three feet away from me

After staying in the palace for two days, Xiaotuanzi is full of energy, and the queen is much better too? With a ruddy complexion, she hugged and teased her little son. Du Yuansou was personally adding charcoal to the charcoal stove, and Du Xingqing was leaning on the door with both hands? See? After a while, the family of three turned around and left.

Du Xingqing rode his horse against the wind and frost, and rushed to the cabin where he and Wen Xucong lived in the mountains all night. It was dark at night, but he didn't go into the house to rest. He put the horse aside without the rein, and let it run.

"Things without conscience." The horse disappeared into the night in an instant. Du Xingqing cursed with a smile, not in a hurry, he straightened his clothes, and sat down next to the small dirt bag with two wild flowers on the ground .

He rested his head on the tree trunk, as if a wanderer had returned home, and sighed comfortably.

"I came to see you. I wanted to bring you wine." His slender fingers brushed against the delicate petals of wild flowers. Du Xingqing looked up at the boundless moonlight: "but it's mother You gave birth to a younger brother, and I was in a hurry to see him? You, you don’t have time to buy wine.”

Du Xingqing rode a bumpy ride all the way, but he didn't feel hot. So he would sit under a tree, and when the cold wind blew, he felt a little cold. The cloak was next to him, and Du Xingqing didn't want to wear it.

He rested one hand on the small soil bag, the colder it was, the more relieved he felt.

colder? ok!Du Xingqing closed his eyes, and the chill flowed down the pores to his limbs. After a while, his eyelashes were covered with a layer of white frost. If it was colder, he would not have to think about other solutions.

"After my mother was pregnant, I was still worried," Du Xingqing said softly in the cold wind, "What should I do if the baby is not a boy? Now that all internal and external troubles are gone, I finally hope that my mother will have a child." , if the first child is a girl, where can I find time to wait for her to conceive another one?"

The bright moon was bright and clear, as if punishing him for his stupid words. Du Xingqing's lips turned pale. He moved his hands and fingers, but found that they were so stiff that it was difficult to move them.

The former young master suddenly felt a little tired of this cold winter, not to mention uncomfortable, what if he suffered all night and was still alive?

"Anyway, the world is peaceful now, and it's none of my business." Du Xingqing rubbed his face, his body became a little more energetic because of this movement, and his body became less stiff. The dagger, the blade reflected the moonlight, and the cold light said: "Then I will come to accompany you."

Du Xingqing's eyes were indifferent, more like he got his wish for tranquility, this was not a whim, this was something he had been thinking about and planning all along.

Wen Xucong wanted to leave, but he couldn't keep him. Du Xingqing asked him to leave first, and he was going to find him after he had dealt with all the affairs behind him.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. I don't know if you miss me." Du Xingqing held the dagger, facing the air, and told the moon in the sky, "Anyway, I miss you a lot."

The night wind blew harder, the dagger pierced the skin, and bright red blood beads oozed out one by one, falling into the soil under his feet, as if he didn't feel the pain, Du Xingqing hit it a little harder.

The blood splashed out more violently, and Du Xingqing held the knife, but laughed harder. He heard that the road was dark, and he didn't know if Xu Cong was afraid of walking, but it didn't matter, he could see it right away. ? Meet him, hold his hand?, and walk across the bridge with him.

Du Xingqing's consciousness was slackened, and the temperature in his body was gradually losing. Du Xingqing clenched the handle of the knife tightly, ready to cut it straight down.

The hand waving the knife stopped in the air, and Du Xingqing felt that someone grabbed his hand. At this moment, he couldn't see clearly, but he squinted and saw a white... colored silhouettes.

There was no knife to scratch the wound, and the blood on the wrist stopped quickly. Du Xingqing shook his head, and after a while, he looked to the side with a clear vision.

The young man in the white robe and green shirt was handsome and handsome, with a slight reproach in his always frosty eyes: "How could you, how could you demean yourself like this?"

When Du Xingqing saw the figure clearly, he trembled suddenly, the dagger fell to the ground and sank into the soil. The person he was thinking about was right in front of his eyes, and his voice was trembling: "Xu Cong?"

Wen Xucong was still the same as Du Xingqing remembered? He touched Du Xingqing's face, with sorrow in his brows, the young master sighed: "Why do you want to die too?"

Du Xingqing shed tears in a daze: "I..."

Du Xingqing wanted to say that I miss you very much. For so many years, I have never dreamed of you once. Du Xingqing wanted to say a lot, but when he saw that person's face, he choked up again, saying nothing. Can't tell.

"Don't cry," Wen Xucong sighed softly in his ear, "I'm always by your side, don't do such stupid things."

Du Xingqing raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Aren't you leaving?"

Wen Xucong lowered her head and pressed against his forehead: "I'm not leaving, I'll stay with you."

The wind was still blowing, and the branches and leaves on the tree were covered with frost. Du Xingqing looked at the man, his heart was so warm, he tore off the inner lining with his backhand, and wrapped the wound neatly. He looked at the boy and smiled. : "Then I will listen to you."

Wen Xu smiled, nodded slightly, and leaned his head on Du Xingqing's arms in the bright moon breeze.

Since then, Du Xingqing has added a little son who is invisible to others and who is intimate with him.

Because he had a big fight with Du Yuansou for not marrying a wife, Du Xingqing kicked over the chair in the study, and Wen Xu shook his hand: "Don't be angry."

The battle on the front line is tight. Du Xingqing's tent is brightly lit. He looks at the map and worries. Wen Xu smoothes the wrinkles between his brows: "Don't worry, there will be a solution."

Jiangnan was misty and rainy, Du Xingqing was holding an umbrella, Wen Xucong walked beside him, tugging at his sleeves: "Go and see? See? Xinghua."

Du Xingqing was greedy for a while, and his headache was about to split from drinking. Wen Xucong supported him, frowned and said, "I drank so much wine again!" Du Xingqing wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his head on his neck and smiled secretly: "Xu Cong, it's good that you're here."

Du Xingqing felt that Wen Xucong was very trustworthy, so he said he would not leave, so he really stayed by his side for 30 years? Until Yunjuan Yunshu.

The wind was very clear that day, and the sky was very blue. Du Xingqing sat under the tree and took a nap. The apricot blossoms all over the branches left mottled light and shadow on his body. His eyelids were heavy and he suddenly felt very tired.

He tilted his head and slept very peacefully. He was still holding his little son's hand tightly in his hand, not daring to let go. His thoughts returned to the time when they were both young.

As a young master, he went hunting with Du Yuansou in the mountains, and met the little prince who was being made difficult by the fifth prince, and the two of them accidentally fell under the apricot tree.

Du Xingqing held the young master's head on his hands, and was dazzled by the young master with red lips and white teeth: "Xu Cong, can I kiss you?"

"can."

The boy? He turned his head and gave him a slight smile.

The author has something to say: I am also reluctant to leave the young master. Regarding what happened after the young master, the wise see the wisdom, and the benevolent see benevolence.Well, you think it’s fine for the little prince’s soul to accompany Du Xingqing, it’s fine for Du Xingqing to imagine it, how happy you are, what you think, that’s what (●°u°●)” Actually, I originally thought I'm working on their modern chapter, but I'm a little tired, the ancient chapter of the young master and the young master is over, see you tomorrow, have a nice weekend! (I will accompany my roommate to donate blood tomorrow, what are you doing?)