Long Xiao wipes Qingfeng

Candles flicker at night.

The Ba Bu bed, which took up a small half of the room, had all the curtains lowered at this moment, and there was a pair of figures in the heavy curtains.

Zhong Shuo felt a little hot under Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu kissed his forehead lightly, held him down with one hand to prevent him from jumping up suddenly, and moved down with the other hand to untie something.

During the kiss, Xiao Jiu murmured: "Beining, I'm so happy, after 20 years, finally..."

He stayed in hatred for 20 years, every day, he didn't live for revenge, he pretended to be a woman and almost distorted himself in the hypocritical vanity, on the day when the imperial decree was read, maybe only Zhong Shuo knew that he was relieved.

In the past, he was for Empress Jiang and the Jiang family, and later, he was only for himself and Zhong Shuo.

Zhong Shuo put his arms around his neck and kissed him back, lips and teeth intertwined, there was a tacit understanding between pillows, Zhong Shuo knew him, so he didn't need to speak.

Meeting each other is a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation.

Zhong Shuo turned over, his Adam's apple twitched, and said, "Your Highness..."

Xiao Jiu raised her head and bit his neck, "Don't call him Your Highness, call me the name you gave me."

The neck was bitten, and the slight pain aroused greater desire, Zhong Shuo stroked Xiao Jiu's cheek with his finger, "Xuan Chen."

"Call again."

"Xuan Chen, Xuan Chen..."

Xiao Jiu suddenly reached out and groped in the dark compartment at the head of the bed, found out the box Xiwen gave him a long time ago and put it beside the pillow, pulled Zhong Shuo down forcefully, and kissed him again.

The night is still deep, and the spring is boundless.

Of course Zhong Shuo got up late the next day.

He is in good health, but he can't handle "overwork", but Xiao Jiu is in good spirits and has not been hollowed out.

Xiao Jiu was careful and did all the preparations well, so he didn't hurt Zhong Shuo, and he also ordered the water to be given medicine, and Zhong Shuo didn't feel much discomfort when he woke up.

Zhong Shuo couldn't go to court, so Xiao Jiu told him to leave early in the morning to let him sleep at ease. Xiao Gong, who was courted, was even more devastated without Zhong Shuo.

No one will care about Xiao Gong, Song Yan is concentrating on getting married.

Zhong Shuo slowly opened his eyes. Xiao Jiu was leaning on the head of the bed, playing with something in his hands, shining brightly, like a pair of jade pendants.

Seeing that he woke up, Xiao Jiu smiled and said, "Are you feeling unwell?"

To be honest, this was nothing to Zhong Shuo, so he said, "Your Highness, be careful, I'm fine."

Xiao Jiu was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he didn't quite believe what he said, so he insisted on taking a look, but Zhong Shuo insisted on stopping him, and Xiao Jiu gave up after reassuring that he was really fine.

He gave Zhong Shuo one of the jade pendants in his hand, and said: "The ancients said that after a happy marriage, a lover will give a pendant as a token of love. I know you must not have thought of this, so I prepared it first. I have been waiting for this." One day, Beining, accept it, okay?"

The jade pendant is carved from excellent seed jade, but the carved patterns are not like mandarin ducks or dragons and phoenixes, but just a small Daphne flower, each of them has one flower.

Zhong Shuo picked it up and looked at it. It was transparent and beautiful. He didn't understand these things, but he felt that what Xiao Jiu gave him must be the best.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I like it very much."

"Carve jade into the shape of daphne flowers. You wear it on your body every day. You always think about me, and I always think about you. We miss each other."

Zhong Shuo tightened his grip on the jade pendant, and said, "Okay, I've always been thinking about Xuan Chen."

Xiao Jiu smiled and said, "Okay, get up, the weather is fine today, why don't you go sit in the yard?"

Zhong Shuo nodded, and got up and got out of bed effortlessly.

Seeing his swift movements, Xiao Jiu finally believed what he said that his body was fine—it was true.

I don't know whether to be relieved or to be disappointed, it's very complicated anyway.

Sitting in the yard, Zhong Shuo suddenly wanted to show Xiao Jiu a sword dance as a gift in return for the jade pendant, but Xiao Jiu stopped him. Although it is a good thing that Zhong Shuo is in good health, he must Save your face.

Xiao Jiu pulled Zhong Shuo back, and said helplessly, "Sit quietly, Your Royal Highness doesn't need your etiquette."

Zhong Shuo said, "I just want to show His Highness."

"I don't see anything wrong with you, so shall we continue tonight?" Xiao Jiu couldn't help it because he had tasted the essence last night.

Zhong Shuo thought about it seriously, then nodded, "I thought about it too, we can continue tonight."

Xiao Jiu: "..."

Something seemed wrong, and he began to suspect that he might be hollowed out.

"Beining, you are so different from others."

Zhong Shuo said solemnly: "Naturally, everyone is different from others."

Xiao Jiu: ... There is no way to say this.

He gave up talking to Zhong Shuo and just hugged him quietly.

As a lover, you should be more tolerant.

a long time.

Xiao Jiu said: "After everything is settled, I will follow you back to the Bell Mansion."

Zhong Shuo said, "Okay, Your Highness will make arrangements."

Their matter must be put on the table as soon as possible.

