[Hanwu Huo Wei] There are trees in the mountains

As soon as Wei Qing entered the champion Hou's mansion, Wei Qing was secretly taken aback.

The appearance of Champion Hou's Mansion is as imposing and extravagant as his master, but once inside, it looks different.

Huo Qubing didn't like to be noisy, although the mansion was big, there were very few servants in it.The interior layout is very similar to Changping Hou's Mansion, but it lacks the warmth and warmth of Changping Hou's Mansion, and has a little more desolation and loneliness.As soon as he entered the mansion, Wei Qing felt a chill quickly spread over his body, even the not-so-thin spring clothes couldn't resist the chill.

This mansion is like a shackle, trapping the free and easy young man beside him.

"Uncle, let's go in." Huo Qubing led the way first, met the butler on the way, Huo Qubing ordered to go down to the kitchen to get some dishes, and then bring up the wine from Bowanghou from the cellar.Listening to the dishes, those were Wei Qing's favorite food, even the wine Huo Qubing had warmed up the kitchen so as not to cool Wei Qing's stomach when drinking.

Wei Qing looked at his nephew's resolute and handsome side face. It was rumored that Huo Qubing was inconsiderate, but his nephew had a gentle and meticulous heart under his cold appearance.

"Uncle and I will have dinner in the garden." Huo Qubing took Wei Qing's hand and took him to the largest and most peaceful place in the Hou Mansion.

The eyes are full of peach blossoms, and the world is full of beauty in April.A pavilion can be seen faintly under the cover of layers of peach trees.As I approached, I saw a few tall and straight green pines planted behind the pavilion, and white veils were hung around the pavilion, and peach blossoms were flying all over the garden with the breeze.

Wei Qing just felt that the garden was full of flowers and dazzled his eyes. His nephew turned around and smiled and said with a bit of unwillingness: "The court is busy with affairs, so uncle doesn't have time to go to Weishui with Qubing."

He brushed away the petals in front of his eyes, smiled lowly, and continued softly: "It's okay, just move the peach blossoms from Weishui to Qubing."

Wei Qing couldn't help raising his hand to caress Huo Qubing's frowning brow.His Qubing should have been reckless, and he was also used to his nephew's mischief and willfulness. At some point, this lawless child also learned to force himself.

Slender fingers with thin calluses lightly stroked his eyebrows, Huo Qubing gently closed his eyes and rubbed against Wei Qing's palm with his side face, took a deep breath and smiled contentedly.

Huo Qubing raised his hand to take the flower that fell on Wei Qing's hair, and held it on his fingertips, his frosty face softened, and there was warmth in his eyes.

His nephew was born rich and noble, so he was not talkative when he was young, but he became even more taciturn when he grew up.He does not open his heart to others, and it is difficult for others to guess his thoughts.Almost no one knows that Huo Qubing likes this delicate flower, just like no one knows why he likes this flower.

Wei Qing didn't know either.He only knows that his nephew fell in love with viewing flowers from some time ago, but he doesn't love peonies, he doesn't love Han Mei, he only loves peach blossoms.

Whenever Huo Qubing sits under the peach tree and looks up at the garden full of flying flowers, the emotions in his eyes are always sweet, gentle and sad, and it seems that his thoughts are drifting far away with the pink flowers and the wind. I am immersed in the memory and do not want to wake up.

Wei Qing thought that the last time he took Huo Qubing to the Wei River was when Huo Qubing was five years old.At that time, Wei Qing was Jianzhang Supervisor, and he took Huo Qubing, who was restless, to Weishui River when he was resting. It was a spring day when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the peach blossoms beside the Weishui River were as bright as clouds. Although Huo Qubing opened his mouth wide in surprise, he was not as obsessed as he is now.

until--

He sat under the tree and ate the cakes made by his uncle himself, watching his uncle dance the first set of sword skills he taught him.

"Uncle is so pretty!" Huo Qubing stuffed the rest of the pastry into his mouth, and rolled into Wei Qing's arms with his fat and short legs like a ball of dough, hugging him tightly.

