Feng Yin looked at me, folded the fan, and stopped talking.
This... how is it going to be
It was Qing Heng who solved the embarrassment. Qing Heng didn't know what he was doing in the house before, and he hadn't come out. Now that he came out, he happened to encounter such a situation. He glanced left and right, bowed, and knelt down—
As soon as my lips parted, I heard a familiar voice say: "I respectfully welcome the emperor, I have never greeted you far away, and I forgot to forgive my sins."
This... Qing Heng is kneeling, and I'm still standing here, isn't it too shameful
Ever since, I also knelt down, kneeling as a matter of course.
Feng Yin frowned: "It's okay, let's get back together, today is the day of the national teacher's great joy, let's put aside these red tapes first, don't disturb everyone's elegance."
When I got up, I couldn't help muttering in my heart, it's really not appropriate to be with the emperor, I don't know how many times I have to kneel this day.
Today's Qing Heng is very handsome, wearing a bright red wedding dress, with deep dark eyes on his fair face, and just looking at the high bunch of hair, he is much more heroic than before.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but I actually felt that there was reluctance in his eyes that were deep and deep, and he dodged when he saw me.
Qing Heng's parents died early when he was young, and he was adopted by the old national teacher when he was a child. Now the old national teacher has already died suddenly. Naturally, the seat on the top belongs to Feng Yin. At this moment, Feng Yin is leaning on the seat and casually holding the teacup Gai picked up the floating leaves of tea, a little lazy, while I sat on the side seat, looking at Qing Heng's figure with anticipation.
At first, I was still lucky, thinking that Qing Heng still had me in his heart, but when the bride who was also dressed in red came, his figure that greeted me from a distance made my fantasy come to nothing.
Look at the big red happy flowers he is wearing, dazzling and dazzling, holding a big red brocade cloth with the bride in his hands, they are so well matched when walking together, like a pair made in heaven, dazzling tightly.
I suddenly felt that I shouldn't have come earlier, co-author, I came here just to make fun of myself.
When I looked at it again, I turned my head away, coughed uncomfortably, got up quietly, and wanted to escape quickly, but I didn't expect Feng Yin, who was watching the bride and groom attentively, to notice it, and pulled the corner of my clothes. With a smile in his eyes, Danfeng said in a low voice, "Uncle Emperor, are you feeling unwell? Or..." After a pause, his voice raised slightly, "Reluctance?"
I held my breath in my heart, and almost went to see my ancestors, what did Feng Yin say, how can I be reluctant...
Well, it seems to be true...
I laughed dryly twice, and took away his hand holding the corner of my clothes indiscriminately: "The emperor is joking, but I'm just... just anxious, I just want to make it easier..."
I really can't find any excuse, so I said such a shameful sentence.
After Feng Yin heard this, she suddenly realized something, drank tea, and continued to focus on the bride and groom who started worshiping heaven and earth, and stopped talking. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and ran out of the back hall quickly.
Walking in the backyard of the National Teacher's Mansion, looking at the familiar plants and flowers, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart——
If I had looked directly at my own thoughts from the very beginning, would it be possible to make trouble like this, would he accept me, maybe we could be friends? Or maybe, it's still the way it is now, after all, from the very beginning, his favorite is Qinglian, and the marriage has already been settled, if it wasn't for the emperor's order, how could such an elegant person allow me to be presumptuous.
I wandered around in the back garden again, thought about what I had, and then slowly moved back to the lobby step by step. Standing at the entrance of the lobby, I was surprised——
What's going on with the crowd and the noise
I stepped forward, only to see the guests forming a group, chatting about something in a hurry, it was too chaotic, I couldn't hear clearly, the ones surrounded inside were of course the groom, Gu Qingheng, and Mr. The bride, Qinglian, and... a man? And Feng Yin was still sitting on the top seat, sipping tea indifferently, looking like watching a good show, saw me, smiled at me, and continued to watch.
I'm still confused, what's going on here
Only Qing Lian, who had lifted her veil, stared at the unprovoked man with round almond eyes: "Qing Lian has always loved Qing Heng, how could she fall in love with someone else, besides, who are you? I don't know!"
Oh, so that's what happened, I roughly guessed it.
The man scratched his hair, feeling a little silly: "Xiao Lian... didn't you agree with me, why did you go back on your word? I know I'm a rough person, but I really like you!"
