Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

"I'm not your thing."

Nan Su couldn't accept that he was labeled as Dianchen, so he looked up at the Qingjun face above, and his crying stopped immediately: "By the way, why are you kissing me so peacefully now? What is the relationship between us? "

Dianchen brushed his cold fingertips over his forehead, and said, "Three months ago, didn't everyone know about our relationship?"

Nan Su choked, thought for a while, and simply repeated the remarks on the wedding night: "Sixth prince, you know what kind of nature our marriage is, right? As long as you are sensible, we can still be friends ..."

"Sorry, it can't be done."

Dianchen interrupted him lightly: "Husband and wife can't be friends."

Nan Su was inexplicably annoyed, and when he was about to say something more, the man had already got up and walked out: "I'll go out first, you put on your middle coat, don't get cold."

When Dian Chen closed the door of the side bedroom, Ping Shun was running over from the pond, his face was pale, and he shouted from a long distance: "Master Liu, there are really many snakes in the master bedroom! It's densely packed, let alone the imperial concubine. , the guards are scared when they see it!"

Dianchen asked: "Has everything been cleaned up?"

Ping Shun nodded hastily: "I have someone put them into a sack, and I'm going to find a cave in the back mountain to release them later."

The man often lives in the temple, and he has always treated all living things with compassion. Hearing this, he let out a faint groan, turned around and walked out of the house.

Only then did Ping Shun realize that the man was not wearing a cloak, and when he was about to get it, he suddenly heard his order: "I'll go to the abbot's place, and you pass on the order for me, and no one should mention the sixth imperial concubine's nakedness again, and let them all give it to him." I shut my mouth tightly, if I hear any rumors later..."

The man glanced at Ping Shun coldly, and his voice was so sharp that it could squeeze out ice water: "Kill without mercy."

Ping Shun was startled, looked up in disbelief, and saw that the man had stepped out into the cold wind with long legs, his hair was flying, and his belt was spreading like an eagle's wings: "Let the small kitchen cook a bowl of ginger soup for the imperial concubine."

……

At night, the inner charcoal basin on the side made a "squeaky" sound. After Dianchen lit the incense, the green smoke curled up, and after a while, a lot of the herbal smell was dissipated.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, stroked Nan Su's hair with his big hands, and seeing that it was almost done, he asked again: "Is it still cold?"

The man's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, so calm, but every word was full of waves.Nan Su's heart is often made light by such tone, this kind of feeling is not good, it makes him feel uneasy.

"It's not cold anymore."

After Nan Su finished speaking, he walked to the closet and looked at Dian Chen from behind his upper body: "I don't know where those snakes crawled in. Anyway, I don't want anything in the house anymore. I will borrow your clothes for two days. Turn around Pay you back."

Dianchen smiled and said, "You just wear it."

Both of them are very tall, but Dianchen's robes fit Nan Su's body, and it can be seen that the hem of the clothes that should be at the ankles still grows an inch or two.

If they were ordinary people, they would naturally not care about these details, but they were born as royal nobles, and the most important thing was to dress decently. Even the flaws on the fabric that were the size of a grain of rice would be returned and redone, let alone one or two inches of inappropriateness. Worse.

So, this guy is actually taller than himself?Nan Su pouted.

Not only the outer robe, but also his entire set of underwear now belongs to Dianchen.Thinking of the clothes that Dian Chen was wearing right now sticking to his skin, Nan Su suddenly felt uncomfortable, and immediately turned his head and said, "Sixth prince, by the way, when are we going back to Beijing?"

Dianchen said: "I haven't finished my house in the capital yet, I planned to come back in a few days, but today such an accident happened, I think you don't want to stay in Hongfu Temple anymore."

Nan Su gave a muffled hum, and immediately became abnormal: "The house is fine, you can live with my dead son's mansion."

"Then you can go down the mountain tomorrow morning. After all, you don't have to pack your luggage."

"Okay, then I'll go, see you tomorrow." After saying that, Nan Su moved away from the door as if running away.

