King Yan's Canary

Chapter 182Chapter 181Yu'er, are you bold?

"My lord, don't you like these?" Feng Qing thought he didn't like it at first glance, and was a little at a loss.

It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm too embarrassed to ask for yours.

Wen Ruyu couldn't express, he didn't expect Feng Qing to be richer than him, owning so many combs.

But he had nothing, not even anything to exchange with him.

Shaking his head with a downcast expression, he looked carefully at the wooden comb again, inadvertently raised his eyes, and saw the two apricot trees outside the window whose leaves were beginning to turn yellow, and had an idea, maybe I could get a piece of wood and sharpen a comb with a knife come out.

After making up his mind, he smiled at Feng Qing again. Although his voice was not as pleasant as before, it was full of coquettish milk, "Secondly...sweet."

"Uh, did the young master not give the prince a comb?" Feng Qing was a little puzzled, but this kind of smile is really harmless to humans and animals, and there is no reason to refuse it!

"Secondly sweet..."

Wen Ruyu still insisted on eating dessert, so that he could distract Feng Qing and go out to get a branch.

He must secretly make a comb for Xiao Zhen, and give him a surprise when the time comes!

How did Feng Qing know about his little plan, seeing him looking forward to it, she nodded quickly: "Okay, then Xiaoqing will help you get some food, so please stay safe here, and wait for me?"

"Uh-huh."

Wen Ruyu nodded obediently, climbed up on the soft couch and sat down obediently, as if I was obediently waiting for you.

Feng Qing retreated with the little guards.

As soon as they left, Wen Ruyu came to the window, stretched out her hand cautiously, and tentatively touched the sunlight outside the window.

"Zi Liu~"

As soon as the sunlight stuck to his delicate skin, it was like a flame burning, and instantly smoked him.

"Ugh..."

It hurt so much, he almost cried.

Tried several times, but still can't get out.

Finally, seeing the shade under the big banana leaves, my little head turned around. Why didn't I find something to block myself?

His first thought was to go out with a desk on his back. He moved the desk and tried it, but found that the window was too narrow and he couldn't get out at all.

After searching around in the room, my eyes fixed on the quilt again, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my clumsy little head, why don't I use the quilt?

So wrapped in a thick brocade quilt, she jumped out of the window!

He still has the qigong that Xiao Zhen passed on to him. It is not difficult to break a branch, but when he jumped off the treetop, a hole was hung in the brocade quilt by the branch. He didn't notice that a beam of sunlight happened to pass through the hole. , pierced the skin of his face.

Almost burned my eyes!

"what!"

He screamed in pain, hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover his face, stepped on the corner of the quilt in a panic, and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

This fall didn't matter, but the quilt was thrown apart, and the whole body was exposed to the sun for an instant, as if it was going to be burned to ashes!

"Ah ah ah..."

Green smoke rose all over his body, and he screamed in pain, ignoring the quilt, he quickly picked up the branch and jumped back into the house.

Several patrolling guards heard the movement and rushed to the yard, but saw a quilt with holes in it and a smell of burnt flesh.

And the windows are wide open!

Several guards looked at each other, thinking that Wen Ruyu had escaped, and hurried to the bedroom, only to find him hiding in a corner trembling.

There are still a few places on his body that are emitting green smoke, his delicately carved face is pale, and there is an obvious burn mark on his cheek at the corner of his left eye.

The guard hurried forward and asked, "My lord, are you alright?"

Wen Ruyu was afraid that they would find the branch, so she hurriedly shook her head, and conveniently hid the branch under the bed.

At this moment, Feng Qing just brought dessert, seeing this scene, he was so shocked that he quickly threw away the dessert plate, and went to help Wen Ruyu, "My lord, what's wrong?"

Wen Ruyu looked away guiltily, not daring to look at him.

Feng Qing noticed the wound on his face, his face sank, and he pointed at the guards instantly, "What's the situation with you? Why did you become such a mask, young master?"

The guards didn't know why, so they could only cup their fists in apology, "Damn this subordinate!"

Then a guard who was a little bit more courageous stepped forward and attached to Feng Qing'ergen, and said quietly: "Report to Guard Feng, I heard that the young master might want to escape."

After speaking, he quickly returned to the original place, and lowered his head together with several other guards.

Feng Qing almost jumped up!

What?The son wants to escape?

Is he trying to escape marriage?

No wonder they let me take the comb again, and let me take the dessert again!

It turned out that they wanted to send me away and escape!

If the lord knows about this, he will definitely be too hungry to walk around.

With a dark face, he waved his hands at the guards, "I see, you go down first."

Several guards said their gifts and left one by one, not forgetting to close the door.

Feng Qing didn't dare to pierce Wen Ruyu, and helped him up, wanting to check his wound, but before he touched it, Wen Ruyu hissed in pain.

"How did you do it, son?"

Feng Qing asked softly.

Wen Ruyu didn't say anything, just crawled into the bed and shrank into a small ball, neither looking at him nor paying attention to him.

Feng Qing had no choice, "Why don't I let Xidu come over and show you?"

Wen Ruyu doesn't want anyone to disturb him at all now, because he still has to make a comb for Xiao Zhen, so he quickly shook his head and whispered behind Feng Qing's back: "Yes, Juejue."

Feng Qing was very distressed, the sun was still outside in broad daylight, so he didn't dare to go out easily.

