Born short-lived

The sword in Dong Sheng's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he was shocked like five thunders, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak a word for a long time.

——Zhou Zirong!

The chief guard had also met Prince Zhou before, and he was stunned when he took off the mask. The long halberd in mid-air froze and didn't know whether to put it down, and looked back at Dong Sheng with a face full of bewilderment.

Dong Sheng was also confused, Zhou Zirong's figure swayed, and he staggered against the wall. When he finally stabilized his figure, he suddenly raised his head, and a pair of red eyes stared at him right. Dong Sheng.

Only then did Dong Sheng regain his senses, and said to the chief guard with a straight face: "Everyone has withdrawn, help him in."

"But..." The chief guard seemed to still feel that something was wrong. He looked back at Zhou Zirong, who was dressed in night clothes, and then at the trampled tiles on the wall of the East Palace courtyard and the broken twigs all over the place. With a look of embarrassment on his face, "Your Highness, this..."

Even if King Beizhao of the East China Sea sneaked into the East Palace in the middle of the night, even if he was directly executed on the spot for the crime of conspiracy, it would not be an exaggeration.

"He didn't bring a weapon, why are you panicking?" Dong Sheng frowned heavily, "Do you still want to tie him up?"

The chief guard was speechless all of a sudden, looked left and right, and said falteringly: "Subordinate, I dare not."

Dong Sheng sighed secretly, raised his eyes but bumped into Zhou Zirong's burning eyes, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

What the hell are you doing in the middle of the night.

Zhou Zirong has always been prudent, and Dong Sheng has never seen him lose his composure in so many years. His heart was agitated, and he saw those guards who had just turned their swords at each other in a hurry to put Zhou Zirong, who had softened into a puddle of mud, into the head of the guard. But the drunk didn't recognize anyone at all, as soon as someone's hand touched him, he threw a punch at it, at least he missed his head and didn't hurt anyone.

Dong Sheng couldn't stand it anymore, and walked forward in three steps in two steps, and pushed aside the surrounding guards: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, give me the man."

It was amazing to say that when Zhou Zirong saw Dong Sheng coming, he immediately stopped making noise, and just stared at him blankly with a confused face, completely devoid of his usual cleverness.

Dong Sheng held up one of his arms, and the man's scorching body temperature came through through the fabric, which seemed extraordinarily hot in the chilly night of early spring.

Dong Sheng managed to stabilize the man with difficulty, and said to the chief guard: "Come and help, the others have dispersed."

"Yes." The head of the guard hurriedly got up and raised his other arm, and the two of them dragged such a dead drunk, and finally moved back to Dong Sheng's room.

Dong Sheng was sweating profusely in the middle of the night, and before closing the door, he said to the chief guard: "Order it down, just pretend that what happened tonight has never happened, no one has ever been to the East Palace, remember?"

The head of the guard nodded quickly: "Hey, this subordinate understands."

"Go."

As a result, just as the door was closed, Zhou Zirong, who was soft on him, immediately woke up, patted him on the shoulder very calmly, and then stood up firmly.

Dong Sheng was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at him incredulously, and saw that the man was expressionless, only a thin layer of red was covering his cheeks, and the drunken obsession in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden. It disappeared without a trace, leaving only a school of clarity.

"No..." Dong Sheng hurriedly took a step back, his mind was muddled, and he couldn't find the southeast and northwest, so he pointed at him conclusively, "You..."

Zhou Zirong's behavior was really too weird. After Dong Sheng was horrified, there was a flash of lightning, and he pulled him over nervously, and lowered his voice, "What's wrong? What happened?"

What's the point of Zhou Xiaowang risking his death in the middle of the night to touch the East Palace and pretend to be crazy?

Zhou Zirong didn't say a word, just stared at him fixedly, the two stared at him for a long time, only to hear Zhou Zirong say indifferently: "It's nothing."

When he said this, his cheeks were still flushed, and there was a pungent smell of alcohol when he opened his mouth, but his words were straight and unambiguous, and his eyes were serious, not like a joke.

Dong Sheng was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Zhou Zirong sighed, and repeated: "It's really nothing."

It's nothing, why are you rushing into the inner palace at night!

