Queen, I am dressing for you

Chapter 28 Kite

Since the last time the kite was broken by their tutuotuo, An Junchen burst into tears with distress, hugged Xi Yazhu all night, and finally vented his emotions.The next morning, he kissed Xi Yazhu and ran to make his kite again.

This time, in order not to let Xi Yazhu underestimate his craftsmanship, he worked hard and ran out for a walk. Seeing the colors on other people's kites, he decided to draw a picture on it too.But what to draw.Ask Xi Yazhu.

"Yazhu, what do you like?"

Xi Yazhu was still in a drowsy sleep at this time, in the middle of the night An Junchen made her sleepless, she was extremely sleepy, and half asleep and half awake, she said a name that had been dusty in her memory for many years: "Yahu." This Yahu was the name of a white dog he raised when he was young, but unfortunately, after his mother passed away, Yahu also left.

However, An Junchen obviously didn't know about this...

It turns out that Yazhu likes this, so tomorrow I will return to the palace and make hundreds of different styles for Yazhu, changing one every day!

The happy person ran out, while Xi Yazhu took a nap in a daze, continued to sleep, smacked his mouth a few times, and muttered: "Who was talking in my ear just now."

Knowing what Xi Yazhu had in mind, An Junchen was so happy that his teeth almost fell out. He spent a whole day making the kite, took out the pen, and drew with the pen. Something fell on the kite. , the only good thing with a phoenix on it!

Happily carrying his kite, he ran back to the room.At that time, Xi Yazhu had just woken up and was sitting at the table drinking afternoon tea or morning tea. When she saw An Junchen, she frowned, glanced at the kite, and forced out a rare smile: " It's ready, so fast." As he spoke, he put his lips on the tea and took a shallow sip.

"Ya Zhu, look quickly, the kite I made has something you like painted on it."

After taking a look, the style of the painting is so unique and familiar, this is...

"The chamber pot!"

"puff!"

An Junchen smiled like a flower, Xi Yazhu sprayed tea and scattered flowers.

The corner of her mouth twitched, Xi Yazhu tried her best to suppress the inexplicable fire that choked her throat, and calmly said: "...Why is the chamber pot painted on it?"

"Ya Zhu, you said earlier that you like chamber pots, so I will draw them."

"...When did I say that I like the chamber pot?" Calm down, calm down again.Calm your mind by drinking tea.

"Just now I was asleep!"

"..." Calm down again, calm down.

"I ran over to ask you just now, what do you like, and you answered naturally, chamber pot!"

Tooth lake...chamber pot...

"You're sure you heard right." Putting down the teacup, Xi Yazhu didn't face An Junchen, but just stared at the surface of the tea in a daze.

"I'm sure! You're talking about a chamber pot!"

...be patient.Taking a deep breath, Xi Yazhu explained calmly: "The Yahu I just mentioned is a dog I raised in the past..."

"Ya Zhu, the dog you raised in the past was originally named Chamber Pot! This name is too sweet!"

……

……

"Ow!"

"boom!"

"An Junchen, get out! Get out! Go!"

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Being kicked out of the room by Xi Yazhu, An Junchen was depressed, he knocked on the door several times, but Xi Yazhu refused to open the door, so he could only call pitifully outside the door.

"Yazhu open the door, why don't you open the door, don't you like the chamber pot, you don't like the name, then we won't call the chamber pot from now on, how about calling the chamber pot Yahu instead?"

boom!

"Ow! My dragon head!"

"Go away."

Sniffing, rubbing his head hit by the boots, An Junchen looked at the kite pitifully, and said dissatisfiedly: "Aren't I trying to make you happy? You treated me like this and said you want me to treat you well." You, but where do you put my heart, I will leave tomorrow, what will you do if you have nothing to accompany you, what will you do if you are lonely, what will you do if you are lonely and I am not by your side..."

Xi Yazhu in the room felt his heart ache when he heard it. The closer he was to the day of parting, the more reluctant he was to part with him. Why didn't he know An Junchen's heart, but... Forget it, the left and right are also a heart, chamber pot Let alone the chamber pot...

