[Rebirth] The wind enters the forest

When he got down, he lay on Sangzhi's body and looked into his eyes: "Brother, tell me, will you let me go or not? As long as I say a word from you, I will be willing."

Sang Guang frowned at him, and the two stared at him for a while. Sang Guang raised his hand and slapped him gently on the back of the head: "Where are you going? This world belongs to me. Where do you want to go?" ?”

Sang Zhi's breath was finally relieved, with a sweet and sore feeling, he rubbed Sang Guang's shoulder, and asked him in a low voice, "Can you hug me?"

Sang Guang raised his arms impatiently and hugged him: "Good, good, hug, just hug." He put his hands on Sang Zhi's waist, and slowly rising and falling with his breathing, the feeling of irritability in his heart finally subsided down.

When Sang Zhi woke up the next day, he felt like a dream. Sang Guang had already got up and went to court. Sang Zhi rolled over on the bed a few times and stood up, as if he was stepping on cotton.

This doesn't feel right, he smacked his lips, raised his hand to touch his wrist, and found that he probably had a fever from being drenched in the rain last night.The maid serving outside heard that he was awake, and she lowered her head to help him change his clothes. When she accidentally caught a glimpse of his flushed face, she asked in shock, "My lord, do you want to send the imperial doctor?"

Sang Zhi waved his hand: "Prepare the sedan chair and take me back home."

The maid didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly passed it out, and carefully waited for Sang Zhi to get on the sedan chair and go back.

Concubine He had been waiting there early in the morning. She even packed up her things and was going to ask the Empress Dowager when Sang Zhi returned. , but never expected to see a feverish Sang Zhi.

Sang Zhi was a little dizzy from the fever at the moment, he slowly lingered to Concubine He's side, eyes half-opened and half-closed, and called mother in a hoarse voice, Concubine He quickly reached out to support him: " What's the matter? How did it get so hot?" She touched Sangzhi's forehead and asked tentatively, "Is it okay for my son to drink a dose of medicine and rest in the car first?"

Sang Zhi lowered his eyes, knelt down slowly, pulled himself together and looked up at Concubine He: "Mother, I don't intend to leave, I want to stay here."

Concubine He was anxious and annoyed, pointing at Sang Zhi and scolding: "You bastard, do you really want to piss me off?" Seeing that Sang Zhi hung his head and said nothing, his face was flushed red again, she couldn't help kneeling Sitting beside him, she clenched her fist and beat him on the back while crying: "Why are you doing this, what is this trouble! You pushed him away, and when you seized the throne, you also thought of ways to pave the way for him. How do you know if someone drew a cake to tease you?"

The concubine cried and cursed for a while, then threw him there cruelly: "Just think about it for yourself, but you will throw this life to him!"

Sang Zhi knelt there, his eyes were dazed, but his heart was clear, he couldn't tell what he was trying to do, that person could overthrow all the thoughts he had been thinking repeatedly for the past few days with just one sentence. , he seemed to be in a daze, he just wanted to get closer to that person, and even closer.

He lowered his head, and the sun was gradually coming over, making him dizzy, but a chill was growing in his bones, his teeth were chattering, and when he almost fell to the ground, he felt someone leaning over. He touched his forehead and said something vaguely. Then he felt his body lighten up. It took him a while to realize that he was being hugged. He squinted his eyes for a while and pulled the corners of his mouth. With a smile: "Brother, you are here."

Sang Guang hummed, and carried him into the sedan chair: "Didn't I tell you to lie on the bed and sleep longer? Why did you come here?"

Sang Zhi buried himself in his arms, his eyes were sore, and he couldn't help but feel a little wronged when he spoke: "You don't tell me anything, how can I guess."

Sang Guang lowered his eyes, and raised his hand to caress his back: "Recover at my place first, no one will punish you to kneel at my place."

Sang Zhi frowned: "Your court lady is not flexible in her hands and feet."

"I've sent them to other places." Sang Guang's tone was flat, unable to hear any emotion: "Go and live with me."

Sang Zhi stared at him for a while, his twinkling eyes curled up: "Okay."

Sang Zhi's illness took half a month to recover.

This can't be blamed on him, in fact, Sang Guang has never served anyone before, and Sang Zhi insisted on lying in his arms. It's hard for the new emperor to encounter such a difficult situation, holding a medicine bowl in one hand and still holding Sang Zhi. He had to hold the booklet in one hand to read, and accidentally sprinkled him in the face; later he thought of a way, spread a thick blanket on the ground, asked Sang Zhi to lie on his lap and drink the medicine by himself, and he criticized him. As a result, Sang Zhi kicked him.

