Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

He Zexi carried Mingheng all the way into the Hou's mansion, and all the maids and servants he met along the way had the same frightened face as the groom.Along the way, there were countless servants who wanted to help, but He Zexi refused them all.

He Zexi carried Ming Heng all the way to Xiangzhu Garden where he lived, and settled him in his bedroom.The Hou's mansion is very large, and it is not a short distance from the gate to the backyard, not to mention that he is holding a grown man who is similar in stature to him.The servants trembled and followed all the way, for fear that their weak and weak young master would do something good or bad.Unexpectedly, He Zexi's complexion didn't change along the way, and he didn't even catch his breath. Everyone's eyes were shocked by his ease.

Soon, the whole Hou Mansion was rumored that his young master had taken some magical medicine and turned into a strong man!

In Xiangzhu Garden, He Zexi waved away all the servants in the bedroom, leaving only the close servant—Xiaoliu.

Xiaoliu changed his son's clothes, but his eyes drifted to the bed from time to time: "Master, who is this person?"

He Zexi said: "Sixth Prince, Mingheng."

Xiaoliu's eyes widened, and he looked at someone who was so drunk on the bed in disbelief. His knees suddenly softened, and he almost knelt down. He said in shock, "Why did you bring the sixth prince back? He was drunk. ? Who is so bold to get the sixth prince so drunk!"

The corner of He Zexi's mouth twitched lightly: "Isn't it your young master?"

Xiaoliu was even more shocked: "Master? You?!"

"Yes, I am your young master." He Zexi rolled his eyes, "If not, why would I bother to do such a thankless thing. Go, and bring me that red sandalwood box."

"Oh," Little Liuyu took out a red sandalwood box from the closet in shock, "Master, here it is."

He Zexi opened the box and took out a small porcelain bottle from inside: "Put the box back, and you go out too."

Xiaoliu hugged the box and didn't move for a long time.

"Anything else?"

Xiaoliu murmured her lips for a long while before hesitating and said: "Master, you should take it easy. You come back once in a while, and the time you stay is not long each time, but my young master has to stay in the capital for a lifetime. You The first time you got into trouble, you patted your ass and fled back to the north, and let my young master deal with the aftermath for you. You should also be considerate and considerate of him. !These accounts will all be calculated on the head of my son!"

After speaking, the tone became more and more resentful.

He Zexi listened with interest, and raised his eyebrows slightly after he finished speaking, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you blaming me?"

Xiaoliu lowered his head abruptly: "I dare not."

When Xiao Liu saw the appearance of hiding the knife in his smile, he suddenly remembered that although this master looked like his son, but his temperament was completely different, he was a master who dare not provoke.

Fortunately, He Zexi didn't care about it, and waved his hand: "Forget it, I will let you go for the sake of your sincerity to your young master. Today's incident was an accident, don't worry, I didn't cause trouble for your young master, let's go down. "

"Yes." Xiaoliu backed out trembling.

The drunk on the bed suddenly groaned, He Zexi turned his head to look, and found Ming Heng lying on the edge of the bed, muttering with closed eyes and frowning: "Come here, spittoon, I want to spit."

He Zexi walked over quickly and helped him back to the bed: "Don't spit."

Ming Heng pursed his mouth, feeling aggrieved: "But I feel uncomfortable."

He Zexi Xijie, when he thought of the scene of throwing up all over the floor, his stomach felt sick, and he frowned and said, "Dirty." Then he pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and fed it to his mouth, " It won't hurt to eat this."

"Oh." Ming Heng was half drunk and half awake, and obediently opened his mouth to eat, but his facial features wrinkled from the bitterness, and wanted to spit it out, "It's too bitter, it doesn't taste good."

"Don't spit this out either." He Zexi covered his mouth with his palm, and at the same time rubbed his neck up and down with one hand to speed up his swallowing movements.

The longer the pill stayed in the mouth, the more bitter the taste became. Ming Heng was so bitter that his eyes were blurred and his nose was red, so pitiful.

He Zexi thought it was funny, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint smile, his brows and eyes relaxed, and his coldness disappeared.After he swallowed it, he fed a candied fruit and asked softly, "Is it still bitter?"

Ming Heng calmed down, chewed the candied fruit and shook his head: "It's not bitter anymore."

Mingheng's bulging cheeks and drunken eyes are so interesting, He Zexi couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching it: "It's still the same as when I was a child."

Ming Heng was a little bit sober after being tortured by the pills, and replied with half-opened drunken eyes: "What is the same?"

"It's just as stupid," He Zexi whispered.

Ming Heng pouted: "I'm not stupid."

He Zexi laughed.

Ming Heng felt that his head was sometimes clear and sometimes groggy, and his body was also heavy, and he couldn't lift a little energy.The green gauze tent in front of him was very strange, he didn't know where he was at this moment, but the familiar voice in his ear reassured him.That was He Zexi's voice, although he didn't understand why Zexi's voice suddenly became so lively and clear, far from the usual calm and indifferent.But he was sure that this was Zexi's voice.

"Zexi." He murmured, just like the scene that had been repeated countless times in the dream.

"Well, I'm here." He Zexi also responded to him this time, with a gentler tone than ever.

Mingheng smiled with satisfaction.He has been madly in love with He Zexi for 13 years, and only in his dreams can he dare to imagine that He Zexi will show tenderness to him.Today's dream was more beautiful than any previous one, so he took the courage to hold He Zexi's hand, wanting to express the love that had been buried for more than ten years.

