debt repayment

After a while, Song Hui'an reprimanded in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Okay, okay," Song Huiming looked at him, still smiling, "There is no His Royal Highness, nor Chengjia, only my husband's good Azhu."

"..." Song Hui'an frowned, speechless.

Seeing that he was still reluctant, Song Huiming felt kind and said, "The lady has been thinking about it for too long, and she is too happy to see her husband, so she can't speak? Don't be afraid, for your husband." Come back, you can see enough."

Seeing Song Hui'an's brows furrowed tightly and his lips twitching, Song Huiming quickly hugged him before he could speak, rubbed his back lightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Song Huian's heart trembled when he heard his wet voice.

The behavior of the two is intimate at the moment, but Song Huiming doesn't overdo it, they are in love and stop at courtesy - if there is any normal reason between the two of them.

He could feel that Song Huiming was extremely tired.That's right, anyone who rushes back to Beijing from thousands of miles away day and night, and goes to the palace to give advice without taking a rest, will be tired.

Song Huiming's eyes were bloodshot. Seeing him like this, he felt scared, afraid that Song Huiming's stubbornness and madness would one day be too strong for him to bear.

He has seen too many courtship and threats from Song Huiming, how could he not be afraid, how could he not be afraid?

He Ann was trembling all over, and for a while, he didn't dare to scold him like he used to.He was silent for a moment, then Fang whispered, "It's better."

"That's right, you are not dumb anymore, let your husband see if you have grown flesh." Song Huiming slowly moved his hand behind his back, touched his spine through the thick winter clothes, and said with satisfaction, "Azhu is a long-haired man." fatter."

Song Hui'an laughed angrily, and opened his mouth to scold him for being contemptuous, but Song Huiming lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Well, he thought desperately, he was really bewitched, and he was getting deeper and deeper in Song Huiming.

When he was thinking wildly, Song Huiming let him go and tapped his cheek lightly.

Seeing the surprised look on the beauty's face, Song Huiming laughed: "My husband is tired."

"..."

Song Hui'an said, "I'm out."

"Don't, Ah Zhu, stay with your husband for a while."

He sighed.

No matter how much he beats, scolds and resists, Song Huiming can always win the round with an extremely tough attitude. He doesn't want to anger the lunatic, and he can't do it, so he can only obediently be his good Azhu.

Just a while, it's still early for dinner.

Song Huiming held Song Hui'an's soft hand and fell into a drowsy sleep.He has had a difficult journey recently, and he is in a hurry to return to Beijing, he is completely relaxed now, there is no fatigue in his brows, only the heroic spirit that makes the girl's face blush and heart beat.

This bastard is bad from the inside to the outside, but the skin is the best.

Song Hui'an couldn't leave, so he sat beside him and read a book.The scriptures arranged in an orderly manner on the book fell into his eyes, as if rolling endlessly, which made him unable to calm down and read.

He flipped through two pages hastily, then dropped the book, glared at the ignorant bastard, then took a deep breath, lowered his head, saw that he was breathing evenly, he should be fast asleep, so he was slightly relieved.

The jade-like fingertips touched Song Huiming's eyebrows.

Seeing that Song Huiming was still fast asleep, Song Huian poked again.

The man's breathing was stagnant, his long eyebrows moved slightly, and then returned to normal.

Song Hui'an snorted softly, thinking that this apprentice is too courageous, and he is not afraid that he will kill him secretly.

But for the sake of this person's going deep, it's better to deal with him another day.

Gradually, the charcoal fire in the house dwindled, and Song Huiming held his hand tightly. He was also reluctant to leave this surprisingly quiet little world, so he simply took off his outer clothes, got into the quilt, and moved towards Song Huiming. Han, moved to Song Huiming's side.

Song Huiming's light and well-proportioned breathing fell on his ears, but it sounded like thunder. He didn't want to fall asleep, but closed his eyes and fell asleep.Song Huiming also felt that there was someone more beside him, so he pulled him closer, buried his head in his neck, and murmured softly, but Song Huian didn't hear clearly.

On the silver tip of the moon, Song Huiming just woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he was taken aback.

Just now he seemed to be dormant in still water, and he also felt that he hugged someone later, it was just a dream, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful woman with a beautiful face like a jade, with blue hair like a cloud, so beautiful that it can surpass the sun and the moon.

"...Azhu? Chengjia?"

Song Hui'an leaned on his arm and said nothing.

"His Royal Highness?"

The beauty's eyelashes are windless and automatic, and he looked at Song Hui'an Mimeng's eyes.

"...Is this palace asleep?"

Song Hui'an asked softly.

Song Huiming smiled and said, "Naturally."

"It's not too early, I think you have been the stove for the palace all afternoon, and you are allowed to leave the palace after eating."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness," Song Huiming said, and then pressed it to Song Hui'an's ear, whispering, "Good Azhu, but you don't want to leave your husband?"

Song Hui'an had no intention of confronting his enemy, and scolded: "How long has it been, get out of here."

It's as if a child is about to be born.

Thinking that Song Hui'an had put down his defenses in front of him, Song Huiming was extremely happy and proud, so he leaned on his neck and smiled lowly: "Okay, I'll bring you cake tomorrow."

"...Bring some syrup, I want crushed sweet-scented osmanthus."

How did Song Hui'an know that he invited himself to go to the North Kingdom this time, not only for the affairs of the court, but also for him.

