The prime minister is so charming

Take a sip, and then applaud.

They went crazy together, throwing big caterpillars on the maid, pasting letters on the back of the servant, drawing flowers on the face of the sleeping emperor uncle, almost all kinds of strange things that children can think of, they have done it, and Xiaoxuan does it every time. Smiling very happily, his reflection is printed in the black grape-like eyes.

They slept in the same bed, head to head and toe to toe; they shared little secrets that neither of them would tell; they hid together in a cupboard when it thundered, though he wasn't really afraid of it just to be with him; they He hooked his fingers and said that he was always in a dark space, his big eyes were filled with rare persistence and firmness.

When they were ten, they separated.He had to leave for a while because of some things that were not easy to talk about in the palace.But at that time, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with leaving, and even yearned to leave.After all, he is a child of the royal family, only ten years old, but already young, with a strong voice.When he separated from Xiaoxuan, he didn't give up at all, he only knew that he would face a wider sky in the future, and he also disliked Xiaoxuan who was obviously a boy, and he was a few months older than him, so he cried because of such a thing nose.

He studied art with his master, roamed the rivers and lakes, dazzled by all kinds of novelties.Then, I miss Xiaoxuan more and more.Dream about him every night.He only thought that he was obviously a hot-blooded man, but he also developed a love for his son and daughter.

He once wanted to visit Xiaoxuan secretly, but the master refused, and he also felt a little ashamed. Back then, he laughed at people and cried, but now he is looking for him. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?Hard to hold back.

Once, he passed Xiaoxuan's house in a carriage, but he didn't go.But when the carriage turned a corner, he heard trotting footsteps chasing after him, and it seemed that there was Xiaoxuan's voice calling him Longyan.

He didn't look back then, thinking it must be a hallucination.

Four years later, when he returned to Beijing, everything changed.

From the first time he saw Xiaoxuan, he knew that he was wrong.A heart in his chest was beating so hotly, and he was so... missing him.

When his eyes crossed layers of crowds and looked at him, separated by the dancing dust under the golden sunlight; when he nodded and smiled far away, his heart moved slightly, thinking of the branch that slanted into the window in his small courtyard. Burning peach blossoms.

There is a faint sweetness blooming in the air, surging instantly.

At that moment, he thought he understood what love is.

But Xiaoxuan just walked over gracefully with a calm expression and a smile, knelt down and bowed to him, and said to see His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, step by step, sentence by sentence, there was nothing wrong with it.

He helped him up somewhat at a loss, but he kept saying, Your Highness, very polite and distanced.There is always a smile on his face but his eyes are always cold, treating him like a stranger.

Perhaps those ages are the most vulnerable but the most real ages. They will feel extremely happy when they get friendship, and they will never forget being hurt.He never felt that he hurt Xiaoxuan before, but with that one look, just that one look, he understood that he hurt Xiaoxuan.

But it doesn't matter, he still has time, he has countless time, to make up, he will let him see his heart, his... heart.He knows that the love between men is probably not tolerated in the world, but when it comes to feelings, how can he care so much?

There are many things I didn't understand before, and I hid them and didn't want others to see them, and I deceived myself that I didn't treat him so special. After I suddenly realized how childish I was in the past.

He began to pester him, creating countless chance encounters, using all available opportunities to be with him, and even worked hard on the old prime minister, because he knew that he wanted to be a businessman.

He has wandered around the world for a long time, but actually he doesn't want to be the king of this country, it's not that he doesn't have that ability, it's really meaningless.However, his Xiaoxuan was so outstanding, he was finally abducted by him to become an official in the court, and he could vaguely see that he was going to replace the prime minister, if he wanted to be with him, he had to be in the court as well.

If you want to get him, you have to be someone more powerful than him, and if you want to protect a prime minister, you have to be the most powerful person in the world.He wanted a wide stage to play on, so he built one for him.

I am ashamed to say that being the king of this country is for him.Just for him.

But why, the distance between them is always far and near, unclear?

He just wanted a word of liking from him, just wanted the warmth of being with him all the time, and just wanted a result of being together for a lifetime, but he actually said, it would be great if I didn't know you.

So much trouble getting along, so much careful care, so careful to put him on the tip of my heart and pamper him, but in exchange for a sentence, if I don't know you, how wonderful...

If you don't know...

Really cruel.He didn't know how deeply it had hurt him, but even if there was any pain for a child in his teens, it had been so long, but now...

Long Yan smiled wryly, it was really heartbreaking.

It's really time to let go...

He held the wine jar with one hand, his slender pupils were very hollow, reflecting the fleeting scenery outside.

Mo Ying, who was driving, felt nervous when he heard Long Yan's smile, "Xiao Shi, you said that the young master..."

