wear to ancient daily life

"A Rong, aren't you still angry?" Yu Heng followed Yun Rong step by step, looking at him cautiously.

"How could it be?" Looking at Yu Heng strangely, Yun Rong asked with a half-smile, "Could it be that I'm so stingy in your eyes?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng replied repeatedly: "Of course not." Ah Rong is the most generous towards those around him.

But his sweetheart's expression was not right, Yu Heng hesitated for a moment, after thinking about it, he said, "A Rong, are you dissatisfied with... that booklet?"

Yunrong: "..."

"If you don't like this stuff, we can..."

"What are you thinking about?!" Yunrong sighed helplessly when he heard his tone like a strong man breaking his wrist, "I... don't feel displeased, it's just that it's too early for us to talk about it."

In other words, you have to wait.

Since he chose to be with Yu Heng and became his partner, um, even though he was a boyfriend, he had to do something to occupy such a position.

It is impossible for Yuheng to live like an ascetic for the rest of his life, let alone, there is another word called - can't help it.

These are things that will happen sooner or later, so he won't be angry with Yu Heng.

"It's because I didn't think well." Obediently and cleverly admitted his mistake, Yuheng's brows and eyes added a bit of spring, he blinked in embarrassment, and whispered to Yunrong: "I'm not busy... ...close to you?"

The intimacy echoed in Yun Rong's ears with some indescribable meaning, and the heat that had just dissipated on his face rose up again in an instant.

Embarrassed, shocked, embarrassment exploded in his body, Yun Rong turned his face, and fixedly looked at Yu Heng who said these words, seeing that his face was full of teasing, how could he be as pitiful as before?

Dress up again!

This acting skill, looking at the entire Song Dynasty, he said that no one dared to be the number one.

Yun Rong froze on the spot for a while, and replied coldly with the word "hehe". If it wasn't for his ignorance of modern vocabulary, this bastard might have to change his words.

"Get close? Why don't you say that you want to get close to me with a negative distance?" It was rare for Yunrong to speak out what was in his heart.

"Negative distance?"

Chewing these two words repeatedly in his mouth, the fresh vocabulary made Yuheng show a playful expression, "Arong is really knowledgeable, read a lot of books, and can always say something weird."

He raised his eyelids and said slowly: "But I like this word."

"..." No, how could he be so receptive?

Yun Rong looked at him silently, and didn't talk back to him, glanced at the gate of Yun Mansion not far away, and said softly: "It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

"Yeah." Yu Heng nodded, "Arong, you go, I'll watch you go in." Only in this way can he feel at ease.

For some reason, Yu Heng always has a habit when she leaves, she has to watch her back.

But he didn't go into it too much, he waved his hand at Yu Heng, and just as he was about to turn around, he wrapped a hand around his waist and pulled him into his arms with a light pull.

The smell of Qing Lie lingered, Yu Heng smoothed Yun Rong's temples lovingly, put his bright red lips against his amber eyes, pecked several times, and said in a low voice: "A Rong, I will wait for you to bear my burden. The day of the distance."

As he spoke, it seemed extremely unbearable, Yuheng's chest heaved violently, his voice was slightly hoarse, "You are not allowed to read tonight, you should arrange it earlier."

This tone of admonishing the child made Yun Rongren couldn't help laughing. He hugged Yuheng and promised, "I know, I won't mess around."

"Go back."

When Yun Rong's figure turned a corner and was no longer seen, Yu Heng lowered his eyes and restrained his emotions.

Standing in the light and shadow, he flicked his fiery red sleeves slowly, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

The shadow guard who came out of the darkness knelt on the ground, and said something respectfully.

"Zixiang Pavilion? It's a good place." Hearing this, Yu Heng had an unpredictable expression on his face.

The next day, Zixiang Pavilion quietly ushered in a top honored guest.

The boy was wearing a bright red robe, with delicate dark patterns embroidered on the neckline and cuffs, dazzling like a raging fire.

Yu Heng wandered around the courtyard through the window for a moment, then said: "The environment is elegant and quiet, it is really suitable for recuperation."

"It is its blessing to be praised so much by His Highness." The gentle voice came from the inner room, which caused Yuheng to raise his eyebrows, and asked quite politely: "I wonder if I can go in and talk about it?"

"Zezhi suffers from a disease, and I am afraid that I will be sick and your Highness." This is very euphemistic, plain and simple.

But Yuheng didn't see the slightest bit of anger, instead he said calmly: "You benefited the common people in the Guanzhong area, and you fell to bed exhausted physically and mentally. I should go in and visit you for the country and the people. Stay away?"

With an official accent, Yu Heng grew up in a deep palace when he was a child, so naturally no one can win him.

The people in the room were startled by his shameless words, they were silent for a long time, and compromised: "In that case, please come in, Your Highness."

After a few steps into the room, Yuheng frowned slightly.As early as when he was outside, he could smell the faint smell of bitter medicine in the air. It is reasonable to say that the smell of medicine in the bedroom is stronger, but this smell is more than five times stronger.

The first thing I saw was a pile of white jade porcelain bottles, bottles and jars, which were placed on the shelf outside the screen, and they were colorful.

Yu Heng took a careful look and found that there were various types. A dark color flashed across his eyes, and he immediately walked around the screen.

The huanghuali wood carved canopy bed was quietly placed there, and through the thin veil, a dark figure could be vaguely seen lying inside.

Sensing Yuheng's gaze, Zhou Zezhi didn't pay attention, and said in a gentle voice, "Now that Your Highness has seen it, you must be able to return, right?"

"...Why is there no one around you to serve you?"

"Huh?" Zhou Zezhi smiled, and said with a smile: "Your Highness wants to come, so I can't let other people be rude to you."

