For teacher, for father

Ji Hao's whole body was stiff, and he felt a chill all over his body. The strange thing was that some parts of his body felt warm, like a small stream of heat, flowing from the skin into the blood of his body. Even if the cheeks are cold, the body is still comfortable.

His limbs, chest and neck seemed to be pressed with soft sheets... protecting him from the cold ice.

This kind of warmth is not scorching, like a trickling shallow stream, not much, but enough.

But now the young man has no time to think about what is on his body. His heart is full of urgency and tension. He knows that his student is by his side, but he can only lie here dryly.

Zheng'er, but has grown up?But already three thousand in the harem, becoming an emperor who will last forever? ...

Ji Hao was anxious, so he could only randomly assume one guess after another to calm himself down.

Three thousand in the harem... The young man smiled wryly in his heart. For some reason, there was a sudden sourness in his chest. If the young man had grown up, what would he need to accompany him?Wen Xiang's soft jade bosom is much more interesting than this boring poor scholar!

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"I've been asleep for decades, and the universe is big in my dream. The old man enters my dream, and it shows that I remember each other..."

The boy's deep and hoarse voice interrupted Ji Hao's conjecture. The alcohol-soaked voice was extraordinarily sexy, and it was extraordinarily bright in the quiet and narrow ice room.

Ying Zheng swayed his drunken body, supported the ice wall with one hand, dawdled a little bit, and flung crookedly to Ji Hao's bedside, falling helplessly.He breathed heavily in the cold air, and his whole body reeked of alcohol.

Great taste, have you drunk? ...

Ji Hao was a little worried, and he was not happy that the young man didn't care about his body so much, and was so drunk, didn't he know that it would hurt his body so much!

The young man moved his lips, but there was no response. He wanted to open his eyes but couldn't. The only thing he could do was lie quietly on the ice bed and listen to Ying Zheng's hoarse voice, suppressing the eagerness in his heart.

That voice full of longing, grievances, and sadness, like a little beast licking its wounds alone, is calling Ji Hao one after another: "The old man enters my dream, so that I will remember each other..."

"When did sir... enter my dream? When, when?!"

The young man didn't know Ji Hao's current situation at all, he only focused on venting his emotions with the help of alcohol, and let the sour tears flow from his eyes, falling on the hard ice wall drop by drop, soaking himself and Ji Hao in black A white shirt.

Ying Zheng's growls tore apart Ji Hao's few rational minds little by little, and the young man felt as if a hole had been torn open in his heart, and he began to bleed profusely, all in pain.

During the days when he was gone, was it like this for his students... All night singing, getting drunk, and when they were separated from the complicated affairs of the government, they had to complain to him who was lifeless.

Because of an unexpected air crash, Ji Hao was the only one who came to the side of this young man who was destined to be a king. He watched how he went through various trials and humiliations when he was young, and watched the growth of this emperor who will be remembered by future generations. How rough and dark.In the end, the two of them were together. Although life was difficult, Ji Hao had students, and Ying Zheng also had a husband. The two supported each other, and they made it this way...

He promised to stay with Ying Zheng all the time, promised to return to Qin after the war, but in the end he didn't expect this parting, how many years have passed for Ying Zheng.

From spring to winter, how long has this young emperor guarded Ji Hao's corpse frozen in ice for a long time?

Ji Hao didn't dare to imagine, his thoughts were surging, as if some emotion he didn't understand swelled and surged at this moment, making him want to embrace the young man desperately, hold him tightly, and tell him that the husband is back, the husband I will never leave you again...

"I offer a toast to sir."

The sound of the tinkling flagon beating against the ice wall reached the young man's ears, and Ji Hao heard the thin sound of pouring wine, the sound of Nian's heavier breathing, and the coughing from time to time, which touched his heartstrings even more.

Ying Zheng lowered his head fiercely, covered the expression on his face, and wiped off the moisture on his cheeks vigorously. The young man raised the copper wine cup in his hands with great respect, and his voice soaked in alcohol was hoarse, full of longing and enthusiasm. Respect, calmly echoed in the small ice room: "I will give you one bottle, Mr. Yu; two bottles, Mr. Xie; three bottles..."

