Chapter 62: Rhyme flirts with the prince
Zhu Cihong walked into the courtyard silently with his hands behind his back, habitually wanting to walk into the bedroom, suddenly thinking of something, and forcibly moved his legs and walked to the pavilion in the rockery pond and lake.
This is a small garden, there is a small hut in the middle, the east and west of the house have doors, Zhu Cihong walked into it, opened the east door, closed the west door, and then sat on the south window, beckoning the beautiful woman behind him to sit down.
Of course, the one who followed Zhu Cihong in was Li Xiangjun.
Li Xiangjun looked around and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the little boy who followed me into the painting boat of Meixianglou was the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty. What's the matter, Your Highness is feeling a little unwell? Isn't it because the little woman is missing the number of rituals and does not bow down? ”
As he spoke, Li Xiangjun got up and made a gesture to worship.
"No, no, no......" Zhu Cihong looked at Li Xiangjun's beautiful eyes on him, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but soon asked himself in wonder, what is this panic?
Seeing Li Xiangjun get up, Zhu Cihong also hurriedly pressed Li Xiangjun down and said with a smile: "Miss Xiangjun really makes me feel more uncomfortable when she says this." Or is it just like the first time we met at Xuanwu Lake that day? In the past, I saw people cowering, and I didn't even have a sincere companion on weekdays, but Miss Xiangjun came today, so I talked to her as an old friend. ”
"Yes, after all, there are really few people in the world who can let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ask for him." Li Xiangjun said with a grin.
"Calculate, except for my dearest relative, it is true that only Miss Xiangjun can be regarded as a good person to get along with each other and treat her as equal." Zhu Cihong said, made a pot of tea, and laid it out smoothly. On the other hand, he said: "Miss Xiangjun is in trouble." ”
"Why?" Li Xiangjun's eyes flashed, and her figure was gentle and gentle.
Zhu Cihong said: "You are a proud person. ”
"Huh?" Li Xiangjun snorted lightly.
Zhu Cihong was not impatient. Instead, he stopped what he was doing and took a closer look at Li Xiangjun.
was looked at by Zhu Cihong so suddenly. Li Xiangjun dodgedly turned his head, revealing his white neck and a hint of panic in his eyes.
When Li Xiangjun reacted and looked over again, Zhu Cihong had already retracted his gaze, poured out a pot of dragon wells, and stretched out his hand to signal Li Xiangjun: "Please." ”
"Your Highness is still always playing tricks on people." Li Xiangjun sighed lightly.
Zhu Cihong didn't answer, and said: "The women in the Qinglou learn piano, chess, poetry and painting, singing, dancing, and vocal arts, and they know everything. Therefore, the world-famous Oiran is more beautiful than everyone's girlfriends. Let the world's scholars flock to it, like stars, like stars in the sky, and win the men of the world to chase and look up. Therefore, the people in the Qinglou have always been the most discerning and clear. In the Qinglou, I take Qiao, and I am the most clever person in front of Enke, and I must understand that I don't have to take Qiao in front of my identity, and there is nowhere to behave. But at the moment, Miss Xiangjun did not show the original Jiangnan woman's tender appearance in front of me. Instead, he concealed what he thought in his heart, like Aoxue Hanmei who was not afraid of the powerful. Isn't that out of the ordinary? ”
"Something went wrong...... There will be demons. Li Xiangjun muttered: "Your Highness has good intentions. ”
"I just sigh that you don't have to be so proud." Zhu Cihong stared at the facial features of this flowery and moon-like appearance, and his eyes fell on a pair of slightly sad, shining and slightly open eyes, and said, "You are such a woman." Everyone has a heart and liver that covers you. Who wants you to have a trace of sorrow in front of your brow, who doesn't hate the thief who makes you smile? ”
"Your Highness is really sultry." Li Xiangjun couldn't help but laugh.
