Are you full, sweetie?

Zhong Xing waited for a long time, because he guessed that Yunze shouldn't just do this step.

Maybe there will be more.

However, after waiting for a full quarter of an hour, Yunze's next move was not reached.

He opened his eyes.

Yunze couldn't fall asleep at all now, he turned his back to Zhong Xing, holding a corner of his sleeve carelessly, and didn't know what was going on in his head.

After being distracted for a long time, Yunze suddenly felt that he was very cold, as if he was being stared at by something fierce, he turned over again, and looked up to see that Zhong Xing had awakened.

"Your Majesty, I'm a little hungry." Yun Ze felt that it was getting late, and he should be able to have dinner, "It's time for dinner."

Zhong Xing nodded: "Okay."

The sky was getting dark, and this afternoon passed very quickly, Yunze said: "Maybe there will be fish head soup tonight."

Yunze doesn't like eating fish and shrimp food very much, because he hates fishy smell very much.But the cooks in the palace cook really delicious dishes, the fish head soup is extremely delicious, the soup is milky white and fragrant, without a trace of fishy smell.

Because Yunze was weak, the cook cooked various soups in different ways to replenish his body.

Yunze tried on the wedding dress sent by the maid at night.

The wedding dress fits very well, and it is very delicately made. Yunze wears simple and plain clothes on weekdays. He prefers light-colored clothes such as white and bamboo green, and rarely wears such bright colors.

The young man has a slender figure and looks good in any clothes, but the brocade clothes are even more gorgeous now.

Since the wedding dress fits well, there is no need to modify it. Yun Ze was about to change out of the clothes when Qiu Xin sent him a supper: "Young master, I have stewed bird's nest porridge with rock sugar tonight. You can eat it while it is hot."

Yunze took a sip of the sweet bird's nest porridge.

Qiu Xin smiled and said: "Eat slowly, it will take a long time. The king of the county said that the young master slept all afternoon, and he must not be in the mood to sleep at night, so he asked us to take the copybooks for the young master to copy."

Yunze nodded: "Okay, you guys put it on the table."

The night was long, and Yunze planned to read or write.

The copybook sent by Qiu Xin was probably written by Zhong Xing. Yunze read it carefully, and found that it was all frontier poems, with smooth pen and ink, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

Yunze's own handwriting is not very good, maybe he can be praised as beautiful in modern times, but in this era, his calligraphy is very common.

Yunze imitated Zhong Xing's handwriting to write, and wrote very seriously. After half an hour, Yunze's wrist felt a little sore. He drank half a cup of tea and ate some snacks made by the house cook.

The cook in Zhongxing's mansion likes to make dim sum stuffed with shortbread cheese. Probably Liaozhou has a lot of cattle and sheep, and people generally like to use milk to make food. Yunze unconsciously wrote on paper while eating a piece of jasmine shortbread.

When he realized what he had written, Yunze rolled up the paper and threw it aside.

The same goes for the second and third.

It was already late at night when Zhong Xing came back, and the maidservants brought out hot water, and Qiu Xin blessed his body: "Young master just washed up, and now he is going to sleep."

Zhong Xing walked straight forward: "You all go down."

Yunze had already closed the bed curtain, and it was dark inside the bed curtain, he slowly closed his eyes.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, Yunze didn't think too much, just thought it was Qiu Xin coming back to turn off the lights or do other things.

Zhong Xing came to the table, Yun Ze did a good job in his homework, he was very serious in his work, he copied it well, and now it is five points similar to Zhong Xing's font.

Seeing that he was asleep, Zhong Xing didn't intend to disturb him any more.

Seeing a few balls of paper thrown on the table, Zhong Xing took them over, thinking that the writing on them was useless, but he didn't expect that all of them were filled with names.

"Zhong Shao".

It's Yunze's original handwriting, with very neat strokes and strokes, Zhong Xing's handwriting is strong and powerful, and Yunze's handwriting is more cute, like it was written by a child who hasn't learned to write calligraphy for many years.

