The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

After Hua Jue sent the letter, she nestled in the corner of the room and looked through the almanac, planning to choose an auspicious day for marriage, bathing, and travel, and make good preparations.Unexpectedly, he was arrested by Xuanlong early in the morning before discussing the details with Xiaofenghuang.

Hua Jue rubbed her eyes, her mind was still in a trance: "My lord?"

Seeing that he was only wearing a single shirt, Xuanlong quietly covered the doors and windows, and then looked at Feng Huang on the table: the little fat bird just dipped the tip of its beak in ink, and was going to teach Hua Jue his bubble With personal experience, I didn't expect that before I had time to write a word, Xuanlong suddenly came to the door.Immediately it stopped moving, ricocheted on the paper, then lay down on its stomach, trying to disguise itself as an innocent passing parrot.

"You keep it in the room, don't you feel noisy?" Xuanlong asked.

"Fortunately, it's very good." Hua Jue was afraid that the dragon would not like the little phoenix again, and wanted to make it into a braised phoenix or something, so he hurriedly spoke good words for the little fat bird.

"Really? It seems to be stealing your ink to drink." Xuanlong looked at the circle of ink around Feng Huang's beak. "This parrot... likes to drink ink?"

Hua Jue quickly made up an explanation: "This bird is more independent, it is a phoenix full of ink. If you feed it some ordinary syrup, it will not be happy."

"Is that so?" Xuanlong thought about it, and suddenly became interested: "The bird you are looking at is indeed a bit strange. Then, I will ask someone to send more ink sticks and inkstones in the future, and the ordinary bird food will be broken."

Hua Jue: "..."

Feng Huang: "..."

The white and fat bird on the table cried out "Hua Jue" again, and then fell straight down on the table.Hua Jue sighed in her heart for the unlucky little Phoenix, and said, "Thank you, my lord."

Xuan Long nodded and didn't ask any more questions, just waiting for him to change his clothes.

Not long after Hua Jue got off the bed, she hurried behind the screen.It was dark in the early morning, and the candlelight reflected a faint shadow behind the screen. Xuanlong looked at the shadow, then turned around slowly, and took a few sips of the cup of cold tea he had drunk.After a long while, Hua Jue tidied herself up, fetched water to wash up, and finally remembered and asked, "Why is Taqiu today? I, I mean..."

"I also want to go out alone with you." Xuanlong didn't wait for him to finish, stretched out a hand and held Hua Jue's hand, the expression on his face didn't fluctuate at all, Hua Jue looked a little terrified.Literally, this sentence should be a sentence of love, but is this the way of saying love?

In fact, Hua Jue's original intention was that he didn't have time to prepare, but his current job is to cultivate feelings with this dragon, if Xuanlong wants to misunderstand, then let him misunderstand...

Hua Jue secretly raised her eyes to glance at him, but saw Xuan Long looking over very calmly, his eyes were somewhat unpredictable. "The Holy Majesty is going to build a palace in Jiangling. The address has not been determined yet. The feng shui master I invited arrived in Jiangling today, and I will take you there to have a look."

"Oh." Hua Jue said, walking into the courtyard with him, and suddenly saw Xuan Long looking at him sideways: "Why, are you unhappy?"

Hua Jue shook her head.

But Xuanlong smiled and held him tighter: "I will make up for you in a few days, just the two of us."

Hua Jue sneered: "I'm really not unhappy..."

He could see Xuanlong's current routine: when this person talked to him, he was obviously absent-minded, and he was still dismissing him as a random young man.In other words, the name Fenghuang is not different to King Ziyang for the time being, maybe Xuanlong just feels that there is a lack of someone around him.When going out, he covered his head with a gauze hat as instructed, and shared a car with Xuanlong.When she got to the place, Hua Jue found that many people came, all of them were prominent figures, and the servants and female companions around her also covered their faces.

At the table, the two of them were the focus.King Ziyang is known to be very quiet and not close to beauty. He even brought a male companion here today. Everyone was amazed, and suddenly someone asked: "I heard that the number one daughter in Jiangling a few days ago seems to be the same as the prince. We got acquainted, is this bringing people over?"

"It's nothing but a prostitute who sells his appearance." Someone laughed in a low voice.The one who spoke was a young man about the same age as Hua Jue, dressed gracefully, with the air of being surrounded by stars, but when he came in front of Xuanlong, he was very obedient and docile, and he only took a glass of wine to toast Xuanlong: "Uncle, please .”

This young man was originally a hostage sent by a small country on the border, but after his family and country were destroyed, the first emperor saw that he was smart and was just in time for the day of amnesty, so he couldn't bear to see this young man die, so he was sent to a certain country. The concubine is being disciplined and raised as a prince.Later, he was granted the throne, and this person became a regular as a person with a different surname.In front of Xuanlong, others followed his lead and called "Five Little Princes", while he honestly called Xuanlong "Uncle Emperor".

Xuanlong accepted the wine, raised his glass and drank it.But the young man paid respects over and over again, pointing to something in his words, and the one who asked was Hua Jue who was beside him.The little prince said sourly: "Which beauty is it that the emperor dotes on so much that he refuses to drink a sip of wine, it seems that he refuses to give my nephew this face."

