Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

The people in the lobby turned their faces, and Ming Heng couldn't help shouting joyfully from the familiar face: "Han Huan!"

He Hanhuan also showed surprise, and hurriedly stood up: "Young Master Ming, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here again."

Mingheng was very satisfied with He Hanhuan's appellation for him, the smile on his face deepened, he walked down the stairs quickly, and asked pleasantly, "Why did you come to Jin County? When did you come?"

"I just arrived yesterday," He Hanhuan looked at the two people behind Mingheng again, mainly looking at Lu Fangzhi.

Ming Heng hurriedly introduced to him: "This is Lu Fangzhi. Qingfeng, I met that day at Jinghe Garden. They were specially sent by my family to protect me."

Mingheng's status is unusual, since he is a member of the Imperial Palace, He Hanhuan didn't ask any further questions, and after greeting the two of them, he talked back to Mingheng: "Young Master Ming is ready to eat? If you don't mind, you can have a meal with Hanhuan." Let’s go, I’ve just started eating too.”

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it," Ming Heng was not polite, and sat down on He Hanhuan's left side as soon as he lifted his robe, and then called Lu Fangzhi and Qing Feng to also take their seats, and then called Xiao Er to order the dishes they had ordered earlier. All brought to this table.

He Hanhuan himself also ordered a lot of dishes, and Mingheng and the others also ordered a lot of food, and the whole table was filled to the brim.

He Hanhuan poured a glass of wine for Ming Heng: "Why did Mr. Ming come to Jin County?"

Mingheng was immersed in the joy of meeting an acquaintance, so he didn't pay attention, picked up the wine glass and lightly touched He Hanhuan, then raised his head and drank it, and explained casually: "Come here to deal with some private matters, how about you, Hanhuan?"

"I'll also handle some personal matters." He Hanhuan's answer was also ambiguous.

The two ate and chatted in a harmonious and pleasant atmosphere, and Qing Feng and Lu Fangzhi also kept their heads down while eating, pretending not to hear.

After chatting for a while, Mingheng asked casually: "Then where are you going next?"

Seeing that he couldn't stop drinking one cup after another, Qing Feng, who was acting as a man of air, couldn't help but kicked him lightly under the table.

"Why did you kick me?" Ming Heng was completely out of the situation, unconscious.

"..." Qing Feng hesitated in his heart, and he couldn't speak too bluntly to embarrass his master, so he glanced at the wine glass vaguely, and reminded in a low voice, "Young master, we still have to hurry."

At this time, He Hanhuan also said at the right time: "Since we have to hurry, let's drink less wine." After speaking, he took the hip flask to the right where Ming Heng couldn't reach it.

However, it was too late, and everyone watched Ming Heng stare blankly at everyone without saying a word, then rolled his eyes and lay down on the table.

The other three: "..."

"Is he drunk?" He Hanhuan asked uncertainly.The speed at which he fell was not like drinking, but more like being drugged.

Among the three people present, Qing Feng was the closest to Ming Heng, and couldn't help but feel ashamed for his master, and sighed with his hands on his forehead, relying on Ming Heng not hearing anything now, he murmured in a low voice: "It's better to drink..."

He Hanhuan also couldn't laugh or cry: "Your son is like this now, it seems that he won't be able to make it for a while."

The wine in the Northwest is strong, Ming Heng has a bad capacity for alcohol in the first place, he probably won't be able to wake up after being drunk for a whole day and night, so everyone had no choice but to stay in Jin County for another day.

Because Mingheng was drunk, Qing Feng and Lu Fangzhi didn't continue to eat, and took Mingheng back to the house after apologizing with He Hanhuan.

He Hanhuan didn't leave together, and continued to drink slowly while sitting by himself.The Persian proprietress brought up a jug of hot wine, and asked with a smile as she poured the wine, "Master, does our sword horse wine in the northwest still suit your taste?"

He Hanhuan raised his head and gulped it down, nodded and said with a light smile, "Very good."

The Persian proprietress laughed even more happily when she heard this, and enthusiastically poured a second cup, which He Hanhuan also drank.The Persian proprietress simply sat down and poured wine for him, while chatting with him: "Isn't the young master from the Central Plains?"

He Hanhuan glanced at her, and asked quietly: "Why do you ask that? Could it be that my face doesn't look like a Central Plains person?"

