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"Brother lost weight."

Yongchen rubbed the prince's elder brother's shoulder before letting go, hiding the choking in his voice.

With his strong hug, Prince Yongzhan suffocated his breath, after he let go, took a breath, Fang smiled and said: "You have grown in strength."

"Hasn't your stature grown?"

"Hmm..." Prince Yongzhan looked at him up and down, and in a very rare stubbornness, he said with a smile: "Let's compare."

So the two brothers stood back to back.

The ministers and workers on the river outside had already retreated quietly, even Su Danmo and others stood guard outside the hall, leaving the two brothers to talk.

After Yongchen stood still, he smiled furtively and slightly bent his knees.

Prince Yong Zhan didn't notice, he compared it, and saw that he was slightly taller than Yong Chen, so he said with a smile: "You are as tall as me. Maybe it's the wind in Saibei that makes people grow taller?"

Yong Chen turned around, took advantage of the opportunity to hold the hand of the prince's brother who was hanging down, and said with a smile: "The wind in the courtyard of Dunben Palace is still pleasant. The wind in Saibei seems to be blown from the stove in summer, and it is even worse in winter. It’s hard—it’s not the wind, but frozen knives. When it hits someone’s hand, it’s almost freezing through the bones of the hand..."

Hearing what he was saying, Prince Yongzhan also looked down at the hands they held together.

One is porcelain white and slender, with smooth skin and almost invisible pores; the other is honey-colored and thick, with well-defined knuckles and full of blood vessels hidden in the flesh.

Yong Chen followed his line of sight, gradually stopped talking, and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?" Suddenly realizing something, he spread his hands and said, "Did it hurt you?"

There are thick calluses on the pads of his fingers and the tiger's mouth, and there is a slightly thinner layer on the upper edge of his palm, which is rough to the touch and will definitely hurt if he uses force.

"Hey, I'm used to hanging out in the Huiyuan military camp. The soldiers have rough skin and thick flesh..." Yong Chen took a look, the hands of the prince's elder brother were already flushed from his rubbing just now, he wanted to take a closer look, but couldn't Fearing that he might not be able to grasp the severity, he froze there for a while, looking at a loss.

Prince Yongzhan took his hand again, and said gently with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a little itchy."

This time, he held Yong Chen's hand very tightly, as if he wanted to embed the two people's flesh and blood together, sharing the pain.

Yong Chen put down his mind.

The two brothers entered and shared dinner.

Yongchen was really hungry, from Qianqing Palace to Yichun Palace, he didn't eat a single grain of rice for most of the day.

Here he is devouring delicacies like wind and clouds.

Prince Yongzhan just sat opposite and watched, occasionally pouring a cup of sweet soup himself to prevent him from choking.

At first, he looked at Yong Chen's eating face and laughed, but slowly a little pity appeared in his expression, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, but he never asked Yong Chen to eat more slowly.

Yong Chen swallowed three big bowls of rice in a row, and ate the main course on the table until the bottom of the plate was exposed, only then did he feel a little full, and rinsed his mouth to wipe his mouth.

He picked up a honey pomelo in his hand, looked left and right, lay down next to the prince's brother's thigh, tossed the grapefruit up and down, like a satiated leopard, squinting its eyes to take a nap.

Prince Yong Zhan asked softly: "Sleepy?" He raised his hand to untie his hair, and ran his five fingers along his long black hair.

Yong Chen pulled down the sleeves of the prince's elder brother and covered his face with only his half-closed eyes showing.

Prince Yongzhan just laughed and let him make trouble.

Yongchen sniffed the fresh and fruity fragrance of pomelo through his sleeve, and smiled intoxicatedly: "It's the smell."

"What is the taste?"

Yong Chen was silent for a while, and said quietly: "The taste of home."

Prince Yongzhan was taken aback for a moment, looked down at his younger brother who was pillowed on his lap, and asked, "Have you seen Concubine Shu?"

