Reverse Junhou

The slender fingers moved slightly in mid-air, and slowly let go.The curtain fell silently, blocking the panicked sight of the two teenagers in the tent.

A gust of cool wind blew through the big tent, Wen Xuechao wrapped her long gown tightly around her body, and looked back at the man on the horseback.

Bingtao didn't know why the master stopped, and stomped uncomfortably on the spot.Zhao Fengci sat firmly on the horseback, and the thin figure standing under the moon was reflected in his pupils.

It was as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Wen Xuechao felt sore and unbearable, but before he could react, tears were already silently streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Wen Xuechao slowly raised her hand, her fingertips caressed the tear stains on her cheeks, her face showed a dazed expression.

From the moment he saw Zhao Fengci, he didn't understand why he just shed tears like this.

Although the memory of Dongjing and Guangyang has become increasingly blurred, Zhao Fengci's shadow is engraved everywhere in his impression of the past.

He doesn't remember much about the little things of the old days.But I remember that the two of them fought against each other in the court, and looked at each other and smiled after the court.I remember seeing Zhao Fengci's sad eyes when I was in prison, and I remember the determination in my heart when I put the sword on Zhao Fengci's neck.

The moment he opened the curtain and saw Zhao Fengci, Wen Xuechao felt an absurd thought flash in his mind.

He seemed to have been waiting for this moment, for a long, long time.

Zhao Fengci is his king, and he is Zhao Fengci's minister.They have known each other for more than ten years, and one day they will meet again in this world.

When Zhao Fengci got off his horse and walked towards him, Wen Xuechao still couldn't figure out why he couldn't stop crying.Seeing Zhao Fengci's figure getting closer, he took a step back, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Zhao Fengci didn't speak, but stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from the face of the person in front of him like in the past.As soon as his fingertips touched the corners of Wen Xuechao's eyes, he felt the momentary stiffness of the person in front of him.

Wen Xuechao suddenly turned his face away, avoiding Zhao Fengci's hand.Zhao Fengci's hand could not be withdrawn in the future, curled up his fingers, and paused in the air unnaturally.

Wen Xuechao said, "I dare not."

Seeing that Zhao Fengci stopped where he was, he seemed to be worried that this person hadn't heard clearly, so he repeated it again: "I once committed a rebellion in Guangyang, which angered the government and the people. I still have the crime in my body, so I dare not offend again." His Majesty."

Zhao Fengci was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed angrily at Wen Xuechao's words.

What kind of rebellion, what provokes people's anger... I really dare to open my mouth.What the hell is this guy doing?

Zhao Fengci suddenly felt inexplicably irritable.For so many years, Wen Xuechao has always been outspoken to him, never saying anything.Just now he spoke nonsense with insinuations like this, as if deliberately distanced himself from himself.

But this deliberate alienation is very stiff and unnatural.Others might not be able to spot the strangeness, but Zhao Fengci was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Wen Xuechao, sometimes duplicity, sometimes stubborn, but those eyes can never deceive anyone.On the curtained couch in the palace, he bullied Wen Xuechao with all his strength, wanting to see how this person would let go of his usual disguise and sink into his own hands.At that time, Wen Xuechao always gritted her teeth and pushed him away vigorously, yelling to tell him to "get out", but her eyes were full of misty mist, and they were full of shadows of him alone.

I haven't seen her for two years, but Wen Xuechao began to deliberately avoid eye contact with her, and her eyes were no longer as clear as before.

He grabbed Wen Xuechao's hand: "Wen Xuechao, what are you afraid of?"

Wen Xuechao trembled her lips and said nothing for a while, but she still didn't look up into Zhao Fengci's eyes.His hand was tightly held by Zhao Fengci in the thick palm, and his wrist was aching from the jade bracelet.

Zhao Fengci raised Wen Xuechao's hand: "Wen Xuechao, do you know what I meant when I gave you this jade bracelet two years ago?"

"Jade Bracelet—" Wen Xuechao repeated it in a low voice, before opening her mouth astringently, "General Zhai also asked me why His Majesty gave me this jade bracelet."