"It's like but it's not like," the landlady put her hands on the table, her body was slightly forward, revealing the white flowers on her chest. She let out a coquettish smile, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "Just look at the young master's face." They are indeed from the Central Plains, but these eyes are not from the Central Plains.”

"Oh?" He Hanhuan became interested, "How do you say that?"

"I have lived here for more than 20 years, and what I see the most are all kinds of pedestrians, and I have never lost my eyes." The proprietress said after boasting, "The eyes of people in the Central Plains are gentle and watery. After all, kindness makes money. , then a pair of eyes can easily shorten the distance with strangers. But the young master’s eyes are extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than our Persian women’s, but beautiful is also dangerous. It’s as if the eyes will be gouged out after one glance. The son’s eyes always remind me of an animal.”

The proprietress's comments were not particularly friendly, and most people would have turned the tables after hearing this, but He Hanhuan just smiled lightly, and asked in a good mood: "What animal?"

"Wolf." The proprietress said, "I'm a good judge of people. The first time I saw you, I thought you were like a wolf on the prairie. Dangerous, wild, and unruly. Your current appearance is just a disguise." That's all. Do you think I'm right?"

He Hanhuan smiled lightly, did not speak, drank the rest of the wine in the glass, dropped a piece of silver, and went upstairs.

The proprietress grabbed the silver and put it in her bosom, and asked loudly, "My lord, don't you want to hurry? Are you leaving?"

"Stay one more night." He Hanhuan stepped up the wooden stairs without looking back.

When the moon was rising, Ming Heng woke up in a daze. There was no lamp in the room, and the light was a bit dim.

"Qing Feng." Ming Heng's throat was so dry that his voice became hoarse, and his voice was a little soft.

There was silence in the room, and no one responded to him.Ming Heng sat up with force, but the alcohol was still there, his body was limp, and his hands couldn't hold it up, so he fell back when he just sat up a little.

With a "bang—" it fell back onto the somewhat hard bed.

Mingheng lay on his back on the bed and let out a small muffled hum, his head was swollen and painful, and he felt very bad when he was drunk.

A person sat down beside the bed suddenly, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but it felt very familiar.

"Who?" Ming Heng opened his eyes and tried to sit up again.

The man stretched out his hand to help him up, and asked softly, "Is it better?" The soft and moist voice easily calmed Ming Heng's dizzy and swollen head.

Ming Heng looked at the vague figure in front of him in disbelief: "Ze Xi? Why are you here? Am I dreaming?"

"It's not a dream, what is it?" He Zexi's voice was accompanied by a faint smile.

Ming Heng was disappointed and said: "So it was just a dream, I just said, why did Zexi come to Jin County."

"The Sixth Highness left without saying goodbye, so I had no choice but to come to find you in my dream." He Zexi's voice was full of grievances.

Ming Heng seemed to have committed a heinous crime, and hurriedly apologized: "It's my fault, the situation is really urgent, and I forgot to tell you."

"What are you doing in Jin County?"

"..." Mingheng hesitated all of a sudden. Before departure, Emperor Qianyuan ordered the unannounced visit not to let others know, so as not to startle the snake.Ke Zexi had nothing to do with this case, and since Zexi was so upright, it shouldn't matter if he told her.Ming Heng was hesitating whether to speak or not.

In the end, before he could make a decision, He Zexi had already understood and said: "Forget it, if you don't say it, don't say it. I think there are important things that I can't know, so I won't ask."

Mingheng's expression relaxed, thinking that his family Zexi is considerate, and then thinking that this is in his own dream, what kind of appearance Zexi looks like is not up to his own imagination, what's more, he can do whatever he wants to Zexi ...So, under the cover of the darkness, he emboldened himself, and quietly held He Zexi's hand.After waiting for a while, he realized that He Zexi hadn't broken free yet and had to take her into his arms.

"Zexi, I miss you so much."

"Really?" Zexi hugged him back.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about you every day for half a month on the road." Ming Heng put his arms around He Zexi's slender body, smelled the familiar smell on his body, and rubbed his shoulder affectionately.

In the darkness, the person in his arms slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and then put his hands on Mingheng's shoulders with a slight force, pushing him back on the bed.

"Zexi?" Mingheng was puzzled.

"En," He Zexi replied, stood up and pulled down the bed curtain, then climbed onto Ming Heng's body, put his hands on his chest, and looked down at him.

"Zexi?" Ming Heng swallowed nervously.

