Chapter 115

Bingwen heard that Xiao Zimu was also going to ancient Anhui. He vaguely felt that he could not get rid of his relationship with early summer.

Otherwise, a prince should choose some places like Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River for a good trip.

"Why did the seven halls go down to ancient Anhui?" Bingwen is curious and wants to see if he can help.

"It's just a trip in civilian clothes. Those present here have to keep it secret for me." Xiao Zimu smiled at the crowd and said to Bingwen, "childe Bingwen, haven't seen you for a long time."

When Bingwen saw that Xiao Zimu still remembered him, he hurriedly replied, "Your Highness Lao still remembers. I don't know if you have eaten. If you don't dislike it, you might as well join us?"

Xiao Zimu saw the remaining four people standing in a restrained posture, smiled and said, "no, you don't have to leave tomorrow. You can give a farewell party to Yan Zhou."

"Ah?"

"So fast?"

Xie Jiming said, and Kong Changhui asked.

"Your Highness said that the Apricot Garden banquet had told off for me, and I will set out tomorrow." Yin Guangbo explained.

"Unexpectedly, today has become a real farewell banquet." Shi Zhongfei said with emotion.

"I want to stroll in this garden. I wonder if it's convenient." Xiao Zimu looked around and asked.

"Naturally, let me show your highness around." Bingwen came over and made a gesture of invitation.

"Excuse me, Mr. Bingwen." Xiao Zimu's guest airway.

Bingwen took Xiao Zimu to enjoy it slowly all the way. As he walked, he asked, "Your Highness has also heard of Mingxiang garden?"

"Well known, I heard that the children of famous families are flocking to it. Mingxiang garden is hard to find a paste." Xiao Zimu praised.

"Your Highness is fallacious." Bingwen waved to the guest's airway.

"When I return to Beijing, I also want to bring a friend to have tea, enjoy flowers, drink wine and look at the moon. At that time, young master Bingwen, don't refuse." Xiao Zimu joked.

"But little Marquis?" Bingwen guessed.

"Exactly." Xiao Zimu nodded.

"You two can't be turned away if you can't invite them." Bingwen replied respectfully, but in his heart he thought, who will take who will come at that time, not necessarily

Accompanied by Bingwen, Xiao Zimu walked slowly around and loved it when he passed a bamboo forest in the backyard.

"The sunset goes into the backyard, and the sunset shines on the bamboo forest. The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the Buddhist temple are deep." Xiao Zimu recited softly to the bamboo forest.

"Your Highness likes it here?" Bingwen seems to be interested in him for ten minutes.

"Yes, I like it here very much. You arranged it very well." Xiao Zimu nodded to Bingwen's admiration.

Watching this bamboo forest swaying gently in the breeze, rippling clouds and smoke like waves.

He was really happy.

"Your Highness praised the wrong person. I didn't arrange this bamboo forest. A friend of yours asked me to transplant it. He said he planted this bamboo forest for one of his friends. Now it seems that the friend of yours must be happy if he can get your Highness's love." Bingwen said slowly, but his heart was suddenly clear.

It turned out that in early summer, after learning that he had opened a Mingxiang garden, he asked him to plant a bamboo forest in the backyard for Xiao Zimu.

"Oh? Your friend's friend is elegant. In my opinion, he will be very happy." Xiao Zimu listened to the birds chirping from time to time in the bamboo forest.

When the wind shuttled through the bamboo forest, he closed his eyes comfortably and said sincerely.

"Yes, he must be very happy at that time." Bingwen looked at Xiao Zimu and said slowly.

Although Xiao Zimu liked it here very much, he looked at the weather and said to Bingwen, "you go back to the farewell bar, too. I'll go back to the Palace first."

"Yes, I'll take your highness out." Bingwen led the way, sent Xiao Zimu out of the garden, and hurried to the study.

Although he guessed that Xiao Zimu's leaving the palace was related to early summer, what if he was conceited and guessed wrong.

To be cautious, he wrote a letter and handed it to Bian Hao.

Seeing the letter sent out, he got up, left the study and rushed back to the pavilion.

And three days later.

In the early summer in the tent of the ink King army in Yucheng, before thinking about how to reply to Bingwen's first letter, he received his second letter.

At the beginning of summer, a feeling of boredom rose in his heart. At the moment, he should be on his way back to Beijing.

You can drink with Bingwen, go up the mountain to meet meng'an, go down the mountain, go back to the Marquis house to celebrate, and even have time to accompany Xiao Zimu to visit ancient Anhui.

And now!

He had to stay here and detoxify the ice face.

Obviously, he risked his life to detoxify him and suffered from his cold face.

At the beginning of summer, I burned the letter and went out of the tent.

Looked at the hour.

Gan!

He has to cook for Xiao mubai. Why!

At the beginning of summer, he crossed his waist and walked angrily to Xiao mubai's tent.

Han SA saw him coming, and the green veins on his forehead jumped.

The two masters, since the last time they beat him together, made up, and there was no time for incense, so they began the cold war again.

His microphone is trembling and careful. If he can't speak, he won't say much.

Xiao mubai looked at the beginning of summer and came in empty handed. He frowned and asked Han SA, "where's the meal?"

Han SA looked at the beginning of summer with a bitter face and asked softly, "young master, that meal..."

"I don't want to do it, sir. Why should I cook it for him?" Early summer interrupted Han Sa's words and asked coldly.

Han Sa's forehead was sweating, and what the little Marquis said was reasonable. He was the legitimate son of the marquis. How could he do that.

"Lord, what do you want to eat? I'll let the soldiers do it." Cold SA began to persuade Xiao mubai with warm voice after thinking about it.

"If he doesn't want to do it, let him go back to the capital." Xiao mubai left his eyes cold and said indifferently.

"Hiss."

Cold SA and early summer took a breath at the same time.

Han SA is scared. How can he let the little Marquis go back.

In early summer, it is angry.

Gan!

Does Xiao mubai think he is rare to stay in this broken place?

If he hadn't felt the pulse for him, he found that the complications of cold poison began to appear in his body, he would not have been here for a long time.

"You! You..." at the beginning of summer, I shivered angrily.

Han SA stopped up and comforted: "don't be angry, young master. Hit me if you want to."

"Xiao mubai! That night..." before Xia Chu finished, Xiao mubai pulled him into his arms and covered his mouth.

At the beginning of summer, his pupils dilated and blinked twice. He looked at him in surprise.

Han Sa's hand hanging in the air hasn't been put down yet. When he turns his head and looks at them, he also enlarges his pupils, blinks and looks at them more surprised.

Just now, the speed was too fast. I saw him turn around in early summer. When he turned his head, he was already sitting on Xiao mubai's leg, covered by Xiao mubai's mouth and held in his arms.

My God

Han SA swallowed his saliva.

I'm surprised that it's going to start again, isn't it.