The Demon Road of the Republic of China

The flowers move towards the moon and the night, who can bear the lovesickness and not see each other.

Gu Jinghan's first Flower Festival was with Rong Fei.

It was the second year that he went down the mountain under the order of his master. He lived in the dormitory of Rong Fei, the lord of Fengyang Kingdom. He had no bed and no need to rest. He only had a soft stool covered with white brocade, and he sat cross-legged on it at night. Meditating at night is a lonely practice day after day.

But this practice is often not really lonely, because there is always a noisy sparrow beside him.

When the snow hadn't completely melted in the early spring, the sparrows leaned over again and chattered around him: "Your practice every day, don't you find it boring? My widow's paperwork has been approved, and I don't want to delay the business, go out and take a look." , to relax, so as not to get sick from boredom. If you are worried about the safety of the widow, then Aiqing...can you let the widow go with you?"

The tone of this person's speech is really nice.

The voice is clear and smooth, with a hoarse hoarseness like frost, every word is uttered like tiny beads, crackling and rolling into people's ears and hearts, it's hard not to listen.

Especially when the word "Aiqing" is pronounced, it sounds almost lingering.

He hadn't heard him call other courtiers and subordinates like that.

Seeing the ear-wrenching tone, Gu Jinghan's complexion, which was as if condensed by frost and snow, finally changed a little. He raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and a penetrating and cold gaze appeared from under the thick and slender eyelashes. He turned slightly, He settled on Rong Guozhu, who squeezed onto his soft stool in front of him, with a playful smile.

"The lord really wants to go?" Gu Jinghan asked.

Rong Fei's long eyebrows raised slightly, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection without smiling: "Of course. It's better for Aiqing to accompany me. Otherwise, how about I be kidnapped by the mountain ghost and fox spirit and become the master of the village?"

Gu Jinghan stared at Rong Guozhu's thick eyebrows for a moment, until he saw that Rong Fei's ears were on fire from his neck to his neck, then he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Since this is the case, it's okay to go with the shocking cold." .But does the lord know the customs of the Fengyang National Flower Festival?"

As soon as this remark came out, Rong Fei felt his eyebrows twitch, and before he could think clearly, he heard Gu Jinghan say: "Fengyang Flower Dynasty, enjoying flowers and swimming in the water, and being in love with concubines, has always been another Qixi Festival among the people of Fengyang. Day. There are only men and women walking together, or women in groups, Jinghan has never seen men traveling together in the flower court.”

"If Your Majesty really wants to go, aren't you afraid that the admonisher will hit the post?"

Rong Fei was startled, his expression uncertain.

Watching his slender and handsome hand knock back and forth on his knee a few times, Gu Jinghan silently counted ten in his heart, and when the word nine was still stuck in his heart, he felt a warm and cool skin feeling on the back of his hand.

Raising his eyes, he saw Rong Fei holding his hand, not at all the majesty and demeanor of the lord of a country, on the contrary, he looked like a frivolous dude from a good family: "Since men and women can't do it... then men and women. Aiqing is so handsome , the widow hates you to pretend to be a woman."

This time it was Gu Jinghan's turn to be dazed.

Before he had time to be stunned for a moment, Rong Fei's gorgeous eyebrows approached his eyes: "I can pretend to be a woman, so Aiqing...would you like to be my lover?"

A joke that was started by no one knows, but it has really developed to such a state.

When Gu Jinghan was standing on the porch, watching the tall figure in the room walking unhurriedly to the door, and stretched out his hand to push the door open, his heart, which had always been silent in the ancient well, skipped a beat, and then jumped wildly more than.

He frowned slightly, and was about to turn his eyes away, but his eyes were suddenly caught by a touch of red.

The door was ajar, and the dizzy warm light under the eaves of the corridor was pouring down, one by one, from the red and black light soft embroidered skirt, all the way to the thin waist covered with a plain belt and green belt.The well-shaped waistline moved slightly, and the rings jingled.

On the other side of the waist, hung a long sword. The tassels of the sword were long and broken, and fluttered freely, which was quite chivalrous.

