Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

Mingheng was sleeping soundly and suddenly felt a suffocation in his chest. Before he suffocated, he opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth and took a big breath while staring blankly at the strange bed curtain above his head, a little confused about the environment in front of him.

"Is the sixth prince awake?" A voice suddenly sounded in his ear, as cold as the moon, it was He Zexi's voice, and Ming Heng was very familiar with it.

"Zexi!" Ming Heng quickly turned his head to look at the man standing by the bed, his words revealed surprise, "Zexi, where is this? Why am I sleeping here? Aren't we drinking at Huahuai Building? The others Woolen cloth?"

A series of questions were thrown at He Zexi like a cannonball. No matter how indifferent He Zexi was in the past, he couldn't help but feel helpless at this moment. He rubbed his brows and answered a more important question: "This is my room in the Duke of Wei's mansion. , You drank Dao Majiu by mistake and got drunk and passed out, my family has a secret anti-alcoholic medicine, so I will bring you back to sober up."

"This is your bedroom?!" Ming Heng's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he began to look around the room like a three-year-old child, his face couldn't hide the joy, but he was worried that the performance would be too obvious and he had to work hard to hold back.

He looked at it seriously, and didn't notice the slightly raised corners of the mouth of the person beside the bed.

Mingheng looked at it for a while, then restrained himself and looked away, because he was worried that if he continued to look at it, He Zexi would feel that he was a pervert spying on other people's bedrooms.He thought of the reception banquet that he had disturbed, and looked at He Zexi guiltily: "Zexi, I'm sorry, I ruined your good reception banquet."

"The sixth prince doesn't need to blame himself," He Zexi comforted him, "No one would have thought that Xiao Er would mistake peach blossom wine for sword and horse wine. It was Zexi's fault. Please forgive me, the sixth prince."

"No, no, how could it be your fault? I was not careful." Ming Heng regretted, "It's also my fault that I can't drink too much, and a glass of sword and horse wine was poured down." With such embarrassment in front of him, his cheeks became hot with embarrassment, and he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him with his head down.Because of this, I missed He Zexi's tenderness looking at him with stretched eyebrows.

"Sword and horse wine is the strongest wine in the world, and the men in the northwest can't hold three cups, let alone the body of the sixth prince. Don't worry about the sixth prince." When He Zexi said this, there were layers of smiles in his eyes. But his tone was always indifferent.

He Zexi's consolation finally made Ming Heng no longer obsessed with being drunk, and raised his head to give He Zexi a grateful smile: "Zexi, thank you."

Emperor Qianyuan of Anling had a rich heir, and he had six sons. The prince was the eldest son of the empress. He entered the East Palace at birth and was most loved by Emperor Qianyuan. Among the six princes, he was the first to be crowned king; the third prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince were all handsome, but the sixth prince, Ming Heng, was not able to achieve military proficiency, and the five elder brothers, Mei Yu, were slightly inferior.In addition, his mother and concubine were also criminal ministers, and had died of illness for many years. Mingheng lost his support and was neglected everywhere, becoming less and less valued.

Although Ming Heng is inferior to the five elder brothers in terms of intelligence, but in terms of appearance alone, he is outstanding, and the five elder brothers together are not even one ten thousandth of his.Mingheng's mother and concubine were once the most gorgeous beauty in the world when she was young, and Mingheng's appearance completely inherited her mother's, and she was born extremely handsome.People in the world only know that He Zexi, the eldest son of the Duke of Wei, is unparalleled in the world, but they don't know that the sixth prince, Ming Heng, is also a jade tree facing the wind, "serious as the wind under the pine, high and gentle", because it is inconvenient to go out because of living in the high wall of the deep palace for a long time, so I have seen it. There are very few people with Ming Heng's true face.

He Zexi thought of the evaluation of the sixth prince by the world, and looked at this beautiful appearance, and secretly sighed that he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

While He Zexi was looking at Ming Heng, Ming Heng was also admiring the beautiful appearance of his sweetheart unscrupulously. He only felt that the person in front of him was good-looking everywhere, even the way he frowned was so pleasing to the eye.

For a while, they were speechless.

There was a knock on the door at the right time, and Xiaoliu's voice seemed a bit dull through the thick wooden door.

"Master, there are people coming from the palace."

He Zexi suddenly came back to his senses, and asked loudly through the door: "Who is here?"

"Professing..." Xiaoliu suppressed the smile in his throat, "Little fan, he said he was the sixth prince."

"Ah! It's my servant!" Ming Heng finally tore his gaze away from He Zexi, looked at the sun outside the window, and explained to He Zexi, "I guess they came to call me back to the palace."

