Act like a spoiled child

"minister……"

Mingshen opened his mouth, a little confused, not sure whether he should answer, let alone how to answer——what Yumin said was obviously not asking for his opinion, but more like some kind of overbearing order, telling He accepts it all.

"There is no such thing as a minister, Shen. I regard you as the only queen, do you understand? I... like you and don't want to be separated from you, do you understand?"

After pinching his face, Yumin saw that he didn't respond, so she held his head with both hands and pressed it down, making him nod his head twice like a chicken pecking at rice, lightly as if teasing a child. Coaxed, "My Ah Shen said, yes."

Mingshen shut his mouth and didn't speak, just looked at him with bright eyes like that, with some helpless smiles in his eyes, just like every time he came to coax Yumin when he was a child, obviously five years younger than him, but I just feel that he is more childish than him and needs to be taken care of.

Yumin whispered: "...what are you laughing at?"

Ming Shen said in a low voice: "I originally... lived for you."

Yumin was startled.

Mingshen finished the second half of the sentence: "Where did it come from...whether you are willing or not. If you didn't want me, I wouldn't want you either."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head slightly, as if embarrassed, but his eyes were looking towards him, peeking at his appearance, as clear as before.

That Mingshen from two years ago came back again—at this moment, not only Yumin, but even Mingshen felt it, as if a heavy hammer had taken their hearts, bringing them back to the summer sealed with wounds, their first love. A farewell.

The 15-year-old boy sat on the carriage to the south of the Yangtze River weeping. In the end, his voice became hoarse from crying and he was seriously ill. After two years, he kept silent about his experience in the capital; In a lonely cold night, he fought bloodlessly from the darkest secrets. During that period of blood-licking days, people died every night.

He planned meticulously, fitting them together like a carpenter's mortise and tenon wheel. He thought about the bloody wind and blood that separated him from Jiangnan Water Village, but after thinking about it, he would always dream of Jiangnan again. The older companion read stumbled and walked alone, but he couldn't find his home in the bustling market, but no one picked him up.

He also knew that these were all his own imaginations.He has been in contact with Huo Bing for a long time, and knows that he will take good care of his own brother. The Huo family is just a part of his plan, but during that time, he even felt disgusted by it, even the letter written by Huo Bing They don't even want to take a look.

Cheng Yiduo said: "Your Highness, it's normal to think that it's hard to part with your loved ones. After the matter is over, bring Ah Shen back."

relatives?

His first thought was, how could that person named Huo Bing, the brother of his little companion, compare to his dedication to Mingshen?

He didn't quite understand either.He knew that he had a sister outside the palace, but he didn't care much about it at all.He also tried to mention it to Ming Shen before—"If Brother Min takes in another younger sister, Ah Shen, would you like it?"

As a result, Mingshen was bored all day, even hid and cried for a while, when he found him, he asked him pitifully: "After having a younger sister, will you stop loving me?"

Yumin never mentioned this matter again, and Mingshen also forgot.

He was ruthless, and in the days before and after his ascension to the throne, others even described him as "the wolves look at the jackals, the eagles watch the tigers, he is the lord of the shady lords of the world"[1].People who fawned over him and wooed him also poured in continuously, some sent beauties to him, and some sent men over—but he lacked interest and never touched him at all.

Until one day, someone sent him a young man who looked exactly like Mingshen.

The man may have inquired about his lack of desires, and knew that he had been imprisoned in the cold palace for most of the first 22 years, with only a cute and cute companion, so he thought he liked men, and he liked that Kind of people.

Back then, Wanling Ming's family was confiscated, but no relatives were implicated. The young man who was sent here was also from the Ming family. In terms of kinship, he was a cousin who was very close to Mingshen. He used to sing puppet shows in the palace. A perfect piece of jade that has been kept in captivity for many years.

He has even learned how to look at people. He knelt on the ground, looking obediently and gracefully, secretly looking at him from the corner of his eyes.

He didn't touch him, but he felt heart palpitations the moment he saw this person—he saw Mingshen's changes in the past two years through this person. Since he was 15 years old, he has grown taller and his voice has changed. The tone is slightly low, showing the unique charm between teenagers and youths.

In fact, this change has been noticed since Ming Shen left him—his little companion read tears from his embrace, turned his back to him and walked towards the waiting carriages and horses in front of the palace gate, his walking posture, tall stature, etc. Even with eyebrows and eyes that are getting longer and wider, I don't know when they will no longer overlap with the little brother who called him "Brother Min" back then.

He kept thinking about Mingshen's milky and soft voice, calling him "Brother Min", and also imagined that when he grew up, he would get rid of his child's voice, which would be softer than a teenager's voice, more youthful than a youth's voice. There was an ambiguous sigh.

Call him softly: "Your Majesty."

Irreplaceable, no one can be Ming Shen's substitute.

Not like a younger brother, what could that be?

This image couldn't get out of his mind, and together with his limbs and bones, it spewed out in a turbulent night.At no moment has he realized more clearly than now that he wants him to be by his side forever.

This was something beyond his plan, but this desire was better than everything, better than the majestic palace of the Forbidden City, better than the freedom to step out of the cage, better than all the joys in this world, better than his life.

The next day, he sat up and summoned the old eunuch.Both the government and the opposition are clamoring for the matter of becoming an empress, but he is extremely relaxed.

He said firmly: "Let Ah Shen come to Beijing, I will marry him."

In the bustling carriage, the young emperor grabbed the person in front of him and kissed him carefully. He kissed him deeply and deeply like crazy, wanting to rub Mingshen into his arms. He repeated over and over again: "You Say it again, tell me again, be careful, baby, what did you just say?"

Mingshen couldn't breathe from being kissed, his face was blushing, he stammered and said: "I am, I am your man..."

——He doesn't want you anymore, what's the use of crying?You go dancing and laughing in the painting boat, and then he tours the south, maybe he can see you more.

—Do you want to study?OK, I'll teach you.I, Huo Bing, have no chance for an official career. I happen to have you, and I will pass on everything I know.

Maybe he thought of something, he felt that his voice was a little blocked, and he said sullenly: "As long as you don't want to send me back to Jiangnan..."

——Just let it go, Shen, some things cannot be forced.

He deceived everyone and himself, he spent two years studying hard, and dragged his sick body all the way north to Beijing, just to reunite with him side by side.

Ming Shen stretched out his hand to cover his eyes: "I don't want to go to Jiangnan again..."