[Rebirth] The wind enters the forest

Speaking of which, Lin Gantang really gained a lot of wisdom. He saw Concubine Qi being shot by an arrow, and he suddenly squatted down and rolled to the side. He hid behind Cao Jixia, the second prince. When he realized that it was time to take the hostage, he had already cut the rope on Cao Jixia's body.

However, this did not stop Wei Feng's anger.

Wei Feng had a long sword on his waist, a bow in one hand, armor on his body, and his hair combed into a high ponytail. He looked heroic, and he glared at Lin Gantang with a dark face: "Is it useful if you hide? Come behind me."

Lin Gantang walked away from the second prince and stood behind Wei Feng. Wei Feng turned his head and said in a low voice, "I told you to stay with the prince honestly, how did you promise me? Where is the danger that you can't see at a glance, where are you going?" Is your mind muddled? Stand still and don’t sway, and I’ll settle the score with you later.”

As soon as Cao Jixia came over, he was thrown into his arms by Sang Heming's little Douding. The child was buried in his arms, his hands hugged his neck tightly, and the golden beans were falling straight down. Cao Jixia was so distressed, Hugged and coaxed for a while.

As soon as the second prince took a step forward, Wei Feng drew out his sword and pointed it at him: "The Second Highness just said that you want to have fun? How about I play with you? I am much more fun than Mr. Lin, do you want to play?" try?"

The second prince was going crazy. He stared blankly at Concubine Qi's body for a moment, then suddenly drew the sword from his waist, and slashed at Wei Feng without hesitation. A few times, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and he didn't want to fight, he just picked up an opening by the door and ran out. Wei Feng followed with his sword in hand, and made a gesture to the people next to him, leading the forbidden army not far away. Following closely is not like chasing someone, but driving the second prince in a certain direction like chasing a pig.The second prince didn't have time to think about it, he only thought that he was still familiar with the route. Those people wearing heavy armor couldn't catch up with him for a while, so they ran forward in a hurry, and went straight to the emperor's heart-nourishing hall. He took the sword and rushed in. As soon as he entered the door, the person behind him kicked and fell to the ground. The kick was so hard that it hit his lower back. He couldn't get up immediately, and lay on the ground crying. stand up.

The second prince was lying on the ground, raised his head in embarrassment, and saw the man squatting down in front of him, looking at him with a smile, and broke out in a cold sweat: "Brother..."

The crown prince showed him his injured hand: "I don't dare to be a big brother like you. I'm afraid that you will lose arms and legs again in the future."

"It's because I'm ignorant, so why should my elder brother be as knowledgeable as I am? Besides, you only hurt your arm... ah!"

The prince stepped on his wrist: "So you don't think it's a big deal to hurt your arm?"

The second prince breathed in pain: "Brother, we were not like this when we were young."

"Well, what happened when I was a child? What do you want to talk to me about? Did you push me into the water, poison my bird, or tear up my books behind my master's back?" The prince looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to hold him. His hair dragged him inside, the second prince struggled desperately, and shouted: "Come on! Come on! Where are everyone!"

The prince dragged him all the way forward: "Human? If you want to talk about the people in the palace, wouldn't you ask your soldiers to transfer away? If you want to talk about your soldiers, it would mean asking Wei Feng to lead the forbidden soldiers away, so , who do you want to find?"

The second prince was speechless in a daze, and when the prince crossed the threshold, he bumped his head hard on it, and then was dragged into the center of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and thrown in front of the emperor's window.

The emperor was already awake, but he couldn't get up. He was dying of illness, his cheeks were flushed, and even the breath he exhaled was hot. His eyes kept shaking, and he was conscious for a while, and then he was confused. After a while, he finally came to consciousness. Seeing what happened, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the second prince, his lips trembling and he couldn't speak.

The prince laughed and said, "Did the father make the second younger brother angry? The second younger brother is still carrying a knife, and it is shameful to barge into the emperor's place without thinking about it."