He Zexi nodded and asked Xiaoliu to bring him over.

Not long after, Xiaoliu led a handsome boy into the house: "Master, I brought him here."

"I've seen Mr. He," the boy said after entering the room and bowed respectfully to He Zexi before running to his master, "Your Highness, you can make the little fan easy to find."

"How do you know I'm here?" Ming Heng lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The little fan knelt by the bed and waited for him to put on his shoes, and said, "It was the official who told the servant. It was getting late, and the palace key was about to be released, so we should go back. The brocade workshop will wear the shoes for the palace banquet in two days." The clothes are here, waiting for you to go back and try to see if they fit you?"

"Yeah." Mingheng nodded, put on his shoes and got off the ground, walked up to He Zexi, and said rather reluctantly, "Zexi, I'll go back first, thank you today, and I will definitely pay you back someday feast."

He Zexi did not refuse, and personally sent Mingheng out of the mansion.

There was already a carriage parked outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, and Mingheng's personal bodyguard Qing Feng was driving the carriage.

The distance from the gate of Hou's mansion to the carriage was only five or six steps, but Ming Heng walked extremely slowly, turning his head three times at each step, full of reluctance.He Zexi didn't urge him either, and stood quietly on the stone steps, watching with an indifferent expression.

Later, Qing Feng couldn't stand it anymore, he lifted Ming Heng's collar, and directly carried him into the car rebelliously.

Mingheng was angry and annoyed, he glared at Qingfeng angrily, and protested in a low voice without moving his lips: "Are you carrying chickens! You can't save me some face!"

Qing Feng stood still and ignored it.

Qingfeng was the queen of the general family, and he entered the palace as Mingheng's accompanying student since he was a child. He was very skilled in martial arts at a young age, so he became Mingheng's personal bodyguard after he became an adult.He and Ming Heng are both master and servant and brothers, and their relationship with each other is not as clear as ordinary master and servant.

Being humiliated in front of his sweetheart many times, Ming Heng felt a little embarrassed, and got into the carriage without saying a word, followed by Xiao Fan.Qing Feng nodded to He Zexi to indicate that he was about to drive away, and at this moment Ming Heng yelled loudly: "Wait a minute!"

Qing Feng hastily reined in the reins.Ming Heng lifted the curtain to reveal his head, and asked He Zexi: "Zexi, you... will go to the palace banquet in two days' time."

He Zexi nodded and remained silent.

Ming Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled lightly: "Then I'll see you at the palace banquet." After speaking, he slid back into the car.

He Zexi looked at the man's red ears, and a smile on his face was fleeting.

With thoughts in my heart, the two days will not be so difficult.

After a lot of anticipation and anticipation, the day of the palace banquet finally arrived.

In the Hall of Qinghe, Emperor Qianyuan sat on the throne in a uniform. Under the imperial steps, there were two rows of banquets on the Panlongzhu. , Mingheng and the fifth prince sat next to the prince.Behind the prince's seat is the seat of the ministers, arranged in descending order of official rank.

He Zexi is now the servant of the household department, and the seat should be at the back, but the Duke of Wei, He Xiao, is now stationed at the border and cannot return to Beijing for the banquet, so the eldest son takes his place temporarily.Emperor Qianyuan took pity on him, so he arranged He Zexi in front of him, and sat next to the third and fourth princes with An Guogong.

Ming Heng looked at He Zexi, who was chatting enthusiastically with the Fourth Brother, and his eyes were red with jealousy, wishing that it wasn't him who was sitting next to him.

The Fourth Prince Ming Yu is also working in the Ministry of Household Affairs, and He Zexi is considered to be a colleague, and the relationship is relatively close, so they are basically talking to him at the banquet.

Palace music sounds, beauties perform dances.Today is the New Year's Eve palace banquet, immersed in the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the atmosphere is more relaxed than usual.Emperor Qianyuan called the prince to the front, talking heartfelt words between father and son, the officials toasted toast, chatted and chatted, and it was very lively for a while.

Only Ming Heng was out of tune with this lively atmosphere, seeing more and more people around He Zexi, he almost gritted his silver teeth.

Sitting next to him, Ming Jue, the brother of the fifth emperor, slowly tasted the fine wine, glanced at the bustling crowd across the way, raised the corners of his mouth and casually chatted with Ming Heng: "Master He is twenty-two today, right?"

Ming Heng chewed on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and blurted out: "Twenty-three in two months."

Ming Jue turned to look at the sixth brother, smiled and continued: "Well, that's really not young, and it's time to get married and have children."

Ming Heng was stunned, looking at his fifth elder brother, he was very worried about the sentence about marrying a wife and having children.

