The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 68 Donkey-lipped Horse-Surf

'Which boy doesn't love, which girl doesn't love?', Zhu Shu is really in her prime. She is proficient in poetry and music and has a high opinion of herself. With her status and family background, she naturally became the object of many romantic talents and children of officials, but

It is hard to see her. But since she met Prince Yan’s inn, she has become more in her heart. His smile and anger always lingers in her mind and is difficult to send. So after her father thanked her for leaving Beijing, she still found an excuse to stay in Beijing.

In the middle of the year, I thought of seeing him again. But when Zhao Xiao traveled in the middle of the capital, it was either to rush around or to get in the crowd. It was not so easy to meet him. When I went to the palace to find him, there was no right reason.

Later, after all, she met, but it was a hero who saved the beauty. Zhao Qi was injured. Later, she put down her little daughter's reserve and went to the palace to check on her. However, she found that the prince was very attentive to the girl Zhe and was just perfunctory to herself.

After dying, he felt heartbroken. The prince just thought he was just a passerby. Zhu Shuzhen returned to her hometown in a sad mood, trying to forget this first love that had no beginning and no ending. But it was not so easy to forget, Zhu Shuzhen fell into another place again

A kind of longing, but Suzhou and the capital are thousands of miles apart, so she can only suffer greatly.

When Zhu Shuzhen learned that Prince Yan was ordered to inspect the Jiangnan, she calculated the itinerary of the imperial envoy with her fingers and asked about what he did at every place. The moment the fleet arrived in Suzhou, she appeared in the welcome crowd.

However, she could only take a look at her from a distance through the heavy guards, but this made her ecstatic and fantasized about the scene of the reunion, but she was disappointed one by one.

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Today, Zhu Shuzhen had already made up her mind to confide in the prince's longing to the prince even if she had achieved her reputation. So as soon as Zhao Qi entered the garden, she followed her secretly. As soon as she followed the prince around the bamboo forest, she heard the prince.

The 'confession': "Peach blossoms in the fog are outside the fog, and people are not far away from peach blossoms. The foolish people are interested in being close to the fragrance, but the flowers are hard to show their appearance. The confusing look for the shadows of flowers, and the flowers are gradually fascinating. The drunken eyes are hazy and fragrant, and they follow the

The fragrance flew to the edge of the peach branch. It was ashamed to see a flower at first, and half-covered her body and half-covered her face. Fortunately, she welcomed the flower face and reached out to caress the flower face. While the fog was enough, no one could blame me for being humble.

The flowers are worth breaking, I will fold them straight, don’t wait for the flowers to break the branches in vain. The branches suddenly pass by the south and return to the swallows, spreading their wings and singing high. The swallows in the beam still have feelings, but I regret that I don’t know how to be favored. ． ． 》

Zhao Qiong sang while peering at Zhao Xin, who was standing beside him, felt nervous as if he was a thief. "Second Master, have you finished your poem?" Suddenly, the prince disappeared, Zhao Xin turned around.

When he looked at him, the prince was looking at him calmly, as if he was waiting for something.

"Cough... it's over, how do you look at my poem?" Zhao Qi looked at Zhao Xin with a confused look, coughed dryly, quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Haha, the prince is really leisurely, but this poem is also suitable." Just as Zhao Qi was thinking about how to further "communicate", a burst of laughter came from behind.

Zhao Qi turned around and was stunned, "It's bad, it's bad... It's kissed the donkey's lips." He couldn't help but complain. He was too devoted just now and didn't notice that He Qufei and others followed him. They came

It's here, but the girl named Zhu showed half of her face after falling into a peach tree with few leaves. She smiled with an almond eyes and looked at herself with a peach blossom face. Zhao Xin didn't hear this stupid thing.

The meaning is that Zhu Shuzhen is in the poem, why don’t everyone understand? What’s more serious is that she must have misunderstood that the poem was done for her.

"I am just talking nonsense, making you laugh." Zhao Qi's heart was shining in his heart, but he had to look calm on his face. His "first time" was ruined by these bastards.

"Miss Zhu, how is my prince wrong?" Xu Hong, the 'bastard', seemed to be afraid of being confused, and actually asked Zhu Shuzhen with a smile.

"Yeah..." Zhu Shuzhen was both ashamed and ashamed, glanced at the prince and said with a red face: "The prince used objects to describe people, used flowers to express romance, and his words were implicit, which can also be called a masterpiece."

"The prince's poems are good, and Miss Zhu's comments are really perfect." Xu Hong and He Qufei smiled at each other.

"Oh, your mother's big head ghost." Zhao Qi was so angry. You two really didn't think it was messy enough. What a perfect match. You might as well just say that you are born with each other. "There is a misunderstanding in this. Please listen to my explanation.

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"Prince, the poem is already very clear, so don't explain it." He Qufei patted his disciple's shoulder and said, with a look on his face that your teacher understands.

"Dear uncles and uncles, let's take the blame first." Even though Zhu Shu was so generous, she couldn't resist these "shameless" strikes and knocks on the side, giving everyone a blessing, and leaving in panic with a blush on her face.

Zhao Qi sighed and said no longer that he was at the wrong place, at the wrong time, and met the wrong person and did something very wrong. Now it was too late to regret it. The more he explained, the more he would misunderstand them.