Qing Heng, who was on the side with a sullen face, said: "Call the marriage right now, the couple can't be counted if they haven't married yet, you can go with this brother, for the sake of years of love, I won't make it difficult for you two .”
Somehow, after hearing this, I instantly became much happier, and began to admire Qing Heng again, look how understanding and generous my Qing Heng is, he can ignore such embarrassing things.
That Fang Qinglian looked at Qing Heng in disbelief, her eyes were red, and she grabbed Qing Heng's arm but Qing Heng avoided it: "Qing Heng, Qing Heng, don't do this! We... we finally got what we are today! Don't do this, Qing Heng, do you believe it?" I, I don't know this man!" The big almond eyes looked around, and finally fixed their eyes on my face. When I was puzzled, they walked up to me in two or three steps, and a pair of slender hands tightly grabbed my face. He grabbed my clothes corner, wanting to tear my clothes to pieces, pulled my arm and came to Qing Heng, then pointed to my nose and said, "It's him! It must be him! It must be the one he sent!" The man is talking nonsense! He must be jealous of us being together, so he used such despicable means to destroy our relationship! It must be like this! Qing Heng, you have to believe me!"
Uh... This woman must be crazy. I, Feng Qing, do not do secret things. If I want to rob her, I can rob her openly. Is it worth using such low-handed means
The unknown man's eyes widened in disbelief: "Little Lian, why did you become like this, how can you say that about my treatment of you—"
Qing Lian let out an angry roar, she stopped her talking, then loosened her grip on the corner of my shirt, and started pushing and shoving the man: "Shut up! I don't know you, get out! Get out of here quickly !"
The man opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and stopped talking. In his dark eyes, it could be seen that he was very disappointed with Qinglian.
Finally, Qing Heng couldn't stand it any longer, and successfully made Qing Lian shut up with a low drink: "That's enough, Qing Lian, I have nothing to do with you anymore, so your affairs have nothing to do with me, you go away Bar."
Qing Lian covered her mouth in disbelief, and big drops of tears fell down: "Qing Heng... how could you treat me like this!" After finishing speaking, she pushed everyone away and ran out. Chased out.
Twenty Seven Untitled
Qing Heng looked at the direction Qing Lian was running away for a long time, seemingly reluctant, then came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically at everyone in the hall: "Today's incident made everyone laugh, and Qing Heng will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future."
After saying a few more polite words, all the guests left the house just now.
Feng Yin looked at Qing Heng, and didn't know who he had learned from, so he patted Qing Heng's shoulder quite heavily, and said: "I understand. The national teacher must remember to look away."
understand? What do you understand... I said, Fengyin, you have countless beauties in your harem, aren't all of them vying to be with you? Which folk girl doesn't want to enter your harem to get your mercy? I still understand, if it were me, I wouldn't even understand it, so how can you understand it
Qing Heng nodded: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Qing Heng must be more careful."
Feng Yin curled her lips into a smile, and said her farewell, I knew it would be unnecessary to stand here, so I said my farewell too, I didn't want to be told by Qing Heng: "I have something to say to the prince." He stopped in his tracks.
Following Qing Heng's footsteps, I turned left and right to Qing Heng's room. As soon as I entered the door with my front foot, Qing Heng swung his back foot back and someone locked the door, which made me stunned—
Qing Heng is... wanting to kill someone? still…
Killing people to silence them is just a joke, based on what I know about Qing Heng, he will never commit murder, but what is the meaning of locking the door...
The white sunlight shone in through the wooden flower window, he looked at me against the light, his peach blossom eyes unblinking, and suddenly stretched out his hand to untie the big red happiest flower on his body, which made me gasp and barely control it. I didn't want to look at the movement of his fingers, and looked at the pair of breathtaking peach blossom eyes. The deep and quiet eyes seemed to want to suck people in. I naturally knew that if I entered, It's hard to get away, but I still can't help but want to see what is hidden in his eyes, but I exist.
I thought he was just untying the big red happy flowers tied to his body, but he didn't think it was more than that. After untiing the happy flowers and throwing them aside, he began to untie the belt of the wedding clothes. The lower clothes were put aside, and then started to take off the thin undershirt—
This, this, this...
"Nation... National Teacher, you said you have something to say to this king, but... what is it?" I spoke clumsily, trying to move my eyes to his again.
