Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

She was obviously jealous and pretended to be curiosity!It was rare for Han Fei to see such a naive Ying Zheng, and this serious look was really funny.

But looking at Han Fei who was smiling "heartlessly" in front of him, he still put on a cold face, "Mr. hasn't explained yet."

"Explain what?" Han Fei pretended not to know.

"What is the relationship between sir and my elder brother?"

"Hahahahaha, is the lord jealous?" Han Fei changed his usual gentle and humble appearance, and laughed wildly.

He glanced at Mr. Heartless, and thought about what the boy said just now. Han Fei and Ying Hao have known each other for so long. From his tone, it seems that Han Fei knew him when he was studying at the shore of Sanghai. After a long time, it turned out that they were old friends!Thinking of this, Ying Zheng really felt that he was out of breath.

Ying Zheng waited for Han Fei to explain without saying a word. Seeing his darkening face, Han Fei stopped teasing him, and said to him softly, "Ying Hao and I only drank together a few times. .”

"What wine is so delicious? I've drank it several times!" Ying Zheng was still "unyielding".

Han Fei stroked the back of Ying Zheng's hand, tried his best to hold back a smile, and comforted him, "Of course it can't compare to the Hantan incense that the prince brought me."

Hearing his answer, his cold face eased, and he said to Han Fei seriously, "I will drink with you in the future! Don't go to others."

Han Fei suppressed the urge to laugh and nodded obediently.

Just when the two were about to leave, the attendant came to report again, saying that the boy from before forgot something and turned back again.

Han Fei was a little impatient, "Just say that those things were rewarded to him, and I don't want them anymore."

The attendant was about to refuse, but Ying Zheng stopped him with a loud voice, "This king is very interested. Anyway, I have sent so many things, and I am not short of one or two things."

Han Fei was really tired. Could this gift be something good?Grinding his teeth quietly, Ying Hao is a bastard who is afraid of chaos!It's best not to let yourself seize the opportunity, or you will definitely kill him!

After seeing Ying Zheng and Han Fei, the young man immediately nodded and bowed, and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Fei, the little one actually forgot what the prince specially ordered, so I just turned back."

"What exactly is it?" Ying Zheng asked with a gentle face.

Several other attendants put the things on the ground, and the things were wrapped in three layers inside and out, so tightly wrapped that they couldn't guess what they were.

"Young Master Fei has always been good at wine, this is the Hantan incense that the prince specially went to buy himself!"

When Han Fei heard this, the smile on his face almost couldn't hold back. He glanced at Ying Zheng, who was already gently stroking the hilt of his sword, and the white volcano beside him was probably about to erupt!

Decisively send this gossip girl away first, and seeing Ying Zheng, whose face turned dark again, he tells you not to let that gossip man in, but he still doesn't believe it!It's just to find anger for yourself.I thought so in my heart, but I still gently comforted Ying Zheng, "He is here to make things difficult for you!"

"Can I not block you?" Ying Hao actually knew that Han Fei loved Hantan incense. He had found out that Han Fei liked Hantan incense after many inquiries. He thought that he was the only one who could buy Hantan incense for Han Fei, but he didn't want Ying to buy it. Hao knew early on, can he not be blocked?I knew it was a trick, but I was still very upset!

"Such an obvious temptation, is it possible that the prince will take the bait?" Han Fei opened the package of Hantanxiang with great interest.

Seeing Han Fei's movements, Ying Zheng said quietly, "It's not that I can't afford you! Do you still need him to deliver wine and supplements?"

Han Fei couldn't help laughing, his peach blossom eyes were bent like a crescent moon in the sky, the moon's eyes were full of smiles, like a burning peach blossom blooming in fleeting years, branded in the deepest part of Ying Zheng's memory.The shallow smile that hadn't had time to dissipate was like a ray of warm sunshine, and the melancholy mood evaporated.

Han Fei stared earnestly at Ying Zheng's black glazed eyes, "Your Majesty, can you trust Han Fei?"

Ying Zheng slowly raised the corners of his mouth and answered him, "Of course this king can trust you."

"King Jin and I only met a few times. When he was in Sanghai in the early years, he visited the teacher, and I naturally met him. When we were together, we just discussed the Tao, and other things..."

"Sir, you don't need to be like this. This king said, I can trust you!" Ying Zheng interrupted Han Fei, "Sir, there is no need to explain."

Han Fei understood Ying Zheng's meaning, "This excellent Hantan Xiangweijiang City is rare, so don't waste it. Didn't the prince say that he will drink with Han Fei in the future?"

"Ying Zheng should accompany you." Ying Zhenglang said with a smile.

Han Fei weighed several jars of Hantan incense lightly, and picked up a small jar. The exquisite patterns of the wine jar were like flowers and clouds, and he served two glasses for himself and Ying Zhengman. He smiled and said, "My lord, please."

After clinking glasses with him, Ying Zheng raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.The two talked about the world, from the thoughts of the sages to the poems and songs, from the past to the present, and the wine, one glass after another, seemed to have endless things to say.

Han Fei's eyes reflected a little bit of fire, but his eyes were like crystals, warm but cold, mysterious and sinful.Tempting people to explore the depths.How can you enjoy the best scenery without climbing the cliff? Han Fei is like a rose growing on the cliff, dazzling, dazzling, and dangerous enough.This kind of danger is more like a kind of temptation, or a kind of temptation, a little carelessness can be fatal, but Ying Zheng can't refuse such a temptation.To get the heart of such a person is better than a great victory on the battlefield.

Staring at his eyes, I suddenly remembered the same way I looked at his eyes in Xiaozhu in the middle of the lake that day. They were as deep as the sea, and I unknowingly drew myself into them, willing to sink.

How did I provoke you?

Ying Zheng asked himself more than once, maybe Han Fei was his first and only waywardness.Slightly drunk from the warm wine, Ying Zheng raised his hand, touched the soft cheek of the person opposite him, and stroked it lightly. It was white and slightly flushed, like a plum blossom blooming in the ice and snow, "Has anyone ever said that you are really very sweet?" Beautiful." The deep voice was like a gust of night wind blowing across the lake.

You are so beautiful that only death is worthy of you, but you are afraid that you will be intercepted by it...

Hearing what he said, Han Fei chuckled twice, his eyes blurred, "No matter how beautiful the skin is, it will be a piece of loess after many years. The world is impermanent, so what is the same?"

Ying Zheng looked at him seriously, with far-reaching eyes, and after a while, he said, "Are you drunk, sir?" After speaking, Ying Zheng stood up, walked to Han Fei, and hugged the limp man.

Gently put him on the bed, pulled the brocade quilt to cover him tightly.In the thick night, she looked at him quietly for a while, bent down, kissed his soft lips, and put down the bed curtain before leaving.

Hearing that Ying Zheng had gone far away, the person who had fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, which were clear and deep, without a trace of the confusion of a drunk person.Cold fingers caressed her lips, Yingzheng, oh Yingzheng, what is love?what is hate

Sitting up from the bed, he took out the wine cork of Hantanxiang, opened the small mechanism accurately, and took out the secret letter inside.Taking advantage of the moonlight outside the window, Han Fei quickly glanced at the content. He knew the contents clearly, and threw the secret letter and wine cork into the charcoal stove. He didn't go to bed until he saw the flames completely engulfing the things.