long head song

Take a rest every other day.In the early morning, Yu Wenche woke up, his side was empty, and he was stunned for a while.

"Snow, is it still falling?"

Cheng Qing bowed, "Get down."

A small blister formed on the corner of Yu Wenche's mouth, which was so hot that it hurt when touched.Gathering the fox fur draped over his shoulders, he was silent for a while, and then he ordered, "I'm going to visit King Su in the afternoon."

Wrapped in silver, a world of glazed glass.

Taiye Pool is covered with a thick layer of ice, like a smooth mirror.Several huge gray magpies are jumping and pecking in the snow.Yu Wenche walked through the veranda by the pool, and asked as he walked, "He heard that I was going, did he say anything?"

Cheng Qing said, "Your Highness is very happy to hear that you are here to visit."

Yu Wenche said, "Is he happy?"

He clarified, "If it was His Highness before, I wouldn't dare to speak out about his happiness and anger. Is it His Highness now..."

Yu Wenche understood what he meant.After Chen Wangzhi lost his memory, his behavior was completely different from before, with all his emotions and sorrows written on his face.The deep-tempered Chen Wangzhi disappeared without a trace. He stood stunned on the porch, snowflakes flew into the skirt of his clothes, and a bit of cold ice stuck to his skin, quickly sliced ​​away, and disappeared after transpiration.

"...As long as he is happy."

As Cheng Qing said, when Yu Wenche stepped into the courtyard, he saw a head protruding from the door of the pavilion.Chen Wangzhi blinked, and the surrounding servants knelt on the ground, but he stood there with a smile on his cheeks, and said happily, "You are here!"

An elderly court lady immediately tugged at Chen Wangzhi's cuff, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, quickly—"

"You guys get up." Yu Wenche was taken aback.Chen Wangzhi's face was rosy and he was full of energy. His shiny black hair could not be tied up, but was tied behind his head with a green rope.His eyebrows are beautiful, and he is as clear as a god. If he is not wearing silk shoes, Yu Wenche would have thought that the Chen Wangzhi in his dream had returned.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Wangzhi touched his face, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "I cleaned my face and took a shower."

"Ah, it's nothing." Yu Wenche was taken aback, Chen Wangzhi waved his palms and muttered softly, "Bitter."

"What?" Yu Wenche realized that Chen Wangzhi wanted to shake hands with him.At this time, the elderly court lady tugged Chen Wangzhi's sleeve again, and said softly, "Your Highness, I just agreed."

Chen Wangzhi lowered his arms and said with a smile, "All right."

"What's the matter?" Yu Wenche was confused, and asked the maid, "I remember, your name is Dong Qi'er."

Dong Qi'er said, "Back to Your Majesty, slaves and maidservants are the same." She entered the palace as a young man, and it has been more than thirty years since she entered the palace.Chen Wangzhi looked at her, smiled, turned his gaze, glanced at Yu Wenche's face, and smiled again.Dong Qi'er knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Highness, he..."

"What did he tell me just now?" Seeing Chen Wangzhi covering his mouth and laughing, his shoulders shaking, Yu Wenche couldn't help but wonder, "Are you laughing at me?"

Chen Wangzhi said, "I said, you are beautiful."

Dong Qier panicked now, "Your Highness!"

"It's okay, he likes to say, let him go, as long as he's happy." Yu Wenche sat casually on the couch in the west, called Chen Wangzhi over, looked around, and said, "It's warm here."

"Aren't you warm?" Chen Wangzhi sat down on the other corner of the couch, with his hands on his knees.Dong Qier shook his head and sighed, Chen Wangzhi said, "By the way, I want to call you 'Jun Shang'—she taught me all the time, but I always forget."

Yu Wenche said, "Do you still remember who I am?"

Chen Wangzhi nodded his head four or five times, and said seriously, "I remember. When I opened my eyes, I saw you."

Yu Wenche smiled wryly, "What about before?"

Chen Wangzhi fiddled with the silk sash tied around his waist with intricate knots, "Before? Then I naturally don't remember."

Yu Wenche was disappointed for a long time, and said, "Still can't remember anything?"

"I can't remember." Chen Wangzhi tilted his head, showing a little confusion, "When I think about things, my brain hurts. I have nightmares at night, dreaming that a big snake is chasing me and biting me. I am very scared, so I just don't want to Don’t think about it anymore, so I won’t dream anymore.” Then he patted his stomach, “I’m hungry, let’s eat.”

