Chapter 19 Let’s Go
Leaning on his shoulder, that faint sweet fragrance began to linger around my nose again.
He rubbed Song Huaixi hard into his body with his hands. Only in this way could the violence in his heart be relieved for a moment.
Sitting on Zhao Fangye's lap and being hugged tightly, Song Huaixi was a little confused.
But he could feel that Zhao Fangye was unhappy.
So she put her hands around his back and patted him gently: "Zhao Fangye...you have to be happy."
In the shadow of the bookshelf, a tall man in black clothes blending into the darkness snuggled tightly in the arms of a young man in warm yellow brocade clothes.
Song Huaixi's bright brocade robe became the only warmth in the cold and solemn study.
afternoon.
Song Huaixi was writing in the study.
He wrote seriously, and the thick stack of paper at hand was filled with Zhao Fangye's name.
Although the handwriting is crooked, some progress can be seen.
"Why do you only write my own?" Standing behind him, Zhao Fangye's eyes fell on the paper.
He picked up the most beautiful of the written words and gave them to Zhao Fangye: "See if I wrote well?"
Zhao Fangye nodded, not wanting to hit him: "Not bad."
Upon hearing this, Song Huaixi became happy and carefully folded up the calligraphy that Zhao Fangye had praised and put it away.
"I can write my own name, but I can't write yours yet. I need to learn it quickly."
Hearing this, Zhao Fangye turned his gaze to Song Huaixi. His eyes moved slightly, and he pursed his lips without saying anything.
In the morning, the Prime Minister's words were still ringing in his ears, like a ghost demanding his life, yelling in his ears all the time.
His eyes fell on that innocent face, and Zhao Fangye secretly clenched his hands hanging by his side. This person who had always been alone and free of worries suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
He seems to have a soft spot...
Zhao Fangye was under house arrest for a month and spent more time at home.
Recently, they almost eat and sleep together, and what Song Huaixi does every day is to pester Zhao Fangye.
Whatever he does, Song Huaixi does.
The weather turned cold and the wind was howling outside the window. Nanny Zhang brought a pot of ginger and red date tea and placed it on the small table.
Song Huaixi curled up on the soft couch, wrapped himself tightly in fox fur, and lay down to read a picture book.
"Princess, why didn't you go to the study today?" Nanny Zhang asked as she served him the ginger and red date tea.
I put the book down and took a sip of the light yellow tea. A little sweet and a little spicy. It tastes weird.
He put it aside and stopped drinking, sighing, "It's so boring to write every day, and the study is cold, my hands are so cold that they hurt."
Nanny Zhang laughed. Song Huaixi could make people laugh so much when he was at home. When I arrived at Prince Ning’s mansion, there were no playmates and no place to play. The only two things left to do every day were looking for Zhao Fangye and reading comic books.
Knowing that he was bored, Aunt Zhang comforted him, "It's almost the New Year, and things will get lively soon."
Turning his head, Song Huaixi thought for a moment and said, "But when I was at home, these days were already very lively. But the palace doesn't seem to have prepared anything."
This is indeed true. Even ordinary people start making preparations for the New Year after Laba Festival.
However, the palace was still deserted, without a trace of New Year's joy.
That's strange.
During dinner, Song Huaixi picked up some food for Zhao Fangye. Suddenly he said, "Zhao Fangye, the New Year is coming. Let's go shopping for New Year's goods together!"
Nanny Zhang, who was serving nearby, paused and hurried to look at Zhao Fangye's expression. You should know that he was confined to the palace because of Song Huaixi.
How could he leave the house without permission, and accompany Song Huaixi to buy New Year's goods?
Nanny Zhang was afraid that Zhao Fangye would be unhappy, so she quickly winked at Song Huaixi.
"Princess... Just leave this kind of small matter to Uncle Wang. No need to trouble you and the prince..."
"oh."
Song Huaixi's eyebrows drooped, and his tone was full of expectation: "But I want to go, there must be a lot of fun things on the street. I haven't seen them..."
When he was in the Song Mansion, he rarely went out of the house. The only time he could go out for fun with his brother and sister-in-law was during the New Year and other holidays.
Poking the rice in the bowl in disappointment, Song Huaixi suddenly felt that the rice no longer tasted good.
Putting the dish he passed to him into his mouth, Zhao Fangye glanced at him, his expression unchanged: "If you want to go, ask Uncle Wang and Adjutant Sun to accompany you."
"Really?"
When she heard that she could go out and play, her fair and beautiful face was filled with joy again. It is as exciting as an actor who can change his face.
Not knowing what he was thinking of, Song Huaixi stood up and ran to him: "Aren't you going?"
Zhao Fangye shook his head. He has always had low material desires and has no interest in these things. Only Song Huaixi was young and always wanted to play and seek new things.
Being rejected, Song Huaixi felt a little regretful.
Every day he watched Zhao Fangye practice sword skills and stay in the study except for eating and sleeping.
It's so boring. It's really boring.
There are so many fun, delicious and beautiful things out there, and he really wants to go with Zhao Fangye.
Pulling his sleeve, Song Huaixi said coquettishly in a soft voice: "Go ahead, it's really fun. We can pick out New Year's goods together."
Nanny Zhang and Chunhua and Chaolu, who were standing by to serve, just watched Song Huaixi act coquettishly towards Zhao Fangye. Everyone was silently worried about his behavior.
Chunhua and Chaolu knew that Zhao Fangye didn't like going out and was indifferent in his bones. Few people could disrupt his pace of life.
Nanny Zhang was worried that Song Huaixi's unreasonable behavior would disgust Zhao Fangye.
His hands holding the bowl began to shake as he was pulled by him, and Zhao Fangye helplessly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands.
His light-colored eyes looked at Song Huaixi who was acting coquettishly towards him.
The big black eyes looked at him brightly, full of desire. It seemed that if I rejected these dark eyes, they would immediately be filled with tears.
His tone was calm as water: "Do you really want me to go? Why?"
Song Huaixi found that Zhao Fangye always liked to ask him why, why? Why so many whys? I just really want to go with Zhao Fangye.
No reason.
I like it purely by instinct.
Rolling his eyes, Song Huaixi smiled and said, "That's right, I want to take you out to play. You're so bored every day."
After looking at him for a while, Zhao Fangye looked away. His expression was calm: "Then go ahead."
The Chinese New Year has always been an insignificant day for Zhao Fangye, nothing special about it. He never cared that he was the only one alone on the day when families were reuniting.
But now something seems different.
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room was stunned for a moment. Although he is still under house arrest, Zhao Fangye actually agreed to let Song Huaixi accompany him to play on the street.
Except for Song Huaixi who was dancing with joy, everyone else had confusion in their eyes.
After receiving the news, Uncle Wang, who was preparing his carriage for tomorrow's trip, had a smile on his face.
Adjutant Sun standing by was stunned. What made this old man so happy?
"Uncle Wang, what are you laughing at?" Reaching out to add a handful of hay to the horse, Adjutant Sun continued to mutter.
"The prince is still under house arrest? Is it really okay to leave the palace without permission? And the prince has never been in the mood to go shopping before, why is he suddenly buying New Year's goods?"
Patting the horse, Wang Bo breathed a sigh of relief: "Silly boy, what do you know? This is a good thing."
"Good thing?" I was stunned by what he said.
What's good about it? By then, the emperor will have another excuse to deal with his prince.
"Silly boy, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. This is a good thing for the prince. Thanks to the princess, she is such a lucky little star."
As he said this, he walked out with his hands behind his back, leaving Adjutant Sun with his face disheveled and confused.
What's good about it?
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