The pride of heaven

"No, it's rumored that when Xiang Yu was surrounded by Gaixia, Wujiang committed suicide, Wuzhui thought about his master, neighed endlessly, jumped the river and killed himself, it's so sad, I can't bear it." Qi Huangjue thought about the legend of Wuzhui, felt emotion in his heart, and stroked himself Liangju said, "Although this horse is not as strong as Wuzhen, it is as fast as the wind, and it has no trace of treading snow, so we call it treading snow."

Li Junran clapped his arms and said happily: "Treading snow, a good name, I will give birth to a little snow in the future, yes, it is very suitable for me."

"Give birth to Xiaoxue?" Qi Huangjue suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Treading Snow is a mare?"

"Yeah," Li Junran nodded and joked as a matter of course, "I spent a lot of effort to find this one for Jueying in Dawan Kingdom, look how well they match, just like the two of us, perfect match, haha .”

"Get out", Qi Huangjue was in a hurry, and after saying that, he kicked Li Junran, got on his horse and rode away.

"Jue'er, slow down, be careful not to fall." Qi Huangjue, as the prince, naturally wants to learn how to ride and shoot, but it's the first time Li Junran saw him riding a horse, and he didn't know what to do. He was afraid that he would fall, so his legs hurt. He hurriedly rode on Jueying and chased after him.

The two of them chased each other like this all afternoon.

"Jue'er, get up and have something to eat." Qi Huangjue was sore after riding a horse for a while, and as soon as he got back to the Sea Banquet Hall, he went straight to the inner room and lay on the bed, refusing to move. After dinner time, he was still gone. When he got up, Li Junran was afraid that he would be hungry, so he personally brought a bowl of porridge and two dishes to the bedside.

Without raising his head, Qi Huangjue reluctantly replied with his tired body, "I don't want to eat, I'm tired, I just went to sleep."

"If you don't eat something, you will be hungry at night and hurt your stomach." Li Junran put down the things in his hands, straightly helped Qi Huangjue up, let him lean on his chest, picked up the porridge bowl and said, "When Jue'er is tired, let my husband Come and feed me a couple of bites, and it will satisfy my hunger."

If Qi Huangjue heard the word "husband" in normal times, he would definitely roll his eyes at Li Junran and slander him for a long time, let alone being hugged and fed, but today, he was so exhausted that he couldn't squeeze out any strength for this With a thick-skinned name, he is a father-in-law, and the only thing left is to be slaughtered.

Li Junran really enjoys this rare warm moment very much, such a well-behaved and obedient Qi Xuanjue really makes him happy, his heart itches when he sees it, his body is hot, and his ears are red.

"Jue'er, don't sleep yet, help Jue'er to press for my husband to relieve the soreness, and also help to digest food." After feeding the porridge, Li Junran naturally took the opportunity to eat tender tofu to take advantage of it, and pressed it while holding Qi Huangjue | Pressed up.

At first, it was really comfortable to press, with just the right amount of force. Qi Xuanjue breathed out comfortably, with sleepy eyes, and gradually closed his eyes to enjoy the service of the prince, but when he pressed it, the taste changed, and his palms became more and more downward. Pressing turned into kneading, and then the palm slid onto the ass, and kneading turned into pinching again.

Qi Mingjue was excited, and sat up quickly, with a "boom", Li Junran only felt a heavy blow to his chin, "Hiss, it hurts, it hurts", Qi Mingjue rubbed the top of his head and said two words lightly: "It deserves it. "

His Royal Highness, the wise and mighty Crown Prince, found out that he was completely rejected by his wife. In the next few days, Qi Mingjue guarded him like a thief, and he didn't even eat tofu mixed with shallots. The East Palace was full of gloom, and His Royal Highness's close attendants didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that someone would accidentally touch His Highness's bad luck, and they would be punished themselves, and there would be no place to cry at that time.

Emperor Xiaowen raised his eyes and looked at Li Junran who was unconsciously fiddling with the dishes in the bowl with chopsticks and asked, "Why, these dishes don't suit my son's appetite? I'm still not happy that I insist on having my son eat with me."