"Words..." Qing Heng stopped undressing and undressing, curled his lips, and smiled again, "Ziqing, I still can't let you go."
This... is not what I expected, so what should I do
"I know, you don't have me in your heart." He closed his eyes, with a bitter smile on his lips.
Seeing him like this, I felt very uncomfortable, and just as he finished speaking, I vetoed his words: "No, I have someone in my heart, I understand."
He smiled after smelling it, and calmed down a little bit of embarrassment. The hand that had just stopped began to untie the last belt of his underwear. The clothes faded away, revealing his fair skin, delicate collarbone, and pale pink vermilion...
Ah... I am not a saint, if I look further down, I will definitely-
As soon as I closed Qing Heng's skirt, I held his hand and stopped him from continuing to undress, with a straight face, rather serious: "Qing Heng, you know what you are doing now."
He fixedly looked into my eyes, and curled the corner of his lips: "I know it."
What he said was so light and meaningless, but it was heavy for me.
I said again: "Qing Heng, you have to know that in my heart... there is always nostalgia."
"I know, just wish, don't mention him here." He said.
"Okay!" I readily agreed, and after thinking for a while, I continued, "Qing Heng, you know... well..."
The words I came up with were blocked tightly by Qing Heng's lips, I stuck out my tongue, and met his lips and teeth, the water melted.
Qing Heng, you should also know that with you in my heart, I will not change, no matter whether you believe it or not.
Qing Heng responded in the same way as before. As the saying goes, this time, we are familiar with each other twice. Besides, we have not only gnawed, gnawed, licked, and unknowingly, our clothes were also taken off. clean up.
It was so hot that it reached the depths of love, and suddenly there was a chill on the back, and at some point there was an extra hand between the thighs, and it grabbed the hand that wanted to continue to explore, and bit Qing Heng's shoulder fiercely, and heard a low sound. Uh, I was surprised that I had gained some strength just now, and I was afraid that it hurt from biting, so I licked the wound, hugged him who was limp, put him on the bed, and pressed him on him while his eyes were still half-closed. There was a sly flash in his eyes, with a little revenge.
It's time for me to check to see if his place is the same as before. Hey, it's been a long time, and there is still a long night. I want to let you know what kind of mistake the action just now is, and what should be paid the price—
A night of presumptuousness and absurdity.
Last night, it seems to have passed... Look at the weather outside the house, the sun has risen three poles, and Qing Heng is still asleep. I lean on the bed and look down at his sleeping face.
Under Liu Ye's eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes are tightly closed. Under the sunlight that sneaks into the house, the faint shadow on the long eyelashes is suddenly beautiful, and the lips under the round nose are slightly red, no, more than slightly. Red, it must have been bitten last night, Qing Heng's lips were so red that it was unreasonable.
Gently put a kiss on the red lips, I laughed quite smugly, ha, this is my King Xiang's person, that's what the exclusive brand should be, if it fades, it's fine to add it on.
The trembling eyebrows indicate that the owner of these peach blossom eyes will wake up, and the inexplicable tension hits me, and my heart is beating accordingly. I don't know what will happen to him after he wakes up, whether he will be with me forever, or Kick me out of bed and drive me out of the house
The eyelids slowly opened, revealing the bewitching peach blossom eyes inside, because I just woke up, Qing Heng stared at my eyes with a little haze, rubbing his eyes seemed to see the person lying in front of him Who, I just opened my mouth to speak when I saw Qing Heng frowning.
This, this... can't be, you want to kick me down, right? Uh, it shouldn't be so unlucky... right
"Last night, I clearly told you... to stop." Qing Heng lowered his eyes and blushed as he said this, I was stunned when I heard it, and the heart that jumped in my throat was finally relieved.
It turned out that I was mediocre.
But this...
I couldn't bear it anymore, I gave a 'puchi' smile, lowered my head and leaned on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "But why do I feel that that little voice is telling me to continue?"
"You!" Qing Heng glared at me with bewildering peach blossom eyes. I waited for a long time, but there was no more words.
I smoothed his slightly messy hair, thought for a while, and decided to speak out what was in my heart.
Twenty-eight living together
"Qing Heng, it's too deserted for you to live in this courtyard alone. You should come and live with me in the palace. I just happen to have a companion. I, Feng Ziqing, swear to God that I will never let you down in this life! If you break your oath, there will be thunderstorms that day." If you chop, you will fall into the eighteenth level of hell forever, and you will not be able to stand up!"
