Wei Yangmou

He looked so surprised, as if he had never thought of leaving here, so he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, until the store delivered the food and gave him a strange look, then he stabilized his expression and looked at him in surprise. with.

"How could your Highness have such an idea?"

Once you leave Chang'an, it will be very difficult to come back.After all, it is not that there are no vassals who have never returned to Chang'an in their entire lives.

"Let's eat first."

Looking at the sun, it was already past the time for lunch in the past, and he was still unwilling, but he couldn't eat or sleep, so he had to press the huatou first, filled the soup, and ate very quickly.

This was the first meal the two of them had together. Seeing him so absent-minded, I felt very helpless, so I had no choice but to bring up the topic again.

"In the current situation in Chang'an, if we continue to stay here, we will not be able to do anything. Besides, my father and mother have long been estranged, and my position in Chang'an is really embarrassing. It is better to put on a good posture."

It's not that he doesn't know the affairs of the court, but it's just that he has ignored them for several years, so it's inevitable that he's a little rusty. After saying this, he remembered what happened today, and felt more distressed and guilty about him. In the end, it was because he didn't have enough means, otherwise he wouldn't have let him fall into the same situation. Faced with such an embarrassing and helpless situation.

With a slight change in his complexion, he could guess eighty-nine points. For a while, he felt speechless. It's a pity that he has been working as an emperor for decades, and he has studied a lot. .

He tightened his hands tightly, and assured him in a low voice: "Don't worry, even if we leave Chang'an, the Ninth Five position will still be mine."

I thought that as long as you are a man, there is no one who doesn't want to make contributions, and it doesn't seem like you are hoping for nothing. This kind of determination should get some response, but it just gave him a powerless and perfunctory smile. say.

I don't know what I said wrong, and it's really hard to say too much in this market, so I had to give up and eat quietly.

When the two of them walked out of the restaurant, the storekeeper just happened to walk in with a purse. When he saw the two of them, he immediately showed a happy smile: "You two young masters, you are really the God of Wealth. Next time you come here to eat, the villain will prepare the best for you." Good food and drink."

Not wanting to talk to him, he nodded and dragged him away, but the shopkeeper chased him two more steps and shouted from a distance: "The villain's name is Sang Hongyang, you two noblemen, don't forget the villain."

Sang Hongyang acted casually, so he couldn't help pursing his lips: "This store is interesting."

Although he recognized Sang Hongyang at the first sight, in his previous life he had great achievements and great talents, but now he is not ready for use.

And what he put forward could be called absurd debt collection theory. In the whole world, probably only Sang Hongyang could collect food money like this.

Even so, when he heard such comments on others, he still couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's so interesting?"

Unaware of the displeasure in his tone, he smiled lowly and said: "It looks like a boy, but he is full of courage. We just had the meal, but he asked for how many times the copper coins to go back."

He had never looked at Sang Hongyang's appearance before, but when he heard such a mention, he suddenly felt blocked: "You are careful."

The displeasure in these words was already obvious, and he couldn't help being taken aback, a little puzzled by his emotional changes, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness?"

Shaking his head, he felt that he had lived in vain for decades, and his mind became more and more immature.

Looking at his face, seeing that he has recovered a little, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although it is indeed a good look now, but it got better too soon.

Instead, it made him feel unreal. He always felt that he would relapse at any time, and wished to look at him all the time. In the past few days, he looked more haggard than before.

"Has Your Highness already made a decision? But you have just recovered from a serious illness, and I'm afraid His Majesty will not let you leave."

The corners of his lips are hooked, logically speaking, this is indeed the case, but today he has humiliated the royal family. His father, whom he hadn't seen in those years, had many children for no reason, and he had a cold relationship with him. He is dissatisfied with life, if his mother is willing to use this to do more, it will probably be possible.

What's more, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and that Princess Guantao are not cheap.

Still worried, Lu Zou was absent-minded, and almost bumped into someone else's stall.

Pulling him into his arms: "No need to think too much, I have everything."

His eyes widened slightly, it seemed that this sentence shocked him very much, and he looked a little dazed, and he looked very innocent.

He felt as if his heart was being gently pinched by something, making him breathe tight, almost wanting to do something disrespectful in public, but he held back after all.

Even if he is shameless, he still cares.

It's just that the speed of the two walking like this is really too slow.

So, when he came back to his senses, he was carried on his back again.

"Your Highness...this is not in line with etiquette." After a symbolic refusal, she naturally relaxed her body and leaned on him, stretching out her arms to persuade him around his neck.

I liked his completely trusting and relaxed appearance, so I responded softly. At this time, the two of them didn't speak, but they didn't feel embarrassed. On the contrary, it was like a silent tacit understanding, which made people like it very much, and even couldn't help but indulge in it. .

