Yan Fei

Chapter 87

Wu Zhu's Adam's apple slid up and down, but he didn't react.

"……what?"

"If you let me hug you, I'll give this to you." Chechen said solemnly, and then told him about this bunch of fresh fruits, "Yana and the others said that you have been eating honey recently, I'm afraid your toothache, this Honey is better than those honeys, and it won't hurt too much if you eat too much, so I thought about bringing it for you..."

"No," Wu Zhu's complexion suddenly turned a little pale, "What do you mean 'if you let me hug you'?"

"... Wu Zhu."

Wu Zhu jumped down, trying to release the goose cub into the reeds behind the White Garden, but Che Chen was dishonest, came out halfway to cut off Hu, and hugged him.

Wu Zhu was startled by him, fearing that the stick would poke him, so he held up one hand and hugged the wild goose cub, which was fortunately not too fat, with the other.

Chechen buried his head in the crescent of his neck, and took a deep breath.Wu Zhu eats honey a lot these days, the sweetness even soaks into the strands of her hair, and every inch of her skin is full of the scent of honey.

Neither did Wu Zhutui, nor did he not push, it became a stick in his arms.

"Chechen..."

Chechen took out a white jade flute from his bosom, handed it to him, and said in a low voice: "Here, flute, would you like to try the sound?"

Wu Zhu's mind was muddled, and he took it in a daze.Chechen held the goose cub for him, watched with a smile as Wu Zhu put the flute to his lips, and blew a few notes lightly, only then felt relieved.

Well, it's all right.

"The sound of this flute is very good... which craftsman made it?"

"I."

"……what?"

"I did it. From raw materials to digging and polishing, I was the one." Chechen took it and licked the mouthpiece, "It's just that the pattern hasn't been engraved yet, so you can't tell it's the acacia flute, right?"

So sweet.

Wu Zhu was so angry that his lips turned white for a moment.

The acacia flute is a flute that can only be made by the □□ clan. Its appearance is somewhat different from ordinary flutes, and the playing method is also different. It can only be shared by husband and wife, and there is only one flute in a lifetime. It means that we will grow old together and never leave.

"You...you stick!"

Chechen was stunned by his hammer, and stared at him blankly.

"The acacia flute is shared by husband and wife...Princess Qingyuan, you are determined not to marry, right?!"

"...Wu Zhu, can't I marry you?" Chechen looked at him, his eyes were a little scary, "You are all from Minghan, what is the difference between me marrying you and marrying her?"

"I...you married her for a truce! She is a princess, you are the heir, and you are the right family, who else can you marry?!"

"However, that woman said that you are the son of Marquis Lingnan." Chechen's normally oily head was running fast at this moment, uttering a series of words so clearly that Wu Zhu had nothing to say. The words, "Lingnanhou, how many generations has it been passed down? I know that the current emperor will attack your family only if his brain is weak, but as long as you can become Lingnanhou, you come and let her come and make a kiss." , is there a difference?"

Wu Zhu was speechless, thinking about his weird way of thinking really made some sense, but he completely forgot that Chechen went off the road at the beginning.

"...I'm a man." Wu Zhu's gentle brows and eyes looked a little sharp, and this kind of difference can shock a presumptuous person to the point of retreating.

But Che Chen is a single-minded person.He lowered his head closer to Wu Zhu's face, and said softly and respectfully: "I just fell in love with someone, and he happened to be a man just like me.

"Wu Zhu, is it because I am the prince that you don't want to be nice to me?"

Wu Zhu stared at Chechen who was approaching him, feeling his scalp tingling, but he was unwilling to take a step back, as if they would never have a chance to stand together if they took a step back.

"I do not have!"

"Is it because I'm just a son?" Chechen's eyelashes trembled a little, just like his hands, "Because I'm just a son, so I sleep with whomever I want to be with every night. You can't decide which bed you want to sleep with, who you want to sleep with?"

"you--!"

"I...I, didn't I, I became the wolf king," Chechen swallowed, his palms sweating, "I can decide?"

Wu Zhu couldn't bear it anymore and had no way out, so he said angrily, "Yes! So what? Are you going to usurp the throne like Harichagai?!"

"Wu Zhu, I really... really like you very much." Chechen leaned over aggrieved, and the wild goose flew out of his arms while yelling.Wu Zhu glanced at the bird, and his eyelids twitched.

Che Chen paused, and continued: "But I can't help it. I will try my best to make you like me, are you willing to wait for me here? I will study hard, so that Dad can be satisfied, and Dad agrees to pass on the position to me. Give it to me. I won't trap you here, you can go wherever you want, but... But can I find you in time? Don't you go too far? There are wolves on the snowfield, and there are giants Diao, it’s not fun, you can go to the north, if there is sea, you can touch it. If you agree, I will go to the north to find you when the time comes, I..."

"Chechen," Wu Zhu raised his eyes to look at him, his brows and eyes softened a little, "I want to ask you the first one, how do you plan to explain to the princess?"

"do not worry about me."

Wu Zhu froze and looked behind Che Chen.

Princess Qingyuan stood there with a relaxed expression.

"Brother Azhu, I know you like him." Qingyuan smiled with relief, "Girls can tell the most."

The goose cub came pattering over and poked Chechen who was squatting on the ground planting mushrooms.Chechen rubbed its back, and looked resentfully at the two people who were sitting by the distant lake talking.

"It's okay, brother Azhu." Qing Yuan smiled, the sun cast a soft light on her face, "I don't like Shizi at all, and I don't want to stay here for a long time. But brother Azhu, you like it here , you still like Shizi, don’t you? And you said back then that you would keep me safe, isn’t this a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone?”

Wu Zhu blushed slightly, wondering: "But... I am just a dowry after all."

"Brother Ah Zhu is the son of the Marquis of Lingnan. It will not change. In fact...it is not difficult to return to the Marquis position for my brother, but just like returning to Minghan, it depends on the timing."

"...Qingyuan, if you go back now, it will be difficult to find a good family. You are having a bad time right now, and in the future..."

"Brother Azhu, I have someone I like." Qingyuan said a little embarrassedly, but his expression was not very happy, "So I don't care if I marry or not. At worst, I'll go to Xiaotieluo."

"What are you going to Xiaotieluo for?"

"Women can also defend their families and the country," Qing Yuan rested his chin on one hand, looking at the lake, "The battle in Chilupan is settled, but Minghan is not just at odds with Chilupan."

After the conversation between the two parties was over, Qing Yuan took his leave and walked out of the White Garden lightly.

Wu Zhu and her talked a few more words at the gate of the garden, confessed a few words, and bumped into Chechen as soon as they turned around.

Although Che Chen is seven years younger than him, he, a person who has not eaten and drank enough since he was more than ten years old, can't compare with the offerings of delicacies from mountains and seas. Moreover, Che Chen climbs up and down all day to practice swords. At this age, he is more than a head taller than him.When he hit it, it hit his chest.

Chechen took advantage of the opportunity to hold him in his arms, quite nervous: "Have you discussed it...?"

"...you." Wu Zhu sighed, hugged him, and rubbed his head, "...you are really worrying."

Chechen hugged Wu Zhu back at a loss, the corner of his mouth was pulled down uncontrollably, and he whimpered in his throat.