"...Without me, in the future, only this chamber pot will accompany you, only the chamber pot will make you happy, and only the chamber pot will be inseparable from you."

Xi Yazhu sat down silently.

There was a door between the two, one was chattering outside, the other was blackfaced inside, Xi Yazhu took a few deep breaths, looked at the hand on the table at the side, and wanted to let go of it many times, but repeatedly This finger seemed to be glued again and again, unable to separate. In the end, he simply hammered the table, stood up, opened the door, and let someone in: "Give me the kite."

"Ya Zhu! You want a chamber pot!"

... Tolerance is just one word!

After taking a look at the "chamber", Xi Yazhu said solemnly: "I don't want this painting, you redraw it."

"Okay, okay!" An Junchen smiled, "Yazhu, what do you want to draw?"

What do you want to draw, Xi Yazhu pondered for a while, he glanced at An Junchen: "Draw a handsome face..." His Majesty the beautiful emperor.

"Toilet?"

……

……

"roll!"

"Ow!"

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Under Xi Yazhu's supervision and reformation, An Junchen really faced the bronze mirror and painted his own face on it. Although the painting skills are not very good, this appearance still came out, and Xi Yazhu was so happy that he showed a smile , gave him a kiss excitedly.

An Junchen was so happy that he almost flew up, hugged Xi Yazhu for a circle, and wanted to put him down again.Fortunately, Xi Yazhu was alert and shouted to be careful that the kite was broken again, which made An Junchen stop.

When the kite is ready, it can be flown.

On the second day, after an early morning, An Junchen happily took Xi Yazhu's hand and ran out: "Fly the kite, fly the kite!" Happy laughter echoed in the store, and Jiang was still yawning. The shopkeeper upstairs was so frightened that he almost rolled downstairs.

An Junchen ran halfway and felt that Xi Yazhu was too slow, so he picked him up directly, practiced lightness kung fu, and ran to the outskirts of the city.

Outside the suburbs of the city, there happened to be a beautiful scene, with rippling lake water, bright sunlight, and cool breeze blowing in.

Xi Yazhu patted An Junchen's shoulder lightly, said angrily, went down to the ground, straightened his clothes, there were not many people coming and going at the moment, and flying a kite was no problem.To be honest, he had never played with this thing, and when he held it in his hand, he really didn't know how to play it.

"Yazhu, come, I'll teach you." Holding Xi Yazhu in his arms, An Junchen told him how to fly a kite with a smile.

The breath from the side of the face kept rushing, making Xi Yazhu drunk, and the roots of her ears were completely red.

When the ambiguous atmosphere was gone, An Junchen had already run a long way with the kite in his hands, asked Xi Yazhu to hold the spool, and beckoned Xi Yazhu to run aside.

Xi Yazhu didn't know how to play, but when he heard An Junchen urging him to run, he started running, as if he was flying.

"Yazhu, put the long line!"

In response, Xi Yazhu slowly lengthened the string in his hand, watching the kite in the sky, flying higher and higher, gradually becoming harder to see.The heart seems to be like a kite, flying to the sky, passing through the clouds, and reaching the endless sky.

"Do you like it?" The kite flew high and gradually stopped.The voice pierced through the eardrums, and Xi Yazhu's heart beat violently. It was the first time he realized that An Junchen's voice had an invisible penetrating power, which crossed his frozen heart wall and pierced the softest heart. His heart and breath are connected, An Junchen's laughter wraps him, and the familiar breath wraps him in a safe arms.

Lost in an instant, Xi Yazhu was completely drunk.

He thought, maybe this person, it will be hard for him to let go in this life.

Turning around, he hugged the person in front of him deeply, raised his chin slightly, pressed his rosy lips to the other's lips, pressed them tightly, slipped his small tongue into the other's mouth, and shyly explored the other's territory.

With the gentle kiss and entanglement, the spool in his hand slipped quietly, and the high-flying kite also broke the silk thread in the wind, and really got rid of the shackles and flew away.

When they walked out of the deep kiss, the kite had already flown away, and Xi Yazhu exclaimed suddenly: "Kite!"

