The dark prison cell has no light all day long, and no matter how thick the hay is, it can't withstand the cold air of the bluestone slabs, and it is penetrating to the bones.
The mouse burrowed into the haystack, and suddenly its head touched a hand, and it opened its sharp mouth and bit it.
"Hi..." Jing Shao was bitten by the mouse and clasped it back.
"Squeak—" the mouse screamed in fright.
Mu Hanzhang, who was sleeping on the side, was awakened, watching Jing Shao confronting the mouse, he couldn't help laughing, and slowly sat up and said, "Why don't you sleep, my lord?"
Jing Shao looked back at him, there was a torch on the porch of the cell, beeping in the night, the dim light reflected on the man in the corner, strangely showing a bit of warmth. He couldn't help but leaned closer to him and showed him the mouse in his hand: "I caught this, we have meat to eat."
Mu Hanzhang frowned and looked at the struggling gray-haired mouse. He couldn't imagine how this thing would speak, so he didn't plan to continue this topic with him: "If the prince can't sleep, why don't you talk to the minister for a while? ... cough..." He coughed again, his health was not good, he was locked in the prison without medicine, the bluestone slab was cold, and he was often provoked into cramps at night, and now his legs were still cramping.
Seeing that he was coughing again, Jing Shao moved over, tied the mouse's tail to the wall nail, and leaned beside him: "That... if you are cold, lean on me." Although he was away from home all the year round, the princess' body He also knew that it was not good. No matter what, he was a concubine, so he couldn't treat him too harshly.
Mu Hanzhang shook his head and looked at Jingshao's handsome face, which was no longer as handsome as he used to be. Being locked up together these days, watching him go from madness at the beginning, to giving up slowly later, remorse after seeing the second prince, and now his eyes full of depression, the resentment accumulated over the years has strangely dissipated a lot, said After all, Jing Shao is also an unfortunate person.
"My lord, look at what that is." Mu Hanzhang raised his hand and pointed to a spot on the roof.
The cell was all made of stones, even the roof. Jing Shao followed his hand and saw a ray of moonlight in a crack in the roof. It was very faint under the shadow of the torches, but at Mu Hanzhang's position, a little bit of the starry sky could be clearly seen.
Jing Shao looked at that place in surprise, and in order to see clearly, he kept moving towards Mu Hanzhang's position until it was attached to him.
The deep sapphire blue sky leaked out from the small gap, as if it contained infinite beauty, Jingshao stared at it, greedily reluctant to blink: "Such a beautiful night sky is comparable to what I saw in the desert. That's it."
"What's the desert like?" The body leaning over was very warm, which relieved the pain in his body. Mu Hanzhang didn't move, and leaned against the blue brick wall and looked there.
"The desert is endless as far as the eye can see, and if you walk hundreds of miles, there may be no people." Jing Shao recalled the situation when he was young, and couldn't help raising his lips, "At that time, I went to hunt down the leader of the Xiongnu, and chased after the night with three thousand light cavalry, and the entire desert Only the sound of hooves…”
"At that time, the lord was definitely not afraid of anything." Mu Hanzhang looked at his bare eyes.
"Yeah, when I was young, I didn't even know how to be afraid, I knew how to rush! Even if I only had three thousand cavalry, I wouldn't be afraid of the 50,000 army of the Xiongnu..." Jing Shao paused as he spoke, watching quietly. Looking at him, "Did you want to say something?"
Mu Hanzhang looked up at the small starry sky, "Your Highness is young, fashionable and fearless, but now you have nothing to worry about."
Jing Shao was stunned for a moment, and it was the first time he took a serious look at his male concubine. Even though he was detained for a long time and described as a little embarrassed, he still couldn't hide the arrogance of the literati. Like a flexible green bamboo, it seemed like he was galloping on the battlefield. people are stronger.
"Cough, cough..." Mu Hanzhang didn't wait for the people around him to answer, he couldn't help coughing again, the cold air entered his lungs, and his whole body trembled slightly.
Jing Shao looked at the thin body leaning against the cold wall and curled up into a ball, and suddenly felt a little distressed. He stretched out his hand and hugged the coughing man into his arms: "I'll keep you warm."
The body in his arms is very thin, holding some stubborn hands, the hand covering his lips is almost skinny, the blue veins meandering under the pale skin, it looks a bit ugly, Jing Shao can't bear it. Zhu frowned, "Why are you so thin?"
Before Mu Hanzhang could answer, a small sound suddenly came from the empty cell. It should be a jailer with a key walking around. In the middle of the night, if there is nothing important, the jailer will not sway around with the key. Jing Shao immediately lay down in the haystack with the person in his arms, buried his face in his long hair, and quietly observed the situation outside the door.