The second prince struggled to get up, grabbed the emperor's hand and cried, "Father, father, save me! Save me! Big brother is going to kill me!"

The emperor rolled his eyes and looked at the prince, his voice swelled like a toad, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "Ni, Nizi!"

The prince looked at him coldly: "Look, in the end you are still a loner, the son who is lying on you and you protect all day, wanted to kill you and usurp the throne before a stick of incense, and now he is crying so much Like a tearful person, what's the point?"

The emperor trembled violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The prince then asked him: "I don't know what my mother doesn't like you. Is she not dignified? Isn't she beautiful? You drove away all the available people around you, don't you think your life is too long?"

"By the way, do you know that the fourth prince is really your son? It's a pity, I heard that her mother even bumped her head to death in front of you. It's really interesting, the wife and son are separated by Yin and Yang."

The emperor even had blood coming out of his nose, and he coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up his entire lungs. His eyes slowly became dizzy, and he was finally speechless.

The prince took a step forward and raised his hand to probe his carotid artery, sighed and said: "The emperor told the second prince to come in with a sword to force the palace, he was so angry."

The second prince was so shocked that he sat down on the ground, raised his arms and hugged the prince's feet and cried loudly: "Brother, brother, I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Please spare me, please forgive me!" His wrist has been dislocated He wiped his face twice in a strange posture, looking extremely embarrassed, without any dignity of a prince.

The prince pulled his feet out, raised his sword and walked back, the guards on both sides grabbed the second prince's arms and dragged him out.

Wei Feng watched the second prince kicking his legs, and asked the person beside him to knock down the handle of the knife until he fainted. He gradually couldn't see clearly. He sighed, the entanglement with the second prince was finally coming to an end. Bar.

The prince supported Wei Feng's shoulder: "I have to trouble you for the finishing touches. I really have a headache, so I have to go back and rest."

Wei Feng had just walked two steps with his support, when a sedan chair in front leaned over, the third prince lifted the curtain and came down to signal Wei Feng to hand him over to him: "Go and do your work, I'll take him back."

The prince frowned.

The third prince smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "The queen mother also told me that you should hurry up and talk about the marriage to be happy. Let me tell you how many ladies are there?"

It was really embarrassing to stand like this, the prince sighed, still took his hand and followed him into the sedan chair: "Which ones are there?"

The third prince took his hand and put it on his face: "What do you think of me?"

After a while...

"You can't hit someone in the face!"

A month later, the new emperor ascended the throne.

At Chenshi, the new emperor, Sang Guang, dressed in a dragon robe and a dragon crown, led all his family members and ministers to the Taimiao to pay homage to the ancestors, the community, and the people.

After sacrificing to heaven and earth, Sang Guang was escorted by the guards through the Gate of Supreme Harmony to the Hall of Preserving Harmony. He stepped on the golden silk carpet of the coiled dragon, raised his jaw slightly, and the court ladies knelt down one by one on both sides.

After walking up the Panlong steps, the Minister of Rites first read the imperial edict of the first emperor. He didn't care much about what the lengthy and awkward words said. The man slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Wei Feng gave Sang Guang a slight nod, and knelt quietly again. Lin Gantang was beside him, and said softly: "Look around again, the people from the Ministry of Rites will impeach you later."

Wei Feng snorted: "Shut up, you haven't settled the debt from last time."

"Why didn't you count, you didn't, you didn't..."

"What is it? It's called interest, understand?"

Sang Guang and other ministers of the Ministry of Rites finally finished reading the imperial edict, raised their hands to take the jade seal, the queen mother sat beside her, looked at him with a smile, the third prince twitched his lips, and bowed his head first: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live! "

With every call, the voice resounded in the hall, and all civil and military officials kowtowed: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

From this moment on, the world finally truly belonged to him.