I don't let you down, I hope you don't let me down...
Qing Heng looked at me blankly, and I smiled: "Don't you believe me? I'm serious."
He shook his head and smiled: "With your words, I am filled with joy. Even if I am in the underworld, I should be content with your promise to accompany me."
I was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant: "Qing Heng, don't you still believe me? It's okay, I'll prove it."
Qing Heng didn't speak, stood up in silence, took the clothes that were not far away and put them on slowly, I opened my mouth, and put the rest of the conversation aside for now, it won't be too late when I have a chance, right now , I urgently need the answer to the previous question: "Qing Heng, come and live with me, I will not disturb your cleanliness and make you feel lonely."
Yes, loneliness, but I remember the moment when I forgot Si Ran, Qing Heng's eyes that were inadvertently revealed and his back leaning on the railing alone, looked very lonely.
The hand that was straightening the sleeves paused, then turned her head, with a gentle smile on her lips: "Okay."
agreed
"Is this... serious?" I looked at him with some care, for fear that he was joking.
Qing Heng smiled: "Really."
Yuluo, I laughed very happily, wishing I could pounce on him and hug him into my arms, and then... cough cough, but, from now on, this pillow will never be vacant anymore, with someone who will accompany you until the old age, it is late at night, I also have the kindness of talking homely.
After having breakfast at the State Teacher's Mansion, Qing Heng dismissed the servants, and I hurried back to the palace. As soon as I got back to the mansion, Xingren threw me down, almost causing me to fall to the ground, and Xingren buried my head in my chest After a while, she called the master coquettishly, and looked at me with those big almond eyes that blinked.
I'm in a very good mood today, I don't care about Xingren, I let him make trouble.
"Master... looks very happy, is there any happy event?"
Xingren's surprised tone always made me feel that something was wrong, tsk, I see, co-author, haven't I been happy with this king
"Hurry up and call some servants to come and follow me to the National Teacher's Mansion." I said.
Xingren blinked his eyes wide, confused, I kindly explained: "Go and pick up Qing Heng from the palace."
"ah?"
Seeing his surprised look, I stroked my forehead and waved my hand at Xingren: "Ah, what? Hurry up, I'm waiting here." After a pause, I continued, "From today onwards, Qing Heng is your master, if you dare to neglect him, this lord, I will take you for questioning."
Speaking of this, Xing Ren should understand, but I seem to have overestimated him——
"Master! Don't you want almonds?" The big red eyes were full of tears, flickering, just like at that time, a stimulus could cause tears to fall.
I smacked my lips: "Tsk, should I say whether you are smart or stupid, Qing Heng... Let's put it this way, it's the same as my original princess, it's reasonable for you to be called master, but this time it's Qing Heng. Also, Qing Heng is the most important person of this king, you must not neglect him, if he suffers anything bad, hmph..."
At the end of the sentence, Xingren nodded half-understanding, but he still didn't move. I frowned, and his scream surprised me.
"Master, master... the national teacher, the national teacher... he, he is a man!"
"What's wrong with men?" I frowned, very displeased, "What's the matter with you if I like men."
With a cold snort, I went to call a few servants by myself, fearing that Qing Heng would be in a hurry, so I hurried to the National Teacher's Mansion.
Qing Heng was originally a simple person, so after packing up, the things to take are nothing more than books and other things, plus some insignificant things, just a few, even if I don’t call someone, I will be alone That's enough, thinking about it, the previous trip back to the mansion was unnecessary.
He took Qing Heng back to the palace, but he didn't see Xingren, he probably went somewhere to regret the rudeness just now, entered the mansion, as expected, mother sat high in the main hall, still holding a cup of tea for a while I flicked the leaves floating on the tea, and I said hello, my mother was still indifferent and hummed, as if she had a casual glance, she saw Qing Heng standing beside me and was stunned. The word blurted out.
Qing Heng looked at his mother indifferently, the smile on his lips looked contemptuous, he parted his lips, said good-bye, then looked away from his mother's face, and stopped talking.
My mother's hand holding the teacup was trembling imperceptibly, she looked a little old, she glanced at Qing Heng who was in a bad mood for some reason, and I said: "Mother, let me introduce him, he is the current imperial teacher, his surname is Gu and his name is Qing Heng. , not the Si Xuan that my mother spoke of."