Dianchen stared at him, and said calmly: "Are you going to sleep in the master bedroom tonight?"

"No, I'll make do with Lu Yao for one night."

Taking advantage of Dianchen's brief pause, Nan Su walked away in a flash.

The cold wind was howling outside, but his footsteps were unprecedentedly fast, just because he suddenly found that he couldn't be alone with Dianchen calmly.

After all, he was his first kiss. That rainy night man firmly pressed him on the floor tiles, but then stretched out a hand to protect the back of his head. When all this happened, it was not so easy to ignore...

"Sleep with me tonight."

Suddenly, Nan Su's arm was grabbed.

It was clear that the man was pulling so lightly, as if he could break free with a little force, but the strange thing was that Nan Su was really grabbed like that...

He looked over and saw Dianchen staring at him quietly, his always slightly pale lips pursed lightly, and repeated: "Sleep with me tonight."

But at this moment, I saw a tall man in a neat black shirt walking in the wind and snow. It was Lu Yao.He saluted first, and then said: "My lord, I have just packed up the bedroom, and I am here to pick you up."

Before Nan Su could speak, Dian Chen said: "He's staying here tonight, you can go back."

Lu Yao raised his face and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "No problem, my subordinates have packed the bed."

The north wind howled and blew from a distance, and gently lifted Dianchen's clothes. He stared at Lu Yao with unpredictable emotions in his eyes. After a long time, he said: "After all, the standards of servants and masters are different." Don't, why bother to wrong your master?"

Lu Yao glanced at Dianchen, then calmly moved his eyes to Nan Su, waiting for Nan Su to speak.

Nan Su suddenly fell into a dilemma, of course he wanted to sleep with Lu Yao, but when he turned his head to look, Dianchen's gaze stopped him from talking.

He is very clear that he and Dianchen are not the same people after all.

However, he was always entangled in an unclear way, and even slowly began to yearn for a certain favor and tenderness, and began to become unconscious. For example, at this moment, he couldn't say no to refuse no matter what.

"That..." Nan Su lowered his head, and said with a guilty conscience: "Ah Yao, don't bother me, I..."

"The subordinate will leave."

Lu Yao smiled slightly, bowed respectfully and stepped back.

Nan Su was startled, and when he was about to say something undercover, Dian Chen had already pulled him into the side sleeper, closed the door and let out a chuckle, his handsome face approached, and he was about to kiss his lips.

Nan Su's heart skipped a beat, and he covered his mouth: "Why are you here again?"

Dianchen asked: "Don't you like it?"

Nan Su muttered a few times: "I, of course I..."

Dianchen interrupted him with a smile: "Don't make it up, you have already told me the answer during those two seconds of your hesitation."

After saying that, as soon as she pulled Nan Su's hand away, she was about to kiss him again.

"Hey, wait!" A golden cicada escaped from Nan Su's shell, and got out of Dianchen's arms, annoyed: "You and I are not really married! Don't make such a sudden attack, it's very annoying!"

He didn't know whether he said this to Dianchen or himself.

Dianchen walked over slowly: "Okay, don't make a surprise attack, I will ask you first next time."

After saying that, he tilted his head and smiled: "Is it okay now?"

Nan Su: "..."

He moved his lips a few times, and then shouted: "No!!!"

It's just that it's too late to leave now. Nansu fought resolutely, but he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and when he met Dianchen's eyes again, he clearly heard the sound of the wall of his heart collapsing. sound.

Dianchen leaned on his head with one hand and looked at him quietly, there was no sign of sleepiness on Qingjuan's face.

I don't know since when, the man's every move, his facial features and anger, the way he folded the Buddha beads, and his posture when he was sick, have become a huge contradiction that Nan Su wants to see but dare not.

"Can you?" In the darkness, Dianchen's voice was much lower than in the daytime.

Nan Su's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The dead of night is the most emotional, he didn't know why he said "um" in a daze, the voice was so timid and shy that Dianchen stopped him in an instant.