The author has something to say: Ang, this is basically the end of the main text, and there will be a few episodes later, and there will be Cao Jixia and the little prince you want to see

Of course, this will have to wait for me to finish the exam, this annoying little goblin _(:3」∠)_

There should be a new hole in July to poke me (you can see that the cover is so ugly and you know it was made by Ah Jiu himself_(:3」∠)_) Are there any little angels willing to continue to come to the bowl (づ￣3￣)づ

☆、The troubles of Mr. Cao outside the episode

Mr. Cao has been very annoying recently.

Although the handling of cases has never been very smooth on weekdays, especially since the new emperor ascended the throne, he has been in a state of distress. After finally getting through that period, the little radish at home has grown to the age of seven and eight years old. For a while, I had to send someone to re-measure the size to make new clothes, and for a while, I said that the master was not suitable and had to change. The people below did not dare to delay. Who doesn't know that even today's holy majesty sends him to have a look at him from time to time, which is very heart-warming. Well, I had to report to Cao Jixia one after another, sometimes waking him up in the middle of the night to say that he had a fever, and he would go on and on for half the night.

Cao Jixia sighed in sorrow, how could he be so clingy to himself when he was a child, why he is so troublesome when he grows up, and always pretends to be obedient in front of others, but it will be wrong when he comes to him.

It was raining heavily outside. Cao Jixia had just finished a case trial, and he was walking back slowly while holding an umbrella, his sleepy eyelids were twitching. The old housekeeper turned sideways and staggered: "Lord Cao, forgive me, it was the old slave who offended me."

Cao Jixia frowned: "Why are you running outside in such heavy rain?"

The butler whispered: "My lord, the fourth prince just went to your room, and for some reason he ran out again without taking the umbrella. This servant wants to look for him, but don't call him bad."

"Look for whatever you want, let him go, come in, close the door."

The old butler didn't dare to say any more, so he had to come in and close the door, and secretly told the door boy to come in quickly when he saw the fourth prince.

Cao Jixia threw the umbrella in the corner, shook the water off his sleeve, pushed open the door, and saw his study room turned into a mess, a burst of anger burned up. He made a mess and was angry, and ran out in the rain, why did he run?Afraid that I would slap him to death?

Cao Jixia was sullen for a while, so he got up and cleaned the room slowly. When he got to the corner of the desk, he found a box opened. It should have been the string of beads that Wei Feng gave him. I don't know where it was turned over, there was only an empty box left.

Cao Jixia was a little dazed, but he couldn't tell exactly what he thought about Wei Feng. He said he liked him, but he didn't think he was interested; he said he was interested, but he really didn't make Lin Gantang see him jumping around; it was probably because life was too boring. Yes, just find a sustenance.

Sustenance, sustenance, other people's homes are in pairs, like glue, even if it is plain and smooth, it is not bad, how can there be someone like your own, who is angry with a brat all day long?

What a sin.

Cao Jixia put away the empty box, and called one of his servants, "Prepare the sedan chair, and go to Weifu."

The boy was stunned: "Master, it's raining so much, if it's not urgent..."

"If you're told to go, go, you don't care about that much."

The boy didn't dare to say any more, so he hurriedly responded.

The people in the Wei Mansion were preparing to eat, Wei Feng opened a jar of fresh green plum wine, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of green plums, he looked at Cao Jixia and smiled: "Why is Master Cao coming to me when you have time? Aren't you busy all day taking care of your children like an old mother?"

Lin Gantang continued, "That's right, she's much busier than the nanny."

Cao Jixia was not polite to them either, moved a chair and sat down at the table, poured a bowl of wine and suffocated in one gulp: "Heming is too big, so it's not easy to take it with you."

Lin Gantang lowered his head and snapped his fingers: "How old is the Fourth Prince this year? Thirteen? Fourteen?"

Cao Jixia shook his head: "Fifteen."

