The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

The sky had just been polished, and a pale white figure appeared in the clearing covered with thick snow, neither approaching Shaodong nor leaving.

Just quietly looking at Shao Dong, who was half leaning against the wall, with a correct posture.The night's wind and snow had surrounded Shaodong in a small corner, and there were drops of water on his brows and eyelashes, which should have been melted by ice and snow.

There is also a thick layer of white snow on the brazier, where there is still heat, luckily Ji Li brought a lot of animal skin mattresses, otherwise Shao Dong would probably be the same as when we met at the beginning of the year, the whole person was lying in the snowdrift, raised It took several years to raise...

Speaking of the first encounter, Zhu Hen has almost forgotten the scene of the encounter when he was a child, leaving only a vague impression. It seems that it was the same as now, it was a freezing morning after the heavy snow, and even breathing would numb his mouth.

I can't remember exactly what Shaodong looked like lying in the snow in women's clothing, the only thing I can remember clearly is Shaodong's eyes as if the ice and snow are gradually melting and his icy demeanor, instantly astonishing.

I always thought that Zhu Qingchang was the most beautiful, but I have never seen a young lady who is as clear as Shaodong and made of snow.

Even when I think about it now, my heart still throbs.

The winter sun always comes slowly and leisurely, and when the morning sun and the night are completely blended together, Zhu Hen's eyes looking at Shao Dong suddenly become a little dazed.The cold light on the snow reflected the radiance of the rising sun, which actually made the man in front of him feel immortal.

Such a good appearance is indeed hard to find in the world, but it is a black heart, or a sesame stuffing.

Zhu Hen knew very well that besides his staff, there was actually no one around him.These people are good at speaking, but they are really not as good as Zhu Qing's group of skilled craftsmen.At the very least, a skilled craftsman does not have the arrogance of a literati, and those who can do it wherever they want do not know it.

He never said what happened to the imperial mausoleum before he went to the imperial court that night.Even if someone guessed that he had an affair with Shaodong, he didn't reveal that Old General Gu had long belonged to Shaodong, and there was no hope of returning to military power without thinking about it.

If these people found out, there would only be three actions, none of which would be a consequence he could bear.

One is to insist on seeking wealth and insurance. In case of accidents, everyone will die together with Xiao Zhuang Zhuang.The second is that they turned against Shaodong just like General Gu, sold him out and made atonement, but he and Xiao Zhuangzhuang lost their lives.The third is internal division. Some people betrayed, some ran for their lives, and some went to assassinate Shao Dong. He and Xiao Zhuangzhuang might die in chaos.

So, even if Shao Dong didn't say those words, he was already thinking about how to take Xiao Zhuang Zhuang out of the palace safely.Suffering from the fact that there are people available around you, but you dare not use them.

He was thinking quietly, when Shaodong moved his legs suddenly, without opening his eyes, he yelled "Leng" vaguely, then muttered the word "Ahhen" and pulled the animal skin mattress beside him, hugged him tightly and turned over tightly Only when there was no movement.

Following Shaodong's hug and pressure, Zhu Hen's brain twitched, he clenched his fists in pain, took a deep breath, and took another big breath of air-conditioning laced with snow, before pressing down and beating again A meal of Shaodong's tyranny.

It wasn't until Ji Li came running with the dragon robe he was wearing in his arms and called out to Shaodong that he looked at Shang Shaodong calmly.

Shao Dongku sat all night and thought a lot, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep until dawn.Heart tired and body tired, just fell asleep like this.

Opening his eyes, he could actually see Zhu Hen, his eyes were amazingly bright, and he grinned at Zhu Hen while speeding up changing clothes.

He just smirked, and didn't ask Zhu Hen what he was thinking. After getting dressed, he rubbed his hands together desperately. After rubbing for a long time, he dared to pull Zhu Hen.

Zhu Hen's hands were as cold as last time, Shao Dong frowned, put the hand stove that Benjili handed him into Zhu Hen's hands, gathered his cloak and said distressedly: "Why did you come out like this, let's go , go back to the house first."

Seeing that Zhu Hen lowered his head and let him drag him back to the house without saying a word, Shao Dong was ecstatic in his heart, couldn't help but put his arms around Zhu Hen, pouted and pecked.Sweetly, the gloom covering his face was swept away, and he winked at Ji Li with joy, telling Ji Li to come back later.

When he retracted his gaze, he suddenly froze and landed on the snow where Zhu Hen was standing.There was a pair of footprints that were so deep that even the edges turned into snow water, and then condensed again, turning into ice balls.

How long has Zhu Hen been standing there looking at him?

Shao Dong held Zhu Hen's hand tightly, and looked into his eyes burningly.Seeing that his eyes were calm and emotionless, they tightened each other's hands and gave an ugly smile, "You should go in by yourself, I'm going to court, and I will come to see you later, can I have a meal?"

Zhu Hen said nothing, slowly withdrew his hand, and continued to walk in.

Shaodong stood for a while, feeling extremely flustered, so he bit the bullet and walked away quickly.

He knew that everything he did was extremely brazen, even shameless.But already at this point, there is no other choice... Back then, he would rather betray Zhu Hen than become emperor. At first, he thought it was just for hatred, for the family, and revenge was the goal.

Now that I think about it carefully, maybe I have fallen into the intention of giving by Zhu Hen.Knowing that one day his identity and gender would be exposed, he couldn't imagine how Zhu Hen, who was only one step away from ascending to the sky, would withdraw his feelings, and how he would be kicked out of the palace.

Since then, he has fallen into the dust, and has never had any chance to get close to Zhu Hen who is already at the peak...

Behavior is the direct expression of thoughts, and after a thorough investigation, it turned out that he had been afraid of losing his marks since early on.

But why is it so stupid to choose the most unacceptable method for Zhu Hen to protect his emotions?

Shaodong sat on the dragon chair expressionlessly, listening to the chatter of the courtiers, the bone-chilling coldness of sleeping in the snow waiting to die once again swept through his body.