Outside the door.

Zhao Xiaoyin will peel the oranges, with round orange petals and four orange peels, like lotus cups. He handed them to Wu Santong:

"Grandpa, you eat it first, it's so sweet."

Wu Santong didn't go to pick it up, shook his head and said with a smile:

"The tribute oranges from Lingnan are good, but they are in conflict with the cold and heat of the wine in my pot."

"That's it." Zhao Xiaoyin laughed and peeled the orange completely, tore the orange peel into small pieces, and threw it into Wusantong's cup:

"Dad said he wanted to drink something like this."

"Your father knows nothing." Wu Santong said angrily: "I have eaten more salt than he has walked."

"Severe salt hurts the kidneys." Zhao Xiaoyin said in a low voice with a serious look on his face. His little hand was still pressing Wu Santong's waist, and asked in confusion: "Does it hurt grandpa?"

"Go and go, go there." Wu Santong had a stern face.

"A little bit." Zhao Xiaoyin's big eyes turned, made a face, and then hummed and ran away.

Wu Santong smiled charity, picked up the wine glass and took a drink, smashed it, nodded and whispered:

"It's really good to have a faint orange fragrance.....Tsk tsk...how does it feel like it tastes weird?"

He looked puzzled and savored it again.

......

Eastern Palace.

The prince's guards were guarding the door, yawning, feeling bored, and suddenly saw a petite and sharp figure walking towards him.

They widened their eyes, immediately lost all sleepiness, and knelt respectfully to see:

"See Your Highness Yin."

As soon as they knelt down, they were pulled up by a pair of small hands: "Get up."

Zhao Xiaoyin pulled the two guards up, quietly stuffed two tribute oranges into their hands, and asked in a low voice:

"Is the prince still reading a book?"

The guards looked grateful. Although King Yin was young, the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace knew that King Yin was kind and treated people more gentlely, and they became more respectful:

"After the Prince of the Crown Prince had dinner at the age of You, he kept recuperating." Xiao Ao Literature

"Is it Xiaoyin?" A surprise sound came from the room. As the guards spoke, the door creaked and the boy in a bright yellow robe walked out quickly.

"Prince Brother."

"Your Highness the Emperor."

Prince Li Zhong looked happy and took Zhao Xiaoyin's little hand and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xiaoyin saw a screen more than seven feet high, with Lao Ran’s preaching and lecture pictures on it.

"So late, why are you here Xiaoyin?" Li Zhong poured Zhao Xiaoyin a cup of hot tea himself.

"Don't you know, Prince?" Zhao Xiaoyin was slightly stunned.

"What happened?" Prince Li Zhong looked surprised:

"I've been in the quiet room."

Zhao Xiaoyin slowly told Li Zhong about the burning of Pingkangfang tonight. Li Zhong's expression continued to change and became more and more serious:

"The sky fire just now attacked the imperial city?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xiaoyin nodded:

"If Grandpa hadn't taken action, it would have been another fire.

I was just worried about the prince's brother, so I came here specially.”

Li Zhong sighed and rubbed Zhao Xiaoyin's head, his eyes flashed, and he sighed:

"The whole imperial city, Xiao Yin, you care about me the most..."

"Mom cares about you too." Zhao Xiaoyin pursed his lips, took out a few Lingnan tribute oranges from his arms, and said seriously:

"Just just now, Xiaoyin went to the imperial study room. My mother was worried about the prince's brother, so she asked me to bring some of the prince's brothers' favorite Lingnan tribute oranges to come over."

Li Zhong pinched Zhao Xiaoyin's smooth little face and peeled off the orange with a smile. The orange petals entered the abdomen, and the slight coolness and sweetness penetrated into his heart. He seemed to have remembered something, opened the drawer of the desk in front of him, and took out a wooden box with a palm-length length from it./

The wooden box was opened, and a six-color cube was quietly lying inside.

The cube has six sides, each side consists of nine squares with the same size on the horizontal, vertical and oblique sides, and each large side is of the same color and has six sides.

