A Piece of Li Song Changting Twilight

At night, when Qin Xiaolou was tossing and turning, he suddenly heard slight footsteps outside the door, which he was all too familiar with.He sighed, got up and said, "Come in."

Qin Chengxue pushed the door open and walked to the bed.

Qin Xiaolou took his hand and sat down, touched his face in the dark and asked distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Chengxue grabbed his hand and shook her head: "Brother, can I sleep with you?"

Qin Xiaolou sighed, made room for him, and signaled him to go to bed.

Qin Chengxue arched into Qin Xiaolou's arms, and asked in frustration, "Brother, when will these days end?"

Qin Xiaolou ran along his hair repeatedly: "Isn't it good now?"

Qin Chengxue smiled wryly: "It's terrible... We used to have no ability to survive, but now we have savings. Even if we leave the capital, there is always a way to make a living."

Qin Xiaolou just remained silent.

Qin Chengxue begged in a low voice: "Brother, you resign, let's go. You can leave the capital and go anywhere. I will be with you all my life. You can do whatever you want..."

Qin Xiaolou sighed: "Cheng Xue, you don't understand. Does the officialdom come and go as soon as you say it? It's not that I haven't resigned before, but I can't leave."

In fact, why didn't Qin Xiaolou waver?Back then, when Qin Chengxue pretended to be paralyzed, and when Han Xuzhi was gossiping with him about the world, he was tempted.But in the end he was still ups and downs in this field of fame.

Qin Chengxue hugged him tightly: "If they don't let you go, then let's run away. We escaped from the capital overnight and went to a place where no one knew us."

Qin Xiaolou was silent for a long time, and said, "No."

Qin Chengxue choked up sadly: "Why? Brother, I know what you want to do. Give up, what's the point of that? As long as I can be with my brother, my life is enough."

Qin Xiaolou clenched his fists and said, "I don't want to give up. Cheng Xue, you are 17 years old this year. You give me ten years. After ten years, we will go far away, and there will only be the two of us."

Qin Chengxue no longer persisted, buried her face in Qin Xiaolou's arms, and said softly: "There are still ten years... so long..."

The tug-of-war between Jin Bing and Da Mu has been going on for more than ten years. Meng Jinling said that he retreated from the enemy in a year and a half is a lie, but he came back in less than a year—it was the emperor of the Mu Dynasty who called him back. .

Meng Jinling was on the front line, and he didn't know what was going on. The emperor hurriedly called him back to Beijing, saying that something happened in Beijing.Changing generals before the battle is a major event, but the emperor's order had to be followed, so he had to take off his uniform and return to Beijing.

On the day he arrived in the capital, Zhao Pingzhen personally went to the city gate to meet him.

When the two met, they first hugged each other vigorously. The pain of missing each other for nearly a year is beyond words.Zhao Pingzhen exerted so much force that he almost wanted to rub Meng Jinling into his body.

Meng Jinling asked in a low voice: "What happened, the emperor called me back urgently."

Zhao Pingzhen didn't answer, and said after a long time: "Follow me into the city first, then we'll talk about it."

Meng Jinling brought a dozen or so soldiers into Bianjing, but instead of going back to Dingyuanhou's Mansion, he was forcibly abducted by Zhao Pingzhen to the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Pingzhen arranged for his servants to clean up those soldiers, but he dragged Meng Jinling into his room and bathed him personally.

Meng Jinling lay leisurely in the tub enjoying Zhao Pingzhen's kneading, and said with a smile, "Zhenqing, have you fulfilled your promise this year?"

Zhao Pingzhen paused, and said without changing his face: "In my heart, you are the only one."

Meng Jinling was not suspicious, and just smiled when he heard what he said.

Zhao Pingzhen's hand slid to his chest, kneading those two bumps, and leaned forward to nibble his earlobe: "Shaowei, I miss you so much..."

Meng Jinling sighed, turned his head and kissed him actively: "I miss you too."

Zhao Pingzhen was lingering and refused to let him go, and took off his clothes for a while.Tired from the journey, Meng Jinling grabbed his hand that was walking downstream of him and said, "Let's do it tomorrow, after I regain my energy."

Zhao Pingzhen smiled slightly, and a sly light flashed in his eyes: "You just need to suffer, what do you do with your energy?"

Meng Jinling said sternly: "Last time it was clear that I won, but you plotted against me with some unscrupulous means. This time, it's not so easy, so you will succeed!"

Zhao Pingzhen leaned forward to kiss him again, blocking all his words with his tongue.Meng Jinling was so passionately kissed by him that he was holding the root of life in his hands in a short time.

Zhao Pingzhen panted ambiguously in his ear: "I miss you so much... Shaowei... Shaowei..."

Meng Jinling had already been aroused by him, but he still insisted: "Don't play tricks, I won't rely on you. It's fair, you have a competition with me first!"