Ming Jue laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "Why is this expression, 23 years old is not young at all, when the prince's elder brother was 23, the third son was already two years old. Mr. He is a rare talent in Anling, with excellent appearance , I heard that every year there are not one thousand but one hundred matchmakers who break through the threshold. The famous ladies in the capital dream like marrying Mr. He, but it's a pity..." Ming Jue shook his head when he said this, "I have no intention of having a lover, so many Mrs. He, the beautiful woman, didn't even have a favorite. I heard that my father wanted to betroth Xiao Jiu to him, but was rejected, so my father was very angry."

Ming Heng was startled, and raised his voice involuntarily: "Father ever wanted Ze Xi to marry Xiao Jiu?!"

Ming Jue patted the back of his hand to calm him down: "I just mentioned something in private, the emperor gave up when he saw that Mr. He really had no intention of doing so."

Only then did Mingheng heave a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, Ming Jue said again: "However, not everyone is as enlightened as Father."

Ming Heng looked at him puzzled.

Ming Jue played with the wine glass, looked at the veterans who were attentively toasting around He Zexi, and smiled coldly: "Mr. The daughters are all scrambling to get this son-in-law, and I heard that one or two went to the emperor to ask for a marriage, but they were rejected by the emperor."

After Ming Jue said this, Ming Heng looked at those old guys more and more disliked, wishing to sweep people away from He Zexi with a broom.

At this time, He Zexi was also unbearable. If it wasn't for his identity, he might have turned the tables.Those old guys are more annoying than flies. They just open their mouths and shut their mouths, so what about their little girl, and whether they want to see each other.The more He Zexi heard it, the more ugly his face became. Fortunately, the fourth prince came forward to make a rescue.

"My lords, the purpose of today's palace banquet is to welcome the New Year, as for other things, there is no hurry." Fourth Prince Mingzhe said with a smile.

Your lords promised you, and you knew that this move was a bit embarrassing, so you left embarrassingly.

He Zexi breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Thank you, Fourth Prince."

Mingzhe smiled faintly, took the jug to fill his glass, and made a gesture to respect him: "To celebrate the New Year today, don't drink to make people unhappy."

The fourth prince had just relieved himself, and He Zexi couldn't refuse, so he had to drink.Then Mingzhe made three toasts in the same way.He Zexi finished the three glasses absent-mindedly, raised his eyelids and glanced casually at Ming Heng who was chatting with the Fifth Prince, and did not notice the sinister smile flashing across the eyes of the person beside him.

At the climax of the moon, this palace banquet finally came to an end.Emperor Qianyuan was in a good mood, drank a lot of wine, was already drunk when he left, and was helped back by the crown prince and the second prince.The rest of the people also left one after another.Ming Heng didn't find a chance to talk to He Zexi all night, and was about to go up to chat for a few words before parting, but the fourth prince beat him one step, so he had to look at He Zexi from a distance, and led the palace servants back to the bedroom.

Seeing Ming Heng's lost back, He Zexi couldn't help sighing deeply, and was about to leave when the fourth prince suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Zexi, there is a good Qingya Mingjian in my palace, but if you want Have a drink?"

He Zexi pulled out her hand calmly, and said distantly: "Thank you, Fourth Prince, for your kindness, but it's getting late, and it's inconvenient for Zexi to stay in the palace for a long time, let's try another day."

The fourth prince insisted: "It's okay, if it's late, just sleep with me for a night. Zexi don't want to refuse." He was forced to leave while talking.

He Zexi was very displeased, and was trying to break free with a condensed face, but as soon as he exerted his strength, his whole body suddenly went limp, and he fell straight into the arms of the Fourth Prince.

The fourth prince put his arms around his waist, put his arms around his ear and asked with a smile, "Is Zexi drunk? Just in time, Qingya Mingjian can sober up. It seems that this cup of tea must be drunk."

At this time, all the officials had been dispersed, and only the two of them and the fourth prince's servant were left at the gate of Qinghe Palace.

He Zexi leaned helplessly in the arms of the Fourth Prince, struggling to stand up, but he couldn't exert any strength in his limbs, but his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his breathing gradually became rough.

At this time, the fourth prince leaned into his ear and whispered: "Don't struggle, what I gave you is the secret medicine of southern Xinjiang, Chunhuan San. Zexi is very knowledgeable, I don't know if you have heard of Chunhuan Scatter?"

He Zexi's face darkened instantly, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.

The fourth prince didn't seem to notice it, and affectionately picked up the broken hair on He Zexi's forehead, and explained to himself: "This Chunhuansan is specially used for men's sex. Chunhuansan is both medicine and poison, and there is no medicine." It can be understood that if you don't have intercourse with a man, you will explode and die within an hour, and even Immortal Da Luo can't save you."

