The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

For Zhou Qingyan, going out in such weather is a very painful thing.

Chu Heng regretted the words as soon as he uttered them, but before he had time to save Zhou Qingyan, he immediately continued, "Let's go."

The man hurriedly pulled Chu Heng up and pushed the door, and walked out of the room with a big stride.

Zhou Qingyan couldn't help shivering as the cold wind rushed towards his face.

Chu Heng quickly wrapped the cloak tightly around him, and the fluffy hat inside almost covered Zhou Qingyan's entire face.

Zhou Qingyan felt suddenly dark in front of his eyes, and was amused: "How do we go like this?"

This cloak was made last year, Zhou Qingyan was wearing it just right then, but this year the cloak suddenly became round.

Chu Heng's eyes darkened slightly, and then he stepped forward and pushed back the brim of his hat, just enough to reveal a pair of sparkling and agile eyes.

Facing Chu Heng, the man's heart stopped.

Before Zhou Qingyan's eyes, there was a vast expanse of white snow and a certain man in purple clothes reflected in the sky and the earth.

"Today's winter solstice, Ah Qiang and the others will bring people to decorate the corridor. I'll take you to have a look." Zhou Qingyan said.

Chu Heng followed behind Zhou Qingyan, walking towards the corridor step by step.

At this time, it was late at night, and it was no longer snowing, but a thick layer of snow and frost had already risen on the ground.The bright moon is in the sky, and the clear light is like a palm-wide gauze that tilts down layer by layer, sprinkled on the ground, and occasionally reflects the vigorous pines, cypresses, and bamboos.

The snow spread between the sky and the earth, no one was making noise in the dark night, and there were occasional wind and insects, but they couldn't make Chu Heng take his eyes off the person in front of him.

There is a long corridor and a garden between Zhou Qingyan's yard and Chu Heng's residence.

The promenade was specially ordered by Zhou Qingyan to build it back then. The four corners are nanmu pillars, and the head and tail are like ordinary promenades, except that the middle is widened a lot. It doesn't look like a corridor, but like a pavilion.

Zhou Qingyan vomited blood not long ago. I don't know if it was because of spitting out the stagnant blood, but now he feels the light coming back.

Chu Heng frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?" How could the word Hui Guang Hui Zhao be used indiscriminately?

Zhou Qingyan's face was pale and slightly tired, but his eyes were full of brilliance. Seeing Chu Heng frown, he didn't care if he was out of breath, so he leaned close to him and gently touched his face.

"It's not like you don't know that I'm poor in knowledge. That's not what I mean either." Zhou Qingyan panted a little, but his tone was coaxing and laughing.

I don't know why, Chu Heng is not a person who cares about the details, but he is very serious about this matter, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes.

The man carefully protected his waist with one hand---this is a habit left over from the past few days: "I'm tired, let's rest for a while."

Yu Guan hugged Zhou Qingyan horizontally, walked to the pavilion in the middle of the long corridor in three steps at a time, opened the cotton curtain and walked in.

The housekeeper of the Zhou mansion seemed to be used to his young master's body being unable to withstand the wind and rain, so he surrounded the pavilion early in the winter.

Without the ubiquitous cold wind, Zhou Qingyan suddenly nestled in Chu Heng's arms like a little fox who had just found a hibernation place, hugging his little paws.

Chu Heng watched helplessly as Zhou Qingyan seemed to have found a nest. As soon as he sat down, he leaned against him and cut his head weakly. The soft hair fell down and fell on his neck.

It was just a strand of hair, but Chu Heng's neck somehow felt a thick itching sensation.

Looking at Zhou Qingyan's haggard side face, Chu Heng couldn't bear to be moved, put his arm around his waist to give him a point of strength, and gently dragged him in.

"Come here." Chu Heng said.

Zhou Qingyan moved his upper body obediently, and soon most of his body was leaning on Chu Heng.

The man rubbed his head against Chu Heng's chest, and the rounded hat quickly fell down to cover Zhou Qingyan's entire face.

Zhou Qingyan suddenly looked like a soft little animal covered with thick leaves.

Chu Heng's heart melted.

The little animal even muttered recklessly: "Ziyuan, you are so warm."

Zhou Qingyan is a contradictory person, his waist hurts and his heart hurts at the palace banquet, he can carry his internal strength and epee to fight a lion evenly.

But once in front of Chu Heng, all the strength in his body decreased by one degree, and he had to pant for breath all day long, for fear that his internal organs would hurt everywhere if he panted urgently.

Chu Heng's heart is like a mirror, and the more he understands, the more distressed he is. What kind of person he held on the top of his heart has been tortured by Emperor Jiaxing in the past three years?

The wind blows slowly outside the house, but the house is warm as spring.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qingyan suddenly said, "I'm still out of breath."

Chu Heng immediately understood: "Lu Yi? The corpse has been wrapped up for so many years, it's time to sell it."

Zhou Qingyan smiled: "I think Wei Chengyun is fine."

So he repeated what he said to Wei Chengyun just now, and finally said: "Wei Chengyun can't bear it for too long, I'm still thinking about whether to add another fire."

Chu Heng raised his eyebrows. Is this a tacit understanding?As soon as he put the bait on Lu Yi this evening, Zhou Qingyan confronted Wei Chengyun.

"What would you do if Wei Chengyun told Lu Yi this?" Chu Heng suddenly thought of this.

Zhou Qingyan changed into a comfortable position in his arms, and said in a proud tone, "So what?"

Chu Heng couldn't help choking, Xuanji realized that Zhou Qingyan was right, she laughed and shook her head: "You, Wei Chengyun may still be feeling so sincere about you."

