Brother Donggong

Suddenly, there was a clang, the sound of a wine glass hitting the table.

Wen Zhan let go of his finger holding the wine glass, and he leaned towards the back of the chair next to him. The cuffs embroidered with golden threads and dragons covered his fingers, and there seemed to be a little wine on them, as if his fingers trembled and spilled the wine just now. He pursed his lips, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yulan glanced at him and forced a smile, but he said to me, "Brother Dahuang's homework is getting better and better. Maybe it's because the crown prince supervises his homework so hard. In the past few months, I always see you Brother Huang came and went to the East Palace, presumably to study."

Has my younger brother eaten chili today?How come every sentence is hot and thorny?I am a kind person, stupid, with poor writing skills and poor eloquence. I always lose a lot when arguing with others. Chu Qiangsheng blocks me every time. It is cucumber.

How did they bully me, an honest person?

Eh.

I pulled up a chair, sat across from him kindly, smiled like a sunny flower, and said kindly, "Where, where, it's just that I have nothing to do in recent years, and I want to invite a Mr. Me, but you also know that I’m poor, and I’m not willing to spend money to hire a gentleman, so I thought that anyway, there are bachelor’s servants in the East Palace, who have the salary from the imperial court, and I don’t need to spend money to support them, so I borrowed it to use it. Use. Don’t tell me, I’ve really read a few books in the past few months. I’ve finished reading all the “Three Character Classics” and “Hundred Family Surnames”, and I’m about to go to “Thousand Character Classics”. Hey, but wait for the reader The bachelor said that I read late and I am stupid, no matter how much I read, it is only a few words that must be recognized, and I don’t want to open my eyes.”

Yu Lan said, "Brother Emperor is too humble."

I quickly said, "Where, where. Hey, by the way, third brother, did you see that Du Xiaoge is getting old today? I heard that he married another concubine. I also heard that his concubine just turned fifteen this year. It's a good age, but Du Xiaoge is almost sixty. Take care of your body and don't damage your body because of this. Father is a cultivator, and Taoism is the most important thing about cherishing blessings and health. He is not very old. I like other people to marry some young girls who are in the [-]th or [-]th year as concubines. If the emperor knows about this, he will probably be angry and read a few more chapters of the scriptures. Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’m not coaxing you , this is true!"

Yulan looked at me, the three-point impatience in her eyes turned into seven-point.

He drank tea quietly with a teacup, elegantly like a prince and grandson who had fallen into the willow alley of Huajie.Then, Mr. Du Xiaoge from the Chuihua Gate slowly walked over. The third child seemed to want him to talk about something, maybe he wanted to tell him to do something serious, and stop messing around at home all day marrying a concubine and having a son, so he left.

Wen Zhan kept looking at me without speaking, I stared at him, and then he looked at me as if he was going to be annoyed, so he smiled softly, his eyes full of spring.

I asked him, "What's wrong with you today, just laughing and not talking."

He lowered his head and poured me a glass of wine. I grabbed his hand and couldn't help being startled. His palm was hot and dry, as if a fire was burning.

I quickly asked, "Are you sick?"

Having said that, it seems natural

I put my forehead close to his forehead, sure enough, it was hot.

he is sick!

"Drinking while you're sick? You really hate it. Why did you get sick? When did you get sick? Did Xuanlin Imperial Physician give you a prescription? Did you take any medicine? What kind of medicine did you take? Did you feel better?..."

When I was in a hurry, I asked a series of questions like a cannonball, but Wen Zhan still didn't speak, he just laughed.

"Chengyi..."

"Eh?"

I snatched the wine glass from his hand, put it aside, brought him a cup of tea, and stuffed it into his hand.

Wen Zhan still smiled, holding the bowl of tea in both hands like Old Cui holding a basket of gold.

I suddenly remembered that this winter he was so seriously ill, but I didn't know it at all, and it's the same this time.So he immediately excused himself, "I said, Wen Zhan, well, this time it's really not my fault. I also want to know how you are, but the East Palace has its own rules, so I can't secretly inquire about the East Palace behind your back... "

He still doesn't speak.

I sighed and gritted my teeth, "Okay, big deal, I will secretly give Liu Ya some benefits in the future and ask him to secretly tell me something about you. In this way, if you get sick in the future, even if you don't want outsiders to know, I will Know."

"Chengyi..."

He just called my name again.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Wen Zhan lowered his head, I could only see the dazzling crown on his head.

It is so dazzling that it seems to cover everything around it.His hair, his forehead, his downcast eyes, or the slightly curved corners of his mouth were all blurred.

"Chengyi...why did you say something like 'killing the king with a subject' to the third child?"

I tilted my head and said in confusion, "Do you still need to ask? It's very clear! You are the prince now, and you will be the emperor in the future. Whether the third child likes you or not, you are the prince conferred by the father and the emperor. It's settled. Before the emperor has any new orders, you will be our heir. He shouldn't think about the position of the East Palace anymore. If you still have delusions, it's arrogance. I know he wants to chop you into a stuffed bun with cabbage Eat, that's wrong!"

"Chengyi..."

"What's the matter, you are so strange today, why do you always call me by my name?"

"Chengyi...so silly."

I was very unconvinced and wanted to refute him, but when I saw his eyes, I was stunned.

Wen Zhan was looking at Yu Lan.

He looked at Yulan smiling, watching Yulan talking, watching Yulan put on an elegant but secretly arrogant posture, and also watched Yulan turn sideways slightly, as if secretly looking at him.

They are like a pair of enemies made in heaven.

Like the fox and the hunter, the fish and the angler, the bird and the hawk.

Wen Zhan was looking at Yu Lan, but Yu Lan's shadow seemed to have been submerged in his eyes. His eyes were dark and dark, like the water in the red lotus pond in the Forbidden Palace of Yongjing. It was extremely black, covering everything .

Behind him are [-] armored Tiqi, each of them is expressionless, standing upright like wooden and clay sculptures, like those stone sculptures in the imperial tombs outside the city that have been standing for thousands of years, but faintly revealing that they cannot fade over the years. murderous.

I have an illusion.

It seems that the long swords in those people's hands are hanging on the tip of Wen Zhan's tongue. As long as he utters a soft but sharp word - kill, the people in front of me, even myself, will instantly bleed and disappear!

The East Palace is Wen Zhan's East Palace.

Only his people can hold sharp weapons, and only he can hold the wealth and lives of these people.

Wen Zhan rubbed my wrist softly and delicately in his hand, the slight tingling feeling concealed a trace of coldness.

"Chengyi..."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me to be the prince?"

"..."

this……

I had never thought about this before, and I froze again.

But he didn't seem to want to know my answer, and he said slowly, "Whether you like me to be the crown prince or not, but the emperor has already ordered me to be the crown prince, so you accept it. You never seem to think about it. You want to pull me down from the throne of the Eastern Palace and replace it yourself."

I thought to myself, that's because I have self-knowledge, I don't have the ability to ascend to the throne.

"Whether you hate me or forgive me, you still regard me as your crown prince."

His words sounded like murmurs.

Wen Zhan added, "If someone else does this like you, I will be very happy, and even think it is the result of God's blessing, but... that person is you, you do this, I feel like my heart has been gouged out One piece, the pain is suffocating."

"Chengyi."

Wen Zhan's fingers grabbed my wrist, as if he wanted to embed his fingers on my body and never separate them.

"Half of Da Zheng's throne belongs to you."

"so……"

"Give me your heart."