Meng Dong

Meng Dong had a dream. In the dream, he seemed to return to the time when he was very young. In a magnificent house, he ran around and played carefree. Of course, occasionally, he also reluctantly sat on the desk One day ago, he heard a blurred-faced gentleman say something he couldn't understand at all, so he gradually learned to read and write, and also learned to play chess and draw.Although he has occasional worries, he is always carefree.

Until one night later, he was woken up by thick smoke in his sleep, and found himself trapped in a sea of ​​fire. There was a hustle and bustle outside, and people were running around, fleeing for their lives, fighting the fire, but no one seemed to remember his past. Existence, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't find a way out, so he could only hide under the book case, but his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Later, a big rough hand dragged him out from under the desk where he was hiding, and he followed the owner of that hand to escape from the flames.

That night, the flames blazed into the sky, and everything in his past was wiped out. He stared blankly at the ruins in front of him, only a hoarse voice kept echoing in his ears: "Take a last look at this place, and think about what you originally had." Everything, one day you will come back here and take back everything that person owes you."

Meng Dong wanted to ask that voice to stop, and wanted to tell her that even though he had paid countless prices, he was about to make it, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound, and that hoarse voice repeated countless times. After a few times, it gradually disappeared.

"Meng Dong, Meng Dong," a gentle voice sounded in his ears. Meng Dong looked around in a daze, seeing the darkness in front of him. He wanted to find the owner of the voice, but he was stuck in place, unable to move or speak. He could hear the voice fading away, and watch that person slowly walk away from his eyes.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and he is the only one left after all.

"Meng Dong, wake up," Yan Hong stretched out his hand to catch the little thing that tried to run away as soon as he saw him, and turned around to find that Meng Dong was still asleep, his eyes were closed, and his face looked quite painful, as if he was going through a Something that made me unhappy, the long eyelashes trembled unceasingly, and it seemed that tears would roll out in the next moment, looking very pitiful.

Yan Hong looked at his sleeping face, shook his head slightly, sat down next to him, picked up the person who had been asleep on the ground for an unknown amount of time, let him lean into his arms, and put the person in his palm The desperately struggling little thing was stuffed into his arms, and then he gently touched Meng Dong's face with his free hand, his movements were very gentle, but the words he said were completely opposite: "If you delay my king's return home for dinner, I can only throw you into the lotus pond to sober up."

Meng Dong, who was in his sleep, finally reacted, he instinctively grasped the restless hand, and clenched it tightly as if grabbing some life-saving straw.Yan Hong was surprised that he could still have such great strength in his sleep, he looked down at his hands, and called softly: "Meng Dong, wake up, I'm here to take you home."

Meng Dong's eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened. His eyes were slack, and they converged on Yan Hong bit by bit. He held Yan Hong's hand a little harder, stared at Yan Hong for a while, and suddenly woke up. General let go of his hand, looked down at the rabbit huddled in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Why did I fall asleep?"

"How does this king know?" Yan Hong raised his hand to remove the leaves of grass sticking to his hair, and said with a smile, "I thought you had something important to do when you came back here. If I had known earlier, I would have slept, and it would be better to leave you behind. In the mansion, at least there is a bed to sleep in." He rubbed Meng Dong's ears very naturally as he spoke, "Little poor boy, how long have you lived in the palace, Qiwu coffin doesn't even have a bed I left it for you?"

In fact, Meng Dong really did a lot of important things this day, especially after reading the secret letter... Even if there is a comfortable bed in the Nanjun Prince's Mansion, he can only do these things when he returns to the Qiwu Pavilion .Of course, these are inexplicable.He touched his ears uncomfortably, coughed lightly, and looked normal, but the red tips of his ears still revealed his emotions at the moment: "It's very hot, I wanted to enjoy the coolness under the shade of this tree." , Let this little thing play by itself, maybe it's too cool by the lotus pond, I can't help but fell asleep."

Yan Hong smiled slightly: "It's also possible that it was because I was angry with the king last night and stayed in the garden until late, so I didn't sleep well?"

Only then did Meng Dong recall the chess game with this man the day before.After this period of time, he gradually discovered that he was no match for Yan Hong at all in terms of chess skills. The games he was able to win at the beginning were deliberately played by this man. Not only could this man easily win chess, he could even guess every move of Meng Dong. Luozi, no matter how you look at playing chess now, it looks like this person deliberately teased him to play. The key is that even so, Meng Dong still failed to win another game, which really made him extremely annoyed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Yan Hong again, hugged the sleeping hare in his arms, and got up from the ground: "Isn't the prince rushing back to the house for dinner, I dare not delay your time. Throw it into the lotus pond."