All three had the name "Zhong Shao" on them.

Zhong Xing put these pieces of paper on the candlelight, the flame burned briefly, and then a lot of ashes fell.

He blew out the lamp, and the room was instantly dark.

Zhong Shao was at a loss when he was called to the Prince Regent's mansion in the middle of the night. He was listening to the opera raised by the mansion at night, and he was brought here before he had time to change into his gaudy clothes.

After carrying it, he came to Zhong Xing, and Zhong Shao felt wronged: "Uncle, what do you want?"

He knew that Zhong Xing was not kind, and he also knew that Zhong Xing loved to kill people, but Zhong Shao didn't expect that just because his name was written on three pieces of paper, Zhong Xing's vinegar jar would be overturned.

Looking at Zhong Xing with unfriendly eyes, Zhong Shao felt chills on his neck. He first made sure that he had studied hard these days, and then he made sure that he didn't run around in Mingdu these days, and didn't do anything like cockfighting or running dogs.

Zhong Xing had someone carry Zhong Shao here for a quarter of an hour, and then he had him carry him back again.

Zhong Shao was frightened in vain, he secretly scolded Zhong Xing in his heart.

Zhong Xing's heart is deeper than the bottom of the sea, and if he doesn't express his own thoughts, no one can guess what he is thinking.

Zhong Shao kept thinking on the way back, and finally guessed the reason when he was almost home.

"Use my identity to tease the beauty," Zhong Shao said to himself, "Now that you've exposed your secrets, you want to get angry with me?"

Zhong Shao couldn't pretend to be Zhong Xing, because it was too difficult to pretend to be Zhong Xing. Not only did he need to understand astronomy and geography, but he also had to understand military affairs. Zhong Shao didn't have that many things in his mind.

Zhong Xing was able to pretend to be Zhong Shao. The age difference between the uncle and nephew was only seven or eight years. A county king and a prince had similar identities. They were both from Liaozhou. The people they knew were almost the same. It's a lie.

Zhong Shao never kept any unhappy things in his heart. After returning home, he forgot what happened just now. Before coming to Mingdu, Zhong Shao’s family gave him an old gentleman to discuss things. He always forgot , I can't think of anything to say to the other party.

Zhong Xing returned to the room to rest.

At this time, none of the servants in the mansion dared to provoke him, no one inside or outside dared to step forward.Since Zhong Xing made his first contribution in Liaozhou and took over the military power, he got used to being feared by others.His reputation is already bad, and he will also be named brutal in the history books in the future.

Yunze is gentle and soft by nature, he likes to make friends who are simple and harmless, and stay away from people who are inherently dark like Yunyang.Zhong Xing is by no means the face that Yunze imagined, let alone the temperament that Yunze likes.

With his skill, it's easy to hide from Yunze.However, Zhong Xing didn't want Yunze to put his arms around him and call out Zhong Shao's name when he and Yunze were married.

Zhong Xing has his own name.

Yunze woke up the next day and smelled the fragrance in the room, which was different from the warm incense in the smoker cage, this fragrance was colder and refreshing.

Qiu Xin opened the window, and the outside breeze blew in slowly. Yunze wiped his face with a handkerchief: "What kind of incense is this?"

"Someone sent some pots of orchids early in the morning," Qiu Xin said, "Your Highness asked them to put them in the room where you live."

Yunze walked over.

The stems and leaves of the bluegrass are very beautiful, full of greenery, with slender lines, star-pointed lavender flowers among the grass leaves, and Yunze deeply smelled the fragrance.

"The king is at home now?"

Qiu Xin nodded: "I came back from the training ground a few minutes ago, and I'm at home now."

Yunze's injuries were almost healed, he had something to say to Zhong Xing, so he went to Zhong Xing's residence.

He knocked on the door, and a man's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Yunze opened the door and went in, Zhong Xing was changing clothes behind the screen, he thought it was a maid who came in: "Bring the hair crown."

Yunze searched around and saw the purple gold hair crown on the tray, he took it and sent it behind the screen: "Junwang."

