i want to love you

In the blink of an eye, the new year was approaching, although Long Ziye had something on his mind, but after more than a month of recuperation under Feng Wuji's care, his condition also improved.

On the night of the fourth prince's wedding, Feng Wuji did not attend because the princess was seriously ill, but Long Ziye knew in his heart that meeting the old lovers on such an occasion would only bring the situation to a stalemate and make each other ugly.

That night, Feng Wuji hugged him and recited poems to him, but Long Ziye was absent-minded and anxious.

What kind of person Feng Wuji is, he naturally saw the truth, put down the book, raised the frowning face of the person in his arms and asked: "Midnight, what are you thinking about?"

Long Ziye quickly lowered his eyes and said, "It's nothing, I'm probably tired."

"Really?" Feng Wuji rubbed his pale lips with his thumb, thoughtfully.

"Of course. Why don't I rest, and you go and do your work." Long Ziye said as he got up from his arms.

"What can I do?" Feng Wuji didn't pull him, and lay on his side on the same spot, propping his face with his hands and squinting at him.

"Busy..." Long Ziye smiled copiously, "Busy about the affairs of the court, don't you need to share all the affairs of the emperor and the prince? I don't care, you really don't need to think about me all the time." Speaking of the last sentence, The tone was a little light, not resentment, but uncertainty, not sure whether he was thinking about him, but he still said this.

"Midnight, what's on your mind these days? Still don't plan to tell me?" Feng Wuji sat up unhurriedly, and while arranging the hem of his clothes, his frozen figure came into view.

"What's on my mind? You worry too much." After the silence, there was a guilty laugh.

"It's fine if I really worry too much." Feng Wuji lifted a strand of his hair and kissed, but looked straight into his eyes. "I don't want you not to tell me what's on your mind, do you understand? I don't want to guess what's on your mind, because I have to guess too many things and too many people every day, and I don't want to do the same to you."

He is his wife, and there should be nothing to hide between husband and wife.

Long Ziye was timid in his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and suddenly his heart twitched, and he gasped in pain.

"What? It hurts again?" Feng Wuji's expression changed, and he immediately hugged him, poured out the Yangxin Pill prepared by the imperial physician, and fed it into Long Ziye's mouth. "Be careful, I'll pour you water, bear with it."

Long Zi was lying on the warm kang in the middle of the night, watching him rushing to pour water for himself, and feeding himself water carefully and gently, his flustered look suddenly made him feel unbearable.

"Don't worry..." Long Ziye took the cup and put it aside, firmly holding his hand, "I want you to hug me, just hug me, don't go anywhere."

Feng Wuji was quiet for a while, then pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"Idiot, I'm not going anywhere."

"That...that Qian'er..." He started nervously and timidly.

Feng Wuji loosened his embrace, buried his face in his neck, and smiled softly.

Long Ziye muttered angrily, "So funny?"

"It's been a long time, so it's because of jealousy?" Feng Wuji lifted his smiling face, held his face, kissed him fiercely with a little joke, and continued jokingly: "She is going to marry fourth brother, how could you think that What do I have with her? Let me think about it, could it be because of her that you got sick that time? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the princess to be so possessive, it really scared me."

Long Ziye was extremely ashamed and turned into annoyance, he withdrew his hand and said, "You yourself, you also called her name when you were sick, did I hear you wrong?"

"Ill?" Feng Wuji thought for a while, then groaned, but didn't speak again.

"Look at you, remember?" Long Ziye didn't hear his voice for a long time, and sat up from his arms angrily.

Feng Wuji smiled and said: "Alright, give me a chance to explain."

"How dare I ask 'you' for an explanation?"

Seeing his deliberately indifferent tone, Feng Wuji smiled even more heartily.

"There's a reason for that. The one who always lays on my bed is the girl Qian'er. How can a servant dare to do this? Even people in the palace, no one would do that. But after she pointed out marriage, I It is strictly forbidden for her to break into my bedroom, but she is the princess, and relying on me to pamper her, I thought the servants would not dare to stop her, and let her break in, so I mistook you for her."