"Aren't you clear in your heart?" Zhao Fengci's tone was slightly cold.

Wen Xuechao frowned and said nothing, as if racking her brains for a long time, when she raised her head, she was still confused.

"Your Majesty and I—is there a reason?" He considered for a while, and finally asked tentatively.

Zhao Fengci was stunned.

*****

Battalion Commander Yu heard that the Zhenbei Army had come to inspect again, so he hurriedly dressed and went out of his tent to meet him.He saw the tall figure standing in front of Wang Wuzhang from a distance, and felt that this young general was a little strange, as if he had never seen him before.

In the past few days, there have been several groups of people from the Beibei Army from the camps in the western suburbs, all of whom came to inquire about Wang Wu's recent situation.After this incident, he realized that Wang Wu's previous status in Beijing was very unusual, and he might have some connection with Zhenbei Mansion.

He didn't let Wang Wu go to work for the past few days, and put him in the tent for offerings.

Battalion Commander Yu had just walked halfway when he saw a dumbfounded figure emerging from the curtain.He couldn't help taking a breath, and hurried away.

Didn't Yu Ming tell him not to go to Prince Wang's tent to bother him at will, and why did he run away in the middle of the night?

With a smile on his face, the battalion commander walked up to Wang Wu's tent in two or three steps, and said to the visitor, "The general is here to find Wang...Wang Wuzi?"

Zhao Fengci frowned slightly, and immediately realized who Wang Wu was.He pointed to Wen Xuechao's tent, and said to the battalion commander: "The commander-in-chief has something important to do with the prince, so I'll take him here."

Wang...five.All of a sudden, Zhao Fengci felt as if his heart was being gently scratched by a feather.

He glanced sideways at the half-covered curtain.I don't know if Wen Xuechao took this pseudonym at the beginning, whether it was the meaning in his heart.

The battalion commander nodded quickly, but his face showed some embarrassment: "This general, it's not that he doesn't want to let people go. It's just that the captain of the military department and the lord Xiaoqi of the Zhenbei mansion have come here to warn them. They promised not to let the prince leave the camp at will."

Zhao Fengci stretched his hand into his bosom, wanting to turn over a few tokens of the commander-in-chief's mansion that he had prepared on his body, but he heard a rush of horseshoes behind him.He paused, stopped his movements, but did not turn around.

Yu Ming helped his master put away a small burden, and reluctantly handed it to his master.

The master has been in Daying in the western suburbs for nearly two years, and apart from the jade bracelet and a few changes of clothes, he has nothing else on his body.

The master took the patched bag, raised his hand and touched Yu Ming's head: "Remember to practice calligraphy every day, don't slack off."

With tears in his eyes, Yu Ming nodded quickly.

As soon as he followed his master out of the small tent, his eyes widened in fright at the sight in front of him.When the master saw the scene outside the tent, he didn't seem to react for a while.

Yu Ming's gaze passed through the ashen-faced father and the indistinguishable military master in front of the tent, and landed in front of the camp not far away.

The generals of the Lingfu Military Bureau are standing in front of the gate.The leading lieutenant of the Central Nursing School took the lead in kneeling on the ground on one knee.The military masters behind him also took off their pointed helmets one after another, and Qi Qi knelt down with the captain.

"The Lingfu garrison didn't know that Shengjia was here, so it was too late to pick him up." The lieutenant of Zhongnu said loudly, "I hope the emperor will forgive me!"

Zhao Fengci didn't turn his head to look at the densely packed Zhenbei army behind him, he stared at the long curtain that was raised, and met Wen Xuechao's gaze head-on.

"For two full years, is staying in the northern border enough?"

He took the worn-out baggage from Wen Xuechao's hand: "If you've had enough, follow me home."

Zhao Fengci did not agree to the request of the Lingfu garrison to escort him back to Yunzhou, but asked the Zhongnu Xiaowei to stay where he was and strengthen the defenses around the Pingcheng Pass to prevent the Hu people from taking advantage of it again.

