Wanli Fenghou Road in the past

When Tang Wei woke up again, it was still dark, and Zheng Che'an was lying on the bed with his arms around him. Tang Wei looked at Zheng Che'an's black and blue eyes with distress, and didn't want to disturb his rest without moving.

"Hmm...wake up?" Zheng Chean slept very lightly, and when he saw Tang Wei woke up, he touched his forehead first: "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay..." Tang Yu smiled gently: "Your Majesty, please sleep a little longer... Your minister is doing well..."

Zheng Che'an was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Avoiding Tang Yu's wound, he pinched Tang Yu's slender waist gently: "Caring about me? Why don't you ask about Nan Shao's war?"

"Ah..." Tang Yu's face turned red, "His Royal Highness..."

"The city has been broken." Zheng Chean sat up and stretched: "Are you hungry? Get up and eat something!"

Tang Yu fell asleep all day long, his body was indeed a little weak, he hesitated again and again, quietly grabbed Zheng Che'an's clothes, and followed him forward with some attachment.

Zheng Che'an was so happy that he was about to fly, the corners of his mouth turned up again, wishing he could walk more slowly.

Although it is the day of the second watch, how can the palace people dare to rest?The steaming pine nut porridge was served quickly.

Since Zheng Che'an ascended the throne, this was the first time that the two had a drink at the same table, and Zheng Che'an couldn't help but move closer to Tang Wei.

The pine nut porridge had a fragrant smell, and it soon filled the entire hall. Tang Yu had always liked this taste the most, so he took a spoonful and blew it gently.

"Your Majesty don't want it?" Tang Yu asked as he handed the spoon to Zheng Che'an.

"Yes!" Zheng Che'an lowered his head with a smile, and opened his mouth to bite the spoon that Tang Wei extended over.

Tang Yu was a little embarrassed, even though there was no one else around, the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.

Zheng Che'an smiled gently: "We can set off for Beijing in the future, do you want to play around for a few days?"

"Let's see what His Majesty means!"

"Okay, lie down with me for a while..." After the bowl of pine nut porridge finished, Zheng Che'an really felt a little sleepy. He sat by Tang Yu's bed all day, listening to the soldiers come in again and again to report to Han Yunqing In the battle, it was not until Nan Shao was defeated that he hugged Tang Yu and squinted for a while.

Tang Yu slept for a whole day, but the wound was still aching. Occasionally, his temples hurt so badly that he fell into a coma instead of falling asleep while lying on the bed.

Zheng Che'an hugged Tang Yu cautiously, and soon fell asleep.

Tang Wei opened his eyes, only to feel his body swaying, and looked blankly at the strange ceiling.

Zheng Che'an's voice came from above his head: "We are almost at the imperial city."

Only now did Tang Wei wake up a lot. Now he was sitting in the carriage, nestling in Zheng Che'an's arms in an extremely ambiguous posture, and immediately felt very embarrassed.

"Drink some water." Zheng Chean brought a cup of tea to Tang Wei.

Tang Wei sat up slowly, and Zheng Chean held his waist and sat on his lap, with his long hair loosely loose.

"Yuan Heng, it's snowing outside." Zheng Che'an picked up a strand of Tang Yu's hair and said, "It's very beautiful."

Tang Wei didn't know why Zheng Che'an wanted to tell him these things, so he just nodded slightly.

"Go out and have a look?" Zheng Che'an put a piece of clothing on Tang Wei.

Naturally, Tang Yu would not spoil his interest, and followed Zheng Che'an out of the carriage. There were small snowflakes floating in the sky, and a vast expanse of whiteness could be seen as far as the eye could see. small pavilion.

"Your Majesty... what's the matter?" Tang Wei seemed to feel Zheng Che'an's emotional fluctuations.

Zheng Che'an stared into Tang Yu's eyes for a long time, and with the scattered snowflakes all around, he bowed his head and kissed the thin lips with great care.

Tang Wei raised his head slightly in an extremely obedient manner, and jerky responded to Zheng Che'an's kiss.

Zheng Che'an felt ecstasy in his heart, and he couldn't help deepening the kiss. Tang Yu was a little out of breath, and instinctively wanted to break free from Zheng Che'an's kiss, and he stuck his back to the stone pillar by the pavilion before taking a few steps back. .

The red paint on the stone pillars at the four corners of the pavilion is very eye-catching in the snow-white world. Tang Yu, dressed in white, leaned on the pillars, greeted Zheng Che'an's kiss, and hugged the person in front of him with both hands involuntarily.

"Hmm..." The corners of Tang Yu's eyes were red, he leaned softly against the pillar, and buried his head on Zheng Che'an's chest.

Zheng Che'an trapped Tang Yu between himself and the stone pillar in this posture, and gently leaned close to Tang Yu's ear, with a very magnetic voice: "Yuan Heng..."

"Ok?"

Zheng Che'an was half a head taller than Tang Yu, and Tang Yu's body was shaken by his deep voice. The incomparable Ninth Five Lord looked into his eyes seriously, but his tone was trembling: "I'm sorry..."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Tang Yu said in a daze, at a loss.

Zheng Che'an held Tang Yu's hand and led him to the jade pendant he was wearing. Tang Yu only touched it slightly, and his face blushed a little: "Mr...."

"I'm sorry..." Zheng Che'an slowly leaned on Tang Yu's neck and shoulders: "Why are you in love? Beautiful jade with Luoying... Yuan Heng, why didn't you tell me..."

"Dang, back then... I... I was afraid..."

"I'm sorry." Zheng Che'an hugged Tang Yu tightly, repeating these words over and over again.

Tang Wei has never been able to understand why Zheng Che'an was so excited suddenly at that time, because Zheng Che'an went to see Xu Yijun when he was unconscious.

"What else do you want to say?" Zheng Che'an asked coldly.

"Oh...Come on! There is nothing I can do to win the king and lose the bandit..." Xu Yijun leaned leisurely on the iron gate, turned his back to Zheng Che'an and smiled silently: "How is Master Tang?"

"Tang Wei, you don't need to care about it."

"Are you very possessive?" Xu Yijun said with a bit of sarcasm: "But what's the use of it! If it's gone, it's gone. What's the use of compensation?"

"What do you want to say?" Zheng Che'an raised his eyebrows.

"Tang Yu...Tang Yuanheng...hehe, he is the stupidest person I have ever seen!" Xu Yijun raised his head: "Your Majesty! Did you ever visit him when he was imprisoned?"

Zheng Che'an was dumbfounded. He was enthroned at that time, and he was so busy that he couldn't get away. Although he and Tang Yu had a tacit understanding not to mention this matter, Zheng Che'an still felt guilty in retrospect.

Xu Yijun couldn't wait for his answer, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "You haven't, but I have been there." Xu Yijun stood up abruptly, grabbed the railing of the iron gate and stared fiercely into Zheng Che'an's eyes: "You know what he said what?"

Zheng Che'an stared at him blankly, wondering what he was thinking.

Xu Yijun took a deep breath: "At that time, Tang Yuanheng shrank weakly in the corner of the dungeon. When he saw me, he just nodded slightly. I looked at him for a long time, but he never said a word, as quiet as if he was sleeping. It was only when I was leaving that he suddenly stopped me."

"'What do you want to say?' I asked, with the same gentle smile on his face as usual, and his tone was light: 'Please help Your Majesty well.' I turned around incredulously: 'What? Don't you want to May I bring you to His Majesty?'"

"Tang Yuanheng shook his head lightly: 'Your Majesty grows up, he will become a generation of Mingjun, I... tired.'"

"'If there is an afterlife... I hope I don't meet His Majesty again...'"