"Well," He Zexi's voice was light and light, revealing a wordless invitation, "don't you want to?"

"..." Mingheng responded almost instantly, "Thinking, thinking."

He Zexi smiled as he unbuttoned his clothes: "What are you doing so nervous? This is in your dream. You can do whatever you want, and I won't resist."

Mingheng thought about it, that's right, this was in his dream, and he could do whatever he wanted, anyway, Zexi wouldn't know.Ming Heng hadn't completely sobered up yet, his mind was still a little dizzy, and he wasn't quite sober. Being seduced by He Zexi was even more confusing, and he turned over and pressed on him, and regained the initiative in twos and twos.

This is in my dream, how can Zexi steal the limelight!

Ming Heng was thinking secretly, touching the black and leaning over to kiss He Zexi's slender white neck that was exposed outside, but not satisfied, he gently pinched his pointed chin, and carefully kissed the half-dry thin lips down.

Everything after that was like a prairie fire, out of control.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the sky and the earth return to tranquility.

The room returned to silence, only two shallow breathing sounds intertwined.

Ming Heng had already fallen into a deep sleep, and even when he fell asleep, he hugged He Zexi and did not let go.

The moonlight poured in from the unclosed window and sprinkled on the half-covered bed curtain.The breeze lifted a corner of the bed curtain, and the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Under the moonlight, He Zexi's eyes were clear but tired, and his bare shoulders were dotted with red marks.The sound of breathing falling on his ears was regular and peaceful. He turned his head and greedily traced the handsome face with his eyes by the moonlight, without any sleepiness in his eyes.

As the moon set, there was a twilight in the sky, He Zexi left Ming Heng's embrace and got up, quietly got off the ground, got dressed, and left through the window.

Ming Heng fell asleep again until the sky was bright.After the drunkenness dissipated, he only felt refreshed, and his body was filled with the refreshment after sweating profusely.

Ming Heng leaned against the head of the bed, touched the cold quilt and the flat and unmarked pillow on the other half of the bed, and scratched his head in confusion.Then he remembered the sweet and exciting dream last night, and felt very embarrassed-it was really shameful for him to have such a lewd, profligate sex dream!

However, even though it was just a dream, it was as real as if it had been experienced in person, and just thinking about it made me tremble with excitement.

Ming Heng couldn't help thinking about it carefully.He Zexi is like a jar of fine wine, the closer you get to it, the more you will be deeply engrossed and never forget it.Ming Heng knew that being too entangled with him was not a good thing, but he couldn't help wanting to get closer to him and possess him a little more.

When Qing Feng came to call Ming Heng, he had been up for a while.

"Your Highness, it's time to hit the road."

Ming Heng nodded, stepped out of the room and went downstairs, and asked Qing Feng: "Did I drink too much yesterday?"

"Yes." Qingfeng's answer couldn't be more straightforward.

Ming Heng pressed the bridge of his nose: "By the way, where is Han Huan?"

Qing Feng shook his head.

The two happened to pass by the counter, and the proprietress heard Ming Heng's question, and she replied out of words: "The young master left this morning, probably because he had something urgent to do, and he left in a hurry, so he specially confessed that I will sue the young master for a crime."

Ming Heng asked: "Did he say where to go?"

"That's not to say, it's just going north."

"What's in the north?" Ming Heng asked Qing Feng.

Qingfeng: "Going further north is Qinghe County."

Ming Heng: "Isn't that the same way as us?" Qinghe County is the territory under the jurisdiction of the county magistrate who secretly reported that the prefect of Chengzhou colluded with bandits to harm the people, and this is the first place they will go.

"Young master." At this time, Lu Fangzhi appeared at the door leading the horse, tied the horse and walked in, and said to Ming Heng, "You can go."

Mingheng nodded, settled the bill and left the inn. When he passed by Lu Fangzhi, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he couldn't help turning his head to look.

"Young master? What's the matter?" Lu Fangzhi looked down at his clothes, and after looking at them for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual.

Mingheng shook his head again: "It's nothing, let's go." After finishing speaking, he left and continued to walk forward.

Lu Fangzhi followed with a knife in his arms, and the moment he walked up, a very light and faint scent of green grass wafted around him, and the smell was so light that he couldn't smell it unless he smelled it carefully.But Ming Heng's nose is very sensitive, no scent can escape his nose.

The light fragrance of green grass carries the open-mindedness of the prairie.

Mingheng was a little familiar.