Peerless Junior Uncle

, The cold air spread on his body: "Master Rouran, I was dealing with the barbarian Rouran at that time, and he passed by in a carriage."

"Tatbazhen?" He Tingge suddenly felt familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered the last words of that princess Rouran, nodded in thought, and said, "What happened to him?"

Haitang gave the hand holding the wine jar a hard bite, and blushed: "That's a pervert."

He Tingge took a sip from the wine jar in his hand, and asked if it was okay, so he sat with him to calm down.

Until Xu Ziyang came over and saw the two people at the door, he wondered, "What are you two doing?"

He Tingge got up and patted his buttocks, put down the wine jar and said, "Go to bed early." Then he asked Xu Ziyang, "Come to see my uncle?"

Xu Ziyang nodded: "Are you asleep?"

He Tingge looked around the room and said, "Well, I should be asleep."

"Ziyang..." Just as he was about to say something, he heard Haitang yell aggrievedly. Xu Ziyang looked over and saw Haitang looking at him with aggrieved face.

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Ziyang asked He Tingge softly.

He Tingge shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he was not clear, so Xu Ziyang had no choice but to lean over, squatting in front of Haitang, poking his arm carefully: "What's wrong?"

Haitang patted the seat next to him, Xu Ziyang sat down, and Haitang hugged an arm and rubbed: "I was bullied..."

"..."

He Tingge shook his head and walked into the room, then turned to Xu Ziyang and said, "I'll leave this one to you tonight."

Before Xu Ziyang could react, he went into the room and closed the door.

Looking at the bulging quilt on the bed, He Tingge sat on the edge of the brazier and poured a cup of hot tea, then added some charcoal to the brazier. Thinking of how Fu Qingcheng stood on the tower at that time, his heart ached. His strange gaze made him afraid. Fu Qingcheng was the first person he believed in wholeheartedly, and he was also the first person he wanted to protect behind him and never set foot in the battlefield again.

After blowing out the light, He Tingge walked slowly to the bed, looked at the person on the bed, stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt, and sat on the bed without moving.

Feeling the people around him turn around, He Tingge turned his head to meet those clear eyes, and said lightly, "Can't sleep?"

Fu Qingcheng blinked, stretched out his hand from under the quilt and stuffed it into He Ting singer: "It's too cold."

He Tingge held the cold hand in his hand, frowned, but didn't say anything after all, took off his shoes and got under the bed, stuffing Fu Qingcheng's hands into his lapel: "Do you want me to hug you?"

Fu Qingcheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled after a while: "Don't bother the little prince." After saying that, he leaned against He Tingge, and stretched his hand through his coat to protect He Tingge's waist, He Tingge could feel the warmth of his palm through the underwear cold.

Sighing, he stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms, and said lightly, "Go to sleep."

Fu Qingcheng looked at the face close at hand, lowered his head, put his forehead on He Tingge's chin, and murmured softly: "Thank you."

"Don't come here again, and do your business with peace of mind." He Tingge loosened Fu Qingcheng's hand, so that the person in his arms could find a comfortable position, and then said softly: "The Cuigu Pear Garden is gone. Find a warm place to stay, if you can't stay, don't run to a cold place, I don't know what you are busy with, but at least, don't make me worry thousands of miles away."

Fu Qingcheng listened to him quietly, chuckled, and said sullenly: "Is it over?" His breath sprayed on He Tingge's neck, itching.

"No." He Tingge looked out the window: "I can't finish talking, but I just don't want to talk."

"You're worried that if I die, no one will bless you?" Fu Qingcheng smiled, remembering what He Tingge said.

"Well, it's good to know." The corners of He Tingge's lips curled up: "Although I don't believe this, and I don't know if I am the Ziwei star Mu Lan said, but I still hope that when I am by your side, you will not Injuried."

Fu Qingcheng was quiet for a while. In the dark night, he couldn't see He Tingge's face clearly, but the outline was deeply imprinted in his heart.After all, he sighed and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't underestimate me as an uncle, I won't hide behind your back."

"Well, you stand shoulder to shoulder with me." He Tingge rubbed the tip of his nose against Fu Qingcheng's forehead, and said softly.

Fu Qingcheng smiled, closed his eyes, drowsiness flooded his gradually warming body, he heard He Tingge call his name in a trance, and he murmured vaguely, "I want to call my little uncle... …”

"En, little uncle." He Tingge smiled faintly, and responded softly.

I don't know when it started, Fu Qingcheng started to rely on him, and I don't know when it started, he has nostalgia for this young man, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

Two years passed by in a hurry. Since Rouran's defeat two years ago, although there were still occasional battles, they were all settled one by one. The names of He Tingge and Haitang gradually began to appear frequently in frontiers. In the sight of various forces outside.Haitang also changed from being bluffing and fooling around at the beginning to becoming calm, but occasionally when the two of them were together, they would still reveal some of their true nature.

