Lord Prime Minister

The two sat on the boat for a while, and gradually someone wearing skates came up to hang ice lanterns on the lake, illuminating the lake.

The weather is beautiful, the wind and snow that blew violently just now gradually subsided, the moon with a halo appeared from behind the clouds, and the snowflakes became smaller and smaller. When the first woman in a long red dress performed on the ice, Even the sparse shattered snow stopped.

The slender figure stood still in the middle of the lake, the music played, and the elegant dancing posture swayed from side to side to the sound of the music. The skates under his feet were used very skillfully, drawing circles on the ice surface, spinning, and driving the clothes and skirts to fly, just like a fairy descending from the earth, agile and elegant .

As the beginning of the ice feast, this dance really amazed Mu Zihuai, and it was not until the end of the song that he slowly recovered.

The woman in red retreated, and a group of men in black quickly slid to the center of the lake, shuttled on the lake like fish, jumping up and down, feeling uncomfortable.

During the intervals of skating on the ice, there were also various actions, such as Golden Rooster Standing Alone, Nezha Naohai, Shuangfeiyan and Qianjin Zhui. In addition, there were acrobatic skating, flying fork, knife and stick, and they came on stage one after another.

Mu Zihuai didn't expect that there would be such activities in this cold winter, and he couldn't take his eyes off the lake, and he couldn't help exclaiming every time a stunt appeared.

Huangfu Yunhua is not very interested in the performances on the lake, as long as he is in the capital, he will come to watch with a group of people every year, but this time there is only Mu Zihuai by his side.

"Don't just stare, eat something to warm your body." Huangfu Yunhua poured a glass of wine and handed it to Mu Zihuai while the wine was warming on the stove.

At this time, two groups of people came across the lake, wearing red and yellow cloth strips on their heads, and wearing jumpers for easy movement. The leading artist held a brown round object in his arms.

Mu Zihuai squinted his eyes and looked at it, his face suddenly glowed, kicking on the ice!

Cuju was popular among the people in ancient times, and even more so when it developed to its peak in the Qing Dynasty, Cuju on ice, which is more entertaining, was derived. Unexpectedly, there are no foreigners in this world. Many places have a different history from what I know, but they have developed Cuju on ice.

The gong sounded, the onlookers on the shore cheered, the leather ball was kicked away, goals were set up at both ends of the ice, the person in the red turban grabbed the ball first, and slid towards the other side while gliding on the ice. The goal rushed.

There were people with yellow turbans in the middle constantly blocking them. After dodging a few people left and right, they were still intercepted, and a group of people started running back again.

Mu Zihuai didn't have a supportive team, so he could watch with interest. Seeing the ball being snatched away, he didn't know whether to regret it or praise the opponent's skill, so he had to hammer the table and keep his eyes on the lake.

Just as Huangfu Yunhua put down the wine glass with his front foot, Mu Zihuai patted the wine glass with his back foot, the wine glass shook and spilled most of the wine, but the culprit had no self-consciousness at all and focused on the two teams on the lake.

Taking out the handkerchief to wipe off the wine stains on the table, Huangfu Yunhua poured the wine again, this time only poured half a glass, in case Mu Zihuai got excited and knocked it over again.

Cuju on the ice is in full swing, the red team has already scored a goal, at this time Ju is at the feet of the yellow team, and the person has already walked to the opponent's goal with the ball.

Four or five people suddenly appeared in front of the man, but the dribbler of the yellow team was obviously very good at skating on ice. He flickered and shuttled through the crowd. When he realized it, Ju had already entered the door.

"Okay!" Mu Zihuai grabbed the blanket covering his legs and couldn't help shouting along with the others.

Fortunately, Huangfu Yunhua was already prepared, so he was not frightened by his sudden roar, but he glanced at the table with lingering fear, and saw that there was no sprinkle, so he looked away with peace of mind and fell on Mu Zihuai's side face.

Mu Zihuai watched the ball, Huangfu Yunhua watched him.

It seems that taking him out this time is not much decision.Huangfu Yunhua looked at his bright side face and thought to himself, his dark eyes seemed to be shining, his body leaned forward slightly, his delicate facial features were sometimes regretful, sometimes excited, sometimes mixed with longing and hope.