Zhu Cihong also snorted with a smile: "Huh? ”
"The rhyme is sultry, and the wind flows out of the restaurant. The long rope is oblique for the Japanese car. And to the spring fragrance jade, occupy the career. Press the string of song beads. From the hairy raven. Flowers should laugh at my sideburns. Biased to the west step blowing fu, Yu Liuxia. Li Xiangjun read it easily.
Zhu Cihong heard it: "Nangezi...... Sitting on the South Song and dancing Zheng Dance, Miss Xiangjun wants to dance for me? ”
"Solid wishes...... Just waiting for His Highness to accompany the song. Li Xiangjun got up with a smile. Stand still in the open space and dance.
Now. The sun was slanting in the west, and the sun was getting warmer and more dim, falling into Li Xiangjun's body, stained with a unique halo
At this time, Zhu Cihong clapped his hands lightly and hummed a song.
Li Xiangjun easily followed the pace and began to dance.
He sang softly and danced, and his posture was light, as soft as floating in the clouds, and fell to the ground like a bloom. Showing a soft waist, wrapped in emerald beads on the bun, dancing the skirt of the pleated skirt, accompanied by the jingling bells of the small footsteps, with sometimes showing sorrow, sometimes tactful resentment, and suddenly clear joy, Zhu Cihong gradually looked stupid.
What he didn't know was that this was the only dance that Li Xiangjun played, and it was also the most reckless, expressing his heart without restraint.
In this dance like a dream fairy, Li Xiangjun's dance is getting faster and faster. Seeing her jade sleeves and vigorous posture, her long sleeves are swaying, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and curving, like a butterfly, let thousands of flowers bloom.
Finally, when Li Xiangjun finished singing, Li Xiangjun's movements finally became soft and soothing, and his singing voice was also affectionate and moving, so that Zhu Cihong couldn't help but close his eyes, listening to Li Xiangjun's singing voice while recalling Li Xiangjun's dancing.
"I would have ...... heart" Li Xiangjun's voice became more and more soothing, and the woman who moved Jiangnan and Qin Huaiyan's head became closer and closer.
"...... to the Bright Moon"
Zhu Cihong closed his eyes and suddenly felt the temperature rise slightly.
At this time, the aroma hit, the skirt gradually closed, Li Xiangjun moved lightly, and landed in front of Zhu Cihong, singing tactfully, intoxicating.
"Why, the moon ......"
Li Xiangjun walked step by step, silent.
Zhu Cihong suddenly felt a breath rushing to his face, and couldn't help but take a step back, opened his eyes, but saw that he had been forced to the wall by Li Xiangjun, and he had completed a wall knock like this.
"Shine on the ditch ......"
Hearing Li Xiangjun in front of him, less than a centimeter away from his body, Zhu Cihong's blood boiled violently, he opened his mouth, but he felt a dry mouth like never before: "Li ......"
"Actually, you're younger than me." Li Xiangjun took a step closer.
Zhu Cihong's whole body was attached to his back: "Sister Xiangjun...... What does this mean? ”
He was a little dazed.
Li Xiangjun was resolute, with unprecedented flattery, exhaled, and spit on Zhu Cihong's ears, cheeks and even neck: "You are right, I have always been a proud person in my heart." ”
Zhu Cihong still wanted to retreat, but he couldn't do it anymore.
This is a low couch, Li Xiangjun stood on guard when he came up, climbed over step by step, but it was no longer easy to focus, seeing Zhu Cihong moving again, Li Xiangjun followed suit, but he almost fell, hurriedly walked over and stretched out his hand to support the wall, panting, staring at Zhu Cihong and said: "So I don't want to owe others." ”
[The genuine version is the starting point Chinese network. Pay attention to my WeChat public account: a few words of micro-words. I just sent a picture of the clipping boat, a portrait of the prince by a caring reader, a picture of Xuanwu Lake, and a lot of interesting things related to the work~] (To be continued.) )