General he never loves me

Li Qinghe grinned and said reluctantly, "That's it, what's it like? This one?" Li Qinghe's two thumbs made a pair, ticking up and down.

Qi Zhenyuan's face turned even redder, "You said that you are about to become a father, and you are in good shape all day long." Qi Zhenyuan didn't want to continue to quarrel with Li Qinghe, so he blushed and walked away.

On New Year's Eve, the small medical clinic was surprisingly lively, full of laughter and laughter, making this New Year's Eve even more flavorful.

Hatake put a jug of wine on the dining table, "I brought this wine from Persia, please try it."

Everyone was full of praise for this wine, which made Li Qinghe so greedy that he secretly took Qi Zhenyuan's glass of wine, took a sip and stuffed it in, and after drinking it, he still slammed his mouth.

"You are crazy, you have forgotten what kind of body you are now and dare to drink?"

Bai Yansheng snatched Li Qinghe's wine glass and looked at him reproachfully.

"It's okay." Li Qinghe secretly drank the wine, feeling happy in his heart, but he still gave Bai Yansheng a look, "Keep your voice down, don't tell me the truth."

Bai Yansheng was angry and helpless, but he couldn't really do anything to Li Qinghe, he could only keep an eye on him, lest he steal a drink while he was not paying attention.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiao Song lit the fireworks in the yard. The dazzling fireworks bloomed in the night sky, making the night look like daytime.

For some reason, Li Qinghe remembered the night of the Qiqiao Festival, the fireworks that day were as dazzling as today, and he and Gu Tingfeng hadn't reached this point at that time.

In just a few months, he and Gu Tingfeng went from respecting each other as guests to being in harmony with each other, and now he wants to have Gu Tingfeng's flesh and blood, all of which Li Qinghe felt as if he was dreaming.

But his slightly protruding belly told him clearly that everything was real.

Bai Yansheng's eyes never left Li Qinghe's eyes. The colorful fireworks shone on Li Qinghe's face, making him look so good-looking, so people couldn't take their eyes off him.

But he also saw that the alienation revealed in Li Qinghe's bones was something he would never be able to get close to.

Compared to the lively scene on Li Qinghe's side, Gu Tingfeng, who is far away in Persia, seemed a bit bleak. It was supposed to be a day of family reunion, but they had to stay in this strange land.

"It's New Year's Eve, Qinghe, are you okay?" Gu Tingfeng looked at the few stars outside the window, and the loneliness in his heart increased a bit.

He remembered that at this time last year, he and Li Qinghe were still watching the new year in the general's mansion. At that time, Li Qinghe was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and insisted on staying with him.

"Hu Shuo, take the wine that the King of Persia gave you a few days ago."

Hu Shuo was a little worried, after all, Gu Tingfeng's injury a few days ago hadn't healed yet. "General, your injury is not healed yet, you can drink it in a few days."

"What nonsense, if you ask you to bring it, you can take it."

Hu Shuo was helpless, but he was afraid that Gu Tingfeng would be greedy, so he brought over a jar, "General, you still have to pay attention to your health."

Gu Tingfeng took the jar that was bigger than his head, raised his head and took a big sip, "This wine is not bad."

"General, the Persian king said that this wine is called Lumenglai. Ordinary people will get drunk after drinking a little. You should drink less."

Gu Tingfeng smiled lightly, lifted the jar and looked it up, "The name is pretty nice, come to dream... Is it possible that I can really invite Jun Rumeng?"

Hu Shuo watched Gu Tingfeng pour it into his mouth as if drinking water, which made him jump with fear.

Gu Tingfeng couldn't fully move his arm in that hand, he sighed slightly, "Did Xiaosong write you back?" "

"Yes,"

"Does he know that I'm injured? What does he say?" Even though he knew that Li Qinghe would hate him, he still wanted to know if Li Qinghe would feel any distress after knowing that he was injured.

Hu Shuo murmured for a long time before replying, "Ma'am said...you'll be fine if you don't die."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Gu Tingfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, "He really said that?"

Hu Shuo nodded slightly.

"It turns out that he really hates me, but thinking about it, I guess if it was me, I would hate him too."

A drop of hot tears flowed from the corner of Gu Tingfeng's eyes, he was sullen, and drank all the rest of the wine at once, when Hu Shuo wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

Gu Tingfeng threw the empty wine jar aside, lay back and fell asleep.

Seeing Gu Tingfeng like this, Hu Shuo didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or to say that his general deserved what he deserved.

Sighing helplessly, she covered Gu Tingfeng with a quilt and retreated.

Lying on the bed, Gu Tingfeng felt as if he had a dream, and the dream was so real.

When he saw Li Qinghe accidentally fell into the water when he was young, he rushed over without thinking. He wanted to pick Li Qinghe out of the water, but he found that he couldn't touch Li Qinghe at all. .

Even though he knew that this was a dream, Gu Tingfeng still didn't like this, and didn't like the feeling that he couldn't save Li Qinghe.

Suddenly he felt that someone had penetrated his body and pulled Li Qinghe out of the water. At this moment, he saw the appearance of that young Li Qinghe.

