Why does King Zhenbei always bully me?

When Fusheng came back from Cangqing Street and walked across the yard, he saw the light in his room was on, and he was suspicious, the young master got up early today.He carried the food box and knocked on the door. He shook the snow off his shoulders and entered the room when he heard a response from inside.

"Young master, why did you wake up so early today? It's dark outside, and you can still sleep for a while." As he spoke, he saw Su Qinghe barefoot, lying on the table with a pen to draw patterns on the lantern, and Fu'an put a food box to find shoes for him.

"Little ancestor, if you don't wear shoes, you can divide the time. You don't allow the charcoal basin to be placed in this house, and it's still snowing outside. How can the old slave explain to the Long Live Lord when he's freezing!"

Su Qinghe stopped writing: "What is there to explain to him?"

He held up the lantern to look at the patterns just filled in, a smile appeared on his handsome face, he lifted the lantern to show Fu An, and asked, "How do you see it?"

"It's very good." Fu'an put on shoes for him and put a thick robe on him: "The porridge shop opened early today, and there are already many people waiting for the slave to buy the porridge. Master, eat it while it is hot, and let it cool down carefully." "

"What's going on outside? It's so noisy." Su Qinghe wouldn't wake up so early in the first place, but it was really noisy outside.

"General Huo's class is returning to the court, the street is bustling." Seeing him coming, Fu An brought out the porridge: "It's very hot, I'll cool it down for you first."

Su Qinghe asked: "General Huo, the King of Zhenbei?"

"That's right," Fu An said while fanning the porridge like a fan: "A few days ago, the Lord Long Live asked you if you would like to play a song in front of all the officials. It was not to tease you, but to welcome General Huo."

He understood immediately, and didn't want to ask any more questions. He took the porridge handed over by Fu'an and ate it slowly.

Su Qinghe's hometown Huaiyang has a prayer festival, the day after the first snowfall.Among the few memories of my hometown, this one is the deepest.Every prayer festival, the night before, every household in Huaiyang will hang lanterns of various colors in order to save wishes.On the second day, praying lanterns are released, and the higher the lanterns fly, the more auspicious they will be.

"Fu'an, is it crooked?"

Su Qinghe stepped on the ladder to hang up the prayer lantern, and said nothing to ask others to help. These years, Fuan has also been used to him celebrating the prayer festival, and there is nothing to stop him except for worrying that he will fall off.

"Not crooked, not crooked," Fu'an held the ladder, surrounded by a group of servants, afraid that he would accidentally slip and fall. "Come down quickly, son."

A few branches of peach blossoms were painted on the beige round lanterns, and there was a white butterfly on the branches, plain but beautiful.Su Qinghe nodded with satisfaction: "Fu'an, I want to go to Shiximen to set up a prayer lamp, you go with me, what else should the others be busy with?"

Fu'an said: "Okay, but don't miss the time to enter the palace." Then he ordered the people at hand, "Go and move the son's qin into the palace. I will come with you after the light is lit." The servants took the task and left. Then I heard Fu'an say, "Move lightly, don't knock!"

Shi Ximen is the closest gate to the imperial palace, and the pavilion above it is also the tallest. Su Qinghe climbed for a while before arriving at the terrace. Holding on to the wall, he took a breath and turned his head to look at Fu'an who was still climbing the stairs.

There was a vast expanse of snow on it, which had not been trampled on by anyone. It looked soft and soft. He bent down and grabbed a small handful.

Fu An panted and climbed up, and saw that his young master took off his shoes again, threw them aside, and walked out a long way.

"Little ancestor, why did you take off your shoes again! It's really cold!" Fu An picked up the shoes and chased them out: "Slow down, fall carefully!"

Su Qinghe stepped on the snow, smiling happily: "Fu'an, this snow is so soft"

Fu An didn't care about whether the snow was soft or not, he only cared about his little ancestor's frozen red feet: "I beg you, put on your shoes!"

Su Qinghe shook his head: "I'm not cold. Fu'an, you bring the lamp, I'll put it here." He said he wanted to climb up the wall of the building.

"No, son, it's too high, slave, come down!" Fu'an was in a hurry, and climbed as he said.

Su Qinghe shook his head again, and refused: "You have to put the prayer lamp on your own, and the higher you put it, the better your wish will be."

