Minister Gu Ming can't take care of himself

Xu Guanchen finally returned to the palace, Feiyang turned his head to look, his eyes lit up, he called out "Brother" aggrievedly, got up and ran to him.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing two bruises on his arms.It smells like medicinal oil, I think Eunuch Xiao Cheng helped him deal with it.

On the way back, Xu Guanchen heard from Eunuch Xiao Cheng that Xiao Zhi and Fei Yang... had a fight.

He rubbed Fei Yang's head, then patted the two bruises lightly, helped him breathe, and turned to look at Xiao Zhi.

Seeing him looking over, Xiao Zhi made a fist with his right hand that was hidden in his sleeve, and pinched twice vigorously, damaging the wound, before raising his right hand that was still wrapped in muslin.

Wrapped in muslin, blood slowly leaked out.The vanilla branches that were circled on it yesterday are still hanging on it.

Xu Guanchen turned his head and flicked Fei Yang's forehead: "Your Majesty has an injury on his hand, how can he fight with His Majesty?"

Feiyang was very dissatisfied: "He holds the knife with his left hand!"

The pony carriage driving on the palace road overturned.

Feiyang continued: "He still writes with his left hand!"

With a snap, the pony carriage turned over completely.

Xu Guanchen lowered his eyes, thought for a while, walked behind the screen, took a sprig of vanilla and handed it to Feiyang: "Take it and burn it, it will turn into ashes, brother will paint your forehead."

Feiyang got better quickly, but when he interrupted him like this, he forgot everything, held the branch, and happily left.

Xu Guanchen turned back behind the screen, dragged out the medicine box under the table, put the rosary hidden in the box in his arms, and smoked another sprig of vanilla.

He carried the medicine box and sat cross-legged in front of Xiao Zhi.

When applying the medicine, Xu Guanchen lowered his head and asked him casually: "Aren't you in pain?"

Xiao Zhi didn't answer.

After wrapping up the wound, Xu Guanchen made a knot with vanilla and tied it on his hand.

"It hurts very much." Xu Guanchen raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "You hit me with a dust whisk the other day, and I'm still in pain. You look like it, and I'm afraid it hurts even more."

Xiao Zhi remained silent.

Xu Guanchen stood up, picked up his usual long knife, drew it out of its sheath, and handed the handle to him: "Why don't you give me a try?"

Xiao Zhi finally said, "That hurts."

Xu Guanchen smiled, sat down in front of him again, touched the blade with his fingertips: "I haven't had a good life for a few years, what used to be..."

Xiao Zhi suddenly raised his eyes and blocked his words.

Xu Guanchen raised his eyebrows, and said: "If you don't want to make up, then don't make up."

It happened that Feiyang came in holding a small bowl of grass ash soaked in water, Xiao Zhi nodded and responded in a low voice.

Xu Guanchen also nodded, dipped his fingertips in grass ash, and traced a five-petal flower on Feiyang's forehead: "Don't touch it, wash it off after watching the New Year at night."

Then he leaned against the stove and ate two chestnuts, squinting for a while like meditating.

When he woke up, he was sleeping on Xiao Zhi's lap.Xiao Zhi took off his hair crown, wrapped his fingers around a lock of his hair, and was having fun.

Xu Guanchen didn't dare to get up, he pretended not to wake up when he woke up, and wanted to turn over quietly, but Xiao Zhi held him down and continued to play with his hair.

If Xiao Zhi had a tail, the tail would have to wrap two circles around his waist.

Xu Guanchen was held down by him, still pulling his hair, unable to move, finally unable to, he raised his hand and pushed him.

At this time, the dusk was fading, Xu Guanchen rubbed his head and got up, walked to the copper basin filled with clear water, and brushed his hair.

He turned around and asked, "Isn't it time for the palace banquet tonight?"

Xiao Zhi said, "No."

Xu Guanchen looked out of the window suspiciously: "It doesn't look like it."

Before leaving, Feiyang was still tugging on Xu Guanchen's sleeve, insisting that he come back early to watch the new year together.

Before Xu Guanchen could reply, Xiao Zhi took his hand and sent him to the chariot.

"What you said just now must mean something." Xiao Zhi whispered, "Don't run around, follow me."

Xu Guanchen thought for a while, but he really couldn't think of which sentence he said just now.

The chariot stopped in front of the He'an Hall, Xiao Zhi took his hand again, and led him to the front of the hall.

The Hall of Harmony was brightly lit, and the royal relatives who accompanied the banquet stood with their heads bowed. Xu Guanchen also lowered his head, not daring to look more. He only took a quick glance, as if he didn't see where he was.

He seemed to understand what Xiao Zhi was going to do, he struggled with the held hands, and finally was held even tighter.

It was what he said just now, "not getting along with each other", if not, he would have to sit next to Xiao Zhi.

He knew what Sizhifu had done to make his clothes shiny.

I don't know if it's shame or embarrassment, Xu Guanchen subconsciously wanted to slip away, but he couldn't move his hand away, so he had no choice but to follow Xiao Zhi forward.

Seeing his reaction so big, Xiao Zhi was unwilling to let go of him, fearing that if he let go, he would run away.

Xiao Zhi suddenly felt that the table case that was originally set on the right hand side of the main case was still too far away.

He grabbed Xu Guanchen's hand, stood still in front of the case, but did not sit down.

Xiao Cheng gave a wink, picked up the cushion with his own hands, and placed it on the side of the main case.

From the beginning of the palace banquet, Xiao Zhi and Xu Guanchen sat in front of a table, and when they raised their glasses to pray for blessings, they only raised one hand—hidden under the table table and sleeves, Xiao Zhi's hand was tightly held together. Clutching Xu Guanchen's hand.

