Song Heng looked ahead obsessively, for a moment he felt like he was dreaming, the person he was thinking about day and night was there.
The handsome young man in a coarse cloth with his hair casually draped behind him stood among the lush greenery, like an elf in the forest... He stretched out his hand to brush his hair, as if he was about to leave, but when he turned around, his expression froze immediately, and he also looked at Arrived at Song Heng.
Song Heng suddenly walked over with big strides!
Xie He's expression was flustered, and he never expected to meet Song Heng in this desolate and remote place. He staggered and grabbed the crutches beside him and tried to leave, but his movements were faster than Song Heng's, and he was caught before taking two steps. Song Heng grabbed his wrist!
Song Heng felt Xie He's slender wrist under his sleeve, and looked at him excitedly. At this moment, there were no words to describe the turmoil in his heart. Thousands of words turned into a low voice: "Xiao Ning... I finally found you."
[Ding, Song Heng's favorability degree +5, current favorability degree 90]
Xie He's wrist was held by Song Heng, and he raised his eyes to meet the affectionate gaze, his face flushed, he turned his head uncomfortably, and made a soft voice: "My lord..."
It wasn't until Song Heng caught Xie He that he was convinced that he was not dreaming, but that he really saw his loved one again. After he was excited, he immediately found that Xie He's clothes were rough and he was wearing a cane. His expression changed drastically: " Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you?"
Xie He's eyelashes trembled, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he said, "My lord, please let go."
Song Heng finally met Xie He, how could he let go? He noticed the sadness in Xie He's eyes, and seeing his downcast appearance, he thought that he must have been tortured by the master, and his heart ached, and anger appeared on his face: "Who bought you?"
Xie He's face turned pale, and he pursed his lips tightly without speaking.
At this time, Song Heng's friend found him lagging behind and came back to look for him, and shouted from a distance, "Wenzhi, where are you?"
Seeing someone coming, Xie He immediately showed a panicked expression, shook off Song Heng vigorously, and staggered towards the mountain.
Song Heng was caught by surprise and escaped by Xie He. He hesitated for a moment, ignored his companions who were looking for him behind, and chased Xie He into the forest. The path in the mountain forest is rugged and the terrain is complicated. Xie He didn't walk fast, Song Heng followed him easily, and followed behind silently.
Gradually no other voices could be heard, Xie Hecai breathed a sigh of relief, but Song Heng couldn't get rid of it no matter what, it seemed that he was determined to follow him. Xie He was weak and couldn't walk anymore. He finally stopped and turned to Song Heng and said, "Why do you want to follow the slave?"
Song Heng looked deeply at Xie He, distressed and sad, and said slowly, "I've been looking for you for a long time, do you... don't you have anything to say to me?"
Xie He only felt sore eyes, and scenes from the past emerged before his eyes.
When he was in Xunhuanlou, Song Heng had a deep affection for him. In a blink of an eye, he was bought away, but when they met again, it was as if the sea had changed... The only thing that remained unchanged was that this person still missed him.
There seemed to be water in Xie Hemei's eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and finally he just said: "I have nothing to say to my lord, this slave is going back... leave."
After speaking, he turned around and continued to walk back slowly and with difficulty, but his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, his face paled in pain.
Song Heng finally couldn't help walking over, gently helped Xie He up, and said softly: "If you don't say it, then I will say it, I like you."
Xie He's body is stiff.
Song Heng said again: "I like you very much. I think about you day and night. You are gone. I can't sleep or eat. I worry about your life. How could I just watch you leave. It's all because I'm so useless, I couldn't redeem you back then... "
Xie He's tears finally flowed down, he reached out to cover Song Heng's mouth, "Stop talking."
Song Heng felt Xie He's soft palm against his lips, his eyes were full of affection, he gently grabbed Xie He's hand, kissed his palm, his voice was low and hoarse: "Do you like me? "
Xie Hemeng withdrew his hand, his cheeks turned red instantly.
Seeing Xie He's shy appearance, Song Heng was filled with love and affection. Finally, he could no longer restrain his affection, and stretched out his hand to hold Xie He tightly in his arms, "I can never lose you again."
Xie He was hugged by Song Heng's gentle and firm arms, feeling the elegant breath of the man, his face was full of tears.
If... Song Heng was the one who bought him in the first place.
It's a pity that there is no if in this world, he was not worthy of Song Heng at the beginning, now this broken body, why bother others
Xie He concealed the sad look in his eyes, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, the slave is going back."
