For teacher, for father

He is a teacher, not Ying Zheng's wife...

Ji Hao persuaded himself like this, and faced the painted red and colorful pillars in the Zhengyang Palace, wishing he could cover his ears together, ignoring the scene behind him, his mind was full of chaos and complexity.

Just like what Lu Buwei and the Queen Mother of Huayang thought, Yingzheng has reached his full age now... After 2000, the society has officially come of age, and it is normal for a teenager to fall in love and have a girlfriend However, at this time, his student not only has the age of prime and prime, he is also the monarch of the entire Qin country.

If Ji Haolai were to look at it from the perspective of the Huayang Queen Mother, except for Lu Buwei's provocation of discord, maybe he would rush to the matter of the emperor having no heirs.

but……

The young man clutched his chest, feeling that the air in the huge Zhengyang Hall suddenly stagnated, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Ever since he came to this world 2000 years ago by accident, Ying Zheng is the only one in his eyes and in his mind.From Zhao Zheng, the son of Zhao State, to Ying Zheng, the crown prince, Ji Hao stood beside the boy as a guardian. From ignorance to determination, he supported each other and never left him.

Until later, he returned here again with Xu Fu's help, so that his students would not be helpless.

But now, this young man is no longer the weak and pitiful little boy in his eyes. No one dares to punch and kick him. He has changed his name and changed his identity. Robe, sitting firmly on the golden jade chair.I am also embarrassed by my status, unable to accompany the young man all the time, once the guardian said... it seems to have gradually faded away.

Ji Hao rubbed his eyes, unable to hide the slight sourness in his heart.If it wasn't the guardian... then for Ying Zheng, would he only have the identity of 'Mr.'?

……

"Kings……"

Although Zheng Shuang was curious about Ji Hao's identity, she also knew what she should do at this time.So after a hard fall, the girl ignored the pain and numbness all over her body, opened her red lips lightly, and called the boy in front of her very softly: "Your Majesty... Zheng Shuang can't get into your eyes so much that you can't even look at me." Are you reluctant to give it?"

"..."

Ying Zheng didn't respond at all, which made Zheng Shuang a little disappointed. The palace servants at the side saw the stalemate between the two, and their own king didn't say anything, and they were afraid that Zheng Shuang would hold grudges after being favored, so they didn't dare to rush forward. In the main hall, several people just confront each other like this, but they don't know that two of the three protagonists are already wandering away.

Ji Hao was struggling with his identity, while Ying Zheng simply looked at Ji Hao in a daze.

However, this was another scene in Zheng Shuang's eyes. Seeing that the emperor ignored her at all, the girl sat up from the cold ground, bit her lip, and subconsciously followed Ying Zheng's gaze—it turned out that Ying Zheng's attention was always on that young man in plain robe with suspicious identity, and he felt bitter unconsciously.

The young man turned his back to them, covered his ears for a while, and took a deep breath for a while. He was slender and seemed to be talking to himself in a low voice. Such a strange behavior made Ying Zheng, who had always been indifferent to others, full of interest. Zheng Shuang couldn't understand such a weird way of getting along.

"king……"

"Why are you still here?" The young man finally came back to his senses, subconsciously glanced at his husband's neurotic behavior as before, and unconsciously became a little clearer, but when he saw Zheng Shuang beside him She lowered her face and interrupted the girl's words mercilessly: "When did the widow allow you to stay here?! You haven't taken him away yet!"

"No." The palace servants who had been waiting for a long time heard their monarch's words, and hurriedly joined Ying Zheng's camp. Several people quickly stepped forward and helped Zheng Shuang, who was full of resignation, out.

After the carved and hollowed-out wooden door was carefully closed, only Ji Hao and Ying Zheng were left in Zhengyang Hall, which had been bustling all night.

Ying Zheng didn't disturb Ji Hao's fugue very quickly, instead, he quietly walked over and stood behind his husband, wanting to hear what he was muttering in a low voice.

Maybe some people think that Ji Hao has a childlike heart, and at such an adult, he would do such a naive behavior - but for the young emperor, since he was a child, he was the only one who would show such a defenseless look in front of him facial expressions and actions.There is no deceit, no deep city, no calculations, only a casual calm... He likes Ji Hao like this.

"gentlemen……"

The young man opened his mouth in a low voice, his height was almost the same as Ji Hao's, he put his palm on the other's slender shoulders, his lips curved into a smile, but the moment the young man turned around, he froze—

The other party seemed to have not had time to adjust the expression on his face, and looked at him blankly.Ying Zheng was surprised, he couldn't describe the complicated expression on Ji Hao's face.

His lips were slightly pursed, the corners of his eyes were downcast, and his face was pale. He had never seen such a lonely look before—even if Ji Hao would use various methods to encourage him and make him happy every time the two separated. Showing such a sad and pale appearance.