Wei Qing withdrew his sword momentum, hugged Huo Qubing's limp body and hugged him.The child in his arms still had a faint scent of milk, and he became playful for a moment, so he asked, "Qu Bing, is it peach blossoms or uncle?"

Huo Qubing's big bright eyes blinked, and the cheeks of Baozi's face became bulging because of the stuffed pastry.He looked at the petals falling under the sword energy, and then at his uncle.Suddenly, he held Wei Qing's face in his baby's plump hands, and kissed it with his rosy lips.

"Uncle is the prettiest! Prettier than peach blossoms!"

"Look at your sweet mouth!" Wei Qing laughed loudly, rubbing his head and accompanied him to play and practice sword under the peach blossom tree.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the clear sword chant recalled Wei Qing's thoughts of walking away.

Huo Qubing stood in the peach grove, holding his sword, two fingers brushed against the edge of the sword and pointed at Jiutian, the sword light flickered and scattered red.The intent of the sword follows one's heart, and the sharp and sharp sword looks like a frightening dragon. The black and wide sleeves follow the sword to attract a sleeve of soft powder, which is split into several petals by the sword wind in an instant.His sword intent overflowed with murderous aura for a while, and turned into flowing tenderness for a while.Wei Qing watched Huo Qubing's face and expression unchanged, only his eyes were as bright as a mirror and then gradually dimmed.

Especially when he inadvertently met Wei Qing's eyes, those dark and energetic pupils reflected Wei Qing's figure, and the lingering and helpless self-mockery flashed by.Huo Qubing quickly looked away again, only staring at Jianfeng closely, with a wry smile that seemed to be there but not there.

After the song was over, Huo Qubing put away his sword.There was sweat on his forehead, but his face was a little pale.

He walked up to Wei Qing and sat down, Wei Qing handed him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and looked at his bad face worriedly.Asked: "What's the matter? But what's wrong?" He was obviously fine just now, what happened to this child.

Huo Qubing served Wei Qingman tea, and poured himself a cup.He raised his hand to caress his heart, and smiled indifferently: "I was a little anxious just now, and I lost my breath for a while."

Seeing the disbelief in Wei Qing's eyes, Huo Qubing pouted and said childishly, "Really!"

To prove it, he stood up and walked around in front of Wei Qing a few times, with his back straight and his arms imposing.

Wei Qing nodded, knowing that he was overthinking.

He didn't see that when Huo Qubing was carrying him on his back, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists under his sleeves, and endured the constant pain in his mouth.

After eating, Wei Qing was about to go back to the mansion, but Huo Qubing stopped him from letting him go, he tried to count out the countless things that his uncle coaxed him to lie to him more than ten years ago but did not come true, and bluntly said that if his uncle stayed overnight today In the Qubing mansion, Qubing will treat him as an uncle who lied to him in the past. If he doesn’t keep it, he will still be angry with his nephew. Then he can only ask his uncle for forgiveness if he kneels down in the Changping Hou’s mansion tomorrow.

Wei Qing knew that Huo Qubing kept what he said, he insisted on going back to the mansion to ensure that if Huo Qubing was not allowed, he would go to kneel in front of the gate tonight, so that others would see Huo Qubing's bad reputation and suffer rumors in the palace.Now that the emperor loves Huo Qubing, if he knew that General Hussars would kneel outside the door and dare not enter the mansion in order to ask for his uncle's forgiveness, he would inevitably suspect Huo Qubing.

"Okay, okay, uncle can't hold you back, so just stay." Wei Qing sighed and smiled helplessly, and brushed a strand of hair scattered on his forehead behind his ear for his nephew.

"As long as you are happy, uncle has nothing to be unhappy about." He patted his nephew on the shoulder, saw Huo Qubing's disbelief that he agreed immediately, smiled and lightly slapped Huo Qubing on the back.

"Don't tell me to go on? Otherwise, where will uncle sleep tonight?"

Huo Qubing was like waking up from a dream, and he smiled in surprise, revealing his snow-white teeth.He hastily responded and turned around and ordered the housekeeper to send someone to the Marquis of Changping to deliver Wei Qing's court clothes for going to court tomorrow, and also asked someone to clean up the wing.