Listening to my words, my mother's body trembled, and she looked at me in shock: "Ziqing, do you remember?"
I was noncommittal: "If mother is fine, I will go down with Qing Heng."
Looking at my mother who wanted to order the maid to prepare the guest room for Qing Heng, I smiled what I thought was gentle: "I don't need to worry about the guest room, Qing Heng can live with me." Unexpectedly, I saw my mother's eyes were stained with anger, and when I wanted to reprimand, I took Qing Heng's hand and led him to the backyard, my residence, turning left and right.
It should be An Qing, although his room is ordinary everywhere, but because he and Si Ran have been together in the same room, this bed is bigger than ordinary wooden beds, even if two people are sleeping, they will not be crowded.
Feeling that it was still early and it wasn't time for dinner, I took Qing Heng to the small backyard for a walk, drank tea and chatted a little bit, and went back to the room after lunch.
After pondering for a while, I sipped tea at the book desk and expressed my doubts to Qing Heng who was reading the book: "Qing Heng, do you know your mother?" It seems that there is hatred, after all, I have never met When he looked at people with disdainful eyes, could it be that before, when I was pretending to be stupid, he had an enmity with my mother, or was it farther away
Qing Heng put his gaze on my face on the scroll, paused for a moment, then put it back again, with a somewhat complicated expression, he took a sip of tea and parted his lips: "It's okay not to mention the past."
Since Qing Heng didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to ask anymore. I poured a cup of tea and sat beside Qing Heng, looking at the tea leaves that he accidentally stuck to while drinking tea, I stretched out my hand to stroke the tea leaves, As soon as the eyes touched, I naturally covered my lips, and then naturally hugged him to the bed, which was another absurd thing.
twenty-nine calls
This absurdity, so absurd that it was already dark, I couldn't help sighing when I looked at the sleeping person——
At this time, the moon is just hanging in the sky outside the window, and a good dream is hard to come true.
Early the next morning, as soon as she woke up, she was summoned by Feng Yin to the palace.
I followed the father-in-law who led the way to the imperial study. Feng Yin was approving the memorial, seeing his frown, he must have encountered some difficult matter.
Following the report from the little father-in-law, Feng Yin summoned him in before he could salute. Feng Yin put down the book he was looking at, stretched his eyebrows, took a sip of tea, and smiled as usual: "Uncle Huang."
"I don't know if the emperor summoned his ministers to come, what's the matter?" I asked cautiously.
Could it be that Feng Yin found out that I kidnapped Qing Heng? Since the beginning of this country, men have not liked men being together, or women being together with women. Looking at it now, I am afraid that Feng Yin is troubled by this matter. In fact, this is not a problem, as far as I am concerned, It's nothing more than being dismissed from office, and if it's serious, you lose your life. Anyway, this idle prince has been doing things for long enough, and I have lived long enough. It's just that I don't want to implicate Qing Heng.
Or, it was Feng Yin who approved my application that day? Uh... If it was at that time, I should be happy. Defending the family and the country is what a man should do, not to mention that I have nothing to worry about. I have a lot of worries inside, besides, I haven't set off for several years, if I was buried on the battlefield this time, wouldn't it be a breach of balance, and the promise I swore to live up to in this life.
It should be because I didn't think about it, and I often like to bind myself, so that I am in a forced state, and I will always have to do it for...
Feng Yin's fingers lightly tapped on the desk, and after a while, he gave me a seat. As soon as I sat down, the memorial that my hands touched intentionally or unintentionally was thrown over before I sat down a little warm.
"Ziqing, is this a compromise, but is it true?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at my phoenix eyes with a little expectation, but I don't know what he is expecting.
I was a little puzzled, and when I opened the memorial, rows of strong and powerful small characters came into my eyes, and I couldn't help pressing my forehead.
I guessed it right, and was given a book by a teacher of justice.
This brochure roughly talks about the matter between me and Qing Heng, saying that I, a treacherous official, seduced the courtiers, made a mess of the court, and even named a group of veteran officials to ask the emperor to let me be a heinous person like me. After I got my job, it would be best if I could be assigned to the frontier, so that I would not be able to harm the court again.
Fortunately, Qing Heng only suffered a little damage to his reputation, and his life is not in danger. With his elegant appearance, I guess it will take some time for Qing Heng's reputation to recover.
