long head song

Li Nu just woke up and was very happy to see Yu Wenche coming.Yu Wenche leaned over and picked him up, and said with a smile, "Why is it sinking again?" The raccoon slave yelled, leaning her small face on Yu Wenche's shoulder, and staring at Chen Wangzhi curiously with her round eyes.

"Do you want to hug him?" Yu Wenche asked.

Chen Wangzhi said lightly, "No."

Yu Wenche said, "He's just a child, it doesn't hurt if you hug him."

Li slave heard the word "hug", raised his short arms, and called "Father Emperor" several times inarticulately.Yu Wenche sat down, and said, "It's so heavy, even if I hold you for a while, my arm will still feel sore, but the master can't hold you." Li Nu stood up on his calf, stood on his knee, jumped up and down, Looking back at Chen Wangzhi, he hugged Yu Wenche's neck again, and said a lot, Yu Wenche couldn't help laughing, pinched Li Nu's face, "What do you want to say? Say it again slowly, just now, father is just one word I don't understand either."

Juqu Mingyue stood by and whispered something to Yu Wenche.Yu Wenche smiled, patted his side, and said to Chen Wangzhi, "Come and sit—she is my younger sister, there is no need to be jealous." Juqu Mingyue looked at Chen Wangzhi, blushed, and hurriedly hid in the side hall .Chen Wangzhi sighed and said, "You don't plan to marry her to Gao Kun."

Yu Wenche said, "Mingyue is a good girl, but her life is hard." Looking at Chen Wangzhi's straight back, she sighed, "Don't be angry."

Chen Wangzhi said, "I'm not angry."

"You are so sullen and silent, and you sit so far away from me, and you still say you are not angry?" Li Nu's little hand vigorously pulled Yu Wenche's temple hair, and it messed up, then turned to look at Chen Wangzhi, as if asking for credit , smiling with crooked brows and eyes.Chen Wangzhi suddenly remembered the old fortune-teller in Taizhou City who pretended to be a ghost, and said softly, "I asked... the fate of the raccoon slave is very good, and it is very different from mine."

Yu Wenche brushed away the raccoon slave's troublesome little hands, and it was the first time he had heard of Chen Wangzhi asking about the raccoon slave's fate.When Li Nu heard Chen Wangzhi calling his name, he twisted his body and waved his arms at Chen Wangzhi. Yu Wenche said, "Teacher can't hug you." , Tears fell in strings.Yu Wenche coaxed and coaxed, but the raccoon slave just cried, but in the end he couldn't help it. Yu Wenche simply picked up the raccoon slave, stuffed him into Chen Wangzhi's arms, and said, "Let him sit on your lap, and when he stops crying, I will Hug it back again." Chen Wangzhi was at a loss, but the raccoon slave was overwhelmed and stopped crying immediately, his chubby little hand grabbed a strand of Chen Wangzhi's hair, tugged it tentatively, and said vaguely, "Father——"

"I...I'm not your father, that is." Chen Wangzhi was stiff, and looked at Yu Wenche for help, Yu Wenche folded his hands and said, "If you touch the top of his head, he will stop crying." Chen Wangzhi was helpless , Li Nu let go of his hair, and touched his face again, his little fingers brushed across his cheeks, it was crisp and itchy. "Father," Li Nu turned to look for Yu Wenche, then turned back and continued to touch Chen Wangzhi's earlobe, "Father, Father, Father—"

"I'm not your father." Chen Wangzhi was forced to retreat by the young son in his arms, his forehead covered with sweat.He had never been so intimate with Li Nu before, Li Nu's body was soft and small, exuding a milky fragrance. "He's always moving around," Chen Wangzhi murmured, fearing that he would fall, he used his arms weakly to protect the raccoon slave who was pushing back and forth.Li Nu found a comfortable position and sat down, raised his face and stared at Chen Wangzhi, his eyes were extremely clear, Chen Wangzhi suddenly felt guilty, and hurriedly moved his eyes away to avoid meeting his eyes.

"Li Nu is a very good boy." Yu Wenche said leisurely.

