Abandoned prince's favorite

The night is getting darker.

"His Royal Highness, keep going, we will be there soon."

He Yuanqing supported the Ninth Prince and ran forward quickly, looking behind him from time to time, except for the large group of dark night like ink behind him, the pursuers seemed to have not come after him.

The Ninth Prince slumped on the ground, panting heavily, and he waved his hands.

"Small, little Yuanzi, I can't run anymore, you can go to Wei Zhong for help, as long as you find him, your father will be saved."

It wasn't long before He Yuanqing was assigned to the Ninth Prince's side, but he still liked this somewhat foolish master. He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "But the slave is not at ease if His Royal Highness is left here. You might as well persist ..."

The Ninth Prince's throat was filled with smoke, and he felt that he was about to die.

"Xiao Yuanzi, I'm fine. I'm hiding in the bushes and I'm not going anywhere. You'll pick me up after you find a rescuer, okay?"

He Yuanqing was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the Ninth Prince got into the bushes, poked out half of his head, and then shrank back.

"Look, I can play hide-and-seek. When I played hide-and-seek with my brothers, they couldn't find me."

He Yuanqing gritted his teeth and agreed.

He handed the water bag and a few pieces of crushed shortbread to the Ninth Prince, and kept the soldier talisman and imperial decree close to his body.

"Your Highness, if I haven't come to pick you up at noon tomorrow, you can go back by yourself, understand?"

The Ninth Prince nodded.

He Yuanqing rushed all the way out of the city.

"who?"

As soon as He Yuanqing arrived outside the guard station, he was stopped by guarding soldiers.

He put one hand on his knee, panted for a while before saying: "I have something urgent to see General Wei Zhongwei."

One of the guards looked him up and down.

He Yuanqing was originally the young master of a merchant family, with a clean and handsome appearance, and after being purified, he became a little softer and more beautiful.

"Another ignorant person."

He drew out the saber at his waist, "Either get out, or don't blame the sword in my hand for not having eyes."

Without knowing it, He Yuanqing went in, took out a military talisman, and shouted: "I came here by order, if you dare to stop it again, it will be a felony of resisting the order."

The two guards smiled at each other.

"Where did you come from such a short-sighted thing? Don't think that you can fool our general with a little bit of beauty. Now you dare to pass on the imperial decree and make a military talisman privately."

The two directly tied He Yuanqing and threw him into a tent.

"Wait for me to report to the general in a while, and see how he deals with you."

He Yuanqing was so anxious that he didn't care much. He rubbed his body against the ground and sat up. He found a sharp place and slowly rubbed the rope. When the rope broke, the skin on his wrist also peeled off.

He didn't care about treating the wound, carefully observed the surrounding situation, spotted the largest tent in the middle of the station, and touched it.

Wei Zhongcai will end the evening training.

His men brought hot water, and he took off his armor and was taking a bath.

When He Yuanqing opened the curtain and broke in, he had just finished taking a shower and was wiping his body. When their eyes met, both of them froze.

He Yuanqing's face was on fire.

The man's figure is very muscular, and his body is covered with large and small scars. His eyes quickly swept from top to bottom, and then shyly looked away.

Wei Zhong saw that the visitor was slender, with a white face and no beard, and he seemed to have no strength to restrain a chicken, but he calmed down. He pulled off his clothes and put them on, "Who are you, why did you rush into Wei'an at night?" Military garrison?"

He Yuanqing was so nervous that he was almost speechless.

He bit the tip of his tongue, collected himself, took out the soldier talisman and imperial decree, and handed them over.

"The slave is a person from the palace, named He Yuanqing, who came here to ask General Wei to rescue him. Right now the palace is under the control of Concubine Duan, please General Wei to bring someone to rescue him quickly."

Bingfu Weizhong recognized it, and the seal on the imperial decree was not fake.

His face sank, and he shouted to the outside.

"The whole army gathers!"

Wei Zhong got on his horse and asked someone to lead another horse to He Yuanqing.

