Assassin Legend: Fluorescence

Zhong Kunyi bent down to lift him up, dragged him to the ground, and asked him repeatedly where he fell.Meng Zhang didn't say a word, but rubbed his waist silently.Zhong Kunyi paused, and asked the servants to prepare breakfast and send it to the imperial study room. Meng Zhang wanted to say that he had eaten it, but he didn't speak for a while, and let him help him into the imperial study room.

Zhong Kunyi closed the door with her free hand, instead of helping Meng Zhang to the desk, she took him to the soft bed in the imperial study for rest.Meng Zhang couldn't sit down at all at the moment, so he had to let him.Lying on the soft couch, he turned his head and saw that there was a charcoal stove in front of the desk. Meng Zhang thought to himself why it was so warm here, and he didn't feel cold after taking off his cloak.

I was wearing thicker clothes, but I didn't hurt myself.only……

"what are you doing!"

Meng Zhang sat up and almost fell off the bed in pain. He dodged Zhong Kunyi's hand, shy and angry, and glared at him—"How dare you...how dare you..."

Zhong Kunyi didn't expect him to react so strongly, and was a little stunned for a moment.

Meng Zhang's ears were red and transparent, and his eyes were full of anger and shame.

This man, unexpectedly, dared to touch his ass!Kneaded hard twice!

God damn it!

Meng Zhang had never been offended like this before, and his voice changed in anger.

He bit his lip, and let out a cold snort from his throat.

"Zhong Kunyi! You are too polite!"

"...my lord, I'm guilty."

"You - there is nothing to do these few days, you stay in the deputy prime minister's mansion, shut your doors and think about your mistakes!"

"...Commissioner, leave."

Meng Zhang's anger dropped a little, and suddenly he remembered Zhong Kunyi's expression just now, and his heart ached.Zhong Kunyi knelt down to him, just like the day he gave Zhong Kunyi the seal, Zhong Kunyi knelt in front of him after saying a lot of hurtful words, without raising her head or looking back.

Did he scold too hard?

Zhong Kunyi... sad?

Why are you angry at him?He is also doing it for his own good.

But he obviously has a sweetheart, but he still touches others, isn't it too much!

Meng Zhang rushed to the door of the imperial study and almost collided with the servant delivering breakfast.Breakfast is what he likes to eat, and what Zhong Kunyi is used to.He got up early, and Zhong Kunyi didn't get up too late. I don't know if he had eaten... The snow stopped, but the road was difficult to walk.In such a cold day, he has always been used to riding a horse, and he doesn't know how much he will suffer along the way.

He didn't even wear a cloak, since it was soaked in snow last night, the cloak was still wet...

All day long, Meng Zhang sat in the imperial study in a daze.When turning over the memorial, all eyes are Zhong Kunyi's familiar handwriting.The first time that Zhong Kunyi approved the memorial was in the darkroom of Heng'an City.At that time, he scolded him for being so courageous that he even dared to review the memorials. Zhong Kunyi replied, "Those who can do more work."No, if Zhong Kunyi didn't do it, he would have to approve all the memorials, maybe it might not be finished until midnight, how could there be time to recuperate?

Since he recovered from his illness, Zhong Kunyi seldom criticizes on his behalf, presumably because there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and try to avoid taboos as much as possible.But if there are too many things in the court, Zhong Kunyi will come to the imperial study and help him to finish the approval of the memorial, so that he can rest early. Once he asked Zhong Kunyi to go back to the deputy prime minister's mansion to rest earlier. Zhong Kunyi He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, if you sleep more, you can grow taller and look more majestic."

What should we do?In a few days, he will be announced to see him, saying that he has something important to discuss?

But this hour by hour is already very difficult.

At night, when the dinner was served, Meng Zhang couldn't eat.Seeing that he was unhappy, the servants in the bedroom thought that it was Vice Minister Zhong who would not accompany Wang to drive today, so they mentioned that today the housekeeper of the Vice Minister's mansion went to the imperial hospital and asked the doctor to see him.

Meng Zhang was taken aback: "Why didn't you say it earlier! He's sick! But he's freezing? Is it serious?"

The attendant panicked and said: "It's not that the deputy prime minister is frozen, he said he drank alcohol on an empty stomach early in the morning, and his stomach pain was unbearable, so he had to ask the doctor to take a look at it. The doctor has already returned, and he also asked someone to deliver the medicine. It doesn't seem to be serious... "

"He has a body like that, why is it not serious even after asking the doctor to look at it!"