A smile appeared in Zhong Xing's eyes: "Why are you?"

"I want to go out for a walk today," Yunze said. "I haven't seen Angelica for a long time. I want to go home and have a look. There is also my grandmother's family. I want to know if she has recovered from her illness."

"Put me on."

Yun Ze's height was much lower than Zhong Xing's. He raised his head and slowly put on Zhong Xing's hair crown. Because his arms were raised, the wide sleeves fell down, and his wrist was thin and white, as if it had been soaked in milk.

"It's ready." Yun Zezai observed it carefully, and he felt that he was wearing it well, "It's very straight."

"She recovered from her illness early."

Yun Ze thought for a while: "Your Majesty, do you want to tell the Wang family about the matter between the two of us?"

Although the Wang family didn't have much contact with Yunze, it was Yunze's ancestral family after all.The distance between Mingdu and Dongling is so far, after Mrs. Wang passed away, the Wang family still did not forget to contact Yunze.

The reason why he didn't take care of it was that Mrs. Cai was in the middle of obstructing it, and secondly, Yunze was young at the time, An Lehou's mansion didn't want to maintain the marriage relationship with Fuguo's mansion, and Fuguo's unilaterally intervened.

Mrs. Wang didn't need to come to Mingdu, Duke Fu came alone. The old man traveled thousands of miles to see Yunze. If Yunze remained indifferent, he might be chilled.

The birth mother of this body, Mrs. Wang, must also be attached to her relatives.

"Don't tell me for now," Zhong Xingdao said, "The Wang family is busier than you think. He just came to Mingdu, and many relatives who had been cut off came to visit him again. There are a lot of contacts, and I'm afraid there will be a lot of rumors."

Zhong Xing didn't want others to think that the one who married Yunze was the real Ruijun Wang Zhongshao, and he didn't want to expose Yunze as his weakness in front of outsiders.

"Okay, I won't mention this matter for now." Yun Ze said, "Then I'll go out this afternoon."

Zhong Xing tidied up his clothes: "Yesterday I saw you wrote a few pieces of paper, all of which were my name, young master likes my name very much?"

"I'm running out of posts to write casually. I couldn't think of anything to write at the moment, so I had to write the name of the county king," Yun Ze said, "Isn't it a bit offensive?"

"You are not allowed to write this name again," Zhong Xing said, "Go to the study and let me see the results of your calligraphy practice."

Yun Ze imitated Zhong Xing's handwriting and wrote the fragments in "The Analects of Confucius".

Yunze learns things very quickly, with the spirit of a few minutes between the lines.

Zhong Xing sat down, he pulled Yunze in front of him, and held Yunze's wrist with one hand: "This is how you move your pen."

He held Yunze's wrist and wrote a poem about Han Shan.

"There is no need to attack others for evil, so why attack yourself for good."

Yunze's fingers were a little soft, and the back of his hand was rubbed red by the thin calluses on Zhong Xing's hand.

"If you do it, you can do it, if you roll it, you can roll it."

When writing the word "Xing", Yunze's hands hurt from his strong grip, and he couldn't help protesting: "Your Majesty, can you be lighter?"

If Zhong Xing used all his strength, he could directly pinch people's necks, but sometimes it was difficult to control his strength, so he started lightly, holding Yun Ze's hand and finished writing the next few sentences.

Yunze looked at the words on the white paper: "I often say that the words are like the person, but the words of the county king are not like you."

Zhong Xing's handwriting is domineering and looks very arrogant.There is clearly a poem that exhorts the younger generations to be humble and generous, but there is no trace of humility between the lines.

Xu Jing came in and said, "Your Highness, King Yue came here early today."

Zhong Xing said calmly: "Let him wait another quarter of an hour."

After Xu Jing went out, Zhong Xing rubbed Yunze's fingers: "I was too strong just now."

Zhong Xing didn't take Meng Biao seriously, he had already figured out a way to deal with Meng Biao and the Southwest Tribe yesterday.