However, when he approached the mansion, he realized that he was just asleep.

Han Cheng has been lingering at the door, and when he saw the two people coming back, he breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief, and bowed perfunctorily as a salute: "The two highnesses can be considered to be back, Ping An came back with a lot of scars, which really shocked the ministers." ..."

Glaring at him, Han Cheng paused, and touched the back of his head inexplicably, full of doubts, not knowing what he said wrong.

But once the king of Jiaodong returned to normal, his aura was really terrifying. Although he had been serving him for several years, he didn't dare to make a sound at this time.

It was only when he saw the sound sleeping face that he suddenly realized that he was "hehe" happy.

I don't bother to pay attention to him anymore. These people who follow are indeed poor in terms of etiquette, but fortunately, they are good-natured and loyal to each other. It is really rare that they still do their best in adversity. Don't count anymore.

Moreover, he has been worshiped by people for decades, and he really hates these red tapes. If there is a chance, he should change them all, so that he will no longer be able to say "unruly" and "ceremony cannot be discarded". .

He woke up as soon as he got on the bed, and was bending over to cover him with a quilt. When his eyes swept over, he seemed to have been caught doing something bad. His heart was beating like a drum, and he closed his eyes again in a hurry.

I could only see his eyelashes trembling back and forth, as if they were sweeping over my heart, it was so itchy that I couldn't stand it, and the thoughts I had on the street just now came to me quickly.

He leaned down, carefully looked at the face that he had missed for decades, and sighed deeply in his heart. The world is impermanent. Who would have expected that he would be a master all his life, but his beloved had already left. If he hadn't been used to deceiving himself, he should have been It looks neither human nor ghost.

Therefore, this kiss became very lingering, with fulfillment of wishes and careful love. When the lips of the two touched, they opened their eyes in shock, looked at the above in a daze, and stared straight at the kiss. Hooked, showing confusion and forbearance without any concealment.

The color of her eyes gradually darkened, and this kiss that was originally without desire gradually changed its taste because of such a candid look.

After this kiss, she stretched her hand in from under the quilt, opened her clothes, and opened the corners of her eyes suddenly, as if she was very surprised by this development, and wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear to refuse, and her eyes also showed struggle.

At this time, the emperor's domineering arbitrariness was fully revealed, his interest rose, he tangled and struggled without hesitation, and tossed about himself, and the body under the quilt soon became naked.

Being tossed so recklessly, he couldn't hold back his struggle, bit his lower lip as if punishing him, and was about to continue attacking, when Han Cheng called out cautiously outside the door.

"Your Highness, the palace summoned you."

His movements stopped, his face was a little fierce, he shrank his neck, and then pursed his lips, his mood suddenly improved for no reason, which is really strange.

However, he didn't realize it. He just looked at the obvious reluctance on his face, lowered his head as if a ferocious beast was about to eat, and stood up for a while before he straightened his clothes.

I wanted to help, but as soon as I moved, I felt cold wind seeping into the quilt from all directions, and I didn't dare to move anymore, and I was embarrassed and froze on the bed with my face flushed.

Fortunately, Liu Che knew enough was enough, he didn't do anything else, and he didn't call his servants to come in. He packed his clothes, took a gentle look, and then turned and went out.

Looking at his back, his mind was in a trance. He didn't know how long he had been in a daze. Han Cheng spoke outside again: "Young master, someone from needlework asked if he wanted to measure the size of Xia Ri's clothes for His Highness."

In previous years, it was measured at this time, but if you want to go to Jiaodong, the climate there is different from Chang'an, and the clothes here may not be suitable.

"Let her go back first, and come see me at this time tomorrow."

Han Cheng agreed, but he lingered at the door for a while before walking slowly when he heard the footsteps, as if he had something to say, but it was not easy to say it in front of others, and he had to come over later.

He pulled himself together, felt that he was really ashamed of his appearance, and hurriedly fumbled for the clothes, but they were all torn and deformed by the indifferent force, wrinkled, obviously he couldn't wear them anymore.

His face turned red again, and he stared ferociously at the wrinkled clothes for a long while before bending the corners of his mouth to reveal a faint smile.

It's just that even if he's in a good mood, the clothes won't become smooth by themselves, so he still has to get the clothes.

Even if no one was in the room, he couldn't get out of bed naked, so he had to move down wrapped in a quilt, and his feet were not smooth. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts all the year round, although he stumbled, he was still doing well Got the clothes.

Just after changing into his middle clothes, Han Cheng shouted at the door again: "My lord, Mrs. Wang has sent someone again!"