Innocent cast of white iron

The cool wind blew by, the dim yellow candles in the house danced a few times, and the bed curtain swayed.Zhao Qi turned sideways, stroked his temple hair with his fingers, and said in a hoarse but gentle voice, "What are you thinking?"

Liu Changqing curled up and buried him in his arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands, "Feilu, I dreamed that you ignored me..."

"How come?" Zhao Qi chuckled a few times and coaxed, "It's late at night, go to sleep. If you can't sleep well, I'll help you turn off the lights, okay?"

"Don't get out of bed, it's so cold, how can it be so cold in May..." Liu Changqing muttered a few times, put his feet on Zhao Qi's calves and covered them for a while, then said, "It's much better this way."

But Zhao Qi smiled, exhaled hot air in his ear, and his ambiguous and deep voice slowly flowed into his ear cavity, "I'm so afraid of the cold, why don't I help you warm up?"

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Liu Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, already profusely sweating.He took a few breaths, reached into his underwear, and it was really sticky...

He never dreamed... no, he never dreamed of such a thing!The person he respects and likes, in his dream, has faded away from the cold and indifferent days of the past, with a little bit of tenderness like water.And he, embracing and touching that person, performing Zhou Gong's ceremony at night, is so intimate and natural, like a couple who have been close for many years.

But that was just a dream!Liu Changqing sat on the bed in a daze, the lingering charm on his cheeks had not faded, and there was a slightly sick flush.

He likes Zhao Qi, although he can't say it easily, but this is not a fact that can be denied.It's just that Liu Changqing never thought that his liking and admiration would one day lead him into such a sinful abyss.This kind of emotion has gone beyond the controllable range, deeply aroused his desire, and is still uncontrollably taking root and sprouting in a direction that he can't imagine.

Besides, this kind of dream is too real, as if all the sense of touch and temperature exist, constantly lingering in his mind, including waves of gentle and sticky caresses on his arms and back, and the corners of his lips. deep kiss...

Such feelings are dangerous for him.Liu Changqing knew clearly that if Zhao Qi was even a little bit aware of what was going on in his heart, he would definitely punish him severely with the anger of being violated, and even get rid of him.Zhao Qi would not like, or in other words, would not tolerate the existence of any people or things beyond his control.Liu Changqing didn't know why he had such a perception, and even told himself in his heart that he was an exception...

A series of unreasonable thoughts made his head throb, and in the end, together with the scenes in the dream, they rushed to his mind one by one.

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"I heard that the teacher is going to Xijiang, is it true?"

"The imperial decree has come down, pack it up tomorrow, and leave the day after tomorrow."

"Oh." Liu Changqing lowered his head, remembering the lingering scene in his dream again.The relationship between them should not be as if it is really just the relationship between teacher and student... Moreover, he has reason to believe that it is not just a dream...

"Feilu, didn't you agree to marry me?"

Hearing his sudden question, Zhao Qi was stunned for a long time, until a white butterfly staggered towards his legs, he came back to his senses, and said with a light smile, "There is neither written evidence nor witnesses, if I What's wrong with repenting?"

Hearing this, Liu Changqing quickly took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and handed it to Zhao Qi respectfully, "Teacher, please read."

Isn't this the proof that Liu Changqing insisted on getting Zhao Qi to print his handprint that day!Zhao Qi only took a look and knew that Liu Changqing hadn't thought of anything. It was clear that he became suspicious after seeing this document. I'm afraid that saying this sentence was just a test.

"what is this?"

ah?Did I guess wrong?Liu Changqing blinked, a little confused.It was clearly written on the paper that the teacher was going to marry him when he returned to Beijing... But judging from the expression on the teacher's face, it seemed that he didn't know anything about it?

"Wait for Guanghan to reconcile, and the army will return to court," Zhao Qi slowly read out the content on the paper, "Zhao Feilu must marry Liu Changqing as the prime minister's wife..."

His voice was calm as if he was narrating something unrelated, which made Liu Changqing doubt himself even more, and even trembled slightly with the fluctuation of Zhao Qi's voice.Could it be that he really made a mistake...

Zhao Qi folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his cuff, then raised his eyes to look at Liu Changqing standing in front of him.

He didn't speak, and Liu Changqing deeply felt that there was a deeper meaning in those calm black eyes.Under the wide cuffs, a little bit of sweat overflowed from the palms due to tension, and the sticky and wet feeling made him want to escape. At least, he didn't have to see everything through Zhao Qi's scrutinizing eyes like now. If he could see through the dark corners of his heart , Will you despise yourself...

"Teacher, the students are just joking... Please don't mind..." Liu Changqing didn't dare to look Zhao Qi directly in the eyes, and lowered his head to look at his toes.Although the defense is weak, this time is tantamount to dying, and it is better than just giving up without saying a word.

