Your Majesty, he is as beautiful as a flower

"Your Highness, is there something on your mind?" When playing chess, Yuchen asked Cheng Wanqiao when he saw Cheng Wanqiao twiddling the sunspot and refused to drop it.

Cheng Wanqiao came back to his senses, and looked at him for a moment, a faint smile floated on his lips, "It's okay."

"If Your Highness wants to say something, I will listen with all my ears. If Your Highness doesn't want to say it, I won't force it."

Therefore, he had already seen that even if Cheng Wanqiao said he was fine, he couldn't hide it from him.

Originally, Cheng Wanqiao told him everything, but he still couldn't open his mouth about this matter.If you tell him that the queen mother wants him to marry a wife, but he doesn't know how to refuse.

Then he will definitely ask why he does not want to marry a wife.

Yuchen glanced out the window, "Suddenly want to drink."

Cheng Wanqiao said, "I'll have someone prepare the wine."

Yuchen smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I think it's better to drink at night, if you get drunk, you can just fall asleep and fall asleep."

"it is good."

"Will your Highness drink with me?"

Cheng Wanqiao had been frowning for the past two days, thinking that drinking would relieve his worries, so he nodded in agreement.

At night, lanterns are hung everywhere in Yixiang Mansion.

Half a month has passed since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today is just a new moon.

There were wine glasses and thin-necked pots on the stone table in the courtyard. Yuchen picked up the white porcelain wine glass, put it under his nose and smelled it first, "This wine is really good."

Cheng Wanqiao said: "It is the white jade dew brewed by the No. [-] distillery in Beijing. It is brewed with the spring morning dew, and then buried in the ground for seven years. Because the morning dew is difficult to harvest, it is said that only ten altars and eight altars are produced every year."

Yuchen took a sip of his wine, "Your Highness has a lot of research on wine."

Cheng Wanqiao doesn't like to drink on weekdays, and happens to be the least researched about alcohol. "Bai Yulu is extremely rare. I've heard people say it a lot, so I wrote it down."

Yu Chen said: "Although this Bai Yulu is good, it's still not as good as my wine from Yu Lingxi. The last time your Highness went to Yu Lingxi, I was in a hurry. I'll try it next time."

Cheng Wanqiao smiled, "Okay."

The two drank a few glasses each, the wine was old wine, so naturally it was a bit strong, after drinking a few glasses they felt hot, but fortunately it was a bit cold outside, so it just warmed up a bit.

"The days go by so quickly. Before I know it, I have been in the capital for two months." Yu Chen said.

Cheng Wanqiao looked at him, he mentioned Yu Lingxi just now, he must be homesick, he asked: "Are you homesick?"

Yuchen smiled lightly, "Why would Your Highness ask such a question? I just think that the days with His Highness pass quickly."

Cheng Wanqiao's face flushed a little, not knowing whether it was because of the alcohol or because of Yu Chen's words.

"There are two more months until the Dragon Sacrifice Ceremony. After that, I have no reason to stay in the capital, and I have no reason to live in this Yixiang Mansion. Will His Highness send me back like when I came here?"

Hearing these words, Cheng Wanqiao felt as if something had pricked his heart. Yuchen was still not a mortal, and he always wanted to go back to Yulingxi.However, he was also mentally prepared, he and Yuchen were originally on different paths.

He said: "Yes, I will ask my father to send you back to Yulingxi."

Yuchen picked up the thin-necked jug, poured himself a glass of wine, and then poured another glass for Cheng Wanqiao, "That's good, it will take [-] days to go to Yulingxi, which means that His Highness and I can at least spend day and night together." Nearly three months."

Cheng Wanqiao lowered his eyes, looked at the wine in the white porcelain cup, and felt a little lonely at the thought of being separated from Yuchen.

He picked up the wine glass and drank a few glasses in a row, the blush on his face became even more intense.

Yuchen propped his chin and looked at him carefully, "I heard that His Highness doesn't drink well, it seems to be true."

Cheng Wanqiao's eyes were full of water, which was very cute. Yuchen raised his wide sleeve and stroked his cheek, which was very hot.

His hand was wrapped by another hand, Yu Chen was a little surprised, and let him hold his hand, wanting to see what he would do next.

Then, Cheng Wanqiao only held it for a while, then let go.

Yuchen took his hand back, poured him a glass of wine, and then said, seemingly unintentionally, "Your Highness is depressed?"

Although Cheng Wanqiao was still somewhat sensible after drinking, compared to when he was sober, he cared less and talked more. He let go and said, "The imperial grandmother wants to marry me."

Yuchen finally understood why he had been depressed since yesterday, and it turned out that it was because of this matter.

He followed his words and continued to ask. At this time, Cheng Wanqiao was willing to say anything, "Your Highness has also reached the age to talk about marriage. Isn't it right to marry a wife and have children? Why is Your Highness still depressed?"

"I..." Cheng Wanqiao looked at Yu Chen with watery eyes, and his eyes were a little obsessed.

Yuchen let him watch, "Your Highness is unwilling?"

Cheng Wanqiao lowered her head, "Yes."

"Why?"

Cheng Wanqiao didn't make a sound, Yuchen picked up the white porcelain cup, put it to his lips and took a sip.

"Because..." Cheng Wanqiao raised his head, his face was a little redder than before, the wine was very strong and full of stamina.

Yuchen looked at him, waiting for his next sentence, Cheng Wanqiao picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it up.

Cheng Wanqiao is a piece of wood. When he is sober, morality and ethics are always on his mind. He does not violate the rules at all. When he is drunk, his deep-rooted thinking is still there, and he does not easily say anything that violates ethics.

