Huaigui

It was not yet the first month, and Gao Jing couldn't afford it because of the cold.Although the emperor has improved slightly, it is still difficult to handle the government affairs, so the power has been left behind, and the king of Yu is almost monopolized.

Fortunately, Gao Jing was not ill for a long time. On February [-], Long raised his head, and he returned to Wensi Hall half a month later.

Memorials piled up like a mountain, Gao Jing picked out a few important ones and sent them to the Ming Hall, and the rest were processed halfway, the guards came to report that King Yu asked to see him.As soon as he stopped annotating, he silently looked at He Lan Mingyue beside him, who also looked confused, Gao Jing put down his pen, and He Lan Mingyue said: "Go and invite King Yu."

When the guard left, Gao Jing said, "What is he doing here?"

He Lan Mingyue comforted him: "Maybe there is something important about government affairs, just see him."

Before the words were finished, King Yu had strode into Wensi Palace with strides.He sat down on the chair next to him self-consciously, and immediately Aman came to watch tea, King Yu waited for her to step back, and then said: "How is your nephew?"

Gao Jing smiled and said: "Uncle Xie Huang is concerned, it's just a cold, it's not a serious problem."

King Yu said: "You are young and always have minor illnesses, so why not? Your father has been worrying too much, and now he is ill again. I don't know if it is appropriate to leave the matter to you."

He is eccentric, but Gao Jing is at ease: "Father did not succeed in taking charge of the government overnight, and Jing Er still has a lot to learn. Uncle Huang has not been in the court for these years, so I am afraid he knows much more than Jing Er."

King Yu ignored his objection and said with a smile, "Do you know what happened in Nanchu?"

Gao Jing said: "Father has already agreed."

Then the two were speechless, King Yu drank tea in silence for a while, Gao Jing continued to read the memorial by himself.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of He Lan Mingyue next to him, raised his brows and changed the subject: "The older Jing'er gets, the more estranged he is from his uncle. I remember when you were young, you were very clingy to me, and you even sought out my important person..."

"When I was young, I was ignorant, which made Uncle Huang very difficult. Jing'er will not be able to do so in the future."

King Yu heaved a long sigh: "Hey, in the final analysis, I still haven't visited you these days as an uncle. How about we talk to each other as usual? I heard that there was an interesting incident in Luoyang City recently, so Yuan sighed. The baby's little daughter is clamoring for her father to come to propose marriage."

Mentioning Yuan Yuxin, He Lanmingyue turned around indiscriminately, avoiding King Yu's sight.Gao Jing noticed his resistance, and an unbearable anger welled up in his heart, and said directly: "Miss Yuan, this is going too far, how can there be any reason to ask her natal family to propose marriage?"

King Yu smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Yuan can't help her. Jing Er, you might as well guess who makes Miss Qianjin value so much?"

Seeing Gao Jing glance at her, He Lan Mingyue lowered her head and stared at the toe of her boot. After a while, she heard Gao Jing say, "Uncle, why bother?"

"Hahaha... Yuan Tan is in distress, Yuan Yuxin insists on marrying an unknown guard. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he drank, and even his Yuan family lost face." King Yu raised his eyes. , Gao Jing's face darkened, and he stood up knowingly, "The king will be sitting down soon, Your Highness, please."

Gao Jing managed to force a smile: "Forgive Jinger for not giving it away."

He walked away, leaving a plausible rumor between the two of them.He Lan Mingyue watched Gao Hong disappear outside, and then said hoarsely: "Your Highness."

"Don't talk to me!" Gao Jing scolded, wrote "Zhu" heavily on the memorial with the ink pen in his hand, and then threw it aside.

The memorial was not placed firmly, and all the stacks collapsed.Helan Mingyue knelt down on the ground and picked up the memorials one by one. He didn't say a word but just worked, but Gao Jing liked him.

When Helan Mingyue put the memorial on the table again, Gao Jing said: "I know, it's none of your business."

The scene between Shangyuan Festival and her was still hidden from Gao Jing, and He Lanmingyue deliberately said: "Actually..."

"Don't say any more, it's impossible." Gao Jing's voice became weaker, as if he was just comforting himself, "She is Miss Yuan, you...you don't even have a background that can be named."

The more he struggled, the more strangely happy Helan Mingyue became. He was very happy to see Gao Jing's taste, but instead said: "Your Highness, what should we do if Grand Master Yuan begs all the way to the empress?"

Gao Jing was angry: "What?! Who would dare! Gu Mingri will... Gu Mingri will marry you!"

He Lan Mingyue was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

The more Gao Jing Piansheng thought about it, the more reasonable he felt: "Yes, you are married, and you are already old. If you are a married man, I don't believe it, so Yuan Yuxin will make a little effort for you! Even if she can bear it, How can Yuan Tan bear it? It's settled like this, Gu Ming will ask Amang to find you a...fake."