The beating frequency of the heart seemed to expand infinitely in this second, and Ying Zheng felt his fingers were stiff. It was the first time he saw such a gentleman, and he didn't even know what it was like... only his chest was sour, and his heart wrenched Pain, why?

……

"What's the matter, Zheng'er?"

Seeing his student's stunned look, Ji Hao immediately adjusted his expression, blinked his eyes pretending to be indifferent, but didn't reach out to hold the other's hand like before.Instead, he asked this sentence first: "Why does it seem like you are about to cry? Huh?"

Sir, the expression just now... as if he was about to cry in sadness.

"I didn't, mister read it wrong."

Ying Zheng replied sullenly, the emperor felt that he was at a loss, and his mind seemed to be blocked for something - it was uncomfortable but not uncomfortable.The young man suddenly felt very irritable, and his limbs could not function normally. He didn't know what was wrong with him or his husband. Such a deadlocked atmosphere made Ying Zheng feel very uncomfortable.

He was fine yesterday, but today, because of Zheng Shuang, why does Mr. seem to be... unfamiliar with him?

The young emperor was angry, and willfully heaped all the faults on Lu Buwei and Zheng Shuang.His expression was not good, his face was dark, his mind was in chaos, and his anger rose.Especially when he saw Ji Hao's desolate expression... He suddenly became very angry, angry at the person who made Mr. like this, no matter who it is, he should die!

"Sir, you..." Why didn't you hold my hand like before?

"Zheng'er, I'm tired." Ji Hao interrupted Ying Zheng, and he could see the restlessness on the other side's face, but now the young man didn't even clear his mind, let alone the young Ying Zheng.

Ji Hao couldn't guarantee who Ying Zheng's expression was for. It might be him, but it might also be... Zheng Shuang.

"Now my status is embarrassing, and Lu Buwei and the Queen Mother of Huayang already know of my existence. For the sake of safety... I will sleep in the hall tonight."

"..."

The young man pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

The soreness and cramping in his heart suddenly swelled after Ji Hao said this.The young man in front of him looked gloomy, and his lonely tone made Ying Zheng want to hug him fiercely desperately, bite his soft lips, and tell him that he was not allowed to sleep sideways, not to be sad, not to mention Ji Hao... alienate him.

However, all these impulsive and terrifying thoughts became pale and powerless without the influence of alcohol. The young emperor was in a state of confusion. He looked at the other party's persistent expression and was silent for a long while, before finally nodding his head and saying in compromise: "Alright!" , I will send you to the side hall."

The night was thick, and the Xianyang Palace, which had been tossing all night, finally returned to tranquility.

In the deep and quiet night, with the chirping of insects in the garden and the fragrance of grass and trees, he quietly sneaked into a side hall not far from Zhengyang Hall.

Ji Hao was wrapped in a thick quilt, and despite his thin sweat, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

This is the first time he sleeps alone in such a big palace, the surroundings are quiet, the night is shrouded, all the splendor has turned into a deep crimson color, without the company of the habitual person around him, the young man takes a deep breath With the scent of flowers in the air, he really didn't want to admit that he was a little uncomfortable.

But it's like a quiet change in his own identity. Ying Zheng is no longer simply his student, and he is no longer that Ji Hao who can be lazy and casual. Now the two of them are in the palace, and there are countless pairs of eyes watching every move they make. Just wait and see, if you want to live freely like you did in Zhao country...it's impossible.

Therefore, he had to adapt to the fact that his student was the king.

As a monarch, Yingzheng should bear not only the responsibilities to the people and the country, but also the responsibilities to the women in the harem and future heirs...

Today there will be a Zheng Shuang, and tomorrow there will be a Fan Shuang, and such things will happen again and again...It seems a bit too strong to want the young man's eyes to be on him all the time.

Besides, he could barely stand in the position of his father, or in the position of his husband—other than that, what other status could he have to interfere with the emperor's life?

Ji Hao felt a headache and didn't dare to think about it any further. One day, Ying Zheng would be able to stand alone, not afraid of loneliness, have his own arguments and ideas, and have groups of concubines and heirs. Where should it be placed?

The young man curled up in the soft quilt, his nerves were tensed all night, he was a little sleepy, his eyes were blurred, but his mind was full of the young man's heroic appearance.

His chest was full of distress, and Ji Hao couldn't sort out his feelings. His emotions were sour, and he was like a father whose son was robbed by a young girl... Finally, in the endless struggle of irritability, the youth finally gradually lost Lost consciousness, wearily nestled under the quilt and entered a messy dream, but didn't notice that the window behind him was carefully opened by someone.

……

The young man was still wearing the heavy palace robe, and he never thought that one day he would do this window-climbing activity in Xianyang Palace...or climb the window of his husband.

In his heart, the emperor was really ashamed of what he was doing now. With a dark face, he quickly opened the window at the back of the dormitory with his hand, turned over lightly and jumped in, stabilized his figure and landed silently, looking at the building. The apse that has never been entered.