Lin Gantang clicked his tongue, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "This is your fault. You should focus on other things when you are fifteen. It will be fine to pick two gentle and considerate girls."

Cao Jixia has been bored for several bowls of kung fu for a while, and he was a little dazed, so he turned his head to look at him: "Is this all right?"

"No, we are all experienced and understand."

Wei Feng's hand under the table touched Lin Gantang's knee up, lingering on his thigh: "Oh, Mr. Lin is someone who has been there, quite experienced."

Lin Gantang stomped on Wei Feng's foot lightly, signaling that enough was enough, but the latter intensified his fondling between his crotch.

It's just too much.

Lin Gantang stood up and held up a bowl of wine: "Master Cao, come and have a bowl, it's not easy to lead the eldest prince alone."

Cao Jixia held up the bowl to touch him in some confusion, and really got bored.

Wei Feng propped his head and looked at Lin Gantang with interest, tapped the chair with his fingertips, waiting for him to sit down.

Lin Gantang gritted his teeth and served Cao Ji Xiaman another bowl: "Lord Cao, make another bowl. These years have been difficult for us, and we finally got through it."

Cao Jixia nodded blankly, drank too fast, his brain was a little dizzy, he thought about it carefully, and nodded very seriously: "Yes, it's not easy for us, and it's not easy for you and Master Wei either. Yes, the emperor is not easy, I, hiccup, me."

Lin Gantang actually didn't really want to hear him talk, so he raised his hand to lift the bottom of his bowl: "Stop talking, drink."

Cao Jixia raised his head and poured down another bowl, his neck turned red, he had that kind of pale complexion, the corners of his eyes turned crimson when the smell of alcohol evaporated, the eyes were full of tears, and he felt wronged when he looked at it It's pitiful, but it just makes people have some thoughts of cruelly torturing him.

Lin Gantang pushed Cao Jixia and turned around: "Master Cao is drunk, let's go back."

Cao Jixia walked around the door and came back, and said very seriously: "No, I'm here to eat, and I haven't eaten anything yet."

Wei Feng couldn't help laughing, and ordered Ban Cui to serve another set of bowls and chopsticks to see that he really started to eat.

Cao Jixia said goodbye to Wei Feng and Lin Gantang after eating, and went back slowly in a sedan chair. He drank a little too much, and at that time he was thinking of getting himself drunk for a good night's sleep, but now he didn't. In the sedan chair, I couldn't keep my eyes open.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, and he vaguely heard a few words from the people outside, but the voice seemed to be very far away, and he couldn't hear it clearly, and everything in front of him was spinning, as if in a dream.

Sang Heming was still hesitant at first, but when he saw that Cao Jixia was so drunk that he couldn't stand up when he came back from the Wei Mansion, he felt helpless. He went up and lifted the curtain, patted Cao Jixia's face and called his name a few times. However, the other party was in a deep sleep and didn't react at all, he simply hooked his arm under Cao Jixia's leg, and directly carried him out.

The maids didn't dare to say anything, they bowed and opened the door one by one with lowered eyes, and brought back handkerchiefs and hot water for Cao Jixia to scrub.

Sang Heming glanced at them indifferently: "Put things down, you go down, and close the door."

The servant girl silently put down her things, bowed and bowed, and walked out backwards.

Sang Heming put Cao Jixia on the bed, raised his hand to touch the center of his frowning brows, sighed softly, wet the veil with warm water to wipe his face.

Cao Jixia regained consciousness after being wiped off by the water, squinted his eyes for a long time, finally recognized who was in front of him, and raised his hand to slap him on the face: "Little bastard, your wings are hard? Let me play and run away from home? I What's wrong with you?"

Sang Heming took the hand that Cao Jixia patted on his face with both hands, and wiped him with a handkerchief: "No, you are fine."

As soon as the child admitted his mistake, Cao Jixia couldn't be more aggressive, so he raised his hand and patted his head: "It's also because I didn't think carefully, and I should find you two maids to fill in the house when I talk to Master Wei tonight, do you have any?" Favorite?"

