Funing Hall

Although Zhao Cong was not seasick all the way from Kaifeng to Chuzhou, his body could barely maintain his health, but he hadn't been able to take a good rest.

No matter how many utensils you bring from the palace, and no matter how strong the atmosphere in the palace is when you are resting, it is not the palace.

Now in Hangzhou, it suddenly calmed down.Although he and Zhao Shiqi were still awkward, living in Zhao Shiqi's yard, he suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind.

After he returned to the courtyard, he wrote some letters and sent them to Kaifeng Mansion, where he ate and rested early.

Even if it wasn't for the embarrassment, it was rare for Mrs. Shan to see her son. He rested alone in the room and didn't want to disturb their mother and son.

Zhao Shiqi's home in Hangzhou inevitably had peach blossoms, so Rantao went to cut some branches and put them in vases, and put them in the inner room.

Zhao Cong stared at the bottle of peach blossoms in a daze.

The bunch of peach blossoms Zhao Shiqi bought has remained on the boat until now.

He didn't dare to look more.

After all, they are in that kind of relationship, it is better to have less ambiguous behavior in the future.He sighed, determined to stay in Hangzhou for three or two days before going back.After going back this time, Zhao Shiqi's house was also repaired. From now on, he will live outside the palace and live inside the palace by himself. It should be better after a long time, right?

He thought again that this house was indeed as exquisite as Zhao Shiqi said, but why was it called "Xiao's Mansion"?Shan lady's surname is Shan.But it's not easy to ask about this matter, he thought for a while, and guessed that he used a surname at will in order to hide it.

His body was exhausted, he thought about it wildly, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Zhao Shiqi came in the dark, when Rantao, who was guarding outside, saw him coming, he said with a smile: "Little Lang, my lady has already rested?"

Zhao Shiqi nodded.

"Your Majesty is asleep too."

Zhao Shiqi nodded again: "I'll take a look at him."

"Yes." Rantao stepped aside and let him in without worry.

The layout of the southern house is somewhat different from that of the northern house, he was actually a little afraid that Zhao Cong would not sleep well.There are no windows in his bedroom, only screens.Walking around the screen, he first saw a few pink and white peach blossoms in a tall rouge-glazed slender neck bottle on the bedside table.

When he saw it, his fingertips felt a little hot.

He was silent for a moment, walked to the side of the bed, and opened the curtain.

Zhao Cong probably fell asleep not too long ago, and his sleeping posture is still very elegant.He was lying on his back with his hands on the quilt, breathing slowly.Although there were candles lit in the room, there were not many, and the light was a little dim.Under the dim light, Zhao Cong's complexion was not carefully observed.

After the scene in the boat, neither of them seemed to look at each other again out of embarrassment.

During the five years when he was separated from Zhao Cong, he actually wondered why he was changed by Zhao Cong's influence in less than a year?Why doesn't he even want the throne?That was what he had been thinking about until death, and it was also the only purpose for which he planned all kinds of things after his rebirth.

What does he think of Zhao Cong?

uncle?Of course not.How are they related.

King and minister?Naturally, it's impossible, he doesn't want them to have this kind of relationship.

Their relationship is more than monarch and minister, how can these two cold words "jun and minister" describe the relationship between him and Zhao Cong.

Strange to say, he is a cold person with a cold heart, he would rather the whole world stay away from him.Except for Zhao Cong, he hopes that the relationship between him and Zhao Cong is unique in the world, and it cannot be described by any words or words.

Back in Tokyo, back to Zhao Cong's side, he only wanted to not offend Zhao Cong, only wanted to please Zhao Cong, and moreover, he thought about how to stand in front of Zhao Cong, help him, and protect him.

He had no time to think about the relationship between the two of them.

Haven't seen each other for many years, he is busy mending the relationship between the two, he wants to make Zhao Cong adapt to him now.

He sometimes worried that Zhao Cong would be displeased by his overly violent self, so he would deliberately be more obedient and cuter in front of Zhao Cong, just like what Zhao Cong once praised with a smile when he was 11 years old: cute.