Seeing that he had already stood up, Fu An had no choice but to hand him the lamp, hoping that he would put it down quickly.

At the same time in Zhenbei Wangfu, Huo Chiyuan took off his armor and waited for people from the palace after repairing.

"Cousin, the palace is here, waiting outside."

Huo Chiyuan glanced at Song Yu when he heard the words, and said to Qiao Feng beside him, "It's still snowing outside, invite someone in and have a cup of hot tea."

"Yes"

Song Yu smiled maliciously: "Cousin, I heard that the Empress intends to betroth her own niece to you, and it's likely to be mentioned tonight."

"What?" Huo Chiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Are you interested in his niece?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you've never seen it before, what's the point!"

"Then why are you talking nonsense?" Huo Chiyuan laughed and said, "It seems that you haven't practiced enough, and practice boxing every day for another hour!"

"What?" Song Yu couldn't believe it: "Huo Yuanzhen! I will write a letter home tonight, accusing you of murdering your siblings!"

Speaking of Qiao Feng's return, the chariots and horses were ready, and he urged the two of them to enter the palace.

The snow fell even harder, and the eaves were covered with a thick layer. The father-in-law from the palace and his party stood at the gate of the palace. Huo Chiyuan glanced at the horse on the side of the carriage.

Eunuch Hai looked at Qiao Feng in embarrassment, this carriage was specially prepared for General Huo, how could he turn over and get on the horse?

"The general is used to rough battles outside, so my father-in-law doesn't have to make it difficult." As he said that, Qiao Feng got on his horse.

The people in Cangqing were very enthusiastic. They recognized that General Huo, who had just entered the capital, poked their heads out one after another, and gathered around thinking "General Huo is mighty" and so on.

Seeing Shi Ximen from a distance, Huo Chiyuan squinted his eyes slightly, and fixed his eyes on the white figure. When he got closer, he saw clearly that the man was holding a sky lantern in his hand, holding his head up. He was still wondering, it wasn't the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Lantern Festival is not over yet, how could someone put up sky lanterns?Wiping Bai's soles slipped and fell straight down.

Huo Chiyuan didn't think much about it, he clamped his horse's belly tightly and galloped away with a whip.

"My lord!" Fu An scratched his head, and leaned out with all his strength without grabbing the corner of his clothes.

There was no color in Su Qinghe's beautiful eyes when he slid down. He looked at the prayer lamp and only hoped that it would fly higher, just a little higher.

Huo Chiyuan suddenly accelerated Song Yu's suspicion, and he was even more surprised when he saw the people falling upstairs: "Qiao Feng! Is your master crazy?"

Before Qiao Feng could make a sound, Eunuch Hai poked his head out of the sedan chair and said in surprise, "That's Mr. Su! It's amazing!"

With the whistling of the wind in his ear, Huo Chiyuan propped himself up to catch the man with the flowing hair steadily.

Fu'an was so frightened that his legs and feet became limp, he ran and crawled, and stumbled down the tower.

The horse was frightened and galloped faster, seeing that the person in his arms was not only not panicked, but also had a slight smile on his mouth, but the smile turned into suspicion the moment it was caught, and Huo Chiyuan was even more suspicious than him.

It's not like slipping, but looking for death!

"Are you the King of Zhenbei?" The horse ran fast, the wind made Su Qinghe a little cold, and his voice trembled unavoidably.

Huo Chiyuan felt strange and looked carefully at the man in his arms.

His body is not as soft as a man's, but like hugging a soft white ball.He is also good-looking, I have never seen a man born like him, with picturesque features, handsome and elegant, so beautiful that it makes people feel unreal.

"Yes." Huo Chiyuan answered him, then asked after a pause, "Come to Shi Ximen to seek death?"

Su Qinghe smiled faintly: "That's not entirely true, I'm listening to the destiny." Seeing that Huo Chiyuan was suspicious, he continued: "The fact that I slipped down is an unchangeable fact, whether I die or not depends on what the sky says. It seems that he thinks that I should die, so General Huo will not be allowed to continue."

The horse ran for a long time before stopping, Huo Chiyuan wanted to put him down but saw that he was not wearing shoes, his feet were red from the cold, and when he was put down, there was snow all over the place, the thin skin and tender flesh made people feel unbearable, Then he asked him, "Where are you going?"

