It's hard to seal a fool

"That's why you asked the sage for a seven-rank guard with a knife, not an eunuch." Song Qingming woke up the next day and patted his heart, "Why didn't you say it earlier, you scared me to death."

The corners of Zhao Xi's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't bear to look at him again.

He Qing brought the hangover soup with a bitter face, what happened to the eunuch, he and Haiyan are both eunuchs, did they say anything?

"By the way, your names are Haiyan and Heqing?" Song Qingming took Tang Lai and looked at the two of them, "Haiyan Heqing, the world is peaceful. The prince really knows how to choose names."

"We didn't call it this name before, but the master changed it for us after returning to the palace that year." He Qing replied.

That year, which year?Song Qingming was taken aback, "It couldn't be when he was 13 years old."

"Wow how do you know."

Song Qingming silently turned his head to look at Zhao Xi. Didn't he deliberately choose "Haiyan Heqing" to ridicule because the "hopeful of getting rich" he used was too vulgar?One is simply falling into the eyes of money, and the other is the meaning of peace in the world.

"Cough." Zhao Xi received his gaze and coughed lightly.

"By the way, how did the sage grant your request?"

"It's all about Chen Ming's truth." Zhao Xi said lightly, "It's only a matter of time before you make a comeback, and you are a rookie with strength. The emperor knows that time is running out, so he allows me, the prince's right-hand man, to help you in a timely manner. If the prince ascends the throne in the future , for your vindication, you must be grateful to the crown prince, and the Duke's government will do its best to support him."

The emperor's mind, is this already paving the way for the prince?Song Qingming thought about it, maybe each of them was just a pawn on the chessboard in Zhao De's heart.

"When will Jiang Chongshi arrive in Ningjing?" Song Qingming asked suddenly.

"Three days later."

"Then how long do you plan to keep me in the county palace?"

"..."

Forget it, Song Qingming jumped out of bed.Guards are guards, anyway, it is the first step to success.Now that he is frustrated in the officialdom, at least he can get the upper hand in the love field, and maybe he can be proud of it.He was wearing his boots when the maidservant outside the door came to deliver a message.

"My lord, Aunt Wang and Aunt Zheng are here to greet you."

Song Qingming's hand in the boots froze, turned his head and gritted his teeth, and looked at him with a smile. "Auntie?"

Too bad, Song Qingming was taken away after entering the palace and leaving the palace last night after saying hello to the Duke of the country.Zhao Xi lowered his eyes, sweeping his slender eyelashes, his complexion was fair, his lips were slightly pale, and he met Song Qingming's questioning eyes very innocently.

This guy is the most lustful, easy to handle.

Song Qingming gritted his teeth, feeling a little helpless.The prince's children can be soy sauce. As a prince at this age, it's all right not to marry a wife, and it's a bit unreasonable not to take a concubine.Besides, he and Zhao Xi have always had a layer of window paper not pierced. He was angry, but he didn't know in what capacity to get angry.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, Song Qingming got up and walked out.Zhao Xi looked at his back silently, got up with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the main courtyard unhurriedly.

Haiyan Heqing, who was waiting on her, stared wide-eyed. The family status in the future is clear at a glance.

"Would you like to tell Third Young Master Song that the prince is actually..."

"Hey wait - the prince didn't say anything, in case it's the love between the two of them."

"Haiyan," came the cold voice not far away, "Tell the guards of Song Dynasty to go to the lonely study to grind ink."

Sure enough, the two exchanged glances.

Three days later, the army returned to court.

No matter how lively Ningjing is, Song Qingming is driven around by Zhao Xi these days. He needs to grind ink when practicing calligraphy, and pick up arrows when archery. The news is totally unknown.

A man's revenge.

Song Qingming felt emotional, and resigned to his fate, went to the small kitchen to serve Zhao Xi some tea.I met Aunt Zheng on the road, her eyes were slightly raised, she had a charming appearance, her figure was protruding forward and backward, and she walked like a weak willow supporting the wind. I heard that it was given to Zhao Xi by the prince, but now I don’t know if I want to come to him What a monster.

"Guard Song."

"what?"

"I heard that the lord thinks highly of you recently," Aunt Zheng said in a delicate voice, "I know that the lord loves fragrance, and I specially mixed the fragrance for him. I wonder if you can pass it on for me?"

"Uh, okay." Song Qingming scratched his head and took the incense.When Zhao Xi fell in love with incense, why didn't he know.Forget it, anyway, this thing is still going to be used by oneself in the end, so just accept it.

When Song Qingming came back with the tea, Zhao Xi frowned slightly when he smelled the vague fragrance on his body.