Hua Jue was bored at the scene of them drinking and drinking, and you advancing and retreating, and she was eating away, but she didn't want to be targeted by the gun.Xuanlong didn't respond, just pushed a glass of wine to Hua Jue, and said softly: "Drink it."

Hua Jue doesn't drink too much, but it's okay to have a drink or two once in a while.When he was a child, he even got drunk when he ate the wild fruit pickled by his grandma. He knew very well what kind of virtue he was when he was drunk.However, what he was afraid of would come, the table presented was a flower carving with a long stamina, the young man saw that he drank, he continued to persuade him with a smile in his eyes, and he seemed to want to overwhelm him when he talked.

Hua Jue hadn't had time to eat anything, and her health was also poor. After drinking a cup on an empty stomach, her blood was already hot, she became dizzy intermittently, and almost couldn't stand still.In a hurry, he groped around to find something to support him, and he just grabbed Xuanlong's clothes corner.Xuanlong supported him calmly, and said: "Enough, he doesn't drink much."

The little prince yelled loudly: "I don't believe it, the people around the emperor's uncle are the top cards, how can there be people who can't drink alcohol?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately alarmed the rest of the uninformed people.Everyone here has heard of Feng Huang's name, but they don't have the financial resources and resources to get a glimpse of the legendary top name.The Taqiu picnic was held with unrestrained interest, and the little prince was here to stir up the flames. The people present were all aroused for a while, and they coaxed Hua Jue to take off her veil.Some of the eyes glued to him were jealous and obscene, and more of them were like watching a monkey show, waiting to see how this small farce would end.

Hua Jue panicked a little.He could take off the veil and show them, but was it necessary?If Fenghuang himself came, there would probably be a more clever way to slowly lead the situation to other directions, find a step down, but Hua Jue can't speak, and secondly, she is timid, and it is absolutely impossible to calm down the situation.

At this time, Xuanlong who had been supporting him just now suddenly let go, and leaned back on the back of the chair in a different position, showing a calm and indifferent attitude.He looked at Hua Jue with some sense of deterrence and order, telling him clearly: Do this.

If he doesn't do it, it will be Ziyang King's face that will be refuted.

Hua Jue's hand holding the wine cup trembled a little, and the boy hadn't finished the five glasses he wanted him to drink.Xuan Long stared at him, the young man's face was hidden behind the veil, he couldn't see clearly, but he could imagine what it was like after that: flustered, hesitant, probably a little sad.

So far, he has confirmed that the person beside him is not the real Feng Huang.But he didn't care whether he was dropped or this person suddenly changed his gender.

It's just a plaything, and it doesn't need to be given too much attention.Xuanlong withdrew his gaze, and continued to paint the unfinished painting yesterday in his mind. He wanted to add a pair of bright eyes to the delicate and gentle person. In those eyes...

He froze for a moment.

How to draw?The light in the eyes, when sad, can only add tears.Thinking of that scene, Xuanlong suddenly felt a slight twitch somewhere deep in his heart, and because of this slight change, he subconsciously pulled the person around him into his arms, and stretched out his hand behind the thick and complicated veil, Touched Hua Jue's face, wanting to confirm something.

Delicate chin, slightly moist lips, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, he compared them with the people in his paintings one by one, and finally his fingers stopped at the corners of Hua Jue's eyes.

...So I didn't cry.

He suddenly realized that he was worrying too much.When Hua Jue was still thinking about how to get through the scene naturally and politely, he was caught off guard and pulled over by him, and accidentally poured a glass of wine on him.He was at a loss: "Mocking... the prince?"

Xuanlong was silent for a while, let him go, stretched out his hand to fit his clothes, but still kept one hand, holding Hua Jue firmly.Facing the astonished crowd, Xuan Long said: "Don't tease him anymore, he... is thin-skinned and can't stand jokes, and he will cry with me again after he returns."

Hua Jue: "..."

Although it is not clear what happened, Xuanlong finally saved the game for him, and Hua Jue breathed a sigh of relief.One step followed another, and everyone changed their conversations one after another, joking with each other, and the topic was taken over.

After drinking for three rounds, the scouts at the side came to report: "My lord, the feng shui master of the surveyed palace has come, do you want to see it?"

"See you." Xuan Long stood up and called the young man who had just persuaded Hua Jue to drink: "Xiao Wu, you come with me." After finishing speaking, the two hurriedly greeted the other people at the banquet, and then they left.

As Xuanlong's "person next to him", Hua Jue also walked out as a matter of course.After walking a few steps, Xuan Long turned his head and told him to get into the carriage behind him and sit separately from him: "You wait for me outside."

Hua Jue said "oh" again, calmly expressing that he knew.Xuanlong stopped to look at him, lifted his hat curtain a little, and saw his eyes.

Hua Jue stared at him blankly, feeling a little uncomfortable: "You... you should hurry up."

Are you angry too?

After thinking about it for a while, Xuan Long leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "I'll be right back." The few people who stayed on the sidelines were stunned.