bluestone

"Boom~" A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder resounded through the sky.

The light of lightning illuminated Han Tuo's face in front of him.

Han Tuo woke up suddenly, pushed You Lan's delicate body away, but did not speak, but frowned, and began to recall...

Lakeside, moonlight, silhouettes, things, tokens of love... wait, things, tokens of love?

bluestone.

What was given to him at that time was bluestone!

The reason why he looked for his shadow in You Lan was because he regarded him as a girl at that time, so he gave him the bluestone that he carried with him...

It turned out to be like this, and finally remembered that he had fallen in love with him back then.

If not, why would he never forget him, there was only a vague figure left, but when Linxi Town saw him for the first time, he fell in love with him at first sight, and after that, he became familiar with him inadvertently several times... …Finally, it’s all connected!

"Hahaha~haha~" After thinking through all this, Han Tuo burst out laughing.

"Brother Han?" You Lan didn't know why.

"You Lan, I love him, so I can't take you as his substitute. He is in my heart and cannot be replaced by anyone." Han Tuo declared with a firm expression.

"But, you..." You Lan frowned.

"Don't worry, now that you've figured it out, tell him that there's nothing to hesitate. I'm mentally prepared for all the consequences," Han Tuo knew that he was bound to experience a period of love, but he was never an indecisive person. Some give up, and then be a courtier who is dedicated and loyal to the emperor and protects him for the rest of his life.

He has already made plans for the future.

He got up and walked to the door, opened the door, "Thank you, Youlan." Then he left.

You Lan sat slumped on the ground, looked sadly at the closed door, and murmured: "I can give up completely this time, but I don't know if it's right or wrong for him to recognize his feelings."

On the top floor of the adjacent Jincao Pavilion, a room opened its windows regardless of the rain.

A handsome, lazy and casual man leaned against the window and watched Han Tuo leave Fangcao Pavilion.

"Do you know? From the first time I saw You Lan, I felt that she was somewhat similar to a person. Others don't know, but everyone in the palace knows more or less. The prince is in the prince's palace. Usually after nightfall, he likes you." Her hair is loose, and she wears white clothes on weekdays." He lightly parted his vermilion lips, with deep meaning in his words.

Suddenly, an arm came out from behind him, wrapped around his waist, and covered his eyes with the other hand from behind. A tall man who couldn't see his face clearly held him in this possessive way. Trapped in front of him, a dark and deep voice came out, "Don't look at him."

He hooked his lips and said with a smile, "Are you jealous?" His body leaned into the broad embrace of the person behind him like a weak and boneless body.

"..." The man didn't answer, and asked another question, "Do you want that seat? I can kill him for you." In his mouth, killing someone is as normal and casual as eating a meal.

"What are you thinking about? Don't think of our Ji family as the other royal families. You know, the ancestors of the Ji family didn't want to be emperor back then. It's just that the good brother who fought the world suddenly died of illness, and the dragons had no leader. Then Our ancestors, who were talented and won the hearts of the people, were promoted to the throne. God knows that our ancestors originally planned to calm down the world and live freely in the mountains and rivers. The reason is that most of the Ji family are not very keen on the throne and imperial power, and there are very few disputes for the throne, which can be called a strange thing among the royal family!"

"Heh~" The people behind him laughed lightly after hearing what he said.

"Fortunately, the third brother was born to be an emperor. He became famous all over the world shortly after he was born and was designated as the prince. Otherwise, I don't know how to avoid the bad luck of being appointed as the prince! You know, the third brother was not born before , I have always been trained as a prince; now there is someone more suitable than me, why should I join in the fun!" After he finished speaking, he changed the topic, "By the way, I was almost abducted by you, the question just now You haven't answered yet, are you jealous after all..."

The ending sound disappeared between the glued lips, the man's eyes darkened, his figure flashed, and he left the window in a blink of an eye...

The windows were wide open, raindrops drifted in and slapped on the window frames, and the strong wind blew the veil around the windows.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, an ambiguous murmur came from the room: "Well... slow... slow down..."

"...um...Xiao'an...slow down..."

"...Moonflow..."

Han Tuo left the Fangcao Pavilion, performed lightness kung fu all the way, did not avoid the wind and rain, avoided the patrolling guards, and went straight into the prince's bedroom.

Zi Guizheng was about to remind Qingming time again, when he suddenly noticed something, when he looked up, he saw a figure flying into the prince's bedroom.

That person is... Han Tuo?

Confused, Zigui suddenly approached the sleeping hall under the cover of the sound of rain.

At this time, Qingming hadn't gone to bed yet, and was still sitting at the table with his clothes on, reading the memorial.