Different from the cold fingertips, Dianchen's tongue was hot, which made Nan Su a little scared. After the teeth were pried open, every place the man swept was extremely hot.

Nan Su softened little by little, and didn't know how to respond, so he accepted it submissively, only his breathing became more and more rapid.

Then, accompanied by the north wind outside the window, Dianchen raised his face and kissed him on the forehead, and pressed him into his broad chest: "Lady, go to sleep."

Nan Su was a little lost: "Huh?"

Dianchen chuckled: "Isn't it enough to kiss?"

"..."

"Then do it again?"

"No no no! Enough is enough!"

……

When Nan Su woke up the next day, Dian Chen had disappeared.

It was already bright, and there were busy footsteps of people outside, Nan Su put on his cloak and opened the door to see that countless boxes and cages had been loaded onto the carriage.

He called Ping Shun: "Where's your grandfather?"

It's not that Ping Shun has never seen two people sleeping together, he thought it was a very simple thing, so he smiled even more innocently: "My grandfather is going to bid farewell to Master Wise."

Nan Su let out an "oh", looking at the busy servants in the courtyard, suddenly felt that there was no need to throw away all the things in the master bedroom, so he went to the backyard to look for Lu Yao - with a happy face and wearing palace clothes. Chen's cloak.

But he didn't expect that Lu Yao's first words when he saw him were: "My lord, do you still want to go back to Qingyuan?"

Today is a rare sunny day in winter. The young guard stood quietly by the window, looking up to the northwest. The majestic mountains against the blue sky background were so thick and beautiful.

He squinted his eyes, his face became more resolute, he slowly retracted his gaze, and said: "If you don't want to go back to Qingyuan, you can tell me directly."

Nan Su seemed to be stuck, and he laughed awkwardly after a long time: "Of course I want to go back. Once Dianchen dies, we can go back."

"Snapped!"

A simple copy was thrown on the table, and Lu Yao said calmly: "I went to Dr. Li to copy it secretly last night. You can see for yourself the sixth prince's physical condition."

Nan Su was startled, picked up the manuscript and read it page by page, each one was Dian Chen's pulse diagnosis records in recent years.

The pulse condition is the same, and the dosage can be reduced.

The pulse condition is the same, you can enter Poria cocos.

The pulse condition is the same, and acupuncture and moxibustion can be performed every other day.

The pulse is the same,...

The room suddenly became extremely quiet, and the fine sand of the hourglass slowly flowed down. When it reached a certain moment, the slight falling sound suddenly disappeared, as if blocked, and then flowed as usual again.

Nan Su woke up suddenly, looked up, Lu Yao was looking at him, eyes full of complex emotions.

"I know." Unable to tell whether it was panic or despair, Nan Su was a little numb, but instead smiled: "Don't worry, I can clearly tell what is right and what is wrong, and I will keep a distance from him."

Lu Yao frowned: "No, on the contrary, the son should be closer to him."

Nan Su opened his mouth, but he heard Lu Yao say first: "Do you think it's enough to go back to the capital and wait for him to die? If a healthy person dies, who do you think is the most suspect? My son, the emperor is always the emperor, that's it You know better than me that we can return to Qingyuan after you letter to the king next year, don't you? But how long do you want to wait?"

Nan Su's face became stiff under such questioning, until Lu Yao stopped talking, he still maintained the original posture, unusually silent.

Out of the backyard, the sun was oncoming, but it was not warm.

When Nan Su walked to the master bedroom, he leaned on the door and slowly squatted down. In front of his eyes were clusters of bamboo forests piled up with snow, and the ground was finely mottled with light and shadow.

"what happened?"

Nan Su raised his eyes suddenly, and saw Dianchen coming from outside the door, the coat was covered with golden light.He still looked handsome and noble, after seeing Nan Su, the corners of his mouth curled into a gentle arc for a moment.

Nan Su looked at him, his eyes trembling, and his nails slowly dug into his palm.

The next moment, he greeted Dianchen with high spirits, hung it around Dianchen's neck in front of all the servants, and looked at Dianchen timidly: "I miss you."