In other words, since Song Qingming heard the remarks about "Zhao Xi's refusal" circulating in the house the day before yesterday, his mood became more and more refreshed.Although I don't know why he didn't let the beautiful woman go to Linxing, but it was good for him to take advantage of him until the end.

"The tea is cold." Zhao Xi put down the teacup.

"Is there?" Song Qingming took it and took a sip, the temperature was just right. "Choose to death, forget it."

"Guard Song, why did you talk to the master?"

"You're still proud of yourself!"

Zhao Xi sneered, "Go out and run two laps."

Song Qingming gritted his teeth and walked out angrily.Haiyan Heqing shook his head, can't say, can't say.

In the afternoon, the sun was very hot outside, and the person who was roasting was uncomfortable.If the servants and maidservants were free, they would seek out shaded places to sneak in, occasionally whispering in corners, making people more dizzy.

"My lord," Zhao Xi bowed his head and was about to deal with the government affairs, when a report came at the door suddenly, "Old Mrs. Song of the Duke's Mansion handed over the greeting card."

Zhao Xi's expression turned slightly cold. He still remembered this Lu family's temperament and behavior. This woman had a narrow vision and made trouble out of no reason. Somehow she could give birth to a son like Song Qingming, but she still had to respect her a bit.

Lu Shi was led to the flower hall.The cicadas in the county prince's mansion were chirping loudly, Song Qingming insisted that it would have the taste of summer, and would not let the servants stick to the cicadas.

It was cloudless today, and the sun was scorching hot. Even though there was ice in the house, I still sweated a little inside the house.

"My lord," Lu knelt down as soon as he saw him, "Please let my son go home."

"What?" Zhao Xi sat on the main seat with his hands propped up, a little sluggish, "Being a seventh-rank guard with a knife for Gu, you still wronged him?"

"My wife knows that the lord, you are taking revenge on my son, but I sold him back then, and it has nothing to do with him," Lu burst into tears, with a sad look on his face, "Do you know what Ningjing city says about him now? He suffered a defeat and was demoted to the rank of a commoner. Instead of thinking about making progress, he embraced the thigh of Prince Liang. How can our country's public government be able to handle the word "sycophant minister!"

Zhao Xi lowered his eyes, annoyed by the sound of cicadas outside the room.As soon as this matter was heard, someone spread it maliciously. Now that the person returned to Beijing for the first time, it is self-evident who did it, but Lu's couldn't see through it.

He said in a deep voice: "Father and Emperor have agreed to this matter, and it cannot be changed. Mrs. Song still invites me, I can't bear your kneeling alone."

Lu's body trembled slightly, with an expression of shame on his face, but he still didn't want to get up. "If you really want to talk about debts, the prince must owe me more."

"What does the old lady mean by this?" Zhao Xi fiddled with his fingers, carelessly, just wanting to invite her away before Song Qingming came back, so that the fool would not be in a dilemma again.

"At the beginning, why did the minister's wife sell the dumb book boy in the house?" Lu's breathing was rapid, and she raised her eyes to look at the high-ranking Zhao Xi with hatred. Brother once bullied Ming'er when he was young and played with him—Ming'er rescued you back then and took you back to the Duke's mansion, but you still joined forces with outsiders to make Song Qianren, a beast, stunned and take him away!"

Immediately, Zhao Xi stopped playing with his finger.

Obscenity... Zhao Xi's hands trembled slightly, and his breathing suddenly tightened. It's not that he doesn't understand everything contained in these two words.He already knew it from the secret guard back then, but now he heard it again, but it was still so harsh.

Of course Zhao Xi will never forget that when he rushed there that night, Song Qingming looked at him with desperate eyes, and he said "You really have no heart", he once laughed at Song Qingming for making a fuss out of a molehill, and now he still says he wants to Take good care of him.

But as early as five years ago, it was he himself who inserted the sharp knife into that fool's heart.

The Lu family did not intend to let Zhao Xi go.

"You don't know yet, when Qian Yuan rushed there that night, my son was hung under the beam with injuries all over his body..."

"He will be raised for several days, and who has seen what he has experienced with his own eyes, and has nightmares every night..."

"Your Majesty Liang, have you forgotten everything you have done? You are with my son every day, but have you ever really cared about his feelings? Tomorrow will be unsatisfactory, but you are always very considerate to everyone. If you give so much, you can allow the old woman to say something disrespectful—"

What Lu was still talking about, he could no longer hear clearly.

"Mother?"

A clear and clear voice came, awakening Zhao Xi's tranquility.He stood up abruptly and walked out.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Good boy, go home with mother." Mrs. Lu hurriedly got up and squeezed Song Qingming's hand tightly. Song Qingming shook his head and stepped back.Lu's hated that iron could not become steel, "You child!"

