing looked at him with a smile, "Why are you so happy?"

"No, no." Su Li waved his hands, seeing Chacha who had blatantly climbed on top of Chu Jing's head, he quickly lowered his head, his shoulders shaking suspiciously.

Chacha raised her chin and put her hips on her hips, and still did not forget to greet her friends, "Little Mint, come here, it's so high and cool here!"

Su Li covered her face with her sleeves, and laughed again.

Chu Jing raised his eyebrows in surprise, unable to guess where his smile was at all.

Pan Yu came out of the flower shed while stretching, and was taken aback when he saw the figure under the locust tree.

blue wolf?

No, it's not.

He shook his head, this is clearly a human being, a human being with the destiny of a human emperor.

Pan Yu looked at Chu Jing for a while, then turned and went back to the flower shed.

Su Li looked nervously at Pan Yu, then at Chu Jing, and was relieved to find that the latter had no special reaction.

Pan Yu said that he knows invisibility, in order not to be discovered by humans, he is usually invisible.

Chu Jing obviously didn't notice him.

Even so, Su Li cleared his throat, trying to divert his attention.

Sure enough, Chu Jing looked over and asked concerned, "Is your throat uncomfortable? Drinking some honeysuckle tea is very effective in reducing anger and anger when the seasons change."

Su Li nodded awkwardly, and changed the subject, "Xiaohu said that he is following Captain Xiao to practice swordsmanship. I thought, if Captain Xiao doesn't dislike it, I will choose a day and hold a banquet for apprenticeship."

Chu Jing smiled and waved his hands, "Sanlang likes that kid Xiaohu, and is willing to teach him. It's not that particular."

Su Li insisted: "Courtesy cannot be abolished, unless... Captain Xiao doesn't like our background."

Chu Jing looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "You!"

Su Li lowered his head and drank tea calmly.

Chu Jing was more than a head taller than him. From his angle, he could only see Xiao Huanong's long and curved eyelashes and a white and round chin.

His virgin heart, which had been silent for many years, moved for no reason.

Once upon a time, when he was a teenager full of longing for the future, wasn't that what his fantasy partner was like?White, short, with a little pride and cunning.He is willing to love him, spoil him, and give him the best in the world.

However, according to his intuition, Little Flower Farmer doesn't seem to be...

Are you going to drag him into the water?

Chu Jing clenched his fists tightly, then loosened them again.

A white hand stretched out from the opposite side, poured out the slightly cold tea, and poured another cup.

"Not good?" Su Li looked up at him slightly, his dark pupils were full of seriousness.

"No, it's delicious." Chu Jing cleared his hoarse throat vaguely.

Su Li smiled slightly, "Have you finished the plum wine you gave me last time?"

"It's over." Chu Jing said without thinking, "It's delicious."

Su Li smiled, "There are still at home. When His Highness leaves, you can take two more altars with you."

Before Chu Jing could nod his head, Su Li changed his mind, "Otherwise, I'll make a copy of the recipe for brewing wine later, and His Highness will ask the family to brew more. It will be more convenient (bian4) if you think about it."

"Not good." Chu Jing resolutely refused - if he made it himself, wouldn't he lose an excuse to come and go frequently?

Su Li was taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously.

Chu Jing smiled, "You brewed it, can you drink it for me?"

Su Li paused, and replied with a smile, "Okay."

After Chu Jing left, Pan Yu walked out with her chin raised, holding a guqin in her arms.

"Who is that person?" he asked straight to the point.

"Chu Jing is the current county king."

"My surname is Chu?" Pan Yu frowned, "How long have I been sleeping, and the dynasty has changed?"

Su Li smiled, "No. Today's surname is Zhao, and Chu Jing is his adopted son."

Pan Yu was even more puzzled, "Isn't it his own? Why does he have the spirit of a real dragon?"

Now it was Su Li who was surprised, "True dragon spirit?" Is it what he thought?

"Taotao, are you sure?" Su Li was a little anxious, "Are you sure you read it right?"

Pan Yu snorted disdainfully, "The luck of the emperor is so small that it won't be hidden from my eyes."

Su Li clenched his fists. This news meant a lot to him and the whole Da Chu.

How could Chu Jing have the spirit of a real dragon?Could it be that something unexpected happened to Zhao's royal family, or...Chu Jing had a heart of disobedience for a long time?

Before Su Li could figure it out, Pan Yu said again, "However, the aura on his body is already very weak, I guess I don't have that thought!"

"Ah?" Su Li was puzzled, "Don't you have that thought?"

Pan Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Going down to earth, not only forgetting the past, but also becoming stupid, do you think it's worth it?"

Su Li plucked his ears uncomfortably, feeling very guilty—he always felt that Pan Yu had admitted the wrong person, and he was afraid that he might have mistaken him for the original person.

Pan Yu ignored his small thoughts, and took the initiative to say: "In my opinion, the way of heaven is originally biased towards that surnamed Chu, but he has no intention of seizing the throne, so he gave up the fate of the emperor to others."

Su Li quickly realized, "So, there is another person who has the spirit of a real dragon?"

Pan Yu plucked the strings casually, and nodded indifferently.

"Who could that person be? Taotao, can you find him?" Su Li secretly became excited. If he could find that person and find a way to make friends with him, would the Su family have a chance to appeal their grievances?

Who knows, Pan Yu shook her head, "I have to see it with my own eyes to be sure."

Su Li bit her lip, and said earnestly, "Then... can you follow me out to look for it?"

Pan Yu shook her head again and sighed softly, "I can't leave here."

Su Li was taken aback, what do you mean?

"Not only I can't, they can't." Pan Yu pointed to the little flower spirits jumping and playing among the branches, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Su Li was a little anxious.

Pan Yu pursed her lips, with a bit of coldness in her eyes, "Unless you make a contract with humans."

Su Li was silent for a while, and he could tell from Pan Yu's expression alone that the so-called "contract" was definitely not a good thing, at least not for Hua Ling.

The excited mood gradually calmed down, Su Li lowered his eyelids slightly, comforting himself silently, don't worry, there will be a chance, it will happen.

Seeing the changing expression on his face, Pan Yu stopped, and was about to ask, when suddenly she had a thought and turned her head abruptly.

"Quack, where did I get such an unpleasant sound from the piano? It turns out that Little Peach Blossom has woken up!" The black starling flew over the wall and yelled at Pan Yu meanly.

Pan Yu's exquisite face was instantly clouded, "Dead bird! Why are you here?"

Wu Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "Of course it's because my king is here!"

"That wolf?" Pan Yu glanced at Su Li, and said with a smile, "He really followed!"

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