In front of him, his father always praised Zhou Zezhi, saying that he was smart and quick-witted, and he was a rare talent.In addition to the previous relationship, Yu Heng was not surprised that he could guess that he would come today.

His expression remained unchanged, he found a stool and sat down very naturally, his eyes locked on the man, "Why don't you open the curtain?"

"Zezhi is still ill, his face is damaged and it is inconvenient to see others."

Yu Heng didn't force her, she was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Thank you."

Although it is just three words, it contains his endless gratitude to Zhou Zezhi, and his sincere feelings are tight.

"Thank you so much?" The dark figure moved, his voice sounded surprised, "Your Highness is really joking, what can I thank you for?"

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Yu Heng pursed his lips and got straight to the point, "The genius doctor in Southern Xinjiang was invited by you."

The 100% affirmative sentence made Zhou Zezhi raise his brows, and he said amusedly, "What kind of miraculous doctor from southern Xinjiang? What is your highness talking about?"

"I don't know why you deny it, but I know it's you."

Zhou Zezhi: "..."

After a while, he said, "How do you know?"

It is said that the royal family's secret guards are all over the world, but the territory of the entire Song Dynasty is so vast, there must be blind spots no matter what.Only when it is located in Shangjing, will the emperor place eyeliner everywhere.

He did this matter in a really secretive manner, even if Yu Heng had his hands and eyes open to the sky, it was impossible for him to know what went wrong?

Just when thoughts were spinning in Zhou Zezhi's mind, Yu Heng explained, "At first, I also thought that the old man was found by his subordinates, but now that I think about it, it's too coincidental."

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, "I believe that too many coincidences are deliberate, and accidental is not accidental."

Zhou Zezhi: "Just because of this... intuition?"

"of course not."

Speaking of this, a trace of sarcasm flashed across Yuheng's face, and he didn't know whether it was towards himself or the Yu clan, "The royal family has never shown so-called kindness to any Miao people. If we really want to talk about kindness, Only your Zhou family has it."

Zhou's grandfather once got a rare spiritual herb when he was young, and because he didn't understand the medicine, he gave it to a friend as a gift.

That friend is a great big shot.

It was also because of a plant of medicinal herbs that the Miao people owed the Zhou family a great favor, a great favor for successfully cultivating the King of Ten Thousand Gu.

As Zhou Zezhi's heir to the next generation of the Zhou family, it was easy for Zhou Zezhi to personally go to southern Xinjiang to ask the patriarch to come out of the mountain.

"It turned out that there was a mistake here." Zhou Zezhi sighed helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Then I hope His Highness will keep this secret, don't tell Yunrong."

"Why?" Yu Heng asked strangely that Zhou Zezhi would make such a request.

"There's no reason, it's just that I simply don't want him to know. After all, if someone with his character knows everything, he will definitely remember me for the rest of his life. Presumably His Highness doesn't want it either?"

After the words fell, Zhou Zezhi laughed lightly, "So it's better not to let him know."

Yuheng: "..."

He was a little gaffe for a moment, as if all the words were stuck in his throat.This kind of situation will only appear when facing Yunrong. Today, it is rare, he will feel this kind of feeling of being unpredictable in Zhou Zezhi's body.

So novel! !

There are people in this world who don't want their sweetheart to be remembered forever.Could it be that he wanted to stand out from everyone and be an insignificant passer-by in his life?

Obviously, Zhou Zezhi is not such an idiot.

Yuheng Ruyu's fingertips couldn't help tapping the solid wooden table twice, and said frankly: "I don't want anyone but me to leave traces in Ah Rong's heart."

He lowered his eyes, touched the jade pendant on his waist and continued: "But you are different, you can."

The grace of saving lives is greater than the heavens. Zhou Zezhi saved Ah Rong and his life, so we should not hide it from Ah Rong. It is whoever belongs to him. He can still tell the difference on this point.

Zhou Zezhi was surprised for a moment when he realized that he wanted to tell Yunrong what he said.Yu Heng's possessiveness towards Yun Rong is terrifying, he thought he could successfully persuade him.

I didn't think so...

"Forget it." A well-knit hand protruded from inside, and Zhou Zezhi slowly opened the curtain, revealing the figure covered by the bed.

The man's clear and elegant face was pale, with no trace of blood on it.It is also because of his extremely white skin that the slender cuts from his forehead to his cheeks are particularly ferocious. Dotted on this face, it severely destroys the original good appearance.

Even the exposed hands are not much better than the face, even much more tragic.

Seeing his dignified face, Yu Heng's eyes widened, and he subconsciously asked, "How did you do it?"

Zhou Zezhi bent his arms, half propped up his body and leaned lazily on the soft pillow, his posture was casual, and his every move was beautiful and picturesque.

Although his appearance is not good at this time, the elegance and dignity that has been immersed in his bones since he was a child made him not shy in front of Yuheng. When the matter was revealed, he didn't need to hide it. He opened his lips and said: "Go find someone else's Clan land, of course you have to pay a price."

It's an understatement, if he didn't see the injuries all over his body and the strong smell of bitter medicine in the room, he would have believed it.

For some reason, Yu Hengwu felt that his throat was a little dry, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely: "Why?"

Why... After suffering so much, you still want to keep more heartache and grievances to yourself?

"Why?" Zhou Zezhi repeated this sentence subconsciously, and suddenly said with a low smile: "Because, I love him."

Mentioning that person, Zhou Zezhi's brows and eyes could not help softening, he slowly raised his eyelids, his slender and curly eyelash feathers seemed to be the wings of a butterfly, fluttering their wings, the first time it was useless to address him, he called Yu Heng name, "Yuheng."

He stared straight at him, and said word by word: "My love for Yun Rong is no less than yours."

People in the world love in all kinds of ways. Some people possess and plunder, while others love and share.And he is giving and fulfilling.