After writing the red batch, he stopped writing, put away the memorial, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

He has always disliked having people around him, so all the palace servants in the Prince's Palace have been sent away.

Inadvertently raised his head, and saw the bluestone under the lamp, Qingming stretched out his hand to pick it up, and played with it in his hand thoughtfully, his long and white fingers, the small green pebble, under the light of the candle, It looked unusually warm.

He rested his other hand on the table, resting his palm on his white chin, his eyes seemed to linger on the bluestone, and he seemed to be looking at other places. Suddenly, he thought of something, and he smiled softly...

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Han Tuo who flew into the hall, almost at the moment when he saw everything in the room clearly, his eyes showed a hotness that had never been shown before.

"Boom~" A bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating the dark place in the hall, and awakening Qingming's mind wandering.

"Who?" He subconsciously hid the bluestone in his palm, looked at the figure who suddenly appeared in the room, and shouted sharply.

Han Tuo stepped out of the shadows.

"Han Tuo?" It was completely beyond his expectation, "Why are you here? It's still raining heavily outside." Seeing that he was soaked, Qingming quickly got up, picked up the silk cloth hanging on a shelf, and walked to the In front of him, help him wipe the water.

Han Tuo stood still and let him move, "What were you looking at just now?"

Qingming hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Look at the memorial."

Han Tuo carefully observed the expression on his face, and of course noticed his hesitation at that moment, and quickly raised his hand to grab his wrist.

"What are you going to do?" Qing Ming had to stop, looked at his imprisoned wrist, and asked calmly.

Han Tuo didn't answer, and took out the bluestone from his sleeve pocket. It was the one that Qingming was playing with just now, and he didn't know where to put it, so he stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the bluestone I gave you as a token of love back then." Han Tuo looked at him meaningfully.

"So what? You didn't care if I wanted it or not, so you stuffed it into my hand, and you didn't ask me for it later. I thought you didn't want it anymore." Qing Ming had a calm face, and he didn't see anyone who was caught. Awkward.

Han Tuo's other hand played with the bluestone just like he did just now, and he seemed to feel the warmth of his body in his cool hand.

"You sneaked into the Prince's Palace in the rain tonight just to ask about this bluestone?"

Han Tuo smiled heartily, and seemed to have returned to the handsome, young and promising Major General Han in the past, "Of course not, I just found something and came to tell you, I was already mentally prepared to be rejected by you, but Seeing the scene just now, I feel that there is still some hope."

These specious words made Qingming confused, but on the surface he remained the same, smiling calmly, "Oh? What are you going to tell me?" From just now, he has noticed that something is wrong with Han Tuo, such as that His black eyes are hotter and brighter than before, as well as his meaningful smile and words.

He didn't act rashly, on the contrary, the more abnormal he was, the more he had to stop calmly, which was his habit of dealing with things.

"Originally, I planned to say it, but now," his fiery eyes rested on the green, pink, soft and thin lips, "I think it will be more straightforward to use it."

After saying that, before Qingming had time to think about the meaning of his words, he felt a huge force in the grasped wrist, and then he lost his balance, and rushed towards the person in front of him, the face in front of him quickly enlarged , the last four lips are ambiguously attached together...

This is the second time Han Tuo kissed a person. It was the same person as the first kiss, but he was unconscious at the time, but now he is fully awake.

Under the influence of the medicine, the first kiss was swift and passionate; the current kiss, without the control of the medicine, is still passionate but also green.

Han Tuo pressed against Qingming's lips, turning around vigorously, serious but jerky, but relying on instinct and what he saw in Fangcao Pavilion by chance, he quickly found a way to lick his thin lips with his tongue, lightly Sucking｜allowing｜teasing, as if tasting some delicious food.

In this moment, Qingming finally realized what happened.

The silk cloth fell to the ground silently, and Qingming began to try to break free from his confinement, "Han...uh..." Just as he broke free a little gap, it was immediately filled back.

Han Tuo also took this opportunity to penetrate into his sweet mouth, like a waking beast, entangled his tongue, kept stirring and dancing, pouring out his feelings without hesitation, fiery and lingering...

Qing Ming was able to struggle at the beginning, but because he lost the opportunity, he lost control of the situation, coupled with the intimate entanglement that was like plundering later, he gradually forgot to struggle because he was out of breath.

After all, it was still different from last time.

The person who was sober last time fell into enthusiasm and lost consciousness this time; the person who was confused last time had a clear goal and went straight to Huanglong this time.

Besides, it's not that the person being kissed has no feelings for him at all. Even if it's locked in the bottom of my heart, and I don't think about it, don't look at it, and I don't want to admit it, it still exists and is indelible. Just waiting for a chance, it will burst into flames. Out... Emotions are like this, the more suppressed, the more violent it explodes.