Yan Hong sat crookedly on the ground, looked up at Meng Dong with his eyebrows bent, and then stretched out a hand towards him, looking at Meng Dong without blinking.

Meng Dong couldn't help but look into those eyes, held the hand as if being bewitched, and pulled Yan Hong up. With a smile on his lips, Yan Hong wrapped his hand around Meng Dong's shoulder and looked around. : "No wonder you fell asleep here. Only now does this king realize that this is the place where you and I first met that day, where you were fishing in the rainstorm."

"Huh?" Meng Dong subconsciously raised his head to meet Yan Hong's eyes, and also remembered what he did to attract Yan Hong's attention that day, all the experiences he had after entering the palace, and the various times he spent with this person——Obviously What happened a month ago felt like it had happened a long time ago.

It may also be because the person in front of him feels like he has known him for a long time.

"I have to say, this place is a good place." Yan Hong looked down at the withered lotus in the pond, "Although it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time, it is still very meaningful to this king. It should be wasted."

Meng Dong tilted his head and looked at Yan Hong, but didn't understand the meaning of his words. Yan Hong didn't seem to want to explain to him, but stood in front of him directly, taking advantage of his height to look down at Meng Dong: "Close your eyes."

"what?"

Yan Hong didn't answer, but directly stretched out his hand to cover Meng Dong's eyes. The next moment, Meng Dong felt something soft land on his lips. First he touched it gently, then carefully tested it, and then slowly pried him open. Jaws, to explore deeper.

During this period of time, the two have been sleeping together on the same bed, and have had many intimate contacts. Even in the garden earlier, Meng Dong also offered a close kiss, but it was different from this moment.

Meng Dong had never experienced this feeling before, as if all his consciousness had been pulled away, he forgot who he was and what he was doing just now.His eyes were covered, and all his senses could only focus on the man in front of him. He could feel the man attacking the city in his mouth, feel Yan Hong's undisguised desire, and little by little There is a passion between the two.

Unfamiliar but unbearable to sink.

It was a long kiss, so long that when Meng Dong had forgotten Jin Xi He Xi, Yan Hongcai finally let him go, and put down his hands covering Meng Dong's eyes.

Meng Dong slowly opened his eyes, Yan Hong's tall figure was reflected in his eyes, the other person's face did not have the usual teasing and cynical, one hand was still on Meng Dong's shoulder, as if he was trying to endure something, he squeezed it hard, Then let go slowly.

Meng Dong's eyes had a faint glint of water, and his lips were even more red than before. His whole expression looked a bit dazed, and there was also the confusion left after the kiss.He looked at Yan Hong motionlessly, and felt that he should say something, pretending not to care about what happened just now, but his mind was already in a mess, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his finger and gently wiped the corner of his lips, a different emotion flashed in his eyes, and finally he just leaned close to his ear and said slowly: "Anyway, Qiqi The 49th day is coming soon, my own people, you don’t mind asking for sweets first, do you?”

Meng Dong didn't know what to say at this moment, Yuxi finally just lowered his head and rubbed the hare that was still sleeping peacefully in his arms, and said softly: "It's getting late, my lord, it's time for us to go home."

On the carriage back home, Meng Dong was very quiet all the time, but his heart was full of turmoil. He sat in a corner by himself, with his head lowered and playing with the hare in his arms. He looked very focused, but he refused to take a look at Yan Hong .

He looks very shy, but only he knows what kind of emotions are surging in his heart.

Especially after today... He read the secret letter, solved the doubts that were entangled in his heart, and made a new layout and arrangement. He knew that he was almost done. end it all more quickly.

But he didn't feel relaxed at all, only feeling physically and mentally exhausted, resting in the garden but being haunted by old nightmares.

Meng Dong has not had that dream for many years. In order to better conceal his identity, he deliberately forgot many things, including the carefree past and the fire that made him lose everything .He hid all these in the depths of his memory, but today they came out on their own initiative.

Meng Dong thought, it must be that they sensed his fragility and vacillation, and it was the things he had lost that came out to remind him to firmly remember what he was going to do without any hesitation.

What he had to do was the most important thing, and it was worth paying for it—including this person beside him.

Meng Dong let out a mocking sneer from the bottom of his heart, when did this person next to him belong to him?

"Meng Dong." Yan Hong looked away from the outside of the car, glanced at the person who was huddled in the corner not knowing what to think, and suddenly spoke.