"Zexi, do you know? I like you."

He Zexi was about to twitch his hand, but when he heard the words, he paused, a little in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I said I like you." Mingheng held He Zexi's arm with both hands, and murmured with half-opened eyes, "I have fallen in love with you since you rescued me from the lotus pond that winter. I remember everything I said. I really like you, but you have never looked at me directly. I know you are the jade of Jingshan, dragon and phoenix among people, and although I am a prince, I am just a hundred Useless trash, you must despise me. I am afraid that if I say it, you will not even be friends with me, so I have been holding back and dare not say it. "

"Then why say it again now?"

Ming Heng laughed: "Because this is in a dream, if you don't say it in your dream, then you really have no chance to say it."

He Zexi froze for a moment, then chuckled, and asked softly: "Do you really like He Zexi?"

"I like it." Ming Heng didn't think about it, "I started liking it when I was seven years old."

With a smile creeping up the corner of his eyes, He Zexi approached him and complained: "People dare to say they like it even if they admit it wrong. It seems that they are not very sincere."

Ming Heng loudly denied: "No, I really like you, I like you the only one in the world."

"Who do you like?"

"Zexi."

"Which Zexi?"

Ming Heng was stunned, with doubts on his face: "Ze Xi is Ze Xi." This is so strange, is there a second Ze Xi?Before he could figure out why, his eyelids sank, he snored briskly, and fell asleep.

Feeling helpless, He Zexi shook his head and sighed, pulling the quilt to cover him.

There were footsteps outside the door, but He Zexi ignored him and continued to tuck him in.The footsteps stopped in front of the door, and they waited for a moment before pushing the door open and entering.The man who came in was dressed in white, his face was exactly the same as He Zexi's, but his temperament was quite different.He Zexi's eyebrows and eyes were affectionate, and he seemed to smile even if he didn't smile, but this person had a cold demeanor, his eyebrows and eyes were naturally indifferent, serious and unsmiling, and his beautiful face was morbidly pale at the moment.

He Zexi walked over and helped him to sit down on the couch: "If you don't lie on the bed and take a good rest, what are you doing when you get up?"

The man covered his lips and coughed softly, and said weakly: "Xiaoliu said that you got the sixth prince drunk and brought him back to the mansion. I don't feel relieved to come and have a look. What's going on?"

He Zexi explained truthfully: "I drank with Gu Zhi and the others in Huahuai Tower, but I didn't expect him to come with that boy from the official family. He drank three cups of Daoma wine by mistake, and he was so drunk that I passed out. I brought it back Sober up."

The man frowned, and said displeasedly: "This is the capital, what are you ordering sword and horse wine for?"

He Zexi turned his head to one side, feeling a little guilty: "The wine in Jingdu is as light as water, and has no taste at all. My mouth itch...I drank that pot of wine alone, who knows who got it wrong? He took out the jug, and fed him Daomao wine as peach blossom wine."

The man was silent for a while, and finally turned all the scolding into a sigh: "Then, how is it now?"

"I've given him anti-alcohol medicine, and he will wake up in two hours."

"Well," the man stood up, "then you take good care of him, I'll go back first."

He Zexi followed: "I'll help you go back. You should rest well after recovering from a serious illness. Don't worry about anything during this time. Leave the affairs of the house to me."

The man hesitated for a moment: "Father is guarding the border now, and you have to take care of all matters in the mansion, can you?"

He Zexi smiled sweetly: "If you let me play with words, I might not be able to do it, but managing people is my strong point. I can train reckless wild men to obey me, but I can't cure these people?"

The man's heart became more and more uncertain, but his current body really couldn't tolerate his reluctance, so he had to trust even if he didn't trust him.

He Zexi helped him back to the next door, helped him to lie down on the bed, then reached out to brush the hair on his forehead, and comforted him softly: "I have transferred all the people from Xiangzhuyuan, leaving only Xiaoliu to take care of you , no one will come to disturb you, you can just rest and recuperate. I will go to the palace banquet in two days, so don't worry about it."

"That's the only way to go," the man warned again, "When the time comes, restrain yourself and don't cause trouble for me."

"Don't worry," He Zexi smiled confidently, "It's not the first time I've done this, I have experience."

"Forget it, I can't control you because of your temper since you were a child." The man resigned, "Go back and take care of the sixth prince. A little stay here is enough."

"Well, then I'll come see you at night." He Zexi helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, took a few steps outside, and stopped suddenly.

"Is there anything else?" the man asked.

He Zexi took a few steps back, stared straight at him, and asked aloud, "What do you think of Mingheng?"

"Sixth Prince?" The man was stunned for a moment, thinking that He Zexi was asking himself whether Ming Heng could handle the important task, and after pondering for a long time, he said cautiously, "Sixth Prince's qualifications are mediocre, and his mother's family has no power, and the Holy Majesty does not favor him, I am afraid it will be difficult to take on a big responsibility.”

He Zexi couldn't help laughing, this evaluation was really sharp and straightforward, it can be seen that he didn't have much compassion for the sixth prince.

"What about other than that?"

The man was puzzled: "What else?"

He Zexi didn't hide it, and asked bluntly: "Do you like him?"

The man's face sank instantly, and he scolded: "What nonsense! We are both men, how can I like him? Don't make such jokes again in the future."

He Zexi touched his nose and covered the corners of his upturned mouth with his hand: "Well, I see."

If you don't want it, then I will accept it.