Don't say anything, it must be on purpose.

Sang Guang lowered his head and stared at him, and Sang Zhi smiled and raised his head to kiss him. Afterwards, whenever Sang Guang felt his legs get hot, he would automatically and consciously lower his head and kiss this worry-free thing.

What is this called.

Three years passed in such a mess, and the filial piety period was almost over, and the old lady began to feel restless again, trying every means to get the emperor to get married quickly, so that the old man could enjoy his grandchildren and enjoy the happiness.

Sang Zhi didn’t speak, he actually didn’t know much about it, although Sang Guang said he never accepted newcomers into the palace, he didn’t say anything to him, sometimes he even felt that when he woke up, Sang Guang would tell him to pack up Go back to your fief.

After all, if you eat delicious food for three years, you will get tired of it.

What's more, this thing is still rushing to beg him to eat.

Half a month later, what Sang Zhi was worried about came to his door.

The summer lotus blooms beautifully, red, pink, white, delicate and charming, with a clear promise, Sang Zhi walked in a hurry, and accidentally tripped a nearby flower branch, just stood up and was looking at the emperor in front of him Sang Guang got off the court and was walking here slowly, Wang Gonggong was following him, Sang Guang lowered his head slightly and said something to him.

There was a zigzag water corridor between the two, and Sang Guang probably couldn't see him. Sang Zhi leaned against the tree, and wanted to wait for him to come over to say hello, but saw a palace maid in apricot yellow clothes holding something. Going there, when he was about to reach the edge of Sang Guang, his legs softened for some reason, and he fell into the water with a cry of surprise. Fortunately, the water was not very deep. As soon as she soaked, all the light summer clothes on her body were stuck to her body, revealing her curvy curves even more, with a startled expression on her face, she glanced at Sang Guang secretly, then lowered her head in panic, White teeth bit her lips lightly, tears were hanging on her eyelashes, and she looked soft like pear blossoms with rain, and rushed to Sang Guangfu: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me."

Sang Guang said indifferently: "The one who saved you is the prince, not me. What are you doing here?"

The court lady said timidly: "The lotus flowers are blooming well here, and the servants came here to pick some and send them to the empress dowager, who would have thought that if they were not careful, they would fall into the water."

Sang Guang glanced at her: "Picking the flowers, you obviously held the tea bowl, but now you say you are here to pick the flowers. After you pick the flowers, can't you put them in the tea bowl?"

The palace maid was speechless, she just tugged at her drenched clothes, the collar was wet and slipped even further, revealing two white, tender and trembling balls inside.

Sang Guang raised his hand to the prince: "It's not a good thing to be too scheming, it makes the palace restless all day long."

Knowing that Sang Guang blamed him for coming up to save people, Wang Gonggong hurriedly smiled and said: "Our family will send some people to buy some good ones and send them to the concubines later. Let this girl go back first?"

But the court lady didn't understand, she thought her father-in-law wanted to spoil her good deeds, she took a step forward, her breasts were almost pressed against Sang Guang's body: "Thank you, Your Majesty, I can't repay you for saving my life... Slaves, servants... ..."

Sang Zhi stared at the side, his palms turned cold, he didn't move a step, he watched Sang Guang smiled at the maid, leaned over and whispered something in her ear, Sang Zhi pursed the corners of his mouth, almost About to turn around and leave, the next moment he saw Sang Guang raised his hand with a cold face and pushed the maid into the water.

"Clean up the corpse." Sang Guang turned sideways and told the prince, "I don't want this kind of thing to happen again in the future. There is no rule at all. What does it look like?"

The prince took out his handkerchief and waited for him to wipe his hands, and asked in a low voice: "Your majesty, this court lady is a little thoughtful, but she is pretty pretty... Even without this one, the empress dowager will not be able to say that she is like you." Ah... Even if you don't put people in your place, you can't say you can't put people in the prince's place."

Sang Guang frowned and walked forward and said: "Just say that this woman tried to harm me and frightened me. Slowly drag it on. Why bother to compete with the old lady? If you drag on for a while, who else can control me?" ? Your lord... I stand here, he dares to marry?" He walked through the water corridor and turned around, looking at Sang Zhi who was smiling with a smile on his face, he was startled, and then straightened his face again: "What are you doing sneaking around here?"

Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to hold his wrist: "I'm here to ask you to eat."

Sang Guang shook his hand with a look of disgust, but he didn't shake it off, and was dragged forward a few steps. Sang Zhi turned his head and smiled at him, reflecting the lotus behind him, he could feel the man slowly holding his hand. Tighten his hand.

Fortunately, I did not give up on you.

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