After I died, the sickly prince turned black

This time You Ziqing really wronged Zhao Zhen.

Said to take him up the mountain to see Xingzi, it really is to see Xingzi.When the crescent moon poked out of the clouds, the sporadic twinkling stars gradually covered the sky.

But what shines brighter than the stars are the fireflies all over the sky.

Zhao Zhen hung the wind lamp of death on the eaves of the pavilion, and then pulled You Ziqing to sit down on the bench.

"On the way back to Beijing from Zhao County, I saw that you seem to like this little thing very much, so I asked someone to get some here." Zhao Zhen raised his head: "Look, Xingzi has also come out."

You Ziqing didn't look up, but turned to look at Zhao Zhen in a daze, and suddenly his nose felt sore.When Zhao Zhen looked over, he hurriedly turned his head away.

"Looking at me?" Zhao Zhen raised his hand and pinched the back of You Ziqing's neck.

"Does my man still need to take a peek?" You Ziqing looked back and said with a smile, "I'm looking at it openly."

"Yes." Zhao Zhen squeezed You Ziqing's chin: "My man, he can see whatever he wants."

You Ziqing: "..."

"Shall I dance the sword for you?" Zhao Zhen suddenly suggested.

You Ziqing looked around: "Can you dance well?"

Zhao Zhen's response was, he drew out his soft sword, and went out of the pavilion to dance.Leaping and moving, swords and shadows twirling flowers, the graceful posture of people at the end.

You Ziqing was unconsciously dazed, seeing a sword dance, suddenly had a thought, broke a section of dry branch and rushed over.

Gan Zhi raised the blade straight, but was avoided by Zhao Zhen, and the two immediately fought together.

The dead branches in You Ziqing's hands are like arrows, the combination of rigidity and softness is full of fierceness, and it actually gives off the feeling of sword, light and sword.If it weren't for the lack of physical strength, the two of them could be said to be evenly matched with this skill alone.

"It can't be done." You Ziqing retreated and threw himself into Zhao Zhen's arms: "This body... is far from before."

"Go in and rest for a while." Zhao Zhen put his arms around You Ziqing's shoulders: "You said you can't sit still, but suddenly rushed out like that, what if you hurt yourself?"

"Are you itchy?" You Ziqing wiped his sweat with his hand.

"Let's go back after a while." Zhao Zhen helped You Ziqing back to the pavilion and sat down, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

You Ziqing grabbed Zhao Zhen's hand: "Are you really here to see the night scene?"

"Huh?" Zhao Zhen's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his eyebrows.

"If Your Highness wants to..." You Ziqing turned his gaze away: "It's not impossible, the secluded mountains and plains will make this trip worthwhile."

"You." Zhao Zhen laughed: "I didn't know who was the one who was so angry that he ignored people."

You Ziqing wanted to speak, but Zhao Zhen covered his mouth.

"Don't recruit me." Zhao Zhen said helplessly, "If you can't stand it for a while, you should blame me again."

You Ziqing: "..."

Really... It doesn't hurt much, but it's extremely insulting.

Well, it seems that he really thinks too much.

The two stayed on the mountain until the fog started to rise before leaving. On the way down the mountain, You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhen and always felt that he was too quiet.

"Why does Your Highness insist on taking me up the mountain tonight?" You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhen beside him, and took the initiative to break the tranquility.

"Because, today is the day when the two of us accept the recruitment." Zhao Zhen took You Ziqing's hand, his eyes were wet and red: "When I opened my eyes and came back, I hated you to the bone. It was an endless fight, but when you appeared in front of me again, I only had one thought, which was to possess you."

You Ziqing paused, but didn't turn his head, just silently followed Zhao Zhen's footsteps step by step down.

"But it was only then that I realized that I was far more greedy than I thought." Zhao Zhen pulled You Ziqing to stop: "Ziqing, thank you, thank you for being willing to empty your heart, thank you for being willing I'm glad you accepted me."

So, I can't wait to pick the stars for you, what are some fireflies?

I just hope that on this special day, I will do my best to make it extraordinary.

Before the words were finished, You Ziqing already understood what he meant.

For a moment, I felt a lot of emotions in my heart, and I just wanted to hug this fool who was obviously happy but was already crying.