Dong Sheng managed to swallow the dirty words that were about to blurt out, and asked patiently, "How much did you drink?"

Zhou Zirong said truthfully: "One catty and one tael."

Well, there are zeros and wholes.

When they were in East China Sea before, the two of them had a lot of drinking together. He knew Zhou Zirong's drinking capacity.

Dong Sheng's face darkened, wishing he could open the brain of the person in front of him to see what mess was inside, and said shortly, "Who else saw you coming here?"

Zhou Zirong shook his head: "Don't worry, it's gone."

Dong Sheng was so angry that he couldn't get out, and he was really uncomfortable. Just thinking about it, he felt scared. In case Zhou Zirong was caught outside the East Palace, it would be a capital offense for foreign ministers to trespass in the inner palace. .

A person who is usually quite stable, which muscle is short?

"My lord," Dong Sheng said angrily, "Is your brain smothered by the wine or your courage by the yellow soup? Why don't you climb the emperor's courtyard wall?"

Zhou Zirong stared at him without saying a word, neither aggrieved nor bickering, staring at Dong Sheng with naked eyes made Dong Sheng feel guilty, as if he also realized that he was so angry that he slipped his words and accidentally said something too ugly, So I felt a little bit sorry, but I really couldn't swallow the breath, so I had to make up for it with a milder sentence: "What's wrong with you? Is it worth it? What kind of big thing is taking your life as a joke?"

Zhou Zirong had a good temper from the beginning to the end. He smiled after smelling it, and said nonsense with a serious face: "I'm not kidding, I'm here today as a thief to steal things."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his night clothes emphatically.

Dong Sheng, one head and two big, asked dumbfoundedly: "Then dare to ask the hero, what are you trying to steal? What valuable thing is worthy of the prince, you are a gentleman on Liang?"

Zhou Zirong smiled inscrutably, but others didn't know that his heart was beating like a drum at this time.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt that he could no longer hide it, so he simply used the wine to strengthen his courage and put into action what had been on his mind for 1000 years.

He said softly: "Stealing people."

Since it is bound by the human wheel, it is not a big deal to add a layer of entangled mundane wishes.

At first I persuaded him to let go, but in the end, it was me who couldn't let go.

Dong Sheng was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and said "Huh?" in disbelief.

Zhou Zirong looked into his eyes seriously, and wiped away all the doubts in Dong Sheng's heart.

He couldn't help thinking of the few hugs he had with Dong Sheng before, and he couldn't help thinking how great it would be if he could hug him tighter and longer, preferably for a lifetime.

Or now, it would be great if he could just hug him so unscrupulously.

But he still has a sliver of reason at last, without real practice.

"Lend me your clothes," Zhou Zirong said, "I'll take you out of the palace to a place."

Dong Sheng didn't know which song he was going to sing again, he frowned suspiciously and said, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Zirong smiled slightly, lowered his head slightly, poked his brow lightly with his fingertips, rubbed his frown away, and said softly: "Don't frown."

Dong Sheng was aroused by him with goosebumps all over his body, looking at the inexplicably gentle and tender smile of this person in front of him, how strange it looked, he didn't dare to nod easily in agreement.

What's going on here?The head was slapped by the door panel?

"Tell me where you are going first."

Zhou Zirong looked at him for a while, seeing that this person was unwilling to let go, he let out a sigh of relief, and compromised: "Take you to see Wuyou Jiang."

Dong Sheng: "..."

Stay up most of the night and go to see the river? ?

Dong Sheng was about to curse, but Zhou Zirong's eyes full of expectation and enthusiasm made him speechless.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, he also knew what Zhou Zirong meant.

When we were in the East China Sea, the two of them would go on a river cruise together at the beginning of spring. During the day, they would take a small boat, and at night they would sneak out to visit the night market by the river.At that time, Dong Sheng's heart was wider than his waist, and his courage was bigger than his head. He was beaten countless times by Marshal Zeng, but he didn't have a long memory.

Going out to play at this point seems unbelievable now, but at that time it was commonplace.I just didn't expect Dong Sheng to drag him out to fool around at that time, but now it's the other way around.

But from here to the Wuyou River is at least tens of miles away, and I will definitely not be able to make it back before dawn.