After hearing this, Long Ziye became even more annoyed. "You are so good with her, why don't you marry her?"

Feng Wuji suppressed his laughter, sighed and said: "The relationship between me and her starts with her brother."

"The princess' brother?"

"Well, Rong Yu is very talented and has fought with me for many years. Unfortunately, once the military situation was critical, I had no choice but to choose to hide it from the whole army, break into the enemy camp alone, and steal the military plane. Who knew that Rong Yu found out , secretly followed me, and shot ten thousand arrows through my heart in order to protect me from leaving.”

"He..." Long Ziye couldn't bear to hold his hand tightly when he heard the last four words, and Feng Wuji stroked him to show comfort.

"Before I left, he asked me to promise that if he couldn't go back, he asked me to take care of his parents and Qian'er for him, so after that triumphant return, I asked my father to make him the king of protecting the country, Qian'er That's how you become the princess."

"So that's how it is."

"Because of the guilt towards Rongyu, I dote on Qian'er especially. I thought it was a brother-sister relationship. I don't have a sister, and I don't know how to treat her. I just treat her as if I can do whatever I want, but I didn't expect Qianer My son actually developed other feelings for me. I thought that she would wake up one day if I procrastinated, but after my fourth brother was injured for her, I realized that I should cut off this relationship as soon as possible, because I don’t love her. I should drag her, for her, apart from the love between men and women, I will try my best to satisfy her, this is what I owe Rong Yu."

No wonder he dotes on her so much, it turns out there is a reason for it.

"So, Ziye, don't be jealous of her. The reason I treat her well is because Rong Yu is different from you. You are my wife."

"I didn't know that before."

"It's my fault. I didn't think to tell you first. I thought she was going to get married. You shouldn't feel unhappy. Actually, there is one more thing..."

"Um?"

"She once committed suicide for me, trying to repay the kindness of saving her life from the fourth brother. I think she is close to madness. In order not to provoke her, I have to obey her as much as possible and not go against her will."

"What?" Long Ziye's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, so if you meet her in the future, you try to avoid it. If it is not necessary, I don't want you to have any unpleasantness. This matter can only wrong you, but don't worry, I will never let her hurt you. I won't let her hurt you. You are so wronged."

Long Ziye shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, I understand what you mean, but the fourth prince doesn't know? He still insists on marrying Qian'er?"

Feng Wuji looked at him, stared at him for a while, and then smiled softly, his voice slightly lowered.

"I didn't understand this before, but now I understand. The fourth brother naturally knows Qian'er's situation. He said that no matter who is in Qian'er's heart, crazy or normal, he will love her and love her for the rest of his life, so if I don't her, then let him have her, and he will give her happiness."

Long Ziye blushed again when he heard this, the man was clearly talking about other people's affairs, but it seemed like he was confessing to him.

"I hope that Qian'er will know the fourth prince's feelings for her as soon as possible."

Feng Wuji lamented exaggeratedly: "I also hope that you will soon know my feelings for you. Although I didn't say it, you should understand me, right?"

Long Ziye's heart was full at this moment, it was so warm.

He raised his hand with a smile, unbuttoned his button shyly with downcast eyes.

Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows lightly, and the next moment threw him on the heating kang, couldn't bear his dawdling, and simply tore off the clothes on his body, Long Ziye laughed at him for being rude and impatient.

"Still laughing, you won't be able to laugh later."

Long Ziye hooked his arm with a smile and said, "I love you."

What responded to him was a whole night of fiery entanglement, which was Feng Wuji's way of expressing his love to him.

Long Ziye followed Feng Wuji through the long palace corridors until he stopped outside the emperor's bedroom, the tension in his heart was made more obvious by the magnificent splendor in front of him.

"The Promise."

Hearing the soft call, Feng Wuji turned around and smiled, ignoring court etiquette, and held his hand in front of everyone.