"Brother Zhen." You Ziqing sighed, and stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Zhen: "It's just that you are recruited and hired, so why don't you go crazy when you get married?"

Zhao Zhen buried his face in You Ziqing's shoulder, hugged him tightly and did not speak.

It's just that his body was tense and his breath was heavy. Even though he gritted his teeth and tried to hold back, tears still wet the cloth on You Ziqing's shoulders.

"Why do you cry so much?" You Ziqing pushed Zhao Zhen away, raised his hand to touch his face, and it was really wet: "You, crying makes my heart ache."

You Ziqing pinched his chin, leaned over, and kissed away the tears on his face bit by bit.

After a long time, Zhao Zhen calmed down under You Ziqing's comfort.

You Ziqing touched his swollen eyelids and sighed, "Go back?"

"En." Zhao Zhen clenched his hand, replied with a strong nasal voice, and pulled him down the mountain.

The two returned to the foot of the mountain, and before returning to the main house, they saw Hu Changxing hastily greeted them, they couldn't help but look at each other, their hearts skipped a beat.

"What happened?" Zhao Zhen asked with a frown.

"Your Highness..." Hu Chang glanced at You Ziqing: "There is news from the imperial mausoleum that the sixth prince has died suddenly."

Zhao Ji's death is not a pity, there must be something else wrong with Hu Chang being so anxious.

really--

Chang Hu suppressed his voice and said, "Not one of us."

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is someone coming from the palace?"

"Yes." Hu Chang replied.

"Who is here?" Zhao Zhen asked as he walked.

"Master Mu, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and Mr. Zhang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment." Hu Chang's tone was a little dignified.

Zhao Zhen didn't react after hearing this, but turned to look at You Ziqing who was thinking.

"Let's have a look before we talk." You Ziqing said, "Where is the man?"

"I've been waiting in the main house for a while." Hu Chang responded.

You Ziqing looked at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen squeezed his hand: "Let's go."

Soon after returning to the main house, from a distance, I saw Rong Sheng rubbing his hands anxiously, walking back and forth, and saw Zhao Zhen's heart relaxed, so he greeted him.

"Your Highness..."

"It's nothing, what should I do?" Zhao Zhen interrupted Rong Sheng, and without stopping, he took You Ziqing across the threshold and entered the gate.

Rong Sheng was still a little uneasy.

Hu Chang patted him on the shoulder: "What did your Highness say, what do you do? Why panic? The sky hasn't fallen."

Rong Sheng stabilized his mind: "The sixth prince has long been demoted to a commoner, and he is already a sinner. If he is gone, he will be gone. Why are you so laborious?"

"What do you know?" Hu Chang reprimanded: "Being demoted to a commoner is also a prince, and the person in charge of escorting him is arranged by His Highness. If something like this happens, it is inevitable that you will ask questions."

Only then did Rong Sheng feel relieved, seeing that Hu Chang had already entered the door, he didn't follow, turned and left.

Zhao Zhen let go of You Ziqing's hand after entering the door, raised his eyebrows at the two people waiting there, and strode over.

"The king and Ziqing went to the mountain and kept you waiting for a long time." Having said that, Zhao Zhen took You Ziqing with him, and Dama Jindao sat down in the main seat.

Mu and Zhang had already stood up at this time, and bowed their hands to Zhao Zhen one after another.

"I have seen His Highness King Ning." Dali Temple Shaoqing Mu Zhongchang said: "The two of us did not intend to disturb His Highness, but the sixth prince died suddenly on the way to the imperial mausoleum. Don't be surprised, Your Highness."

"Since it is the emperor's order, why does the king have to blame?" Zhao Zhen picked up the teacup and put it down, turned to look at You Ziqing: "You are not in good health, so don't stay here, go back to sleep first."

Mu and Zhang looked at each other.

You Ziqing didn't care what the two men's reactions were, since Zhao Zhen said so, he stood up.

"Then I'm going." After saying that, he turned around and left.

As soon as he left, Zhao Zhen's originally gentle face turned cold.

Mu and Zhang clearly felt that Zhao Zhen not only turned cold, but also changed his aura.