After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Yang Yanqing would never go to a place like an inn where there are too many people and not his own territory.

Not when he was a first-rank emperor master of the Zhenfu Division, and even less so when he was the owner of Heqi Villa.

Xiao Jinghe got out of the carriage first and saw the house in front of him. He was silent for a while and asked sincerely: "Is Heqi Villa very rich?"

"Well, it's richer than you imagined." Yang Yanqing raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the carriage with a slight smile, "It's enough to support two or three Jingbei troops."

Xiao Jinghe weighed it up, and when Yang Yanqing was about to get off the carriage, he leaned over very naturally, raised his hand to support Yang Yanqing's arm, then wrapped his arms around the man's slender but thin waist, and brought him down from the carriage, his tone mixed with With a hint of flattery: "Sir, get off the horse."

Yang Yanqing: "..."

Then, after listening to Dr. Gan muttering something to An Yi behind him, An Yi flicked his whip and drove the carriage directly away from the main entrance.

Yang Yanqing was made a little awkward by this man's supporting action, and wanted to pull his arm back but felt that this man went so far as to touch his hand from the edge of his robe into the inner fir.

Yang Yanqing's wrist moved slightly, and his wrist was clenched into a fist. The tip of the fist touched the Mingmen point on Xiao Jinghe's back and twisted forcefully. He smiled softly and lowered his voice: "What is the prince's hand doing?"

Xiao Jinghe withdrew his rebellious hand and wrapped Yang Yanqing's threatening fist against his lower back in his palm, and jokingly said as he walked into the courtyard with this man: "Mingmen point can't be twisted like this, sir, press it lightly and rub it slowly , Knead a few more times to have a big harvest."

"Whoever likes this kind of harvest that warms the kidneys and sharpens the waist will go for it." Yang Yanqing laughed and cursed, and then changed the topic, "The prince is actually not poor, he sits on a continent, has a mine inside, and now there are people who help run the shops Silver taels, the net worth savings will always increase."

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I looked at the account book, but Huaizhou's..." Xiao Jinghe followed Yang Yanqing's words, and when he said a certain person's name, he suddenly got stuck, almost biting his tongue.

The cold sweat on Xiao Jinghe's back suddenly covered his back densely, and he coughed dryly. From the corner of his eyes, the young man beside him was looking at him with his hands in his hands, and asked slowly, "What's wrong with Huaizhou? Continue Go on?"

It was as if nothing had been found.

"Ha, hahaha, I didn't look carefully when I came in just now! This yard is well built, with flowers, grass, water and trees, it's very unique! Haha!"

Yang Yanqing pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, turned his eyes around Xiao Jinghe's back, gave another chuckle, and continued walking into the yard with this man without saying anything.

Xiao Jinghe breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and convinced himself that Yang Yanqing must have not reacted just now, and must pester this person to think about other things in the past few days. It is best to be so tired that he can think about nothing to be the safest!

Although this mansion looks exquisite, it is not big. There is only one guest courtyard and one main courtyard. The main courtyard is not far from the front hall of the main entrance. As for whether it hurts or not, I felt more at ease when I heard Yang Yanqing's nonchalant answers.

Walking through the courtyard of the main courtyard, the small thoughts in Xiao Jinghe's heart were already the same as what he had read. The moment he was about to step into the door, he turned around and directly swayed with a fierce momentum of sword energy wrapped in the palm wind. Let him subconsciously take two steps back to avoid the attack, and when he turned his head again, the carved wooden door in front of him was mercilessly shut with a bang.

Xiao Jinghe's heart skipped a beat, he leaned on the door and carefully pushed it, and found that the door was directly locked from the inside, he could not help sticking to the door and whispering aggrieved: "...Mr.? I haven't gone in yet..."

There was a sneer from inside, followed by an extremely dangerous question: "My lord wants to come in? Have you thought about what to say to me?"

Xiao Jinghe: "..."

King Jingbei, who wanted to go in but didn't want to confess, circled back and forth twice in front of the door, but didn't dare to pat the carved wooden door in front of him again.

But you can't blame him!

Now thinking about the things he did when he lost his memory, Xiao Jinghe just wanted to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and bury him. In his memory, Yang Yanqing's vengeful appearance was so clear that he could draw a portrait vividly. He subconsciously pretended that he hadn't recovered. After fooling around on the first day, Xiao Jinghe embarked on a road of no return that could be concealed for a day.

