Dianxia Qingcheng

During the few days in a coma, Pei Zheng fell into a strange situation.

Sometimes he could hear someone talking beside his ear, the voice was soft and fluttering, but sometimes he felt that the speaker was actually far away from him.

It was a dark nothingness, and he was alone.

Suddenly, a bright, white glare appeared in front of him, tearing a hole in the black fog.

Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the light, and the surrounding scene changed accordingly.

On a snowy day, white fluttered like goose feathers falling from the sky, covering the entire palace with a layer of silver makeup.

Pei Zheng stood alone in the snow.

Suddenly there was a moving white ball in front of him, walking carefully step by step, and needing to stop and rest for a while from time to time, and let out a few mouthfuls of hot air into the air.

Pei Zheng stepped forward and walked to the white group, blocking his way.

The little man then slowly raised his head, and his dark and bright eyes looked straight into Pei Zheng's eyes.

He was wearing a white cotton-padded coat with a thick furry cloak on the outside. His entire small face was hidden by the white fluff, which made his skin clearer and more delicate, and his beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes were clean and clear, bright and moving.

Pei Zheng took a breath, and the turbulent memory swept his mind like a flood. The little man in front of him was the one he wanted to hold in his hand, the one he wanted to accompany for the rest of his life, and the one he wanted to protect regardless of life or death.

He remembered, how could he forget.

However, the little man now seems to be only fifteen years old. Could it be that this is in a dream?

Go back to the past in the dream, give him a chance to make up for it?

How come the little man's face is still wounded, and the wound on his cheek is even bleeding, which is very distressing.

"Pei, Brother Pei" the little man called out in surprise, his eyes were clearly surprised and excited, "Why did you come into the palace, the snow is so heavy today

Yes, it's so cold, are you coming to see me? "

Pei Zheng lightly touched his cheek with his fingertips, avoiding the wound, looking at him with his eyes down, his tone full of worry and pity, "Does it hurt?"

The little man smiled with his eyes bent, "Brother Pei comes to see me, so I won't have any pain."

Pei Zheng put down his hand, took the little man's hand, and dragged him forward together, walking slowly and steadily with every step.

"How did you get hurt?"

His palm was very cold, so he put the little man's hand into his wrist, and warmed his cold little hand with his body.

The little man seemed a little uncomfortable with Brother Pei's thoughtfulness and tenderness, for fear that this would be a precursor to his anger, so he involuntarily shrank his little hand.

Pei Zheng felt his dodging movements, and his heart throbbed.

Did his previous self make him so afraid?

That kind of self is really not human, too despicable and hateful.

"Good, don't move, your hands are cold, I'll keep you warm."

Pei Zheng took his hand and put it in again, and then his voice became softer, "Tell me, how did you get the injury on your face?"

"Brother Pei" the little man called softly, his voice timid, "Can you not be angry?"

Pei Zheng smiled gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm not angry."

The little man was relieved at this time, and he explained the whole story with some stumbling.

It turned out that he had just returned from the queen's palace. The emperor asked the queen to teach the princes and princesses in the palace. The queen directly summoned all the princes and princesses to go to her own palace and listened to a master teacher.

Unexpectedly, in that class, Qi Changyi was called up by the Taifu teacher in public to read the chapter he wrote. Wherever the villain can write chapters, everyone is waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Qi Changyi didn't read the chapter, and even hid the piece of paper on which he was writing.

The empress was angry and asked someone to punish Qi Changyi, and she was going to beat him with a long ruler.

"She let someone beat you?"

Pei Zheng stopped, turned around to look at the little man, and checked his whole body worriedly.

The little man's face was red when he was touched by that hand, and his voice was as low as a mosquito, "Brother Pei, no, I didn't hit him, I avoided it.

Yes, I tripped over the table again"

"Did you fall on your face?"

The little man nodded, a little embarrassed, "Brother Pei, am I so stupid?"

Pei Zheng sighed lightly, and gently embraced the little man in his arms, wishing he could melt him into his own blood.

"Not stupid, my darling is smart, cute and cute, not stupid at all."

Pei Zheng took his hand again and took him all the way back to the bedroom.

Li Yuzheng was anxiously waiting at the door, and when he saw that His Highness came back with Lord Pei, he immediately became tense.

"Master Pei Pei Pei, you are here."

Li Yu responded and ran into the snow in a flash.

There was a charcoal fire in the hall, which was very warm.

