Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

"I was very comfortable last night, so I want to be comfortable again." He Zexi leaned over slowly, with a slightly charming voice.

But in the blink of an eye, He Zexi's beautiful face was close to Ming Heng's eyes, and his shallow breath gently sprayed on his cheeks, like mellow fine wine, which made people intoxicated.

Ming Heng stared blankly at He Zexi who was smiling alluringly at him, and always felt that this scene seemed familiar.Without waiting for him to think, a pair of weak and boneless hands had already climbed onto his shoulders, and there was a soft and hot touch on his lips.

Ming Heng's eyes widened suddenly, his chaotic brain stopped completely, and he was easily overwhelmed by He Zexi without any resistance.The touch on the lips touched lightly, and then left quickly.He Zexi supported Ming Heng's shoulders and sat up straight, looking down at him with his head down, with a charming smile on his lips.

Ming Heng was dazzled, admiring the beauty in front of him greedily, until He Zexi reached out to untie his belt before he came back to his senses, grabbed He Zexi's hand, and hurriedly stopped: "Wait, wait!"

"What's the matter?" He Zexi leaned over, the hair behind him fell down on Ming Heng's face, brushed lightly on his cheek as if there was nothing, and whispered in his ear, "Don't you want to?"

The small bed tent was filled with the breath of He Zexi, and Ming Heng could hardly control it. He tried his best to restrain the urge to overturn the person on him, and asked with steady breathing: "Zexi, are you awake now? Do you know that I am Who? Do you know what you're doing?"

Mingheng asked three questions in a row, He Zexi was stunned for a moment, then bent over his shoulder and smiled softly.

"You, what are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Ming Heng was a little annoyed, "Did you drink again?"

He Zexi stopped laughing, raised his head, and lightly brushed his cheek with the tip of his nose, finally stopped in front of him, carelessly rubbed against him, and said softly: "If you want to know if I'm drunk, why don't you test it yourself? .”

"How, how to verify?" Ming Heng unconsciously leaned back, his heart beating like a drum.

"Of course it is..." He Zexi hugged his neck, blocked his retreat, lowered his head to find his lips accurately, touched them lightly, and then stayed on the surface to rub lightly, murmuring ambiguously, "Of course it's so. After finishing speaking, a flexible tongue slipped in between Ming Heng's teeth.

"Hmm..." Ming Heng wanted to resist, but he completely overestimated his willpower. The moment his lips were pressed together, he couldn't maintain his reason. The person turned over slightly, turning back to the guest.

The night is as cool as water, turned into red waves.It wasn't until the middle of the night that the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

Ming Heng hugged He Zexi.Tired He Zexi was already sleeping in his arms, but he didn't feel sleepy, staring at the person in his arms without blinking, his eyes were gentle and lingering but with faint sadness.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the person in his arms suddenly moved his lips slightly, closed his eyes and whispered, "What are you worried about?"

Mingheng immediately retracted his gaze and said apologetically, "Did I bother you?"

He Zexi shook his head, slowly opened his eyes, broke free from Ming Heng's embrace and sat up.

"What's the matter?" Ming Heng also sat up and turned his face away uncomfortably when he saw the scars on He Zexi's shoulder.

He Zexi couldn't help laughing, and deliberately approached him, teasing in a slightly hoarse voice: "Dare to do it or not to watch?"

Ming Heng's face was slightly red, and he quickly pulled off the brocade quilt to cover him, and said solemnly: "Don't, don't catch a cold."

He Zexi smiled lowly, rejected his offer, pushed away the quilt and said, "I should go."

"Now?" Ming Heng hurriedly turned his head and said reluctantly, "It's still early."

"It's because it's still early that I have to leave quickly." He Zexi got out of bed naked, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, "It will be too late after dawn."

Only then did Mingheng notice the black clothes he was wearing, and he asked He Zexi in wonder, "Why are you dressed like this?"

He Zexi casually pulled a hairband to tie up her loose long hair, then winked at Mingheng, and said half-truthfully, "Cheating, of course you have to dress low-key."

"Stealing, cheating!" Ming Heng's face flushed red, obviously frightened by this word.

"Isn't it?" He Zexi asked calmly, feeling that Mingheng's expression at this time was funny, and stretched out his hand to touch him before saying goodbye to him, "I'm leaving." However, as soon as he took a step, the hem of his clothes was caught.He had to stop, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Ming Heng grabbed the hem of his clothes and didn't let go, thinking of He Zexi's indifferent attitude towards him during the day yesterday, he couldn't help feeling uneasy, and his voice lowered: "After tonight, are you going to pretend that nothing happened again?" gone?"

He Zexi walked back to the bed, gently stroked Ming Heng's cheek, and comforted softly: "No, don't think about it."

"But you obviously..."

He Zexi interrupted him: "No matter what I said in the daytime yesterday, it was not my truth, so you don't have to take it to heart."

