For teacher, for father

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

Ji Hao was imprisoned tightly by the young man, without any strength in his body, his mouth was full of the strong alcohol smell from Ying Zheng's body, burning the nerves and keen senses of the young man's whole body.

The young man's dark eyes were misty, long gone from the coldness and tyranny in the eyes of the world, replaced by rare tenderness and meticulousness, and even a touch of undetectable happiness.

Ignoring rational clamor, Ying Zhengzheng thought he was in a dream—and he could see the person he had missed for a long time in his dream, and cherished the present scene even more. He gently moved his arm and carefully embraced him. At Ji Hao's waist, his lips still plundered the other's breath involuntarily.

With the tip of his tongue, he pried open Ji Hao's weak and dry lips, and carefully licked the moisture in the other's mouth, mixed with a faint bitter taste of medicine, Ying Zheng couldn't help but sink into it.

Compared to those women Gong'e who he didn't feel when he saw it, he was more willing to hug the person in front of him, he couldn't even tell whether it was alcohol or voluntary, he just hugged Ji Hao tightly and didn't let go.

"gentlemen……"

Gently biting the other's lower lip, Ying Zheng lifted his heavy head dizzily, squinted his eyes as if asking for credit, and said, "Is it not hurting? Zheng'er is very careful..."

"..."

Ji Hao was embarrassed, he didn't have any strength in his body yet, so he could only raise his head, puff his face, and stare fiercely at the other party's shiny black eyes, pretending to be angry.

And after the young man's dark eyes showed grievance and pity, the young man couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only blink helplessly, softening his eyes.

He has grown so much taller, wearing a dragon robe, and has been a king for many years, why is he still acting like a child? ... Ji Hao had nothing to do with Ying Zheng, his heart was still warm, and he couldn't get angry at all.

"Sir, can Zheng'er never wake up again? Can you do it again?" Looking at Ji Hao's slightly pale face, Ying Zheng leaned down again unsteadily, and kissed him on the left cheek, Then he gnawed on his right cheek, and finally rubbed the tip of Ji Hao's nose in satisfaction.

"Mister is so soft. Zheng'er likes it."

"..."

"Zheng'er...I'm...so cold."

Seeing that there was no way for Ji Hao to stop his students from becoming wild after drinking, he could only put on a pitiful look, sniffed, and spoke intermittently.

After such a toss just now, the Taisui Zhizhi pieces covering his body have already fallen to the ground in pieces. Without Taisui's protection from the cold, this cold air is indeed a bit fierce for today's youth.

The feeling that even his bones were about to freeze made Ji Hao tremble uncontrollably, and subconsciously shrank into Ying Zheng's arms.

The young man was startled, and finally there was a trace of clarity in his confused expression.Hastily got up and tore off the dragon-patterned robe on his body, and wrapped Ji Hao in it tightly, followed by the second coat. After wrapping it tightly, Ying Zheng's movements paused for a while, and then began to pull the only shirt on his body. That underwear, until the young emperor was naked from the upper body, the young man was tightly wrapped into a ball of zongzi: "It's my fault, I was negligent. Please bear with me, sir... Let's get out of here."

"...I... don't want to be a zongzi..."

"It's not Zongzi," Ying Zheng swept his arms easily, and hugged Ji Hao and a ball of clothes in his arms with great effort. He didn't forget to comfort someone who was complaining, and said seriously: "It's...how about Baozi?" Sample?"

"..."

Ying Zheng walked quickly, holding a large ball of clothes in his arms and a Ji Hao hurriedly walked out of the ice room, removing the strong smell of alcohol, the young man's arms were slender and powerful, and his expression remained completely unchanged, lightly He easily brought the young man to the bedroom where he lives now.

The moment he walked out of the ice room, Ji Hao couldn't help squinting his eyes comfortably due to the familiar smell and slight warmth in the air, even the sly moonlight looked so soft now...

The flowers and trees outside the hall quietly exude a charming fragrance under the blowing of the night wind. The quiet and luxurious Zhengyang Hall has not changed in the slightest, and it still looks the same as when Ji Hao left Qin. The patterns are painted on the magnificent and gorgeous walls, and the high-quality wooden furniture is hollowed out with complex patterns. The antique environment makes Ji Hao breathe a sigh of relief.

I'm back, I'm back at last...

With tired eyes, Ji Hao lazily huddled on his student's now extremely thick chest, and was wrapped in all of Ying Zheng's clothes. The black dragon pattern embroidered robe looked particularly eye-catching under the night light.

Before he left, the boy was still the powerless prince who was suppressed everywhere, but now...

His chest was strong enough, his arms were strong, his figure was slender, and he was wearing a dragon robe. In the past few years of his absence, Ying Zheng's outstanding growth made Ji Hao unable to take his eyes off him.

This is a kind of... the sense of honor after one's own students are recognized by the world.

"Zheng'er..."

Being gently placed on the big and soft dragon bed by Ying Zheng, Ji Hao raised his weak arms, tried his best to tear off a piece of clothing on his body and handed it to King Qin who was holding him tightly: "Don't catch a cold... put on."

"When will sir leave? When will he come back? I dare not sleep, I don't want to wake up..."