He Yuanqing twitched and said: "I don't know how to ride a horse, can I ask General Wei to take me for a ride, my Highness, that is, His Highness Ninth Prince is still waiting for me."

Wei Zhong looked at him condescendingly, and stretched out his hand after a while.

There were hard calluses in the man's palm, and with a little effort, he pulled He Yuanqing onto the horse's back.

gallop all the way.

A strong wind was blowing in his face. He Yuanqing was sitting on the horseback, occasionally bumping into the arms of the man behind him when bumping, his heart jumped up in a hurry for no reason, and there was the whistling wind in his ears.

"You are quite courageous."

The man's voice blew into his ears with the wind.

He Yuanqing pursed his lips, "Although this servant entered the palace as an eunuch, at least he had studied for a few years before entering the palace, knew a few words, and also knew the four words of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, besides, this is about my highness , and my friend's future, no matter how scared I am, I have to come."

The wind-blown hair occasionally brushed Wei Zhong's cheeks, with a slight tingling feeling, and the scent of saponin still seemed to remain at the tips of the hair.

On the way, they picked up His Highness Ninth Prince and went back to Beijing together.

As soon as he entered the city, he met Xie Chengan who had returned from the bombing.

......

He Yuanqing felt that he was sick, and he was seriously ill.

He actually dreamed of Wei Zhong last night.

In the dream, he also looked like he was just about to come out of the bath. There were still drops of water hanging on his plump and strong muscles. He stared at him like a knife, and finally said coldly, "I don't like men."

man?

Is he a man?

About half a man.

He smiled wryly, and was about to stand up, when the Ninth Prince approached him, stared at him with big black and white eyes, and put the back of his hand on his forehead suspiciously. After testing the temperature, he said to himself: "Xiao Yuanzi, you are sick."

"what?"

He Yuanqing looked at him in surprise, when did his master learn to diagnose pulse, why didn't he know?

The Ninth Prince put his hands behind his back, imitating the way those imperial doctors frowned, and said word by word.

"You're suffering from lovesickness."

He Yuanqing's face turned red instantly, as if on fire.

"Where did Your Highness hear these stupid words, I will tell you the emperor's brother and sister-in-law if you are careful..."

The Ninth Prince saw that he became angry from embarrassment, and he couldn't stop giggling.

"Little Yuanzi, don't be shy. It's not something to be ashamed of liking someone. Everyone in the palace knows that I like Brother Cheng Peng."

The Ninth Prince has a pure mind, so he naturally wouldn't say that he was daydreaming like others, trying to hook up with the dignified General Wei as a humble eunuch.

He sighed, "Anyway, Guard Cheng treats Your Highness sincerely, but I don't even know what he means?"

He Yuanqing was extremely bored.

In the past, when he saw Yu Fengbao and Xie Chengan, he would always laugh at Yu Fengbao, but now that it was his turn, he realized that the feeling was such a torment.

The Ninth Prince sat down next to him.

"General Wei has done a great job in rescuing you, please send some pastries in my name, and express your gratitude."

He Yuanqing's eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief. When did his master's head become so bright? Could it be the effect of love?This is too amazing.

He Yuanqing personally went to pick out some pastries, and hid the ones he made himself.

His craftsmanship is not good, and the cakes he made are not good in appearance, and it becomes more and more ugly when mixed with the cakes in the imperial dining room. He Yuanqing thought about it, but finally he was not willing to take it out. After all, it was his heart, sincerely. .

It was the first time in his life that he made pastries for a man.

Wei Zhongcai was about to go to court, and unexpectedly saw He Yuanqing as soon as he returned to the mansion.

Today he was wearing eunuch uniform, showing off his slender waist, standing in the wind, a light shone from behind him, making his skin white as snow, his eyebrows and eyes picturesque.

"It is you!"

He Yuanqing was so nervous that he couldn't even speak fluently.

"My Highness asked me to send some pastries, as a thank you for the general's life-saving grace. They are not expensive things, and please don't refuse the general."

Wei Zhong sat down bravely, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"The kindness of life-saving is only worth these pastries?"