He thought that he would be provoked by Yang Yanqing's various words, and he even thought about punishment, but he never expected that he would be reduced to the point where he couldn't even enter the door.

……

"Sir, would you like some fruit? It's all cut up, it's all what you like..."

"Sir, do you want some dinner? The kitchen cooks the most suitable food, even if you are angry with me, you have to eat..."

"Sir, do you want to have a taste of the little rabbit? Today's stuffing is a bit sweet, and it tastes better than before..."

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

By the door, by the window, wherever there is a gap, the sound of the man outside lowering his body to please can be heard, the buzzing sound is very hypnotic - Yang Yanqing, who was sleeping on the recliner, woke up and called He yawned, moved his ears, and raised his eyelids to look at the tile directly above that had been lifted.

He casually took a small wolf pen from the pen holder, and after turning it around twice in his hand, Yang Yanqing threw his hand at the tile that moved a little bit above it!

There was a muffled "Du" sound, and the little wolf hair directly pierced through the strong tile, and embedded it firmly on the tile.

The action of moving the tiles on the roof paused, and then the little wolf was pinched and pulled out from the tiles. A small hole was opened in the tiles, and the dark night outside could be vaguely seen.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

A few drops of water dripped down the small holes in the tiles to the floor of the inner room, soaking the blankets in the room, and a faint fragrance of plum blossom wine wafted out.

The man's voice floated down from above, coaxing and said: "This is the most famous wine in the city. I asked about it. It was plum blossom wine brewed last winter. It was fragrant in the streets and alleys in Kaifeng. Usually, people who didn't buy it in advance You can't even buy a pot...don't you want to try it, sir?"

The tip of Yang Yanqing's nose moved.

After sleeping in the room all afternoon, he was indeed a little hungry, but... what he couldn't resist was the smell of wine.

Among a hundred flowers, his love for red plums is not due to Ling Han's proud integrity, but Yang Yanqing simply thinks that red plums covered with white snow are beautiful all of a sudden.

Good-looking things and good-looking people have always been treated preferentially with him.

Yang Yanqing opened the window next to the lounge chair.

The people on the roof heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, and they appeared by the window in an instant with food boxes and wine jugs.

Yang Yanqing raised his hand against the man's shoulder to stop Xiao Jinghe from trying to come in through the window, and raised his chin slightly, signaling him to back away.

The smile on Xiao Jinghe's face collapsed, and he stood outside the window holding the food box pitifully, staring helplessly at the young man in the room whose face was flushed and his eyes were moist because he had just woken up.

Yang Yanqing lazily said: "When the food box comes in, the wine pot comes in, so people don't need it."

"...If people want to go in?" Xiao Jinghe asked tentatively.

Yang Yan asked indifferently, "Huh?"

The tall and tall man reluctantly opened the food box, and put the trays on the table by the window, just to get his hands in a few more times, but the young man inside had a firm heart, until Xiao Jinghe put the last pot The plum blossom wine was reluctantly placed on the table, and he slowly withdrew his hand, not seeing the young man get up and down from the reclining chair.

Xiao Jinghe originally wanted to lie on the edge of the window, but felt that the moon today was very beautiful, and wanted Yang Yanqing to eat two more bites and drink less wine under the moon: "Then... can I leave the window open?"

Let him look twice!

He hadn't seen Mr. for almost three hours!

This made Xiao Jinghe, who had been eating soft meals with Yang Yanqing since he lost his memory and had been sticking close to others, very, extremely, very, particularly unaccustomed, and missed the days before his memory was restored very much.

Yang Yanqing first poured a glass of wine and took a sip. The taste was indeed good. Although it was not as good as Gu Wenyong's brew, it was already considered a rare good wine in Zhou Kingdom, which is not good at production and brewing. He drank two more glasses in a row. Just started to move the chopsticks.

Xiao Jinghe was relieved when he saw Yang Yanqing started to eat. Although Yang Yanqing's body is not as frail as before, Xiao Jinghe has already become a habit after taking care of him for a year.

"What's the prince's plan?" Yang Yanqing asked suddenly, swallowing the green bamboo shoots in his mouth.

Xiao Jinghe knew what Yang Yanqing was asking, but he still didn't want to think about this question that he had been avoiding since he recovered his memory.