"Mr. May...always be by your side..."

After the young man finished speaking, his cheeks were already flushed from the cold of the ice room, and he was not wearing any warm clothes, but he still stubbornly refused to leave Ji Hao's side for even half a step, but cautiously approached the young man's side, quietly looking at the With An Ran's sleepy face, her drunken tone softened unconsciously: "Sir, how are you?"

Of course it's good, Ji Hao desperately nodded in agreement from the bottom of his heart, but couldn't speak, so he could only try to move his fingers slightly.

He has been able to grasp the right to use his body a little bit, it only takes another quarter of an hour, in a quarter of an hour...

Just as the young man was struggling in the darkness, he suddenly felt a weight on his chest, as if something was pressing on him... The cold touch made Ji Hao feel slightly chilled.

However, before he could react, Ying Zheng was dizzy from his body eroded by alcohol, and he was almost unable to control himself because of the coldness of the ice room, and fell straight on Ji Hao's body.

The young man tried his best to prop up his body, tilted his head, and there was a soft and chaotic light in his misty black eyes, reflecting the peaceful sleeping face of the young man in his pupils.

For a moment, Ying Zheng felt very thirsty, very thirsty.

The touch under his body is actually warm, because of Tai Sui, the young man's body temperature is as warm as a normal person.

This stimulated Ying Zheng's senses even more. Before Ji Hao could make any moves, the boy raised his head desperately and bit Ji Hao's soft lips hard.

He was very thirsty, thirsty all over his body, the coldness all over his body had been replaced by hot and dry, so that the boy could no longer control his beast-like movements.

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Good - hurt -! !Aw-!

Ji Hao's tears were about to overflow from the pain, and his body trembled violently unconsciously because of instinct.

Ying Zheng was startled, but even though he was drunk, he still felt the reaction from Ji Hao's body just under him.For a moment, I didn't know what to do, and I was afraid that it was an illusion caused by thinking too much, so I stopped stiffly, and the tip of their noses touched, and the distance was almost gone.

"Okay... it hurts... ah... Zheng'er..."

Tears burst out of his eyes. Of course, Ji Hao couldn't know how much joy and excitement he had seen his students contained in these tears, so he had to use the pain of his lips to vent his emotions.

There was a hint of weakness in the hoarse voice, and the young man only felt that his throat was dry, and he had to use all his strength to speak.

And the eyes had been opened in the last second, Ji Hao blinked vigorously, and after confirming that he could use them flexibly, he looked straight at the boy's blank black eyes.

"..." Ying Zheng was silent for a long time. It was so long that Ji Hao felt that the students were pressing him a little uncomfortable. Then the other party slowly raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, tapped his faucet again, and murmured: " Sir, have you come to Zheng'er's dream so soon?"

...Silly boy.

Ji Hao couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to move the corners of his lips, only the raw pain in his lips reminded him of his sobriety.Helplessly looking at the panic-stricken, black-robed young man in front of him pitifully.

Eyebrows wide open, the young emperor had already shown his growth splendor, his slender and powerful arms supported Ji Hao's sides tightly, confining him in the narrow space between his arms, Ying Zheng felt hot and fascinated He lowered his head in a daze, rubbing against Ji Hao's cheek like some kind of large animal.

"Sir, it doesn't hurt, Zheng'er is gentle..."

As he said that, the young man ignored Ji Hao's surprised gaze, thinking that he was in a dream, and showed a silly and happy smile. He lowered his head and once again blocked the other's lips with his lips, cautiously Sticking out his tongue, he licked the traces of blood on Ji Hao's lips bitten out by himself.

Ji Hao was completely dumbfounded. If he could lie to himself just now because the boy was drunk, then now... this is a [-]% real kiss!catch!kiss!

The young man shouted from the bottom of his heart, his sober nerves made the feeling between his lips more delicate, and he didn't have any strength in his body, so he had to let Ying Zheng gnaw him thoroughly from the inside out.

Zheng'er, this... this is not a light problem...! !