A day later, Xiao Jiu was still busy in the mansion, but Zhong Shuo started to be busy.

After Xiao Jiu became a prince, he made it clear that he would not participate in the affairs of the court. After Xiao Gong found out about his relationship with Zhong Shuo, he deliberately reused Zhong Shuo at this embarrassing moment.

Although Zhong Shuo was originally a general with a lot of military power in his hands, Emperor Longde didn't really give him much to do. No matter how much time they spend with Xiao Jiu, the most contact between the two is going to bed at night and going to bed in the morning.

Xiao Jiu was dissatisfied with this, and was almost coaxed by Zhong Shuo.

After being so busy for a few days, news finally came from the palace: Emperor Longde had passed away.

Xiao Jiu let the messenger go down, leaned on Zhong Shuo, shook Zhong Shuo's hand, "It's over."

Zhong Shuo rubbed his cheek against the top of his hair, and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Xiao Jiu closed his eyes, "Well, from now on, don't worry."

"Will Your Highness sleep for a while? I will accompany Your Highness." Zhong Shuo was very worried about Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu shook his head, "No need, Xiao Gong may not be too busy alone, I have to go to the palace, you can't go, just wait for me at home."

"Okay, listen to Your Highness, I will wait for you at home."

Xiao Jiu then called Xiwen to prepare gowns and mourning clothes for herself, and after putting them on, she rushed into the palace to deal with Emperor Longde's funeral.

Xiao Gong was really in a hurry.

The dosage of the medicine was calculated. During the past two days, Xiao Gong was somewhat prepared, but after all, he had never dealt with a wedding or funeral, and he was quite at a loss.

Xiao Jiu was smarter than him, so he directly passed on to the supervisor of ceremonies to handle it with full authority, and he and Xiao Gong would just kneel outside the hall like dutiful sons.

After the eunuchs packed up Emperor Longde's remains, they found a posthumous edict stuffed under his pillow, which was the edict he passed on to Xiao Gong.

After confirming that it was indeed Emperor Longde's own handwriting, the ministers who came to the funeral saw that Xiao Jiu didn't want to fight for it, so they didn't have any objections. After all, Xiao Gong grew up under their noses. How do you know in your heart that Xiao Gong has always followed the doctrine of the mean, which is quite favored by the old ministers. It is not necessarily the case for Xiao Jiu. Seeing how he behaves, although he is better than Xiao Gong, but his temper is really bad, and the weather is uncertain, so he is not suitable for the emperor. , Compared with Xiao Jiu, most people are still optimistic about Xiao Gong, and now this result has convinced the courtiers.

Xiao Jiu helped Xiao Gong deal with some arrangements in the palace, then went back to the palace, talked with Zhong Shuo, had a meal together, and went back to the palace guard.

Emperor Longde had only two sons in his life. Xiao Jiu and Xiao Gong knelt in front of the coffin and stood guard in the middle of the night. Most of the clansmen and wives together could not hold their knees and staggered. Xiao Gong always sympathized with his courtiers, so he decided to let them go down first Not long after, there were only two brothers left.

The white candles in front of the hall flickered sadly, Xiao Jiu put a piece of paper money into the brazier expressionlessly, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Xiao Gong said: "It's not a big deal, I just want to thank Brother Huang. If it wasn't for Brother Huang, Xiao Gong would not be where he is today."

Xiao Jiu turned to look at him, "You don't need to thank me, just thank Zhong Shuo, I'm all for him."

Xiao Gong thumped his knees and said: "I am very envious of the emperor and Zhong Qing. It is not easy to be alone."

Xiao Jiu planned to go out of the palace to see Zhong Shuo later, and said impatiently: "There is no need to beat around the bush, Songyan is in the palace, I told you earlier, don't be obsessed with it."

Xiao Gong smiled wryly and said nothing.

Xiao Jiu said again: "If you really want to, you can go and find her."

"It's just that, don't worry about it, when Lin Ye's soldiers will retreat depends entirely on my mood."

Xiao Gong nodded, "Yes, Xiao Gong, thank you brother for your suggestion."

"No need." Xiao Jiu got up, straightened his clothes and went out, "It's just the duty of a monarch and a minister."

"Also, brother, you should call yourself 'Zhen' now."

Xiao Gong arranged residences for the clan members in the palace, and there was no one on the palace roads. During the day, the majestic palace was just a long path at night, deserted and scary.

During the mourning period, he was not allowed to ride in a sedan chair in the palace, so Xiao Jiu waved back the little eunuch who was leading the way, and walked slowly with the lantern in hand—he was very familiar with the road in the palace.

He was wearing a white mourning dress, which was still the most luxurious fabric, but the pale color looked like a dead soul floating in the palace.

The lantern illuminated a small halo, leading Xiao Jiu to the gate of the palace. The guards at the gate saluted respectfully and opened the palace gate for him to let him go out. .

Suddenly, he raised his head inadvertently, and saw a familiar figure in front of him.

The man was standing upright beside the carriage, waiting for him.

Xiao Jiu smiled, his white clothes turned apricot color against the light, he walked straight forward, his footsteps became faster and faster, and finally ran towards Zhong Shuo who was waiting for him.

Daphne flower jade pendant swayed in the air, jingling.

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