The jailer holding the torch took two men in black behind him and stopped in front of their cell. Seeing that the two inside were still sleeping, they winked at each other. The jailer knocked on the iron prison door and said sarcastically: "His Royal Highness Cheng Wang, two adults from the Ministry of Punishment have come to ask some questions."
"The relatives of the imperial family are not allowed to be interrogated in the middle of the night, so be careful, lord." Mu Hanzhang, who was held in his arms, whispered.
Jing Shao frowned, sat up, but did not let go of the person in his arms, and said coldly: "God, this king still needs to sleep, I will talk about it tomorrow!"
"It's up to the lord," the jailer opened the cell door and let the two people in. "The lord has always refused to admit his guilt. Why don't you ask the princess today."
The man in black walked steadily, and at first glance he knew that his martial arts were not weak. Jing Shao instinctively felt the danger, stood up quickly, and protected the person in his arms behind him: "If you want to judge the king or the princess, you need the imperial father's hand. ."
The jailer smiled gloomily and didn't say much. When the two entered, he quickly backed out, locked the door of the prison three or two times, and walked away quickly. rushed over.
Between the fire and the light, Jing Shao's pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his leg and kicked one person away, bowed to avoid the oncoming knife, fighting one against two, but suffering from the lack of a weapon in his hand, it was quite difficult to deal with.
Mu Hanzhang shrank into the corner to avoid causing trouble to Jing Shao.
Jing Shao grabbed a knife, turned around and kicked the man against the iron gate with a loud bang, and stabbed the man in the chest with his backhand. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind his back. Cold air, turned around suddenly, but caught a warm body.
"Hanzhang!" Jing Shao looked at Mu Hanzhang's body with a split eye, and blood spurted out! What he has lost, Mu Hanzhang is the last thing he has, and now he has to take it away from others, how can it be, how can it be!
"Ah—" Jing Shao roared, kicked the man to the corner of the wall fiercely, jumped into the air, and stabbed the knife in his hand into the chest of the man in black.
"Hanzhang, Hanzhang, why are you so hard..." Jing Shao hugged the man whose face was pale in pain. This man was trying to block the knife for him. What is his irresponsible husband worth his sacrifice? , turned his head and roared outside the door, "Someone! Somebody!"
"No... No!" Jing Shao sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.
"What's wrong?" Mu Hanzhang was woken up and got up in a daze. Seeing that Jing Shao's face was very wrong, he immediately woke up and reached out to support him, "Little spoon, what's the matter with you?"
Jing Shao was stunned for a while, then turned his head slowly, and looked at the person in front of him, his complexion was lustrous, healthy and rosy because he had just woken up, surrounded by warm-colored curtains, and a soft bed under him.
"Little spoon..." Seeing that his face was wrong, Mu Hanzhang reached out and hugged him into his arms, patted him gently, "Have you had a nightmare?"
The warm body was close to himself, and he really pulled him back from the nightmare. Jing Shao slowly stretched out his hand, hugged his princess, and slowly tightened, just wanting to melt him into the bone marrow.
Mu Hanzhang found that he was in a cold sweat, and couldn't help feeling distressed, so he smoothed his back: "What did you dream about?" With his lord's fearless temperament that day, what could have scared him like this
Jing Shao was silent and refused to speak, but buried his face in the warm neck socket, greedily sucking the dry and warm breath.
Seeing that he didn't answer or let go, Mu Hanzhang smiled helplessly, they have been married for almost ten years, this guy is still like a child, so he softened his voice and said, "I did it just now. Strange dream, I dreamed that we were in a cell and you caught a mouse..."
"Junqing!" Jing Shao yanked the person in his arms away, stared at him with wide eyes, and without waiting for the person to respond, he pressed the person under him and kissed his lips fiercely.
Fang Cai's dream was too real, and the pain of losing everything almost overwhelmed him. Jing Shao couldn't help asking for it over and over again, confirming again and again - what was in front of him was not a dream, he and Jun Qing were both living well, and he kept the dream. Jun Qing took good care of them and they lived happily...
Jing Shao hugged the person who had fallen asleep in his arms tightly, and gently kissed the corner of the reddened eyes.
The past has become a dream, and sighing is useless.
How many times can this world have a chance to come back? Don't wait to lose the person in front of you, then you will know that the wealth and glory are empty, and there are many regrets...
The author has something to say: This is the meatless part of the special book written for custom printing, and it is also the last chapter of the extra. The meat is complete in the customization, and the customization has been released. Click to buy because Qianhe is still in school, in June I'm too busy with all kinds of exams, so I can't write too much, and the story is not very long. In fact, this article just wants to tell you a warm little story, without those unreasonable suspicions, and without reason. Abuse, just for Bo Jun's knowing smile, nothing else (*^__^*)