Yong Chen evaded and didn't answer, turned to one side, buried his face in his waist, and said in a low voice, "Where is my brother, that's my home." He still acted like a child.

"Then why are you still running to Saibei?" Prince Yongzhan teased.

Yong Chen looked up at him, with bright smiling eyes, "The world belongs to my brother. I'm going to guard the house for my brother."

Prince Yongzhan slowly smoothed his long hair for him. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, and said for a while, "Didn't you see Concubine Shu?"

Yong Chen buried his face in his waist and abdomen again like a fool, pretending to sleep.

Prince Yongzhan knew that he was determined not to talk about this matter, he sighed in his heart, he just pushed him and said: "Take off the outer armor before going to bed—go to your bedroom in the west room to sleep."

Because he took a detour to Lanzhou, and had to arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yongchen spent the last few days traveling night and day, and after entering the palace, he was so busy that he didn't care about Jiayi—he was very hungry when he was eating. , smelling the smell of rice, how can I change clothes.

Yong Chen got up lazily, and slowly took off the armor covering the outside, while walking towards the west, his footsteps were lingering.He suddenly thought of something, reached into the side pocket of the armor, turned around and handed a dark red dried flower in front of Prince Yongzhan.

"What is this?" Prince Yongzhan took the flower, his fingers were pricked by the thorns, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Be careful." Yong Chen hurriedly took it again, his own hands were covered with calluses, and he had no feeling for such thorns for a long time.He put the dried flower in the thin-necked white porcelain bottle used for hot wine, and pushed it to the prince's elder brother, "It's not a famous flower. I walked south on the way back to look at the scenery in the middle. This is a place in Kushui Town, Lanzhou." Planting flowers, the fragrance is tangy."

Prince Yongzhan has already recognized what kind of flower it is, looked at the dried flower, and said with a smile: "Why did you single out this one?"

"When I left Kushui Town, I was caught on my belt by a flower protruding obliquely by the roadside." Seeing the elder brother of the crown prince staring at the flower intently, Yong Chen was delighted and said with a smile, "I don't think there is anything else I can do." As a gift to my elder brother, why not bring this flower to you. Although it is not a flower, its fragrance is getting stronger...Do you like it?"

Prince Yongzhan is still playing with the dried flower, trying to make it fit in the thin-necked white porcelain vase.

Yong Chenna's casual intervention is really not in line with his aesthetics.

Yong Chen chuckled softly: "People say, 'Goose feathers are sent thousands of miles away, but the gift is light and the affection is heavy', brother, don't despise me..."

"As long as you come back, my wish will be fulfilled." Prince Yongzhan stared at him and said seriously: "The rest are just icing on the cake."

Yong Chen only felt the blood rushing up all over his body, he took a step forward, grabbed his arms out, and wanted to hug someone again.

Prince Yongzhan backed away, frowned and said with a smile: "You guys hugged each other like this in the Northern Xinjiang barracks?"

"How could it be?" Yong Chen laughed and said, "I was in the barracks for three years, and I only hugged my war horse."

"Then why come back..."

"I miss my brother." Yong Chen hugged Prince Yong Zhan again, rubbed his face on his shoulder coquettishly, and sighed softly: "Even if there are tens of thousands of people in the military camp, they are not brothers... "

Crown Prince Yongzhan was held in his arms and couldn't move. Seeing him rubbing his loose hair on his shoulders, he smiled helplessly: "At any rate, he is also a little general who has led thousands of troops, and he has fought more than ten battles in northern Xinjiang. ——Why do you still like to act like a baby and play tricks like you did when you were a child..."

"I can lead the army and fight. My sword has drank blood from the enemy's throat, and my arrow has shot through the enemy's heart and lungs, so what's the matter?" Yong Chen was confident, and his bright black eyes looked straight at the elder brother of the prince. Is my brother not my brother?"

"When I was six years old, I shot the first arrow, and it was the bow that my brother drew for me; when I was ten years old, I personally killed a lone wolf in the Mulan paddock, and it was the sword that my brother handed me; when I was 13, I paid attention to military affairs. , is the book of war chosen by my elder brother for me..."