The wells and ditches at Linyueguan were built two years ago. The army and residents no longer have to worry about water problems. They are self-sufficient and have less trouble.He Yuan came to see it in person, and applauded it, so He Tingge simply didn't go back to Yanmen Pass, and stayed here directly.

In addition, Linyue Pass is located near the Silk Trade Road, and now there is a source of water. Most of the businesses passing through here will stop to rest. Gradually, a city was built after Linyue Pass, and some businessmen saw business opportunities here. In a short time, it became a thriving shopping mall, in which the culture of the Central Plains and the Western Regions were combined, and a large number of Hu people also participated, with different customs, which further promoted the circulation of the Silk Road.People named it Linyue City on the spot.

It was not difficult for He Tingge to investigate and deal with the person who provided information to Rouran, but he dealt with it calmly. Li Qi was still the general guarding Linyue Pass. When Cao Renyuan returned to Yanmen Pass, Li Qi was the only general. However, he no longer had the initial prejudice against He Tingge, no one knew what happened between him and He Tingge, only knew that Li Qi almost obeyed He Tingge.

The emperor has never asked about the situation here, and He Yuan has not said anything, but He Tingge feels that He Yuan has aged a lot in the past two years, as if it has been more than ten or twenty years.

Maybe it's because of He Lan'er's death.He looked at the full moon in the sky, and let out a deep breath. He was really afraid that He Yuan would send troops to rebel, after all, she was innocent.However, apart from getting older, He Yuan didn't show any abnormal behavior.Looking at Linyue City below the city tower, the lights were dim. In the past two years, he is no longer the little prince in the eyes of the soldiers. Although the title has not changed, the look in his eyes is no longer the suspicion and disapproval that he had before. Trust, but a kind of admiration and worship.

She smiled lightly, how old is he? 27?Or... eighteen?He had forgotten that his handsome appearance became more and more like himself at that time, and he had gained a lot of height in two years, and the silver armor had left many years of blood rust and wear marks.Haitang often complained about asking for a new one, saying that he couldn't hold him anymore.

Haitang still wore that monstrous face in the barracks to mingle with the soldiers. No one thought he was like an embroidered pillow anymore. It was just that when he went out to fight, he would wear a ghost mask. It was what Xu Ziyang said at the time. Ta Bazhen flirtatiously flirts.

Thinking of it, He Tingge couldn't help smiling. That morning, when Haitang came in rubbing his waist, Fu Qingcheng had already left. He asked what was wrong, and Haitang complained that he was kicked by Xu Ziyang, saying that he didn't expect a nerd to kick him so hard.Later when I asked Xu Ziyang, Xu Ziyang said angrily that Haitang didn't sleep well and always hugged people like an octopus, who would bear it!He Tingge had no choice but to avenge Haitang. In fact, Haitang has a problem. He needs to hug something to sleep at night. In fact, just stuff him with a pillow, and Xu Ziyang doesn't care about it.

It's true, Ta Bazhen didn't go anywhere in the past two years, he just camped in this area, and occasionally engaged in a small battle, forcing Haitang to go out and fight a battle, and then he stopped and settled down for a few days.

"Hey!" A hand was stretched out from the side, and it was Haitang at first glance, holding the wine jar in his hand. He Tingge took it and took a sip. Haitang was still dressed in red, and was whistling by the cold wind: "Look what What?" The voice was not as immature as it was during the voice-changing period, and it began to become low, but it was still clear and clear.

He Tingge turned over and leaned against the city wall, looking at the moon: "It's nothing, I just feel that time passes so fast." The moon at Linyue Pass is particularly big and bright, which is probably the origin of the name.

"Yeah, I haven't been back to Kyoto for two years. My old lady has a big idea about me. I don't know if the old man is scolding me again, saying that I am a little bastard, and I can't find a home." He said with a smile, Then he suddenly stood up straight as if thinking of something, pulled He Tingge up, stood in front of him, compared his skills, they were about the same height, and He Tingge was a little taller: "Why is it still a bit short?"

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He Tingge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Ever since he compared his height with Xu Ziyang, he was in a daze, comparing himself with the people around him from time to time.In fact, he is now a big man of around 1.8 meters, but he is still worried.

"Do you think Ziyang will be taller than you?" Haitang muttered.

He Tingge said: "Go and compare."

"Hey..." Haitang took a sip of wine and sighed: "Where can I find him, since he left with Uncle Da Hei, it seems to have disappeared."

Yes, it was as if he had disappeared. He Tingge remembered that when Fu Qingcheng left that morning, he actually knew about it, but he just didn't