Lord Shoufu, your wife has escaped!

Li Hongyuan was driven out of the door by the Taifu.

It was still raining, and the Taifu didn't dare to hurt him, so he just let him kneel under the porch.

But Fengzi was miserable at the beginning, holding his wooden sword high and kneeling in the rain, his whole body was soaked.

The rain in late autumn was still very cold, and his lips were blue from the cold, trembling uncontrollably.

Li Hongyuan looked a little sorry, lowered his voice and shouted: "Hey, you go and apologize to the Taifu, won't everything be fine?"

"You don't have to worry about it, Prince." Feng Zichu resisted the desire to chatter, and said coldly, "If you want to admit your mistakes, you must admit your mistakes."

Li Hongyuan is the crown prince of Daxing, except for his father and the grand tutor, whoever dares to disobey him in the palace, even if he is at fault, they are also persuading him nicely, how can Feng Zichu be so disrespectful?

From the very beginning, he didn't like this accompanying student, and kept a cold face all day long, as if someone owed him money.

Li Hongyuan just ordered him to get an inkstone, but he just stared, as if he had been insulted by the sky, but refused.

As soon as Li Hongyuan got angry, he had a fight with him, but the Taifu was alarmed, and he was punished.

No matter how you think about it, it's Feng Zichu's fault, why should he bow his head?

The more Li Hongyuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he decided to make it clear to his father tomorrow that he didn't want this companion to read.

With the door closed, Li Hongyuan knelt listlessly and yawned involuntarily. He was bored and wanted to find some topics to chat with Feng Zichu to pass the time.

However, when he raised his head, he realized that Feng Zichu's expression was very strange, it was as pale as a dead person.

"Hey, Feng Zichu, hello!"

The autumn rain was drizzling, the young man's face was full of cold rain, he insisted on gritting his teeth and not speaking, but his eyes were a little loose from time to time, as if he didn't hear him at all.

Li Hongyuan's heart suddenly became involved.

A voice said that he didn't look well, please help.

Another voice said, so what, he wanted to be brave, so who can blame him?

The rain was still falling, and when a gust of wind blew, Li Hongyuan shivered even kneeling in the porch. One could imagine how cold Fengzi was kneeling in the rain.

That's all, he is a prince, he has a big heart to tolerate the common people in the world, can't the little Feng Zichu forgive?

Li Hongyuan finally got up, walked up to Feng Zichu and gave him a hand, "Hey, get up."

He just pulled it casually, who knew that the young man's body was so weak that he immediately fell down, Li Hongyuan was shocked, he quickly called the eunuchs nearby to help him, and carried him to the side hall.

"No, Grand Tutor..." Feng Zichu's voice was soft and weak that he had never heard before.

Li Hongyuan was speechless for a while.

It's all like this and you still think about being punished. Are you sick?

Apparently Feng Zichu didn't feel that he was sick, and even struggled to go back, obeying the rules to an outrageous degree.

"Don't move!" Li Hongyuan felt that the person on his body almost slipped to the ground, and quickly raised his voice, "I'll go and tell the Taifu, don't move!"

Only then did Feng Zichu become quiet.

After finally reaching the side hall and throwing him on the couch, Li Hongyuan asked someone to bring charcoal fire and dry clothes, while stripping off his wet clothes, he couldn't help but slander.

After returning to the general of the Feng family, why is it that such a dish can't be done with just a little rain?

However, after stripping off his clothes, Li Hongyuan was completely speechless.

The young man's white and flexible body has strong muscles, but it is covered with many scars, and the scabs are still very shallow. It is obvious that he has been beaten in the past few days.

There were dark clouds outside and the light was not good. The candlelight blown by the wind reflected the boy's frowning brows and his red cheeks.

Although Li Hongyuan was pampered, he was not a bad boy. Seeing him in such a miserable state, he immediately regretted it. He felt that there was a reason why Feng Zichu didn't help him carry the inkstone. It must be too painful to move.

"I'm sorry, I caused you to be punished," Li Hongyuan muttered, "But I also helped you, so don't blame me... Who told you not to say anything?"

While muttering in a low voice, he ordered people to call the imperial physician, after prescribing medicine, he also asked people to call Feng Zichu's family to come and pick him up.

The medicine was boiling, and Feng Zichu's family hadn't arrived yet, so the back hall became quiet.

Li Hongyuan was a little bored, lying on the bedside by the candlelight, his gaze involuntarily focused on the boy's face.

He was sleeping soundly, with long eyelashes resting quietly on his eyelids, his skin was smooth and soft, his nose was straight, and his pale lips were slightly thin, like two pear blossoms.

If he is awake, those long and narrow red phoenix eyes are more beautiful, and between the eyes, consciously or unconsciously, there is an astonishing obsession.

Li Hongyuan's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, just like when he saw him for the first time, his whole mind was absorbed by those eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Zichu moved, Li Hongyuan was so startled that he almost jumped up, and quickly looked away.

"I-I-I...I didn't look at you...what are you doing?"

Fengzi didn't wake up at the beginning, he instinctively grabbed the people around him, frowned, and murmured: "Mother, mother..."

"Who is your mother?" Li Hongyuan retorted in a low voice, and felt that he was so pitiful, so he couldn't help but patted his head, "Hey, sleep well."

Feng Zichu was always restless, Li Hongyuan didn't know how to comfort him, he hurriedly climbed onto the bed, hugged him and patted his back.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was hugged by Feng Zichu forcefully, and his head went straight into his arms.

Li Hongyuan froze, his head was a mess, his arms were open, he didn't even dare to touch him, his face was already blushing.

Feng Zi didn't know what he had dreamed at the beginning, but tears gradually flashed from the corners of his eyes, and he shouted vaguely: "Cousin, don't go, cousin..."

cousin?

For a moment, Li Hongyuan didn't know which cousin he was calling, and subconsciously said, "I'm here, don't worry, I won't leave."

As if comforted by these words, Feng Zichu's strength in holding him gradually relaxed, and he fell asleep peacefully.

Li Hongyuan hugged him for a moment, a trace of joy and pride suddenly overflowed in his heart.

Tomorrow, I have to tell him that the prince put him to sleep regardless of the past.

Moreover, it was coaxed very well.

He didn't believe it, so Feng Zichu still had the nerve to quarrel with him.

Li Hongyuan hugged him triumphantly, and didn't get up until the eunuch came in and said that it was Feng Zichu's family.

The tall and handsome man came in, nodded to Li Hongyuan as a salute, and then hugged Feng Zichu by the waist.

Feng Zichu was awakened by such a big movement, opened his eyes, saw his face, and couldn't help muttering: "Cousin..."

"Good boy, go to sleep," the man gently put the cloak on him, "Let's go home."

Sure enough, Feng Zichu nodded obediently, and snuggled into the man's arms.

Li Hong wished for their backs, somehow, the joy just now dissipated completely.

So it wasn't because he coaxed him well, Li Hongyuan thought blankly, it was because Feng Zichu regarded him as his cousin.