"What do you think? If you're homesick, wait until the limelight passes, and we'll..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zirong interrupted him coldly, staring straight at him: "Do you believe me?"

Dong Sheng was at a loss for words, and was bored for a while, finally sighed helplessly, turned around and pushed the door open, and said to the little guard on duty outside the door: "You, come here."

As soon as the guard heard the call, he rushed over: "What's your Highness's order?"

Dong Sheng looked at his figure, nodded and said, "Take off your clothes."

"……what?"

Dong Sheng repeated angrily: "I told you to take off your clothes!"

The guard looked at Zhou Zirong inside the door, then at Dong Sheng, and said cautiously: "Subordinate...there is a set for washing in the barracks."

"Don't run away, it's just you." Dong Sheng said impatiently, "Hurry up."

After finally stripping off the little guard’s armor, Dong Sheng went back to the house and found a robe for the guard to wear back. The little guard didn’t dare to pick it up at first, so he asked Dong Sheng to give it to Yan. Boom away.When there was no one around, he urged Zhou Zirong to change into his clothes.

The two left the palace through the side door. Zhou Zirong tied two horses in a small alley outside the palace gate. On the horses were a small package of pastries, which were Dong Sheng's usual favorites. I was also hungry in the middle of the night—it seemed that it was premeditated and well thought out.

One mile south of Guandao, there is a very tall attic, which is the private property of Zhou Zirong, an old friend in Beijing. This point was not for business, Zhou Zirong said hello in advance, and left the two of them on the top floor. a lamp.

This building is more than ten floors high, probably not much shorter than the Wanghai Building in the East China Sea. Once you stand up, you can see a red line in the sky from a distance—dawn is about to break.

Downstairs, the high and low blue-tiled houses are connected together, and in such a thin light, a shadow appears faintly.

The wind above the tall building was a bit strong, Dong Sheng put on his coat tightly, but he still couldn't stop the chill.The cold wind seemed to have eyes, and the slits as wide as fingertips poured directly into the clothes, making him shiver from the cold.

Zhou Zirong quickly took a cloak from the room and put it on him: "Is it still cold?"

Dong Sheng shook his head, looked at the pitch-black area in the distance: "Where's Jiang?"

"I'll come out after a while." Zhou Zirong moved a small wooden box over and put it on the low table beside the railing, and moved the stove by the low table closer to Dong Sheng. A small flame flicked into the stove, igniting the cold black charcoal again.

When the fire was hot, he took out a small piece with the iron tongs hanging on the edge of the stove, took out a hand warmer from his pocket, put the red-hot charcoal in it, locked the stove cover, and handed it to Dong Sheng. In the palm of his hand, he smiled and said, "I will never lie to you."

Dong Sheng glared at him angrily, but the hand warmer in his hand gradually warmed up, and his temper softened due to the heat. He squinted at Zhou Zirong, and asked indifferently: "Don't you use it?"

Zhou Zirong shook his head: "I'm not cold."

"Let me ask you a question," Zhou Zirong said again.

"What?" Dong Sheng didn't bother to look at him, and looked at the sky without turning his head. There was some light under the dark night, and the distant towns, mountains and fields were outlined in a golden outline.

"I heard that His Majesty has chosen a marriage for you. When will the ceremony be done?"

Dong Sheng was stunned for a moment, confused, and didn't look at Zhou Zirong's expression carefully, and said with a sigh: "It is said that after crowning... hey, the thing that has not been written yet, who do you listen to? "

There was no strong expression on Zhou Zirong's face, and his eyes were also hidden in the darkness, so he continued to say solemnly: "The girl... what do you think?"

"I haven't talked to her yet, so what can I think?" Dong Sheng smiled wryly, "But if you follow me, you will suffer for that girl."

Zhou Zirong knew what he meant, and was speechless for a moment.

A woman who follows Hei Ling will not be able to enjoy the joy of being a mother for the rest of her life, and she is doomed to be a widow at a young age.

Dong Sheng looked at the increasingly clear scene in the distance without saying a word, but Zhou Zirong was silently looking at him with his head tilted.

The thin light reflected the outline of the young man's face. I don't know when, the childishness on that face has faded away, as if there is always something in his heart, which makes Zhou Zirong feel distressed.

He originally thought that as long as he lived one day, he would be happy for one day.

