Qu clear as promised

"..." Zhu Zhiyi strictly abides by the rules even when he is sick: "No, I can't bear it, Your Highness Ninety Five—"

"Okay." Hearing that he was about to drop the bookbag again, Liang Hui directly covered his face with the handkerchief and pressed it, "You are my queen, why can't you bear it?"

It's better to sleep obediently and not talk.

Zhu Zhiyi: "..."

Liang Hui waited on the National People's Congress in the middle of the night, so he couldn't bear such a cold heart, he couldn't bear it, he was upset, he didn't make it easy for others, and when he wiped his face, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Zhiyi's face, Zhu Zhiyi gave birth When he was ill, his aura suddenly weakened, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he chased after him, pressing every step of the way.

Zhu Zhiyi felt that her face was about to burn, and Liang Hui's eyes looked real, scanning his eyebrows, moles, eyes, lips and nose inch by inch. I'm playing and appreciating some treasures.

Zhu Zhiyi was sick and weak, so he had to ask someone to take care of him. Liang Hui occasionally frowned and stared at him deeply, as if he really cared about him. He probably didn't sleep half the night, and his eyes were red.

A trace of confusion appeared in Zhu Zhiyi's eyes.

In all fairness, I was actually very comfortable being served by him. Qiao Yi had taken care of him before when he was sick, but probably because of his status and his unfriendly temperament, Qiao Yi would never touch many places, for fear of offending his master.

But Liang Hui dared, there was nothing that Liang Hui didn't dare to do. Whether it was the sensitive nape of the neck, ears, or the sticky fingers and toes that were sweaty, he didn't shy away from it all.

Zhu Zhiyi's whole body was wiped clean and refreshed, and her mind became much clearer.

But he couldn't figure it out, and he seemed to sigh casually: "The emperor is very good at taking care of patients."

How can a king be so proficient in these complicated and meticulous chores.

Liang Hui is not only proficient, but also knows how to observe the details. Zhu Zhiyi turned his neck and went to raise the pillow.

This kind of person is too scary. If he really wants to be nice to someone, he will definitely make the other person feel like a spring breeze. The sense of security brought by that kind of powerful demeanor and consideration in a snowy night can drown people. No one can stay like this Jun Enli, who is affectionate and heavy, fell into a state of sobriety.

But Zhu Zhiyi is not an ordinary person.

Liang Hui slowed down the movement of twisting the handkerchief, turned around, looked at him, and smiled slightly: "Qing Gui has been well-clothed and well-fed since childhood, pampered and pampered, it's normal to not understand."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi seemed to have been stabbed in the softest part of her heart, and suspected that he was mocking herself.With complicated emotions, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he closed his eyes.

The corners of Liang Hui's mouth flattened, he hastily dried the handkerchief, and went back to bed to lie down.

Zhu Zhiyi was no longer burning, but it was hot and his skin was very hot. The cool breath on Liang Hui's body made him unconsciously want to get close and absorb it.

Liang Hui was so exhausted that he watched him move restlessly, and pressed his quilt with his hand: "Don't want to sleep?"

"Too much sleep." Zhu Zhiyi's mind is extremely clear now, listening to the sound of wind and snow outside the window, remembering that the day when his grandfather was executed was also a bone-chilling snowy day.

The snow was long and endless, and it lasted for more than half a month. The guilty minister could not set up a mourning hall to pay homage, so he went to the sinful corpse burial mound alone to kowtow and worship. He was diagnosed at the Taifu's mansion, and later Princess Helan resisted the decree and protected him, wishing Zhiyi to grow up safely in Beijing.

Liang Hui seemed to feel his depression, and put his hands on the quilt and patted him again and again, which seemed to comfort him to sleep.

Zhu Zhiyi opened his eyes in the dark. He had never been coaxed to sleep. He lost his father in his early years. His grandfather raised him, but the Tai Tuo placed high hopes on him. There is only such a single seedling left in Zhu's family, and the burden on his shoulders is too heavy , Zhu Zhiyi doesn't even have much time to play.

Liang Hui asked, "Does it snow so much every year in Jinzhou?"

"Well, it's huge."

"I've heard that Jinju's Ice Lantern Festival is very famous, but I've never been there."