Song Heng said, "I'll take you back."
He knew that Xie He must be involuntary as a lowly person, so he would not make things difficult for him, but today he had to find out who bought Xie He. Since the other party didn't cherish him, he bought him himself. Song Heng has made up his mind, even if he has to risk everything this time... he has to find a way to buy Xie He back first.
Xie He didn't know what Song Heng was thinking, he staggered back and finally returned to his cabin.
Song Heng watched Xie He enter the hut, and followed him in. This wooden house is extremely simple, and it can be seen that Xie He lives here alone, but why does Xie He live in such a place alone...
And for Xie He's leg, he also had a grudge in his heart, but he didn't ask because he was worried that Xie He would be sad.
Xie He went back to the house and put down the basket, seeing that Song Heng had no intention of leaving, the two looked at each other speechlessly.
At this time, it was getting late, Mrs. Zhao came to help Xie He cook, and was very surprised to see a handsome scholar standing in the room, "May I ask who you are?"
Song Heng said politely: "I'm Song Heng."
He was about to ask, but was stopped by Xie He.
Xie He's expression was very helpless. Sister-in-law Zhao didn't know his identity. If Song Heng asked, she would probably make her think too much. It seems that I still have to give him an explanation today.
Song Heng sensed what Xie He meant, and thoughtfully didn't ask any more, but went to help Mrs. Zhao cook, and the dignified number one scholar didn't mean to be a gentleman far away from the kitchen.
Sister-in-law Zhao was even more surprised. She didn't expect this scholar to think that cooking was a crude thing. You must know that the hunting men in her family were not allowed in the kitchen.
She saw that Song Heng was very patient with Xie He, and was so gentle and considerate, and smiled at Song Heng: "Mr. Song, if you have time, you might as well come and see it often. This child Yuan Jin is too bitter. It is rare to have a friend like you. I Really happy for him."
Song Heng's eyes moved, "I just ran into him today too. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here now. How did my sister-in-law know him?"
Sister-in-law Zhao said: "I was hired by others to take care of him. When he first came here, he was covered with injuries..."
Xie He couldn't pretend to be silent anymore, he glanced at Mrs. Zhao complainingly, and said softly, "I'm fine now."
Sister-in-law Zhao smiled and stopped talking. After eating, she packed up her things and left.
It was quiet here again, the cold wind outside was faint, Xie He stared at Song Heng for a while, and finally said: "My lord, let's come in and talk."
Song Heng was excited, knowing that Xie He was finally planning to talk to him, so he quickly went in and closed the door.
Xie He lit an oil lamp, and the swaying candlelight reflected on his face. There was a touch of sadness on that soft and beautiful face. He looked at Song Heng with a bitter smile, "My lord, you forgot the slave Bar."
Song Heng looked at Xie He affectionately and said, "I can't do it."
Xie He's heart wrenched, and he persuaded: "Your talent is full of talent and has a bright future, so why should you be attached to a slave? The status of a slave is low, and he is really not worthy of an adult."
He said this a long time ago, Song Heng couldn't give up at that time, let alone now? Song Heng didn't answer Xie He's words, but asked: "Who bought you, and why are you here?"
Xie He shook his head, "I can't answer this question."
Song Heng thought about it again and asked, "Are you kicked out?" Although this possibility is very low... But other than that, how can Xie He live alone in the mountains and live a poor life
Xie He's eyes darkened, thinking of Xiao Yan's back when he left... If it wasn't for Qi Qing, he would have died in the dark dungeon of the palace.
Song Heng only thought that he had guessed right, and he looked deeply at Xie He: "Go back with me, okay?"
Xie He shook his head, "I can't go with you."
Although he has already left the palace, he still can't get rid of this humble status. As long as he lives for a day, he will be a servant of the palace, and following Song Heng will only bring him trouble.
Song Heng is not angry, he has always been very patient, and he has decided in his heart that Xie He will not give up. We just met again today, if he presses every step of the way, he will only make it difficult for Xie He, so you might as well take it slowly.
Song Heng smiled slightly: "You go to bed early, and I will come to see you another day."
Xie He didn't answer.
Song Heng didn't force it either, he gave Xie He a reluctant look, and left after saying goodbye. Back home without sleep all night, as long as he closes his eyes, all he thinks of is Xie He. He doesn't know what Xie He has experienced, but he will never let him go.