Yuchen waited anxiously.

"Because I have someone I like." Cheng Wanqiao finally said it, and he swallowed, "But I can't marry him."

Yu Chen asked again: "Who is your Highness's favorite person?"

Cheng Wanqiao stared blankly at Yuchen, and the only sliver of reason he had left told him that he couldn't speak any more, and if he continued, he would never recover.

"I'm drunk... I'm drunk..." He stood up holding the stone table, his body swayed a little, dizzy for a while, he was about to fall to the side, and then fell into an embrace.

In addition to the smell of wine, the tip of the nose also has a faint scent, which is familiar to him, and only Yuchen has it. He is greedy for this scent, to the point of obsession.

He heard a nice voice next to his ear, "Your Highness, mortals have only been alive for a few dozen years, and it is fleeting. Why bother to keep yourself trapped in the cage of general ethics, be selfish, and think more about yourself, won't you?" Are you more comfortable?"

This sentence caught his ears and became the best catalyst. Cheng Wanqiao raised his arms in a strange way, and hugged him tightly, wishing to rub him into his bones. This is something he wanted to do many times but dared not do.

Feeling the strength on his body, the corners of Yuchen's lips curled up slightly. He was a little taller than Cheng Wanqiao. He slightly lowered his head and looked at him, "Your Highness, you know that I also have someone I like, but unfortunately that person is A piece of wood, no matter how I tease him, he will not be moved, but I just like him."

Cheng Wanqiao's mind went blank, and the sentence "I just like him" left his reason and ethics behind, and the churning love and possessive desire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

unstoppable.

All the words I wanted to say were drowned between my lips and teeth.

The moon was as cool as water, and in the courtyard, one purple and one white figure hugged each other, and then the man in purple picked up the man in white and entered the room.

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The next day, Cheng Wanqiao woke up at dawn with a headache, but he found that his body hurt more than the headache, as if he was falling apart.

He opened his eyes, his head was muddled, and wanted to get up, but found someone pillowed on his arm. When he saw that person clearly, he was startled, Yuchen's face like suet white jade was right in front of him, so close that he could almost to paste.

Cheng Wanqiao was like a stone sculpture, motionless, afraid of waking up the person who was resting on his arm.He tried his best to recall what happened after drinking yesterday, but he only remembered some fragments. From when Yuchen asked him who his crush was, there were only a few fragments left, but he still remembered the body feeling very deeply.

Intertwining, rubbing... There are still some fragments of these that linger in my mind.

So, last night he and Yuchen...

Thinking of this, his face became hot, redder than the setting sun.

Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, a little lazily, "Good morning, Your Highness."

When Cheng Wanqiao heard his voice, his heart tensed up, "I... last night... I..."

After hesitating for a long time without uttering a word clearly, Yuchen got up from his arms, lay on his side, looked at him with his head on his hands and asked, "Your Highness, have you forgotten?"

Cheng Wanqiao responded, "Yes."

"Then I'll tell His Highness." Yu Chen's index finger stroked the side of his face, "Last night, His Highness spoke the truth after drinking, saying that he likes me, and he still hugged me."

Cheng Wanqiao didn't expect to be rebellious, so he sat up with his arms propped up, "I'm sorry, I..."

"I haven't finished yet." Yu Chen also sat up, and continued: "Then, I said that I also like His Highness, and after that, you and I can't help it."

Cheng Wanqiao didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment, the excitement and worry of breaking through taboos, like two rivers converging in his heart, for a while, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Seeing Cheng Wanqiao's expression of remorse, Yu Chen was saddened, "If Your Highness regrets, then the lunch never happened, and I was willing to be around last night."

"No." Cheng Wanqiao was very upset, but he knew that since he and Yuchen had a physical relationship, he couldn't let him down, "Don't get me wrong, I, I have no regrets."

"And then? What is Your Highness planning?"

Cheng Wanqiao still couldn't make plans, because there were some things he could do without his plans, and there were too many worries, "I'm afraid it will ruin your reputation."

This idiot is still thinking about his reputation at this moment, "Why does Your Highness think that I care about my reputation? What does it matter to me what others say about me? I just want your Highness to say a word."

Cheng Wanqiao opened his mouth, but it was still difficult to open his mouth. Two days ago, he was trapped by the queen mother's words about marriage. He had thought of many ways, one of which was to express his heart to Yuchen, but he weighed it over and over again. I think that idea is too absurd.

"Your Highness, don't be embarrassed. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Cheng Wanqiao held Yuchen's hand, looked at him and said word by word: "If your heart is like mine, you will definitely live up to your love."

At this moment, Cheng Wanqiao thought that the worst outcome would be that he lost Yuchen, there was nothing worse than this, so he could make this decision without hesitation, even though the road ahead was boundless and difficult.

The corners of Yuchen's lips twitched slightly, "Then about the marriage, what is Your Highness planning?"

"I will be clear with the emperor's grandmother, even if I disobey Yi's order, I will not hesitate."

Yuchen raised his hand and pressed him into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, you are not alone, there is me too, if the sky falls, I will protect you under my wings, if the ground cracks, I will protect you." Take you to the sky."

Hearing this, Cheng Wanqiao's eyes were wet. He was not the most eye-catching prince since he was a child, and even his mother and concubine were not close to him. Yuchen was the first person to tell him to protect him.

Whether he resisted the decree or ruined his reputation, he didn't care anymore, because there was someone in this world who made him feel that even if he died, he would have no regrets.