Act like a spoiled child

Ming Shen looked at him with wide eyes, as if he was a little dazed for a moment, and when he realized it, his face slowly, slowly turned red again.

He seemed to have accidentally discovered some secret, his eyes looked at Yumin, but in his mind, it was a day when the two of them were in the cold palace, on a cool summer night, he spread a piece of cloth on the cool couch, by the tree. fell asleep underneath.

Cheng Yiduo used incense to disperse the mosquitoes in the long grass in the courtyard, and a dilapidated candle was burning beside him.In the palace far away, an unknown empress ordered people to light a night fire and set off Kongming lanterns. The noise was far away, and it floated in front of people like floating flowers.

What was Yumin doing at that time?

It seemed that he was practicing sword, not far from him, the sound of sword energy piercing through the air made Ming Shen feel very stable.

He was flipping through a book he found in a theater that was said to be haunted, a very ordinary love novel, but he didn't expect there to be a picture at the back. He flipped through it casually, and saw that there were two A person with a vague face, even male and female, who is not clear, is doing something in full swing.

In the past, his books were chosen by Yumin for him, even with this one. Mingshen didn’t know why Yumin showed him this book. He just caught a glimpse of the corner of the painting and subconsciously wanted to Throwing the book out felt that it was bad and violated his original cognition.But he watched it in a strange way, and the explicit words next to it made him blush, his heart was pounding, and even his body felt a strange numbness, which made him feel a little thirsty.

He wanted to continue watching, but he didn't dare, because he saw Yumin's back was turned to him, and he was practicing bending his waist and locking his throat on a wooden Wutong. He probably finished the practice, so he stopped and sat on the side to rest for a while, facing Looking at him, the line of sight may sweep to him at any time.

Behind him is the small pond of Lenggong. In summer, there are also a few places with green leaves and red lotuses, swaying slightly in the summer night wind, flooding with clear water.Perhaps because he felt hot, Yumin took a handful of water and poured it on his body, then leaned over and stretched out his hands to pull the lotus leaves by the pool, his back and arms showed smooth and beautiful curves, and the water droplets rolled down, dripping on his black hair. Shaking between, smaller drops of water fall out.

"Shen, do you want to eat water chestnut?" Yumin asked, "I found a water chestnut."

As he said that, he stood up and walked towards him.

Mingshen hurriedly said: "I won't eat, I'm going to bed, Brother Min." He seemed to be scalded, and quickly put the book on the side of the small couch, and then pulled the blanket up to his neck, simply Cover your face too.

He was stuffed in the small couch, the heat was like a steamer, he couldn't take it anymore, he exposed his eyes and nose, exhaled carefully, and turned his head to look at the silhouette of the forest hidden in the night after sunset. After a while, I felt scared, so I turned over again, facing Yumin's direction.

Yumin had already brought the lamp and was reading by the pond.They had no ice, and could only rely on the cool breeze by the water to relieve their heat. Yumin's hair was not dry yet, and his clothes were the same ones he usually wore for sword practice, clean and simple dark shorts, trousers tied into short boots, Sitting on the ground, showing a pair of slender and powerful legs.

Mingshen just watched him fall asleep.

It was also during this short sleep that he had his first dream in his life.

He didn't quite remember what he had dreamed of.Looking back now, it’s just blank, but he only remembers that night under the lights, Yumin was sitting on the floor, reading a book with his head down by the pond, obviously separated by three or five feet, but he could feel it. Yumin had just rested at that time, panting slightly rapidly and her throat smeared with water.

When I finally woke up, it was already dark, and the lights in the hall were turned on.Hearing the sound, he knew that Cheng Yiduo was boiling water for them, drying the towels, preparing to let the two dolls wash their bodies and take a bath, but he didn't dare to get up, and he didn't even dare to open his eyes.

He felt something cold, wet and sticky between his legs.

Mingshen's first reaction was to wet the bed.

He has been in poor health since he was a child, and he has been wetting the bed until he was five years old. His mother laughed at him a lot, but he is now a 13-year-old adult, why does he still wet the bed?

He was ashamed to speak at this time, and he never told Yumin and Cheng Yiduo that he had wet the bed.He wanted to sneak down and find a place where no one was around to wash his pants, but he had no choice, he knew he had no choice, he could only clamp his legs motionless and almost cried.

Because Yumin was beside him, gently waving the fan for him.

Afraid of being noticed by Yumin, he pretended not to wake up when he woke up, but he became more and more panicked—he couldn't pretend to be asleep all his life, and Yumin would take a bath with him in a while, and he would definitely be found when he undressed.

What is he going to do?

The facts did not allow him to think too much, and did not give him a lot of time.When Mingshen was still nervous and flustered, he suddenly heard Yumin put away his fan, and reached out to pat him lightly: "Wake up, Shen, go back to sleep, you're going to catch a cold like this."

He was so shocked that he almost rolled off the couch.

Seeing his reaction so big, Yumin came over to touch his forehead with some doubts, and touched his hand with cold sweat——Almost at the same time, Mingshen shook his whole body, quickly avoided his hand, lowered his eyes and dared not Looking at him, the roots of his ears turned blood red.

It was the short moment when Yumin touched him, and he was suddenly enveloped by those confused heart palpitations in the dream again, so frightened that he couldn't even find the east, west, north, south.He was still holding on to his blanket.