I became an ostrich with my head. I just pretended to be unable to hear anything I like.

The Zhu family did their best to do this meal. Everything that was found at this time was on the table. It is said that there were a few side dishes cooked by Miss Zhu himself, but Zhao Qiong chewed wax with a taste, except for the bitterness of his mouth.

I couldn't taste anything, but He Qufei and others were so happy that they were so happy that they were drunk. They had to carry it back. However, Zhu Shuzhen did not show up again, which made Zhao Qi less embarrassed. The banquet was

As soon as he retreated, he said he had something to do and fled and left the Zhu family.

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Two days later, Zhao Qi's fleet had passed Changzhou. It was easy to come and it was difficult to go back. Now it was already rainy and the canal was in a water shortage period. Their boat had a great draft and had to travel northwards across various waterways.

The place still needs to be pulled by a boatman to pass, so the speed is much slower.

"The spring water in front of the door is blue in the sky, and the poet sat on it is as elegant as a fairy. The white jade is perfect, and I have no chance to go back." In order to hurry, Zhao Qiong, now, except for the necessary supplies, the fleet no longer docks and is idle.

When he had nothing to do, he looked through a collection of poems that Zhu Shuzhen gave him before leaving.

"The spring is slow and soft, the fragrance flows through the flower path. After Qingming Festival, I can't bear to look back. Clouds lock the red building. When I sleep in the afternoon window, where do you call the sorrow of spring? In the shadow of the green willows, beside the crabapple pavilion, and the red apricots."

The first poem is still a new poem for others, and it is already familiar to him. It is just that the stars change, and the protagonist I miss becomes myself. Zhao Qi reads it with a different feeling, and she is sad and sad.

I have some secret connections when traveling through time.

"Zhao Xin, pour me a cup of tea." Zhao Qi touched the tea cup and put it to his mouth, and found that he had already seen the bottom. He knocked on the cup and said.

"Prince, tea" Zhao Xin brewed a cup of tea for the prince and delivered it to him and said.

"Zhao Xin, what's wrong with you these days? You're listless." From that day when I returned from Zhu's mansion, Zhao Xin seemed to have changed his mind, a little lost and despaired, and seemed to be distant to himself. He took care of things in the past in a well-organized manner.

However, Zhao Qi had to do it himself.

"Prince Xie is concerned, I'm fine. Maybe the weather is bad these days," Zhao Xin replied expressionlessly.

"You sit down, why are you polite to me? Even the second master doesn't call me?" Zhao Qi smiled and put down the poem and said with a chuckling.

"Prince, we are all old now. You don't have to be young when we were young, otherwise if you see outsiders, you will say that you are incompetent and it will seem that we don't understand the rules." Zhao Xin did not sit down, stood aside with his hands hanging down, and was polite.

Say.

"Oh, I understand. You have never really treated me as a friend. You have always been just perfunctory and pleased me." Zhao Qi looked at Zhao Xin with a 'resentful' and sighed.

"Second Master, no, it's just that his subordinates have a humble status..." Zhao Xin explained in a panic, but he felt that his explanation was pale and powerless.

"Yes, I am the prince, but is this my fault? Zhao Ren, you have been with me since childhood. Have I ever thought you were servants, especially you, I have always regarded you as your best partner?

Take you with you everywhere and protect you. Can't you really see it? ． ． Can't you really treat you as a brother? You hurt my heart too much." Zhao Qi gave the word 'love' to the word

I swallowed it back and needed courage to say this word. The failed performance that day made him lose confidence in himself.

"Second Master, I know, I know everything, but after you return to Beijing, you will propose marriage to Miss Zhu. If we still want to be as close as we did in the past, she will be unhappy." Zhao Xin's eyes turned red and he murmured,

I don't know what the prince is good to him. He always hides the wrong thing for him. Even if he does it, he is underestimating the punishment. The whip has always been raised high and falls gently, and he has never really touched a finger.

, because this made Zhao Ren and the others dissatisfied, he secretly said that the prince was partial and that he would secretly get what he liked. Speaking of which, he was always following the prince. Even this time he returned to Beijing to ask for an order, he was also

Everyone who sent Jianxi knew that under Zhu Xie's strict surveillance, it would be a life-and-death matter.

"Proposal? Who said I want to propose marriage to Miss Zhu?" Zhao Qi was shocked. Why did this happen again? He didn't know about such a big thing.

"Don't you really know? The day after we returned from Zhu's mansion, Master He and Mr. Xu went to Zhu's mansion and asked Miss Zhu whether she was engaged. She also asked her birthday and horoscope. This is not a question of kinship.

"Zhao Xin didn't look like he was lying when he saw the prince. Although he often lies with him, she could still tell the truth clearly.

"They are too brave. Why don't you ask me about this kind of thing first?" Zhao Qi suddenly stood up and said.

"That day, the second master was chanting poems in Taolin. Master He and the others also heard it, saying that the second master liked Miss Zhu, but they were embarrassed to say that they did it for them. Didn't the second master recite poems for her that day?

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"Oh, Zhao Xin, Zhao Xin, you killed me." Zhao Qi looked at Zhao Xin who was still confused and wailed. This time, the yellow mud fell into his crotch. It was either shit or shit.