"It's true." I nodded respectfully, and said again, "This matter is as stated in this memorial. It is the minister who bewitched the national teacher and has nothing to do with the national teacher. I hope the emperor will investigate clearly."
"The emperor's uncle completely excused the national teacher," Feng Yin sneered, "One side is a courtier, and the other side is the emperor's uncle, how do you ask me to handle this matter?" Saying that, he handed over another book booklet.
"It's all up to the emperor to decide." I said, took the booklet and opened it to read.
Sure enough, I was still guessed.
What is written in this notebook is roughly like this, the border gate is almost unstoppable, and I asked the emperor to send troops to support, Feng Yin handed the notebook to me, probably agreeing to my request that day, let me lead the troops there .
"I would like to lead the troops there." I put the two notebooks in my hand on the desk, paused, and added another sentence: "Make up for the mistakes. I am willing to ask the emperor to agree."
Feng Yin frowned tightly, took a sip of tea, and looked into my eyes with inexplicable emotions: "In this case, I agree, the emperor will lead ten thousand elite soldiers to go tomorrow, and the enemy must be driven out of the country."
I nodded and bowed to accept the order: "What other orders does the emperor have? If there is nothing serious, I will go down."
Feng Yin took a sip of tea and waved her hands: "It's nothing, let's go down."
…
Walking on the way back to the house, I heard the laughing and hawking in the street market, I couldn't help holding my forehead, alas, the irritability at the moment returned to the bottom of my heart.
I'm going to leave tomorrow, how should I explain to Qing Heng, if I say so, Qing Heng will agree, but I don't want to leave him, after all, it's hard to get the feeling I have now, it's hard, I'm willing Let go of the hatred in my heart.
I went back to the palace full of thoughts, my mother didn't sit in the front hall today, so I didn't have to say hello, walked on the long corridor, and returned the greetings from the servants one by one, came to the room where I lived with Qing Heng, the door It was closed tightly, and I heard the voices of a man and a woman coming from inside. The male voice knew without thinking, it was Qing Heng. As soon as the woman's voice came out, I was puzzled. It was the mother. How could the mother and Qing Heng be together? They really knew each other of.
Standing outside the door, I could vaguely hear—
The mother said: "Heng'er, what happened back then was not what you thought, nor what your father and I wanted."
Mother even called Qing Heng Heng'er! It's okay... But what happened back then? Who is dad
Qing Heng's words came out from the room, and the voice was a bit annoyed: "I have long since stopped caring about what happened back then, so why do you need to mention it again, there should be no relationship between you and me, please let the princess go out, I still have work to do."
The words are blunt, it's the first time I've heard Qing Heng speak like this, and the person who said this is still my mother.
"Heng'er, sending you out of the palace back then was out of help for my mother and the prince, and my mother felt very sad. Don't blame your mother and the prince for Heng'er." The tone of the mother's words seemed very It's helpless, and I can't bear to apologize.
This... In this way, I understand it. I knew it before. I am not born of my mother, nor my father's son, but the son of the first emperor and the empress. It's really hateful that Si Ran who was born has been exchanged.
Thinking back and forth, Qing Heng should be the child of his mother and father, and naturally, he is also Si Ran's brother, so it is no wonder that they look so similar.
I don't want to know too much about Qing Heng's adult life with his mother. Since he didn't want me to know from the beginning, I should follow his wishes. I don't know.
I quietly left the room and went to the kitchen, took the altar of wine and went back to the gazebo in the backyard, looking at the apricot tree next to me, thinking... I feel more guilty about it, and I am no longer ashamed to cling to the apricot tree Under the tree, I invited him to have a drink and talk with him. Alas, the flowers and plants in this garden are not popular except for the chirping of birds and cicadas and the sound of me pouring wine.
After a long while, a jar of wine was mostly in my stomach, and Qing Heng appeared in front of my eyes at some point, probably drunk, I lay down on the stone table, and saw Qing Heng vaguely, sometimes there were two, sometimes there were three .
Thirty old diseases
A few Qingheng frowned slightly, stretched out their hands and pushed me worriedly.
"Ziqing."
"Qing Heng," I smiled, "how...how many have you become?"
"Why are you so drunk?"
Stretching out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, the words he said with his lips parted, seemed to be taking advantage of the alcohol to make the child's temper: "Qing Heng, I don't care about it any more, those unpleasant things in the past are all gone. Forget it... okay?"