Li Junran looked at Emperor Xiaowen blankly and said, "What? What did Emperor Father just say?"

Emperor Xiaowen put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what's going on? It's the same in the morning court these days, absent-minded."

"Father Emperor", Li Junran pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

Emperor Xiaowen frowned: "What? Is there anything else you can't talk about with Weifu?"

Li Junran paused, pondered for a moment, and finally decided to tell his father everything.

"Hahaha," although he felt his son's sharp eyes, Emperor Xiaowen couldn't help laughing out loud. His son is good at everything, he can rule the country with literature, he can make peace with martial arts, but he is really struggling emotionally." Cough cough", it's better to be restrained, lest the son really turn his face, but I really can't help it, want to laugh but have to hold back, Emperor Xiaowen's whole face is completely distorted.

"Father," Li Junran blushed and roared angrily, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

"However, don't worry, listen to the father and speak slowly," Emperor Xiaowen held his son, and patted the back of his hand comfortingly, "Emotional matters can't be done blindly, step by step, or rush forward bravely. , use strategies when necessary, and cooperate with tactics. From my father's point of view, Jue'er is not unintentional to my son, but just can't accept it for a while. If we make good arrangements and find a good opportunity, we will definitely be able to force Jue'er to reveal his true feelings."

Li Junran was stunned for a moment, his expression slowed down, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved upwards: "Father, you mean? Jue'er..."

"Jue'er is an aristocrat. Even if he is forced to marry someone as his wife, he can't conceal the arrogance in his bones. If it wasn't on purpose, how could he tolerate you doing whatever you want? However, the so-called strong women are afraid of pestering men, even if Jue'er is Men can't escape this law."

"Really? Father?" Li Junran raised his voice, suddenly seemed to think of something, and said with a wry smile, "Oh, Jue'er has completely ignored me recently."

Emperor Xiaowen helplessly rolled his eyes at his ineffective son, and thought to himself that it was easy for him to be both a father and a mother for so many years, and now even the relationship between his son and daughter-in-law needs him to help, forget it, who let this son be himself As for your heart, let’s help him this time: "It will be New Year’s Eve in two days. This is Jue’er’s first year of marriage. Go back and tell Jue’er that the family will be together in the Xianqin Palace on New Year’s Eve. Let's have a feast together to keep the year old."

Qi Mingjue, who was missed by the father and son, was currently taking a nap peacefully on the beauty bed of Zhilan Pavilion with Li Wangshu in his arms.

Zhilan Pavilion is actually a water pavilion, surrounded by all kinds of herbs. The shore Zhitinglan is lush and green. Qi Mingjue likes the tranquility and pleasantness here. He often comes here to sit and sit here. When winter comes, Li Junran asks people to put it here The stove is full, and the whole Zhilan Pavilion is warm.

It was rare for Li Junran to stay in the palace for lunch today, and Qi Mingjue had a free space, so he relaxed and felt good, so he enjoyed the afternoon sun in the Zhilan Pavilion.

When Li Junran returned to the East Palace, he saw that the big and small sleeping soundly were so soft that water could be squeezed out, and they tiptoedly covered them with a fox-fur blanket. After all, it was winter. Be careful to keep warm.

"Mmm," Qi Mingjue was awakened by the thin rustling sound, and slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with moisture, and blinked when he saw Li Junran holding a blanket in front of him.

Li Junran swallowed hard with his Adam's apple, stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, Qi Mingjue would never have imagined how attractive he is to Li Junran now, Li Junran tried his best to restrain himself, and said in a hoarse voice: " Father said that on New Year's Eve, we will have a banquet in the palace to watch the year."

"En", Qi Mingjue responded lightly and got up, asked Angui to look after Li Wangshu, turned and left Zhilan Pavilion.

Angui felt the cold air behind him, Zhilan Pavilion was very warm, but he was sweating all over his body, and his back was chilly, Angui sincerely hoped that the master could reconcile with His Royal Highness as soon as possible, it is not easy for them to be close servants, how are the masters feeling? No, they are the first to suffer.

The sky over the East Palace was filled with dark clouds, and everyone held their breath and carefully stuck to their duties until New Year's Eve.