The author has something to say:

Because of the author's mistake, I copied 500 more words, so the following is the compensation Xiaofanwai (Part [-]) (YY is too much, textual research collapses, can be skipped): The six kingdoms are unified, called the first emperor, the law of Qin was established, Yingzheng proclaimed emperor for many years, When everything gradually calmed down and the country was on the right track, the man had lost so many youthful edges and corners. Instead, he was like a good wine with a long history. The longer the time, the more restrained the aroma and mellow aftertaste.

The emperor was nearly forty years old, and he was in charge of major military and state affairs and the harem administration. He had a little more leisure in his ease, and often sneaked out of the palace, or went to various palaces to inspect and tour.

Of course, apart from the favored eldest prince Fusu by the emperor's side, Ji Hao's existence had been deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.Their emperor was indifferent and strict, and the only two who had no choice were their own sons and their own enlightenment teachers.

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Today, Ying Zheng, as usual, left Xu Fu alone after the early court to inquire about the construction of the tomb.It's not that he is anxious about his own affairs, but that people's mood will change a lot as they grow older. When my husband passed No.40's eighth birthday, he obviously appeared for the second time. Menopause Symptoms - Grumpy!

Such a irascible Ji Hao made this eternal emperor have to deal with it cautiously, and even changed his ways to discuss with Xu Fu the important issue of how to please Mr. Xu every day after he came down from court.

"All the surrounding areas of the mausoleum have been built, and the emperor's dormitory is about to be completed... However, the queen's mausoleum was not prepared when the map was opened. Why did the emperor think of adding it today? This is not a small modification. !"

Xu Fu respectfully presented the blueprint of the cemetery, and reported in a calm tone. Of course, he knew who it was for. After so many years...he still couldn't see the relationship between the two. He was not a fool.

"Since you can change your job, then change it."

Ying Zheng had no interest in the blueprints of the cemetery, so he threw them to Xu Fu after he glanced at them. Instead, he said to Xu Fu with a serious expression, "I want to take my husband out for a walk in a few days, what do you think of Jiuyi Mountain? "

"Returning to the emperor, the scenery of Jiuyi Mountain is beautiful, and the weather is also good. If you want to cultivate yourself, I think it is indeed a good place, but..."

Xu Fu replied respectfully, showing another look of embarrassment, and answered honestly under Ying Zheng's dissatisfied gaze: "But if the emperor takes Mr. out, I think it's better to go to the imperial mausoleum."

"Oh……"

"Wouldn't it be nice to show your husband the mausoleum built for him by the emperor?"

A gleam of light flashed across the black eyes of the man sitting on the high seat, obviously he was attracted by Xu Fu's idea, but he still pretended to be uninterested and nodded casually, waved his hand and let him go down.

After Xu Fu left, the man stood up from the chair quickly, completely ignoring that he was still wearing a thick early royal robe, walking as fast as a healthy young man, and walked around to the apse bedroom to wake Ji Hao up.

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"Sir, did you sleep well last night?"

"No, my whole body hurts..." Ji Hao turned around and let the other party rub his sore shoulders, frowned and closed his eyes, muttering to push away Ying Zheng's embrace: "Tonight we will sleep in separate rooms! "

"Let's not talk about this for now." The man immediately changed the subject, he knew that Ji Hao had long wanted to leave the palace, so he asked softly: "How about we go to Jiuyi Mountain for a short stay in a few days?... Xu Fu suggested this Nice place."

"Don't go! Mountain climbing is the most annoying thing!"

"Well, I knew my husband wouldn't like it, and I will punish the person who came up with the idea later! What about the imperial mausoleum? More than half of it has been completed now, sir, would you like to take a look?"

"Hmm... I've wanted to go and see it for a long time, is this also what Xu Fu said?"

"Of course I said this." Ying Zheng bent his lips and smiled, completely leaving Xu Fu's resentment behind him, taking the opportunity to gently bow his head and kiss the other's soft lips: "Since you like it, sir, we will set off tomorrow, so here we are On the last night in the palace, it is better not to sleep in separate rooms."

"..."