Qu clear as promised

Zhu Zhiyi's body, which has been unable to warm up, was sweating at this moment, he moved back slightly, Liang Hui clamped him, not letting him move: "It's okay if you don't want to talk, I won't ask more, you are back Just fine."

Nothing is important, as long as Zhu Zhiyi returns to him.

Zhu Zhiyi felt his skin was very hot, as if wrapped in a safe, airtight stove. He felt that Liang Hui was a bit... exaggerated, but he couldn't refuse Liang Hui's hug and comfort, so he let him.

I didn't think there was anything to hide, so I roughly told the other party the experience of the past few years: "Liang Hui, I'm fine. After you attacked the city, I have been looking for a chance to escape, but I was crippled by a few percent of my internal strength, so I did it He was robbed by Zhong Yan and sent to Yesai."

Liang Huihuan's arm on his waist paused, and Zhu Zhiyi immediately covered the back of his hand to comfort him: "Don't think too much, it's not that difficult. Although the south is not as bustling and lively as central Beijing, the sky is blue and the sun shines every day. very good."

"The minister didn't suffer much. After escaping from Zhong Yan, he was in Fengwu Garden."

Liang Hui's expression was too gloomy, and Zhu Zhiyi comforted him in turn, jokingly said, "It's the first time I've been living on my own for such a big minister. It seems that I can still support myself."

"..."

His calm and understatement did not at all calm the fear and violence deep in Liang Hui's heart.

Every wound on Zhu Zhiyi's body turned into a scimitar, with sharp teeth and bright blood, piercing the softest part of his heart with the same level or even ten times or a hundred times the sharpness.

Many years later, Liang Hui couldn't forget the pain and suffocation of his heart stagnation and blood freezing when he saw Zhu Zhiyi for the first time. Those crazy pains and heavy sourness overwhelmed him, turning him into a violent storm. gloomy and cruel.

His hands were still hugging his beloved so tenderly, but frozen ice flashed in his eyes, sharp enough to kill, the bandits in Fengwu Garden and Baili Temple...he would not let go of any of them.

Zhu Zhiyi couldn't talk too much, her voice became hoarse, and she coughed lightly again. Liang Hui rolled him up with a quilt properly, got out of bed and poured water for him.

Probably out of fear, he turned his head several times in just a few short steps to confirm that Zhu Zhiyi was still on his bed.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi felt very sweet and warm in her heart, but she was not quite used to it. She really wanted to ask if the other party was really Liang Junting himself, because Zhu Zhiyi would never have thought that she would be dead after three years. He has become the most important existence in the other party's life, and he still doesn't know what kind of life the other party has lived in these years when he disappeared. His impression of Liang Hui is still that of the three-point fake and habitual Gu person three years ago. the emperor.

Liang Hui is always gentle and calm in his memory. He may like himself a little, but "like" is not the most important thing for Liang Hui.

An emperor's love is like the passing dew and the clouds on the wings of cicadas. After three years of blankness, no matter how much affection he has, it should be blown away by the wind and snow of the years, not to mention that he is ready to...

But this cannot be blamed on Liang Hui. Liang Hui is not wrong. His nature and experience have determined that he is such a person. He is meticulous, gentle, strong, and good at caring for others. When he is affectionate, he can drown people, but he cannot let himself go." "Love" a person very much, it's not whether he wants to or not, it's a kind of ability.

His identity and the responsibilities on his shoulders also determine that it is impossible for him to be with only one person in his life, and Zhu Zhiyi understands that.

So Zhu Zhiyi never overestimated Liang Hui's feelings too much.

Besides, he is the one who likes Liang Hui now, so there is no reason to ask Liang Hui anything. From the moment he admitted to Zhong Yan that he liked Liang Hui, he thought it through very clearly. The acquaintance mixed with the use of games, the inherently different temperaments in the bones, the principles of dealing with people, and the natural confrontation between the status and status of the monarch and his ministers. The separation of these years has determined that this is destined to be a relationship that is difficult to bear fruit. I wish you to return It's fair to say.