"Jiang Qing can suppress the current Jingbei Army." Xiao Jinghe leaned his back against the wall by the window and looked up at the bright moon hanging high.

Yang Yanqing poked the tofu in the bowl with his chopsticks, poked an eye, and said with a calm expression, "It's all for a while."

It's autumn, and soon Wen Yilang should also prepare to go to Beijing to participate in the Chunwei Exam. According to the arrangement left by Yang Yanqing, as long as Wen Yilang gets a title on the gold list, he will be assigned to the household department at that time. By then, Qingzhou Jiang Qing was really the only one left to hold on.

The position of governor of Qingzhou is vacant. The top general guarding Qingzhou must not only pay attention to border movements at all times, but more importantly, act as governor of Qingzhou and deal with the reports submitted by the counties of the prefecture.

To be honest, Jiang Qing's martial arts are not bad, and it's okay to suppress the frontier fortresses, but when it comes to handling the politics of a state, it's really not good enough.

People in the room looked at the full moon, and people outside the room looked at the same moon, but they were thinking about another person who looked up at the moon at this time.

separated by a wall.

Yang Yanqing lost his appetite after a few mouthfuls, stood up and lay down on the window edge, and asked the man next to him who dared not look at him: "Do you want me to go to Qingzhou?"

Xiao Jinghe's throat moved, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to."

"The jade bell will only ring if you knock it." Yang Yanqing smiled, "If you want me, you have to say it to get it."

"As long as you say it, you can get it?" Xiao Jinghe stared at Yang Yanqing's side face with sharp eyes, "Between me and the little emperor, Mr. has never chosen me, has he?"

Yang Yanqing lowered his eyes and moved his fingers slightly. He wanted to drink again: "...Yes."

With a little force on the hand holding the window lattice, Yang Yanqing broke off a piece of the solid window lattice with his bare hands, and slowly crushed the piece of wood in his hand, watching the dust slipping from between his fingers, and was blown over before it hit the ground The evening wind swept away and took it to an unknown distance.

Yang Yanqing finally turned his head to look at Xiao Jinghe.

If he went to Qingzhou, he would undoubtedly break the precarious balance he placed between Xiao Yun and Xiao Jinghe. It is already the most dangerous thing for a prefecture that is not under control to have a prince and general who is not under control. If Yang Yanqing He also went to Qingzhou. For Xiao Yun, Yang Yanqing, who was let out of the capital by him, was tantamount to betrayal, and Xiao Jinghe was also like a tiger with wings and no weaknesses. .

"I once told him to let you go back to Qingzhou. If you turn against me one day, I will kill you personally, and use the lives of both of you to offset his credulity back then."

"That's why he was willing to let me go to Qiongzhou at that time."

"No, it's not Qiongzhou." Yang Yanqing shook his head, sighing from the corner of his lips, "It was after the death of Princess Jingbei that I let you go back to Qingzhou."

"It's impossible for the emperor to recuperate in the Jingbei palace forever behind closed doors. Similarly, the king of Jingbei can't stay in the capital forever with a sick young man who doesn't know his life or death." Yang Yanqing twitched the corner of his mouth, "The emperor will die of illness after all. , after exhausting the little emperor's nostalgia for his teacher. At that time, the prince will be able to return to being the King of Jingbei in Qingzhou without restraint."

"What else did you arrange, Mister?" Xiao Jinghe's face was terribly cold at this time, and there was even a bit of sarcasm in his eyebrows, "Marry a wife and have children, or find another new love?"

Yang Yanqing turned his head to look up at the moon again, and said softly: "...anything is fine, as long as you like it."

The unspeakable silence is like pouring melted sugar juice on the two of them. It is obviously sweet and greasy, but it is scalding. The more sticky the love is poured, the more difficult it is to breathe.

Xiao Jinghe raised his hand and pressed the jade bell lying quietly in the skirt: "Then if the king wants Qingzhou, what about Yang Yanqing?"

At this time, Xiao Jinghe was rarely aggressive, his eyes were burning and bright, like a flame trying to melt ice in the dark.

"Will sir choose me?"

Suddenly there was a roar in the sky, and dark clouds quickly moved over to cover the bright and bright moon, and the wind passing through the corridor was a little bit colder.

