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The decoration in Changhuan Hall is luxurious, and all the furnishings are world treasures. Even the small teacups are also famous antiques. In order to please Helang, He Zheng was not stingy at all, and wished to empty the treasury.
It's just that Helang said he couldn't enjoy it, and regarded everything as usual, except for a small place where he rested, the rest of the huge space didn't even like to light the lights, so the brightly lit and resplendent palace seemed dark and deep at this time, only The remaining few candles flickered on and off.
"Is your life not going well? Why don't you light the lamp?" He Zheng asked thoughtfully, followed up, and finally found someone sitting at the same table as him, staring greedily at his face again and again.
It's ridiculous to say that this person used to walk a mile from his remote small courtyard to wait for him outside his palace every day, no matter the wind and rain, but at that time he was driven by interests, so how could he pay attention to these things? Talk to him when you are free, and ask the palace man to send him away when you are busy, and that person will not bother him.
Recalling that Helang missed the best years of his life like this, Hezheng couldn't help sighing, now he just got close to this person, and his mood jumped up, his frown and one eye, All of them can be savored by him.
"I want to go back to the old courtyard." Helang poured himself a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and didn't mind talking to him. Since he can't leave for the time being, he can only make peace with the situation, but He Zheng no longer treats him indifferently like before, and it makes him feel weird to come to him all day long.
The current situation may have been unimaginable to them ten years ago.
After hearing his words, He Zheng didn't think about it, and refused with words, "This is not okay, the rest is up to you. We made mutual promises at the beginning, and now that I am the emperor, you naturally live in the Changhuan Palace."
Helang turned his head away, the reciprocal promise was very harsh. He regards the intimacy he gave back then as affection
"We are nothing more than imperial brothers. Changhuan Hall is where your empress lives. I hope you know."
He Zheng's complexion changed, and the teacup in his hand was squeezed tightly, "Brother Emperor, I really regretted it a long time ago, you...don't treat me so indifferent again, okay? After you leave, I can't eat or sleep well. I have missed you for ten years, I... love you."
He usually only deals with state affairs, leads troops to fight, and really doesn't know how to talk about love, uttering this word that has been buried in his heart for a long time, He Zheng is both nervous and apprehensive.
It's just that he didn't expect that his sincerity was not worth mentioning in He Lang's eyes. He smiled lightly, and when he waited for this confession that he was looking forward to when he was young, he was not a little excited, but just emotional.
"You love me for being nice to you, not me."
He Zheng breathed heavily, and quickly shook his head in objection.
"Brother Huang, I only love you. Even if you treat me so indifferently now, I still want to get close to you. What is love?"
Helang shook his head, did not speak, and found a jade pendant beside the bed alone, He Zheng took a closer look, and then pulled this memory out of his memories, recognized the jade pendant, and was overjoyed all of a sudden.
This jade pendant may be regarded as the only gift that He Zheng gave to Helang. Although it was just a gift that he randomly tore off from the accessories of the day, but back then, Helang regarded it as a treasure and carried it close to his body. , touched every day, so the surface looks smooth and old.
This little thing, after ten years, the emperor still kept it? Does Brother Huang really still have him in his heart
Helang approached him and grabbed his hand. He Zheng's heart beat like a drum in an instant, and his palms were sweating, expecting the person in front of him to show him the same gentle smile as before, telling him that in fact, he had always had something in his heart. Own.
It's just a pity that Helang just put the jade pendant in his palm and then backed away, distanced him strangely.
"Young and frivolous, ignorant and ignorant, I have promised you a lot. When I couldn't wait for your response, I also said that I would wait for you forever... I have kept the jade pendant you gave me until now, but I am sorry, what is this thing?" Give it back to you now, I don’t want to wait any longer.”
He Zheng looked flustered, grabbed his wrist, and shook his head repeatedly, "You don't have to wait, I was stupid before, so I missed my brother at that time, and I will wait for you from now on, okay?"
He stared closely at Helang's eyes, trying to see a trace of pity or softness in his eyes, but he found with a cold heart that those eyes became so clear at some point, neither wind nor rain nor sunshine , can no longer reflect half of his shadow.
At that moment, all the majesty of the emperor was forgotten, He Zheng gritted his teeth, hugged him, his eyes were hot, and he did not hesitate to act like a naughty boy, "No, I won't let the emperor not want me."
Touching this body again, the pleasant breath of Helang's body filled his nose. He Zheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath greedily. If he hadn't been so tough, he might never be able to hold this person again in his lifetime. He had had enough of the days when Brother Huang treated him so indifferently.
The rationality in his mind then relaxed, He Zheng's eyes were red, and he pushed Helang onto the soft bed as if possessed by a demon.
Helang's complexion changed, but he couldn't resist his strong force, and asked seriously, "What do you want to do?"
"Emperor Brother, don't be afraid." He Zheng coaxed him softly, but he pulled Helang's collar away with his hands, and kissed devoutly on the beautifully shaped neck that was exposed.
Even though he had no obsession with dragon and yang many years ago, he was really tempted when he happened to catch a glimpse of the beautiful body of Brother Huang. After a while, Brother Huang's face turned red, but he still grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go.
