Yan Ruozhen did not wake him up, but sat beside him and listened to his sleep talk.
She had always been curious about what kind of person his queen mother was, and she had hardly heard him mention a word. She had almost forgotten about the incident in the court a few months ago.
Huang Chenling could not help but see tears falling from the corners of her eyes while she was sleeping. Yan Ruocheng was very surprised. He actually shed tears while sleeping. What kind of dream was he having?
She gently wiped the corners of his eyes with her fingers, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes.
Huang Chenling had just woken up from the nightmare. She was still frightened and whispered softly: "Hug me."
Yan Ruozheng obediently leaned over and hugged him gently, and asked, "Second Prince, what's wrong?"
Huang Chenling: "..."
He didn't make a sound, just rested his head on her arms and stared blankly.
Yan Ruocheng thought it was just a hug. There were guards standing nearby, and she was afraid of being seen. She patted his shoulder lightly and said, "Second Prince, please give me a hug later. There are many people outside.
inconvenient."
Huang Chenling let out a sullen sigh, leaned back on the slanted chair reluctantly, and asked sarcastically: "Why are you back again? Didn't you jump out of the window and escape very quickly?"
"The guards were about to rush in at that time. If the villain doesn't jump out of the window, he will be caught and misunderstood." Yan Ruozhao explained confidently.
"Stop talking nonsense, what did you bring again?" Huang Chenling didn't bother to listen to her explanation. She squinted at the food basket on the table and asked casually.
"Of course it's the decoction to activate blood circulation, remove blood stasis and reduce swelling, and the sweet pastries."
"Just drink it up and don't bother me with it."
He turned his head, not liking her soup at all.
"It's good for your injury."
"Don't drink."
"After staying up for several hours, it would be a waste not to drink."
"Give the guards and others a drink."
"..."
Since he refused to drink, there was nothing she could do.
Seeing that he was depressed before and after going to bed, she was bored as she sat. She looked around and saw some longer weeds growing beside the pavilion. She picked a few weeds and knitted something by herself.
Huang Chenling glanced at her and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yan Ruozhao gave it a try and said with a smile: "I soon found out that this is what little people used to play in the countryside."
Soon, she handed him the small thing she had knitted in her hand and saw that it was a small grasshopper.
"Humph, this little thing is boring." Huang Chenling said she was bored, but she observed carefully and admired this little grasshopper.
This handmade grasshopper reminded him of how his mother often taught him how to make handcrafts, such as kites and the like.
He suddenly suggested: "Let me teach you how to make a kite."
"Scared? Kite? But, Second Prince, you can't move your arms, how can you teach a villain to do it?" She didn't care. Kite is a childhood gadget, and she actually doesn't need to be taught by him. She is also very proficient in making it. Since he said
If she teaches it herself, then of course she is pretending to be stupid and doesn’t know.
"Use oral teaching. Are you so stupid that you can't even make a kite? Stop pretending to be stupid." Huang Chenling looked at her with contempt and said.
Yan Ruozhen curled her lips and murmured in a low voice: "If a villain can do it, why are you teaching me?"
"Keep your voice down, I can hear you. Go over and call the servants to bring you the tools and materials." Huang Chenling ordered.
She obediently followed his instructions and asked her servants to get materials to stop the kite.
"Second Prince, what kind of kite do you plan to teach me to make?"
"You'll know in a moment. It's unique. You've never seen it before."
After the servants brought the tools and materials, Huang Chenling first asked her to shave the small bamboo to various slender lengths. Yan Ruocheng felt that he was doing something unnecessary. The original small bamboo was already thin enough. If she shaved it again, it would be too much to bear.
The weight of the paper cannot block the force of the wind, and it will be blown out of shape by the wind.
"Second Prince, if the bamboo is so thin, will it break immediately?" she asked questioningly.
"Just do as I'm told. Why do you ask so many questions? Shave it better for me." Huang Chenling supervised the work and did not allow her to cut corners.
The finer the shave, the sharper the bamboo. "Oops!" She accidentally cut her finger.
"Bring it over and show it to me."
She handed him several thin strips of bamboo for inspection.
"I'm talking about your fingers, why have you become stupid?" Huang Chenling said angrily.
Yan Ruozhen spread out her finger and showed it to him. He glanced at it, then lowered his head and gently pressed her finger with the scratched skin.
"Second Prince?" She was immediately surprised and very flattered. She didn't expect that he would gently use his mouth to stop the bleeding on her finger, although there was no bleeding.
"Be careful..." He sipped it for a while before letting go and said.
"Well, the villain knows."
Then, she deliberately scratched a little bit on each of her ten fingers, pretending to be innocent, and sucked it for him.
"Are you going to die if you don't commit suicide? If you go too far, do you think I'm blind? You scratched it on purpose, don't show it to me." Huang Chenling said in annoyance.
"But, all ten fingers hurt. Second Prince, your mouth has a very strong healing power. If you smack the villain's fingers, it won't hurt much. Just sip a few more at once." Yan Ruozhen said to him coquettishly.
explain.
