Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

The cold wind from the north also swept across the imperial city, covering the blossoming capital with a layer of snow-colored gauze.The sky is only slightly bright, and everything is still sleeping.Concubine Shu Han Qin was dressed in plain white pajamas, and strolled in the empty courtyard. If it wasn't for the moment of ice and snow, she would have walked leisurely in the courtyard as if she were on a spring outing.

Han Qin stands under the red plum sunken at dawn, looking up, the petals are delicate and beautiful, planted gracefully in the ice and snow, the color of the flower clusters is gradually rendered in the distance, the crown of the tree is clustered in clusters, and the overlapping shadows of the flowers are in harmony with the trees. The face that is more colorful than peach blossoms is reflected in each other.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" An Ruo, a confidant maid, was a little surprised, and walked towards Han Qin respectfully, looking at her thin pajamas, she was faintly worried, "My Lady, be careful to freeze your body."

"I'm not cold." Han Qin stared at the red plums in full bloom in front of him with great interest, and gently stroked the slender catkins.

Seeing Han Qin's pensive look, An Ruo asked, "What is your empress thinking?"

"I'm thinking about Han Fei." He said casually, sighing softly, "This child really doesn't let me worry." The peach blossom eyes similar to Han Fei reflected the shadow of Han Mei.

"I think Mr. Fei might have been naughty for a while, so I can't think about it. I heard that Mr. Fei is doing well in Weijiang City." An Ruo stood behind her and said comfortingly.

"It's good?" Han Qin sneered, and said in a quiet tone, "It's good to have the one you love is close by." While speaking, he reached out and picked off a branch of plum blossom, which was like blood, with an awe-inspiring demeanor.Han Qin caressed its small petals, and the blood-red Samuume lay obediently in her fair-skinned hands.

Hearing this, An Ruo was a little worried. Although she didn't have much contact with Han Fei on weekdays, she had grown up with Han Fei, so she still had some affection after all.That day, Han Fei entered the palace alone without telling everyone, had a big fight with Concubine Shu, and then ran away with Ying Zheng, all of which caught him off guard.

"Ma'am, do you think Fei Gongzi really fell in love with the Seventh Prince? If this continues, Fei Gongzi will really help him?" An Ruo was really disturbed at the thought that Han Fei was with a wolf-hearted person. .

"Don't worry, when he sees Ying Zheng clearly, he will come back by himself." Han Qin's tone was firm, and then he continued, his tone was even colder, "He thought he would get nothing in return for abandoning his family and his future! "

Looking at Han Qin's determined appearance, he seemed to have taken a reassurance, "That's good." His tone changed, and he said: "In my servant's opinion, His Royal Highness is just a whim, greedy for beauty, and the young master is extremely smart. Can't you see it?"

Han Qin naturally heard the displeasure in An Ruo's tone, but she was concerned about other things, "Fei'er, is she good-looking?" Divided into warm colors.

"Young master is like a damsel, they are both like peach blossoms!" An Ruo smiled, she was not lying, both mother and son had a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes, and the movement of the eyes was full of aura and beauty. .With such beauty, it's no wonder that everyone surnamed Ying was fascinated.

"People are like peach blossoms?" In an instant, the warmth that had been tainted before disappeared, and the fingers squeezed a cold plum in his hand, "I look at him, he looks very much like this cold plum, they are all the same Stubborn temper!" His tone was like a cold poisonous snake, creeping into An Ruo's ears.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. This servant is talking too fast." After serving for so many years, she still accidentally offended Han Qin. An Ruo lowered her head and scolded herself for being as stupid as a pig, and felt a little hairy.Still following her words, "The servant believes that the young master will definitely return from his mistakes."

Han Qin smiled indifferently, took a closer look at the Samuume in his hand, and said slowly: "You are right. Feelings are just like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. Once you touch it, it will shatter." .”

