Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Yan Chunxi was still hesitating at first, but as soon as Guan Junchen's palm touched his knee, before he could exert any force, his forehead was so painful that cold sweat broke out instantly.

But when Guan Junchen said that just now, he didn't want to cry anymore, his face turned pale from holding back for a moment, he almost crushed the bowl in his hand, and his legs trembled and struggled involuntarily.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Guan Junchen hurriedly reached out and took the porridge bowl aside, and when he looked down at the boy's wound, he really couldn't bear it.

Yan Chunxi knelt on and off for two or three days. Just by looking at the terrifying black and purple color of his knees, he could tell how heavy the bruise was, not to mention that it was swollen more than an inch high. It's great.

But as long as he kneads for two or three days, the congestion will gradually melt away, and Yan Chunxi will be able to walk on the ground earlier without any roots.

Guan Junchen was not a mother-in-law either, although he knew he was going to hurt Yan Chunxi to death, he still made up his mind to firmly hold Yan Chunxi's left leg with one hand, and kneaded the young man's knee with his right palm secretly.

Yan Chunxi wanted to stiffen up, but when Guan Junchen's palm rubbed him like this, he felt as if a hot soldering iron was attached to his knee, where the skin and muscles were swollen and twisted together, and when he was pinched, it seemed like a sudden Ten thousand sharp needles pierced in, it was heart-piercing and heart-wrenching.

He twisted his body and wanted to break free, but he couldn't break Junchen's iron-like hands. He couldn't help but let out a scream, and while trembling, he stuffed the silk handkerchief into his mouth, tightly clenched the brocade quilt with both hands, straight looked at Guan Junchen intently.

Seeing that Yan Chunxi's face was covered in cold sweat, Guan Junchen's almond eyes that should have been moist and affectionate seemed to be covered with a layer of dust at this moment, and even looked at him with deep resentment, and there was a sudden feeling in his heart. Thoughts tangled together.

His best weapon after joining the army is the long whip, but few people in the army know that he worshiped Qian Yuanming, the No. .

After he retired from the army, the Xianfu palace really didn't have much interest in practicing martial arts, and his internal strength has declined a bit in the past two years.

It's just that he didn't expect to use it again today to rub someone's legs, but he couldn't count on Yan Chunxi to accept his affection.

He usually punished his subordinates, and punishing him by kneeling was really not a big deal, and he never felt that something was wrong.

But today he suddenly felt unspeakable guilt for the first time. What a mistake Yan Chunxi had made again. He just said a few silly love words about a young man. Doesn't he like the young man's affection for him from the bottom of his heart?

But because I was offended and lost face, I just said "go out and kneel".

The little guy is not a stubborn idiot, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to kneel like this when his affection was strong.

When he was angry on New Year's Eve this year, Yan Chunxi only went out to kneel for an incense stick, and then ran back and got under the covers to flirt with him.

But now, this young man is kneeling outside Zhengxin Hall, the water and rice have not been taken in, twelve hours a day, 36 hours in three days, yet he doesn't say a word.

This pair of beautiful knees did not become like this all of a sudden, it was slowly destroyed by kneeling under the scorching sun for 36 hours, one stick of incense after another.

The word "kneeling" was so light when he said it back then.

But Yan Chunxi had to suffer so much for this light command. Even after kneeling, the wound was still swollen purple. Even when he wanted to heal the wound in the future, he would have to experience the pain of purgatory again and again.

He didn't even think about it, never thought that this was the person he held in his arms, a real person who would admire him and kiss the sword pattern between his eyebrows.

He has given Yan Chunxi so much joy, doesn't he know how sensitive and affectionate this young man's body is, doesn't he know that this body can feel pain as much as it can feel happiness.

But when it came time to punish, hit the board and punish kneeling, when he gave such instructions, his heart was as cold as a stone.

How could he forget all the past, how could he forget all of it.

……

Yan Chunxi bit the silk handkerchief tightly, his chest heaved and heaved violently in pain, but he still managed to resist the occasional depressing sound from between his teeth. Grasp it firmly, and there is no escape from nature.

Although Guan Junchen felt sorry for Yan Chunxi, there was no expression on his face, and his hands were not vague at all.With five fingers spread wide, the force pierced through the skin and flesh, and kneaded the young Zizhang's knee up and down.

In fact, doing such trivial things with his kung fu is overkill, but if someone else comes, even if he rubs it for a hundred times, it may not be that he himself rubs it a dozen times to relax the tendons and remove blood stasis.

Therefore, although Yan Chunxi was in extreme pain this time, he didn't suffer for too long. After a while, Guan Junchen let go of his leg.

The smell of medicinal wine was extremely choking, after Guan Junchen rubbed it, he quickly took a cloth towel to wipe his hands.

Halfway through wiping, seeing that Yan Chunxi still didn't move, he reached out and took off the silk handkerchief that would cover half of the boy's face.

The pale face exposed under the silk handkerchief was wet, and it was impossible to tell whether it was cold sweat or tears.

Yan Chunxi's eyes were originally covered, so when they were opened for the first time, there was no time to hide his emotions back.

