Chasing King

The news that King Jingyuan was going to return soon spread all over the capital. He has been guarding the border for nearly 30 years. Since he left Beijing when he was young, this is his first time to come back - but he couldn't come back before, but he didn't want to come back later. It's only 600 li away. It's amazing step by step.

Emperor Zhaowu ordered the Ministry of rites to hold a grand ceremony to welcome all the vassal kings, especially King Jingyuan, back to the court. In order to see King Jingyuan, he had to go to the tea and wine shops on his way to the city. All the places with good vision had been reserved by a lot of money.

It is said that the king of Jingyuan only took two thousand guards this time. The border was close to the capital, so he could not lead too many soldiers. Even the two thousand soldiers were much better than other vassal kings.

The capital never received so many vassal kings at one time, so the post station was not enough. Honglu Temple recruited many inns, and the merchants around the capital began to gather to make a fortune.

On the night of the Mid Autumn Festival, because it is still in the period of national mourning, people are not allowed to celebrate, and the most popular Lantern Festival in previous years has been cancelled. Although there are no colorful lanterns in the city, many people still wear masks to walk on the streets.

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong are among them.

In order to avoid suspicion and to make things more convenient, the two are no longer related to each other. They usually meet in the middle of the night to avoid people's eyes and ears. They can't even stay in Yan's house. They have to leave before dawn.

They will never miss the opportunity to walk freely in the street with masks on.

Two people secretly holding hands in the crowd, wandering aimlessly, Feng Ye asked: "do you remember the first Mid Autumn Festival we spent together?"

"I have such a good memory that I can't forget it." Yan Sikong smiles.

"Do you remember the wish you wrote on the river lantern?"

"I remember that, too."

Feng Ye suddenly felt a trace of melancholy in his heart: "has it come true?"

Yansi paused and said, "I don't know yet." He also wanted to ask Fengye, but he thought of Fengye's wish, so he couldn't ask.

It's too long. Who knows.

Feng Ye also thought of something. As soon as the words changed, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "when on earth will you tell me what wish you made?"

Yan Sikong chuckled: "when it comes to reality."

Feng Ye clenched his hand and looked at the crowd: "it's a pity that there is no Lantern Festival this year, but there are still many people."

"In a few days, your father will return to Beijing. There are so many people in the city all at once. Many vendors come from the outskirts of Beijing to do business, so there are so many people during this period."

"My father..." Feng Ye hesitated, "I haven't seen him for several years. He is over 50 years old. I don't know if his back injury is better."

"Your Highness is brave and can fight against the enemy. You don't have to worry."

Feng Ye laughed: "yes, I killed Wala and abandoned his armor. Ha ha."

Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment and asked the question in his heart: "Feng Ye, your highness Do you know me? "

They just walked to a big tree, where there was a bench for people to rest and enjoy the cool. The crowd gathered to watch the show. There was no one under the tree. They sat down on the bench.

Feng Ye took off his mask. Anyway, it was dark all around, and no one could see it. He winked at Yan Sikong: "you are so smart, guess."

Yan Sikong also took off his mask and said with a smile, "I can't guess that."

"Guess."

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "I guess You never said that

Feng Ye pick eyebrow: "Oh, why."

"If you tell your highness, he will tell you to stay away from me. It's better not to let him worry about it."

Feng Ye gazed at Yan Sikong's face under the dim moonlight. His white skin was shining like cream under the moonlight. His deep eyes were shining like stars. He stroked his cheek and said softly, "yes, he will, but I can't do it."

Yan Sikong showed a gentle smile, took Feng Ye's hand, and rubbed his cheek against the generous palm of his hand: "when he returns to Beijing, what should you do?"

"What do you say?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Listen to you." Yan Sikong said, "maybe it's not a good thing to let your highness know. Your highness can't remember things and people more than ten years ago."

"No, my father does." Fengye zhengse way, "my father appreciates yuan general very much, otherwise, he will not send people to the northwest to look for you."

Yan Si couldn't help but be moved: "if my father is under his highness, he will be able to show his talents and make contributions, anyway He will not be killed unjustly. "

Feng Ye's eyes were a bit absent-minded: "if it were true, it would be better. You and I should be childhood sweethearts and grow up together. I will not let you suffer any harm, and you will not..." He wanted to say that you would not be like this, but he still swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Yan Sikong has guessed what he wants to say, and he smiles bitterly.

"However, I still want to find a suitable time to tell my father." Feng Ye said with a smile, "it's his daughter-in-law after all."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "that's bullshit again.""I'm not talking nonsense. There were people who married men in the previous dynasty."

"It's just a man's pet, not even a concubine."

"You are different. If I marry you, you must be my wife." Feng Ye's eyes were firm, and he didn't seem to be joking.

Yan Sikong was stunned. For a moment, he seemed to believe Feng Ye's words, but he immediately said, "you are..."

One side of the crowd suddenly dispersed, Feng Ye quickly picked up the mask, covered their faces, whispered in Yan Sikong's ear: "go, let's go to the inn, I haven't woken up with you for a long time."

Yan Sikong held his hand tightly.

They found an inn, and there was only one room left that night, and the price was very outrageous, because the price of many things in the city rose when the vassal returned to Beijing, and the inn was the first to bear the brunt.

As soon as he enters the room, Feng Ye holds Yan Sikong against the wall and kisses him warmly. The two pull each other's clothes, and the cloth that gets in the way falls off one by one. Feng Ye embraces Yan Sikong and turns to press him on the couch. His hot lips kiss the warm skin.

Two people indulge in absorbing each other's breath, each down from each other's touch, it is mind rippling, love can't help.

When they are in perfect harmony, heavy breathing and beautiful words of love reverberate in our ears. Desire sends them to the clouds. The brain and body are just as hot for each other. It seems that the closer we get to each other, the deeper and more firmly we can have them.

I wish I could live forever now, no matter how bloody he will be in the future.