Sang Heming's expression was very strange: "Did Wei Feng tell you? Wei Feng told you to find a house for me?"

Cao Jixia continued to pat his head: "Yeah, you're not young anymore, maybe I'll just tell you about marriage? Tomorrow I'll go to the emperor and ask to see if there is a suitable girl."

Sang Heming was silent for a while, then suddenly patted Cao Jixia's lower abdomen lightly: "I heard that if some are not cut clean, some will grow back, you..."

It took Cao Jixia a while to realize what he was saying, his face flushed red, he didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anger, he slapped Sang Heming's hand away, turned over and rushed to lie down inside. Pay attention to him.

Sang Heming smiled and asked him: "Didn't you mean to ask me what I like? How do you ask?"

Cao Jixia had no choice but to turn back and look at him with a frown: "You are really getting worse and worse. You were so cute when you were young. Why do you look like this when you grow up?"

Sang Heming bent down and half-lyed on Cao Jixia's neck, and said softly, "How was it when I was a child? Like this?" He was as docile as a cat now, and Cao Jixia raised his hand to pat the top of his head: "That's great, be good. Tell me what you like, and I'll find time to choose for you tomorrow."

Sang Heming didn't speak, took out something from his bosom, and wrapped it around Cao Jixia's wrist: "I dug out an old one today, and it was missing a few beads, so I picked a new one for you on my own initiative. Like it?"

Cao Jixia raised his hand and looked, it was probably made of coral, with a dark red color, icy and cool, the rope was a little tight, tightly clasped around his wrist, as if being held tightly by someone.

"Where's the old one? Where did you put it for me?"

"I cut it off and threw the beads away, one by one."

Cao Jixia felt a little angry again, before he had time to say anything, Sang Heming suddenly raised his hand and pinched his chin. The young man's stature has not yet fully grown, but his strength is unexpectedly great. The candle has burned to the bottom, and the candle light flickered It went out after two clicks, Cao Jixia couldn't see his outline clearly, he could only hear his voice, he said: "Cao Jixia, I want you to only see me."

"Didn't you ask me what I like? I just like you."

Something stuck to it, and Cao Jixia subconsciously struggled, but his hands were held together above his head and pressed down hard, his jaw was firmly fixed, and it hurt like it was about to be crushed, what's so slippery? The stuff slipped into his mouth, and all he tasted was blood.

Things are getting out of control.

Cao Jixia's eyes widened, and Sang Heming was kissing himself.

How could Sang Heming kiss himself!

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If there is no update tomorrow, it must be the troublesome author who went to save the earth.

Master Cao's troubles outside the episode

Cao Jixia turned his head to avoid him: "Sang Heming, let me go, I'll just drink too much right now."

Sang Heming squinted his eyes, turned Cao Jixia over, tied his hands tightly to the head of the bed with his belt, and then began to take off his clothes and pants.

Cao Jixia struggled twice but did not break free, his eyes were red with anxiety: "What do you want to do? Let me go."

"What? Fuck you."

The boy's voice hadn't completely improved, it was rough, he reached out his hand to touch Cao Jixia's back, stayed on the scar on the shoulder blade for a while, lowered his head and kissed gently there: "Ji Xia. "

He remembered how it came about, how he hid in this person's arms for a living all those years, and how this person protected him. These memories were like a big net, covering him inside and he couldn't break free.

But how does dependence become desire?

Want to own him, monopolize him.

I want him to be completely my own.

Cao Jixia trembled uncontrollably: "Sang Heming, don't do this, get up."

Sang Heming couldn't stop, he kissed down Cao Jixia's back as if possessed, his fingertips brushed over Cao Jixia's collarbone, and slid down from his chest, as if he wanted to count his ribs. Touching them one by one, touching her waist: "You are too thin. Are you cold, shaking all the time?"

