Heartburn

When she came, I was still thinking about it, expecting Ai Ai; I really waited for her, but I inevitably got a little temper, broke away from her embrace, took a few steps forward, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't go back... …I want to hear about the book, it’s free."

"His Royal Highness, Jukun Tower is still half an hour from closing." She followed me a few steps forward, her voice couldn't hear the joy or anger, but her arm kept vainly blocking my waist to prevent me from falling-- This little action taught me to feel soft for a moment-but what she meant, it blocked my excuse and prevented me from coming off stage, and even the slightest softness was suppressed.

"Then stay for another quarter of an hour." Turning his head angrily, he couldn't help but glanced at her secretly-lips pressed tightly, but no anger was visible in his eyes.

I was relieved, and even more vigorously moved a few steps to the side, sat down against the kiss beast on the roof, picked up the hip flask that had been left for a long time, and took a light sip.

"His Royal Highness..." She frowned and looked at me as if to persuade, but worried that I would deliberately act against her. She sighed hesitantly and stopped talking, but just sat silently beside me. .

Although I wanted to talk to her in all my heart, reason controlled me to endure the impulse and ignore her; I liked her so hard to get rid of the emotions mixed with despair and complaints, which are inextricably entangled. It was a mess, taught me how to face her, let alone how to speak... Under the irritability, I took a sip of wine.

The wine entered into my throat, like a raging fire, and it sang and burned into my abdomen. Not preventing the irritation, I took a breath of cold air and spit out my tongue lightly.

She opened her mouth and said nothing.

I knew that I must be very embarrassed in her eyes, so I gave up the pretense of self-deception, leaning lazily on the statue of the kiss beast, propped my head in one hand, and the jug in the other, toasting to the starry sky: "Why? Solve your worries? Only Dukang!"

"His Royal Highness, you are drunk." She looked at me and said calmly, but her white fist revealed a trace of restlessness.

"I'm not drunk, I'm more awake than ever. The stars tonight are so beautiful... don't you think?" I grinned at her and shook my head-obviously, she didn't think so.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her quietly holding her hands around my back waist, I secretly laughed, and pretended to take a sip of wine on my back—in fact, the wine in the pot had been spilled when the road was bumpy. For the most part, the degree is not high. Even if I drank all of it, my face was only reddened, and I couldn't count the dizziness, drunk and nonsense.

But since she thinks I am drunk, then I am drunk.

What's wrong with being drunk? Cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh, I want to hold her in my arms, I hold her in my arms, and even want to kiss her... She didn't push me away.

At this moment, only I knew that I was sober and was taking advantage of her in the name of being drunk. This kind of despicable behavior that would have taught me contempt in the past, but now I do it without any psychological burden.

She sat in the same place obediently, letting me pull her lips gently, her eyebrows lowered, and her eyelashes hanging softly. She was a uniquely cute appearance, and she felt like being caught by those two. The small brush-like eyelashes brushed over the ordinary itchy, ironed and affixed ones, and then reluctant to bite them, instead holding them gently.

After tentatively posting for a while, seeing that she did not refuse, the little demon in her heart popped out, unavoidably stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked her lips, and then opened her teeth in a violent manner, and drove straight in. .

Just as I was immersed in it, she suddenly grabbed the back of my head, the scene was reversed, and all the initiative was handed over. It turned out that I was held in her arms and kissed wantonly... I didn’t know in a daze. How did I lose my helmet and armor under her offensive, so I couldn't become an army; I was so overwhelmed by her kisses that I was dizzy and drunk, and finally fell asleep.

The next day, I taught the noisy noise to wake up.

His throat was dry and hoarse, there was a rattling sound when he turned his neck, and the bones all over his body seemed to fall apart.

I closed my eyes vigorously, avoiding the dazzling sunlight, feeling being held in my arms, suddenly opened my eyes, facing Jiang Zhuo's eyes; she looked very haggard, her eyes were bloodshot, and her lips were pale and chapped. , Only those eyes are still as deep and beautiful as ever.

"You...cough cough..." I opened my mouth, and found my throat sore that I couldn't speak, and coughed violently as soon as I uttered a sound.

She smoothed my back for me, knowing what I was thinking. She cleared her throat and said in a low voice: "Just after Maoshi, Your Royal Highness spent the night here."

--what? one night?

I don't know why, and my throat is sharpened again, so I have to ask her with my eyes.

She seemed to sigh, and reluctantly opened her eyes, and whispered back, "Isn't your Royal Highness going to see the stars?"

In other words, for a bad reason, this fool held me on the roof and blew the cold air all night?

It's really hard for her to persist until now.

I was angry and funny, but in the end it turned into a full of distress. I stretched out my hand to caress her cheek, stared at her firmly, endured the pain in my throat, and asked with a hiss: "You guarded me last night. One night? Why don't you wake me up?"

She said calmly, "I don't dare to reject the subordinate's own business."

"What's the matter? Well, let me ask you, where did you go some time ago yesterday?" Seeing her deliberately put aside the relationship and attributed everything between us to our identities and responsibilities, I felt sore in my heart and I didn't feel questioned. Tao.