"What?" Meng Dong's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He raised his head subconsciously, met a pair of smiling eyes, and belatedly realized that this person was calling his name. He couldn't help but think of the time when he was asleep in the afternoon. , this person also slowly called his name like this.

Except for the day when they met each other, Meng Dong never heard his name from this person again. At that time, when the person pronounced these two words, he still had a bit of playfulness and refinement, but today, Meng Dong felt endless Gentle, he couldn't help raising his hand to gently cover his left chest, as if this would calm him down.

Yan Hong lightly tapped the wall of the carriage with his fingers, and he sat very sluggishly. As the carriage swayed slowly, his voice was extraordinarily lazy, as if chatting: "You have been in the mansion for more than a month."

Meng Dong raised his spirits and smiled at Yan Hong: "Why, the lord has had enough of me now? Do you want to change to someone younger and more sensible?"

"What's the point of being young and sensible? Is there anyone in the entire Jiangling city who is more beautiful than you?" Yan Hong turned his head and glanced at him, "I just suddenly felt that the way I am now is pretty good, and I just felt a little bit emotional."

Meng Dong hooked his lips: "I thought the lord was tired of me, and wanted to send me away with some silver taels like before."

"How are you like those people? People who come out of Qiwu Pavilion probably need silver taels the most. Didn't you come to this king for other things?" Yan Hong looked at Meng Dong with burning eyes, and said softly.

Meng Dong's expression froze for a moment, he almost thought that he had been seen through by Yan Hong's gaze, but then he remembered that this was what he said when he entered the palace that day, and immediately nodded: "Yes, the whole In Jiangling City, only Gao Zhier, the prince, can make me feel comfortable."

"Since the stay is comfortable, you don't need to change places, right?" Yan Hong met Meng Dong's astonished gaze and continued, "You are different from those people before. In my hands, I can keep them as long as I want to keep them by my side, but you..."

While talking, Yan Hong held Meng Dong's hand gently: "Although you came to my mansion voluntarily at the beginning, who knows if you have changed your mind and want to leave now, so I can only ask Your opinion. If you are willing to stay by my side all the time, I don't need to bother to find someone else to come back. This palace is not too big, I think it is enough to have you alone. "

Meng Dong stared blankly at Yan Hong, and suddenly laughed: "When I first entered the mansion, I said that it was my blessing to stay by the prince's side. I have suffered a lot since I was a child, and it is rare for someone to protect me, so how can I be willing to leave? ?”

Yan Hong put his arms around his shoulders and leaned his head on it: "Then it's settled. If you go back on your word one day in the future, this king will turn his back on you."

Meng Dong closed his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on his lips: "How can I be willing?"

When the carriage stopped in front of the palace, Yan Hong seemed to have fallen asleep leaning on Meng Dong's shoulder. Meng Dong maintained a sitting posture, for fear of disturbing this man's lucid dream.He looked sideways slightly, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of this man, couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his lips, a bitter smile slowly emerged from his lips.

It would be fine if he was just Meng Dong, he had no other purpose, but simply wanted to climb the high branch of Nanjun Palace.Or, he grew up slowly according to the original track, and became a carefree young man. One day, he met the handsome Nanjun King, fell in love at first sight, and stayed together.

However, if he was really that carefree young man, he would not come to Jiangling City, and his life trajectory would not have any intersection with Yan Hong's.

In fact, that's fine, at least he won't be as uncomfortable as he is now.

The person sleeping peacefully on his shoulders suddenly moved, and Yan Hong slowly sat up straight, lifted the curtain of the car to take a look, turned his head to look at Meng Dong who was rubbing his shoulders, and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you wake me up when we arrived?"

"I don't know what the lord has done today. He looks tired, so naturally he can't bear to call you." Meng Dong stretched his arms, lifted the curtain and got out of the car, "Anyway, the lord missed dinner, so there is no reason to call you." Shall I throw it into the lotus pond?"

"You really are..." Yan Hong chased down the carriage with a smile, took the hare out of his arms, and handed it to the young man who came up to meet him. He took Meng Dong's shoulder and pressed it for him. Said: "There is nothing important to do in the army today, but later some generals insisted on dragging me to talk about military affairs. Beiliang across the river seems to be not very peaceful recently. Naturally, I dare not fall asleep with General Gao around. , insisted to come out and rushed to pick you back home, just now I felt tired and fell asleep before I knew it."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm not as capable as you. I can sleep anywhere. Recently, I can only sleep peacefully by your side."