An Junchen also shouted: "The chamber pot!"

"..."

The two hurriedly searched for the kite, which turned out to be hanging on a big tree not far away.

An Junchen tipped his toes, jumped lightly between the branches, and cautiously reached for the kite.

"Be careful." Xi Yazhu uttered words of concern rarely, and Xi Yazhu's beautiful eyes followed An Junchen's.But An Junchen had another thing on his mind. According to the guidebook for chasing wives, he can be frightened when necessary, for example, if he falls from a tree, he can suddenly fall down, and then let his sweetheart catch him and hug him...

So, he fell, deliberately slipped his foot, and babbled, shaking his hands, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

boom!

"Huh, fortunately the kite is not broken. Hey, what are you doing lying on the ground, don't you think the ground is cool?"

...Yazhu, will you lose a piece of meat if you come to pick me up instead of the kite?

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An Junchen fell head-on and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the soil here is rich, and he saved a hand, so the injury was not serious, only some skin was rubbed off, but it was enough for him to howl with this small injury for a long time.

"Woo, Ya Zhu, I'm in so much pain."

"En." Xi Yazhu turned around and continued to read his book.Ever since he came back, An Junchen has been howling non-stop, he has already been given medicine, and he is still acting like a baby with this little pain, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

"Yazhu, the kite is broken, and it hurts me too."

"Kite," Xi Yazhu paused, stood up and took the kite placed by the bed, turned around and said, "Just reconnect the string, I want to play in the future."

"Hoo, give me a few kisses, and I'll help you."

Xi Yazhu silently put the kite back to the original place: "I'll go out and find someone to get it tomorrow."

"...Yazhu!" An Junchen rushed over, threw the book in his hand, and turned him on the bed, "If you don't pay, I want you to pay."

"Ugh... ah..."

After a night of upside-down Ronghua, the two of them connected with each other, and they were so drunk that they didn't know what night it was.

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But if the string of the kite is broken, it can be continued. If people are separated, we don't know when we will meet again.

A few days later, the two said goodbye.

Xi Yazhu still chose to go back to the fiefdom, but An Junchen had to go back to the palace due to the situation in the palace.

Before leaving, An Junchen put the kite that had been threaded into Xi Yazhu's hands: "Take the chamber pot and let it accompany you well."

Xi Yazhu laughed out loud: "The one painted on it is your portrait, and you also call it a chamber pot."

"You can do without me, but you can't do without the chamber pot, so it's called a chamber pot."

The words were obviously ridiculous, but Xi Yazhu felt a little melancholy. He took the kite, gently stroked the face on the kite, and whispered.

But An Junchen turned his head and went to the other side of the horse row he had prepared.He waved his hand, without nostalgia: "Let's go, be careful all the way, my guards will take you to your fief safely." Sniffing his nose, he got on his horse, swung his whip neatly, and it turned into a sharp arrow, He rushed out without even saying a word of farewell.

Seeing the figure leaving in Juechen, Xi Yazhu bowed her head sadly.

"Master Xi, we have to catch up." The two guards driving the carriage were specially sent by An Junchen, and one of them asked Xi Yazhu for his opinion.

After hesitating for a long time, Xi Yazhu shook his head: "Let's go back to the fief, I have to go to see my mother, as for him..." All the lingering sounds turned into a sigh.

The guard didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his whip, neighed, and immediately kicked off his four legs and galloped slowly in the opposite direction of An Junchen.

Two people who are in love, on this day, will eventually go to different places, and they will meet again later, I don't know when it will be.

...that's weird.

Seeing this guard who slipped in without riding a horse, Xi Yazhu gave him a cold look, then calmly picked up the kite, threw it away, and slapped him with the chamber pot.

"An Junchen, you are so easy to lie to me!"

"Ya Zhu, I am wronged, am I afraid of being found out!"

"Here! Me! Get out!"

"Ow!"

Thus, the great emperor was kicked out of the car by his sweet wife, and fell on all fours...

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiyue for the mine~(≧▽≦)/~