Li Zhong picked up the six-color cube: "Xiao Yin, this is a clever toy that has been popular in Chang'an recently. According to Yan Liben, the Minister of Works, the inventor of this object, called it "Mo Fang".

The way to play is to disrupt it and then reorganize it, but it is difficult for those who often disrupt it to reshape its original appearance.

Those who can reshape are all smart people in the world."

Li Zhong pushed the six-colored ink in his hand to Zhao Xiaoyin, and said with a gentle smile:

"I know you love to play. This six-color ink square was made of high-quality golden nanmu, and the six sides were painted with Yanzhou paint."

Zhao Xiaoyin smiled and took over the Six Colorful Ink Square. He had played with this kind of clever toy as early as a child. The inventor was his father Zhao Wujiang. However, the ink Square at that time was all black on all sides, but each side was painted with different patterns.

"Thank you, Brother Prince." He smiled sweetly and kept fiddling in his hands. Flashes of light fragrance penetrated into his nose. He sniffed it gently at the tip of his nose, understanding that this was a spice, which should be used to concentrate. People in Chang'an love fragrance. Whether it is a noble or a commoner, they like to burn incense and apply spices.

Prince Li Zhong has a gentle and kind smile. He likes Xiao Yin, a young brother, especially. He says that the emperor, generals and ministers are ruthless, but since Xiao Yin can walk, he often comes to him to play. The two have a deep brotherhood.

The two kept talking about some novel and fun things in Chang'an City. The room kept laughing, and the bright moon gradually hangs high.

It took nearly an hour later that Zhao Xiaoyin returned to his mansion from the East Palace.

The cool breeze blew, and sparse snowflakes fell. Li Zhong looked at the dark sky outside the door, leaning lazily on the collapse, stuffing the round tribute orange into his mouth, making him feel tasteless.

The evening breeze passed by, and the door was closed, blocking Li Zhong's eyes looking at the sky.

"What? I'm soft-hearted?"

A low voice with sarcastic sarcasm came from behind the screen.

Li Zhong did not look back, slowly peeling the oranges, and his expression slowly smeared with gloom.

A figure walked out behind the screen, Yuan Xiyue Zhi, carrying his hands, with a majestic appearance. He stood beside the screen, and the candlelight could not be shined, and only cast a shadow on him:

"King Yin is young, but he is already very thoughtful and will definitely become a great man in the future. Can you compete with him?"

"Xiaoyin didn't want to compete with me." Li Zhong's voice was hoarse:

"He is free and easy by nature and is interested in strange things. He often explores some lawsuits and prisons with the Dali Temple Minister. His mind is not on power."

"Why do you have to deceive yourself?" The figure beside the screen sneered:

"The Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, defeated Xiang Yu and destroyed Qin Huo. At that time, even if he did not want to be emperor, his brothers would use a knife to hold his neck to make him ascend the throne!

Fighting together, who doesn’t want to be a minister of the dragon?

Once King Yin grows up, haha, even if he doesn't want to, the guests in his palace and the courtiers standing on his side will push him forward. Can you, your brother, resist it?"

Li Zhong was silent. He grabbed the tribute orange beside him, and did not even peel the skin. He stuffed it into his mouth in one mouth, chewed it in big mouth, and the juice splashed everywhere. The bitter taste in the orange peel exploded in his mouth and flowed into his heart.

"If you are soft-hearted, leave it to me!" The figure next to the screen swayed.

"Bang." The broken tribute orange slammed hard on the screen, dyeing a pool of orange-yellow orange-green. Li Zhong suddenly turned around, his eyes were fierce, and he looked at the wolf:

"You dare!"

Some people died, but not completely...

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed. If you want to see the latest chapter content, please download the Aiyue app. You can read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapter content, but the Aiyue app has updated the latest chapter content.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Aiyue app and read the latest chapter content for free without ads

Before, I was a handsome young man in his twenties who was extraordinary and handsome. I have been working for a while.

Now, no matter how you look at this, you are just the age of a high school student...

This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation is successful...
To be continued...