remember who i am

In the spacious ox cart, Ji Yan was lying on Du Chunyu's lap, holding a lock of black silk in his hand, and swayed with the ox cart.

"Are you nervous?"

Looking at it from afar, one can already see the vague Huanbei City Wall.

Du Chunyu glanced at Ge Yue who was stuck in their ox cart and refused to go out, restrained the urge to hold Ji Yan in his arms, bit his lip, and shook his head slowly.

Ji Yan stretched out his other free hand, caressing Du Chunyu's lips, biting his lips is not a good habit.

Ge Yue drooped her head, looking at Ji Yan lying there leisurely, feeling unspeakably irritated in her heart.

"Ge Yue."

Ji Yan wrapped the lock of hair around his hands, and suddenly shouted.

"Yes!"

Ge Yue was startled, raised her head and answered loudly.

Ji Yan: ...

After a pause, Ji Yan continued, "Ge Yue, you can stay in Youzhou."

Ever since they passed by Youzhou Shangfeng ten days ago, Ge Yue has been silent.

They often stay in their cars!Staring at him and Du Chunyu in a daze! !

Hearing Ji Yan's words, Ge Yue's eyes lit up, but then she thought of something again, and said no quickly.

How can it be?

As the imperial guard, Ge Yue will not forget her duty easily.

But I don't know if that kid can take care of himself.

Looking at the extremely familiar city wall getting closer, Ji Yan had mixed feelings for a moment.

So is Ge Yue.

In the blink of an eye, it's been so long.

But nothing has changed in this city.

This is the place where they grew up, and this tall city wall, Ji Yan once secretly climbed it many times when no one was around.

Just to escape.

But the escape time was too short to satisfy Ji Yan at all.

In the back of his mind, a voice told him that maybe it was time to cut some things off.

"Ji Yan."

Ji Jing's voice sounded from the horse following the ox car.

Slightly shivering, but no matter how ugly the words are, he must say, "When you see your father, don't talk about you and Du Chunyu."

Ji Yan curled his lips, didn't look at Ji Jing, and didn't respond.

Ji Jing waited for a while, but didn't see a reply from Ji Yan, she opened her mouth, but all the words fell back into her throat.

The calf exerted strength, and the horse accelerated its running speed, and Ji Jing's figure disappeared after a while.

Ji Yan looked at the strands of hair in his hand, carefully picking out the forked ends.Ignoring Ji Jing's departure.

in the palace.

In the empty imperial study room, Ji Jing knelt on the ground, and Ji Xiujie looked at each other, neither of them said anything.

"Is Liu'er okay?"

After holding back for a while, Ji Xiujie finally spoke first.

"good."

Ji Jing nodded slightly, expressionless.

Obviously, Ji Jing has no feelings for his father.

Jiang Hua, who was grinding at the side, walked up to Ji Jing, picked up his eldest son, looked at Ji Jing's thinned face, and said distressedly, "Did you suffer a lot in Jiangning?"

"It's nothing."

Ji Jing got up, took a step back, and cleverly opened the distance with Jiang Hua.

Shaking the dust off his body, he stood quietly and obediently, with his head lowered.

As if nothing happened, his face was calm.

Jiang Hua's hand that was just stretched out to pat Ji Jing froze in mid-air, and smiled awkwardly.

Ji Xiujie blew his beard and stared, seeing his wife's embarrassment, he didn't give Ji Jing a good face immediately, "Go back and take care of your little son!"

Ji Jing's eyes widened, "Did Zelan give birth?"

"No, it's only eight months!"

Ji Jing, who was too surprised, forgot to maintain his usual steady demeanor in front of his father, raised his legs and ran towards the palace gate.

The fast running brought out a gust of wind in the quiet study room, blowing Jiang Hua's temples.

The woman who was no longer young but still charming smiled wryly, the only thing in this world that can make Ji Jing fluctuate is her daughter-in-law and Ji Yan.

For her and him, for the two children, there may only be the gift of the monarch and his ministers, and the grace of childbearing.

But not much family happiness.

Ji Xiujie put his arms around Jiang Hua's thin body, and said in a rather apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Jiang Hua shook his head with a troubled look on his face.

It was her fault that her two sons became what they are today.

One regards life and death as nothing, and has no vitality in the whole person; the other hates the world all day long and is fearless.

And Ji Yan, who had just returned to the palace, couldn't wait to lead Du Chunyu to his residence first.

In the secluded courtyard, there are only three small rooms that are not luxurious.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a small hot spring, just enough to accommodate a person.

Around the yard, a circle of willow trees is planted, and at the door, there is a simple swing hidden among the flowers and plants.

It's a simple courtyard without a maid or guard. If Du Chunyu didn't tell him, Du Chunyu would never have guessed that this is the residence of a prince of a country.

It's just an ordinary farmyard.

Ji Yan put Du Chunyu on the swing, and kissed Du Chunyu's forehead lightly, "Wait here for me obediently."

"it is good."

Du Chunyu's Adam's apple rolled for a week, watching Ji Yan enter the middle room.

Slowly shake the rope, and the little swing is rippling.

Lowering his eyes, he saw the immature flowers and plants carved on the wooden pedals, and couldn't help tracing them carefully with his fingers.

very nice.

Finally got the person abducted.

The moment Ji Yan came out from Huanbei, Ji Yan had imagined countless times the scene of bringing Aze back to his den.