The veins on the back of He Zexi's hands were throbbing violently, panting heavily, he asked in a difficult voice, "Did you put medicine in the wine?"

"That's right," the fourth prince said frankly, "I don't know if Zexi has noticed that I am holding a yin and yang jug, and I pour ordinary wine for myself. Push the button and it will pour out the wine with Chunhuansan.”

"Why did you do that?" He Zexi's face was flushed, and his breath was burning hot.The medicinal property of Chunhuansan is very overbearing, if the person who takes the medicine does not get along well with others within an hour, the body will be as scorching hot as a raging fire, until finally the blood vessels will be swollen, and the body will explode and die.He Zexi calculated the time, and it has been almost an hour since he drank it. If the medicine's properties are not removed as soon as possible, even the gods of Daluo will be hard to save.But if he wanted to commit himself to this sinister and cunning person in front of him, he felt that he might as well die.

At this time, the coldness on He Zexi's face has long been replaced by passion/desire, and the frowning looks unbearably broken.The fourth prince caressed his face obsessively, and sighed softly: "Ze Xi, Ze Xi, you know, I have been fascinated by you since the first time I saw you. The ice-cold face was crying and begging for mercy, the colder the person is, the more heart-wrenching he looks, I'm looking forward to it." He was about to kiss He Zexi's lips, but He Zexi turned his head away , kissed his hair.

The fourth prince was not annoyed, and stroked his cheek lightly with the back of his finger: "It's okay, the more you resist now, the more fun you will get on the bed later." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the servant next to him, and said coldly, "Go and tell the people in the Duke of Wei's mansion, and tell them that the son is too strong to drink, and he will stay in the palace tonight, and let them come to pick him up tomorrow."

After the waiter said yes, he went to the gate of the palace to pass the news.

The fourth prince looked at He Zexi again, and his smile became more and more proud: "Zexi, no one will bother us now. Just accept your fate obediently, no one will come to rescue you today. I will satisfy you and make you comfortable of."

He Zexi slumped in his arms, bowed his head and smiled contemptuously, slowly raised his head, and looked at him with undisguised sarcasm: "It's just you? How dare a little bastard with no hair grow out of his mouth speak wild words? Good!" Satisfy me? Just rely on the matchstick under you?"

At this time, He Zexi changed from his calm and reserved appearance in the past, and he was full of vulgar words in a dissolute manner, and his eyes were also arrogant and condescending, as if they were two people.The fourth prince couldn't help being stunned, and forgot to refute for a while.

After He Zexi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then let it out heavily, using all his strength to slash the fourth prince's neck and shoulders with one hand.It is well known that He Zexi is a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, so the fourth prince was defenseless, and fainted to the ground after rolling his eyes.

He Zexi lost his support and his legs suddenly weakened, and hurriedly supported the wall to stop.There were hurried footsteps behind him, and He Zexi turned his head to take a look, and found that it was the servant of the Fourth Prince who had returned. He cursed in a low voice, and staggered towards the harem while leaning on the wall.

The top priority is to get rid of this damn Chun Huan San as soon as possible!

Ming Heng drank a lot of wine today, he was already too strong to drink, so he managed not to lose his composure in the hall, and fell asleep when he came back.Sleeping in a daze, he vaguely heard the sound of the window opening, Ming Heng opened his eyes, got used to the darkness, then got up, and listened to the movement in the room with his ears up: "Who?"

He didn't hear the answering voice, but the rustling sound approached, and there was another person's breath in the room, Ming Heng's expression tightened, and he raised his voice and asked sharply: "Who is in the room?"

Still didn't answer, Ming Heng couldn't help becoming nervous, he opened the bed curtain and was about to call someone in, when a hot hand suddenly covered his mouth, and then his body was thrown back on the bed.Two words quickly flashed through Mingheng's mind - stab!guest!

Just as he was about to struggle, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Don't bark, it's me."

Ming Heng didn't move, his eyes widened in shock, and he pulled his hand away from his mouth, not daring to say anything: "Zexi? Why are you here?"

He Zexi did not answer.In the dark environment, Ming Heng couldn't see He Zexi's expression clearly, he only heard a heavy panting sound, and seemed to be enduring discomfort, so he asked cautiously: "Zexi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well," He Zexi's voice trembled, "I'm very hot, and I need you to lower my fire."

"What..." Before Mingheng could react, he put his hands on his shoulders.

In the darkness, He Zexi's scorching breath sprayed on his face, as if inviting or begging: "Mingheng, help me."