Yes, can you let it go? As long as Qingheng is here, I don't want to think about the unpleasantness of the past, let go of it completely, and then boldly deliver my sincerity, without the usual heavy thoughts, why not do it
Qing Heng lowered his eyes and fell silent. Just when I thought he was unwilling to speak, he just said: "Has Ziqing forgotten the past?"
"I said, I will never let you down, so forget what should be forgotten and what should not be forgotten." Without even thinking about it, I blurted out with a straight face, without any drunken posture at all, but the few days in front of me None of Qingheng disappeared.
Qing Heng still didn't speak, vaguely as if he raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose.
sick? Or... I drank alcohol and it smells bad
My head was getting more and more dizzy, I staggered up and stretched out my hand, and my hand touched Qing Heng's clothes corner on the far left, but when it was empty, I changed to the current appearance lying on the ground, with a There was a sound of 'dong', that was when my head touched the ground, and in the instant of stinging pain, it was warm and hot. This must be bleeding. I was wronged by drinking and wronged myself. I deserve what I am doing now, and I deserve it.
Before I had time to think about it, I heard Qing Heng gasp in surprise, and I fainted.
It should be that Qingheng fed me tea afterwards, and when I woke up again, I didn't feel my throat was dry and unbearable, and I had already held the lamps in my palms, and I guess it was Haishi, the dim yellow candlelight made the bed curtains look white, with a bit of deepness, Perhaps the window was still open, and the dark shadow was swaying and swaying in the breeze, touching the forehead that was accidentally injured when I passed out, and it was wrapped in gauze. I have fallen, but fortunately I am not too hungry.
I propped myself up, and through the gauze we could clearly see that Qing Heng was looking at the scroll on the opposite desk, raising his sleeves from time to time to cover his mouth and nose. It's a low cough, one cough is enough, and the coughing one after another makes my heart tighten, it's not an ordinary discomfort.
Sure enough, he was right when he was drunk, Qing Heng was really sick, and he was fine a few days ago, so how can you say that you are sick when you are sick.
I got up and put on a single piece of clothing on my body, took a piece of clothing and came to Qing Heng's side quietly, fearing that my movements would be too loud and disturb his reading, I gently draped the clothing in my hand on Qing Heng's shoulders, Qing Heng's hand, which was flipping the pages of the book, froze for a while, then put down the book in his hand, and smiled: "Ziqing, is the injury better? Does it still hurt?"
See, this is what it feels like to be cared for by the one you love, really—good!
I shook my head, and suddenly frowned under Qing Heng's relieved expression, seeing Qing Heng's expression change as expected, secretly happy in my heart, I stretched out and pressed my stomach that was about to protest , quite aggrieved and said: "Qing Heng, I'm hungry, can I eat anything?" Sure enough, I've become more and more lazy recently, even if I'm hungry, I don't want to go to the kitchen anymore.
The worried look on Qing Heng's face gradually eased with my words, and he smiled lightly and said, "I have ordered people to reheat the food, and it should be better now, just bear with it."
I nodded and smiled: "Qing Heng is still considerate." After thinking about it, I still told Qing Heng about going to the border.
After hearing this, Qing Heng didn't change much on his face, and took the food that was handed to him not long ago, and put it on the table: "The heat is just right, Ziqing can eat while it's hot, I'm going to the border to help, and I hope Ziqing will return in triumph. "
Listening to what I understood a long time ago, I immersed myself in my meal, and when the meal was over, I picked up a handkerchief and wiped my mouth, "Well, with Qing Heng's words, I will do my best to defend my family and the country. But I still hope that Qing Heng will still be in this residence."
My concerns are not unreasonable, Qingheng has too much history with this royal residence, from the tone he used to speak to his mother, you can tell that he doesn't like this place. The mansion is also empty, where can I find it
Qing Heng smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, Ziqing, I will wait for you to come back."
Waiting for my return, what a great word... I seem to be forgetting something though
Pressing his forehead, Qing Heng looked at me with some concern, maybe he thought my wound was still hurting, with his lips parted slightly, full of worry, he raised his hand and lightly touched my gauze-wrapped forehead: "Zi Qing, is the wound hurting?"
Shaking my head, I said: "No," and suddenly grabbed Qing Heng's arm with one hand. Ask why you are holding his hand.
"How is this going?"
I shook a piece of square scarf that I just took out from Qing Heng's sleeve.