Yumin sensed his abnormality, and became serious for a while, fearing that he was sick again and refused to say anything, so she came up and held him down, pinching the nape of his neck like catching a cat , restrained him tightly, and lifted his blanket with the other hand without hesitation: "I'm still bored, I know you're afraid of the cold, but you won't be so bored in the dog days, and you'll catch a cold in a few days." If you want to avoid eating again, do you still want to cry?"

Mingshen hides and hides, watching him snatch his little quilt, and then hugs him horizontally, and while carrying him inside, he strips off his clothes and pants, preparing to take this annoying little guy Throw it in the tub to wash off the sweat.

Before Yumin felt anything, Mingshen cried out first, sobbing and refusing to leave, and insisted on asking Yumin to put him down.

Mingshen seldom cried. When Yumin saw him crying, he felt the seriousness of the situation. He quickly put him down, patted him on the back, and asked softly, "Ah Shen, what's wrong?"

Mingshen originally thought that he would be scolded for being so willful, but he didn't, and was comforted by Yumin's warm voice, so he cried louder all of a sudden, using all his strength to control himself from hiccupping: "I, Brother Min , I wet the bed."

Yumin was also taken aback when he heard that, and subconsciously looked at his pants, seeing that there were no obvious wet marks, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Ah Shen, are you dreaming?"

Mingshen shook his head while wiping away his tears, Yumin didn't ask anything, he only thought about Mingshen's self-esteem, so Cheng Yiduo avoided him, and went to take a bath with Mingshen in his arms.

As soon as the clothes and pants were taken off, Yu Min understood.

He put Mingshen into the bathtub and told him: "Brother Min, will you keep it secret for you? Stop crying, this is not bedwetting, it's normal, every boy will do this when he grows up, it means you are very You will grow into an adult soon, and you can marry the person you like and have a baby, there is no shame in that, Shen."

Mingshen asked him with red eyes: "Then you, will you do the same?"

Yumin was startled, then smiled and said, "Yes, it's just that you didn't find out. Are you obedient? Go wash your pants after you take a shower, I won't tell others."

Mingshen immediately stopped crying, obediently agreed, and squatted by the pond to wash his pants after taking a bath.Yumin helped him watch the wind, and when Cheng Yiduo asked, he said that he and Mingshen accidentally rolled into the mud while looking for water chestnuts, so they stained his pants.

Even so, Mingshen is still too ashamed to talk to Yumin.At night, Yumin slipped this little thing to sleep together, only to find that Mingshen was clinging to him, clinging to him like an octopus.

Summer is really hot and stuffy, Yumin pushed him away patiently, but after a while Mingshen wanted to cling to him again, but refused to let go, and insisted on sticking his face in his arms, refusing to look at him, nor Ken looked at the others, as if it would lessen his shyness.

Later, Yumin didn't bother to care about him anymore. He got up and picked up a quilt. Mingshen had to quickly adjust his posture and continue to hold him, making Yumin smile and pinch his face: "Why are you so annoying? Are you a Little Daddy, huh? Daddy, you are like this, what other girl would want you."

Mingshen pretended to be a good boy when he got the advantage, but he didn't speak, and huddled quietly in front of his chest.Today, Yumin's embrace seemed particularly attractive to him, before he even figured out what was going on, he hugged him and refused to let go.

Just remember the beating of the heart, bang bang, bang bang.

Probably everyone will have some vague and ambiguous things more or less when they are young. It is not easy to call them love or other things. Before everyone understands, it is like the fragrance of flowers on a midsummer night, gently drifting away in time up.

The young man who fanatically admired and loved Yumin was cut off by the farewell two years ago before the governor, and turned into the biggest fantasy dream in his life.

Mingshen didn't know why he thought of this past at this moment, he looked into Yumin's eyes, his thoughts went blank, and he didn't know what to say.

"So..." After a while, he said slowly.

"So there is no problem if I don't become a concubine." Yumin said, "I know what you want to say. Even if I have no heir, I can still support Wenwen to become an empress. There is nothing in the world that a man can do that a daughter can't do. of."

Mingshen murmured: "This will be very difficult..."

"There are precedents for a male empress, and so is a female empress. My pursuit of the throne is nothing more than accomplishing difficult things. As long as I think, everything can be done." Yu Min looked deeply into his eyes, "What do you think, Queen?"

Ming Shen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

In the past few days, his random conjectures have always come true. For example, Yumin came to apologize to him, for example, Yumin really didn't intend to become a concubine... For the first time, he realized that although Yumin is now the emperor, despite his temperament A big change, but still as stubborn as ever.

He whispered: "Then, if you don't want to be a concubine, if you don't want a woman..."

Yumin interrupted him: "If you dare to say that you want to give me a man, I will throw you by the side of the road."

Ming Shen: "..."

He didn't dare to say that he really thought so just now.

He felt Yumin come up to him, hugged him tighter, and said sullenly: "I know you are a fool, you don't know how to live and die, and you don't understand what I tell you."

Mingshen was not happy to hear this, he said: "Your Majesty, you are the same, you still talk about me, I don't think I don't..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he startled himself, the voice was sticky and soft, almost It's being coquettish.

He figured it out, and he himself might be a little dazed today.

Yumin pinched his face again, with a slight nervousness in her voice: "Yes, I am a log, but Ah Shen, have you heard of a dead tree in spring? If I say, I want to be with my Ah Shen for the rest of my life. A couple, want to treat you like others, and pursue you seriously for once—Ah Shen, are you willing?"