Legend of the Orchid

After the early court, the ministers went back to the house. Li Yu was in a hurry to go home, but he couldn't show a hurry, so he became embarrassed, like an angry little daughter-in-law. Fortunately, his two sons followed him, Not to make him too overwhelmed.

The eldest son, Li Zhongyu, is very close to his father, Li Yu. Although Li Zhongyu is a southerner, he is tall and likes polo and martial arts since he was a child. It will be thankful with a light touch, and coupled with the skin like a white jade embryo, it always makes people feel far away and not to be played with.

However, there are always some people who like to trample on flowers and tender grass. In an instant, Zhao Dezhao came to Li Zhonglan. As if Li Yu and Li Zhongyu next to him were like air, he directly ordered Li Zhonglan: "Take a step to speak."

Li Yu saluted hurriedly, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know why Your Highness is looking for my son's place?"

Zhao Dezhao didn't answer, he didn't even turn his head to look at Li Yu.

Li Zhonglan glanced at Zhao Dezhao's tense face, smiled, and comforted Li Yu: "Please wait a moment, father and elder brother, I will leave after a few words with Your Highness."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Dezhao strode towards the palace wall, Li Zhonglan had to quickly follow behind him like a servant, Li Zhonglan frowned displeased, thinking: this bad temper is exactly the same as three years ago .

After finally waiting for Zhao Dezhao to stand still, Li Zhonglan smiled slightly: "I don't know why Your Highness is looking for me?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Dezhao turned around abruptly, lowered his voice and asked fiercely, "Why did you come back? Are you looking for death?"

His voice was like a whip, where no grass grew, Li Zhonglan's heart twitched. At that time, the warm and harsh winter light just fell on Zhao Dezhao's body. Li Zhonglan looked at Zhao Dezhao's fair to transparent face and high bridge of nose And the gentle lips, he was a little crazy for a moment, he suddenly hated himself, isn't it enough to be left out for two years, do you want to fall into it again?

So, a playful sneer appeared on his lips, and he said sarcastically, "Could it be that Your Highness is caring about me?"

Thinking about it was not enough, so I added: "You actually care about me?"

After finishing her quick talk, Li Zhonglan felt a dull pain in her chest. Seeing Zhao Dezhao's expressionless face, Li Zhonglan didn't want to say more, so she bowed and said goodbye, turned around and left in a hurry with Li Yu and Li Zhongyu who were waiting in the distance.

A few days later, on New Year's Eve, Tokyo suddenly fell heavy snow. Li Zhonglan had been living indoors for a long time, and was bored. Seeing the outside wrapped in white, she immediately became interested, wrapped in a red fur-trimmed cloak, and went outside to admire the two red plum plants. .

There are only two plum blossoms in Suzaku Terrace, which are planted in the bright hall. The red plums are not fragrant, but the color is better. But at this moment, Li Zhonglan, who is dressed in red, stops under the tree, but compares the beauty of the red plums by a little.

His skin was already as crystal clear as snow, and because he stayed at home all year round, his skin became even more morbidly white. Even standing in a world made of jade, his skin was not inferior. His eyelashes were very long, and the snowflakes were attracted to him one after another. , stuck to the eyelashes, and finally even the eyebrows turned white, and the whole person was like a snowman, but he didn't look ridiculous at all, but was so holy that people couldn't breathe, as if he would melt with just one swipe. .

Right now, the holy snowman's eyes are fixed, turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of him, completely sinking into the memories of the past.

It was the winter three years ago, and it was also snowing heavily. He was warming up with a brazier in the house, when the housekeeper suddenly came to report: "His Royal Highness Zhao is here!"

He immediately stood up joyfully, but accidentally knocked over the charcoal basin, and his pale fingers were licked by the tongue of fire, which immediately created several blisters. He tore the blisters carelessly, and wiped his fingers on the handkerchief , quickly wrapped in a big cloak, and went out with a pair of single shoes.

When he saw the tall figure under the umbrella, he was so excited that his heart almost jumped out. He trotted forward, grabbed the strong arm of that person, and said happily, "Ting Jie, when did you come back?"

Wearing a white fur coat, Zhao Tingjie looked like a jade man in the ice and snow. He stretched out his index finger and scratched Zhong Lan's cold nose, and said with a smile, "I just came back yesterday."

So once the courtyard is settled, come here immediately!Zhong Lan's heart was so sweet that it was about to melt like honey, and there was no other expression on her face except for a smirk.