The hall was dark and deserted, and the furnishings were messy. Due to the long-term unoccupied, there was still a touch of desolation and loneliness.

Ying Zheng tidied up his messy clothes, closed the window quietly, and cautiously touched Ji Hao's bed, staring at the person who had half of his body huddled under the quilt, only showing half of his face, in a daze. Standing for a long time, just looking at the other person's sleeping face, until the boredom in my heart completely disappeared.

The young man couldn't help but sighed softly, his imperial aura was gone, he opened the quilt, took off his coat, and tried not to disturb Ji Hao's sleep and squeezed into the young man's side.

Hugging the opponent's slender body in his arms like some kind of large animal, Ji Hao, who was covered in sweat, was not so comfortable to hug, but Ying Zheng seemed to be angry, and still hugged him tightly, just unwilling to let go.

The night became the best curtain, covering Ying Zheng's complex expressions and emotions.

Ying Zheng couldn't understand what kind of feelings he had for Ji Hao. Perhaps five years ago, the most important part of this feeling was his affection for his relatives.However, five years later, the young man returned to his side because of Xu Fu's care, and when he appeared alive in front of his eyes...

Family affection seems to be unable to satisfy this complicated emotion.

Another kind of desire was inflated, which made the young man become more thoughtful when facing Ji Hao.Even holding him in his arms now, his whole body was filled with a kind of restlessness that he couldn't understand.

He felt thirsty, very thirsty...

Licking his dry lips, Ying Zheng closed his eyes, rubbed against the other's soft cheek, trying to calm himself down, not thinking about these complicated and messy things.

As long as his husband was by his side, he would be by his side forever, but he never realized what kind of enlightenment Zheng Shuang's appearance today was for Ji Hao.

……

When his consciousness was hazy, Ying Zheng only felt uncomfortable and hot all over, and the thirst in his mouth was magnified countless times, which made him move his body unconsciously and uncomfortable.

All the heat gradually concentrated in a certain part of the body, which made him subconsciously hug Ji Hao's cool body tightly, and frowned impatiently.

It's not like this kind of thing happened in the past, but this time it seems to be very strong.

In the sleepy dream, the young man seemed to feel that someone was pressing under him, and the other's hand was walking on his body, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort, and he himself was like a red-eyed beast, ruthless. Ruthlessly plundering the opponent's body and senses, venting all the boredom in his heart in this way.

I don't know how long it took until the other party gently kissed his whole body with his lips. The unparalleled senses stimulated Ying Zheng's nerves that had never been involved in eroticism. The heat was finally released when it reached a certain point. .

His ears were buzzing, his black hair was disheveled, and the young man was in a daze, but in the last second when he was awake, he suddenly saw who it was that was under him--a cold sweat broke out in an instant, and he suddenly sat up from the bed.

The night sky is gradually fading, and the window is beginning to be faintly pale. Ying Zheng breathed in the cold air of Foxiao fiercely, stroked his sweat-soaked forehead with his hand in a daze, and then stretched his hand into the quilt stiffly. , I touched a piece of wetness as expected.

"..."

He... had a dream? !

As if struck by lightning, the emperor who realized this stiffened his body again, and turned his head cautiously to look at Ji Hao who was sleeping beside him. Fortunately... Fortunately, he didn't wake up Mr.

He moved his legs numbly, obviously feeling the dampness somewhere, Ying Zheng's expression was ugly, he quickly wrapped his coat which he had left aside, and jumped down in embarrassment, not daring to rush through the main entrance like this When he went out, he had to do what he was ashamed of again—to escape through the window.

The emperor's heart was in chaos, his eyes were blank, he staggered and hid in his bedroom by turning over the window, he had never done anything more embarrassing than this in his life...he...actually did that beside his husband Weird dream, and...

By the time Ji Hao woke up in a daze, it had been a while since his students had escaped.

Wrapped in a quilt, the young man was covered in thin sweat. He kicked off the quilt lazily, stretched his limbs and stretched comfortably... However, before he finished this action, he froze—his feet It seems to have touched something... wet?

Such a discovery made Ji Hao sit up straight suddenly, without any sleepiness, he opened the quilt tremblingly and showed such an expression.

what did he see !A small piece of soaked mattress, with a faint milky white, just happened to be next to a certain part that could be explained...

"..."

Ji Hao stared at the soaked mattress for a long time, and his mind was already in turmoil. He just thought about Ying Zheng's appearance before going to sleep, how could he have a dream! ?But there is no memory of having a sexual dream in my head... In short, fortunately, I was not seen by my students!

Turning over in a hurry and getting out of bed, Ji Hao hugged the mattress and started looking for props that could destroy the corpse in a panic.

So, before the early dynasty, in the main hall and the side hall of Zhengyang Hall, a master and an apprentice also sneaked in a corner, doing the same thing: burning evidence...