He Lanmingyue laughed: "Your Highness, don't waste your time, isn't this just around the corner?"

"What?" Gao Jing raised his head suspiciously, met his gaze, those deep gray eyes were full of tenderness, he couldn't help stammering for a moment, "Are you talking about..."

Helan Mingyue's smile deepened, and the fingers that put down the memorial gently closed Gao Jing's palm.

There was no response, Gao Jing pressed his lower lip tightly, let him hold hands for a while, and then changed his words: "Gu will not let you marry a wife."

"Okay, I won't marry a wife, and I won't take concubines either." He Lan Mingyue said softly, "I only want His Royal Highness in this life."

Both of them were startled when the words came out, He Lanmingyue knew she had made a slip of the tongue and quickly let go of Gao Jing, and nonchalantly took the hot water to refill him with tea.The white smoke was dense, and Gao Jing suddenly laughed: "I will talk about it for the rest of my life at this time. Aren't you afraid that you will regret it after seeing who I am in the future?"

He Lan Mingyue shook her hands, and when her fingertips touched the hot teapot, she was instantly scalded with pain.

Gao Jing looked over and said, "Is it burning? Hurry up and get some medicine from Amang."

He nodded, and was almost embarrassed when he turned around and ran out of Wensi Hall.

What Gao Jing said hit his sore spot, He Lan Mingyue really didn't know, he just wanted to take a gamble.But Gao Jing was so straightforward that he was at a loss.

No one is not afraid of regret, and Helan Mingyue also looks forward to a response when he offers a heart.

But what kind of person is Gao Jing, how big is the gap between them, and what consequences will some of the hidden secrets bring--in the future, if Gao Jing goes on the right path, he is nothing but the wrong thing the other party did when he was young and absurd.

Helan Mingyue knew it all, but she still couldn't control herself getting deeper and deeper.

That night Gaojing was going to sleep in Wensi Palace, a little maid from Yaoguang Pavilion came to report, saying that the empress had prepared sweet porridge, which was His Royal Highness's favorite taste, and she made a special trip to bring it over.

The empress had also sent someone to deliver supper several times before, but Gao Jing didn't confiscate it.He didn't know what he was thinking this time, so he nodded and accepted.The maid again said that the person who delivered the porridge would go first to the Nuan Pavilion where His Royal Highness was resting. Gao Jing waved his hand to signal his understanding, and asked He Lan Mingyue to reward the maid who sent the message with a piece of jade pendant before heading to the Nuan Pavilion.

For the convenience of his rest, the layout of the warm pavilion is the same as that of Yaoguang's bedroom, only missing a burner of incense.It's already spring, and Gao Jing doesn't like the smell of winter. These days, there is no incense. As soon as he stepped in, he could smell the plum blossoms in the ice and snow.

He Lan Mingyue frowned, and there was an elegant woman in front of her offering sweet porridge: "Your Highness."

It was Concubine Yang. Gao Jing hadn't seen her for many days, so he didn't feel guilty at all. After taking the white porcelain bowl, he handed it to He Lan Mingyue, and sat down in the chair beside him: "The queen mother asked you to come?"

Concubine Yang said: "Yes."

Gao Jing pointed to the imperial concubine's couch next to him. Usually, when he didn't want to have sex with He Lan, he let people sleep on it. The bedding was all available, and said: "Then you can sleep there tonight, lest the mother say that she is lonely and ignorant."

Concubine Yang said again: "Yes."

She seemed to only be able to say this one word, without any thoughts of her own, so she walked over and sat down tremblingly.Concubine Yang hangs her neck, revealing a section of fair skin and slender collarbone. With that fragile appearance, I really feel sorry for her.It's a pity that Gao Jing didn't know how to appreciate it, and He Lan Mingyue didn't bother to watch it.

Holding the sweet porridge in his hands, He Lanmingyue took a spoonful and blew it cold. He made a gesture to feed Gao Jing, but he stopped him: "Eat it, I have no appetite."

"This..." he hesitated, "The empress rewarded you..."

Gao Jingdao: "I've given it to you. If you don't drink it, you'll throw it away. If you can't drink it, let her know that it's no different from drinking it in the end. It's better not to waste it."

He Lan Mingyue had no time to take into account the deep meaning of his words, nodded, and quickly finished drinking in this posture.There was a sweet and greasy floral fragrance in the smell, and he only thought that some other spices were added in the kitchen. Although the taste was good, it always felt weird. Helan Mingyue thought it over and decided not to tell Gao Jing.

If it was really poisonous, it would be over if he drank it for Gao Jing, but how could the queen harm him?

Thinking of this, Helan Mingyue took care of Gao Jing to wash, and Amang came in to help once in the middle, and expressed doubts about Concubine Yang's stay overnight, and asked, "Your Highness, do you need a servant to arrange a place for Lady Yang?"

"No, I'll let her people go back and tell my mother tomorrow." Gao Jing said, and Amang understood.