In the evening, Huo Qubing insisted on taking a bath with Wei Qing. Although the soup pool in the Champion's Mansion was not as big as the one in Ganquan Palace, it was several times larger than the usual pool.Wei Qing originally wanted to wash alone, but after knowing what Huo Qubing was thinking, how could he pretend that he didn't know anything and be honest with his nephew.

Huo Qubing saw Wei Qing's doubts, and said that uncle needn't worry, he recently taught the massage method of relaxing tendons and dredging collaterals with the royal doctor in the palace, his uncle contracted a cold disease on the outside after many years of fighting, soaked in hot springs and used massage to revitalize his joints With the coldness gone, I won’t be able to sleep peacefully with a heart-rending cough in the middle of the night if I get cold again in winter and spring.

Seeing that his nephew had already made it so clear, Wei Qing no longer refused.

The two entered the bath, Huo Qubing poured a handful of water on his face, swung the water off his face and swam to Wei Qing's side, and put his hands on Wei Qing's shoulders.

Wei Qing came back to his senses in shock, the warrior's natural vigilance made his back extremely sensitive.As long as someone approaches, the muscles on the body tense up immediately.After seeing the people behind him clearly, Wei Qing relaxed.

"Uncle is too vigilant, Qu Bing is not those Xiongnu dogs." Huo Qu Bing said aggrievedly, and his men slowly massaged the acupuncture points on Wei Qing's shoulders.

"Decades of habit can't be changed." Wei Qing smiled lightly, covering his nephew's hand on his shoulder with one hand to comfort him.

Huo Qubing looked down at the slender, white hand that did not look like a general on his hand.His eyes darkened, and a faint flame rose out.The fingers of the other hand were not under his control and placed on Wei Qing's fragile cervical spine, sliding down along the clear joint line.

"Huh?" Wei Qing tilted his head slightly, frowning as if asking.

Huo Qubing hastily collected his mind and kept telling himself not to be greedy.

After bathing, Huo Qubing asked Wei Qing to rest in his room, while he went to the wing.In the middle of the night, there was the sound of a watch from outside the mansion.Wei Qing woke up somehow, closed his eyes for a long time without feeling sleepy, put on his clothes and lay down next to the bed.

The window is facing the garden, and a lot of pines, cypresses, peaches and plums were picked outside the house.The night wind blew and brought peach blossoms into the window, Wei Qing caught a few pieces with his hands, and raised his eyes with a smile on the corner of his mouth to see a figure standing in the distance who seemed to be looking at this side.

That person was Huo Qubing.

He only wore thin obscene clothes, not even a coat.A pair of deep pupils looked at Wei Qing affectionately.At first he just stood outside Weiqing's window in the garden because he couldn't sleep, but he didn't want to sink into the memories and forget the time for a while.

When Wei Qing saw him, Huo Qubing smiled, as if he had said something to Wei Qing, but it was so far away that Wei Qing couldn't hear what he said lightly.

Pushing the door and going out, Wei Qing said, "Qu Bing, why don't you go to rest so late?"

"Can't sleep, come and see uncle, did you wake him up?" The voice was apologetic.

"Where, uncle woke up by himself." Wei Qing felt his nephew's body was cold, and his face turned pale from the cold.He took off his coat and put it on Huo Qubing, and the next second the coat was back on his shoulders.

"Let's put it on, uncle, don't catch a cold." Huo Qubing pulled Wei Qing into his hands to keep him warm. In fact, his own hands didn't have much warmth.

The two were speechless for a while.

"Uncle." Huo Qubing suddenly said: "Qubing has been thinking about it for a long time, but Qubing still loves uncle."

Wei Qing: "!"

"Even if I tell myself that my uncle won't like it, Qubing still comes uncontrollably. I feel satisfied just seeing my uncle."

"Why are you so stubborn, kid?" Xu is used to it, Wei Qing didn't get angry like the previous few times, he was just helpless.

"So what about being obsessed?" Huo Qubing's thin lips curled up and raised his eyebrows, looking extraordinarily free and unrestrained.

"It's as good as sweetness to get rid of illness!"