New Year's Eve, family dinner on New Year's Eve.Song Huiming entered the palace early, took the food box, and went straight to the East Palace.

The palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and Ruixue couldn't hide her joy. He had been looking for the prince frequently during this time, so everyone in the East Palace was not surprised by his arrival.

On this day, Song Hui'an was not in the Treasure Pavilion, but was sitting in the backyard of the East Palace, admiring wintersweet with His Royal Highness the Fifteenth.

He looked at the plum branch, absent-minded.He knew that Song Huiming would definitely enter the palace today, but he didn't know when he would come back to see him. Such an unknown wait made him intolerable.

Song Huiqi greeted the other little princes and built a snowman under the wintersweet tree. Seeing Song Hui'an holding the hand stove and looking where, he asked with a smile, "Brother, are you hungry?"

Song Hui'an laughed and said, "The little greedy cat must be hungry."

"Qi'er is hungry," Song Huiqi said, "Qi'er misses Brother Dahuang's crispy bean cake."

"Your Highness," Lian Sheng said, "His Royal Highness King Jian is here."

This man will come when he says so.

Fifteen cheered and said: "Brother, Brother Dahuang has brought crispy bean cake!"

With so many people present, Song Huiming naturally behaved like a good brother, calling the younger brothers to his side, and personally handing them the hot cakes.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, there's a family dinner tonight, so don't eat too much."

As he spoke, he took out the only cake in the plate and dedicated it to Song Hui'an.

"His Royal Highness, please use it slowly."

Song Hui'an squinted his eyes and saw a few new blisters on his hands, his heart was like a mirror.

"Thank you, King Jian, for your kindness, I have taken it."

There were so many people today, even though he and Song Huiming had met, they would have to wait until after the dinner party to reveal their true colors.It was still dark, and for some reason, he felt itchy.

Today's family banquet is not surprising. The emperor brought his wife, concubine and heirs to enjoy the winter scenery together.The young concubines who had just entered the palace got closer to each other, while Guo Hou and other old people gathered around the old queen, watching the young princes play.It's just that under the peaceful appearance, undercurrents are surging.

Due to the matter of Zhou Mansion, the emperor and empress were somewhat unhappy.After all, Zhou Jizu was the emperor's brother-in-law, and the emperor couldn't hold back the crime of bullying and raising ghosts and raising warlocks.

Even though the matter of the Zhou Mansion was not directly related to the Guo Mansion and Queen Guo, it was enough to make the Son of Heaven feel anxious for a while.

But this level is not enough to threaten the status of the prince.

Song Huiming smiled, his layout has not been completed, and he hasn't seen him for many days, Song Hui'an's attitude towards him has obviously eased a lot, but he is willing to play with the fake phoenix for a while, if Song Hui'an can be willingly attached to him, and then regain the original What belongs to him is naturally the best.

He needs a stronger fire to ignite the Son of Heaven, the pillar that can destroy everything, but the time is not yet ripe, so let him have a good talk with Song Hui'an for a while.

Song Hui'an only knew that the affairs of the Zhou family would damage the prince's power, but it was not good to say anything to his father. Fortunately, there are many juniors today, and the emperor would not let Queen Guo step down in public. After some singing and dancing, the dinner came to an end.

There are a few more unique scenery in the palace. The spring lake in the palace is frozen, but the stone bridge across the lake has been cleared up. It is used for watching fireworks and holding small banquets. It is excellent.

Gorgeous fireworks rise from the east bank of the lake, and thousands of bright silver flowers light up the winter night, colorful and bright, and the warm light burns everyone's faces.

"Liansheng, where's my brother?"

"His Fifteenth Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince is not feeling well, so he should go back to the East Palace to rest first."

Going west along the Spring Lake, you will find the folk square that you visited during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The folk square is closed today, and it is pitch black, which is convenient for Song Huiming.

"Why did you walk here?"

Song Hui'an was afraid of the cold, wore a white fox fur, held a small hand stove, let Song Huiming pull him, and walked on the dark street.

There are no candles here, and the fireworks in the east can still illuminate the green brick cornices on the street.

Song Huiming's face also softened in the warm light.

"Husband, it was hard to find such a good place where no one is there."

He was unrestrained, and Song Hui'an was terrified, and hurriedly said: "You are talking nonsense again, be careful not to be overheard."

"So what? I'm not ashamed, so I might as well take advantage of the situation to propose marriage to my father and marry you into my palace."

Seeing that Song Huiming's heart is not dead, Song Hui'an made a gesture to kick him: "Shut up, you!"

"Why did it look like I forced His Highness to come down? His Highness has feet. If he didn't like it, why would he come out with me?"

Song Huiming smiled, dodged his kick, and picked him up by the waist, saying: "On the fifteenth day, they still have a little eunuch to hold them to watch the fireworks. Why don't your highness borrow my minister's help?"

Song Hui'an saw that there was really no one around, so he felt relieved and said, "It's up to you."

Song Huiming kissed him on the forehead: "My brother's good Azhu is so good."

Song Hui'an really didn't know what to do with his intimacy, let him hold him, and suddenly said: "What about in the future?"

"After what?"

Song Hui'an glanced at him.

"The appearance is easy to grow old. I will grow a beard and crown after all, and look like a great husband. You are obsessed with my appearance. At that time, when you think of your evil deeds of disregarding human relationships, do you have no regrets?"