When Lian Qingzhou came back from Jiangnan, he brought Su Xian a crocodile egg that had not yet hatched.

It can be seen that Su Xian likes it very much. Every day whenever he has free time, he will guard the crocodile egg and wait for the day when it breaks its shell.

Later one day, the wind was sunny and the crocodile egg broke its shell, and a small crocodile emerged from it. Su Xian had a good impression of crocodile since he was a child. He named the little crocodile Lailai and carefully took care of it to raise it.

Judging from Su Xian's carefulness and thoughtfulness, let alone a crocodile, even if he is given a baby, he may be able to raise him.

You should know that after the ministers persuaded Chen Xian to have more princes, Su Xian also comforted Chen Xian with caring concern: "If you have younger brothers and sisters, you and your father have no time to raise him, you can leave it to me to take care of him and raise him."

Now, wherever Su Xian went, there was a little crocodile around him, which gave him some comfort.

When they had time, Chen Xian and Su Zhe went out of the palace together. Thinking of the fact that they had not returned to Su Zhe's previous home for a long time, Chen Xian decided to take Su Zhe to see it, maybe it would remind him of something.

There was a bamboo forest behind Su Zhe's main courtyard. Chen Xian thought that the bamboo flute that Su Zhe had given her was very old and mottled, and she couldn't bear to wear it on her body, so she planned to use ready-made bamboo to make it again.

At the moment, the two of them were sitting in the bamboo forest with their clothes blowing. The breeze was pleasant and the sound of the bamboo forest was rustling.

The two of them were quite leisurely and used a carving knife, folded bamboo joints, and carved patterns on it.

While carving, Chen Xian talked about the scene when Su Zhe gave her bamboo flute many years ago. Her mouth was stained with a smile, and her face looked very gentle.

The bamboo joints in the hand are very round and will easily slip if you are not careful, so Chen Xian doesn't carve it very well.

Su Zhe's black clothes hit the ground, his hair was as thin as ink. He twisted the bamboo joints in his hand, and the carving knife in his hand was carefully and smoothly carved clear patterns.

It seemed as if he was back that year, he was also sitting in the bamboo forest and giving her the beautiful bamboo flute. But he was alone at that time, and now he is with her.

He smiled faintly on his lips. He lowered his eyes slightly and focused on his hands. He whispered to Chen Xian: "This bamboo is not a flat piece. It is very laborious to carve patterns on it. Be careful not to hurt your hands."

Chen Xian said, "Don't underestimate me, or I'll wear what I carved for you, and wear what you carved for me."

Su Zhe said: "Okay."

Perhaps it was because no one had taken care of this bamboo forest for a long time, which made the bamboos here grow wilder, so naturally some animals like to live in this bamboo forest.

At this time, a blue snake was hovering on the bamboo, wriggling, and slowly crawling towards Chen Xian with a letter.

If it weren't for the bright red letter it spitted out, its snake body would have almost merged with the color of the bamboo.

The slight light condensed at the corner of Su Zhe's eyes, and the carving knife in his hand paused.

He didn't even raise his head. With a gust of wind, the whole bamboo forest swayed endlessly. When the green snake wanted to shake its head and approach Chen Xian, Su Zheyang's sleeves were in the wind, and his fingers twisted the carving knife, then shot out accurately and nailed the green snake's seven inches straight.

As a result, when Chen Xian tilted his head to look at the bamboo flute in Su Zhe's hand, he saw that he was only half completed, but the carvings on it were exactly the same as the bamboo flute back then.

Chen Xian asked him: "Why is your carving knife missing?"

Su Zhe searched on the ground seriously and said, "I am still here just now, but I can't find it if I'm not careful."

"It's just now that the wind is blowing, maybe it's covered by bamboo leaves. Just don't step on it and sit there carefully."

Later, Chen Xian gave him his carving knife, and he completed the rest. A brand new bamboo flute that was exactly the same as before, lay again in Chen Xian's palm, warm and moist, with Su Zhe's temperature on it.

When he left the bamboo forest, Chen Xian turned around and looked in the direction of the bamboo. He saw that the green snake on the bamboo twisted into a ball in pain, and the one inserted it was Su Zhe's carving knife.