Seeing that it was not far from the palace, Su Qinghe said: "Just put me here." Thinking of Fu'an's age, he must be very anxious!

Qiao Feng and his group rushed over, and without waiting for anyone to say anything, Fu An jumped out of the sedan chair with his shoes in his hands, crying, "My lord, you just scared this slave to death!"

"Fu'an, I'm fine." Su Qinghe broke free from Huo Chiyuan's arms, and wiped Fu'an's tears with his sleeves: "It was slippery just now, don't cry anymore when you're an adult."

"Is Mr. Su hurt?" Eunuch Hai also got off the sedan chair, looked at him with concern, and stood aside when he shook his head and said nothing.

Fu An wiped his tears, and put on shoes for him: "It's fine, son, don't do this again next time, I'm almost scared out of my wits at such a young age." Said putting on the shoes, Fu An solemnly knelt down and kowtowed to Huo Chiyuan: "I thank King Zhenbei for saving my life on behalf of the young master, today I am grateful to the lord, otherwise the old slave..." Fu An's voice began to choke again.

"Elder-in-law doesn't have to do this, it's easy." Huo Chiyuan wanted to help Fu'an, but Su Qinghe snatched him a step.

"Fu'an, I will thank you." He patted the snow on Fu'an's lap, and turned to Huo Chiyuan and said: "Thank you, General Huo. If you need Su for something in the future, I will treat you with hot tea."

Huo Chiyuan looked at Su Qinghe and pursed his lips for an unknown smile, but he said to Fu An, "Keep an eye on your son, you won't encounter such a coincidence next time."

......

"Su Yuchen!"

No one saw clearly how the horse galloped past, Su Qinghe was just recalling what Huo Chiyuan said to him in his previous life: There will be no such coincidence next time.

His body sank, and someone caught him again in the Quyang City Tower in the 36th year of Jiahe.

There was the sound of horseshoes approaching closely, and Quyang City, which was still like a ghost town just now, knew that it was being filled up little by little just by hearing the sound.

Huo Chiyuan is here.

He finally knew the reason for Xiao Ming's weirdness just now, Huo Chiyuan didn't go back to Cangqing at all, but pretended to withdraw his troops to lure the enemy deeper.But he called himself 'Yu Chen', did he remember something or...

The moment he was pulled into his arms by the other party, Su Qinghe stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react, tears could no longer be controlled.Huo Chiyuan didn't say anything, Wuzhi Jinghong passed through the half-open city gate, and then closed it completely.

Before the horse stopped, Huo Chiyuan hugged him tightly with one hand and said, "Damn me."

Su Qinghe raised his head and looked at him carefully. Huo Chiyuan had a beard and a bad complexion. Fortunately, he finally pretended to be himself in his eyes.Carefully, Su Qinghe slowly raised his hand to hug him back, choked up and said, "I prepared for the worst, I gritted my teeth and was willing to suffer any hardship, but as soon as you love me, I get scared."

The horse stopped, Huo Chiyuan hugged him and jumped off the horse, his arms were too hard and his fingers were too rough, he kissed Su Qing and tears lightly, with tears in his own eyes, "What do you want me to do, I'm in so much pain. ...."

Su Qinghe was just shaking his head, he wanted to touch Huo Chiyuan's face, but he didn't dare for no reason, he didn't dare to touch Huo Chiyuan, what if it broke.

Huo Chiyuan had a panoramic view of his strangeness, raised his arms to hug him, panicked in his heart, and said after a while: "Sleep, sleep is over."

Before Su Qinghe could react, Huo Chiyuan didn't know how fragrant he smelled, and his eyes dimmed and he lost consciousness.

Huo Chiyuan picked up Su Qinghe and walked forward. Tang Chun hid behind the stone pillar and covered his mouth and cried. Xiao Ming couldn't stand it anymore, and comforted him: "Your little master is very good, don't cry."

"If we come later, he will be gone..." Tang Chun wiped his face to calm down, and kicked Xiao Ming, "You should come later!"

"It's strange that the information given by the stone is wrong!" Xiao Ming said: "I didn't pinpoint the timing, and I didn't expect Yuchen to push us away because he wanted to jump off..."

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My heart is also blocked...