Sang Heming hugged Cao Jixia tightly, and groped along his buttocks with one hand.

"Sang Heming, stop, you will regret it... ah"

Cao Jixia gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He pressed his forehead on the bed, and his thighs convulsed in pain. The boy lying on top of him had a very high body temperature, but he seemed to be in an ice cellar , covered in cold sweat, the back of the neck was sore for a while, he was groggy as if he had been slapped, and his stomach was full of nausea. He just wanted this torture-like night to pass quickly.

Sang Heming hugged the body under him tightly and released it to the full. He kept kissing Cao Jixia's ear with his lips and the tip of his nose. Still feel empty.

"Cao Jixia." He whispered his name, "You can't leave me, you have to be with me forever."

Cao Jixia didn't come when he went to court the next day.

Emperor Sang Guang had lunch at noon, the weather was hot, and he was lazily leaning on the soft couch, reading the brochures one after another, when a court lady outside suddenly came to ask Cao Jixia to see him.

Sang Guanglue raised his hand to call him in, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the pale-faced Cao Jixia.

Cao Jixia had a lot of trouble walking, and he broke out in a cold sweat when he moved step by step. He gritted his teeth and knelt down to salute the current emperor.

Sang Guang propped his head and looked at him: "What's going on? Who beat you, Mr. Cao? Stop kneeling, go and sit on a chair you like."

Cao Jixia tried to move his legs: "I can't get up...Let me just say so. I want to resign and go home."

Sang Guang nodded: "The idea is good, no."

Cao Jixia: "Your Majesty, I really want to resign."

Sang Guang was silent for a while: "That's it, I agree with you to rest for a while, how about you continue to take office after you rest?"

Cao Jixia pursed his lips, "That's fine too."

"It's okay, get up and go out, don't kneel down, it's annoying to watch."

"I really can't get up..."

"..."

Not long after Cao Jixia left, the third prince, Sang Zhi, came. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Sang Guang. He lay down on his lap and smiled like a fox: "Guess what happened to Cao Jixia?"

Sang Guang pushed him away: "You eat too much salt, don't you? Get up and review the papers for me."

Sang Zhi still lay on his lap: "Sang Heming is young, but he has a big appetite."

Sang Guang hummed and continued to revise his notes.Sang Zhi raised his hand and tore off the folder and threw it aside: "Can you give me some feedback?"

Sang Guang looked at him helplessly: "What do you want me to do? It's not my son."

Sang Zhi raised his hand to touch his chin: "Shall we have one too?"

Sang Guang sneered: "Will you be born?"

Cao Jixia walked around outside, but still came to the door of Wei Mansion, he hesitated for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the door knocker, the door creaked open, revealing half of Lin Gantang's face.

Lin Gantang looked at him and smiled, "What's the matter?"

Cao Jixia was still hesitating, and Wei Feng's annoyed voice came from the yard again: "Lin Gantang, where did you put my wad of bank notes? I can't understand your account books, come here and explain to me."

Cao Jixia froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just came to see you." Seeing Lin Gantang's choked expression, he waved his hands and turned away.

Cao Jixia walked aimlessly in the palace, walked to a small lake and sat there in a daze, until the sun set and the moon rose, the temperature by the lake was still a little low, and a group of mosquitoes were steaming, it was really disturbing bother.Cao Jixia raised his hand and waved his sleeves, looking at the dark water, he felt a little confused, as if everyone was doing well, only he seemed like the extra one.

He stretched out his toes to touch the surface of the water, saw the ripples appearing in circles, and thought that it would be okay if he just disappeared inexplicably.

