Tang Fengzhi Chengqian

"Four years, my mother once thought, four years may make your father give up... maybe your father will understand..."

"Ganer, as long as you are all living well..."

"Ganer, the most important thing is, what about you? What do you think? If you want to leave, the queen mother can help you!"

my thoughts?

Cheng Qian slowly closed his eyes and smiled wryly. Last night...just the kiss and touch of his father made him shudder, just...a loving kiss, just...the sliding and kneading of his fingers, he was already...uncontrollable moan……

He is not innocent, but in his previous life, no one could make him like this...

In the world, only one person's kiss can make him tremble, and only one person's caress can make him fall in love with him from the bottom of his heart...

It's because, that's what I've been thinking about, something I can't forget, the face that flashed in my mind from time to time in the past four years, his father...

How to deceive yourself?

Tell yourself it's just respect.

You can bury it in your heart and tell yourself again and again, no, he is confident, as long as he is willing, he can hide his thoughts from now on so that no one will find out.

But for the royal father...

Especially in a situation like last night...

Cheng Qian bowed his head and smiled awkwardly. How could he not know how shrewd and stubborn his father is?

……

When Cheng Qian recalled the words he had with Empress Changsun in the Lizheng Hall all the way back to the Qihui Hall, he saw Emperor Taizong sitting lazily on the couch, holding a book in his hand. Seeing Cheng Qian, he smiled and said, "You're back?"

Cheng Qian was slightly taken aback, then hummed.

Emperor Taizong got up, walked towards Chengqian, picked up Chengqian very naturally, then turned around and asked Li Fu to serve dinner.

After Li Fu and Hongyu served dinner and retreated respectfully, Emperor Taizong asked, "Did Gan'er visit your mother today?"

"En." Cheng Qian responded, quietly picked up the dishes that Emperor Taizong put in his bowl, and chewed slowly.

Emperor Taizong looked up at Cheng Qian with a calm expression, frowned and thought for a while, then smiled indulgently, patted Cheng Qian's head, and continued to hold food for Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian silently ate the food, all of which he liked very much, but he couldn't chew them tastelessly.

Four years?

His father ignored him for four whole years, and it turned out that it was...

After dinner, after Hongyu and Zhu'er retreated, Chengqian was silent, and Emperor Taizong also looked at Chengqian quietly.

Under the faint light, Emperor Taizong clenched his fingers slightly, feeling a little nervous. He had been waiting since he knew that Chengqian had gone to the Lizheng Hall, or since the incident last night that was not considered a love affair.

Waiting for the result Chengqian gave him.

To continue this ambiguous entanglement?

Or... no longer fighting alone?

But, no matter what kind... Gan'er can only be by his side.

Quietly silent for half a stick of incense time.

"Father, my son bumped into Xu Hui today." Cheng Qian said softly.

Emperor Taizong paused, and said softly, "Oh, did she look for you?"

"Father knew that she came to look for me?" Chengqian keenly discovered that Emperor Taizong said "looking for", but what he said was "meeting".

Emperor Taizong smiled and patted Chengqian's head, "It would be strange if she didn't come to you..."

Cheng Qian recalled it thoughtfully, and then slowly opened his mouth, "Father, do you want her to tell me about your painting?"

Emperor Taizong smiled mysteriously, got up, picked up Chengqian and sat on the wheelchair, and pushed Chengqian towards the bookshelf in the bedroom.

Cheng Qian turned around, "Father, this is..."

"This is a gift from your father." Emperor Taizong bent down and whispered in Cheng Qian's ear.

Cheng Qian watched in confusion as Emperor Taizong gently twisted open a small vase on the bookshelf. The bookshelf was pulled open, and a door appeared. Cheng Qian looked at Emperor Taizong who was standing aside with his hands behind his back and smiling for a long while before pushing the wheelchair in. .

After entering, Chengqian couldn't help being stunned.

Cheng Qian stared blankly at the portraits hanging all over the room, either angry, smiling, annoyed, or worried...

all myself...

The heart is intimate in the painting, and the meaning is clear in the poem.

Cheng Qian slowly looked at the past one by one.

My 12-year-old self, my 13-year-old self, my 14-year-old self...

Those who are smiling, those who are sitting, those who are lying down, those who are holding books in their hands, and those who are playing the piano.

The strokes are delicate and delicate.

Suddenly, I understood what Xu Hui said abruptly after leaving, "Your Highness, there is a heart in the painting. Whether a painting is good does not depend on the skill, but on how much thought the painter has put into it."

His fingers slowly caressed the portrait lying on the couch and sleeping with eyes closed.Looking at himself in the portrait, he was wearing an inner garment, but the jade pendant was abruptly worn around his waist. It was four years ago. After he knew that the jade pendant was equivalent to his father's handwriting, he didn't dare to leave his body at will. He took off his robe, but forgot to take off the jade pendant... After waking up, he saw his father and was laughed at by his father...

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, a little bitter, a little happy.

His eyes slowly shifted to another portrait focused on playing the piano. In the portrait, he was wearing a blue gown with a crown on his head, because that day, his father laughed at him for always wearing a square scarf when he was a minor, which was not in compliance with the rules. , but he has been like this since he was reborn. He doesn't like the hairstyle of children. The queen mother pityed him for his inconvenience and let him be self-willed. But the father has always kept his eyes closed like this, so he became A special in the royal family.Teacher Wei Zheng once said it, but was stopped by his father later.Father never cared about these things, but that day he was holding a jasper crown and had to wear it for him, and later asked him to play the piano...

Smiled lightly, in fact, father is sometimes more childish than him...

