"Do you still remember this place, sir?"

Li Hao turned around, wearing a dazzling red dress, smiling slightly, his dark eyes were gentle and pure.

Fang Ne was slightly taken aback.

"... Do you still remember, sir, when Liu Shang wrote poems, there was a dude who wrote poems first and was ridiculed?"

Fang Na couldn't remember.

He hesitated slightly: "Is it you?"

The moon is like a tulle, and the stream is gurgling, clear and sparkling, and there are sand and stones under it, which are clearly visible.

Their shadows were reflected in the stream, flickering unsteadily.

"It's me, sir."

Li Hao nodded with a light smile, a little shy, "Mr. laughed."

Li Hao... Has there ever been such a time?

Fang Na was tongue-tied, not knowing what to say.Ever since he met Li Hao when he was young, he has been eager to learn and know etiquette, without the arrogance of a rich and powerful son, and he can even be called "well-behaved". succession……

All appear to be reliable.

When Li Hao was in Beijing, it was so...difficult?

Fang Ne's heart felt stuffy, his nose was slightly sore, he pulled the young man over and hugged him.

"Ah."

Li Hao was a little surprised, but soon smiled and hugged him tightly, imprisoning his waist and not letting go.

"Mister, do you feel sorry for me?" Li Hao's words were obviously joyful, and he couldn't help but kissed his neck twice.

There are six or seven pavilions, one or two swings, flowing cups and curved water, Taihu Lake rocks, and famous flowers and plants on both sides of the stream, which is really gorgeous.

But Li Hao suddenly wanted to do something less elegant, and really wanted to.

The person in front of him felt sorry for him, making him go crazy with joy.

Fang Na always has a way, intentionally or unintentionally, to disturb the peaceful pool of spring water in his heart.

No, maybe it's not my fault, it's because he's not a "good kid" himself.

Fang Na blushed, "You..."

Li Hao let go of him, smiled, and approached him step by step, "Sir, do you want to guess what Huaixu wants to do at this moment?"

Fang Ne frowned, and took two steps back helplessly, not daring to look directly at him anymore.

"Not here."

Li Hao couldn't help laughing out loud: "Why not? Tell me, sir? The student is a dude, I think it's okay."

Fang Na couldn't speak, bit his lips and remained silent.

Li Hao stopped teasing him, and led him back to the palace on his horse.

Qinshui Palace.

hot springs.

Li Hao stared at Fang Na who was coming, wrapped in a white silk coat, with burning eyes.

The young man's hair was loose, and his black hair was slightly messy. Perhaps it was too hot here, and his face was steamed into a somewhat unnatural red. The coat was thin, and he was only wrapped around it roughly by the same white belt.

Just a gentle pull and you're ready to…

Li Hao turned around, not daring to look any further, because if he looked again, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist...doing it to Mr.

Fang Na simply wrapped himself in his outer shirt, Li Hao couldn't help laughing, and walked towards him.

"Sir, are you so worried about Hao?"

He helped Fang Ne smooth his hair behind his ears and behind his shoulders, with a serious expression.

They are very close.

In fact, it's not like they haven't been this close before.

But every time, Fang Ne still couldn't help his fast heartbeat and tensed fingers and toes curled up.

Fang Ne was still very stiff.

Li Hao hugged him with a smile and kissed him.

Fang Ne was standing on the edge of the hot spring pool, blocked by him so that he could only stand with his back leaning against the side with difficulty, leaning his head back.

Li Hao put his hand into his outer shirt, smiled and pulled off his nondescript belt.

"Sir, are you so guarded against conceit?"

Fang Na gritted his teeth, and pressed his hand on his waist: "I agreed not to do anything, besides, the hot spring pool... water, um... don't kiss... no..."

Li Hao felt a little regretful, and wiped the silver thread on his lips for him, his eyes were a bit cloudy.

"Listen to sir."

Fang Na relaxed slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Li Hao hugged him tightly, refusing to let him move.

"Hold for a while, sir."

The water in the hot spring pool is already very hot.

But Fang Na felt that his whole body was burned by Li Hao's body temperature.

This made him feel relieved, but also extremely ashamed.

Li Hao, already...

Fang Na sighed, had nothing to do with him, and patted his shoulder, "Is there a couch in the water palace?"

Li Hao kissed him abruptly, and hurriedly pulled him out of the pool.

He is always calm and self-possessed, but this time he was so anxious, Fang Na couldn't help laughing, and wondered...has he rejected him recently.

Since the Grand Ceremony, apart from daily official duties, the imperial court has been arguing endlessly about the matter of setting up a male empress. Li Hao also let them waste their time talking. Anyway, I didn't let go of choosing a concubine, and I didn't intend to change my mind.

But with the end of the war, government affairs continued to increase. Even Fang Na, who accompanied Li Hao to deal with government affairs every day, occasionally felt overwhelmed.

What's more, Li Hao is more tired than him, sleeps only two hours a day, and still talks about doing that thing with him every day, really doesn't take himself seriously at all, Fang is extremely angry, already I haven't talked to him in bed for a while.

Might... wear him down a bit.

Fang Na smiled slightly, shook his head unconsciously, and was pushed down on the bed.

Li Hao whispered to him: "What are you laughing at, Mr. Hao?"

Fang Na didn't say anything, Wei Wei got up and kissed him, out of control.

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