"Mother, don't worry. My son has his own ideas." Song Qingming opened Lu's hand calmly, "Father also agreed to this matter. King Liang Jun is now a man of influence in the court. If you can borrow He has the potential to find an official position, and it will be easy for him to rise to the top."

"Then what do you mean by being a bodyguard! It's embarrassing!"

"It's a mere white body. Even if the father is the Duke of the country, it's so embarrassing to be a guard for the prince. There is chaos outside, mother, don't listen and believe."

……

Song Qingming said a lot of nonsense before coaxing Mrs. Lu away. Before leaving, Mrs. Lu looked back at him every step of the way, as if Song Qingming was in a dragon's pool or a tiger's lair.He rubbed the center of his brows, remembering Zhao Xihun's appearance of being out of control.

Rockery and green trees, winding paths leading to secluded places, under the scorching afternoon sun, Song Qingming dragged his pace along the verandah, yawning like he was drowsy.As soon as he opened the door of the study room, there was an ice mirror in the room, and a sense of coolness rushed over his face, which made him wake up quite a bit.

"My lord?"

Song Qingming called out, and saw Zhao Xiru sitting at the table with a dazed expression like that day in Shengzhi Village.Hearing the voice, Zhao Xi raised his head, and stared at him with deep eyes again, as if he wanted to look into his heart, engraving a knife in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingming walked up to him and half knelt down, looking up seriously.

Zhao Xi's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he shook his head.

It turned out that Song Qingming was willing to stay because of his treatment.I only know that he has the treasure in his hands now, but he doesn't realize it.

"I always said you were stupid, but today I realized that I am the one who is stupid."

"Oh, the prince also has such a time?" Song Qingming looked at him with a smile, and his voice was kind of gentle.

"A precious treasure is priceless. It's a blessing to have known each other."

Song Qingming tilted his head to think for a while, and said softly: "The rotten body produces fireflies, and I only want to imitate Mu Gaochen."

Zhao Xi smiled softly, and in an instant, it was like the first snowfall and the bright moon in his arms.He lowered his head, Song Qingming was so close to him.Just a little closer, with the tip of his nose touching, his index finger lifted Song Qingming's chin, and the breath he exhaled blended.

Song Qingming's apricot eyes were filled with the sunlight of early summer, and his light brown pupils dodged uncomfortably. He had always been used to taking the initiative, but now it was like this, and the tips of his ears were a little red.

"That night in Shengzhi Village——"

"Ok?"

"You stared at me, did you think so..."

Zhao Xi lowered his eyes, hesitated, and lightly bit Song Qingming's lips, just like the one drawn on the fire avoidance map.

The wet and hot touch on the lips came, and suddenly, Song Qingming's eyes were blank, only Zhao Xi's magnified face and slender eyelashes, and the pure smile on the beauty's face just now.

Until the big-sleeved shirt slipped off the chair, Song Qingming was pinching the back of his neck with his palm, and Song Qingming's narrow and strong waist was wrapped around Song Qingming's narrow and strong waist. Entangled, the ice in the house melted, breathing became heavier, and the two licked and bit each other's lips without skill.

"Master, outside—"

As soon as He Qing stepped into the door, he felt something jump out from him, and suddenly disappeared.My lord ran under the table for some reason, and now he slowly stood up, his hair was messy, his lips were red, his sleeves were half slippery, revealing half of his delicate collarbone.

"Master, master?"

"Get out."

"Nuo, Nuo..." He Qing ran away, ran out of the courtyard and touched the head on his neck, feeling a little unreal.

The thing that flew out just now, could it be—Song Sangongzi?

Looking at the situation, it turns out that the third son of Song Dynasty is so bold, but it's no wonder, after all, that person is different from others, but the blue sky and the white sun...

He Qing was thinking wildly, bumped into Haiyan, raised his head and saw his playful face, at this moment he didn't care about it, and hurriedly pulled him and said:

"I just now—"

At this moment, Zhao Xi was still in the room annoyed by his impulsiveness, but the breath, the voice, and the serious eyes of the man were all intertwined in his heart, making him unable to bear it any longer. This scene is completely retained.

Song Qingming... Zhao Xi slammed his fist on the table, both happy and annoyed.

Perhaps, his heart has long been unknown, just like the wind blowing through the spring pond, causing ripples, and the frightened rabbit jumping up from the fallen leaves, when there is a rare light in the darkness - completely messed up.

In this room, Song Qingming went back to his room and closed the door, jumping around on and off the bed, dancing with hands and feet.

The author says:

is it sweet, is it sweet