Zhao Tingjie took a look at Li Zhonglan, and found that the other's shoes were wet with muddy water, and his heels were still exposed in the biting cold wind. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, and took the little man in front of him with both hands, easily picked him up, and reproached him. : "It's so cold outside, why don't you wear more?"

"I didn't have time." Zhong Lan lowered her head in shame. He did something wrong again!

Back in the house, Zhao Tingjie asked Zhong Lan to sit on the bed, took off his wet shoes and socks, removed his coat, and covered him with a quilt. After he quickly discovered the new situation, he grabbed Zhong Lan's fingers and looked pale. Sinking down: "What's going on?"

Zhong Lan frowned, and replied in a low voice, "I got burned."

Zhao Tingjie sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What a careless child."

After finishing speaking, he licked Zhong Lan's wound, and the next movement made the other party stiffen. It turned out that Ting Jie actually put Zhong Lan's finger into his mouth, and gently licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Zhong Lan felt embarrassed, and wanted to pull her fingers back, but her wrist was caught by Ting Jie. Ting Jie's mouth was very hot, and a trace of heat seemed to spread down her arms to Zhong Lan's heart. Although it was cold winter, she felt Unbearably hot.

Ting Jie licked Zhong Lan's hand for a long time before letting go of Zhong Lan's hand. He looked at Zhong Lan's affectionate eyes, couldn't help but sneered, stroked Zhong Lan's lips, and said with a smile: "How about Lan'er licking for me too?" ?”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhonglan's consent, Ting Jie forcibly pried open Zhonglan's white teeth with his thumb, and stuffed them deeply into the opponent's mouth.

Zhao Tingjie has practiced martial arts for many years, and his palms and fingertips have already developed a thick layer of calluses. Just scratching Li Zhonglan's soft lips so roughly, the other party couldn't help but frowned in pain.

Zhong Lan couldn't react in time, her breathing was stagnant, and she almost choked on her saliva. He couldn't help coughing twice, but Ting Jie didn't take out his fingers, but instead ordered: "Lick."

Zhong Lan's head was forced to tilt up slightly. Although it was difficult to breathe, he still tried his best to hold the foreign object in his mouth, and imitated the opponent's appearance clumsily with the tip of his tongue curling his fingers to lick it.

A moment later, crystal clear saliva flowed from Zhong Lan's mouth, dripping drop by drop on his snow-white swan neck, and rolled into the looming white skin in his underwear.Zhong Lan's eyes were half-closed in pain, her lips were as bright as pomegranate juice, and Ting Jie's breathing gradually became heavy.

Suddenly, Ting Jie yanked his finger away, quickly covered Zhong Lan's slightly open mouth with his own lips, and the two of them hugged each other very quickly, entangled with the tip of their tongues, unable to separate.

At that time, Zhong Lan's heart was sweet. As long as Ting Jie returned to Beijing, they could be together almost every day. Ting Jie would take him to enjoy flowers, recite poems, and sometimes drink alcohol. This is how Ting Jie trained him to drink , Of course he is too strong to drink, and every time he finishes drinking, he will be quickly stripped off by the court, but he doesn't care about these, but looks forward to it, who made him love this man.

A piece of cold snowflakes floated onto Li Zhonglan's cheeks, and soon turned into a stream of heat and fell down. Li Zhonglan stretched out his hand to wipe it, and splashed tears into the snow. He felt that he was ridiculous, so ridiculous that he would treat a heartless person Emotional, it's ridiculous that even today, I still crave the old moment of lingering.

After standing like this for a long time, his hands and feet were going to be numb from the cold. Li Zhonglan heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance, and knew that it was the New Year.

It's another year, but the country is dead, and people are like floating duckweeds. Where should we go?

Li Zhonglan was thinking wildly, but a petite figure ran over. He took a closer look and found that it was Li Yu's personal maid, Biyu.

"The young master is here, and the master is looking for you everywhere." Biyu gasped.

Li Zhonglan knew what Li Yu was thinking, so she replied: "Where is the master? Wait for me to go back to the house and prepare."

Biyu nodded and said that Li Yu was in the West Wing. Li Zhonglan went back to the room and changed into a Taoist uniform, grabbed some tokens and talismans, and took a mahogany sword before Shi Shiran walked to the West Wing.

The author has something to say:

It took a few months to write the article, it took a long time, and the mood is different, so the characters in it are also changing together, I hope you don’t feel that the difference is too big after reading it