Although he still doesn't understand what cuteness means, but, probably, it's a good idea.

He thought, Zhao Cong liked him like this.Because at that time, every time Zhao Cong saw him, he was very happy and would bend his eyes and smile.

But sometimes he worried that he would appear to be too dependent on Zhao Cong in this way, and he would appear a little weak, and he was afraid that Zhao Cong would not like it.

He even felt perplexed and puzzled by himself that he had never felt before.

Unknowingly, at this moment, he turned his head to take a look.

After meeting Zhao Cong at the age of 11, from the moment he carried Zhao Cong out of the back garden and spoke, everything was different.

His mother said that he had no hometown for a long time.

Their true family and home abandoned them.

For the past two lifetimes, except when he was cowardly at the beginning, he has always lived a seemingly reckless and bold life. In fact, only he himself knows the confusion in his heart.It is precisely because of the confusion that when everything is gone, he is crazier than anyone else to grab everything he can.

He was born when he shouldn't have been born.

His birth was not like others with blessings and expectations.

Even his mother, although she loved him in every possible way later, had difficulty accepting his existence at first.

But since he has been born as a human being, as long as he still has the mind, who does not desire to have a home, a place where fallen leaves return to their roots.

In other words, it is not a home, but a place or person that makes you feel at ease when you look at it.

His mother also said that Hangzhou is her home, and so is Tokyo.

He is her home.

his home?

No one gave it to him, he had to find it, get it, and get it by himself.

Looking at the sleeping Zhao Cong like this, Zhao Shiqi suddenly understood what home is.

Wherever there is Zhao Cong, it is probably his home.

It is also the place he yearns for.

With someone like Zhao Cong, he probably could really live like a human being.

But someone like Zhao Cong, who wouldn't want to get close to him.

Zhao Shiqi stood in front of Zhao Cong's bed in a daze, until Zhao Cong fell asleep more and more deeply, and his sleeping posture began to lose its elegance. Zhao Cong turned his body sideways and slept facing outward.The hand that was originally placed on his body also stretched out, one hand was pressed under him, and the other was stretched out of the bed.

Only then did Zhao Shiqi gradually regain his senses, he bent down, carefully picked up Zhao Cong's hand, and wanted to tuck his hand back into the quilt.

Zhao Cong grabbed his hand backhandedly.

His fingertips became hot again.

He couldn't help but knelt down on the bed again, and looked closer at Zhao Cong's face.

No wonder people always say that the ignorant are the bravest.

He finally found out what he really wanted for Zhao Cong, but how could he express it?

Does Zhao Cong like men?Even if he loves men, Zhao Cong is the emperor, he has a concubine he loves, and in the future he will have a prince.Will Zhao Cong give up the world for a man?Even if Zhao Cong is willing, he is not willing.Everything in the world is not easy. Since you are born into the royal family, you should take up this responsibility well. If you can't take up this responsibility well, you will be ashamed of the people and the world, and ashamed of this life.

If Zhao Cong doesn't like men, maybe he will hate him?Want to see him in the future?

If Zhao Cong loves a man, he happens to also love him.

They are uncles and nephews in name.

How could he tell Zhao Cong that he was not from the Zhao family?Tell Zhao Cong his real identity?His true identity involves that only secret.After knowing who he is, Zhao Cong is still willing to believe him?

Zhao Cong was afraid that he would never see him again.At that time, whatever he said would be wrong and a conspiracy.

Zhao Shiqi smiled wryly and poked around, no matter what the situation was, whether he concealed it or confessed it, the ending was actually the same.

He was a straightforward person, but he finally encountered something difficult to make a decision.

He carefully let go of Zhao Cong's hand, but Zhao Cong was still holding it tightly. He looked down at Zhao Cong's hand again.

After watching for a long time, he couldn't hold back, and lowered his head to kiss Zhao Cong's hand.

When he raised his head again, Zhao Cong actually moved, and he froze immediately.

Fortunately, after Zhao Cong moved, he let go of his hand.

He relaxed his body, looked at Zhao Cong again, and finally got up.