Meng Dong couldn't help but look sideways. Yan Hong was so unpredictable that Meng Dong often couldn't distinguish whether what he said was a joke or from the heart.

However, it doesn't really matter.After all, so what if it comes from the heart?

The corners of Meng Dong's lips raised into a smile: "Didn't the prince sleep beside me every day recently?"

"That's right," Yan Hong said with a smile, "that's why I have been sleeping extraordinarily peacefully lately."

The two of them entered the mansion all the way while talking, and walked towards the attic.

Recently, Yan Hong seems to have forgotten that he still has a yard, and stays in Meng Dong's small attic every day, thinking about it very much.Even the servants around him moved here, and this not-so-big attic has become the busiest place in the entire palace.

With Qingming around, everything can be handled in an orderly manner. When the two of them entered the door and changed their clothes, Qingming had already brought in the dinner.After getting along for a period of time, Qingming can not only take good care of her prince, but also gradually figure out Meng Dong's preferences. Therefore, although there is no prior order, this dinner can make two people with very different tastes feel happy. All satisfied.

After dinner, Yan Hong would drink tea as usual, and with Qingming, there was no need to worry about using the wrong tea set.Qingming served tea for him, stood beside him and whispered: "My lord, in two months it will be the birthday of the present majesty. According to the custom of previous years, the army will prepare congratulatory gifts for the army, and our palace will also be alone. Make a copy."

Yan Hong raised his eyelids, lowered his head and gently sniffed the tea in his hand: "How to prepare in previous years, this year just follow the usual practice."

"In the past, it was prepared by the old lady. You also know that gifts like gifts can't be the same every year." Qing Ming said softly, "Especially for that one who is particularly prone to paranoid, this gift must be very decent."

"Decent?" Yan Hong chuckled lightly, "If I really do something decent, that one should be more considerate?" He took a sip of tea lightly, "Then let people follow the congratulatory gift from last year." , just send it over twice, and my uncle won't care if he thinks about it."

Maybe it was because he spent too much energy during the day. After dinner, Meng Dong has been leaning sleepily by the soft couch, listening to the two talking without saying a word. The little rabbit came to play with him, but he just stretched out his hand and teased him a few times casually.

Yan Hong drank half a cup of tea before saying to Qing Ming who was at the side, "Hurry up and take this little guy out to play for a while, so he won't pee on my couch again later."

Qing Ming immediately stepped forward and carried out the little thing that was spinning around Meng Dong's legs, leaving only two people in the room.Yan Hong put down the teacup in his hand, leaned over and lay directly on Meng Dong's lap, looking up at his face: "What are you thinking, you don't even bother to talk to your little one?"

Meng Dong lowered his eyes to look at him, and showed a slight smile for a long time: "Maybe I'm a little tired and can't cheer up."

Yan Hong was in the lying position, and gently touched Meng Dong's forehead with the back of his hand: "Did you suffer from heatstroke while sleeping by the lotus pond during the day? Last time you were like that..."

Meng Dong covered Yan Hong's lips with his hand, and interrupted his next words: "I'm in good health, I don't have heatstroke, and I don't need to trouble Master Qingxin anymore."

Yan Hong blinked, and took his hand away: "I know you are just afraid of taking medicine. In fact, Qingxin can also make pills, otherwise I will ask him to make pills and send them to you next time."

Meng Dong finally had an expression on his face, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and then he glanced at Yan Hong's lower body almost subconsciously, and shook his head lightly: "Although the medicinal juice is bitter, it still has an effect. Just forget about the pills prescribed by the Taoist priest, I think he may not be good at it, you, my lord, should be clear about this, right?"

Yan Hong held his hand in his palm and played with it: "Whether you are good at this way or not, you will know when the 49 days are up." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Look at your listless look, otherwise I will ask Qingming to bring the chessboard , shall we have another game?"

Meng Dong felt that he might never want to play chess with Yan Hong again in his life. He shook his head lightly, took his fingers out of Yan Hong's hand, and looked down into his eyes: "I'm just very tired and don't want to think about anything. Do it, if your lord wants to do something, how about taking a nap with me?"

"As I said, I will never refuse invitations from beauties to share the bed." Yan Hong sat up, lay down again with his arms around Meng Dong, pressed a kiss on his forehead, and said softly, "Sleep, I'll be with you. "

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I was a little sleepy when writing this chapter, so I will fix the details later, but now I am in a hurry to go out, so I can only update it first.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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