Ma Ye

Tan Haozhi woke up from his afternoon nap and saw someone sitting beside his bed. At first he thought it was Liang Yu'er, but upon closer inspection it was Zhao Heng who was reading a book in his hands. Maybe he felt his gaze and smiled at him.

When is it coming back again.

"How do you feel now?" Zhao Heng asked.

"Fortunately, I want to read too." Tan Haozhi stared at the book in his hand.

Zhao Heng raised the military book in his hand and approached him, "Can you move now? Or should I read to you?"

Tan Haozhi, "Dr. Xie prescribed some medicine for my consultation this morning. After taking it, I feel that my strength has recovered a little, and I can move my left hand."

With his earnest explanation, Zhao Heng stopped being funny, helped him sit up slowly and asked dotingly, "What book do you want to read, I'll get it for you?"

Tan Haozhi spoke a few books, Zhao Heng nodded and said, "Wait a minute."

After a while, they brought the book named by Tan Haozhi, and the two read the book quietly in the room. Although they didn't exchange a word, the long-lost tranquility between the two made Tan Haozhi feel happy, so that's good.

But after a while, Tan Haozhi felt uncomfortable. He wanted to relieve himself, but he didn't want to talk to Zhao Heng, so he blushed.

"Zhao Heng, can you go and call Xiao An in?" Xiao An is Tan Haozhi's personal servant.

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Tan Haozhi pursed his lips and fell silent.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Heng asked.

"If there is nothing that must be done to him, it's better not to call him. He was beaten thirty times by the emperor and he is lying on the bed recuperating."

Only then did Tan Haozhi know that Xiao An had been spanked, and he endured it silently for a long time, but he couldn't hold it back any longer. Tan Haozhi blushed and said, "I want to relieve myself."

Seeing the corner of Zhao Heng's mouth curled up, Tan Hao's face turned even redder when he thought of the embarrassment he might face. He only hated that he didn't even have the strength to stand up now, so he had to be supported by others. Why did he say it and was laughed at by Zhao Heng.

"Why don't you call the others in?"

"No need." Zhao Heng wanted to take out the chamber pot under the bed and said, "I'm happy to help."

"...", Tan Haozhi.

"Do you take off your pants or should I take them off?"

As Zhao Heng said, his hand had already touched Tan Haozhi's pants. Tan Hao subconsciously tightened his pants and stared at Zhao Heng.

Zhao Hengdao, "Um, I think you have no strength, so let me help you take it off? Do you still want to pee?"

Tan Haozhi gritted his teeth, "I can do it myself..."

It's just that his expression is too weak, and his threatening appearance doesn't have any prestige. Zhao Heng nodded, helped him up, put his arms around his waist, and Tan Haozhi leaned powerlessly in his arms. Tore off his pants.

"..." Tan Haozhi took a breath, that's all, bear with it.

But what happened next was so irritating that Tan Haozhi was relieved, and his whole body was in a daze. Zhao Heng wiped the urine on his legs very considerately, helped him put on his pants, and helped him to lie down on the bed.

After Zhao Heng went out, Tan Haozhi's face flushed suddenly. He wanted to yell crazily, but he just pursed his lips and closed his eyes in embarrassment.

What a shame!

Just now Tan Haozhi wanted to help him to pee on the chamber pot, but Zhao Heng touched it first, he was so scared that he said that he came by himself, maybe struggling to see if the chamber pot was right, he moved again, he stumbled and sprinkled some urine on his legs.

He had never been so embarrassed before, Tan Haozhi was a little dazed, he didn't know what to say after urinating in embarrassment, Zhao Heng also said, "You really don't have to be so polite with me, I will think you still care about me."

"..." Tan Haozhi held his chest that was aching because of too much movement. He was concerned. After knowing that he liked men and that Zhao Heng liked him, he couldn't get along with Zhao Heng normally.

Thinking of what happened just now, Tan Haozhi felt ashamed, why Zhao Heng always made him so embarrassed.

Facing Zhao Heng again, Tan Haozhi felt ashamed and flustered. He concealed his discomfort, and asked in a flustered and tactful manner whether he could let other people take care of him. He didn't want Zhao Heng to be with him all day long because he delayed his affairs. Bored in the house.

Zhao Heng looked at Tan Haozhi's avoiding eyes, and said bluntly, "Is it so uncomfortable for you to take care of you? Besides, I'm a little worried about other people taking care of you, so just treat it as atonement for you, okay?"

"I forgive you." Tan Hao said.

Zhao Heng smiled, "If that's the case, I'll take care of you, so don't refuse, you already said forgive me."

"...", Tan Haozhi, who still couldn't compete with Zhao Heng, said that he gave up communication.He can only take medicine on time to cultivate well, and pray for a quick recovery. He doesn't want Zhao Heng to take care of him. It feels too strange. He is afraid that he will like that feeling, and once he falls, he won't be able to turn back.

In the third year of Qing'an, the sixth day of October.

Zhao Guo ushered in the first snow this year, and there were dots of white in the sky, hanging on the branches to decorate its unique tranquility. The weather turned cold, and people could see the white mist when they breathed out, so they began to wear thick cotton clothes.

The room was warm with charcoal fire, and when Tan Haozhi woke up, he saw Zhao Heng sleeping beside him, and he got out of bed and put on his clothes out of habit.

It has been more than 20 days since he was injured, and he has almost recovered. He can walk around normally, take care of himself, and the wound has scabbed over. , chest tightness and occasional severe pain, Xie Xunhuan said that the ribs have not grown well, if you want to avoid problems in the future, you need to rest.

Seeing him get up, Zhao Heng asked, "Why don't you sleep more when it's so cold?"

"I'm going to read a book."