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Since that day, Song Heng really came every day, even in the Hanlin Academy on weekdays, he always had a happy face. His friends asked him why he suddenly felt better. Could it be that he has a new love? Song Heng always smiled without saying a word.
He has to carefully protect and treasure this love. It doesn't matter if you are ashamed, but don't let those people laugh at Xie He.
Xie He still lived an ordinary life on the mountain, the only difference was that Song Heng came every day, and he never said anything to make Xie He difficult, except that he never stayed overnight, as if he regarded this place as his home.
He was worried that Xie He would be bored, so he always told him interesting things outside, and hand-copied books to Xie He. He behaved respectfully and respectfully, but he couldn't hide the affection in his eyes.
After more than ten days like this, even Mrs. Zhao realized that something was wrong, and always felt that Mr. Song was too kind to Xie He.
After dinner that day, Song Heng took out a jade hairpin that he bought outside today, and said to Xie He: "It's for you."
Song Heng often gave Xie He some small gifts. They were not expensive, but everything was done with care.
Xie He looked at the jade hairpin, and his eyes were moved. He knew that Song Heng's salary was not high, but he still took so much trouble for him. How can he repay this affection? It's not that he doesn't like Song Heng, it's just... How can he have the right to accept this feeling
Song Heng looked at the sky and said to Xie Herou: "I'll come back tomorrow."
Seeing that Song Heng was about to leave, Xie He suddenly said, "My lord."
Song Heng turned around quickly and asked carefully, "What's the matter?"
Xie He stared at him deeply, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said slowly: "Do you really... like slaves?"
Song Heng said seriously: "You don't have to doubt this intention."
Xie He lowered his eyelashes, he reached out to put his hand on the front of his clothes, and pulled off his belt... The clothes fell on the ground, revealing the body full of mottled scars, and after a long time, he raised his eyes and asked: "Such a slave, how can you still treat me?" Like it?"
As a servant of Israel, only his beautiful body can serve a man, but now he is only disgusting.
Xie He made a lot of determination to make such a move. He knows how ugly this body is now. Maybe he will lose Song Heng because of this, and lose the only person who doesn't think he is inferior and loves him wholeheartedly.
But also because of this, he can no longer escape.
Song Heng looked at Xie He in a daze, as if he was stunned, and didn't make any reaction for a while.
Xie He opened the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a bitter smile, he must have been frightened... Well, Song Heng won't come to him again in the future, and they won't bother each other anymore.
He bent down dumbly, and was about to pick up his clothes, and then felt a shadow enveloping his eyes, and then fell into an embrace.
Song Heng hugged him gently, his eyes full of pity, and whispered in his ear: "I like you, it has nothing to do with your appearance."
He could imagine the pain just by looking at the scar, but what kind of torture did such a weak person go through without him knowing? Song Heng only hated himself for being powerless and unable to protect him.
Xie He froze, and the clothes in his hand fell to the ground.
Song Heng helped him pick up his clothes, and helped him put them on gently, then held his face and said, "I only love you, don't you understand?"
Xie He couldn't stop crying.
That's right... From a long time ago, this person has never underestimated him. He has always been so polite and respectful... It's because I have too low self-esteem, so I keep using my body to measure my value to him.
But even if he became like this, this person still didn't give up on him, all he loved was him...
Seeing Xie He crying, Song Heng was a little at a loss, and said repeatedly: "Sorry...don't cry." He reached out to wipe Xie He's tears in a panic.
Xie He held his hand and looked at him deeply: "My lord, I will go with you."
Song Heng froze in place all of a sudden, the surprise came too fast to react.
Xie He's eyes sparkled, and he slowly revealed a smile. This smile was not forced at all, and it was as coquettish as a flower, making waves in the bottom of my heart. He already looks like this, and there are still people who are willing to love him forever, and he also wants to... give it a try...
He also wanted to love him.
Don't care about everything, love someone.
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Xie He bid farewell to Mrs. Zhao, and went down the mountain with Song Heng the next day. Song Heng had a small courtyard in the capital, and there were no servants. There was only one servant and one servant at home.
Xie He concealed the identity of King Su and the grievances of the prince, and briefly told Song Heng about other things. Although Song Heng said he didn't care, Xie He was still worried that his identity would bring trouble to Song Heng, so he stayed at home , just staying at home, like a gentle little wife, washing and cooking, taking her husband out every day, and waiting for her husband to come back, the only difference is probably that she doesn't share the same bed.