Much better than cuju.

Taking a sip of the warm sake in the cup, Huangfu Yunhua felt a wave of hot air spread from his stomach to all parts of his body, and gathered three inches below the navel.

Huangfu Yunhua's body froze for a moment, feeling that the place under the blanket had changed uncontrollably.He coughed slightly in embarrassment, and secretly glanced at Mu Zihuai with the movement of drinking, and heaved a sigh of relief seeing that his attention was all on the lake.

He moved the blanket to cover the changes in his lower body, Huangfu Yunhua felt that he was a bit guilty of doing this, and felt it was funny after all this was done.In order to prevent things from happening again, I had to force my attention to Cuju on the lake.

At this time, there was less than a stick of incense left before the end, and Cuju was progressing to a fever pitch.Huangfu Yunhua was fascinated by watching it for a while, and couldn't help shouting "Hello" when the last goal was scored.

Mu Zihuai even stood up from the table, his face was flushed with excitement, his eyes were astonishingly bright, Huangfu Yunhua's heart skipped a beat, and then he thought something bad, his legs under the blanket moved.

The people on the opposite lake shore cheered at the same time, and the cheers spread to the cabin, making Mu Zihuai excited and clenched his fists.

"My lord!" shouted, but didn't know what to say next, just wanted to find someone to share the joy at this moment.

Huangfu Yunhua raised his lips and smiled softly. "sit down."

Mu Zihuai hesitated for a moment, then sat down excitedly, his chest heaving slightly, picked up half a glass of wine on the table, raised his head and drank it, feeling that the excitement in his heart was hard to express.

Huangfu Yunhua couldn't move his eyes away from Mu Zihuai's face, a warm current flowed slowly in his heart, but it was a bit empty, and he needed to do something to be satisfied.

"Mu Zihuai."

"what......"

The scene in front of him faded away, and before Mu Zihuai could see clearly, he was thrown to the ground. There was a soft cushion behind him. In front of him, the prince was pressing on him, with his hands resting on his ears, his face was very close, and his lips touched. to something soft.

Mu Zihuai was stunned, the blush on his face hadn't dissipated, his head was blurry, and he was still lamenting why the red team didn't score the last goal.

Huangfu Yunhua pressed against Mu Zihuai's lips tightly, seeing that he didn't respond, he boldly licked them, moistened his somewhat dry lips due to excitement, and pried open his lips and teeth with the flexible tip of his tongue.

Gently sucked the tip of the other's dull tongue, and licked it, eliciting a small reaction.Huangfu Yunhua smiled slightly, getting more and more aggressive, licking and kissing Mu Zihuai bit by bit, bringing a slight tingling pleasure.

Mu Zihuai felt that the thing in his mouth had a slight smell of alcohol, and it was very comfortable to kiss him gently. His body licked back before his thoughts, in exchange for the other party's more eager and deep kiss.

Huangfu Yunhua licked and kissed Mu Zihuai's lips delicately, his gentle movements made people lose the ability to think.

Until a loud noise came out of the window, Mu Zihuai's slow thinking finally came back to his senses. At this time, his face was flushed from holding his breath, and his eyes were covered with mist.

Raising his hand suddenly to push away the prince on his body, Huangfu Yunhua's eyes widened in shock, and he took a step back.

Huangfu Yunhua still maintained his kneeling posture, looking up at Mu Zihuai's bright red lips, feeling a throbbing in his heart, but he didn't step forward, just looked at him.

A gust of cold wind blew outside the window, blowing away the warmth in the cabin, Mu Zihuai felt a chill on his neck, looked down, and found that his clothes had been opened more than half at some point, revealing the white underclothes inside.

"It's Xibing's last show, fireworks." Huangfu Yunhua sat up straight, picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, looking out the window at the colorful fireworks in mid-air.

Mu Zihuai turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that most of the sky was filled with large and small fireworks, which bloomed and fell, reflecting the ground with fire.

"what......"

Mu Zihuai responded in a low voice, and saw that the prince's slightly upturned face was also illuminated by fire.Slowly closing the open skirt, Mu Zihuai sat back at the table, and the wine glass on the table that had been emptied just now was filled with wine, and he drank it without even thinking about it.