There was another thunder, and the hazy spun yarn shrouded from the distant sky, weaving finely and densely to create a misty night.

Yang Yanqing raised his hand to catch the shattered strands of rain, and said in a low voice, "...it's raining."

Xiao Jinghe was still standing in the rain, he stared at Yang Yanqing without saying a word, and he was not moved by it at all.

The rain was falling, and the wind was blowing against the leaves in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

Suddenly, Yang Yanqing leaned half of his body out of the window as if he wanted to catch the unreachable moon in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he fell powerlessly towards the outside!

Xiao Jinghe's complexion changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to catch the person who fell out, but he was grabbed by the skirt of his clothes and forced him to lower his body.

In a whirlwind, Xiao Jinghe was dragged by Yang Yanqing's clothes and fell to sit under the window. The rain from the sky was falling densely. The person in his arms knelt between his legs, not caring about the drizzle's prying eyes. Rubbing, ambiguous warmth entwined and breathed between their noses.

Raindrops hung on the interlaced eyelashes of the two of them, converging into water droplets and winding down from the corners of their eyes.

He heard the man in his arms say softly——

"Kiss me, hug me, so that I can never think of another person in my eyes... I will be yours."

***

On the third day, the mansion that had just welcomed its owner had guests.

It's just that the guest who came straight to the door without a greeting card was wearing a black gauze hat, and his whole body was completely covered. Only a little girl with her head bowed carefully led the man out of the carriage by holding the hand of the guest, and then stepped forward. Knocked the door.

The door was quickly opened, and a dark-faced man appeared behind the door with...

Zhou Zhenzhen blinked her eyes, and stared dumbfounded at the man's black hair tied into a ponytail with a silver band, with two... apples on top of his head?

"What's wrong?" A voice as clear as ice came from the mouth of the man wrapped in black veil, without any emotion.

Zhou Zhenzhen rubbed her eyes vigorously, then another orange was thrown from nowhere, the man with the apple on her head quickly caught it, and carefully placed it on top of the apple.

After placing the oranges, Xiao Jinghe suddenly realized that someone had seen him: "..."

Zhou Zhenzhen doubted her eyes: "..."

"Is there a guest?" Qingyue's voice came out.

Zhou Zhenzhen hastily raised her voice, "Sir!"

The thin scholar came out. He seemed to be unwell, walking slowly with every step, with two unpeeled oranges coiled in his hands.

Yang Yanqing saw Zhou Zhenzhen and the person she was holding, and said with a smile, "Your guest is here, please come in."

Zhou Zhenzhen carefully led the people behind her to avoid Xiao Jinghe who was standing motionless by the gate with a dark face, shrunk her neck, and was relieved after approaching Yang Yanqing, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's wrong?"

The person wearing a black gauze hat, whose whole body was not exposed to the sun, turned his head slightly in the direction of Xiao Jinghe.

Yang Yanqing sneered when he heard the words: "I made a mistake and tried to get away with it, and then I didn't want to regret it, and it got worse, and I didn't know how to control it!" As he said, the two oranges that were originally coiled in his hand were like two yellow lightning bolts coming from two directions. Follow Xiao Jinghe and go straight away!

Xiao Jinghe's eyelids twitched, and he turned his footsteps to catch the two oranges back and forth steadily. He sighed in his heart that he didn't expect that the lightness skills he had practiced for many years would be of great use at this time.

If he had known it was such a punishment, he would rather not have his husband's understanding that "the majestic King Jingbei can't bend his knees, let alone kneel", compared to the trivial matter of kneeling an apple in front of his wife, such torture with a blunt knife grinding his flesh Only then can we train people better, okay?

Very carefully tossed the oranges and piled them on top of his head, Xiao Jinghe didn't even dare to vent his breath, he didn't care about whether he could keep his face from being seen by outsiders, he only cared about whether he could enter the house at night.

Where did Xiao Jinghe dare to tell the truth that night, it was obviously the fact that the husband asked for it first - Yang Yanqing, who just woke up today and recovered from his strength, had fire in his eyes. The house will turn into an orange and you won't be able to go to bed for three or four days!

"My lord and my husband have such a good relationship."

Xiao Jinghe didn't move, looking down at Zhou Zhenzhen who came out of the front hall again.

With her hands behind her back, Zhou Zhenzhen sensibly stood two steps away and did not approach Xiao Jinghe. At this time, there was no dirt on her face that covered her face. Her small face looked beautiful and charming, and she was indeed a beauty.