Song Heng worried that what he did would make Xie He think of sad things, and Xie He didn't recommend himself as a pillow because he was ashamed.
This day when Song Heng came back from the outside, he saw Xie He standing at the door with a cane waiting for him. Seeing him come back with a faint smile on his face, Song Heng felt extremely warm in his heart. He finally had the person he loved. .
After dinner, Song Heng was studying and practicing calligraphy in the study, and Xie He helped him add fragrance to his red sleeves.
Such a day is quite a feeling of tranquility.
Halfway through Song Heng's writing, he couldn't help but look up at Xie He who was concentrating on helping him grind, his eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia, and he just felt that he was enough in this life.
[Ding, Song Heng's favorability degree +5, current favorability degree is 95]
Xie He seemed to feel something, turned his head to look at Song Heng, his eyebrows were bent, and he smiled slightly: "What are you looking at? But the slave's face is dirty?"
Song Heng grabbed Xie He's hand and said, "Don't call yourself a slave in the future."
Xie He shook his head, "How about that?"
Song Heng's expression was very serious, "Xiao Ning, in my eyes, you have never been humble, so I don't want you to call yourself that."
Xie He only felt that his eyes were hot, and he was choked up for a while and couldn't speak.
Ever since he became a lowly person, he has never said the word "I" again. He is the lowest slave, even lower than those servants of the rich family. Anyone is nobler than him, and anyone can insult him... only Song Heng still remembers that he is alone.
Remember his original name, remember that he was not like this... remember these things that even he himself forgot.
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After more than a month in the blink of an eye, Xie He sat in the room, listening to 444's report.
[444: The host is great, Xiao Yan has fought very hard with the prince recently, and Gong Min is also determined to join him, what are your plans?]
[Xie He: It's almost time to go back. Smile JPG]
[444: (⊙o⊙) Oh, I thought you were too happy to miss leaving.]
[Xie He: Baby, which eye of yours can see that I am too happy to leave?]
[444:...]
[Xie He: Xiao Song is really too poor. There are only three rooms and two servants in his family, and he is so clean and honest. He lives on a little salary, which makes me feel sad. What's more, he doesn't even have a sex life. In order to gain favorability, he cannot get my love. Smile JPG]
[444:...]
[Xie He: There is a saying that it is better to cry in a BMW than to laugh on a bicycle. This makes sense.]
[Xie He: I'd rather sit in the prince's arms and cry in groups of fine clothes and fine food servants than stay here as a free babysitter. I miss the chef of the palace:)]
[444: O(∩_∩)O~]I always feel that there is something wrong with this value... _(:зゝ∠)_
[Xie He: Baby, I think you must be able to understand my mood.]
[444: Why?]
[Xie He: Do you want me? Or do you want a gentle host who can't even give you 1 experience point pocket money?]
[444:...]
[444: (≧▽≦)/I want you, I love you, I will always love you! No one can replace your position in my heart!]He doesn't want morals! Let the host's venomous tongue come out more violently!
[Xie He: Hehe.]
[Xie He: Help me see the latest movements of Miss Shui Rong:)]
The maid of Song Heng's family has recently asked for leave for a period of time. It has been fine for such a long time. Xie He feels that the palace has probably completely forgotten him. He occasionally goes out to buy vegetables with a gauze hat, but he never leaves home too far, and only acts nearby.
Shui Rong went out of the house to pick up custom-made jewelry for Bai Qiuchi this day. When passing by an alley, she saw a familiar figure. She could be the prince's eyeliner, so she was very vigilant, so she immediately followed her, and then I saw Xie He enter a house.
Shui Rong's shocked face changed drastically, isn't Xie He dead? ! Why is he still alive
[444: Host, what are you doing? @_@]
[Xie He: As long as Shui Rong recognizes me, she will definitely report to the prince. As long as the prince knows that I am still alive, he will know that he has been tricked from beginning to end.]
[444: Ah, are you trying to trick Xiao Yan?]
[Xie He: No, Xiao Xiao's layout has already been completed, I have left him a lot of time, and now the exposure is not a big deal. The prince has been forced to jump over the wall recently, he can't move Xiao Yan, he will definitely vent his anger on Song Heng, thinking that Song Heng has taken refuge in Xiao Yan, that's why he hides me.]
[444:...]I feel sorry for Song Heng, what should I do...