The water in the lake was very clear. Cao Jixia took off his shoes and stepped in, stepping on the fine sand beside it, and walked slowly towards the center of the lake. He raised his hand to push away the shadowy lotus leaves, and his hand was scratched by the thorns of this slender plant. A series of small wounds, a little itchy, and a little painful when soaked in water.The water had already soaked up to his chest, and his breathing became slow and heavy. Cao Jixia slowly bent his knees and stuffed his head into the water. He spit out a few bubbles, and the water was mottled. He watched his hair in the water Floating away, there was a fish swimming in front of his eyes, and the slippery fish tail swept across his cheeks. This novel feeling made him feel very interesting. When he was about to reach out to the fish, a very strong force grabbed his He was lifted out of the water by the back of his neck. Before Cao Jixia realized what was going on, he was dragged to the bank with all his strength. He choked on several sips of water along the way and couldn't stop coughing. He felt that he was thrown hard on the bank. The stone behind him hurt him a lot.

Sang Heming grabbed his collar, his handsome eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he yelled at Cao Jixia: "Are you crazy? Why do you want to..." He suddenly let go of all his strength, inserted his fingers Into the hair, walked around a few times anxiously, and asked in a muffled voice: "You hate me so much? Would you rather die than be with me?"

Cao Jixia was a little taken aback, he didn't expect to make such a big noise when he went to play in the water.

Sang Heming sat down in front of him, the young man raised his hand and grabbed Cao Jixia's skirt, he was still too young, he didn't know how to express his feelings, how to keep the people around him, he was silent for a while and asked: " You don't like being below, so can I be below?"

Cao Jixia: "..."

Sang Heming raised his arms to hug Cao Jixia, and buried him in his neck, rubbing against his neck: "You can do whatever you want, please, don't leave me."

Cao Jixia frowned and sniffed him, "Why do you smell like alcohol?"

"I drank too much. I came to look for you as soon as I woke up. I saw you drowning in the water." He hugged Cao Jixia tightly, tears streaming down his eyes as soon as he closed his eyes. He grabbed Cao Jixia's fingers and pressed them against his chest: "Here, it hurts."

Sang Heming raised his hand and wiped his eyes, his voice was choked up, he felt aggrieved and sad: "If you plan to let go halfway through raising me? Then why did you take me home in the first place?"

When Cao Jixia heard the word "go home", his heart shrank suddenly, and his eyes couldn't stop being sour.

Sang Heming looked at him fixedly, his eyes were a little red: "Why?"

why?

Cao Jixia turned his head away: "Heming, you are still young and you still can't figure it out clearly. You will get married in the future, and you will forget about me when you have your own family."

"I won't get married, my family is where you are." Sang Heming squeezed Cao Jixia's chin and told him to look at him: "Wei Feng was the Minister Wei when he was seventeen. Isn't Lin Gantang doing well now? I'm not young anymore, really, Cao Jixia, I'm not young anymore."

Cao Jixia lowered his eyes.

Sang Heming covered Cao Jixia's hand to his face, and lightly touched his face with one hand: "Look, you are frowning so tightly, you are also very sad, and you don't want to leave me, Cao Jixia, you Why is this? Why won't you be with me?"

It began to rain suddenly, and drops of water flowed down Sang Heming's fingertips. The heat was lost so quickly that he couldn't even tell whether it was water drops or tears. He leaned forward and bit Cao Jixia. lips, chewed and swallowed his quivering and sobs.

"Cao Jixia, stay with me."

"Cao Jixia, don't leave me."

"Cao Jixia, I love you."

The author has something to say:

Feeling stuck, come to the library to surf the Internet.

A little angel said that he wanted to watch Master Cao _(:3」∠)_ so he was [beep——], and another little angel said he wanted to watch Nian Shang... tell me what star lake they take for Nian Shang !

In fact, in a scientific and rigorous manner, I once asked my gay friends about whether eunuchs can have a happy life (enough)

This is a complex science of the human body == In order to maintain a pure image in front of you (...) I will not go into details

In short, Mr. Cao should still be able to live a good life in the future_(:3」∠)_

It has been three years since the old emperor passed away.