Not long after the lunch was served, Yu Wenche said, "Come here, sit next to me, let's eat together... make it more lively."

Chen Wangzhi was very obedient this time, he walked on his knees obediently, moved to Yu Wenche's side, sat up straight, and smoothed out the folds of his clothes.His fingers are slender and his knuckles are slender, which is different from ordinary men.Yu Wenche picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "Yuenu, tell me, what did you say about me when you saw me?"

"You call me Yuenu—why am I called Yuenu?" Chen Wangzhi asked without answering, staring at the candy cake.

Yu Wenche said slowly, "Because your birthday is on the night of August [-]th, and the moon on August [-]th is the brightest, so your mother took small characters for you and called you Moon Slave."

Chen Wangzhi thought for a while, "Then do you have fine print?"

"No." Yu Wenche put the sugar cake on the white porcelain plate in front of him, "My mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me. My father doesn't like me, so naturally he doesn't care about my name."

"I see." Chen Wangzhi opened his eyes wide, "What about my father and mother? Why haven't I seen them?"

Chen Wangzhi's biological mother, whose name is unknown, is said to have died after giving birth.Chen Xuan lit a fire in Qingliang Mountain, and burned himself with his rare treasures and jewels, imitating King Zhou of Shang.Yu Wenche ordered people to collect his remains, and buried them in the most remote corner of the Qi King's Mausoleum according to the rituals of the deposed emperor.Dong Qier whispered, "Your Highness!"

Yu Wenche glanced at Dong Qi'er, waved his hand at Cheng Qing, and said, "Go down and eat your own. I'll talk to Yue Nu." The two bowed and led everyone to retreat.Yu Wenche smiled back at Chen Wangzhi, "Your mother also passed away very early. Your father is also no longer alive."

"Ah, then I'm the same as you," Chen Wangzhi showed a sympathetic look, "We share the same disease. Well, I was wrong. Just now you came, I said 'bitter da da', because you always have a bitter face, full of face Not happy."

"Am... do I have a bitter face?" Yu Wenche was taken aback, "Really?"

Chen Wangzhi took a bite out of the candy cake, his cheeks bulging, "Well... I call you 'Ku Da Da', Dong Qier doesn't want me to say that. She said you are the emperor, and if you are unhappy, you will..." He said Chop down, "Are you angry?"

"No, I won't be angry." Yu Wenche had no intention of eating, and only hoped that Chen Wangzhi would say a few more words.Although he and Chen Wangzhi have known each other for a long time, they have been classmates for several years, and they only talked a few times. "Not mad at you."

"Then you won't hit me either?"

"How can I hit you!"

"When I was dreaming, I dreamed of snakes, and someone beat me." Chen Wangzhi's thin body trembled, and Yu Wenche quickly held his reddish fingertips, and whispered, "Do you feel cold?"

"I'm not cold." Chen Wangzhi pulled out his finger and chewed the sugar cake slowly. Yu Wenche surrounded him with white fox fur and tied a ribbon, "This way, it's warmer."

Surrounded by the fox fur, Chen Wangzhi looks more and more like the boy in the dream.He lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, swallowed the candy and said, "Your hands are cold—are you sick?"

Yu Wenche wished he could hold him tightly in his arms like in a dream, "How can I be sick. Even if I am sick, I will be cured after seeing you."

"You are so strange." Chen Wangzhi quietly stretched out his hand to reach for the pastry in front of Yu Wenche. "I'm not medicine, and I'm not Mr. Zhang. You are sick, how can you see me?"

Yuwen didn't choose what to say, his own words were really strange, he couldn't help blushing, and said in embarrassment, "Yes, I'm confused."

Chen Wangzhi stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, "Are you also confused? By the way, Sister Qi'er and the others all said that I am not the same as before." He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is this true?" He has beautiful eyes and a lively expression, Yu Wenche had never seen Chen Wangzhi like this, and he stammered, "Yes, it's different."

"What was I like before?"

"..."

"Tell me," Chen Wangzhi grabbed Yu Wenche's wrist and shook it, "Tell me, I can't remember anything, I have a severe headache."

Yu Wenche touched his temples tentatively, Chen Wangzhi didn't dodge, he raised his face without fear, half-closed his eyes, like a comfortable cat, "For example, you in the past would definitely not be like this...smile at me. "