Habayashi Wei who was hiding in the forest first took Wen Lan away. He rode a military horse brought by the Zhenbei Army, and walked up the official road side by side with the men on the white horse.

Before leaving Lingfu City, Zhao Fengci handed Bingtao's reins to Wen Xuechao's hand: "This is your old horse, do you want to try riding it?"

He thought that Wen Xuechao had also forgotten about the ice cream, but he didn't expect Wen Xuechao's eyes to flash a hint of surprise, and instead asked him, "Is it okay?"

With Zhao Fengci's consent, Wen Xuechao carefully stroked Bingtao's mane, and got on the horse.

The stars hang down the plain, the wind blows the forest branches, and the cold moonlight shines through the treetops, reflecting the mottled silhouettes of two people among the branches.

Wen Xuechao repeatedly wanted to speak to Zhao Fengci, but looking at the sinking emperor beside him, he didn't know what to say.

Although it seemed calm on the surface, Wen Xuechao knew very well in his heart that this person was angry.

The memory loss of his time with Zhao Fengci in the past was severe, and every time he tried to think about it deliberately, he would suffer from headaches.

Along the way, he gradually realized that if Zhao Fengci was sad, he would be sad too.

"Your Majesty." Wen Xuechao called to him.

Zhao Fengci came back to his senses, looked sideways at him: "Huh?"

"I—" Wen Xuechao pondered for a while, wondering if he should continue.

Zhao Fengci kept looking at him, his eyes reflected the shadow of Wen Xuechao riding on a white horse.

Wen Xuechao took a deep breath: "I may have been injured in Lingfu in the past few years, and I don't remember many things in the past. I know that I have been to many places with your majesty, but I can't remember your majesty." What have you said to me, and what have you done? If you have offended His Majesty in the past in Beijing, please forgive him."

He saw Zhao Fengci's eyes dimmed, and after a while he said, "No need."

"Your Majesty, I have an unfeeling request." Wen Xuechao said, "After your Majesty returns to Guangyang, can you send someone to find someone for me?"

Zhao Fengci tightened the rein in his hand, and his voice trembled imperceptibly: "Who?"

"I don't remember." He said seriously, "I only remember that I promised him many things, but now I forget his name and age."

He has forgotten many things, but this is the last obsession in his heart.

He has never mentioned it to others, and he will never forget it or let it go.

"How much do you remember about the past in Guangyang?" Zhao Fengci asked.

Wen Xuechao closed her eyes and thought for a moment, as if trying hard to recall, she still shook her head when she opened her eyes.

As long as he recalled the old days in Guangyangdu, Zhao Fengci's figure would always appear in his heart.Once Zhao Fengci breaks into the memory, his thoughts will start to become broken.

If he didn't deliberately think about Zhao Fengci, he would be able to recall some old things in court.

Seeing that Xue Chao was frowning, Zhao Fengci lowered his head and said nothing, but he really didn't ask any more questions.

He could see that once Wen Xuechao was forced to think about the past, Wen Xuechao would have a lot of headaches.

Poisoned?Drugs?Or blunt trauma to the head?

Two years is too long, what separates him from Wen Xuechao is not only the thousands of miles of the northern border and the imperial capital, but hundreds of sleepless days and nights.

Fortunately, he finally found him.

Two years ago, the person he loved left with a lot of infamy.

This time, regardless of life or death, he would never let go of Wen Xuechao's hand.

Wen Xuechao didn't know when Zhao Fengci stopped his horse.By the time he realized it, Zhao Fengci had abandoned the military horse that Lingfu Military Station had found temporarily, turned over and jumped onto the swiftly walking white horse.

He took the rein on Bing Tao's back, wrapped his arms around Wen Xuechao's body, and hugged the thin figure tightly into his arms.

Zhao Fengci rested his chin on the shoulder of the man in his arms, leaned over and kissed his earlobe.

"The person you miss," Zhao Feng said, "he also misses you very much."

The author has something to say: Another chapter of passion while catching the high-speed rail~

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