In the room, Ji Yan threw himself onto the big bed. In his room, this bed occupied three quarters of the size of his room, which can be said to be very luxurious.

The soft bed exuded a faint smell of ambergris, Ji Yan buried his head in the quilt, and took a deep breath.

It is undeniable that the only thing Ji Yan can't let go of here is the big bed.

After resting enough, Ji Yan took himself off the quilt and randomly picked out one of the black prince's clothes in the closet.

There are five giant pythons embroidered on it, their teeth and claws are like dragons, winding and climbing all over the clothes, showing a sense of presence.

Different from Chonghuang in previous dynasties, in Huanbei, all princes and princes must wear black python suits, and the emperor also wears black dragon robes.

In fact, Ji Yan doesn't like this black color very much, and always feels that wearing such dark color clothes makes him look old for a few years.

After changing clothes, it is inevitable to go to see Ji Xiujie.

Ji Yan gently pushed open the door, and found that Du Chunyu was looking at something with his head down, so he walked lightly and walked around behind Du Chunyu quietly.

Hold Du Chunyu's lower back and push forward——

The whole swing flew forward in an instant.

Du Chunyu grasped the rope tightly, and pulled Ji Yan onto his lap the moment the swing fell back, and the indescribable parts of the two of them came into intimate contact instantly.

Ji Yan: ...! !

The swing flew forward uncontrollably, and at a considerable height.

Ji Yan is a little afraid of heights, and his whole body hangs on Du Chunyu with both hands and feet.

The swing was still rising and falling rapidly, and the unspeakable parts of the two of them rubbed back and forth with the rising and falling of the swing, which felt strange to the touch.

Blushing, Ji Yan finally couldn't bear this strange feeling, his body was already slightly hot, so he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Good Chunyu, hurry up and stop the swing."

Du Chunyu smiled lightly, instead of listening to Ji Yan's words, he swung harder on the swing.

After swinging for an unknown amount of time, Du Chunyu finally mercifully stopped the swing.

Ji Yan was still holding on to Du Chunyu tightly, his newly tied hair was also slightly messy, and the light green hosta was slightly tilted, hanging very unsteadily on the soft hair.

Her thin lips parted slightly, panting lightly.

In this hugging posture, Du Chunyu got down from the swing, put Ji Yan on the small table in the yard, and re-tied his hair.

When Ji Yan dawdled to the imperial study, Ji Xiujie's expression could be described as extremely ugly.

Jing'er has been gone for nearly two hours, and the sixth child has just arrived!

Ji Yan walked unhurriedly, his face was still slightly hot, and the strange touch seemed to stick to his body all the time, making Ji Yan's walking steps always floating, as if he was stepping on a cloud, limp.

"Father," seeing Ji Xiujie's stinky face as if he owed him a lot of money, Ji Yan obediently stood at the door of the imperial study, keeping a certain safe distance from Ji Xiujie.

"I haven't seen my father for a long time, so I will inevitably have to take a bath and change clothes." With eyes lowered and hands folded in front of him, Ji Yan had already thought of a reason for taking so long to come here.

Ji Xiujie almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It is really that the current Ji Yan is too similar to the Ji Jing just now, which makes Ji Xiujie have a certain illusion.

"Come here." A voice full of dignity.

"Oh." Ji Yan rolled his eyes speechlessly with his head down, and took two small steps forward.

Ji Xiujie: ...

What kind of sons are they all!

They are all raised by Lao Tzu!

"look up."

Continue to give orders.

Ji Yan raised his head obediently, but his eyes were still fixed on the ground, as if there was some rare treasure on the ground.

Well, fat.

Ji Xiujie got the answer in his heart, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "What experience do you have in this line of work?"

Ji Yan blinked, thinking about other things just now, but didn't hear what Ji Xiujie said.

"Father, take good care of your health!" The words popped out suddenly without thinking.

Jiang Hua, who was still studying ink, burst out laughing, Liu'er is still the same as before.

He obviously hasn't looked at Ji Xiujie since he entered the room, but he just opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

Ji Yan glanced at Jiang Hua, then boasted, "The queen mother is young again."

Ji Xiujie, who has been in a high position for many years, hasn't heard such a simple advice for a long time, and he doesn't know whether to be relieved or worry that the child doesn't care about him.

After pausing for a while, Ji Xiujie found that he had nothing to say, seeing his youngest son who hadn't come home for a long time was fat and white, so he had nothing to worry about.

"The one who came back with you is..."

The person who came back with Ji Yan was Du Chunyu, and Ji Xiujie already knew that.

But he still wanted to ask his youngest son how he invited such a character to Huanbei.

After all, the members of the Du family have been rooted in the south for generations, and few of them have gone north, let alone the few direct descendants of the Du family.

"That's right, I'm with Du Chunyu!"

Ji Yan straightened his neck, and finally looked up into Ji Xiujie's eyes.

Bright and radiant.

Looking at his youngest son's eyes suddenly emitting a strange light, Ji Xiujie was stunned for a rare moment.

"what?"

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small theater:

Ge Yue: My Fenger~

Shang Feng: Ah~

Ge Yue: My stupid~

Shang Feng: Ah~~

Ge Yue: Lingering~

Shang Feng: Ahh~~~

Ge Yue: Go to the end of the world~

Shang Feng: Good! (づ￣[-]￣)づ

Ge Yue: What's good?

Shang Feng: Go to the end of the world (⊙o⊙)...

Ge Yue: (covers face)