"Aiqing, can you still see it?"

A hand was pressed on his arm, and the wafting fragrance was so close that Gu Jinghan had no choice but to meet that stunning face.

Rong Fei only showed his eyebrows, and the lower half of his face was covered with a gray-black veil, which hung over his neck and fell on his chest, slightly covering his overly flat chest and slightly protruding Adam's apple.

He didn't apply any rouge and gouache, but just painted his eyebrows, softening a pair of long, sharp eyebrows a lot, and sweeping away a little rouge at the end of his eyes, the heroic edge that belonged to a man suddenly turned into tenderness like water, Gently turning around slowly, following the pair of half-closed peach blossom eyes, looking straight into people's hearts.

"Sir, let me ask you something."

He didn't deliberately choke his throat, but the clear and moist male voice scratched his heart and lungs even more, as he got closer, it brushed against his ears like a whisper.

Gu Jinghan lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Rong Fei's loose long hair: "The king walks loosely, compared to ordinary women, I am afraid that he looks more like a night ghost."

As he said that, he took out a length of red rope from his sleeve, twirled his five fingers, and braided it into a chic and exquisite headband lightly. Wrap up the red hair band in your hand.

The skin on the nape of the neck was extraordinarily warm and soft, and when the fingertips brushed it over, it was as if one had tasted a high-quality jade.

Gu Jinghan raised his hand, and because of his posture, he almost embraced Rong Fei in his arms.

The two were about the same height, Rong Fei lowered his head slightly, and breathed lightly in his throat, which was warm and warm.The tip of his nose rubbed against the side of his face, and he smiled lightly: "Jing Han, why do you have a cold and faint fragrance on your body? It's strange that it smells good... Hey, it's not tied right. Put some, higher ones, to show your heroic spirit..."

Rong Fei held Gu Jinghan's wrist, lifted it up, and pointed at the position.

"You comb it with your fingers, don't make a mess."

Master Rong is quite demanding.

Fingers penetrated into the soft hair, Gu Jinghan was afraid of hurting him, so he combed it very slowly and meticulously, and it took a long time to close it, and was about to tie the headband when his waist suddenly felt hot.

Rong Fei wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him neck to neck.

With a shake of his hand, his black hair suddenly fell apart.

"Compared to when you first came last year, you are much thinner, and the Xian family can't really eat the valley, so you can eat more." Rong Fei calmly withdrew his hand, raised his eyes to look at Gu Jinghan, "A little taller, comb a little higher .”

Gu Jinghan remained silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and simply walked around behind Rong Fei, and neatly tied up Rong Guozhu's hair.

It's not easy for two big men to wear a women's dress, and they don't understand hair buns at all. Just follow the example of the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes and do a simple tie. Anyway, Rong Fei's attire already has a bit of a coquettish and romantic look. At first glance, at least at first glance, it would not be obvious that this is a man.

Going out of the small courtyard outside the palace, all the streets and alleys have been hung with bright lights and candles.

During the flower party during the day, Rong Fei had to go to the court to approve the memorial, so naturally he was too late to attend, so he could only hire a small boat at night and meander down the river to enjoy the spring flowers on both sides of the river with everyone.

Rong Fei was dressed in a sassy and heroic female attire, while Gu Jinghan changed into a set of moon-white single clothes covered with purple gauze, which was elegant and elegant.

The two walked side by side, towards the river bank, the crowd was bustling with excitement, crowded and crowded, Rong Guozhu was always pushed to the edge.Fearing that he would lose sight of the person he wanted to protect for a while, Gu Jinghan had no choice but to reach out and grab the person beside him, clasped his wrist, and walked forward with him.

"Hey, there is a beauty looking at you over there." Rong Guozhu whispered in Gu Jinghan's ear.

Gu Jinghan didn't want to talk to him at first, but he knew the nature of this person, so if he didn't talk to him at this time, he would make more noise later, so he asked casually, "Where is it?"

A hand stretched out from the side, squeezed his chin and turned it lightly.

"Here." Rong Fei narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

Gu Jinghan took off the hand pinched on his chin, pulled his thoughts out of those deep eyes, and looked aside in a blink of an eye, "Here we are, let's get on the boat."

