Drunk King and Minister

Inside the Qingluo Tent, two bodies were fiercely intertwined.

In the end, after shaking violently dozens of times, Chen Qian hugged the person under her and poured out with a low growl.

"Aman..."

The person under him froze for a moment, not daring to move.

As if sensing the abnormality of the person below her, Chen Qian turned over Han Zigao's body in doubt: "What's wrong with you?"

"...I..." Han Zigao looked at Chen Qian's slashed face with a stick in his throat.

Just now, he clearly heard this person call his name.

Ah man.

Hasn't he forgotten everything?

Why do you remember?

Could it be that his memory is slowly recovering?

As soon as this idea came out, Han Zigao felt that half of his body had fallen into the ice.

Frowning, Chen Qian raised her hand to touch Han Zigao's slightly frowning eyebrows: "You, unhappy."

affirmative tone.

Chen Qian looked at Han Zigao anxiously, as if she didn't know what to do.

"You are unhappy, you are unhappy..." Chen Qian murmured and repeated.The frequency of breathing gradually changed, and he shook his head, showing a trace of pain on his face.

Han Zigao looked at him blankly.

He can be so sensitively aware of the changes in his emotions, and he can repeat this sentence over and over again, but he never knows to ask himself why?

These three years.He never asked himself why he was happy and why he was not happy.But he will be more excited than himself when he is happy.It’s okay to be restless when you’re sad, to be sadder than yourself.

But today, Han Zigao didn't want to appease Chen Qian's anxiety. For the first time, he had the urge to escape...

If Chen Qian's memory is recovering, if one day, he remembers who he used to be and what happened in the past, will he still stay with him, nestle in a corner, and be satisfied with being a farmer?

Han Zigao didn't dare to think about it.

Because Han Zigao didn't comfort herself like before, Chen Qian became more and more restless.

He frowned, jumped down naked, and took out all Han Zigao's favorite things from the cabinet.

"Eat..." He held these and placed them in front of Han Zigao, his eyes sparkling, like an animal pleasing its master.

Han Zigao had a sore nose.

I am too selfish.

Even if he regained his memory and wanted to get those things back, he should stand by his side and firmly support him.

These three years made Han Zigao understand one thing, Chen Qian really loves herself.Even if he is stupid and forgets everything, he will recognize himself the first time he sees him.Even if he is indifferent or even impatient with everyone else, he is also very fond of himself alone.

In the past three years, Han Zigao has seen all those things that he didn't dare to hope for, doubted, and hesitated.

It's just that Chen Qian and Han Zigao were no match for the throne after all.

But if it is true that Han Zigao is more important than the throne, then he is no longer Chen Qian.

How could he, Han Zigao, be able to get his sincerity, so how could he dare to hope that in his heart, he would be better than the throne?

These three years have been stolen, so even if he recovers his memory, he should help him seize the world again no matter what.

However, even though Han Zigao knew this truth clearly, he still couldn't stop his heartache.

He knew very well that the day when Chen Qian completely recovered her memory was the day when he had sex.

It's been three years, and maybe, just maybe, should be enough.

Han Zigao slowly closed his eyes, suppressing all his emotions in his heart.

At this time, Chen Qian was already like an ant on a hot pot, trying to make Han Zigao happy by playing tricks.

Han Zigao looked at his face and squeezed his palm vigorously.

Laughed.

"Zihua just called my name."

When Chen Qian saw Han Zigao laughing, she also laughed happily, but when she heard Han Zigao's words, she was taken aback for a moment.

He blinked and turned his head slightly, thinking about something.

"Aman?" This sentence is a question.

Han Zigao nodded helplessly, why did Chen Qian forget it when she called out just now...

"Aman! Aman! Aman!! Nice! Aman!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Qian suddenly yelled the name at Han Zigao as if she had been spat out, and laughed happily while yelling.

Han Zigao was embarrassed, and quickly reached out his hand to block his loud voice.

His palm itched, but Chen Qian tricked him into licking it.

Han Zigao hurriedly moved his hand away and gave him a glare, but Chen Qian smiled even more happily.

That kind of smile made Han Zi dazzled.

What do you want?What is the wish?

It's just the peace and joy of the people in front of me, and a lifetime of worry-free life.

Therefore, Han Zigao knew that he had made up his mind, no matter what happened in the future, Han Zigao would always follow Chen Qian.

If one day, they can't be lovers again, it doesn't matter, he can, and will, always be his courtier.

"Why do you keep shouting?" Han Zigao raised his hand to caress Chen Qian's eyebrows, and opened his lips to ask.

"...um...um..." Chen Qian scratched her head, "Because...because I'm happy!"

"Do you call this name because you are happy, or do you feel happy when you call this name?" Han Zigao continued to ask.

"Happy to call this name!" Chen Qian said without thinking this time.

Han Zigao gradually felt warm in his heart.

"If you shout happy, then you can shout like this from now on." Han Zigao said softly.

"En! Good!" Chen Qian nodded.

Han Zigao raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Just let this stolen time last as long as it lasts...

Seeing that Han Zigao finally smiled, Chen Qian moved slightly, hugged Han Zigao into her arms, and arched his neck uneasily.

"It's itchy, don't make trouble." Han Zigao gently pushed his head away.

Chen Qian gave a smirk, and made fun of Han Zigao.

The laughter in the room, the pretended complaints and scolding, gradually turned into heavy panting, fine crackling...

From then on, Chen Qian called Han Zigao Aman, and she kept calling her for a lifetime.

And in his life, he only remembered this name.

Perhaps it is more accurate to say that it is not a memory, it is just because the engraving is too deep, so I will instinctively shout out when I can't help myself.

But no matter what it is, the happy time that Han Zigao thought was stolen, once, is a lifetime.

In the past, it was always an extravagant hope that there would be a couple for a lifetime, but it was just like this, and it came true in the passage of time.

When both of them were too old to walk, one day, Han Zigao suddenly remembered what the scarlet monk said when he was young.

He said: Barbarians, barbarians...disaster for the country...

Maybe, in his life, Han Manzi, he really ruined the life of the whole Nan Chen because of his misfortune to the old boy beside him.

But so what?

He Han Manzi has never regretted it in his life.