Jincheng flower hour

Zhuang Yang returned to the library building, and ordered the servants in the library to boil water, and he took a bath and freshened up.Zhuang Yang's close-fitting clothing was permeated with sweat, and it still carried Liu Hong's breath.

The building is located among private houses. There are trees and wells outside the courtyard. During the day, there are always women washing rice and children playing games by the well, which is very lively.Come back tonight, surrounded by dead silence.

Zhuang Yang lives alone in the building.After Zhou Jing was awarded the official position, he was placed elsewhere.

The pitch-black building is naturally not like Liu Hong's bedroom, which is lit like daylight.

Zhuang Yang soaked in the warm water, looked up at the moonlight outside the small window, the moonlight was like water, very quiet, his heart was very peaceful.

When leaving Liu Hong's residence, Zhuang Yang's heart was beating very fast. He was always self-reliant, and I believe no one would have noticed the clue.On the way back, the night breeze took away the heat from Zhuang Yang's body, and also wiped away the remaining lingering feelings.

Zhuang Yang wiped off the water stains on his body, changed into a silk robe, held on to the lamp, and walked back to the wooden couch with small steps.Although it was late at night, Zhuang Yang didn't fall asleep immediately, his hair was still wet.

Leaving out the first silence, Zhuang Yang lit a candle and wrote in front of the case, describing his trip to the Han Kingdom and recording what he saw along the way.He saw the orderly state of Han and the people living in peace, which was not the case in Shu.Zhuang Yang's account is objective and not disturbed by personal emotions. When he wrote about Liu Hong, the prince of the Han Dynasty, except for his legendary life experience, there are only a few words.

As for his personal relationship with Liu Hong, of course he will not record it.

Just this night, not long ago, he was suppressed by Liu Hong. Liu Hong kissed him passionately and put his hands on his head. It was not the first time Zhuang Yang felt Liu Hong's strength, but the first time For the first time, I saw fanaticism and paranoia in Liu Hong's eyes.Even now, Zhuang Yang can still vividly recall Liu Hong's intimacy.But Zhuang Yang seldom thinks about his feelings when he and Liu Hong had a blind date, it is useless to think about it.

The 19-year-old Zhuang Yang has his own needs, and he takes them lightly. All his experience over the years comes from Liu Hong.Zhuang Yang didn't think he should be ashamed of his intimacy with Liu Hong.Due to the deep love, the two love each other.

Zhuang Yang put down his pen and read the written article, quite satisfied.Zhuang Yang's articles are plain, impartial, and have the demeanor of a historian.But because Zhuang Yang often writes and weighs down his desk, few people know that he still has such a talent.

It was early morning at this time, Zhuang Yang's hair was dry, and he fell asleep on the couch, pulling up the soft quilt and sticking it under his neck.

Zhuang Yang thought, at this time, Liu Hong should be asleep.Zhuang Yang had seen Liu Hong's sleeping face before. At that time, Liu Hong put his arms around him and put his chin on his shoulder.Being so close, Zhuang Yang could stroke Liu Hong's disheveled hair and touch Liu Hong's face.

Zhuang Yang knew that there would be others who would be as close to Liu Hong as he was, and would sleep with Liu Hong.They can sleep peacefully until dawn, with attendants serving them, without worrying about being known about their private affairs.Because that is a natural relationship, not that he and Liu Hong are so deviant.

What kind of person will Liu Hong's wife be in the future?Zhuang Yang felt that it must be a beautiful woman.

She will have a noble background, be well-educated, gentle and kind, gather the beauty of the world, and will also be loved by Liu Hong. In Zhuang Yang's view, when a married woman is married, she must be treated with special affection.

They will have children, and one of these children will become Liu Hong's heir, a lovely and heroic child.

Thinking in this way, Zhuang Yang took a hook from beside his pillow and put it under the light to examine it.In the lights, the golden decorations shone brilliantly.He was supposed to return the token to Liu Hong, but he didn't.

Early in the morning, Zhuang Yang woke up his servants and told Prince Hong that he was waiting in the courtyard.

Zhuang Yang changed his clothes to freshen up, put on the Han costume sent by the envoy earlier, and went out to meet Liu Hong.

With deep clothes and high crown, and a somewhat bulky but exquisite saber, Zhuang Yang knew that this was the attire of the children of the aristocratic family.

There was no bronze mirror in the building, and Zhuang Yang didn't carry it with him. He didn't know what he would look like after changing into this clothes.

Zhuang Yang came to the courtyard and appeared in front of Liu Hong. Zhuang Yang thought it must be very good-looking——Since he came out, Liu Hong's eyes have never left, and there is surprise in those eyes.

Liu Hong approached Zhuang Yang and whispered to each other: "Erlang, so beautiful."

Zhuang Yang smiled, thinking that Liu Hong obviously prepared this outfit for him, so that he could wear it for him to see?

"My lord, are you going to Shanglinyuan?"

As long as they are not getting along in private, in Chang'an, Zhuang Yang will pay attention to the address, he doesn't want people to see that he and Liu Hong are too close.

"Exactly, you and I rode over there."

Outside the courtyard, Liu Hong's attendants were leading two handsome horses, obviously one for Liu Hong and one for Zhuang Yang.

"Erlang, can you ride today?"

Liu Hong's voice was soft and inaudible.

Zhuang Yang heard the implication, and he answered calmly; "Yes."

The two galloped on horseback, followed by Liu Hong's two attendants who also rode horses.Liu Hong has more than ten attendants, who are also the guards of Liu Hong's residence.They are all young and tall, not ordinary soldiers, but descendants of officials.

Such a group of people went out, and the two men at the head were extremely young. Judging from their clothes, they were distinguished, and they walked through the streets, attracting people's attention.Fortunately, early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians.