Why did he have to wear the jasper crown?Later, when the mother came back and saw the jasper crown, she was shocked, and said that it was the crown that the father liked most, but it was not used anymore, and now it is given to herself.

I remembered what my father said later, "Father just wants to give Qianer what he likes the most."

……

Exiting the secret room, Cheng Qian stared blankly at the closed bookshelf in a daze.

Until a pair of big hands wrapped his big hands from behind, he trembled slightly.

"Does Gan'er like Father's paintings?" There was a hoarse voice next to his ear.

Cheng Qian turned his head to look at Emperor Taizong, and asked, "Father...have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Consequences? I've thought about it a lot..." Emperor Taizong lightly brushed Chengqian's brows with his fingers, and smiled confidently, "But Father thinks it can be handled well..."

In fact, for four years, he has been preparing for this "consequence".

"Father... five years, five years, okay? If Father... doesn't care about his son anymore..." Cheng Qian said with some difficulty, "Then tell my son, let him leave... okay?"

He was very afraid, if one day, his father found out that it was just a temporary mistake, how would he deal with himself then?Or, in the future, the father will have a second...

Emperor Taizong stared deeply at Chengqian, and slowly said in a deep voice, "Okay..." He stretched out his hands, embraced Chengqian, bowed his head and whispered, "But, Qianer, the emperor will not let you go. "

Chengqian raised his hands and slowly embraced Emperor Taizong.The heart settled down in that instant.

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The kiss was deeply entangled, and he let go only slightly when he could hardly breathe, followed by a sprint that almost reached his heart and lungs, and the extreme joy of climbing to the top made him almost want to scream, but then there was a deep swallowing kiss……

The man on the body tightly clasped his waist with one hand, and clasped his sensitivity with the other, swallowing his lips, making him unable to make a sound, and could only feel the trembling deep in his body, being forced The pioneering overbearing, and this almost fused combination, he can only hold his head high, bear the engulfment on his lips, the entanglement that refuses to let go in his mouth, his hands tightly clinging to the man's wide body. An Xin's back, trying to relax himself, his consciousness is drowsy, but every time he pushes to the deepest part, his slightly released lips wake up instantly, just when he made a sound, he is swallowed up in an instant...

This goes on and on until the domineering one buried in the body refuses to leave, and sprays the hot water that makes people tremble again...

Until he couldn't help begging in a low voice, "Father..." But he couldn't make a sentence, and the voice could hardly be connected.

"Ganer, remember. It's me, it can only be me..." When he finally fell into a dim consciousness, he couldn't help but hear a hoarse voice...

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In the same night.Lizheng Palace.

Empress Changsun coaxed her son into a deep sleep.

Standing up, walking towards the side hall, looking at Li Zhi who was still reading under the moon very focused, frowning, walked over slowly, sat next to Li Zhi, looked at the book in Li Zhi's hand, couldn't help being startled, it was the emperor's handwriting, and Or... the court records? !

"Young slave!" Empress Changsun said in a low voice.Looking solemnly at Li Zhi who raised his head from the book with a puzzled expression on his face, "Your father gave you this?"

Li Zhi nodded in bewilderment, "That's right. Father, let me read it and tell him what he thinks. I want me to write it down..."

Empress Changsun was startled.

What does the emperor mean?

Could it be that the emperor has already decided?

What about the blue sparrow?What about the blue sparrow? !

The same night, Chunfeng Tower.

Ziyang Pavilion.

The man in the purple robe bowed his hands respectfully to the man in the green robe, "Yin Hongzhi has seen the general."

The man in the green robe hummed, "There's news from Li Chong, that old man Wei Zheng seems to have mentioned the news of the crown prince to the emperor in the Palace of Liangyi today..."

Yin Hongzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then an excited smile appeared on his face, "Then His Royal Highness King Wei—"

The man in the green robe couldn't hide his complacent expression, "If there are no accidents, it will naturally be His Royal Highness the King of Wei. At that time, your glory and wealth will naturally be..." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing smugly.

Yin Hongzhi also laughed complacently.

"However, you still have to pay attention to me!" The man in the green robe straightened his face and said seriously, "Especially on King Qi's side, don't make any mistakes for me, although he is your nephew, but, You should know what is most important to you."

"Of course, of course, Hongzhi will remember it, thanks to General He Lan and General Hou's cultivation." Yin Hongzhi smiled flatteringly.

The man in the green robe, namely Helan Chushi, smiled with satisfaction.

"But... General, what about His Highness King Zhongshan?" Yin Hongzhi asked softly.

"Hmph, don't worry about it! A trash who can't walk, is it possible... Hehe, it would be best if he is willing to support His Royal Highness King Wei..." Helan Chushi said darkly.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Yin Hongzhi hurriedly bent down to answer.

Because he bent down, Helan Chushi didn't see the flash of pride on Yin Hongzhi's face.

Wait for Helan Chushi to walk out of Chunfeng Building.Yin Hongzhi also left Chunfeng Tower immediately.

After the two of them had gone far away, Shen Junyuan walked out of Xuemei Pavilion, with Changsun Wuji standing by his side.

"Yin Hongzhi really colluded with Helan Chushi." Shen Junyuan murmured.

"How do you know?" Changsun Wuji asked in a low voice.

"It's not me, it's the emperor. The emperor only told me that people who know the name of Ziyang Pavilion are not only Yang..." Shen Junyuan said indifferently, and then laughed at himself, "It seems...he knows everything..."

Changsun Wuji looked towards the direction where Yin Hongzhi had disappeared, and frowned, "Yin Hongzhi seems to be leaving the city?"

"He has a villa outside the city."