Meng Zhang fired a fire, put on a big cloak and asked someone to prepare a carriage, and went to the deputy prime minister's mansion to visit the sick.The palace guards acted quickly, prepared everything, and even thoughtfully brought a warm Tang Pozi.Meng Zhang never used this before, so he didn't know there was such a thing.The valet in charge of driving said that it was ordered by the deputy prime minister before, and that the king will prepare it when he goes out in the future, so as not to freeze his hands.

Meng Zhang hugged Mrs. Tang, his eyes were hot and humid for a moment, he leaned against the side wall in a daze, thinking about Zhong Kunyi's lonely expression when he left in the morning.

How could he be made to face the wall and think about his mistakes... If someone like him is so proud and arrogant, if he is ridiculed by the court ministers, I don't know how uncomfortable it would be.

The carriage met Prime Minister Zhou at the gate of the palace. When Prime Minister Zhou met Meng Zhang and learned that he was going to visit Zhong Kunyi, he smiled and said, "It is really a blessing for Tianshu that the king cares for his subjects. Deputy Zhong It is also his blessing to have the king so concerned about it."

care?Is it caring?Which king would care about his subjects?

Prime Minister Zhou originally wanted to go to the palace to chat with him, but when he saw that he was not free, he went home. Before leaving, he often sighed and sighed, saying that Vice Minister Zhong was tired day and night, so don’t be so young because of this. It's good to be sick. If a person with martial arts like him is sick, I'm afraid it's really very sick.

Meng Zhang pressed his heart, feeling a little short of breath.

He drank alcohol early in the morning, how much did he drink, so that he would have a stomachache and seek medical attention?Or does he have stomach pains all the time and never talks about it?

Meng Zhang vaguely felt that his concern was different from that mentioned by Prime Minister Zhou.

The meaning of Zhong Kunyi in his heart is also different.

He had lost Tianshu Jiangshan, so he would not feel any pain if he lost it again.He once lost his most trusted subject, but if he lost again... He thought that one day, Zhong Kunyi would betray him, or die, and he felt that life would be worse than death.

Meng Zhang has never liked extravagance and waste, and the carriages he rides on weekdays are all unpretentious.Today I chose a more low-key car, and when I arrived at the Deputy Prime Minister's mansion, the doorman didn't recognize Wang Jia, so he stepped forward to stop him and seriously asked who was coming.

When he got out of the car, the servants were extremely surprised and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.Meng Zhang waved them back, raised his foot and stepped into the deputy prime minister's mansion.

The so-called Deputy Prime Minister's Mansion was actually the house that Meng Zhang had given to Zhong Kunyi before. It didn't occupy much land, only a small courtyard, and there was no side room at the door.

The butler was not there, and there was no one in the main hall, only a young servant was tiptoeing to light the lantern under the eaves.Meng Zhang motioned him not to say anything, and took the lantern from him.Meng Zhang asked Zhong Kunyi's recent situation in a low voice, but the servant only said that Deputy Prime Minister Zhong had just taken the medicine and had probably fallen asleep.Meng Zhang hesitated for a moment, stepped over the threshold, turned a few steps and went to the inner room.

The lights in the inner room were extinguished, and when the door was opened, it was dark and quiet. Fortunately, he had a lantern in his hand, otherwise Meng Zhang would not have dared to go in anyway.He put the lantern on the round table, and his entourage closed the door softly.Meng Zhang turned around and took two steps towards the bed. A gust of wind blew in through the gap in the window, and the candle in the lantern flickered twice and went out.With a low cry, Meng Zhang stepped back to the table, holding the edge of the table tightly with his fingers, and it took him a long time to move to the window and close it.Now, only the snow outside the window was shining in the house, it was hard to say that you couldn't see your fingers, but it was more difficult to walk.Meng Zhang had a little patience, and slowly walked to the bed.

Lifting the bed curtain, Zhong Kunyi lay on his side with his back facing him, unable to see his face.Meng Zhang was worried, leaned forward a little, suddenly became top-heavy, was dragged by his arms and pushed down on the bed, and then a figure came over, a white light flashed, and a dagger lay across his neck.

"Who are you?!—You... Your Majesty?" Zhong Kunyi was taken aback, hurriedly pushed away, dropped the dagger, and knelt down in front of the couch to plead guilty, "I don't know if it's the King, but I ask the King to forgive me."