Zhu Zhiyi was a little surprised. I didn't expect that Liang Hui would take the initiative to mention this, because the Ice Lantern Festival was organized by the former prince to show his closeness to the people and have fun with the people when he was in Jin.

Mentioning this festival is tantamount to mentioning the former prince.

The other party wants to talk to him about the first prince?Zhu Zhiyi couldn't figure out what the other party meant for a while, so Liang Hui didn't speak immediately, so Liang Hui asked again: "Does Qinggui think it's fun?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi suspected that Liang Hui was setting him up. He couldn't help but secretly scolded the other party for being cunning. Sometimes it's so naive and bad that it makes people gnash their teeth.

"Chen's family was strict in education, busy with schoolwork, and didn't pay much attention to play."

In the darkness, Liang Hui seemed to have laughed, but he didn't seem to, and said quietly: "The previous crown prince set the lighting ceremony in Taifu's mansion every year, with tall buildings on the city walls, neon colored bells and music, and the joy of the people. I didn't expect that the Qing regulations were not there. Hard work and self-discipline up to this point is beyond my reach."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi finally knew why some old courtiers were rendered speechless by Liang Hui's anger in the court hall, and he replied quietly, "I'm just telling the truth, the students go to light ice lanterns, guess lantern riddles, and have a snowball fight At that time, the minister was indeed not there."

Liang Hui asked, "Why don't you go?"

Zhu Zhiyi was silent for two seconds: "Grandpa doesn't like me to go." Although grandfather dotes on him very much, he is also strict. The old man doesn't want him to spend too much time on fun and lose his mind.

Liang Hui asked, "Does Qinggui want to go?"

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at him sideways, not understanding why Liang Hui was so verbose today: "It's okay." This kind of festival is an atmosphere, and it's fun to be with three or five friends. He has nothing since he was a child My friend, he has a dull temper, and many of his classmates are friendships between gentlemen. It's really not as good as making ice lanterns or playing snowball fights together.

"Isn't there any?" Liang Hui lowered his eyes, "I heard that there was a year when Qingrui won the first place in guessing riddles, and the former prince personally lit the Liuling Ice Lantern of that year and sent it to the mansion."

That year was the third year he was exiled to Wudi, a place where it never snows in winter. It was heard from the capital that this year's ice lantern was won by the talented Young Master Zhumen.

The first prince had a close relationship with the Taifu, and he praised Zhu Zhiyi very much. He inlaid gemstones on the ice lamp, and ordered the craftsman to carve the lamp handle and wax cup with Hetian pearls and jade to deliver it to the door in person. Good story.

Zhu Zhiyi was very moved when he heard his words, what does Liang Hui mean by this, turning over old accounts?

There must be a reason for everything, and he dislikes unreasonable people the most.

He had a casual friendship with the former crown prince, so he was considered a fellow student. It was an accident that he went to guess the lantern that year. The foreign vassals who came to Beijing passed through Jinzhou to make things difficult for him. After several days, no one could solve the riddle before he did it.

Liang Hui's tone seemed to be casual chatting about family affairs: "I heard that the ice lantern on the top of the crown is made by the famous craftsman of Shili Porcelain every year. It is exquisitely carved and priceless. It is hung on the city wall for the people to admire and appreciate. Do you still like the Qing regulations? "

"..." Zhu Zhiyi tilted his head, concentrating on the person who shared the bed with him. Liang Hui always had something in his words, half-truths and half-false, sometimes true and sometimes false, and he couldn't figure out when it was true and when it was false, the emperor The heart, the seabed needle, he had to be cautious, and said lightly, "It's just an ice lamp, nothing special."

Liang Hui turned sideways suddenly, Zhu Zhiyi was startled, and sweat began to break out on his head again.

The young king rested his head with one hand, and met his gaze directly. Zhu Zhiyi looked away, and Liang Hui stared at his side face, drooping his eyelashes in thought. Maybe this person really didn't know how to give Liuling Ice Lantern to others. the meaning of.

In ancient times, Prince Xiao Liang gave him Liuling Jade Chess, accompanied by his confidant minister Yanxin. It is rumored that the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is very close. A layer of meaning.

The ominous blank space in history books is full of ambiguities that make people think about it.

The author says:

Xiao Zhu: Are you reasonable?