He lowered his head, didn't see Zhao Qi's curved lips, and didn't notice the doting tenderness in his eyes.

"I am no longer the prime minister of Korea, how can I marry you as the prime minister's wife?"

Liu Changqing was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt his nose turn sour, and wanted to cry and defend himself.I don't care... I don't care if it's the prime minister's wife, as long as you marry me... But these words are too treacherous, he dare not say them out.

Just when he was at a loss, he heard Zhao Qi ask, "Changqing, do you like me?"

"Yes..." Liu Changqing simply gritted his teeth, nodded and admitted, the worst would be to be scolded and kicked out of the Zhao residence.

Of course, the things he imagined, such as being scolded or kicked out of Zhao Mansion, did not happen.Zhao Qi just smiled, and said to him vaguely, "I see."

"Ah?" Liu Changqing was a little dazed, but felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it once.When I came back to my senses, I felt aggrieved again. Why did it seem like my confession made the other party not moved at all... Could it be that I really didn't feel anything at all?But he was sick a few days ago, and he took care of him for a long time...

After thinking about it, Liu Changqing felt that maybe he didn't speak clearly enough, so he hung his head sincerely, twisted his sleeves with his hands, and said again, "Teacher, I like you, and it is sincere."

Why did this guy say the same thing twice in his confession, nothing new?Zhao Qi raised his eyebrows, covered his lips and coughed lightly, and said, "Does Liu Zhao know?"

Liu Changqing was really discouraged, and fell down like a frost hit, his head drooped even lower, and he said, "I don't know..."

Zhao Qi took a sip of tea slowly, and said, "If I were your father, I would definitely break your leg and order you to go to the ancestral hall to face the wall and think about it."

Break my leg?Liu Changqing was startled, and secretly looked at Zhao Qi's face, but still didn't understand anything.He felt fear in his heart, and was afraid that Zhao Qi would really hit him, so he quickly whispered to him, "Teacher... I know I was wrong..."

But Zhao Qi was taken aback, what about the agreed upon script?

Seeing that Liu Changqing seemed to really know that he was wrong, and felt aggrieved as if he was about to cry, Zhao Qi sighed helplessly, and said, "You like me, why is it wrong?" Say these sour words.

"Ah?" Liu Changqing raised his head and looked at him innocently, but he wondered what Zhao Qi meant by saying this.Is it to support and encourage yourself?Is it possible...

"Teacher, are you accepting me?"

Zhao Qi shook his head, "No."

Liu Changqing smiled, "That's almost accepted."

When he smiled, his brows and eyes were half-curved, and the corners of his mouth were raised, which looked good.Facing the sun, Zhao Qi squinted his eyes for a long time before smiling and saying, "Work hard."

Liu Changqing's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and hurried forward to help him fill up the tea, nodding and bowing, "The student will definitely live up to the teacher's high expectations!" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Zhao Qi stretched out his hand to rub his head several times, tenderly The earth is like a handful of clear and shallow water.

Liu Changqing's eyes turned red, and he almost cried out. Fortunately, he tried his best to hold back, but he didn't dare to move his neck, and whispered, "I recovered from my illness a few days ago. I told the emperor that I could return to serve in the court, but the emperor ignored me. I How about going to Xijiang with you?"

"Yeah." Zhao Qi nodded, and seeing that his body was still stiff, he patted the back of his hand and said softly, "Okay, I know what you said. The body is just right, sit down and talk." .”

Liu Changqing responded, and sat down on a chair beside him in an orderly manner.After sitting obediently for a while, he raised his eyes and peeked at Zhao Qi secretly, seeing that he was not looking this way, he quickly moved up the chair and moved closer.

Zhao Qi pretended not to know, holding a teacup to look at the scenery in the yard.

The leaves were blown by the wind, the mottled tree shadows swayed slightly with the wind, and people became dizzy.Zhao Qi felt sleepy, so he put the porcelain cup on the low stool, leaned against the rattan chair and closed his eyes to take a rest.He vaguely sensed that someone was approaching, squeezed beside him, leaned into his arms, found a comfortable position to lie down, and then fell silent.

For some reason, Zhao Qi thought of a erotic poem.

A little bit of rain on the branches, rustling full of love.Wan Wan Lang's lap, half-faded yarn group.

The author has something to say: It is estimated that the two chapters can be finished, and the pace of the latter seems to be a bit fast, but it does not affect the development of the plot.I've been very busy recently, so I posted it as soon as I finished writing it, and corrected any mistakes.The announcement about the book seems to be ignored.It just so happens that these days are very busy, so I'll push back my schedule for a while.Thank you guys for supporting me. ——beauty stay