Meng Zhang sat up slowly and looked at him with lingering fear.

"You have suffered." He remembered that Zhong Kunyi had been assassinated many times before.

Zhong Kunyi smiled wryly: "I have no choice but to—did you hurt the king just now?"

Meng Zhang shook his head and stepped forward to help him up. Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes and there was no earth dragon stove in the room, it was really cold, so he pushed him to lie on the bed.

"you are sick."

"It's inevitable that the weather will be cold and freezing."

"You are hurt by drinking."

"The minister...is guilty."

Meng Zhang lowered his head and stopped talking.He thought that Zhong Kunyi was sitting in this room in the early morning, drinking non-stop, so that the smell of alcohol in the room was still there, and when he was approaching, he could still smell a strong smell of medicine on Zhong Kunyi's body. It was very uncomfortable.

It's not that Meng Zhang doesn't understand.These days, Zhong Kunyi treats him so well that she oversteps the bounds everywhere, just because she feels guilty towards him and wants to make up for it.The more caring Zhong Kunyi was, the more anxious Meng Zhang became.He had forgiven Zhong Kunyi a long time ago, but he never said it himself.Today's anger seems to show that he has been brooding in the past.

It's no wonder that Zhong Kunyi was so sad that he got sick by drinking to relieve his worries.

"Kings?"

Zhong Kunyi lifted her body, grabbed Meng Zhang's shoulder, turned him around slightly, and asked in surprise, "Why... are you crying?"

Meng Zhang froze for a moment, probably didn't realize that he had shed tears, and was about to wipe them away when Zhong Kunyi pressed him down between the mattresses again.

They fit snugly, their faces so close together.In the dim light, they could barely see each other's expressions—Meng Zhang was shy and nervous with tears in his eyes, and Zhong Kunyi had a guilty expression on his face.

"I really shouldn't force you with those words. I know that you are ignorant...I'm afraid that you don't understand your own thoughts, and you stand up in a hurry, so that it is irreversible." Zhong Kunyi sighed, "Scared you right?"

When Meng Zhang heard this, his heart beat even harder: "Zhongqing...what do you mean?"

Zhong Kunyi smiled helplessly, lowered her head a little more, and kissed the tears from the corners of Meng Zhang's eyes when she was at a loss.

Meng Zhang grasped his arm suddenly, gasping for breath.

"Zhong Kunyi? You..."

"I wanted to wait until you grew up... But you shouldn't come to visit the doctor in person tonight, Meng Zhang."

No matter how ignorant he was, he understood now.

The hot lips and tongue brushed across his cheeks, neck, collarbone, chest, and finally landed between his lips and teeth.They didn't know when to remove each other's clothes, and he was wrapped in his arms and brought to the bed.His whole body seemed to be on fire, but he unconsciously wrapped his hands around the blazing heat.

Accidentally touched a long scar on his back, Meng Zhang's breath was stagnant, his fingers slid down the scar, and at the end, the pain of being torn apart rose up, making him unable to tell whether it was the more painful pain in his heart It still hurts more.

The room was originally extremely cold, but now he was sweating profusely from the heat.The broken hair on the forehead was wet, strands stuck to the ear temples, and the handsome young man also showed a bit of charm.

Not wanting to be heard the weak cry, he endured so much that he bit his lip.I don't know how long it took, but the itchiness all over my body finally faded away, leaving only the exhaustion after having a good time.

Meng Zhang faintly felt a warm kiss on his forehead, so he nestled in Zhong Kunyi's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, Zhong Kunyi hugged the young man covered in bruises, rested his chin on his hairpin, and whispered an oath-"I promise you this heart, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will never leave it.

"Meng Zhang, I was a paranoid and ruthless person, but you saved me... That day in the wilderness, you fell into my arms, and I swore that I would not teach the world to betray you, let alone me. Being with you day and night, gratitude has already become another kind of obsession in your heart. I only hope that the person who will be by your side for the rest of your life is me, Zhong Kunyi! You must understand my intention this time..."

Meng Zhangxu was cold, and he shrank even tighter into his arms.

Zhong Kunyi smiled happily, kissed him on the cheek, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

After a long time, the person in his arms slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, stared at his handsome face, smiled with tears in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "You big villain, you plan to plot me...and bully me...you will be punished." You will only listen to me all your life."

While complaining in his mouth, he lifted his body up and put his lips on the man's. The youth's embarrassment and affection were all in this kiss.