The shy and moving face in the memory was in stark contrast to the frosty face at this time. He Zheng's body froze, but he saw Helang push him away with all his strength, raised the teacup in his hand and smashed it on the edge of the bed, directly hitting his wrist. He made a swipe in the direction, and then pointed at him with the blood-stained tile, so that he wouldn't dare to get any closer.
"Go away."
He Zheng stared at the shocking redness on his wrist, his heart was in turmoil, he really didn't dare to mess around again, he backed away to a long distance, and finally let He Lang put down the dangerous thing in his hand, and ordered the palace servants to come forward to bandage and treat him.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you, don't hurt yourself..." He Zheng rubbed his temples in frustration, his eyes were full of remorse, he never thought that the emperor's brother would be so impulsive in order not to get close to him, he really Just hate yourself that much
Looking at his injured hand, He Zheng's face was full of panic, but He Lang simply closed his eyes and raised his eyes, unwilling to give him even a single bit of attention. There was a trace of bewilderment in He Zheng's eyes, and he leaned forward unwillingly and asked: "You really don't have any affection for me, and you treat me like a jackal? Is it true that what the emperor said about liking me back then was all false?"
I thought this person would not care much, but Helang suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word: "If not, why do you think I was hurt so deeply by you, and why would I be willing to drink poisonous wine?"
He has such an uncontested character, but he is willing to come and go in the atrium with many powers for He Zheng, just to meet him, even if He Zheng doesn't know how to read his calligraphy and painting, he still paints and writes for him all day long poetry. Seeing that he was anxious about seizing power, he racked his brains to learn medicine by himself, and made him a healthy soup. On the other hand, he only thought that He Zheng was young and didn't understand love, and waited patiently for him to grow up.
Every minute of this effort is painstakingly engraved in his heart, and Helang doesn't believe that this person can't feel it.
He replied, realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, and continued to remain silent.
He Zheng was both happy and sad when he heard this answer. Brother Huang really loved him sincerely, but this love was lost by him.
"Brother Huang, I know I was wrong. I deserve to die in every possible way, and I will let you punish me. I just beg you not to treat yourself like this. Seeing you have the slightest injury, I feel as if a knife is piercing my heart." He Zheng's tone trembled slightly. Scared.
Helang turned around impatiently, "I was stupid at the beginning, why are you pestering me now? You know very well that there is no possibility for us."
But He Zheng didn't want to believe it, and still shook his head stubbornly, "I don't know, and I don't know, I just want that old brother back."
Helang sneered inexplicably, with a bad tone, "Your former imperial brother is dead. He Zheng, don't force me, I don't owe you anything."
For decades, this was the first time he called He Zheng by his first name, and he didn't have any emotion anymore, it was heartbreakingly unfamiliar.
He Zheng never knew that the emperor brother who is as gentle as jade would have such a heartless day. His usual aura of majesty was gone. Seeing Helang sitting upright with a resolute attitude, he almost couldn't help but half-knelt beside him. Before begging, "Yes, I owe you, but I am not forcing you, I am begging you..."
Even though He Zheng maintained his last reserve and didn't unsightly lean towards him and beg for mercy desperately, it was the first time He Lang saw such a humble He Zheng, his eyes were full of pain and pleading, always so The proud person, who wanted to get close but didn't dare, was obviously suffering mentally. I wonder how much he had suffered that day
After hesitating again and again, Helang said the truth softly, "In the past ten years, I have lost my soul, although it is unbelievable, but the days when I lost my soul, my heart is as still as water, and I can no longer feel throbbing. All feelings are also buried."
To ordinary people, these words must be as fantastic as the Arabian Nights, but the empty coffin and the disappearance have already made He Zheng understand that the emperor's brother is not simple. When he said this, he believed it without hesitation, even Feel a little comforted by his words.
"It turns out that the emperor no longer loves me because he lost his love soul? Now is there any way to get it back?" As long as the emperor's love is recovered, the emperor will have affection for him again
It's just that Helang's answer was cruel and didn't give He Zheng any face or leeway, "My love has returned."
This proves that He Lang is no longer affected by emotion, but simply has no nostalgia for He Zheng.
He Zheng's mood fluctuated wildly, but he could only hide it in his eyes of forbearance, but he could still see that his whole person had lost his soul in an instant.
After all, he was the one who grew up by himself. Knowing that he was soft-hearted, Helang ignored him and pointed in the direction of the door, "It's getting late, please come back, Your Majesty. I want to rest. As the lord of a country, Don't be so frivolous anymore, we can still get along normally if we only care about brotherhood."
"You know what I want is not brotherhood." He Zheng's voice was very low, and his tone was full of resentment and grievance.
"Please." Helang poker-faced, repeatedly pointed to the door.
He Zheng seemed to have tasted the bitterness of gall in his mouth, and no matter how unwilling he was, he could only leave timidly. Recalling the cruelty of the emperor's brother who cut his wrist just now, he was still in a mess, and the demands in his heart retreated again and again. If you talk to him, he will be satisfied.
The author has something to say: He Zheng's line is more biased toward the ending of the main text, after all, it is the original world.
There will be a chapter later, the last chapter of the full text! ! Honey Chicken Jelly
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