"What do you think my mouth is? Are your fingers clean? Don't even think about it! Don't be lazy!" Huang Chenling became even more reluctant after hearing her coquettishness.
"Scared? No, I have to shave fifty strips." Yan Ruocheng stole the chicken but lost the rice, and she really regretted playing with him so greedily.
It took about three sticks of incense to shave, but she finally completed fifty small bamboos. Her hands were scratched and bruised.
"Second Prince, the villain is finished."
Huang Chenling checked it and said displeasedly: "How did you do it? It's like this."
"I've tried my best to shave it off, and it's almost done. Don't be so picky." Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"Did I mention the bamboo you shaved? I was talking about your hands, why are they so scratched? You are so stupid." Huang Chenling frowned, staring at the scratches on her hands, and said.
Yan Ruocheng looked at him dozens of times in his heart. He is also the real god, and he is also the ghost. They look different from moment to moment and are unpredictable.
"Second Prince, are you actually teasing the villain?"
"What do you want to do? Go and surround the bamboo you just shaved into something you like."
"Is it possible to hang around anything? Can you afford to fly?"
"If I can't fly, I can only blame you for not looking good around me."
Yan Ruocheng simply tied the bamboo into the most common butterfly shape, let him take a look, and said boastfully: "Does it look good? The villain's craftsmanship is first-class."
"It's so ordinary that it's inconspicuous..." Huang Chenling said vomitingly.
Then, he asked her to stick it on with paper and draw a few butterfly patterns to complete a very ordinary kite.
Yan Ruocheng narrowed his eyes and asked him dissatisfied: "The second prince also taught the villain to make a unique kite, isn't it just an ordinary kite?"
"It varies from person to person. If you have talent, it's unique. If you don't, it's just ordinary. Besides, if you made it yourself, it can barely be considered unique." Huang Chenling explained eloquently.
"You said that the dead are alive. This is how you explain it to this villain. Did your mother and queen, the second prince, tell you this before?" Yan Ruocheng asked suddenly and whimsically.
Huang Chenling squinted at her and said with a stern face: "Why did you mention my queen mother? Someone in the palace mentioned her to you?"
Yan Ruozhen noticed the subtle change in his expression and said tactfully: "No, I'm just asking too much. The second prince only cares."
"My mother once indeed told me that talent can make people unique. Without it, they are just ordinary people who work hard all their lives." Huang Chenling said lightly.
"What exactly do you want to express? Please forgive me for being ignorant." Yan Ruozhen asked confused.
"There's nothing to express. She just said it casually and I remembered it casually." He said perfunctorily without explaining.
"Second Prince, you don't have to answer so perfunctorily."
Her words made Huang Chenling burst into laughter: "Hahaha... you really look like that."
"like what?"
"Looks like an idiot. Haha..."
Yan Ruocheng chopped his feet and ignored him.
"are you angry?"
"..."
She deliberately kept a straight face, took a brush to color the kite, and ignored him.
Huang Chenling stood up from the leaning chair, leaned her head against her ear, and said coaxingly: "Don't be angry, I'm just teasing you. Stop painting and accompany me back to the dormitory."
"Second Prince, you have tormented me for so long, and you only want to coax him back with these few words. Isn't this kite made by me in vain?" Yan Ruocheng said with a bit of anger.
"It won't be in vain, at least it looks like an ugly butterfly. It's as ugly as you and has the characteristics of a butterfly. It's always flying around me, trying to kill it, but also trying to kill it, so that it can run away."
Huang Chenling became more and more irritated the more she coaxed her.
Yan Ruozhen pinched his arm slightly, and Huang Chenling immediately pretended to be in pain and softly exclaimed: "It hurts."
Afterwards, the two of them flirted and went back to the dormitory.
Until night, the imperial doctor prepared a medicinal bath, which required Huang Chenling to soak on time.
There is a free-standing bath in the north of the side hall, which is very large and wide, with a light smoke coming out.
"Why did I come in here too?"
Yan Ruocheng stood beside the bathtub bitterly and couldn't help but vomit.
"Why are you still standing? Come here and help me take off my clothes." Huang Chenling opened her arms, waiting for her to come over and help him take off his clothes.
Although she didn't mind helping him take off his clothes, she was a little worried about taking a bath with him later.
She helped Huang Chenling take off her clothes one by one. The more she took off her clothes, the more she began to have random thoughts.
When she was still undressing, her face gradually turned red.
Huang Chenling raised the corners of her mouth, snorted slightly, and said with a wicked smile: "You have wild imagination again, your face is as red as a red egg."
"No...no, it's just that the water is too hot and makes little people feel hot." She denied it with all her strength.
Huang Chenling said casually: "I'll go down first. You can take off your clothes and come down." After saying that, she stepped directly into the bath.
He said this casually, which made Yan Ruocheng very nervous.
Although she rolled over with him dozens of times, it was always dark under the quilt and she couldn't see anything. She couldn't soak in the water like it was now.