Tanhualang

Before Shen Jing could react, Zhao Heng had already let go of him, holding his shoulders with both hands and gently pushing him aside, squatting down and groping for the candlesticks and candles on the ground.

Shen Jing came back to her senses, hurriedly walked to the table, fumbled to light the fire pocket, and lit the candle.

Zhao Heng went to the table with the candlestick in his hand, placed the candles on the table, took off his cloak and threw it on the chair, and sat down on the chair: "I'm thirsty."

Shen Jing hurried to make tea.

Zhao Heng sat on the chair, his gaze never leaving Shen Jing.

He didn't react just now, but it was only after Jing Jing realized what Zhao Heng had done to him just now, he panicked all of a sudden.

But now that the matter is over, I have no choice but to act as before, as if nothing happened.

He forced himself to be calm, quietly fetched tea, boiled water, and made tea.

Zhao Heng kept staring at him with piercing eyes.

Shen Jing was holding the teapot and pouring tea, and noticed Zhao Heng's sharp eyes, her hands could not help trembling slightly, she put down the teapot and settled down for a long time, before she remembered the topic: "I have them, didn't they come back together? Your Highness, this is——"

Zhao Heng didn't answer. He held the tea and blew it. He didn't care about the heat. He drank half a bowl while he was steaming, and then he looked up at Shen Jing and said, "Is there anything to eat? I haven't had dinner yet."

Shen Jing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen: "I'm going to make some noodle soup."

When he reached the door, he stopped and turned around to ask Zhao Heng, "What do you want to eat, Your Highness?"

Only then did he realize that Zhao Heng's hair was disheveled and his chin had a green mustache. He must have been on the road for days without stopping.

"All good." Zhao Heng smiled slightly, "Make an extra bowl. You can eat with Gu."

"..."

Shen Jing had no choice but to nod.

A quarter of an hour later, the hot noodle soup was served.Zhao Heng took the towel and wiped his hands, picked up the spoon and stirred it, and pulled out the red dried shrimp buried under it.The noodle soup was warm and soft, with a light and delicious taste. Zhao Heng took a sip, raised his eyes and smiled, "Taihu white shrimp?"

Shen Jing lowered her head and drank the soup slowly: "Yes."

The two ate quietly, and Shen Jing made sweet-scented osmanthus tea.Amid the strong aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus that filled the room, the two slowly drank half a bowl.

Zhao Heng put down the tea bowl, leaned on the back of the chair and sighed comfortably, and then slowly explained: "Gu Tong Wei Zheng waited for a few guards to rush back first. Xiaoyou and the others are still on the way, and Xu will be able to enter Beijing in the evening tomorrow." .”

Shen Jing silently served tea for Zhao Hengman again, and heard Zhao Heng say again: "Spring in the capital is what spring looks like. The wind in Gansu is still like a knife."

Shen Jing said softly: "Your Highness has worked hard all the way."

"It's not hard." Zhao Heng said casually, "Riding the horse all the way, I just feel that the wind on the horse's back is warm and soft."

"..."

Holding the tea bowl, Zhao Heng stared at Shen Jing with burning eyes: "Why are you rushing back if you don't ask Gu?"

Shen Jing turned around and put the kettle on the stove, with his back to the candlelight, while pouring water, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Your Highness comes back, there is always a reason to come back."

"What if it doesn't make sense?"

Zhao Heng's eyes were scorching hot, making people feel unbearable for no reason.Shen Jing didn't answer, put down the teapot, got up and took the cloak that was put aside, and wanted to hide: "I'll go tell the little boy, go to the main courtyard to serve as your Highness—"

Zhao Heng didn't allow him to escape, he reached out and grabbed his wrist from behind: "...Miao'an."

Shen Jing pulled out her hand, but didn't pull it out, and said without turning her head: "Your Highness -- you have exceeded the rules."

Zhao Heng held his wrist tightly, got up and stood behind him, and said in a low voice, "I tried it. But... I can't let it go."

Shen Jing lowered his eyes halfway, his face calmed down.

But the place on the wrist that Zhao Heng held was like a fire, and his hand trembled slightly from the burning.

There was fog in his mind, and it seemed to be on fire, burning fiercely.

In a panic, Zhao Heng stood behind him and whispered in his ear, "I've had enough of being alone... These days, it's okay when I'm busy. When I'm free, I seem to lose my soul." , restless in sitting or lying down, restless in sleeping and eating...the mind is full of thoughts, the eyes are full of eyes, and there is only one person's shadow."

The house was quiet.

The candlelight on the table trembled, and the lights burst and froze.

After a long time, Shen Jing let out a long sigh: "Why bother, Your Highness?"

Zhao Heng grabbed Shen Jing's wrist and said in a low voice: "Gu knows this is wrong, but there is no way...Shen Jing, why don't you tell Gu, how can I put you down and stop thinking about you?"

"..."

Seeing that Shen Jing remained silent, Zhao Heng took another step forward and said, "If you don't speak, Gu will take it for granted that you understand what you mean. Only now does Gu know what it's like to be attached to your heart and be unable to extricate yourself... Maybe you are old, and I saw you before. I am used to life and death without thinking about it, but this time in Gansu, I suddenly feel that life is short, since I have something in my heart, why do I have to suffer and suppress it?"

"When I got drunk that day, Gu didn't think of you as someone else. It was just that I did what I wanted after drinking, and I couldn't control myself. It's the same now..."