At that moment, Long Ziye heard a lot of gasps, his face blushed, his head bowed and he shyly tried to retract his hand, but the man held it tighter.

"You stay here, it's fine for the king and princess to go in."

As soon as the two stepped into the bedroom, the palace guards immediately closed the door, and Long Ziye looked up at him uneasily. "Wuji, Your Majesty..."

"Don't be nervous, Father has wanted to see you for a long time, but his body has not improved, so he shouldn't be overworked. He got better a few days ago, but you fell ill again, and these few days..." Feng Wuji paused with a gloomy expression. Shut up.

"I see." Long Ziye held his hand instead, "Let's go, don't make the emperor wait."

Feng Wuji looked at his caring lover, couldn't help but kiss the corner of his mouth, and then entered the inner hall together with him.

The sick old man on the bed seemed to notice the arrival of his son, opened his eyes immediately, and stretched out his hand to Feng Wuji, who immediately helped him sit up knowingly.

As soon as he sat down, he immediately turned to Long Ziye and asked, "Are you Long Ziye?"

"Yes, Chen Longziye..."

"No, no." The emperor interrupted him with a smile, and stretched out his hand to him, "Come, come, come and sit here, I have long wanted to see the Midnight that makes Ji'er fall in love."

Long Ziye blushed, looked at Feng Wuji helplessly, and with the latter's nod, put his hand into the old man's and sat on the side of the bed, Feng Wuji also sat down behind him.

"You are so gentle and beautiful, but..." the emperor smiled, "To be honest, your appearance is different, but your temperament is somewhat similar to that of Ji'er's mother."

"Really?" Long Ziye looked at the emperor curiously.

"Well, although Ji'er's mother is a woman, she has a scholarly spirit and a heroic spirit. If she hadn't been born as a daughter and had a weak constitution since she was a child, if she was a man, her official affiliation probably wouldn't be a problem." The emperor's eyes revealed She showed a nostalgic radiance, "If possible, I really want her to see that Ji'er is already so good-looking, and there is also a person who cares about her. She always talks about not being allowed to marry Ji'er, and wants him to find him. The one in my heart, it seems that I have finally lived up to her, it's okay, it's okay." After the emperor finished speaking, he smiled gratifiedly and patted Long Ziye's hand.

His eyes were a little wet from reminiscing about the past, Long Ziye suddenly felt that he was just an old man in front of him, and he was far from the majestic and majestic emperor above ten thousand people.

His heart suddenly softened, and he was no longer afraid.

"Your majesty, you need to get better soon, so that Wuji's mother will be happier."

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, he held Long Ziye's hand tightly, and after a long time, he let it go easily.

"Silly boy, I know best about my body. When I'm old, I should admit I'm old. Has it been more than [-] years? I also miss my mother, and it's about time."

"emperor……"

The emperor chuckled and said, "You are all married to Ji'er, and you still call me the emperor? Let's call Ji'er Dad, we are a family, just like ordinary folks, we don't need those red tapes between us."

"This……"

Feng Wuji added coolly in his ear: "Father, he just doesn't want to recognize you, what do you think we should do? It's really treasonous."

The emperor put away his smile, shook his head and said, "When people are old, they have to admit they are old."

"Father." Long Ziye blushed and shouted in a low voice, but stared fiercely at Feng Wuji.

The emperor laughed even louder happily. At first hearing, the laughter was as thick as before, but when he listened carefully, he could find that the slight panting sound was revealing his old physical condition.

He picked up a brocade box from the pillow and put it in Long Ziye's hand.

"Come on, this is a gift that Ji'er's mother said she would give to her daughter-in-law. I have kept it for you for so many years, and I will give it to you now. From now on, you two should support and take care of each other, you know?"

Long Ziye nodded quickly, "I know, I will."

Feng Wuji just wanted to speak, when there was a commotion outside, which interrupted the warmth.

"I'll go out and have a look."