The heart she had been holding on for a long time finally fell back into her heart. Before An Ruo had time to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard an emotionless reprimand from in front of her, "It's almost dawn, why didn't you hear Yue'er practicing martial arts! "

Hearing this icy voice, An Ruo didn't dare to look at her face even more, so she had to say with difficulty: "Perhaps the little eunuch forgot to wake His Highness up, and the maidservant will go right away!" After finishing speaking, she was about to leave and call Yingyue woke up, but was stopped by Han Qin.

Han Qin said lightly: "The little eunuch and Yue'er's martial artist are both given death. I don't need such a negligent person!"

An Ruo's back shivered when she heard this, and she took the order, and hurried to Ying Yue's palace.

The sound of footsteps, within hearing distance, is getting farther and farther away.Han Qin turned around and went back to the bedroom, his thoughts were a little out of his control, and he drifted to a place far, far away.When you love someone, you give that person a sword that can hurt you, and you can never hate him.

At least as long as you love him...

Ying Hao was in his mansion, standing on the shooting range in the backyard, drawing his bow and shooting arrows one after another, aiming, and muttering at the same time, "Hey, boring—" imitating an actor's singing, deliberately elongating his voice , Shouting loudly, Mo Yi, the subordinate who stood aside, blocked his ears uncomfortably, and took a big step away calmly. This was already the countless times he sighed.

Ying Hao's sharp eyes and ears naturally noticed his movements, his handsome face was full of dissatisfaction, "Hey! Why are you so far away from me?"

Mo Yi's handsome face showed a little "disgust", "If the prince is bored, go out for a stroll, so as not to let you howl here! This makes my subordinates want to throw up!"

When Ying Hao heard this, he was so angry that he almost couldn't get up. He pointed at Mo Yi with a look of displeasure on his face, "You brat, how dare you despise my singing! I raised you to solve my problems, and I think I'm not enough!" Block it!"

I don't know who spread the rumor that he bought out of Cup Mo Ting, but in the end, everyone who wanted to curry favor with him went to Cup Mo Ting to buy wine, and the wine delivery almost broke the threshold.Somehow, the news reached the ears of the emperor. The day before yesterday, he was announced to the palace by the emperor, and he was scolded.This subordinate not only refused to comfort them, but also "ridiculed" in every possible way, as expected, he was too kind to them on weekdays!

"My lord is a nobleman, why is he full of vulgar words!" In Mo Yi's eyes, the "pretend to be disgusted" turned into real disgust.

"I just like it! What's the matter?" Knowing that Mo Yi was joking, Ying Hao also got angry.

Mo Yi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and sat down, "My lord, who do you think is a rumor about this?"

Seeing that he got serious, he stopped messing around with Mo Yi, and said seriously: "Who else can gossip, it must be Concubine Lin, who has been staring at me since I returned to Beijing."

Mo Yi took out two cups, poured two cups of hot tea for Ying Hao and himself, and muttered, "I told you not to provoke the Seventh Prince, but you still don't believe it! Now you have played yourself into it." Bar."

"This king just wants to make things difficult for him, so let's say hello." Ying Hao rubbed his fingers over a good celadon teacup, "I've known Han Fei for so long, and I wanted to win him over, but I didn't want to. Zheng'er came first." Immediately, he howled again, "Depressed——"

Mo Yi blocked his ears again in distress, and refused to listen to his persuasion, so he could only wait for him to finish howling before continuing, "The Seventh Prince might have ulterior motives in wooing Mr. Fei."

"Zheng'er has always loved talents, and is very good at military affairs. He is humble and polite, and he can advance and retreat without fighting. It's strange that he appreciates Han Fei's talent."

Mo Yi was stunned when he heard this, and almost sprayed Ying Hao's face with a sip of tea, "How can you tell that Ying Zheng is humble and polite, neither fighting nor grabbing?" He is the most difficult to deal with among the Emperor's princes.

Ying Hao sipped his tea and said, "Don't worry, Zheng'er will only be a prince in this life."

"A prince with a heavy hand?" Mo Yi looked directly at him. A prince with such a heavy hand would not make people feel at ease anywhere.