Zhao Heng squinted his eyes and got up to wash up with him, and read a book with him as usual.

The relationship between the two always maintains the status quo with a very delicate relationship, Tan Haozhi thought, but he didn't want to expose the morality in the middle, Zhao Heng was like this when he woke up from his injury, and said he was worried that he would sleep alone He was afraid that Zhao Heng would catch a cold and couldn't bear to let Zhao Heng go to bed with him for a while, and when he was able to take care of himself, he was too embarrassed to ask Zhao Heng to go out to live. Just throw it away.

Tan Haozhi couldn't open his mouth, so Zhao Heng stayed by his side all the time, and occasionally went out to do business, or needed to take a medicinal bath, otherwise Zhao Heng would accompany him wherever he was.

Once he thought of it and asked, "This medicine smells so special, you will smell it every day when you take a bath with this medicine, and you are not afraid of being recognized when you change your identity occasionally?"

"Xun Huan gave me a deodorant powder, and I would sprinkle it on when the general saw people. I was afraid that something would happen to you and you would be confused, so I forgot to sprinkle it on."

Tan Haozhi's heart skipped a beat, and he glared at Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng smiled inexplicably, and brought him refreshments at noon.

"Don't be so nice to me." Tan Haozhi couldn't help but said.

Zhao Heng would smile and say, "We are friends, you are welcome."

Zhao Heng would say this sentence every time he declined.

And he couldn't refuse...

Tan Haozhi became inexplicably scared.

While taking a bath, Tan Haozhi looked at the wound on his body and was a little absent-minded. He remembered that because of the injury, he could only endure it for a few days before wiping his body, and finally he could take a good bath. At first, it was Zhao Heng who wiped his body for him and made him blush. His whole body seemed to be on fire, but fortunately Zhao Heng went out after wiping and helping him put on his clothes, otherwise he would definitely have no face to face Zhao Heng.

When he was able to take care of himself, Tan Haozhi also felt ashamed and flustered. He would always think of Zhao Heng. He had done all kinds of embarrassing things with Zhao Heng, even serving him politely. He didn't know whether to call Zhao Heng considerate or not. abnormal.

Tan Haozhi blushed, sank into the water hoping to free himself, and inadvertently thought of Zhao Heng...

He's almost doomed.

Is it normal for friends to get along like this?

Time flies, Yu'er is very relieved to see that they are tired of being together all day long, and she leaves only when she sees that Tan Haozhi is fine.

Zhao Heng seemed to have won the trust of the regent, and gradually he was able to participate in their affairs, secretly searching for evidence against the regent from Jinghongmen.

No matter how busy Zhao Heng is, he still insists on staying with Tan Haozhi for several hours every day, taking care of him like an old mother.

Tan Haozhi couldn't help teasing once, "You really look like a girl."

"In fact, women's clothing is more convenient." Zhao Heng smiled indifferently, his nails dyed with red cardamom shone brightly in front of Tan Haozhi, and there were patterns drawn on them. When he looked closely, it was the pink Qianye Qi, "When I was young, I thought The nails are quite beautiful painted like this, but I seldom play with them after going to war, and now I have more free time, don’t they look good?”

A big man asked him if his nails were painted well... Tan Haozhi didn't know how to answer, his heart was beating a little hard, and he couldn't help wondering if Zhao Heng painted on his nails because he knew he liked chrysanthemums Chiba Qi.

When he didn't get a reply, Zhao Heng said that he thought Tan Haozhi must be prettier than him in women's clothing, and what kind of hair style he wore and what color skirt he matched with would definitely make him look stunning.

"...", Tan Haozhi.

In the third year of Qing'an, the fifteenth day of November.

The snow was piled up thickly, and Tan Yueyao had already built several snowmen in the courtyard. The world wrapped in silver made people feel peaceful.

Tan Haozhi stayed in the Qin mansion for two months and felt that he was getting better, so he went to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty.

Seeing that he looked good, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief. If anything happened to Tan Haozhi, not only would Zhao Heng go crazy, but he would also lose an arm.

But a few days after Tan Haozhi started to go to court, something happened to Jiang Ning.

Flooding in the Jiangning area often plagued the local people. Tan Haozhi's treatment plan was finalized two months ago. After receiving funds from the imperial court, the local parents and officials began to collect donations for the workers who dug the river, and the official construction started a month ago.

However, when the workers who built the river channel worked day and night, strange things happened frequently. For example, strange singing was heard on the construction site, and one worker died every day. For ten consecutive days, there were ten homicides.

The people began to say that the river god did not want people to dig the river and came to take people's lives. People on the construction site were panicked, and some workers began to think of going on strike. To make matters worse, the river rose again just as the rainstorm stopped. There are a lot of flat land near Jiangning, and the low-lying places are even more vast. Some people even clamored not to let the river be dug, saying that they provoked the anger of the river god and wanted to blame others, so some workers went on strike.

It was because of the insistence of the local county magistrate that they went door-to-door to lobby to stabilize the people's hearts and resume construction. However, people's wishes failed. When the weather was getting colder and the people's endurance was weak, a plague broke out in several villages that must be crossed for the construction of the river, and they were carried out. The body of the buried corpse was blackened and emitted a stench. The road ahead was quickly blocked, and the construction was forced to stop.

Under repeated blows, some people really believe that there are gods who are punishing the sins and punishing mortals for their vain attempts to change the terrain and river channels.

Some workers said that even if the plague stopped, they did not want to participate in the construction of the river. Who would dare to compete with God?There are also people who are preparing to move northward because of the plague and reluctantly leave their hometowns, let alone build estuaries.

The local county magistrate was also panicked, and hurriedly reported the matter to the court, which instantly exploded in the court.