wait for another year

His fingers lingered on his lips for a long time, and his sense of touch was infinitely magnified, lingering like spring rain, dry and hot like summer breeze, chaos like autumn leaves...

Or maybe it's more like a fire in a house in winter, the ironing is so gentle and unbelievable.

Startled by his gentle action, Xuanyuan Hui's jade face was on fire, and his heart felt even more panicked.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Zhao Xu tried his best to suppress the eager desire in his heart, withdrew his hand, and said hoarsely: "Your Highness is absolutely right."

Xuanyuan Hui had already forgotten what he said before, and grabbed his hand.

Zhao Xu let him hold on, narrowing his eyes slightly, not knowing what plans he had in mind.

The rain was getting heavier, hanging outside the pavilion like a curtain, blocking the sight of outsiders.

Xuanyuan Hui suddenly recalled the nonsense that the soldiers had heard in the barracks earlier, about how the mother-in-law's hands were soft and her lips were fragrant... just now Zhao Xu's fingers touched his own lips, and now his hands are holding onto Zhao Xu's lips. Xu's hand, I have to say, this feeling is quite wonderful.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan Hui also raised his hand to caress Zhao Xu's lips, the touch felt warm and wet, and he couldn't help thinking that if his hands and lips were put together, wouldn't it be warm and fragrant nephrite?

Saying that, Xuanyuan Hui leaned over Zhao Xu's stupefied expression, and their lips met.

At that moment, the two of them startled almost at the same time, and Zhao Xu's mind roared, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't think of anything.

Xuanyuan Hui tasted it for a moment, Xu felt bored, so he tightened his hand again, almost instinctively opened Zhao Xu's teeth, and stuck his tongue in.

There is no shape, no sound, no smell, no taste, only the touch is very clear.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Xu slowly pushed Xuanyuan Hui away, squinted at him, and said nothing.

Xuanyuan Hui's cheeks were still slightly red and his eyes were slightly wet. Seeing his expression, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head for nine cold days, and all the charming thoughts were wiped out.

It's messed up, it's all messed up, what is he doing?

Although Zhao Xu is the princess he is marrying, he is a man after all, and he is a hero who has been with him and advised him all along.But what were you doing just now?She actually treats him like an ordinary wife and concubine who is a spoiled pet!

His face was red and white, he didn't know how to face Zhao Xu, but Zhao Xu said flatly: "There will be no next time."

That night, Xuanyuan Hui lingered at the door of the room for a long time, wondering if he should enter.

Zhao Xu had heard his footsteps a long time ago, so she didn't pay attention to it at first, and she didn't have the heart to do business, so she had to read some legendary stories to relieve boredom.But when he heard the sound of footsteps outside fading away, he still couldn't help but put aside the storybook "Huiniang Biography" in his hand, stared blankly at the wall, and he didn't know how long it was before he got up suddenly , pushed the door open.

There is a gentle breeze outside the door, and the moon moves the flowers and shadows.

Zhao Xu lowered his eyelids expressionlessly, hiding the flash of gloom, and just as he was about to turn around and go back to his room, he blocked the door with one hand——Xuanyuan Hui, who was only in his coat, appeared out of nowhere , stood there pitifully, with embarrassment and slight grievances on his face.

"Princess, can I go in?"

Zhao Xu couldn't tell what he should feel at this moment, he just gave him a flat look, and stepped out of the way.

Xuanyuan Hui rushed in as if he was about to receive an amnesty, lay down on the couch he was used to sleeping on, turned his head to look at him, opened and closed his lips, hesitant to speak.

Walking to the side of the couch, Zhao Xu tucked his quilt into place, "Your Highness, can't you sleep well?"

Xuanyuan Hui grabbed his hand, "Is Nineteen Lang still blaming me?"

"I don't blame the prince," Zhao Xu lay down beside him, obviously feeling Xuanyuan Hui let out a sigh of relief, "I was just thinking..."

Xuanyuan Hui sat up straight and put his hand on his heart, "Don't tell me the princess doesn't understand what kind of character I am? Today's matter, I don't have the slightest intention to belittle and make fun of, let alone play with intimacy !"

"Playing with intimacy?" Zhao Xu looked him up and down and sneered, "It's up to you?"

Xuanyuan Hui was stunned, a little dissatisfied at first, and then remembered that he was wronged first, so he said weakly: "Yes, yes, I am overthinking my abilities, Wangfei, don't be angry..."

Zhao Xu smiled, and lay down beside him, "Your Highness is full of blood, it is inevitable that you will get confused for a while, but in the future, your Highness should not eat venison, this time it is me, if I meet you next time Lord Shen Mi is also so confused, so I don't know how it will end."

Thinking of that scene, Xuanyuan Hui couldn't help shivering, "Although this king is not a prodigal son, he is also a person who loves beauty. Even if it is stealing incense and jade, he must be a beauty like the princess to do it... ..."

Seeing Zhao Xu's half-smile, Xuanyuan Hui hurriedly said with a dry smile, "Princess Wang is a great husband and a great man, so of course she is not in the same breath as ordinary beauties."

Seeing that Zhao Xu's eyebrows were raised again, Xuanyuan Hui knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and said with a sneer, "It's me who has lost my dignity. How can I punish you? Wangfei, you can show me the regulations."

Looking at him again, Zhao Xu closed his eyes, "It's not a big deal, and you don't have to be so flustered and blame yourself. If you want to make a big deal, how can you be entangled in these details all day long? You and I don't have to worry about it anymore." I mentioned it, from now on I will only talk about pride, not romance."

Seeing his generosity suddenly, Xuanyuan Hui felt relieved, but for some reason, he felt a little lost, as if he had begun to miss the past that he talked about.

On the second day, when Xuanyuan Hui returned to the mansion, Shouning offered a tray with a strange expression on it. Under the silk cloth covered, it seemed to be something like the Four Treasures of the Study.

Xuanyuan Hui frowned and lifted his brows, but he saw that it was a very fine purple hair brush, a high-quality Shengxuan, and several books such as "Meditation Mantra", "Great Compassion Mantra", "Eternal Purity and Tranquility Sutra", "Da Ming Mantra".

"Wangfei said," Shouning said, "It's the early autumn season, the weather is dry and hot, and the prince is a little angry. Please write a scripture after discussing with the adults every day, and pray for the late emperor and the country."

Xuanyuan Hui couldn't laugh or cry, "Go and tell Wangfei, just say that Xiaowang knows about it, and follow Wangfei's instruction."

The corner of Shouning's mouth twitched slightly, and he retreated with a snickering smile.

Xuanyuan Hui casually picked up a scripture and flipped through it, but he felt that these things that are "worship is suffering", "neither born nor perish, neither dirt nor clean, neither increase nor decrease", tangible and intangible things are incomparably absurd, not only did not calm down, It adds a bit of confusion.

In the end, he dipped the purple brush into the ink, and casually wrote a famous sentence of a king who has subjugated the country—cutting constantly, and still messing up, with a special feeling in his heart.

After finishing writing, he was startled, the strokes were clearly Zhao Xu's handwriting.