In the past three years, even when he lost his memory, he often had a dream, not that his grandfather was beheaded in the heavy snow, not that he entered the unknown gate of Jindu City alone, not that he lived and died with Zhong Yan in the snowstorm Fighting, but—the face of Liang Hui outside the city gate that day, alert, calm, ruthless, and resolute, quickly attracted the shadow guards to ask Zhu Zhiyi how to retreat as a hostage.

Obviously, one second he and Liang Hui were making snowmen in the snow, but the next second the people around him turned into that calm, self-restraining and decisive face.

This scene was replayed over and over again in Zhu Zhiyi's dream, and every time he woke up, he was sweating profusely and felt lost.The heart is empty, as if a piece has been gouged out, it hurts.

He thought he didn't care, but his subconscious betrayed his self-deception. Zhu Zhiyi had no way to stop missing Liang Hui, so he could only keep reconciling with himself and exhorting himself. .

But he didn't want to do anything at first, he was very satisfied to be able to return to Beijing safely, and to meet Liang Hui again, he had used up all his courage, strength and luck.

It's just that I don't know why Liang Hui's temperament changed so much. During the years he was away...what happened?

Liang Hui didn't know that a seriously ill person could think logically and logically, and go so far. When he brought water, Zhu Zhiyi reached out to take it. Liang Huiju raised his head slightly, and shook his head slowly. Wrap him in your arms with one hand: "I'll feed you." Gentle and strong.

As soon as Zhu Zhiyi raised his eyes, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "How are you?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi couldn't see him like this, and quickly said, "Okay."

Liang Hui's eyes were deep, and he felt very happy. On a cold night in late autumn, he held Zhu Zhiyi in his arms and fed him water. Their skin was touching, their breaths were intertwined, and they were so close to each other that there was no distance or barrier between them. The satisfaction and the secret joy of beating heartstrings clamored wildly in the body.

Seeing that Zhu Zhiyi's lips became moist little by little, his whole dry heart felt like rain and dew. Just such a simple little thing, his heart was about to overflow.

It's true... very happy, the kind of happiness that he has never tasted before, Liang Hui couldn't help but smile at the person in his arms.

"?" Zhu Zhiyi had never seen the other party smile like this. He was a little... silly and weird. He didn't know why, but he smiled gently at Liang Hui.

Liang Hui was happier, as if he was addicted, and personally took care of Zhu Zhiyi in every detail. He poured tea, served water, took a bath, changed his clothes, changed his hair, put on socks, and stayed with him day and night, guarding his treasure like a wild beast.

The cocklebur also clings to Zhu Zhiyi day and night, and Liang Hui brushes him under the couch with a backhand, wrapping him tightly in his arms, rubbing his nose against his ears from time to time, or sticking his lips to his neck .

Zhu Zhiyi's ears were red and dry in his caress and kisses, and his heart was weightless. His body and emotions yearned for Liang Hui and couldn't resist Liang Hui, but his reason was addicted and struggling to maintain a trace of clarity: "You don't go to court Is it?"

How long has it been?Hasn't the freshness that he just came back been over?

Liang Hui thought in his heart that he has not taken a day off for New Year's Day and New Year's Day in the past few years, so it's not too much to make up for it now.

But he knew that Zhu Zhiyi cared about the business most, so he explained: "Nothing happened recently, and the Council has become more powerful in recent years, so don't worry about clearing the rules, and heal your wounds at ease. I won't delay the government affairs."

Zhu Zhiyi nodded. He knew that Liang Hui managed the country very well. All the way north, what he saw and heard made him proud of this former ally.

After hesitating for a while, he still asked: "Liang Junting, did Sui Yin come to look for me?"

He didn't see many people these days, except Yuping and Qiao Yi, who was a wolf.

"Yes, do you want to see Qing Gui?" The doctor was saying that Zhu Zhiyi wanted to rest, and Liang Hui blocked all the requests.

Zhu Zhiyi asked: "Is it possible?"

Liang Hui paused, frowned, and said to him seriously: "Qinggui, don't ask me like that, you can do anything with me."

Zhu Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Then I'll see you?"