"Last night, my subordinates took a shift, and it happened that they ran out of Jinshuang medicine, so I went to the pharmacy in the north of the city to prepare some." She paused, keeping her original look and said to me.

"So, the night before, where did you go again? Is it also a shift?" I resisted the excitement in my heart, and then forced me to ask.

She raised her eyes to look at me, her eyes flashed with shock, but she was dumb.

——Since it’s not a shift, it’s in the mansion.

I can finally be sure that that night was not a dream.

But why didn't she admit it?

When I was awake, she was so alienated from me again, only when I was drunk, would she be willing to reveal a trace of true emotions to me.

What is she caring about? Is it identity, status, or gender?

If so, then I want to tell her that none of this is an obstacle.

The atmosphere was just right. I was about to confess, when I heard a rough voice interrupted our eyes: "Your Majesty, there is someone in the palace, Mr. Yan is eager to find you! Go back to the house with your subordinates. !"

Before I could reply, Jiang Zhuo took the lead to avert his eyes, hugged me, gently and skillfully rolled down the roof, and when I stood up straight, he stepped back to the side, silent.

I stared at her side face in sorrow, but the guards couldn't help urging them again and again. On both sides, there were people who got up early and went to the stalls to give pointers. After embarrassment, I got into the palace's carriage and quickly returned to the house.

When I got out of the car, Jiang Zhuo had long since disappeared, and Yan Ke, who arrived after hearing the news, dragged me back to my room to freshen up, while chatting with me about the reason for the rush to get me back— -King Duan suddenly left the fief and was about to arrive at Guanlan City. The emperor summoned the Manchu civil and military to go to the gate to meet him.

Compared with this shocking news, my staying away at night seems trivial.

Duan King Kuang Xizhao, Kuang Xihan's eldest sister, was also the emperor's most disliked daughter. This dislike even reached the point where she was sent to Nanfeng City to garrison the border area early before she was an adult.

Nanfeng City bordered the barbarians Rouran. In the early years, there were constant wars. Since the Yongjia period, the Dawu country ruled the world, and Rouran returned to Dawu. The population of Nanfeng City was finally larger, but most of the residents were still soldiers who resisted the border defenses. With family members, the folkway is strong, but production is far behind.

In Kuang Xihan’s memory, she didn’t have much impression of this concubine eldest sister. She only remembered that her father was a Rouran palace slave, so she was half of Rouran blood. She was born with a high nose, deep eyes, brown hair and blue eyes. The palace was very conspicuous, and was disgusted by the first emperor.

Now that she leaves the fief without being summoned, is there any plan?

So, Kuang Xiqing summoned hundreds of civil and military officials to meet at the city gate, what plans did he have?

If the other party is bringing soldiers and horses, wouldn't it be sent to the door and teach others to serve it in one go?

However, according to what I know about Kuang Xiqing, she is not a personality that will sit back and die. Since she dares to do this, she should be dependent on it.

I took care of myself in a hurry, and rushed to the city gate without stopping. The guards surrounded the street tightly. The officials stood one by one according to their ranks. It seemed that I was the only one who was late.

In the face of everyone's gaze, I bite the bullet and straightened my robe, put on a calm and composed look, slowly walked up the stairs, and came to Kuang Xiqing's side.

She glanced at me faintly, did not speak, and continued to look out of the city. I was relieved, and tried to look at me like her.

Before long, I saw the dust rolling, and it seemed that there was a brigade of soldiers marching in this direction; I turned my head to look at Kuang Xiqing's expression without a trace - she still stood with her hands indifferently, as if everything was under control, and taught me too. Feel relieved.

The brigade was getting close, and the outline of the man could already be seen.

The first person to ride a black horse with silver armor and red slings, can not see his face clearly, but can feel a sharp, heroic and saucy. Behind her are hundreds of black-armored knights guarding a red painted carriage in a square shape; behind the carriage is Thousands of thin-armored infantry, although the numbers are in order, they are intimidating.

The team quickly approached the city, and saw that the leading knight waved his hand, and the black knight behind him quickly retreated to both sides and gave up the red painted carriage, while the infantry following took out the heavy tent and went to the spot. Set up camp.

"Open the gate of the city." Kuang Xiqing turned to the herald and ordered, and then took the lead and walked down the tower to greet her.

I followed her to the slowly opening city gate, and looked at it with breath-the knight dismounted, but did not immediately go forward, but turned and helped a man from the red painted carriage, and walked over with him.

The silver-armored knight was born with fair skin and deep eye sockets, and his facial features are as good as sculpted. It is undoubtedly the king Kuang Xizhao, but the woman who is tightly pulling around her is even more eye-catching-beautiful eyes looking forward to beautiful eyes, clever smiles. The waves of the eyes turned out to be beautiful.

Before I could think about it, King Duan took the woman and worshiped deeply, and said in a loud voice: "Chen, Kuang Xizhao and his family, Jiang Lanyi, see Your Majesty."

This simple single sentence stirred up waves like a stone and shocked everyone present.

In Dawu, the only one known to the outside world is Zhenghu.

Kuang Xizhao took this woman as his favor, which shows that she was regarded as the partner of the Ming Dynasty-Princess Duan.