Xu Guanchen scratched him and pinched him, even though later, Xu Guanchen didn't want to run away and just wanted to have an extra hand to eat vegetables, Xiao Zhi was determined not to let go.

Xiao Zhi took him to a place next to him, put him in front of the clan, and asked him to be worshiped by everyone with him.

He not only wanted to lock Xu Guanchen in the palace, but also put him in front of the clan, in front of the courtiers, and in front of the people of the world.

Let everyone in the world know.

According to the old rule in the palace, after drinking for seven rounds, the banquet can be dismissed.

Xiao Zhi didn't like palace banquets at first, but this time, after seventeen rounds, he led Xu Guanchen and left from the apse.

After seventeen rounds of drinking, although Xiao Zhi has a good capacity for alcohol, his mind is slightly dizzy, Xu Guanchen doesn't drink, and the cups at the table are full of tea.

In the back hall, Eunuch Xiao Cheng was holding a copper basin, but handed it to Xu Guanchen.Xu Guanchen washed the face towel twice and handed it to Xiao Zhi.

The hot air smelled of alcohol, Xiao Zhi let go of him for a short while, and in a blink of an eye, Xu Guanchen took a slow step back and finally ran away.

Eunuch Xiao Cheng took the towel and wiped his face with his fingers: "I'm ashamed."

So Xiao Zhi carried the lantern and followed him out to look for Xu Guanchen.

At this time, the palace banquet was just over, and the front hall was filled with the departing imperial relatives and palace servants, and the palace lanterns were lined up and brightly lit.There was Xiao Zhi in the apse, solemn and respectful, but he didn't hear the slightest voice.

Xu Guanchen put on his hood, rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the wind and snow without looking back.

It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous to make such a fuss at night.

Xu Guanchen suddenly stood still and shook his head.

It's not the first time he knows Xiao Zhi, he just doesn't make sense when he does things.

Xu Guanchen continued to walk forward.

The words of discord and separation were said by himself, and it seemed that it was not unreasonable for Xiao Zhi to put him in front of the clan.

He still doesn't know that Xiao Zhi is following behind him with a lantern.

The footprints in the snow were shallow and deep, Xiao Zhi followed his footprints.

Xu Guanchen originally thought that when a person was about to die, he took things lightly, and he should put aside any kind of imperial power, marquis, or kindness or resentment.

So after he knew what happened three years ago, he no longer bothered to think about the scar on his back. Also go back.

As a result, this happened at the palace banquet today—Xu Guanchen gritted his teeth, this matter is too serious, he doesn't take it lightly.

Turning around the corner of the palace wall, a plum blossom protruded from the other side of the wall.

Xu Guanchen slowed down, raised his hand to fold it, and suddenly his eyes blurred, as if someone had strangled his neck, clenched his heart tightly, and blood gushed out of his throat.Covering his mouth, he slid against the wall and sat on the snow.

Blood flowed from between his fingers and dripped onto the snow, like the red plums he was about to pick just now.

Not being able to see clearly, Xu Guanchen groped forward a couple of times, but he didn't know whose feet he was at, and whose clothes hem he grabbed.

"Xiao Yuzhi..." He didn't know at the time why he called Xiao Zhi's name, "I feel bad."

Xiao Zhi lit a lantern to see a little cinnabar on his forehead.Then he threw away the lantern, picked him up horizontally, patted his back as he walked, and called his name.

The lantern fell to the ground, the candle inside fell, and the bamboo frame and Ming paper were burned.

It has only been five days since he fell ill last time.

Two months, twenty days, and five days.

a shortened time interval.

Xiao Zhi carried him back, fed him medicine, and asked him if he was cold or hot, but he couldn't hear him anymore.

Xiao Zhi felt his forehead was hot, so he took him to the bottom of the cold pool.

As if he had a long, long dream, Xu Guanchen knew that it was three years he had forgotten, but there was a layer of veil, so Xu Guanchen couldn't see anything clearly.

Xiao Zhi asked him before if he forgot something.He didn't answer at that time, and Xiao Zhi didn't ask him any more. He just said that he had the same disease before and he would remember it soon.

Xu Guanchen thought that he was about to think about it.

Through the veil, he couldn't see clearly, let alone remember, he looked at the carousel in a daze, and finally woke up in a daze.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a short dim candle. Afraid of disturbing him, he even blocked some of the light with a veil.

Xiao Zhi was like last time, wearing a cloak, sitting beside the stone bed, reaching out his hand from time to time to test the temperature of his body.

Xu Guanchen was lying on the stone bed, lying on his side with his hands under his pillow, and looked at him carelessly with his eyes open, until Xiao Zhi noticed that there was light in his eyes.

Xiao Zhi looked at him and asked, "Are you awake?"

His answer came from the side of the stone wall and the red wall, the sound of beating clocks in a very low voice, and the sound of lighting up and setting off fireworks in the nine-story pagoda used for blessings outside the palace.

a new year.

Xu Guanchen and Xiao Zhi were watching their new year under the cold pond.

Looking at each other, Xu Guanchen got up, sat down in front of him, held Xiao Zhi's right hand, untied the herb branch he had wrapped around it, and replaced it with the warm rosary he had hidden in his bosom.

"Blessings from the Great Dao." Xu Guanchen took the rosary and circled it twice in Xiao Zhi's hand, "Xiao Yuzhi..."

Xu Guanchen smiled at him, and said something that couldn't be more plain: "Happy New Year."

Without saying a word, Xiao Zhi wrapped his rosary beads around their hands, led him forward, and gnawed his lips like a wolf.

In the darkness, the sound of the New Year's watch did not stop.

Xu Guanchen slightly raised his head to meet him.