It's another spring, the warm wind is slightly intoxicating, everything changes, and the air is full of sweet and intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

The empress dowager's body is quite strong. Although the old emperor was very sad for a while when he passed away, she has improved a lot after taking care of her these years.She passed the meal in the yard and Sang Guang used it slowly, and the old mother next to her held a basket of newly bloomed peonies and said with a smile: "This year, the flowers bloomed well, and the flower house picked some fresh ones." Let Lafayette take a look first."

The Empress Dowager picked up a branch of peach pink, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes stretched out with a smile: "Flowers are beautiful flowers. Ai Jia liked to pick up these brightly colored ones and wear them on his head when he was young."

Sang Guang nodded with a smile on the side: "Even now, the emperor's grandmother is still beautiful."

"I'm old, I'm just an old lady, so you're used to making Ai's family happy." The Empress Dowager took Sang Guang's hand and patted it lightly: "But it's true that there have been no newcomers in this palace for a long time. Hey, I want to say to the Ai family, even if it is to keep filial piety for your father, as long as you don’t make a fuss, it’s okay to take a few girls, why should this be the case? Now that the filial piety period is about to expire, the palace should be lively and lively Happy."

Sang Guang hurriedly lowered his head: "Don't dare, the late emperor left so suddenly, my grandson thought that we should extend this filial piety period to comfort the late emperor's spirit in heaven."

Mentioning the disappointing son, the Empress Dowager sighed: "Then you don't have to stick to it all the time, how about choosing a marriage for the third child?"

Sang Guang couldn't help but twitched his forehead when he thought of Sang Zhilai's refusal to leave last night on his bed: "The third son told his grandson yesterday that everything should follow the old rules so as not to fall into the trap of truth. It’s younger than your grandson, so there’s no rush, right?”

The Empress Dowager was a little unhappy, she took a sip of tea, blinked her eyes, and said with a smile: "Then tell Wei Feng about the marriage, he has been working hard all these years, and he is also very loyal. The daughters of many families here are also of the same age and family status." The more she talked, the more she felt that this was a good idea. Girl, wouldn't you be more dedicated to the emperor?She felt even more at ease when she thought of the room full of Yingying and Yanyan surrounding her to say hello.

Sang Guang looked helplessly at the basket full of peonies, got up and bowed to the Empress Dowager: "Then grandson, go back and ask him, if you already have a girl you like, you shouldn't break it up abruptly, but it will ruin you." Good marriage."

The Empress Dowager nodded and smiled: "Yes, you go and ask him, I will take care of it here first, and I will call those girls to come to Ai's house to enjoy the flowers in a few days, and you will also put those messy booklets away, and you will also take care of them." Go to Ai's house and have a look."

Sang Guang's forehead twitched again, he saluted and hurried away.

Sang Guang didn't go to see Wei Feng by himself, he called Wang Gonggong to him, and told him that Wang Gonggong was an old man who was by his side, and he hesitated when he heard this: "Your Majesty, isn't Master Wei following you?" Master Lin...wouldn't it be great if you really tell him that you're kissing him?"

Sang Guang waved his hand: "Go and tell him that it is the Empress Dowager's intention. He can handle the following things. It has been so many years. He probably has already prepared for this kind of expected thing. .”

The prince answered and went.

Unfortunately, Wei Feng was not at the mansion today, but Cao Jixia brought the fourth prince Sang Heming to play. Xiao Douding was already seven years old, and Wen Wen stood quietly by the side, not making noise, quietly listening to Lin Gantang Talk to Cao Jixia.

Wan Cui saw Eunuch Wang coming in at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward, saluted and ushered him in with a smile: "Grandpa is free today? Come and have a cup of tea."

Wang Gonggong came in to say hello to Lin Gantang and Cao Jixia, and asked Wan Cui: "I won't drink the tea. The emperor is still waiting for our family to go back. Is Master Wei here? Let's come and give him a message."

Ban Cui smiled back