The emperor watched Feng Wuji leave the inner hall, then looked at Long Ziye, and said earnestly: "Son, take good care of your body, Wuji mentioned to me about the heirs, I don't mind at all, although it's a pity, But there’s nothing more important than being healthy and being by his side to be with him.”

"You really don't care? I'm a man, and I'm not in good health. If you want me...I'm..." Long Ziye hesitated, still unable to speak, and finally lowered his face with a bitter smile.

The emperor smiled and said: "If I were younger, I might not be able to figure it out, but now, what is the relationship between men and women, and whether they have children or not? People born in the royal family can't help themselves, especially like Wuji. A capable child, in the final analysis, even if you can have a child, the child may not be happy if he is born in the royal family."

Long Ziye's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise, "You really don't want to have a grandson?"

"Why don't you care if I want to or not."

Long Ziye frowned, looked at the old man for a long time, and finally made up his mind to speak a few words in his ear.

The old man was dumbfounded, and then he was overjoyed. He squeezed his hand excitedly and said, "Is it true?"

"Yes, but... Wuji won't agree, he doesn't want to..."

"Don't want what?" Feng Wuji originally just asked casually, but seeing the two people who suddenly looked at him together, especially Long Ziye's eyes flickered, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

He paced back to the bed, realizing that he seemed to have missed something.

The emperor paused, and Pai Pai nervously looked at his daughter-in-law and said, "Don't worry, Wu Ji is stubborn, even if I ask, he won't agree to marry another concubine."

"What idea do you have for me again?" Feng Wuji bluntly turned his handsome face.

"Don't be fierce, don't be fierce, don't scare my good Ziye." The emperor quickly stopped, and then continued with a smile: "Although you are not suitable for having children, I have prepared a lot of treasures for Ji'er's children. , in a while, I will ask someone to sort it out and send it to Yuri Palace, and I will use it when I need it in the future, and keep it when I don’t need it. In fact, it is not necessary to have my own child, and it would be good to bring a child to raise."

"Father." Feng Wuji said with a trace of helplessness, and wrapped his arms around Long Ziye's shoulders.

The emperor smiled and remained silent, staring at Long Ziye with piercing eyes, and said earnestly: "Zi Ye, it's important to take good care of yourself. It's always a pity to me that Ji'er's mother left early. As an emperor, you can't just Marrying a wife and not being able to make the woman I love as queen is also my most regrettable thing. I hope you can accompany Wuji well. He is so stubborn that he believes that you will last forever. I hope you can grow old together, understand ?"

"I will, I will grow old with Wuji." Long Ziye firmly met his worries and expectations.

"Father, don't worry, mother will take care of you in the sky, and Ziye and I will stay together until we grow old." Feng Wuji gently covered the emperor's lover's hand, making a low but firm promise.

The emperor smiled kindly: "Okay, go, go and rest, I'm tired."

Long Ziye turned to look at Feng Wuji, Feng Wuji patted him on the shoulder, then got up and moved forward, helped the emperor to lie down, and carefully covered him with the quilt.

Walking out of the dormitory, Long Ziye said uneasy in his heart: "I always feel that the emperor..."

Feng Wuji held his hand firmly, stopped him from speaking, and only sighed softly. "Seeing you, he has already fulfilled his wish. I know what you want to say, as long as we understand it in our hearts, the emperor always misses the queen mother, and there is nothing wrong with that."

Long Ziye sighed quietly, the emperor was indeed partial to Feng Wuji, and he didn't pass on the throne to him, not only because he knew him well, but also because he had experienced the emperor's helplessness, and he didn't want his favorite son to fall into the same predicament, even After knowing his existence, although he was happy, he was still worried about whether he could accompany Feng Wuji to grow old.

He put his arms around Feng Wuji's waist, leaned his face on his chest and said: "I will be fine, we will always be fine, and we will be happy together forever."

Most definitely.

The first emperor passed away, and the new emperor ascended the throne, Feng Wuji was so busy that he couldn't sleep for several days.