Zhou Qingyan and Lu Yi's grievances and grievances are well known to each other, and Lu Yi is incapable of not talking about it, and he is suspicious and treacherous by nature. Even if Wei Chengyun really said these words, who can he tell them?

Telling Lu Yi, not only would Lu Yi not appreciate it, but he would suspect that Wei Chengyun had already betrayed.

What's the use of telling others?Others can't protect the person the national teacher wants to kill.

After lying down for a while, Zhou Qingyan's physical strength recovered a lot, but it was too cold outside and he didn't want to move for a while.

"I think the same as you do." Chu Heng said with a smile.

Zhou Qingyan immediately bit the bait: "Huh? What did you do?"

Chu Heng: "Lu Yi catches a thief if he wants a thief. Today, you blocked Bai Qingrou from framing him. There is no guarantee that he will not framing others next time."

"I simply gave him a good candidate to plant."

Zhou Qingyan became even more curious: "How did you do it?"

Chu Heng smiled and said nothing, stretched out his other hand to touch his stomach.

Well, it's not as bulging as before. I think I should have digested a lot. I can go back to rest and drink a bowl of soothing soup before going to bed.

Zhou Qingyan was slightly dissatisfied: "Why don't you talk... Hey you."

Before he finished speaking, there was an exclamation, and Chu Heng called him horizontally.

It's not that Zhou Qingyan hasn't been hugged by Chu Heng before, but this time Chu Heng's sudden attack startled him, and the suddenly vacated man subconsciously grabbed Chu Heng's shoulders tightly, fearing that he would fall off.

Chu Heng first saw the rare trace of panic on the young man's face and couldn't help laughing, and threw him up with his elbow.

Zhou Qingyan felt that Chu Heng's face was tense with the movement of his hands. He is not a light girl: "Hey, don't be crazy..."

The person in his hand is at least twenty one this year, why is he so flimsy and has little flesh?Chu Heng sighed: "Don't worry, I will protect you well if I fall."

Zhou Qingyan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "That's true."

Chu Heng understood what Zhou Qingyan was thinking almost immediately, and immediately gave him an annoyed look: "Who did I fall for?"

Zhou Qingyan pretended to cough lightly: "Ziyuan, I'm tired, let's go back to sleep."

Chu Heng snorted coldly, hugged him tightly and walked out: "Why didn't that crown overwhelm you back then?"

Zhou Qingyan laughed so hard that he almost plunged his head into the socket of Chu Heng's shoulder. Fortunately, the latter's foot was stable enough, and he held his waist with one hand and hugged his leg with the other.

I don't know when the snow started to fall again, and heavy snow fell from the sky one after another, landing on Chu Heng's head, shoulders, and Zhou Qingyan's hat brim.

Chu Heng lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Qingyan, seeing him obediently holding himself motionless, he couldn't help but hook his mouth: "Don't sleep yet."

Zhou Qingyan is now sleepy as long as he has nothing to do when he is free. Hearing this, he forcefully opened his closed eyes a little: "Well..."

"Go back and drink a bowl of calming soup before going to sleep." Chu Heng coaxed in a low voice.

Zhou Qingyan immediately closed his eyes: "I fell asleep."

Chu Heng suddenly burst out laughing, and had no choice but to tighten the cloak for him --- the cloak is so big that it can be used as a small quilt now, covering a certain "sleeping" fox tightly.

Heavy snow fluttered in the sky, and the white snow spread all the way to the endless distance.

Chu Heng held his lost and recovered treasure in his arms, as if embracing the whole world, and walked forward step by step.

Chu Heng ordered Ah Qiang to prepare the soothing soup before leaving the house, but unfortunately he didn't expect Zhou Qingyan to fall asleep before returning to the house, so he had no choice but to put him back on the bed and take off his damp clothes.

The eyes of the man lying on the bed were lightly closed, his brows were stretched and his lips were slightly parted. Most of his fair little face was hidden in the brocade quilt, for some reason he showed innocence and cuteness.

Chu Heng was almost taken aback by his own thoughts.cute?No one can compare this ancestor to being a monster.

but······

Chu Heng bent down and looked directly at Zhou Qingyan's handsome face, and muttered to himself: "It's really God's meal." When he was not acting like a demon and not talking like a lotus flower, his tenderness made most of his heart melt.

Forget it, sleep as long as you can, it doesn't matter if you don't drink the soothing soup.

Chu Heng carefully tucked in the quilt for him and was about to leave. Who would have thought that Zhou Qingyan would suddenly grab his wrist.

Chu Heng turned his head in surprise, only to see Zhou Qingyan opened his eyes again for some reason, and asked him persistently: "What did you do to Lu Yi?"

Why do you still remember this when you fell asleep?

Zhou Qingyan was half asleep and half awake, no matter how much Chu Heng coaxed him, he would not let go, muttering: "Lu Yi is treacherous and cunning, don't be at a disadvantage..."

Chu Heng's heart that had just calmed down was broken in an instant.He stared carefully at Zhou Qingyan's sleeping face for a moment, and couldn't help reaching out to caress the young man's delicate face.

"I won't suffer." After a while, Chu Heng said softly, "Go to sleep."

Zhou Qingyan didn't know how much he heard, and slowly let go, buried his head deeper in the quilt and did not move.

After a long time, after Chu Heng had checked the doors and windows and left, Zhou Qingyan had a dream. He dreamed of the sunny and vibrant Chu Mansion, and the unsmiling and upright Chu Heng.

The author says:

Sure enough, breaking through the speed of writing is still not enough, this chapter has been slightly revised.