Swimming to see flowers, naturally there must be water and flowers.

The small painting boat squeezed out from the group of tall boats, and swayed to one side with the long waves.The lights on both sides of the strait are brilliant, and the city is surrounded by rich brocades and reds. It is a pleasing scene to look at from a distance.

Leaning on the bridge, Rong Fei took off his shoes indecently and rinsed his feet in the river. He also picked up stones he didn't know when he picked them up, and occasionally played them in the water. It was very pleasant.But Gu Jinghan couldn't get used to it, so he directly wrapped Rong Guozhu's feet with a blanket.

"It's only February, the night is deep and the water is cold." Gu Jinghan said indifferently.

"It's not easy for the widow to come out, and I have to take you, the housekeeper," Rong Fei leaned forward in front of Gu Jinghan, looking at the man's more outstanding appearance in the blurred night, and said with a low voice, "How about you?" Speaking of Tianhan...Look at other people's husbands, if the wife is cold, they have to protect and hug them, so you know how to throw me a blanket..."

He flicked his finger towards the shore, leading Gu Jinghan to look at it.

I don't know if it's because Rong Fei's luck is really against the sky, or because the Fengyang National Flower Festival is so open, and the lovers of men and women are so sweet. In short, Gu Jinghan saw at a glance that nine out of ten couples were all half-embracing Half hugging, protecting his wife in his arms, for fear that others would bump into her.

"Learn a little bit, my lord."

His legs turned up like a master Rong Fei, without the slightest burden of being the lord of a country, his eyebrows were raised and the corners of his lips were curled up, looking at Gu Jinghan.

Gu Jinghan quietly looked at the shore for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand.

One arm passed through the bend of Rong Fei's knee, and the other wrapped around his back. Gu Jinghan lifted it lightly and deftly, and picked up a big man weighing more than 100 kilograms, and put it on his lap.

With the warm body in his arms, Gu Jinghan didn't dare to think about his heartbeat, so he reached out and took a cloak, unfolded it to wrap the person in his arms, and hugged him tightly through the thick clothes.

His chest trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the dazzlingly white piece of flesh on the side of Rong Fei's neck, and said in a low voice, "Is it still cold, lady?"

Rong Fei didn't speak or move.

After Gu Jinghan touched Rong Fei's face and dug him out of his arms, he found that Rong Guozhu had already fallen asleep and was dead.

The short flower morning and night tour ended before any taste was tasted.

This was the happiest and closest time for the two of them during Rong Fei's entire life as the Lord of Fengyang.Afterwards, the chaos started and the demon descended. Rong Fei said to him, Gu Tianshi, I am willing.

He is no longer called Aiqing, nor does he call himself a widow.

Afterwards, Gu Jinghan was no longer able to warm his hands and body when he was cold.

The rain knocked on the window lattice, and the cool air seeped into the house.

The huge and bewildered sense of loss swelled his chest, and he was so dull that he couldn't breathe. Gu Jinghan struggled out of the nightmare of the past, opened his eyes, looked at the faintly bright sky outside the window, and followed the sky, slipped his sight away to the faces of those around you.

"A Fei..."

Gu Jinghan gently kissed Rong Fei's wet red eyes.

The eyelashes on his lips trembled, Rong Fei half-opened his eyes, glanced at Gu Jinghan, spread his legs and hooked him over as usual, and muttered: "Having nightmares again? Come...feed you animal, so you don't have to worry about it." Pure nonsense..."

"Okay." Gu Jinghan said, "Thank you Rong Shao for your understanding."

Whether in the dream or not, he is actually the lucky one.

The author has something to say: the official end, intermittent, write today, thank you so much for your company QAQ loves you forever!

This is the end of the story of Young Master Gu and Young Master Rong. The second novel has both satisfaction and shortcomings, but I will continue to work hard in the future!

QAQ really likes them and is reluctant to part with them, but they can't stay with them forever, so let's stop here, and I will make up some episodes in WB in the future. WB is "Sucheng has wine".