But what Xiao Jinghe thought of was not this, but...

He had seen this face before.

In the last life, in Huzhou.

In a daze, a gust of wind blew, and the orange that was originally stable above his head suddenly moved, and then rolled down and fell to the ground.

***

A slender and shiny hand stretched out from the layers of black gauze curtains, and took off the bamboo hat and put it aside.The man covered his eyes with black gauze, his face was pale and clear, his lips were almost bloodless, his smooth and smooth hair was loosely tied behind him, and only the ends of his hair were tied with golden hoops and hung casually at his waist.

"Huaiyu has met Master Yang." The Huafa man nodded slightly in Yang Yanqing's direction, as a courtesy.

Yang Yanqing didn't expect Zhou Guo's national teacher to be such a weak person. Without him, Yang Yanqing could clearly perceive with his martial arts that if he wanted to kill the person in front of him, it would be almost effortless.

"Don't dare to bother Mr. Yang, I am a dying person, and I won't live long." Huai Yu's bloodless lips curled up, and he said softly.

Yang Yanqing looked at Huaiyu, the eyes of the two seemed to be able to look at each other through the layer of black veil, but it seemed that it was just an illusion.

Huai Yu frowned: "The relationship between Master Yang and the prince is really enviable, but I don't know if His Majesty in Daqing is happy to see such a deep and deep entrustment?"

"Is it true that the eyes of the national teacher can't see?" Yang Yanqing asked without answering, with a calm tone.

Huai Yu's fingers beside the bamboo hat moved slightly, implying something: "This pair of eyes below really can't see everything that should exist in the world, the moon and the rising sun...but they can see the person sitting in front of me." Lord Yang, and the high-spirited Prince Jingbei outside."

"Oh? It's a great honor." Yang Yanqing can be said to be indifferent, "Other people say that the uniqueness is fate, but the two fates of the national teacher are mixed together, it is really embarrassing."

Huai Yu froze for a moment, and said with a blushing expression: "Master Yang misunderstood, I can see that the two of you are not related to each other, but because what these eyes see is an existence that does not belong to this world, you are, the prince is, That old Yan Ge from Daqing capital... also."

Yan Xiuyun?Sure enough, he has been to Zhou State!

Only then did Yang Yanqing feel a little moved, but he still didn't answer.

Huaiyu knew that these were not enough to knock on the door of cooperation, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Master Yang knows, does the prince have a death calamity?"

Yang Yanqing lowered his brows dangerously and displeased, and warned in a cold voice: "National teacher be careful!"

"I'm sorry, I was too impatient." Huai Yu apologized, retracting his arms on the table and putting them in front of him, clasped his hands and made a strange gesture, "Old Yan Ge wants the blood of the Zheng family Continuing, I want Lord Yang to disappear into this world, thinking that by doing so, the chaos can be rectified and everything will return to the right track."

"But on the right track, the prince is not enjoying the life of long-lived heirs. In this life, he is just advancing his fate."

"What do you want?" Yang Yan asked coldly, as if he had accepted the man's threat, "Zhou Guo's stable?"

"No." Huaiyu shook his head and said slowly, "I want to go to a place to enjoy death."

"...?" Yang Yanqing frowned.

"I was tied up in the state of Zhou, and I couldn't do anything that would harm the lifeline of the state of Zhou. I don't like it here, but as long as the state of Zhou is not destroyed, I will never die, and I will never leave." The corners of Huaiyu's lips rose slightly , "I can see countless possibilities in the future, and the best and most desirable one can only be achieved by Mr. Yang."

"Do you have a mountain villa? It looks very beautiful there... I don't know, can you leave a small yard for me? It's best not to be exposed to the sun."

The author has something to say:

Yang Yanqing: Why is this person talking about it?

Xiao Jinghe: ...it's over, the orange has fallen... TAT baby, open the door

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The emperor was tempted before, but he didn't know that at that time, he actually left a retreat for the prince. He felt that he was only greedy, and he should be fooling around. He was never curious about the prince's affairs. He was really ready to eat and run away. Road... (Come out to fool people, always have to pay back.gif)

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of Qinshu Yuming;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Please eat peaches and pineapples, how about 4 bottles; 3 bottles for guests;

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