It is false that the queen sent porridge, but it is true that Yang Fei and Gao Jing are taking the opportunity to sleep together.

After thinking this through, He Lan Mingyue understood, even if she didn't want to, she changed Gao Jing's clothes and said generously: "Your Highness, this subordinate can go to rest elsewhere tonight."

"Where are you going?" Gao Jing didn't raise his eyebrows.

He Lan Mingyue thought that he was unwilling to stay away by herself: "Then my subordinate will watch the night for you outside."

Gao Jing pointed to the bed: "Wherever you usually sleep, you will sleep today. You don't have to change just because there is someone around." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Concubine Yang intentionally or unintentionally. dumb.

He Lan Mingyue was stunned: "How did this happen?"

"Lie down." Gao Jing said coldly, "I don't bother to repeat what Gu said."

His face was also ugly, He Lan Mingyue guessed that he was uncomfortable, left a sentence to go change clothes, walked around the screen and walked to the back.He buried his head in undoing his waist belt until he took off only his jacket, stepped on his boots and took a step forward, but suddenly felt hot for no reason.

The days of cold spring and snow roll in the wind.

There are no earth dragons in the Nuan Pavilion, and the stove is only placed beside Gao Jing's couch, and it is only slightly warmed, so as not to sleep uncomfortable at night.Helan Mingyue tore off her neckline, patted her cheeks, and went to look at the window—a crack was open, and the plum blossoms outside were in full bloom, reflecting the crystal clear color by the night snow and the faint candlelight.

A wisp of dark fragrance sneaked in with the wind, Helan Mingyue blushed, and returned from the screen to the side of Gao Jing's couch. The man was wearing a coat and warming his hands with a cup of tea.

There was only one lamp left, and Gao Jing couldn't see it clearly. He felt that he sat down and reached out to touch Helan Mingyue: "It's so hot." Opposite them is the place where Concubine Yang is resting. Don't touch Gao Jing, but he can't help but send himself into his hands and let him be intimate.

"Your Highness..." He moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, and pressed Gao Jing upwards.

"What's the matter? You seem to want it very much." Gao Jing's voice came from a distance, faintly, as if separated by fog.

There was a buzzing in He Lan's ears, and he half-pushed Gao Jing to leave: "Your Highness, I'm not quite right... Stay away from me, I'm... so hot..."

(...)

He couldn't hear clearly, he only knew that Gao Jing was calling his name.The fiery physical contact was released again, he thought it was over, but in the next second, Gao Jing's lips pressed against him.

(...)

Gao Jing's voice fell beside his ears: "Don't be afraid, it's me...don't be afraid, you promised me..."

"Huh?" He seemed to have stepped into a land of bliss, but it was different from the past.

"Brother Mingyue, if I do something wrong to you." Gao Jing lay beside his ear, "Will you forgive me?"

Consciousness gradually faded away, leaving only the instinctive answer: "Xiaojing, I would... die for you... I will, whatever you do... Well, don't touch—"

"Including wrong things?" Gao Jing was still asking.

He replied confusedly: "Is it wrong for you to be with me?"

As if ups and downs for a long time, Helan Mingyue could hardly find out the north, south, east and west, only then did she hear Gao Jing's answer in a suppressed cry: "Why are you so nice to me?"

He shook Gao Jing's finger, and brought it to his lips to kiss: "Because of you...because I like you the most."

He Lan Mingyue didn't answer any more. He Lan Mingyue vaguely remembered that they had been doing this for a long time, and finally fell asleep as if he had no strength. He seemed to be in a sweet dream from the beginning to the end. laugh.

The bed was a mess, Gao Jing looked at the shivering woman curled up at the end of the bed, picked up a clean coat, and put it on her with his own hands, with a gentle voice: "What's your name?"

Yang Shi trembled slightly: "Fuqu..."

"Fu Qu." Gao Jing patted her on the shoulder, "I just remember that your father is still in the north... If the queen asks about what happened tonight, you know how to respond."

Yang sobbed softly, and nodded her head almost to her chest: "Yes, my concubine... I understand."

Only then did Gao Jing mercifully let her go, walked to the door and clapped his hands lightly. Aman led the two maids in, and quickly cleaned up the traces of the room.Gao Jing stood aside, and when they were about to leave, he suddenly grabbed the empty porridge bowl next to him, and threw it to the maid with a cold expression: "Take it to the queen mother!"

He knew what decision he had made, Yang Shi was taken away, Gao Jingxing went to Helan Mingyue's bed, cupped his hand and covered his face.

His eyes were sour, but he didn't shed a single tear.

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There are relevant plots borrowed from Shuanghuadian, but it is only a small part. The antecedents are slightly similar and the subsequent trends are completely different. I hereby explain.

And I know that this place is very thunderous, so I omitted some descriptions that may cause misunderstandings. Adding up to a few hundred words is very bloody. If you want to read the full version, it is still the trumpet, thank you for understanding.