If it was night, if he wanted to escape, no one would be able to stop him.

On the surface, he had to smile: "Okay, the young master will sleep for a while, and Xiaoqing will come back later."

As soon as he went out, he quickly greeted the guards just now, "Master, do you really want to escape?"

"Yes."

A guard picked up a quilt with a hole in it, "He seems to have become smarter, trying to block the sun with the quilt, maybe when he flew out, he accidentally bumped into an almond tree, fell down, and was burned by the sun .”

Feng Qing glanced gloomyly at the apricot tree in the corner of the yard, and sure enough there was one, with one or two branches broken off and yellow apricot leaves falling to the ground.

"He has indeed become smarter. He also knows how to use such clumsy excuses to distract me from wanting a comb and snacks, and not wanting them anymore after getting them."

"Then what should we do? If the prince finds out, he will definitely be punished if he wants to escape." The guards knew Xiao Zhen's temper very well, and they all showed worried expressions.

Feng Qing gritted his teeth: "Strengthen patrolling, triple the number of patrolling soldiers, and six times at night, you must not let the young master out of the palace!"

The guards were taken aback for a moment, and it was okay to triple the number of patrols.

If it is increased to six times, it is equivalent to you next to me, next to you, one after another, circling around the palace in circles.

That kind of picture is a bit unimaginable.

A guard was even more worried: "Six times at night... Guard Feng, are you sure this won't disturb their sleep?"

Not to mention the heavy iron potassium on the patrol guards will make sounds as they walk, the footsteps alone are already noisy.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think it's causing them to sleep more seriously, or is it more serious that the young master is lost?" Feng Qing raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

The guard didn't dare to say anything for a while.

After a long silence, he replied, "Your subordinate will make arrangements now."

As soon as Feng Qing left, Wen Ruyu quickly bolted the door.

Then he took out the branch from under the bed, found Xiao Zhen's saber, and cut it clumsily.

Unexpectedly, he was cutting too quickly, and his fingers were not as flexible as before. No matter how he imitated, they were always a little stiff and trembling.

With this cut, he cut his fingers.

The blood was like a dark flower that suddenly bloomed, gushing out from the pale fingertips.

He almost cried in pain.

Afraid that Feng Qing or Xiao Zhen would come in, he casually tore some of the hem of his clothes, wrapped his fingers, and began to peel again.

After a lot of effort, I finally cut out the outline of a crooked comb.

The one with no teeth.

How ugly he looks.

He tried hard to recall the combs that Feng Qing brought in, the handles of which were all exquisitely carved.

Wen Ruyu decided to engrave two small figures on it, one is him and the other is Xiao Zhen.

Just about to start carving, Xiao Zhen's voice came from outside, knocking on the door, "Yu'er, what are you doing? Why did you lock the door?"

"No……"

It's over, it's over, it's about to be discovered.

Don't let him see such an ugly unfinished comb!

Wen Ruyu panicked and hid the comb under the bed, wrapped the sawdust on the table with a silk handkerchief, and hid it in the lowest layer of the closet.

"crunch~"

Xiao Zhen knocked for a while, but he didn't come to open the door, so he kicked it open.

Wen Ruyu had already hid under the blanket the moment the door opened.

His whole body was covered under the quilt, including the burn on his cheek, which was also intentionally covered by the corner of the quilt, revealing only his little hairy head, a pair of moist golden eyes, blinking and blinking at Xiao Zhen .

Very well-behaved, but a little abnormally well-behaved.

Xiao Zhen instantly became vigilant and narrowed his eyes slightly.

His eyes are full of energy, and when he narrows his eyes slightly, there is a sharp edge that can carve out a hole in a person's body.

"Why is Yu'er locking the door?"

He walked towards him step by step. If it wasn't for the flat line of the quilt, he would have thought that he was hiding some wild man on the bed.

Wen Ruyu shrank back under the quilt in fear, "Juejue..."

Xiao Zhen had already walked to the bedside, and examined him with his eyes, "Is it really just sleeping?"

"Ah."

Wen Ruyu wanted to smile obediently, but because the smile was too forced, Xiao Zhen tore off the quilt, "What's hidden in the quilt? Hand it over!"

It doesn't matter if it's a matter of fact, Wen Ruyu's burn from the sun was instantly exposed.

He panicked, and quickly covered his face with his sleeve, not letting Xiao Zhen look at it.

As soon as he covered it, the rags wrapped around his fingertips came into Xiao Zhen's eyes again.

He grabbed the delicate wrist of the man again, and pulled him into his arms. His gaze was like a knife with a hook, fixedly staring at the wound: "What's going on?"

Wen Ruyu didn't dare to say anything, and pushed him with all her strength.

But he couldn't push him away, and hit him again with qigong. Xiao Zhen was furious, grabbed his waist and pressed back, "How are you doing today?"

Even with qigong, Wen Ruyu is no match for him.

He fell back on the bed all of a sudden, and was suppressed by his chest that was pressed tightly against him, and he couldn't move his hands and feet.

"Yu'er, are you bold?" Xiao Zhen leaned over and kissed his cheek with a dark face.

His cheeks are full and soft, with a faint sweetness, like a child's frankincense, which can make people sink.

But on such a beautiful and delicate face, there was an obvious burn mark.

Xiao Zhen knew without thinking, he must have gone out!