Su Xiaoshi was lowering her head to take a piece of material she didn't know and was sewing, the carriage was moving very fast, luckily she could still stitch so stably.She smiled, "My lord is a big shot, and he knows he has something to do. It's okay to be in a bad mood once in a while, just pass it."

As for Mo Yixuan, after finding out that Ren Fengliu really didn't hear any unnecessary words, he was relieved. He couldn't see Su Xiaoshi and Long Yan, so he couldn't see Su Xiaoshi and didn't bother him. I was in a panic, and even had a spring dream.

He felt ashamed that he should have such a dream.The person in the dream turned out to be Long Yan.

He was actually not wearing any clothes, so he picked up the twelve-strand jade fan that he snatched from him and picked his chin, his slender eyes flew obliquely, stained with intoxicating spring, and only earnestly called him Xiaoxuan, Bo The lips were printed on his, and moved down inch by inch...

The delicate warm almost melting touch that he thought he would never feel again... The temperature in Long Yan's palm... printed all the way down, straight to the bottom of my heart, a deep pain...

When I woke up, the room was dark, and there was only a few moonlight in front of the bed.

He covered his eyes with one hand and remained silent for a long time.

If you are hurt, change your mood and investigate the case first.

No matter who is gone, the sun still rises and the moon still waxes and wanes.

No matter what Mo Yixuan was thinking at night, when he woke up the next day, he would still be that handsome, calm and wise prime minister.

Even if there is one more Ren Fengliu traveling with him, he shouldn't have too many worries, and he should do what he should do.

The south of the Yangtze River has always been beautiful, even in winter, the scenery is unique and green.But in the past few days, for some reason, the light rain has not stopped.The rain is not heavy, and it is fine and dense. It is also very fine raindrops that fall on people's bodies, and they fall off when they are patted.

Most people living in the north like rain very much, especially light rain, because it is rare, and even if it happens, it is only occasionally in spring.In the fine and lingering rain lines, the green leaves, red tiles, white walls and bluestone slabs, just looking at it, will give birth to a poetic, beautiful and refreshing.

Mo Yixuan also liked it in the past, and when he saw this kind of rain, he would relax a little.But today, looking at the rain, I was always inexplicably restless. I kept thinking about the trivial things in the past, and I became more and more impetuous. I felt hypocritical when I opened an umbrella, and upset when I didn’t open an umbrella. It was really annoying.

He simply got into the carriage and closed the door, took the materials sent by the clothes suit and flipped through them, thinking while reading, his mind was all on handling official duties, so he was not so impetuous.

There were few people and few cars on the official road, Mo Yixuan was reading a book and Ren Fengliu was drinking and drinking in the carriage, each of them was quiet.

After a while, Mo Yixuan felt better, so he casually changed the subject, "Brother Ren said he was going to Qingjiang Mansion to buy?"

"Well, I still need a qin. I heard that there is a man named Mu in Qingjiang Mansion who makes very good qin, so I want to go and have a look." He held the jug in his hand, put his arms on his bent legs, Looking at the scenery outside with his chin propped up, his smiling eyes are deep and shallow, and he doesn't know what he is thinking. This free and easy posture is suitable for the rainy scene.

Mo Yixuan hasn't found out his background yet, but he can roughly analyze that this person has no malicious intentions.Ren Fengliu drank with him lively and lively, but when he had something to deal with, he kept away from him. If he had documents in his hand, he would definitely not take a look at them. If someone came to talk with him, he would definitely get up and leave.

So he didn't have any uncomfortable questions, but he didn't quite know why he had to go with him.

Mo Yixuan would be very careful whenever there was a possible risk factor, and if he was not sure, he would try to keep this factor by his side for observation, so he had no intention of chasing him away for a while.

"Brother Ren is still good at Qin." Mo Yixuan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

The drizzle was like weaving, the faint smell of wine permeated the air, and there was an indescribable ambiguity in the air.Ren Fengliu spoke leisurely in this ambiguity, "Brother Mo and Mr. Yan had a fight?"

Mo Yixuan's eyes sank, the hand that flipped through the letter paused, and then continued to flip through it after a while, "It's nothing."

"That Mr. Yan...you like Brother Mo, right?" Ren Fengliu took a sip of the wine, and a breeze blew by.

Mo Yixuan never knew that the smell of the soil in the rain mixed with the smell of wine is this smell, a little sour, a little sweet, attracting people for no reason... a feeling of melancholy rose in his heart.

He pulled out a smile, "He likes someone, that girl is good-natured and she is Zhou Zheng, well, she was still there the day you came, but I happened to not meet her, see you next time and I will introduce you to her, it's very nice woman."

He thought he really didn't care, he thought he was just enraged by Long Yan,