It seemed that nothing happened just now, but Mu Zihuai was sitting cautiously, and the distance between him and the prince was also farther.

When the fireworks bloomed for a stick of incense, the two had their own concerns and were speechless, and they all focused on the fireworks in the sky.

Until the last puff of smoke slowly fell.

"Let's go. It's over." Huangfu Yunhua stood up and patted the slightly wrinkled hem of his clothes.

Mu Zihuai hurriedly stood up, bumped into the low table, the wine glass on the table shook for a while, seemed a little flustered, and followed the prince to the door.

The boy at the door was waiting with two hooded cloaks, watching the two come out with a smile on his face.Although the atmosphere felt a little strange, he still said, "My lord, are you still satisfied?"

Huangfu Yunhua took a cloak and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, I will go to the palace to get the silver." Turning around, he put the cloak on Mu Zihuai.

Mu Zihuai just wanted to refuse, but he could not refuse to hold down his shoulders and fasten the belt, even the prince helped him to put on the hat.Mu Zihuai thought about it, and finally thanked him. "Thank you, my lord."

Huangfu Yunhua snorted in response, put on his cloak again, and followed the leading boy out.

The carnival on the opposite shore of the lake has not yet dissipated. People coming and going stepped on the lake and started to play, and the sound of joy became louder.Mu Zihuai got into the carriage after the prince, and lowered the curtain to block out the laughter.

Huangfu Yunhua glanced at him, expressionlessly shouted towards Qingyi who was outside the car: "Go home."

Qing Yi, who was driving the car, responded, and slapped the horse's buttocks with the whip, and the carriage slowly drove into the river bank.

The ice carnival to celebrate the end of the cold winter has come to an end, and the next day, people will start to welcome the arrival of spring.

Inside the deep palace, ice games were also held. The lake in the imperial garden was covered with thick ice. After the performance, Emperor Guangcheng looked at his five children.

"Recently, the palace has indeed become a bit deserted." Emperor Guangcheng looked at the silent concubines and heirs, and couldn't help sighing.

The queen had a gentle smile on her face, and the food and drinks in front of her remained untouched. "The emperor thinks it's deserted, so he will hold more banquets. This palace needs a lot of people to be lively."

Emperor Guangcheng nodded, "I didn't feel so quiet when Concubine Lan was here before, why do I feel deserted now?"

The queen's expression twisted for a moment, but she immediately returned to smiling. "My sister can't be resurrected after death, the emperor should take it easy."

"Alas." Emperor Guangcheng sighed, and his eyes fell on the prince sitting next to him. Seeing that he lowered his head submissively, not even daring to raise his head, he was suddenly dissatisfied.

"Hongguang."

"Ah?" The crown prince Huangfu Hongguang was stunned for a moment, when he heard someone tell him to look up suddenly, he stood up quickly when he saw the emperor, and his knee hit the table, making a sound. "Father, what's the matter?"

Seeing him like this, Emperor Guangcheng was even more dissatisfied, and turned his head away from him. "As a prince, you should not be alarmed by the changes, and you should deal with them calmly. How can you be flustered, how decent it is!"

Huangfu Hongguang panicked, and hastily handed over his hands and pleaded guilty. "Father, forgive me."

Emperor Guangcheng still didn't look at him, but just waved his hands. "Go back and copy the Book of Rites again."

"Yes." Responding in a low voice, Huangfu Hongguang heaved a sigh of relief.

Feeling depressed, Emperor Guangcheng stood up, "It's all over today." After speaking, he turned and walked out of the banquet. The palace maid held the palace lantern and walked forward to lead the way. Several eunuchs followed closely behind and saw each other off.

The rest of the concubines left one after another. The second prince, Huangfu Renhao, glanced at the queen, and the two looked at each other, before leaving one after another.

Huangfu Renhao walked out of the Imperial Garden for a while, and ordered the maids and eunuchs to go back first. He turned around with the palace lantern by himself. The dim light twisted and twisted all the way, passed several palaces, and finally entered Kunming. Ning Gong.

There were already people waiting in the Kunning Palace, seeing the second prince coming, took the palace lantern in his hand, and asked him to guard the door after entering to prevent anyone from approaching.