This time Zhao Cong didn't hold his hand again, his right hand seemed a bit lost, he raised his right hand to take a look, covered the curtain, turned and went out.

Inside the curtain, Zhao Cong slept more and more soundly.

He also dreamed of going to the beach with his parents when he was a child in his previous life.In this dream, there was neither a sudden tsunami nor panicked crowds.There is only the calm sea, and the smiles on the faces of him, his father, and his mother.

In the dream, he held his father in his left hand and his mother in his right hand, running on the warm beach.

Even in his dream, he laughed unconsciously.

Then, as if sensing the cold, he put the hand kissed by Zhao Shiqi into the quilt himself.

It seemed that he wanted to save this rare kiss unintentionally.

Zhao Cong stayed in Hangzhou for three days.

After breakfast the next day, Zhao Shiqi came to pick him up to go shopping.

Zhao Cong was still embarrassed at first, and was a little angry because Zhao Shiqi stared at Su Yan a few more times, but as soon as Zhao Shiqi came in, he said generously: "Your Majesty, I have had breakfast, shall I go out for a stroll with you?"

He was taken aback, how could Little Eleven suddenly become generous!

Zhao Shiqi simply sat beside him, and asked again: "Your Majesty?" The voice and manner were the same as in the past!

Zhao Cong stared at him, somehow forgot about touching his lips?Is that the end of the matter?

Zhao Shiqi looked at him, his eyes were as clean as before.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you have really forgotten.

Zhao Cong was defeated, since Zhao Shiqi has read this article, it shows that he really didn't do it on purpose, and he didn't mean anything else.How could he continue to be so awkward?

But he felt a little bit lost in his heart, it turned out that Zhao Shiqi really didn't do it on purpose.

After finishing his meal, he took his master and Zhao Shiqi out for a walk in the street.

On the way to the outside of the mansion, peach blossoms fell on the ground.Zhao Cong looked at the peach blossoms on the ground, and thought, maybe the peach blossoms that day really fascinated people's eyes and hearts.

The embarrassment between the two is no longer there, the two privately and deliberately forget, on the contrary, they fulfilled and perfected each other's intention, completely turning into unintentional.

Anyway, only they knew each other about the scene in the boat.

If they forget, they really do.

No one remembers anymore.

Zhao Cong spent the three days in Hangzhou very comfortably, had a good time, lived well, and ate well.On the street, he only needs to look at something to eat, and Zhao Shiqi will buy it immediately.There are too many pastries in Hangzhou, all kinds of crisps, honey crisps, dripping crisps, and peach blossom crisps in season.There are also all kinds of cakes, such as sugar cakes, chestnut cakes, and bean cakes.There are shops selling food one after another.

Zhao Shiqi bought everything, but Zhao Cong had a bad spleen and stomach, so he didn't dare to eat more, so he only tasted one bite of each.

On the streets of Hangzhou, where no one knew him, Zhao Cong really lost himself in playing, he didn't have to care about other people's gazes, let alone his own identity and age, but he followed Zhao Shiqi everywhere as if he suddenly became younger.

He is wearing a vermilion gown and a moon-white cloak.Zhao Shiqi was wearing a black robe, with only a black wooden hairpin in his hair.The two stood at the same place, the clothes on their bodies were obviously two colors with great contrast, but they were inexplicably harmonious.

Rantao followed behind them, seeing the appearance of Xiao Langjun leading His Majesty to look for food, he couldn't help laughing too.

Especially when Mr. Xiao Lang bought a new food, His Majesty tasted it, felt that it tasted right, nodded and said "delicious", the two of them smiled together.

Just looking at it, Rantao felt warm all over.

If...there was no Xiao Tang who was always following behind him, Rantao would probably be more at ease, right?

Hangzhou is prosperous, and there are many silver buildings, and the jewelry produced is much more exquisite than that in the north.Zhao Cong bought a lot and brought them to Zhao Zongning, and he didn't forget about Qian Yuemo, even Mrs. Qi and others, he bought them all.

He chose this and that, turned around and saw Zhao Shiqi talking to the shopkeeper, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Shiqi turned his head: "Just look."