"I understand what you mean. If he lives in peace, he will naturally enjoy the dignity of the prince." Ying Hao's gaze became a little indifferent. "If he is not in peace, the emperor will make his own decision. Right now, this land cannot be separated from him." .”

When Mo Yi heard his answer, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground. Anyway, His Majesty will never abandon the prince no matter what.However, "By the way, did you reply to the secret letter you sent to Feigongzi last time?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when this matter was brought up, Ying Hao's face became more and more stinky, he glanced at Mo Yi lightly, took out a letter from his arms, and motioned Mo Yi to open it, "I just received it yesterday. "

"Playing with fire?" Mo Yi looked at the big characters on the letter suspiciously, and suddenly realized, "Could it be that Mr. Han Fei sent a letter to Concubine Lin to know?"

Ying Hao smiled wryly and shook his head, "He just came to laugh at me. It's just a small fight, it's harmless. If he really wants to pull me off the horse, I'm afraid there will be no such person as Ying Hao in the world."

Although the scenery of Liuyue Tower was beautiful, the consequence of watching the moon against the cold wind was that Han Fei had a fever.The illness came like a mountain, and besides, he was not in good health. When he came back that night, Ying Zheng found that his face was flushed abnormally. He immediately called a doctor for an examination. As expected, he had caught a cold.

After resting for a whole day, I felt refreshed, so I sat up from the bed, put on a thick coat casually, leaned on the bed rail, raised my hand and rubbed my temples, I felt that my whole head was shaking after sleeping too much. is groggy.

Ying Zheng pushed open the door and walked in, walking lightly. There was still a faint smell of incense in the room, like orchids and plums.Han Fei was lazily leaning against the bed, his flushed cheeks and lips looked like ice and snow red plums, and his beautiful face was breathtaking.

He had heard his movements a long time ago, and when Ying Zheng approached, he slipped into his arms, his firm chest was filled with warmth.

Ying Zheng hugged him, seeing that he was still so lethargic, he lowered his head, pressed against his forehead, and said softly, "It doesn't feel hot anymore."

Han Fei leaned against his chest and rubbed it lazily, "I've had a rest all night, and I'm ready."

Seeing Han Fei acting like a kitten, Ying Zheng smiled lowly, stroked his hair as long as seaweed, "Drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Han Fei lazily raised his eyelids, his eyes sparkling, and then he noticed that Ying Zheng was here to deliver medicine.Looking at the black liquid in the medicine bowl, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he turned his head away in discomfort.

Seeing the medicine bowl getting closer and closer to him, Han Fei simply buried his head in Ying Zheng's arms. No matter how many times he drank it, he just didn't like the smell of medicine!

"Drink the medicine first." Ying Zheng felt as if he was coaxing his son.

Han Fei plunged into Ying Zheng's arms, no matter what he said, he just didn't raise his head, hid his mouth and nose in his arms, and said muffledly, "I'm almost healed."

Ying Zheng looked at him with a funny face, "I know that my husband is afraid of suffering, and I assure you that this bowl of medicine is not bitter at all."

"Really?"

Han Fei looked suspiciously at the dark medicine, sniffed the smell, as if it really wasn't as bitter as the previous gift, hesitated again and again, and still drank the medicine with his head up.

This medicine is really bitter and sweet, but the sweetness is just right to neutralize the sourness and bitterness of the medicine, which is within the range I can accept. "Did the lord add honey to it?" He reached out and took Ying Zheng's hand Here comes the tea.

"The king asked Fusu's nanny for some Baihua nectar that Fusu used to drink medicine. She said that children would not take medicine, and this method is the best." Ying Zheng looked at him playfully, his thin lips raised, "Not wanting to do the same with Mister."

Han Fei's head, which was still a little drowsy, was completely awake when he heard this. He pulled it out of Ying Zheng's arms, and glanced at him lightly, "So, the person I should thank is Fusu."

"It's the same for King Xie Ben!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Fei felt the man's arms hugging his body and the suffocating deep kiss. He raised his hand to hook Ying Zheng's neck, and his lips and teeth touched, tender and lingering.