He wished that he would help him get everything Dong Sheng wanted in this world, even if it was the stars in the sky, he would be willing to build a ladder for others to pick them off.

——And with such a heart, how can he be willing to give in to others?

When he knew that the princess had already made up his mind, he felt a chill that penetrated to the marrow of his bones. From that moment on, he knew that he couldn't let it go.

In the darkness, Zhou Zirong's eyes greedily and presumptuously licked the faint outline of Dong Sheng's eyebrows, scorching across every inch of his skin.

He thought of a lot of things, the appearance of this person fighting the enemy for the first time at the age of 12, the appearance of drinking and punching with a bunch of rough guys in the military camp, the appearance of this person supporting the sky in Sri Lanka alone, the appearance of this person whispering He was "Zi Rong", panicked because of his safety, and looked overjoyed when he saw him after being seriously injured, told him about his ambitions, plans for peace and prosperity, and said that he wanted to fight through the waves in this world with him...

Zhou Zirong felt that he really lost this time.

Life after life, too many things have turned upside down in his mind, and finally there is only one clearest thought left in his mind

——How can such a good person be willing to entrust others?

When the sky became brighter, a long silver line with tiny shimmering lights appeared in the extreme distance

Dong Sheng seemed to have noticed it too, and stared at it: "That's it?"

"En." Zhou Zirong nodded, took out two white crystal lenses from the wooden box, and handed one of them to Dong Sheng, "Put it on."

Dong Sheng turned his head to look at him, now that the sky was getting brighter, Zhou Zirong's eyes could no longer hide the scorching heat, and it went straight into Dong Sheng's pupils.

Dong Sheng froze for a moment, took the white crystal lens and put it on in a daze, then turned his head silently.

The scene of Wuyou River appeared in the lens, as if looking down from the sky, it was constantly circling over Wuyou River.

Dong Sheng couldn't react in time, he was both surprised and miraculous, and couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"

"This is the 'Portrait of the Gray Pigeon'," Zhou Zirong explained with a smile, "I haven't seen it for you yet."

Dong Sheng had also heard of Gray Pigeon, but the two had been living in different places and had no chance to see the real Gray Pigeon.

The view of the river is very realistic, as if you are on the scene, you can have a panoramic view of the surging river and the wharf streets on the bank, and there is constant wind blowing past the tall buildings, as if you are really viewing the scenery on the river. Sheng even felt that he could faintly smell the river water.

"Good stuff." Dong Sheng raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and said excitedly, "It's really good stuff."

Zhou Zirong had already quietly taken off his glasses when he wasn't paying attention, staring sideways at his smiling face in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly said with emotion: "A good scene needs a beautiful company, you... ...Is there anyone you want to be by your side?"

Dong Sheng smiled unintentionally: "It's enough to have you!"

Zhou Zirong was startled suddenly.

Dong Sheng only looked at Jiang Jing in the lens, but he didn't know that the man had already circled behind him.

Quietly, she wrapped her hands around her waist, and slowly tightened his two arms together until his back was tightly pressed against Zhou Zirong's chest.

Only then did Dong Sheng feel that something was wrong, and he took his attention back from Jiang Jing, and looked back at him with the other eye without the lens: "You...what's the matter? Why did you hug him all of a sudden?"

Zhou Zirong didn't look at him, but instead buried his head in the socket on the other side of his shoulder. Dong Sheng didn't dare to forcefully turn his head. Now that his hands were restrained, he was afraid that he might accidentally break the lens.

Zhou Zirong's fiery body temperature pressed against him, making him so hot that he couldn't turn his head: "This...what the hell is going on?"

Only then did Zhou Zirong slowly raise his head, squinted his eyes and pressed it against his ear and said in a deep voice, "I would like to accompany you, this life, this life, life after life."

Speaking of this, it is impossible to understand anything.

Dong Sheng felt his whole body was stiff and his head was buzzing. Unknowingly, a little warm wetness came from his ears—it was a very light kiss without any lust.

[The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, I've been busy with the annual exhibition these days, so I only freed up today, so a long post is considered compensation.And to celebrate Rong Sheng's confession at last, and thank His Majesty and the girl from the Li family who didn't show up for their assistance. 】