Pei Zheng first took off the cloak outside for the little man, and then let him sit on a stool, and then someone brought a basin of hot water, wet it with a handkerchief, and wiped the blood on his cheek very gently.

The little man raised his head slightly and stared at Pei Zheng who was close at hand with his big eyes. He could feel Brother Pei's scorching breath spilling on his face, making his earlobes red with no hope.

Pei Zheng frowned and tried his forehead with the back of his hand, "No fever."

Suspecting that the back of his hand couldn't test the temperature, he stretched out his hand around the little man's waist and lifted him directly onto the table to sit.

"what-"

The little man exclaimed softly, and quickly tightened Pei Zheng's sleeves, so nervous that he almost couldn't sit still.

"Obviously don't move."

Pei Zheng leaned over and pressed his forehead against the little man's forehead. The tips of their noses came together, and they could smell each other's breaths.

After a while, Pei Zheng moved away, his dark eyes lowered, staring at those big eyes that kept blinking and blinking, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The little man's earlobes were not only red, but his cheeks were even redder. He shook his head, nodded again, and shook his head again.

Pei Zheng was tickled by his dazed and innocent appearance. Now, the little man is still young, just like a fresh, plump, attractive and delicious fruit growing on a tree. It is not ripe enough to be picked, but it is bright and swaggering in the wind.

Pei Zheng didn't know if he was blind in the past, and he didn't even know how to cherish the treasure he already had, and even nearly broke him.

"What do you mean by darling? Huh?" Pei Zheng turned his head and circled the little man between himself and the table. His voice was soft and coaxing.

His thin lips came to the side of the small and delicate ears, which were already flushed red, he leaned over and breathed softly, "Tell me, are you uncomfortable?"

The little man trembled uncontrollably, his eyes became wet, he was uncomfortable, uncomfortable, felt difficult to breathe, and his body was extremely hot, his little brain was in a mess, and he suddenly jumped up, After a while it was blank again, is he going to become a little fool.

The soft voice of "Brother Pei" contained some grievances and tears.

Pei Zhengxin immediately turned into a puddle of water. He kissed the small earlobe, slowly stretched out his fingers, and kneaded twice on the slender and soft waist, but suddenly bumped into a hard one. s things.

"What good things are hidden here? Huh?"

The slender fingers got between the waistbands, and the **** pinched the thing out. It turned out to be a neatly folded small note.

Just as Pei Zheng was about to open the note, the little man reached out and grabbed one of his fingers. He raised his wet eyes and begged, "Brother Pei, don't look at it."

"Write it in class just now?"

Pei Zheng actually knew it, the little man might not understand the teacher's teaching, so he didn't know what he wrote on the paper.

The more shy he was to keep himself from reading, the more curious he became about what he had written.

"I'll just take a look, okay?" Pei Zheng smiled softly, "I'll give it back to you after reading it."

Saying that the note had been unfolded, the little man let out a "Yeah", and quickly reached out and covered his eyes, hiding his little face shyly.

I saw that the whole piece of paper was indeed filled with words, but they were all the same two words.

"Pei Zheng"

"Pei Zheng"

"Pei Zheng"

"Pei Zheng Pei Zheng Pei Zheng Pei Zheng"

The little man really couldn't understand what the teacher was talking about, so he buried his head to himself, took the brush seriously, and wrote Pei Zheng's name stroke by stroke on the rice paper.

This handwriting has been practiced well, neat and powerful, and it looks like it has been practiced hard.

Pei Zheng remembered that when he first discovered that the villain could write his name, the handwriting was almost the same as his own, but there is obviously a gap between the current handwriting.

That is to say, long before that, the little man was secretly learning to write these two words.

Before, why did he find out so late?

The piece of paper was still held in Pei Zheng's hand, and when he thought of the little man sitting alone in the bedroom and practicing calligraphy seriously, his distressed fingertips trembled slightly.

"Brother Pei," the villain whispered, "Did I write too ugly and not good-looking, so don't read it?"

But Pei Zheng folded the note like a baby again, "It's good-looking, the words written by obediently are very good-looking, so give it to me, okay?"

The little man raised his head in surprise, "Brother Pei, do you really think my words are beautiful?"

Pei Zheng smiled gently, then nodded.

The little man also felt happy, and couldn't help but smile from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Then, then give it to Brother Pei, or else, how about I write a new one for you, this one is all wrinkled"

"It's okay, I like this one you wrote because"

Pei Zheng stuffed the note into his arms, and then slowly leaned against it.

"Because it was too cute to be shy just now, I want to eat it in one bite."