"He is very good - I hope he will be good in the future. As the crown prince, he shoulders heavy responsibilities..." Li Nu buried his face in Chen Wangzhi's chest, rubbing and rubbing, Chen Wangzhi blushed, and whispered, "You can't hug him away." Him? I can't hold a baby."

Yu Wenche said, "Isn't it good for him to get close to you?"

Chen Wangzhi said, "Not good. I'm not a good person, why do you want to get close to me?"

"Whether you are a good person or not, people in the world have the final say, future history books have the final say, I have the final say, and you have the final say." Yu Wenche moved to Chen Wangzhi's side, stretched out his hand to touch Li Nu's nose, and coaxed, " It's called 'Taifu'."

"Big—" Li Nu pursed his lips, "Hu."

"Teacher." Yu Wenche couldn't help laughing, Li Nu called "Father" a few times, yawned, leaned his head on Chen Wangzhi's chest, and muttered, "Father..."

"Be good, raccoon." Yu Wenche held raccoon's little hand, "Father will protect you."

Li Nu blinked his big eyes, half understanding.In the prostrate position, he fell into a deep sleep within a moment.Chen Wangzhi became more and more at a loss, as if he was holding a fire in his arms, and it was burning hotter and hotter.

"Yuenu, Yuenu," someone whispered in my ear, "When the sun clears tomorrow, let's go to the snow to look for plum blossoms, how about it?"

Chen Wangzhi closed his eyes, the wind in the south of the Yangtze River was different from that outside the Great Wall, blowing low over the jade steps, over the railings, over the lotus pond and willow forest, over the distant mountains and near the water.He lay comfortably in the warm quilt, listening to the rustling of the fine snow.

It's snowing, if the sky is clear tomorrow, maybe the plum blossoms will really bloom.Everything was quiet, and suddenly there was a crisp "boo", Chen Wangzhi opened his eyes, saw the figure behind the screen move, put down the book in his hand, his voice was very low, but with a smile on his face, "——Zhu When the flowers burst, it should be a good thing."

"Yuwenche," Chen Wangzhi calmed down and called out, "Yuwen..."

"Are you awake?" Hearing the sound, Yu Wenche came around from the screen, wearing a middle coat, with curly hair, and a lazy look, until he gave birth to the so-called demeanor of southern scribes, "Thirsty or not? "

"It's snowing." Chen Wangzhi said.

"It's been more than an hour," Yu Wenche opened the book in his hand, "I'm reading the theory you gave me."

"I wrote it casually, just look at it." Chen Wangzhi wanted to sit up, but the quilt under him was really soft and comfortable. He squinted his eyes, his limbs were all skeletal, and he had no strength.

"You're right..." Yu Wenche brushed Chen Wangzhi's slipping hair behind his ears, "I've thought about it too."

Chen Wangzhi said, "If you have thought about it, it means you are not stupid."

"I'm not stupid, but I'm far from smart." Yu Wenche got into the Luo quilt and stuck to Chen Wangzhi, "Although you don't believe me...but I really want to be a good emperor."

Chen Wangzhi snorted lightly, and Yu Wenche said, "But whether I'm a good emperor or not is up to me." He held Chen Wangzhi's face in his hands, and kissed him on the brow, "You stay, okay?" ?”

"What are you staying for? Do you want to be a good emperor for you?" Chen Wangzhi said.

Yu Wenche said, "If you want to help me, help me, if you don't want to help me, just stare at me." His hazel eyes sparkled, "If I can't be a good emperor—"

"I'm not that capable," Chen Wangzhi shook his head gently, "Tomorrow, I'll go to the palace, where Chang'an..."

"Princess Chang'an, I already know about it." Yu Wenche smiled and said, "I hope you stay here. Besides moving the capital, I have many things to discuss with you."

Chen Wangzhi was dizzy for a while, and the smell of agarwood lingered in him, making him drowsy, "I'm very tired."

"Very tired, then sleep, sleep until spring... Wait until spring, the swallows come back, the peach blossoms bloom..."