"If I can't do whatever I want even in front of my brother, what's the point of living in this world?"

Although the last words were more meaningful, Yong Chen asked with a smile, still rubbing the prince's elder brother's shoulder, always acting coquettishly.

Prince Yongzhan smiled and said: "I can't say enough about you." Then he joked: "It's just worrying about you for nothing. If you want to let the subordinates know that you still have such a side, I'm afraid you will lose your reputation."

"Not afraid." Yong Chen said with a grin, "I only do this in front of my elder brother, and hold it in front of outsiders."

Outside northern Xinjiang, the Rouran cavalry called this young general "Leng Yanwang".

Prince Yongzhan laughed softly, unable to imagine what he would look like when holding it up.

After Yong Chen had had enough, Fang went back to the west bedroom, but saw that everything in it was as it was when he left three years ago. There was a copy of "Chen's Art of War" next to his pillow, which he took out from the prince's brother's study, and it turned out Put it back as it was.

He picked up the military book, but found that it was not the first volume he had read at the beginning, but he had turned to the third volume of the second volume.

The cleaning eunuch naturally didn't dare to move it, and even if it was moved, he had to put it back as it was - I think only the elder brother of the crown prince can move the things on his couch in this Dunben hall.

Yong Chen was silent for a while, washed and washed as usual, changed into pajamas, rolled up the military book in his hand, turned around and walked east again.

In the Dongci room, the prince Yongzhan was about to fall asleep, and he was standing beside the bed wearing only a snow-white and soft middle coat.Su Danmo was waiting on the side, and two young eunuchs were holding a copper basin. The boiling water was boiling in the copper basin, and the heat was rising up. Two plain towels were soaked in it.

"What is this going to do?" Yong Chen was surprised, and hung his hand over the copper basin, it was so hot that it didn't look like it was being used for grooming.

Su Danmo glanced at the prince, and replied with a smile: "Your Highness, Your Highness fell into a pillow yesterday, and is going to use a hot towel to burn it to activate the muscles and veins."

"A stiff neck?" Yong Chen was stunned for a moment, he had just talked to the prince's brother for so long, but he couldn't tell at all - the prince's brother was very patient.Seeing the two little eunuchs shrinking their arms and trying to pick up the plain towels in the boiling water with their slender wooden chopsticks, he laughed and said, "Put that copper basin on the bedside shelf, and I'll do it."

As he said that, he put the book of war on the edge of the bed, and stretched his hand into the copper basin.

Prince Yongzhan hurriedly grabbed his arm and reprimanded him, "Be careful, it's hot."

Yong Chen struggled forward, and in the blink of an eye, he had pulled the plain towel out of the boiling water, the skin on his hands was only reddish.

He twisted the plain scarf and said with a smile: "It's okay, I have thick skin." Then he raised his head at Su Danmo, "Go down and rest—I'm here."

Su Danmo glanced at the prince again, seeing that he had nothing to say, he led the people back.

Yong Chen signaled the prince's elder brother to sit down on the edge of the bed, tossed the plain towel between his hands, and said, "It's so hot, I dare not stick it on your neck..."

Prince Yongzhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I just want it to be hot."

Yong Chen couldn't rest assured, he tried it on the delicate skin behind his ear first, then spread the whole thing out and put it on the prince's brother's neck, kneading it through the hot plain towel, adding a little strength , asked: "Is it better?"

Prince Yongzhan frowned and endured, not knowing whether it was pain or comfort, he breathed a sigh of relief, tried to turn his head slowly, and said with a smile: "It seems not so stiff."

Yong Chen also laughed, "If you want me to say it, it's thanks to my brother, who has always behaved dignifiedly. We just talked for so long, and I didn't realize that you have a stiff neck..."