In the past few days, due to lethargy, Long Ziye often misses Feng Wuji, and when he wakes up, he always blames himself for his abnormal condition, and also blames him for not waking him up.

It's been several days since we last met, even though it's the same room and the same bed.

He stroked his stomach with a worried expression. The news was confirmed before he entered the palace that day. It has been more than ten days now, and he still hasn't had a chance to tell him.

For this good news, he insisted on pestering Feng Wuji Huan, and then secretly poured out the medicine, drinking one bowl less if he could.

Be careful, it's hard work, and when it's confirmed, you're panicked.

what will happen to himWill you be as happy as you were when you heard the news?

No, he definitely doesn't want it. It seems that it's better to wait until he reveals that he wants a child. Anyway, apart from drowsiness, he has no other symptoms. Let's see how long he can hide it.

boom!There was a sudden sound of closing the door, followed by the sound of impatient running, and in the blink of an eye, Ru Qiu ran in nervously.

"Ruqiu? What's wrong?"

"Four, four, four..."

"Four what?"

"The fourth imperial concubine is here."

"Fourth imperial concubine? Princess Hede? What is she doing here?"

"Looking for you."

"Me?" Scared!What are you looking for him for now?

"Guard Yun asked Ru Qiu to come in first, and I'm trying to delay it now." Ru Qiu rolled her eyes around, pouted her mouth on her hips, "No, this is our territory, what are you afraid of her doing? Guard Yun urged me I was still confused when I came in, really, little Fourth Imperial Concubine, dare to come to our Yuri Palace to retreat?"

Long Ziye reprimanded lightly, "Ruqiu, don't be rude."

Ru Qiu's eyes widened, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Where is Ru Qiu being rude? She must be rude!"

"Ruqiu, let's say these words today, don't let me hear them again, and don't talk nonsense when you go out." Seeing his maidservant's aggrieved face, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Ruqiu, a lot It's not that simple, four..."

There was another slamming sound on the door, interrupting Long Ziye's words, the master and servant looked over, and the first thing they saw was Yun Rong's retreating back.

"My lady, please calm down."

"Step aside!"

In the next second, Rong Qianqian walked in with a golden hairpin in her hand, pointing at her neck. She threatened death, and Yun Rong could only back away step by step.

Seeing this scene, Long Ziye was startled, thinking to himself that this Qian'er was indeed crazy, turned his head and looked at Ru Qiu in disbelief.

Qian'er was dressed in red, with rouge and gouache, dressed like a newlywed, delicate and beautiful, but her eyes were fierce and terrifying, full of murderous intent.

"Long Ziye, let's meet again." Crazy eyes passed through everyone and fell on Long Ziye.

Those vicious eyes that wished to cut him into pieces shot at Long Ziye like sharp swords without blinking, and Yun Rong turned sideways to block that line of sight.

"Your Majesty, you trespassed on the prince's dormitory without permission, it's out of courtesy, please respect yourself, Your Majesty."

"Dog slave, get out of the way! You, Long Ziye, aren't you a man? Stand up like a man! You've been lying in bed as a woman for a long time, and even you don't know whether you are a man or a woman. Now Do you want to hide like a woman too?"

"Presumptuous!" Ru Qiu shouted angrily.

"What are you looking for me for?" Long Ziye grabbed Ru Qiu and interrupted her.

"I want you to leave."

"Leave? How do you want me to leave?" Long Ziye chuckled, calmly looking into her crazy eyes.

"What did you say?" Qian'er narrowed her eyes because she couldn't react.

"I can't leave, because this is the Palace of Yuri Palace. I am Princess Yuri married by Longde. As long as I leave, the two countries will go to war. You want Wuji to bear such a crime and let Wuji Will he be called disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous? Do you want everyone to spurn him and destroy him?"

"I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Long Ziye snorted, "Feng Wuji put Feng Ling in a dangerous situation because of personal affection, that is disloyalty; failing the entrustment of the former emperor, that is unfilial; destroying the covenant with our court, that is inhumane It is unrighteous; and to ask me to leave is to make Wuji a sinner in the world.”