The young man ignored Ji Hao, and pressed the young man tightly into his arms, for fear that if he was not careful, the other party would disappear and he would fall into aimless thoughts.

"I won't leave, Zheng'er." Ji Hao felt sorry for his student, leaned over and whispered these words in the emperor's ear, he clearly felt the other person's body tremble for a moment, and his voice became clearer and softer: "This is not a dream. Mr. is back and will not leave again."

"..."

"I don't believe it, you said the same thing last time!"

When it came to the place where Ying Zheng was gnashing his teeth the most, the boy frowned, propped himself up, and stared at Ji Hao closely.His face was flushed, the smell of alcohol rose, and before the other party could explain, he rushed over and bit the other party's lips like a hungry wolf again, full of predatory breath, with a touch of imperceptible fear.

He was indeed scared, and he didn't even have confidence in himself. He was afraid that the person who had been waiting in front of him for five years was just a short-lived dream...

Clutching the young man's arm tightly, Ying Zheng took advantage of his alcoholism to do whatever he wanted, ignoring any rational clamor, sucking and kissing the corners of Ji Hao's lips fiercely, until the other's breathing became unsteady After that, he raised his head slightly, bit his husband's jaw and let him go.

"...Are you a wolf!" Ji Hao was furious, his originally sickly pale cheeks turned red, and he gasped for breath.

Could it be that he was wrong?Why is there... so much pride on the faces of my students? !

"Yes." Ying Zheng stayed for a few seconds, then nodded obediently, and after thinking about it seriously, he uttered a sentence that made Ji Hao unable to look up: "But I am not willing to eat sir... "

"..."

"Sir." Ying Zheng seemed a little tired from tossing around. It was almost midnight since the banquet ended.

The young man lay down and squeezed next to the young man, carefully touching Ji Hao's hot red cheek with his fingertips, exhaling alcohol-smelling breath, his tone was like that of some small animals, deliberately coquettish: "Hold me, sir .”

"..." Ji Hao was still panting, and turned his head, pretending to be angry, but his arms were already hugging him, allowing the young man to lean against him tightly.

"Is it really not a dream?"

"Ah."

……

"Okay, I believe it. But the criminal minister Ji Hao committed a serious crime of deceiving the emperor, and he came back too late. I will be punished!"

Ji Hao smiled lightly, seeing the young boy's stubborn appearance that was clearly too sleepy and trying to hold on, he felt relieved in an instant, and said in cooperation: "Yes, the minister is guilty, and I will let the king punish me, I will never There is a little bit of complaint."

"Then punish, don't leave the sight of the widow, sleep with the widow, don't leave me... sir..."

"The guilty minister Ji Hao is willing to be punished, keep it in mind, and never forget it."

A good night's sleep.

It was the first time that Yingzheng slept so peacefully, it was rare for him to let go of all the pretense and vigilance in his heart, and he slept soundly while holding the young man in his arms tightly.

Even if it was late for the morning court, when the palace people worried that they came to knock on the door to say hello, Ying Zheng would sleep soundly and did not wake up, so Ji Hao pushed him awake.

……

"Report! I'm not feeling well today, I'm going to suspend the morning and call Xu Fu!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The palace people respectfully took orders at the door and left, Ying Zheng changed his serious tone just now, rubbed his eyes sleepily, then nestled next to Ji Hao and yawned again.

"Sir, sir."

"Huh?" Ji Hao hasn't slept enough yet, and it's not yet dawn, so it's probably not even six o'clock in modern times.It is indeed hard work for my own students to get up so early to go to court.

However, as a courtier, it is reasonable to say that he lived outside the palace, and he seemed to have started earlier than Ying Zheng...

"It's nothing. It's dawn, and the husband is really still there."

The young man showed a silly smile, without the slightest sternness of the emperor, he almost laughed out loud.

Squinting his eyes like a cat that has taken away his beloved fish, Ying Zheng leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose against Ji Hao's cheek, holding his hand tightly.

The intersecting hands are no longer the big one and the small one.

Ying Zheng, who has now reached his full age, has almost caught up with Ji Hao's height, his fingers have become slender and slender, and he can easily wrap the young man's hand in his own.

"Stupid boy..." Ji Hao had no choice but to let the other party rub against him, feeling soft in his heart.

Even if five years have passed, five years is enough to turn a weak prince into a shrewd emperor, enough to change a person's preferences and personality, but his own foolish boy is standing there foolishly waiting for him, hoping for him .

It wasn't King Qin, nor the royal family, but as Ying Zheng, as Ji Hao's student, he waited wholeheartedly for his return.Even going against the sky, but also keeping his body intact in the ice room, it is impossible not to be moved.

The two cuddled each other, although they did not speak, but this scene had not been seen for five years, the surroundings were quiet, and the atmosphere was already so beautiful that one could not bear to destroy it.

……

It wasn't until a maid's respectful voice sounded outside the door that the rare peaceful time between the two was disturbed.The boy was the first to frown, and held down Ji Hao's body that was about to sit up, with a gloomy tone: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xu is here, and Prime Minister Mr. Lu is also here, waiting for your order outside."