Prince Yongzhan seemed to be in a very good mood, and joked with him: "It's not just you, you have been full of civil and military affairs in the past two days, and you haven't noticed any of them." If he hadn't opened the mouth, even Su Danmo and other servants would not have known.

Yong Chen carefully took off the plain scarf, seeing that the prince's elder brother's neck, which was originally Ruyu, was red, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Just be patient."

Yong Chen bent down to look at the elder brother of the prince, and saw that he was picking up the military book and casually flipping through it, with a calm expression on his face, he didn't know what was going on in his heart for a moment, he paused, salivated and went over with a smile: "Okay Brother, how about we talk in bed tonight? When I come back, although you don't ask me anything, I have a lot to talk to you..."

"Of course you have to ask." Prince Yongzhan smiled and stepped in, "I wanted to wait until you had enough rest in two days."

Yongchen lay down next to him, opened up the chatterbox, and told interesting things about what he had seen and heard in the past three years in northern Xinjiang.

Although Prince Yongzhan had already read about these things in his letters, it was not as good as his elated and vivid narration, and he was absorbed in listening to it for a while.

The ice stretching for hundreds of miles on the Guangming River, the yellow sheep rushing in groups under the Lingyun Peak, the vast expanse of burning clouds connected with the desert, and the military camp fighting and forming formations...

Yongchen told him about the majestic world belonging to northern Xinjiang, and also told him about the simple life in the border town.

Soldiers farming in the fields throughout the year, harvesting wheat in the "light field" on the eve of busy summer, and melon gardens on Shapotou, every year is so busy and lively, full of human fireworks.

Prince Yongzhan was fascinated by hearing this, and said leisurely: "You said that this world is my home, you are right—and you are not right. This world is my home, it is also your home, it is our home, and it is also the home of all people. s home."

The hands of the two were held together under the brocade quilt.

"My good brother, the heavens will send you a great mission, so you must first work hard on your heart and muscles." Prince Yongzhan rubbed the back of his rough hand and said with a smile: "You are willing to endure hardships, and now you are promising, I don't know how much you have Rejoice."

Nothing could make Yong Chen more excited than these words.

Yong Chen tilted his head on the prince's elder brother's shoulder, rubbed it against him, and said with a smile, "I'll go back to northern Xinjiang in a few days. People in Roulan are eager to try this year, and there is a big battle to be fought."

The crown prince Yongzhan felt deeply reluctance in his heart, but he didn't stop him, "Well..." and said slowly, "Then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until this autumn to hunt..."

"Brother keep me?" Yong Chen grinned, thought for a while, and said, "I'll go with my brother after hunting in autumn."

Prince Yongzhan closed his eyes and said with a smile, "Go to sleep."

Yongchen tossed and turned, but was reluctant to fall asleep, and the trouble made the crown prince Yongzhan "wake up" again.

Wrapped in a quilt, Yong Chen jumped onto the couch facing the window, opened the window, looked out, and exclaimed happily: "The stars are so clear tonight..." He jumped back and pushed the prince's brother, "Come and see, brother .”

Prince Yongzhan got up helplessly, and was wrapped in brocade and moved to the couch by the window.

The two brothers were lying together wrapped in quilts, looking up at the boundless dome outside the window.

"Northern star..." Yong Chen stared at it in a daze, and reported a few stars whose names he knew, but he ran out of words.

The crown prince Yongzhan continued with a smile, "To the south is the Suzaku Constellation, there are Jingmu An, Ghost Golden Goat, Willow Soil Deer, Xingri Horse, Zhang Yuelu..."

Yong Chen listened obediently for a while, he was not a quiet master, he shouted happily, "One, two, three, four, five..." Stretched out his fingers and counted, he actually counted the stars.

Prince Yongzhan was amused by his sudden action, and his body under the brocade quilt trembled slightly as he laughed.

"290..." Yongchen's voice gradually eased slightly.

Countless stars are all over the sky, like falling nine days straight from the Milky Way, sprinkled in the eyes of the two brothers.

His eyes reflected the starlight, charming but pure.

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