She squinted her eyes, not saying anything.

After returning, Chen Xian often stared at Su Zhe, and the love in his eyes continued to diminish, and a little deeper meaning was added.

Su Zhe said: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Xian curled his lips and responded to him: "I found that you are still the same as before, not changing at all. Sometimes it is very bad, but it makes people unable to get angry."

Su Zhe smiled faintly and said, "I'm not that bad."

Chen Xian smiled and squinted her eyes, not saying it was good or bad.

Later, for a while, Chen Xian carried Su Zhe on her back, as if she was trying to figure something out, but she didn't like using brushes, but she still liked to use charcoal pens.

The things drawn from the charcoal pen became bright and dark in her hands, with clear edges and corners.

There were several times when Su Zhe caught him, and Chen Xian hid him like a thief.

Su Zhe glanced at her hands hiding behind her, holding a piece of drawing paper in her hands, and narrowed her eyes slightly, and finally asked: "What are you drawing?"

Chen Xian thought that there was finally something to use to cheer Su Zhe's appetite. She felt very satisfied and felt that she could finally exude anger.

Chen Xian said: "Nothing."

Su Zhe raised his eyebrows, walked towards her, and said, "Show me."

Chen Xian put the drawing paper into his cuffs, got up and avoided him. Su Zhe stood on the side of the desk, and Chen Xian stood on the side of the desk.

Chen Xian said with a hilarious voice: "The more you want to see, the less I want to show it to you."

Su Zhe took two more steps towards her, and it seemed that he was planning to steal it from her.

Chen Xian raised his hand to stop him and said seriously: "Don't come over, everyone has some of their own little secrets and don't want others to know, so do I."

Su Zhe still chose to respect her little secret.

Chen Xian was with Su Zhe when he was idle, and liked to play with his hands. His fingers were as white as jade, well-proportioned and slender, and very beautiful. Chen Xian often hooked his fingers, feeling that there was no flaw on his body, almost perfect.

Su Zhe attributed this to her newly developed little habit, such as before, she used to like rubbing the dark patterns on his clothes, but now she has added more, she likes to rub his ring finger.

Chen Xian called the people from the Neigong Weaving Bureau to hand over the drawn drawings to him, and asked him to make the things according to the size and style on the drawings.

Everyone in the weaving bureau is very skilled, so it is not difficult to make Chen Xian’s request.

Half a month later, after careful carving and polishing, the weaving bureau finally delivered the finished product to Chen Xian.

Chen Xian opened the box and took a look, which was exactly the same as what she had drawn on the drawings.

That Mid-Autumn Festival, the two made an appointment to leave the palace at night and go to Yangchun River to stroll. Therefore, Su Zhe was waiting for Chen Xian to finish handling the government affairs and return to the bedroom to change his clothes.

The way the two get along is natural and comfortable.

During the day, Su Zhe would take Axian to the imperial study room to accompany Chen Xian, and he could teach Axian some things. Sometimes he would stay in the central palace and would not disturb her.

All the trivial matters in the harem were left to Cui. If there were some grand things, they would come to ask Su Zhe to make a decision.

Su Zhe occasionally introduced "slander" in Shen Xian's ears, interfered in the affairs of the court, or when Chen Xian was lazy, he would do it for him.

While Su Zhe said seriously that the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, he handled the government affairs in an orderly manner for Chen Xian.

However, he grasped his degree very accurately, and did not interfere too much, nor did he let Chen Xian overwork. Therefore, there were always three or five memorials in the court who impeached him, which was not harmful.

Looking out the window, I saw that at dusk and dusk, Chen Xian walked by the flowers, plants and trees in the garden in her imperial robe, and was about to return to the central palace by time.

Holding the box in her hand and a smile on her face, she came in and approached Su Zhe.

It can be seen that she is very happy.

Chen Xian put the brocade box on the windowsill and said, "It shouldn't be too late for me to come back. It should be too late for us to go out of the palace to go for the lantern festival later."

Su Zhe said: "It's not dark yet, so it's natural to have time."
Chapter completed!