debt repayment

On the eve of the winter feast, the capital snowed heavily.The red walls in the Nine Five City were almost completely covered by snow.This should be the coldest winter in his life.

Song Hui An nested in the East Palace, and he never liked being disturbed by others. In recent days, he didn't even bother with his concubine and concubine. He just sat quietly in front of the desk, next to the stove, thinking about it.

This is a newly built small pavilion with hidden passages and secret pavilions, which are used to store calligraphy and painting treasures.

Since the beginning of winter, the days have been particularly sad. He felt cold everywhere he went. Outside the Jiuwu City, there was no order from the emperor, and he couldn't go out. He simply stayed alone, out of sight and out of sight.

He paid special attention to the matter at his uncle's house because of his relationship with his own power faction and his mother.

I heard that their family was bewitched by the demon way, and even the three housekeepers in the mansion were killed by the demon way and turned into living corpses. The three housekeepers revealed their secrets on the day of the festival, which attracted the attention of the government and court monks.

According to Zhang Tianshui, this walking corpse is not a rare thing, but it is extremely dangerous to ordinary people.

Zhang Tianshui was ordered to lead the court monks into the Zhou Mansion to capture the thieves.Yaodao lost to Tianshui and was killed on the spot.

Zhou's mansion was bewitched by a monster, and people were killed. Although it is pitiful, it is hard to excuse it.But after all, the Zhou family is the hero who was there when he followed the Taizu. Imperial decree, not to leave the fief without permission.

Although the Zhou family saved their lives, they were far away from the center of power in the capital, and were devastated.

The prince seemed to miss an arm.

Every time Song Hui'an thought of this, he scolded his uncle for being an idiot. He was doing something bad behind the scenes, but colluding with the demons. That's good. He didn't get any benefits. By the way, he compensated himself and broke his power in the court outside the palace. Stupid as hell.

But he said that he hadn't seen his aunt for more than fifteen days, and he missed her very much, so he asked Queen Guo to call her into the palace.

Zhou Guo's family moved to the south with her husband, but of course Empress Guo disagreed.

Fifteen was still young and didn't know anything about Zhou's mansion, so he ran to pull the hem of his clothes and begged him to call his aunt into the palace, but he could only do it perfunctorily.Fortunately, children forget their sex quickly, and Shiwu soon stopped crying and making noise, and went to play with the newborn kitten in the palace.

It's cold now, Fifteen is probably lazy and sleepy in Fengyi Palace, he stays alone in the East Palace, there are no children's laughter and laughter in his ears, but it is quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Lian Sheng's voice came from outside: "Your Highness, His Highness King Jian is asking to see you."

Song Hui'an's hand holding the pen paused, and then said coldly: "Just ask him to come in."

But seeing Song Huiming striding into the study, wearing a thick cloak, it was snowing when he came, and some snow particles were also on his hair, and they turned into water as soon as they entered the warm hall, making his head wet A little moist, at first glance, it softens that overly handsome face a bit.

Song Hui'an narrowed his eyes and thought, maybe it was because the room was too warm, which made him lose his sight.

"I see Your Highness." Song Huiming saluted in a watertight voice.He raised his head and stared at him with a smile in a place where Liansheng could not see.

Deng Tuzi is an asshole again.

Song Hui'an cursed in his heart, and said, "Everyone go down."

Liansheng agreed, stepped back quickly, and closed the door for the two of them.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if Your Highness has any ministers?"

Of course he didn't want to see the bastard.

The matter of the Zhou Mansion had just been settled for a few days, and the one who benefited the most from it was naturally King Jian who had always been against him.

The prince's strength is getting weaker, isn't it because he has grown the strength of King Jian? !

Today Song Huiming came here with a smile on his face, perhaps because he had gained power, so he ran to mock and threaten him.

Laughing at him for the sudden failure of His Highness the Crown Prince, he threatened him not to disobey his wishes.This bastard now overwhelms him both in public and in private.

Song Hui'an had a headache.

Ever since he recuperated in the East Palace during the God Worship Festival, he only had a face-to-face meeting with Song Huiming in the palace or in the court hall, and had no personal relationship.After all, Song Huiming hadn't harassed him for ten days.

In the eyes of other palace people, His Royal Highness Jian Wang intended to get close to the Crown Prince when he came back from the south, maybe the brotherhood between the two His Royal Highnesses has improved; only the person involved knows that this is not the case at all.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the relationship between the two changed.Hit a snake to hit seven inches, and Song Huiming was sure of Song Hui'an's point.Song Hui'an was thin-skinned, and he was ashamed to tell the scandal of being taken advantage of by this beast, which actually made it easier for Song Huiming to continue to exploit him.

Although there was only one real skin-to-skin kiss, he was really afraid of this lunatic.

Now seeing this person approaching with a smile, he may be asking for joy again.

Thinking of the word "seeking joy", his face turned green.

Song Huiming saw that his complexion was not good, so he approached him with a smile, and covered his hand: "What's the matter, I see that the room is quite warm, are you still ill?"

Song Hui'an tilted his head, unwilling to look at him.At this time, the winter sky shines into the house through the plum-patterned window, Song Hui'an's face is mottled with time, but his pupils and lips are exposed to the white-gold light.

Black pupils, bright red lips.

Song Huiming's eyes dimmed, and he bent down, wanting to kiss Fangze.