"Oh."

In fact, it is not difficult to pretend to forget, for example, today, the two of them acted as if that scene had never happened, and had a good time.But when you calm down, it's easy to think too much.

He simply didn't hesitate anymore, and directly picked up a hairpin from the tray on the side, and showed it to Zhao Shiqi: "Is it pretty?"

It looks like it is used by men to tie their hair in a bun.

Zhao Shiqi nodded with a smile.

Zhao Cong was very happy, and immediately said to the shopkeeper, "I want this too."

"Alright sir!"

When finally paying the bill, Zhao Cong took the purse from Rantao and wanted to give it. He had never really bought anything before he came here.Since you come to another place, you have no constraints, so you have to experience it yourself.How could Zhao Shiqi let him spend money?Zhao Shiqi ordered someone to write down the account a long time ago, and went back to their house to get the money.

The shopkeeper told the truth, Zhao Cong was a little discouraged, it turns out that people buy things like this now.

It's true, Rantao didn't carry much money, and the money in his purse wasn't enough.

He turned around and went out listlessly. Seeing that he was unhappy, Zhao Shiqi hurriedly chased him out and said, "Your Majesty, there is a wonton shop in front of him. The small wontons they make are thin and transparent, and the soup is clear..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Cong immediately said: "Go! Hurry up!"

Seeing Zhao Cong's lively temperament, Zhao Shiqi was very happy in his heart, he smiled and nodded, and led him forward.

Ran Tao smiled and was about to follow, Xiao Tang coughed, Ran Tao couldn't help but bow his head again.

Some of the things between the two of them were known to the other little maids who were familiar with them, they laughed and laughed, and all ran after His Majesty.

Ran Tao stood where he was, blushing again.

Xiao Tang handed out the things in his hand with trembling hands: "Here, here, I bought a Bu Yao..."

"..." Rantao looked down at his toes again.

And at the wonton shop not far away, Zhao Cong ordered all the flavors he liked, such as bamboo shoots, duck, shrimp, shepherd's purse and so on.

Shepherd's purse is rare in the north, and he has not eaten it for many years.What's more, shepherd's purse, which is actually a wild vegetable, is not used in the palace at all.

The owner of the wonton shop was very nimble, and within a short time, he cooked all the small wontons of eight flavors, divided them into eight shallow white porcelain bowls, served them one by one, and sprinkled a handful of shallots on them. A few drops of sesame oil, said "please use", and went to work again.

Zhao Cong had a great time playing today, he couldn't control his vivaciousness, looking at the eight bowls and eight flavors of small wontons, he didn't know which one to eat first.

He took a sip of the soup with a spoon first, picked a bowl at random, scooped up a wonton to eat, and found that it was duck meat.

Zhao Shiqi asked: "How?"

Zhao Cong swallowed, nodded: "Okay!"

Zhao Shiqi smiled.

Zhao Cong had already tasted other flavors, but his hands were not enough. He was eating stuffed shepherd's purse. Zhao Shiqi reached out for a spoon and said softly, "This is stuffed with spring bamboo shoots. It's very tender."

Zhao Cong ate happily for a while, forgot to think about the rules and regulations, and directly opened his mouth to eat the small wontons that Zhao Shiqi had fed.He swallowed and laughed again: "Okay!"

Zhao Shiqi laughed too, and gave him other flavors as well.

When Rantao arrived, he saw His Majesty eating wontons by himself at a small table not far away.But the little man at the side fed the soup spoon to his mouth from time to time, and he ate it as well.After eating, the two looked at each other and smiled again.

Rantao suddenly stopped moving forward.

The rest of the maids and guards stood far away because they didn't want to disturb His Majesty, and no one saw them.

Rantao didn't know if it was an illusion, she felt that the smiles on their Majesty's and Xiao Lang's faces were warmer than the increasingly strong spring.

She was actually a little puzzled.

But after a few more glances, she laughed along with them.

The author has something to say:

Eleven Niang: [Pushing glasses] If you can't catch up, come and see me.

Cong: -_-||