Shen Jing turned around and looked at Zhao Heng, and pulled his wrist out of Zhao Heng's hand: "Your Highness... I can't. I don't dare."

Zhao Heng looked at him deeply: "What are you afraid of, afraid of what people say?"

Sigh quietly: "In this world, who can not be afraid of people's words? Let alone an ordinary person like me, who is cold and insignificant, a commoner, and has nothing to do. Your Highness is one person under ten thousand people, turning his hands into clouds, and his hands into rain. , why bother to provoke my mediocre tranquility? When a small wave comes over, I will be smashed to pieces, and I will never turn over in this life."

"I know that this kind of friendship is difficult to tolerate. But it is not hopeless. If you can tolerate this kind of heart... I will never let you down in the future."

Shen Jing's eyes were full of helplessness: "Your Highness may not be afraid of anything, but I absolutely dare not take another wrong step."

He bent down and bowed deeply to Zhao Heng: "I have failed His Royal Highness's kindness. I am an ordinary person, I just want to be quiet and live an ordinary life. Please, Your Highness, please help me."

He picked up the cloak on the ground, got up and said: "It's getting late, Your Highness should rest. Please allow me to leave first."

After speaking, he turned and left the house.

The gatekeepers of the palace were a little surprised to see Shen Jing coming out alone in the middle of the night.A familiar door stepped forward and asked, "It's so late, where is Mr. Shen going? Does Yihan want them to set up a carriage?"

"No." Shen Jing forced a smile, and hurried out, "I forgot to tell you something at home. I'd better hurry back and rest assured."

The doorman hurriedly chased after two steps, and handed over a lantern: "Then take this, sir. At least there is someone to take care of you."

Shen Jing thanked her, carried the lantern along the night road, and hurried away as if fleeing.

Although there is a curfew in the capital at night, it is not as strict as before, and pedestrians pass by occasionally.The lantern Shen Jing picked up had a big "Yu" written on it, everyone knew it was from Prince Yu's mansion, so no one dared to provoke her.

In the spring night, the wind is warm and soft, blowing endlessly, but it blows for no reason, making people upset.

Shen Jing was restless and walked halfway, when he heard the sound of horseshoes and wheels on the silent road behind him.Shen Jing took the lantern and hid on the side of the road. The carriage gradually approached, but stopped beside him.

The driver was Wei Zheng, who nodded his chin towards Shen Jing: "His Highness said that he will take you back."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Heng raised the curtain on the car, with the same expression as usual: "Come on. Are you afraid that you will be lonely?"

Shen Jing hesitated for a moment, picked the lantern out of the carriage, got on the carriage, and sat opposite Zhao Heng.

The carriage rumbled forward.

The two were relatively silent all the way.

After a while, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley outside Shen Jing's courtyard.Shen Jing stood up and saluted Zhao Heng to say goodbye, Zhao Heng only said: "Go."

Shen Jing got out of the carriage and entered the yard, only to hear the carriage start slowly and gradually go away.

He stood in the yard absent-mindedly, unable to return to his senses for a long time.Xiao Meng, who was still going to cut in the door, brought him back to his senses: "Why did you suddenly come back so late, sir?"

"It's okay... I just remembered that some official duties have been left at home, and I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tomorrow." Shen Jing regained her senses, and hurried to the wing room, while taking off her cloak, "Come back so late, disturbing your sweet dreams."

"Isn't it natural for me to serve Mr.? It's been so long, and Mr. is still so polite." Xiao Meng smiled, yawned, and tidied up the bedding neatly for Shen Jing, "It just happened that Mr. came back after drying the bedding today. I'm going to boil water for you to wash."

"Thank you for your hard work." After he went out, Shen Jing changed the robe at home, and sat on the kang for a while.

He remembered that Zhao Heng said "Go" to him when he got off the carriage.

When he spoke, his face was calm as usual, his eyes were as deep as still water without waves, and he didn't look angry after refusing at all.

Originally thought that they were thousands of miles away, and almost half a year had passed, Zhao Heng must have forgotten himself... Who would have thought that such a commotion would happen again today.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Meng came into the room with hot water and towels, and put the basin on the shelf: "Sir, wash up."

"Thank you." Shen Jing took the towel, washed her face, and asked casually, "Are you okay at home these days? Can you take care of me at home alone?"

"It's nothing. I just plant flowers and grass every day, then clean, dry the bedding, and wash clothes. It's very relaxing." Xiaomeng stood at the door and smiled, "I'm a little bored when I'm free."

Shen Jing smiled and said: "Go out for a walk if you are bored. It's not interesting to be bored all the time."

"Yeah. I went out yesterday and bought some vegetables to eat and came back. It will be delicious tomorrow morning." Xiaomeng smiled, and suddenly remembered something, "That's right. That Mr. Mu came to see Mr. again yesterday."

Shen Jing paused as she wiped her hands: "Which Mr. Mu?"

Xiao Meng gestured and said: "It's the one who came to look for you and said he was from your hometown. He is tall and thin, with a gentle appearance and pretty eyes. Didn't you let me send him away last time? Who knows yesterday? here we go again."

"Oh." After Shen Jing wiped his hands, he threw the towel into the basin, "Did he say anything?"

"I left without saying anything. I said I would come to visit another day." Xiao Meng said, "I left a post. Shall I show it to my husband?"

"No need." Shen Jing paused, and then instructed: "If he comes back in the future, just say I'm not here."