He Yuanqing was dumbfounded.

Although Wei Zhong was 27 or [-] years old, he was devoted to leading the army and fighting. He had never had any affection for others, and naturally he didn't know how to take care of other people's thoughts. He randomly picked a seemingly inconspicuous pastry and threw it into his mouth.

The pastry is not so sweet and greasy, but it has a little burnt taste.

He ate another piece, the hall was silent for a moment, he waved his hand and said: "Go back if you have nothing to do, I will go to thank you in person some other day."

He Yuanqing hesitated for a moment, but his head was empty, and he wanted to find something to talk about, but he couldn't find a word, so he had to leave the Wei Mansion in regret.

As the saying goes, once you are born, you are cooked twice.

I sent pastries once, and some fan pendant sachets, and I am familiar with them after going back and forth.

The only thing is, Wei Zhong seems to treat him no differently from others.

He Yuanqing was worried about gains and losses, and with Yu Fengbao's encouragement, he went to Wei Zhong to ask for clarification.

That day, he drank some wine with him.

When the evening wind blows in, it carries a faint floral fragrance.

He Yuanqing asked him, "Do you have someone you like?"

Wei Zhong replied.

"Have."

His drunken eyes seemed to melt the person in front of him.

He Yuanqing hung his head, thinking that he already had his own heart and was about to get up to leave, but Wei Zhong pulled him into his arms.

There is a strong aroma of wine in the heavy breath.

"I was originally an orphan. I grew up in a military camp. I only know how to lead soldiers and fight at this age. I have never experienced human love."

He sniffed down his neck.

A faint fragrance lingered in his nose, and he continued to whisper in his ear: "You are the only one who is different. When we first saw you, you looked at me completely, cooked me food, and sewed my clothes. No one has ever done it for me."

He Yuanqing's ears were buzzing.

"But, I, I'm a eunuch."

Wei Zhong clasped his big palm around his waist, pulling him heavily into his arms.

"The Empress Feng married by the Holy Majesty today is a eunuch, besides, Empress Feng is also your friend, don't you know that?"

He Yuanqing's heart beat like a drum.

"If this is the case, others will definitely say that the top beam is not upright and the bottom beam is crooked, and that I have brought you down, a great general. Besides, the general's reputation has already spread throughout the capital. If you marry me, I'm afraid it will hurt the hearts of many boudoir ladies. gone."

What responded to him was a hot and unfamiliar kiss.

"Who does this general like, and what do he do? I just fell in love with you, and I will not marry you in this life. I will go to the emperor to ask for orders tomorrow."

......

The night was quiet.

Xie Chengan was lying on the bed, resting his chin in one hand, and carrying the colorful dancing gown with the other, when the emerald jade on the gown touched each other, there was a crisp sound.

"I would like to admit defeat, Bao'er, do you want to deny it?"

Yu Fengbao stepped forward shyly, reached out and snatched the clothes hanging directly on his fingertips.

"Change it."

Anyway, no one else saw it, so he wouldn't be afraid if it was changed.

After changing it, Yu Fengbao regretted it. The cut of the clothes was too bold, and his waist and legs were all exposed.

Xie Chengan waited for a while, then urged again.

"Bao'er, is it ready? Do you want me to help you wear it?"

Yu Fengbao gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and walked out.

Xie Chengan sat up from the bed in an instant, under the light, Yu Fengbao stood there in a colorful suit, like a person walking down from a painting, his snow-like skin looked more and more delicate against the golden background.

He subconsciously swallowed and spit, his mouth was dry for a while.

"Bao'er, you can dance now."

Yu Fengbao stared at him, "Xie Cheng'an, I advise you not to push yourself too far."

Xie Chengan smiled and pulled him into his arms, with a scorching light in his eyes.

By the time Yu Fengbao noticed something was wrong, it was already too late.

Xie Chengan had already sealed his lips and clasped his waist, he was lying in his arms, there was nowhere to escape.

Hibiscus warms the tent, and the room is full of spring.

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