"Really?" Ming Heng was overjoyed.

He Zexi simply sat down, and asked softly: "Did the things I said to you during the day make you feel wronged?"

Mingheng lowered his head and didn't answer.He was indeed wronged, but if he admitted it, he would look like a dissatisfied woman, which would really damage the prince's dignity.

He Zexi smiled indifferently and said, "I'm sorry, that was not my intention. From now on, you just need to remember what I said to you at night."

"Why?" Ming Heng frowned slightly.

"There are too many people in the daytime, so you have to pretend." He Zexi looked into his eyes, "You just need to remember how I look at night, that's the real me."

Ming Heng was startled, and unconsciously remembered the appearance of this person trembling and crying in his arms not long ago, as well as the sound of chanting and waves.Is that really him?What about the He Zexi who was as cold as the moon in my impression, as independent as a banished fairy?Is it just an illusion he made up?Then what kind of him do you like?

He Zexi noticed the flash of hesitation in Ming Heng's eyes, his expression sank suddenly, he squinted his eyes for a while, then raised his chin, and asked in a seductive voice: "Ming Heng, what kind of me do you like?"

Mingheng didn't expect that He Zexi would be aware of his thoughts, and suddenly felt guilty, swallowed, and chose a self-confident answer: "All, all like it."

Unexpectedly, He Zexi was not only dissatisfied, but suddenly became angry. He slightly withdrew his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You must choose one. Follow your heart, don't lie to me!"

Mingheng didn't understand why He Zexi was so persistent. In his opinion, it was He Zexi whether it was the indifference during the day or the passion at night. But since He Zexi insisted on making a choice, he began to think seriously, almost Ye chose the latter without hesitation: "I like how you looked just now."

A smile reappeared on He Zexi's cheeks, and he gently stroked his cheeks: "Remember what you said today, you can't renege on your debt."

"No, it won't." That answer was not Ming Heng's random choice, but the most genuine thought in his heart.

That He Zexi who is as cold as the moon is indeed very charming, with outstanding talent and unparalleled temperament. Just a casual look can easily disturb Mingheng's heart, but that look is too cold and quiet, and Mingheng's figure is never seen there. His eyes are always as if looking at an insignificant stranger.But the other enthusiastic He Zexi is different. The He Zexi who has torn off the rigid and restrained outer shell in the usual days, no longer sticks to etiquette, and acts from the heart, the eyes of He Zexi are full of him. Always with a gentle smile, without hiding the enthusiasm in his eyes.More importantly, at that time, he would cry, laugh, get angry, and beg for mercy. He was no longer a cold, invisible immortal, but a living person.He Zexi was so agile that he couldn't move his eyes away.

As soon as he thought of He Zexi's enthusiastic and unrestrained appearance just now, Ming Heng couldn't stop, thinking too seriously, he didn't realize that He Zexi had left.When he came back to his senses, He Zexi was no longer in the room.Ming Heng sat on the bed blankly for a long time and finally felt drowsy, and fell asleep holding the pillow that He Zexi had slept on.

The next day, the little fan again risked being beheaded, and knocked on the door of the dormitory in fear, waking up Mingheng who had overslept again.The difference is that this time he is not depressed, on the contrary, he is very energetic.Went to Xiuchun Palace to invite Ann, Mingheng ran out of the palace just like yesterday.

The new year is coming soon, Anling's tradition is to rest in court during the month after the new year, so Ming Heng is very free during this period, and runs outside the palace whenever he has free time.These days they ran so frequently that the guards at the gate of the palace no longer obstructed the investigation, and when they encountered the sixth prince's carriage, they let it go.

The carriage slowly drove out of the palace, Qing Feng asked Ming Heng through the curtain: "Your Highness, where are you going today?"

"Hmm..." Ming Heng dragged his chin in thought.

The little fan asked from the side: "Your Highness, do you still want to go to the Duke's Mansion today?"

"Hmm..." Although Ming Heng really wanted to visit his sweetheart, he still refused after all, "I won't go today." Even though he is a prince, no one dares to talk about his appearance, but it is not suitable for him after all. Running to the Duke's Mansion every day, he thought about it and said loudly to Qing Feng, "Let's go to the official Shangshu Mansion today."

After Mingheng finished speaking, there was a chuckle from outside the car, and a man with well-defined bones slowly opened the door curtain.

"Your Highness, are you thinking of my slave's house?" The door curtain was lifted, and a familiar face appeared outside the carriage.The official squatted on the shaft of the moving carriage, smiled slightly at Mingheng, bent down and got into the carriage, caught off guard and plunged into Mingheng's arms, imitating a delicate and weak woman while beating his chest and complaining coquettishly, "I thought His Highness had forgotten about the slave family."

Ming Heng was so disgusted that his face was distorted, and he pushed the person away like he was in a hurry to catch some dirty things: "Speak well, I'm going to spit out the last night's dinner."