Gu Tingfeng took a closer look, and the person who rescued Li Qinghe turned out to be himself. He saw that he was also a young man, and he smiled and said to Li Qinghe, "Be careful next time."

Suddenly the picture gradually became blurred, and when Gu Tingfeng looked closer, he was suddenly brought back to reality.

When he opened his eyes again, Gu Tingfeng found that his face was full of tears. Gu Tingfeng covered his face with his hands, but couldn't hide the tears gushing out, "It turns out that we have known each other for a long time. Damn me, why did I forget What about it? Li Qinghe, you never tell me anything?"

No matter how Gu Tingfeng yelled out questions, the only answer to him was silence.

Just after the fifth day of the new year, Li Qinghe moved from his home to a small hut in the backyard of the hospital on the pretext that he wanted to go out with his master.

The Li family couple didn't know the truth, so they only briefly explained a few words, and then watched their son leave.

Li Qinghe opened a book, and he was fascinated by these rare medical books that Bai Yansheng got from somewhere, and he didn't feel tired after reading for several hours.

If Bai Yansheng hadn't forcibly taken his book away, he really wanted to read it at night.

But Bai Yansheng disagreed that he was so tired. Seeing Li Qinghe's ignorance, he couldn't help nagging, "You are a man, and pregnancy and childbirth are several times harder than women's. Why can't you pay attention?"

Li Qinghe stood up leisurely and stretched his waist, as if listening to what was coming out of his left ear and his right ear, "Oh, I don't feel too tired, and I'm also a doctor, so I know it well."

"Do you know? Are you sure? Then whoever went to Hatake to steal wine yesterday?"

"I just want to drink some wine because I don't have an appetite. Besides, I've been throwing up a lot these days. It's so comfortable to drink some wine."

Li Qinghe's memorable expression made Bai Yan stomp his feet angrily.

"You too, people want to eat something sour and spicy even when they're pregnant, but you want to drink. I think it will be a big bag of wine when this child comes out."

Li Qinghe laughed straight at Bai Yansheng's words, "That's a good relationship. When my son grows up, drink with me."

Bai Yansheng gritted his teeth and said, "Just be mad at me."

Li Qinghe sat back on the rocking chair proudly, "I'm hungry, I want to eat bean curd."

Bai Yansheng pointed to the setting sun outside, "Look at what time it is now, where can I get you tofu curds?"

But Li Qinghe didn't care about that, he kicked his legs, and his mouth was pouted, "But I just want to eat, and my son also wants to eat, you go and ask A Yuan to buy it, he knows where it is sold at this time .”

Bai Yansheng smiled lightly, "You've really become a grandpa."

Li Qinghe snorted twice, "It's not what I want to eat, it's my son who said he wants to eat."

Bai Yansheng smiled lightly, "Alright, then I'll go buy bean curd for my godson."

Li Qinghe nodded in satisfaction, and then realized that something was wrong, "Who do you say is your godson?"

"He, who else could it be?" Bai Yansheng pointed at Li Qinghe's stomach and hurried away.

Li Qinghe wondered why he was pregnant, so his reaction became stagnant. He lay on the rocking chair, and it took a while for Bai Yansheng to understand that Bai Yansheng was talking about himself. He was so angry that he scolded Bai Yansheng bloody in his heart. .

But this anger disappeared when Bai Yansheng brought back the bean curd.

Yang Qianyuan was the one who had a deserted new year, he was helpless in Chang'an, finally someone was kind to him, but this person had to be busy with the tedious banquets of the court.

The north wind blew past, making the person a bit chilly. He wrapped the cloak that Shangguan Yu gave him, and immediately felt much warmer.

But think about it, he is the prince after all, and the things he gave are also very good.

Yang Qianyuan still finds it a bit unbelievable that he is actually with the current prince. Although their current relationship cannot be made public, he can understand Shangguan Yu. After all, their identities and addresses include: Gender is not allowed by the world.

Yang Qianyuan thought melancholy, it would be nice if Shangguan Yu was an ordinary person, then maybe they could still appear in front of the world openly.

When Yang Qianyuan was deep in thought, he suddenly felt someone patting him on the back, and when he turned around, a familiar figure appeared.

Yang Qianyuan recalled that this little boy was exactly the one he saw in Shangguan Yu's room that day.

Seeing him turn around, the little boy gave him a bright smile, "Brother, you are still on guard at this late hour."

The monk Yang Qianyuan Zhang Er was puzzled, not understanding what the child was looking for.

The little boy shook the food box in his hand, "I'll bring you dumplings."

"Uh, thank you." Anyway, on such a big day, it's really comforting to have someone bring a plate of hot dumplings to you.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to walk away while standing guard, the little boy opened the food box and took a dumpling to Yang Qianyuan's mouth, "Try it."

Yang Qianyuan ate the dumpling and smiled naively, "It's quite delicious."

"By the way, little brother, what's your name, I just met last time and I haven't had time to ask you yet."

"My lord, Yang Qianyuan, thank you for the dumplings."

The little boy also smiled very honestly, "My name is Xiao An," Xiao An hesitated for a moment, and asked falteringly, "Brother Yang, what is your relationship with His Highness?"