[Xie He: But it's okay, I love Song Heng so much, what's the point of making a little sacrifice for him? As long as I am willing to show up, Xiao Xiao must be happy to be Song Heng's backer, and will not let the prince touch him. Smile JPG]
[444: O(∩_∩)O~]Forget it, he should keep smiling...
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Xiao Yan stayed in the palace, during this time he fought more and more fiercely with the prince, and he hadn't slept well for a long time.
What's worse, he still thinks of Xie He occasionally, and he doesn't know how he is doing outside. During this time, he has no time to take care of him at all... After the prince is settled, why not bring him back, Xiao Yan thought.
Qi Qing returned to the palace and told Xiao Yan that Gong Min wanted to meet him in person, Xiao Yan parted his lips and smiled, the old guy seemed to be unable to sit still, he smiled and said: "I'm going to see him. "
Now at the critical moment, Xiao Yan took out a human skin mask that he hadn't used for a long time for the sake of safety, and pretended to be Qi Qing's servant before going out with him.
Gong Min was sitting in a teahouse anxiously. He felt that the crown prince could no longer tolerate him. With the crown prince's character, if he became the emperor, he would definitely wipe out the roots, so he might as well rely on Xiao Yan for the last fight. Xiao Yan is a generous man. For the sake of meritorious service, he will definitely not die, at least he will have a good death.
After waiting for more than an hour, he finally saw Qi Qing and a man coming in, and asked anxiously, "Where is the prince?"
Qi Qing took off his hood, stepped back respectfully, and said, "My lord is here."
Gong Min looked at Xiao Yan with surprise in his eyes.
Xiao Yan smiled, "Master Gong, just say what you want."
Gong Min recognized Xiao Yan's voice, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that the prince has changed his appearance. He saluted Xiao Yan respectfully, and then made a heartbroken look: "I think about it, I can't sleep at night, and I feel that I can't continue to help the king to commit crimes. There are some things that must be reported to the prince. I ask the prince to uphold justice. .”
Xiao Yan sneered in his heart, if the prince hadn't been in a hurry, you would have been happy to help the evildoer, but of course he would not expose it, but said: "You say."
Gong Min had been prepared for a long time. He carefully took out a box from under the table, and opened it to find some thin account books and other correspondence. He said: "This is part of the evidence that the crown prince accepted bribes. The evidence that instigates us to take bribes and break the law has been carefully collected by me over the years."
Gong Min was willing to go all out. In order to surrender to Xiao Yan, he was fully prepared. He told all the things that the prince had ordered him to do over the years, as well as everything he knew. Finally, he finally talked about the Jiangzhou corruption case three years ago. : "At the beginning, the embezzlement of silver was entrusted by the prince, and most of it was in the hands of the prince. Cui Shao refused to join forces, so he was excluded everywhere. Later, when you and the imperial envoy came to investigate the case, the prince panicked, and unexpectedly learned that Cui Shao He actually took refuge in you, so he simply killed him to take the blame."
Xiao Yan frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Cui Shao has not taken refuge in this king."
Gong Min was startled, pulled his beard, and said doubtfully, "He didn't take refuge in you? That's impossible... He would rather die than be greedy for money, and his son Cui Ning still has your jade pendant. The public around him recognized it... That's why the prince ordered him to be killed in a fit of anger, not only to get rid of the crime, but also to hit you."
Xiao Yan suddenly stood up, because he was so excited that he even knocked over the teacup in front of him, and asked coldly, "Cui Ning has this king's jade pendant?"
Seeing Xiao Yan's terrifying appearance, Gong Min was terrified. He didn't know where he said something wrong, and hurriedly said: "I dare not lie to the lord! I remember this matter very clearly, then Cui Ning really has you jade pendant."
Xiao Yan stared at Gong Min firmly, and said word by word: "Do you still remember the shape of that jade pendant?"
Gong Min thought for a while, and said, "I only remember a general idea."
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, his eyes were deep, and he said coldly: "Show me the painting."
Gong Min didn't know why Xiao Yan suddenly put aside those important matters and was obsessed with a jade pendant, but he didn't dare to delay, frowning and thinking, then dipped his finger in tea and drew it on the table.
Looking at the shape of the jade pendant drawn by Gong Min, Xiao Yan felt a roar in his head, clenched his hands tightly, and trembled slightly.
How is this possible... This is the jade pendant he gave to Bai Qiuchi, why is it on Cui Ning's body...
how can that be? !
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