Song Hui'an raised his hand, only to let him kiss the beauty's green fingertips.

Looking at each other, Song Hui'an only felt that Song Huiming's breath on his face was frighteningly hot.But at this time, Song Huiming's eyes did not have the playfulness and frivolity of Deng Tuzi, but there was a kind of terrifying penetrating depth, like the eagle's eyes on the prey, which made him lose the strength to scold for a while, and felt powerless and helpless. tight.

"It will be seen."

"Then, Your Highness, let's go to another place to discuss private matters?"

"...Come with me."

After finishing speaking, he got up and took Song Huiming to the pavilion.

This Treasure Pavilion was originally built for him to relax his body and mind. There are staggered secret passages and secret doors, and they are connected to each small pavilion. Some of the secret passages and secret doors are only in his hands.

The seemingly ordinary large bronze mirror turned the third silver dragon on the upper right of the mirror inward, and the bronze mirror slowly turned inward, revealing a dark passage.

"Cheng Jia, where are you taking your brother?"

Song Hui'an didn't answer, just walked in.After the two entered the secret passage, the bronze mirror returned to its original position.Song Hui'an lit a candle, and he was led by Song Hui'an to walk in.

The secret passage is extremely narrow, and there are winding stone steps. He didn't know the hidden beauty of this humble pavilion at first, but now he can only marvel.

Unexpectedly, Song Hui'an in front of him flickered, and suddenly slid to the left. He was shocked and was about to follow, when he was blocked by a dark wall.

Turning around and touching the wall, he was locked in a dark cabinet.

...He was tricked by the beauty.

Song Huiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, nor was he annoyed, he just said to Song Hui'an: "Cheng Jia, you don't like brother, so you don't have to make trouble like this, be good, let brother out."

Song Hui'an's cold chuckle came from outside the wall: "It doesn't matter how long you're locked up. It's time for dinner, and I'm hungry, so I'll go eat first, and I'll let you out when King Jian cleans up all the messy things in my head. Don't worry, there are no sharp weapons in this dark cabinet, they are all small jewels, just don't hit the cabinet."

"Cheng Jia, Cheng Jia?"

Listening to Song Hui'an walking away, Song Huiming only smiled wryly.

But it is cold and cold today, and the meal prepared by the East Palace is barbecue.Song Hui'an took a knife and cut and poked the leg of the lamb, thinking it was the thief's leg.

He ate slowly, drank a bowl of hot soup, and ordered Gong'e to prepare a dish and put it in a food box so that he could take it back to Song Huiming.

"King Jian is reading calligraphy and painting in the Treasure Pavilion, and I will personally deliver the food, so don't follow me."

The lunatic must have been furious.

Thinking of this, Song Hui'an felt comfortable all over.

He hooked the corners of his lips proudly, and shook the food box in his hand.If Song Huiming hadn't been kind to him when he had a fever last time, he wouldn't have kindly brought him a meal.

Humming a little song, he walked into the secret passage, walked up to the secret pavilion, and said, "King Jian, have you thought about it? If you don't have any absurd thoughts about me, I will let you out. If you persist in your obsession, then I will let you go." Stay inside, the winter in the dark pavilion is very cold, I won't stay long, if you don't think about it, I will go out first, and I will ask you later."

"Anyway, King Jian is in good health. I see that you are wearing thick clothes, so I don't think you will be afraid of being cold for a while, what do you think?"

It was quiet behind the door, and Song Huiming didn't answer him.

Song Huian frowned: "Song Huiming? Song Huiming?"

Still no sound.

"Aren't you going to lie to Ben Gong? Then you should stay here all night! Even if you disappear, the guards will not dare to find Ben Gong, you can figure it out!"

"Full of filthy thoughts, you just die!"

Song Hui'an pretended to leave, walked a few steps and saw that there was still no sound behind the door, his heart skipped a beat, and he only wondered if Song Huiming had really fainted from the cold.

He didn't want to believe it, Song Huiming was strong and healthy, and his arm was like a copper bar, so he couldn't be twisted at all, so he couldn't fall down casually.

Song Hui'an returned to the door and called softly, "Song Huiming? Song Huiming?"

"You bastard...you're messing around again."

He muttered, but he was afraid that something might happen to this person.In case King Jian unconsciously fell into a coma in his East Palace, and his body showed signs of being cold, he would cause trouble for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Song Hui'an cursed in a low voice, opened the secret door, and entered with a lantern.

He raised the lamp and shone into the dark cabinet, but there was no one there.

"Song Huiming? Song Huiming?"

"You come out to me... ah!"

He was pulled into the man's arms by a very domineering pull. At that moment, he thought he had encountered some kind of ghost.

When Song Huiming grabbed his wrist, he didn't know whether he should be thankful that he met someone, or scold Song Huiming for being a jerk and playing tricks on him.

He lost the lamp and struggled in Song Huiming's arms: "Let go of Bengong!"

"Cheng Jia, brother is angry."

Song Huiming probably figured out the mechanism in the dark pavilion long ago, and the door slowly closed again. He let go of Song Huian, hung up the lamp, saw the food box in Song Huian's hand, and suddenly smiled again.

"Cheng Jia brought food for my brother? I'm really touched."

Song Hui'an scolded: "You bastard! I will reward you with food. If you like to eat it or not, if you don't eat it, you will be fucked! ... What are you doing!"

Song Huiming pulled him and forced him to sit on his lap.