"No, I just want Wuji not to fall in love with you, I just want to marry Wuji..." Her eyes began to loosen.

Long Ziye and Yun Rong glanced at each other, trying to persuade her with a slow tone. "I know, I know you like Wuji, but you have to calm down first, so we can talk. Put down the hairpin, let's think of something together, shall we?"

"Think about it? You want to help me think about it? No, you are Wuji's wife, you..."

Long Ziye interrupted her talking loudly: "No, no, I'm a man, the princess is just a title, I have no affair with Wuji, Qian'er, calm down, put down the hairpin, let's think of a way together."

"Will you help me?" Qian'er's thoughts fell into confusion, it shouldn't be like this, but he said it so firmly, messed up, so messed up, different from what he thought at first, so strange.

"Why not help you? Have you forgotten that Wuji loves you the most? Your brother Wuji loves Qian'er the most, right?" Long Ziye softened his tone and looked at her firmly.

"Yes, Brother Wuji loves me the most." Qian'er nodded in a trance, smiling sweetly as if she wanted to let go.

"Yes, Brother Wuji loves you the most." Long Ziye nodded to Yunrong, and Yunrong approached Qian'er lightly.

"Yes... what are you doing? Go away, what do you want to do to me?" Qian'er, who was originally slack, suddenly stared at Yunrong in shock, and realized that he was only a few steps away from her, and suddenly frantically pulled the golden hairpin He stabbed Yun Rong fiercely.

Yun Rong couldn't dodge in time, he wanted to use his tricks, but Long Ziye suddenly came over and knocked him away, the golden hairpin pierced into Long Ziye's left shoulder fiercely.

Long Ziye snorted, and at the same time, Qian'er staggered, tripped over the chair, slipped her foot, and the golden hairpin was pulled away from Long Ziye's left shoulder. Yun Rong hurried forward to grab her hand, taking the opportunity to knock off her golden hairpin.

"Master, are you alright?" Ru Qiu stared at the bleeding wound, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

"Come here! Please doctor!" Yun Rong picked up Long Ziye and put him on the bed, shouting loudly.

"Yun, Yunrong..." Long Ziye's face turned pale suddenly, the wound was burning like a fire, like ten thousand insects biting, burning very fiercely, the bite was painful, and his heartbeat suddenly became disordered.

"Princess, what's the matter?"

"Wound, quick, look at the wound."

Yun Rong said that he was offended with a solemn face, and at the same time tore off Long Ziye's clothes vigorously.

Immediately, Yun Rong let go of her hand in disbelief, Ru Qiu also suddenly lost her voice, the two of them stared at the wound in horror, and turned to Qian'er at the same time, only to see that crazy woman smiled coldly.

"He can't be saved."

"What did you do to the master!"

"Midnight!" A terrified call, accompanied by a gust of strong wind, Feng Wuji embraced the slender and trembling body in his arms, looking at the wound that was festering rapidly and repeatedly drilled by several insects.

This glance hurts my heart.

"I know I can't get you, but I can't get it, and no one else can get it." Qian'er laughed loudly, stabbed the golden hairpin into her heart, and died with a smile on her face.

"Ah!" Long Ziye suddenly turned pale, and grabbed Feng Wuji's hand forcefully. "It hurts, stomach, Wuji, child, my child, please save the child..." The abdominal pain was like twisting, and Long Ziye cried out for help in fear.

"Child?" Feng Wuji repeated unresponsively.

"I have a child, save the child, please..."

"Child? Save! Of course save, you bear with it." Feng Wuji forced himself to calm down, looked at the wound, and quickly searched in his mind how to treat such a strange wound.

With a flash of inspiration, he knocked Long Ziye unconscious first, not wanting him to face the severe pain that followed, hugging his slender body fainted in his arms, his right hand tremblingly pulled out the dagger in his boot.