Outside the city, the trees in the countryside are verdant, the sky is blue and the water is clear, and occasionally a few private houses dot the fields.

Liu Hongce led the horse, and Zhuang Yang followed. Liu Hong looked back at Zhuang Yang from time to time. Sometimes Zhuang Yang was slow to follow, and he would stop and wait.

Unknowingly, the two came to a remote mountain forest.Liu Hong stopped in front of a collapsed palace, and said to the attendants who followed him, "You wait here." The attendants responded one after another.

At this time, Zhuang Yang saw a desolate scene, old trees entwined with dead vines, and only ruined walls of the once grand palace, and a road covered with weeds leading to the deep woods.

"Erlang, you come with me."

"it is good."

Liu Hong and Zhuang Yang drove together and entered the woods.

The forest is shady, the sun is blocked by the dense leaves, and the surroundings are quiet.

Zhuang Yang followed Liu Hong and came to a lakeside without knowing it. His eyes suddenly opened up, and he could see the green hills in the distance and the white clouds in the sky.

"Erlang, sit down."

Liu Hong broke off the leaves and used them as a mat, and motioned Zhuang Yang to sit beside him.

"Hiro, are these cedar trees?"

Over their heads towered tall trees with luxuriant branches and leaves like canopies.

"Erlang, do you still remember the red leaf forest in Zhuli?"

"remember."

"These trees will also shed red leaves in autumn, which is very similar to the red leaf forest. They are secluded and beautiful places."

Last autumn, Liu Hong was stationed nearby with his army, and Liu Hong wandered around the lakeside by himself for a long time.

"Unfortunately, it's not autumn."

Zhuang Yang has never been able to see the beautiful scenery that Ah Hong mentioned. This wasted time is only because the two are separated from the north and the south, and it is difficult to spend time together.

"Erlang, as long as you and I come here often, we can always see you."

Liu Hong held Zhuang Yang's hand, and Zhuang Yang looked at a delicate little flower in the other palm, without saying a word.Liu Hong raised his hand and stroked Zhuang Yang's face. Zhuang Yang then looked up at Liu Hong. He should have said something, but he didn't.Looking at Zhuang Yang, the smile on Liu Hong's eyebrows disappeared, and he might have read something from Zhuang Yang's eyes.

"Erlang, in the future, can you follow me?"

Liu Hong knew what was on his mind, but what did Erlang think?

"Ah Hong, if I break into Jinguan City in the future, I am willing to serve in the Han Kingdom, but I cannot follow you."

Zhuang Yang can clearly see Liu Hong's future, if his speculations are correct.

"Does Erlang care about ethics?"

Liu Hong knew that Zhuang Yang would not give his body to someone he didn't love, so Zhuang Yang valued emotions.He loves Zhuang Yang, and Zhuang Yang also has him in his heart.

Zhuang Yang shook his head lightly. The misfortune in his childhood made Zhuang Yang take the people around him very seriously, and he didn't care about those things that were preaching and erratic.

"Does Erlang think I'll lose everything because of you?"

Liu Hong tore off a military talisman from his waist and held it in his hand.

"Ah Hong, not only lost his power, but also his life."

Zhuang Yang's words were heavy, which was something he didn't want to see, and was afraid to see.

During this trip to the Han Kingdom, Zhuang Yang could see that the Han Kingdom was in a situation of unifying the world, and Father Liu might become an emperor.

And once in the competition for the crown prince, Liu Hong was removed from the heir for violating the ethics, then Liu Hong might be killed, because he is the eldest son, and there is no way to place him.

"Does Jiro know what I think?"

Liu Hong held the soldier talisman with sharp eyes.

"I will not lose my power and my life. I want Erlang to be by my side and grow old together."

Liu Hong could no longer be that farmer in Zhuli. His identity was the son of a king. He couldn't help himself when his identity changed. At that time, he still couldn't figure out what he wanted and how to get it.

But then he gradually saw a road, which was very vague and vaguely formed.

"Ah Hong, when you lead the troops into Shu, we will meet at that time, and I will give you an answer, but I cannot promise you right now."

That will be a few years later, if by that time, the emotion between the two is still there, and Liu Hong must have him, then Zhuang Yang will consider the matter of the two of them staying together.This is a very prudent thing.

"it is good."

Liu Hong spoke resolutely.

Zhuang Yang took out the wrong gold belt hook from his arms. He stroked the pattern on the belt hook, glanced at the belt hook, and then handed it to Liu Hong, speaking calmly: "This thing should be given to your wife."

Liu Hong didn't answer, and replied casually: "I'll send it."

"you……"

Zhuang Yang squeezed the belt hook hard, he seemed annoyed and helpless, finally put his arm on his thigh, palm spread, looked down at the belt hook and said nothing.

"Erlang, take it back."

Liu Hong knelt and sat in front of Zhuang Yang. He held Zhuang Yang's hand and asked Zhuang Yang to close his palm and hold the belt hook.However, Zhuang Yang didn't want to take it back, his palm was half open, he was hesitating.

"Erro."

Liu Hong begged with words.

After a long time, Zhuang Yang slowly put away the belt hook and put it in the skirt of his clothes. Zhuang Yang looked at Liu Hong and said affectionately, "It's a keepsake, and it should be exchanged."

Zhuang Yang touched his waist with his fingers. Before he could take his belt hook, he was suddenly pushed by the ecstatic Liu Hong to a dark place where the light could not penetrate the leaves. Liu Hong kissed Zhuang Yang passionately, and Zhuang Yang pressed his back Seeing the redwood tree trunk, the surroundings were dark, even if someone peeped, he couldn't see anything, so he kissed Liu Hong back tenderly.