Zhao Pingzhen smiled lightly: "Let's save the competition until tomorrow. I've missed you for a year, and today I just want to hug you."

Meng Jinling looked at the deep nostalgia in his eyes, his heart softened, he sighed heavily, and let it go.

This time, he was captured by Zhao Pingzhen again.

The next day, Meng Jinling slept until mid-sun.Zhao Pingzhen was practicing sword in the yard, when he saw him come out, he threw the sword to him: "Look at how I have grown this year!"

Meng Jinling took the sword, but he was not in a hurry to compete.He asked with some unease: "Yesterday I messed around with you, and I have not gone to face the saint since I came to Beijing. This is a crime of dereliction of duty."

Zhao Pingzhen smiled indifferently: "It's okay. You are ready, when you plan to enter the palace, I will send someone to take you there."

Meng Jinling felt a little strange, the emperor hurriedly called him back to the capital, when he arrived in the capital, he was stopped by Zhao Pingzhen, but no one urged him to face the saint.He asked: "The emperor said that something happened in the capital and he called me back. What happened?"

Zhao Pingzhen was silent for a while, then laughed again: "It's nothing serious. Why don't you go into the palace and listen to what my father has to say."

Meng Jinling suddenly felt uneasy.

However, when Meng Jinling entered the palace.The old emperor asked him about his situation at the border, and said that he had performed outstandingly this year, and that he would be rewarded heavily, and that he should be given a good rest when he arrived in the capital, and that he would be reused in the future.But why did the old emperor change his general before the battle, but he didn't say anything, as if something happened in Beijing was just an excuse.

When Meng Jinling was leaving the palace, he bumped into Qin Xiaolou near the palace gate who was about to enter the palace.He only took one look at Qin Xiaolou, and immediately recognized this young official with an aura of aura: "It's you, Qin Xiaolou."

Qin Xiaolou looked at him with complicated eyes, bowed and saluted: "General Meng."

Meng Jinling said, "There is no need to be too polite."

The two were about to pass each other, when Meng Jinling suddenly noticed a dark red mark on Qin Xiaolou's neck, like a hickey.The placket covered half of it, but it couldn't completely cover it.

Meng Jinling felt very sorry for this young official.He had read the articles written by Qin Xiaolou, and felt that Qin Xiaolou had some talent.He also knew Qin Xiaolou's deeds, and felt that what he did was a pity for his knowledge and good looks given by his parents.He looked at Qin Xiaolou's back, sighed softly, shook his head and left.

When Meng Jinling walked far away, Qin Xiaolou looked back at the young general's back, shook his head with complicated eyes and regrets, then turned his head and left.

This year, Qin Xiaolou was 19 years old and Meng Jinling was 22 years old.

Meng Jinling returned to the Dingyuanhou Mansion, and as soon as he stepped through the threshold, he saw Zhao Pingzhen sitting in the lobby drinking tea leisurely.

Meng Jinling had something on his mind, so he stepped forward and asked straight to the point: "Zhenqing, don't hide it from me, why on earth did the emperor call me back to Beijing? I always feel that there is something strange about it.

Zhao Pingzhen put down the teacup and looked at him deeply: "If I tell the truth, you can't be angry."

Meng Jinling frowned: "I'm not angry, you just say it."

Zhao Pingzhen smiled leisurely, took out a folding fan from his bosom and scolded him, covered his mouth and said: "Okay... I really can't stand the pain of lovesickness, so I beg my father to call you back to Beijing..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Jinling had already snatched the fan from his hand and threw it on the ground: "What are you messing around with! Changing generals before the battle is a joke! You...you!"

Zhao Pingzhen's gaze dimmed: "You won't be angry if you say so."

Meng Jinling angrily walked around the spot for a few times, then felt something was wrong, stared into Zhao Pingzhen's eyes and asked in disbelief: "What you said is true? Is it because of you?"

Zhao Pingzhen said leisurely: "Yes...you are young and have no experience in leading soldiers. You suffered a defeat a while ago. I was afraid that something would happen to you. I was terribly afraid, so I went to beg my father. I begged him for five days, and he called you back..."

Meng Jinling's fists were clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You're just... you're so ridiculous!"

Zhao Pingzhen was very calm: "I know you are angry, but the person has returned, so you should calm down at the house for a few days. When you are not angry, come to me again."

Meng Jinling was so angry that he wanted to pounce on the fifth prince's head to see what was inside, afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself from doing that, so he turned his head and said, "Hurry up, I don't want to see you right now. "

Zhao Pingzhen didn't bother, picked up the fan and left, stepped over the threshold with one foot, and couldn't help looking back at Meng Jinling.His little lover turned his back to him, his body was still shaking at this moment, and the knuckles pinched by his fists turned white.

Zhao Pingzhen shook his head, not knowing whether he should be happy or distressed by Meng Jinling's innocence, he left with a wry smile.