Guan Ze still laughed heartlessly, sat down next to Ming Heng, but regained some seriousness, and asked lazily, "Are you planning to go to my house?"

Ming Heng remembered the matter that he disgusted himself just now, and said rightly: "Originally, but now I have changed my mind."

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, the officer showed joy on his face: "It's just right, I will take you to a good place."

"Where?"

The official just smiled and said nothing, raised the curtain and whispered something to Qing Feng.I saw Qing Feng nodded, and drove the carriage into the right lane.After another incense stick or so, the car stopped.

The officer jumped out of the carriage first.Ming Heng also got out of the car and looked up at the building in front of him.

This is a separate courtyard, and the house number reads——Jingheyuan.Ming Heng heard about this place for the first time, but seeing that the door was closed, it was obviously a private house, so he turned to ask Guan Ze: "What are we doing here?"

Guan smiled without saying a word, patted his shoulder to signal him to be calm, then stepped up the stone steps, and tapped on the door with four fingers.Not long after, the heavy wooden door was opened from the inside, and a little girl who looked like a maid poked her head out. When she saw the official, she called out to the official and opened the door wide to welcome him in.

The official thanked Mingheng politely, waved to Mingheng, and walked in.

Ming Heng followed up in a daze.

The servant girl led a group of people across the Jiuqu Bridge, around the front hall, and all the way to the backyard.There is a small lake in the backyard, and a small pavilion is built on the lake, the scenery is very beautiful.

Ming Heng looked at this house all the way, and only felt that the owner of this house should be a person whose taste is very similar to his own, even every flower and grass is very fond of him, if there is a chance to meet him, it would be great.

Thinking wildly, Ming Heng followed the servant girl to the lake, and as soon as he approached the Huxin Pavilion, he heard laughter, those voices were quite familiar.Walking in and taking a look, I found that it was the friends of He Zexi who I met in Huahuai Tower that day, and there were a few other faces, but judging from the clothes and behavior, they should be the children of the official family.

Ming Heng is not interested in these officials' children, and he can't chat with them. He doesn't understand what the officials brought him here for, and he feels bored and is about to find an excuse to escape, but suddenly saw He Zexi, and was instantly overjoyed ban.He had decided not to meet He Zexi today, but he never expected to meet him here.

The rest of the people were playing drinking orders in the pavilion, but He Zexi didn't seem interested, and drank alone leaning on the railing.The lake breeze is blowing everywhere, and the beauty in white leans on the railing to drink alone, just like a simple and elegant meticulous painting.

"Zexi!" Ming Heng ran over excitedly when he saw He Zexi, completely forgetting about everything else.

He Zexi raised his head when he heard the sound, and frowned slightly at the person running towards him from a distance, but quickly recovered his indifferent expression, stood up and saluted: "Your Highness Six."

Mingheng's arrival immediately interrupted the lively atmosphere, those who knew him hurriedly got up and saluted, and those who didn't know him also followed the salute in panic when reminded by others.

Ming Heng looked at the panic-stricken crowd, and felt guilty in his heart, as if he had been that uninvited guest.Fortunately, Guan quickly followed, calming everyone's anxiety with a few words.

Mingheng is also knowledgeable and interesting, let them continue to play with their own, without taking care of themselves.But with such a big prince standing in the middle, how could those people dare to play on their own, so no one dared to move for a while, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

The official shook his head and sighed helplessly, and kindly pulled everyone back to the wine table, and took the lead to continue playing the wine order.The rest of the people were at a loss, and from time to time they had to glance at Ming Heng who was standing aside and talking with He Zexi, and asked the official in a low voice: "Why don't you ask the sixth prince to come to play too? Is it not good to neglect the prince?"

The officer waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "No, let's just play with us. That guy pours a glass, and he has to be carried back after drinking. Let him stay by himself." After speaking, he stretched his neck and shouted at He Zexi , "Zexi, I will trouble you to entertain this guy."

He Zexi nodded hesitantly, and said quietly to Ming Heng: "Your Highness, please sit down."

Ming Heng joyfully sat down beside him, and whispered to He Zexi in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Zexi, I never thought we would meet again."

He Zexi nodded slightly, and his tone was always indifferent: "Yesterday, Zexi's slip of the tongue offended His Highness, and hope His Highness will make amends?"

"Yesterday?" Ming Heng raised his head and thought for a while, guessing that he might be talking about yesterday's daytime events, he smiled and waved his hands, "You are not wrong, it was because I was thinking about it for a while, and got into a dead end. Let's talk about last night... "Ming Heng paused, because it's not appropriate to talk about the two of them's bed with outsiders in the open, so he vaguely said it, anyway, Ze Xi would understand, "I'm not angry anymore."

Who knows that He Zexi tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Last night? How was last night?"

Mingheng: "..."