Those round eyes were full of fear and helplessness, and they were trembling slightly when biting the silk handkerchief in their mouths. It wasn't until he suddenly saw Guan Junchen's face that Yan Chunxi turned his head stubbornly like a cover-up, and forced the fragile His expression was suppressed.

Guan Junchen looked down at him, and the expression in his red phoenix eyes was quite unpredictable: "Today is the first time to rub, and it must be the most difficult. For the next three or four days, I will come to rub you once a day, gradually It will be much better if the congestion is dissolved."

His words were very gentle, but Yan Chunxi lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear it.

Guan Junchen just looked at Yan Chunxi's wet eyelashes under his eyelids. After a long time, he still didn't get a response. He finally sighed, touched the boy's face, and said in a deep voice: "Xi'er, you should know, do it!" When you were Mr. Heyuan, you could act coquettishly and lose your temper with me, but if you were a servant, you should be obedient. Apart from this, there is nothing else to talk about. If you are a servant, you will not be able to give I look at it with such a cold face, it's not good, and there are no such rules in the palace—do you understand?"

Yan Chunxi raised his head, slightly avoided Guan Junchen's touch, and remained silent for a while before reluctantly saying: "Understood."

"That's good." Guan Junchen stood up and straightened his robe, and said indifferently: "I have to go to Hanwenzhai to deal with some matters, and I'll come and see your legs later."

"My lord," Yan Chunxi saw that he was about to leave, and suddenly said, "This Liufang Pavilion, I should not..."

"The medicinal wine you are wearing has made Liufang Pavilion smell everywhere, how can I stay here."

Guan Junchen knew what Yan Chunxi meant, he frowned, and directly interrupted the young man's words: "I have my own place to go at night, your legs and feet are not good these days, so stay here."

Yan Chunxi was a little dazed when he heard that, so he could only watch Guan Junchen walk out of the room.

When Guan Junchen arrived at Hanwenzhai, he remembered to ask Si Yue where Wang Jinzhi had gone, and when he heard Si Yue said that he had taken the doctor to Cheng Yixuan's courtyard, he nodded and ignored him.

Now that the situation is tense, he really has a lot to do.

……

The doctor applied medicine to Cheng Yixuan's wound again, and after a few instructions, he withdrew and reported to Wang Jinzhi.

The hole between Cheng Yixuan's buttocks was slightly torn, and he could only eat some liquid food for the past two days.

That's okay, but the whip wounds on his body are really heavy, so he will be unable to move for seven or eight days, and in addition to the hot summer, he must be careful not to inflame the wounds.

Wang Jinzhi listened silently, and the expression in his eyes gradually became complicated. After sending the doctor away, he hesitated for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear to turn around and leave, but called softly through the door: "Mr. Cheng -"

"Guard Wang, please come in."

The voice of the young man inside seemed a little weak, but it seemed that there was still a hint of joy in it.

Wang Jin's hand was already on the door, but his expression became tangled in pain.

Ever since Cheng Yixuan called him "Brother Jin", he had already warned himself not to break the rules, but after a few days, when he heard the doctor talk about Cheng Yixuan's injury, he already My mind was in turmoil.

He lost his parents when he was young, and it was Guan Junchen who saved his life, and later took him into the army, and later entrusted him with the position of chief steward of the palace, such a great kindness, he never dared to forget for a day.

For more than ten years, he has achieved the ultimate in the word "loyalty". Even if Guan Junchen took his own life in an instant, he would be willing.

But it happened because of Cheng Yixuan——

When he heard that Cheng Yixuan was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for a few days, his heart felt unprecedented blame and resentment towards Guan Junchen. cold sweat.

The young man in the room seemed to think that Wang Jinzhi was not going to come in, so he hummed like no one else was there.

Through a door, Wang Jinzhi couldn't hear it very clearly, but felt that although the tune was soft and melodious, it could be raised high and lightly from time to time, which was really pleasant to listen to.

He had never heard Cheng Yixuan hum a song before, so he couldn't help being a little crazy for a while.

Immediately thinking that the young man had been beaten so badly, but he suddenly had the mood to hum a song. No matter how he thought about it, he felt rather weird, and couldn't help feeling a little worried. He couldn't care less about the entanglement, and pushed open the door and walked in.

Completely different from the gloomy scene he had imagined before, Cheng Yixuan's room turned out to be bright and beautiful.

The young man seemed to hang the curtains high on purpose, and a carved wooden window opened wide, welcoming the fragrant flowers of the garden and the scorching summer into the room.

Cheng Yixuan leaned against the head of the bed, and when he turned his head to look at Wang Jin, his peach blossom eyes suddenly curved brightly.

"Wang Guanshi, Xuan'er's song, is it good?"

he asked sweetly.

Wang Jinzhi has never seen Cheng Yixuan like this before. Although he can't even get out of bed now, his face doesn't have the slightest look of sadness before. He even showed an unprecedented relaxed expression, and even his good-looking eyebrows stretched comfortably. Come.

Cheng Yixuan saw that Wang Jinzhi stood still and didn't answer, but there was no displeasure on his face, but he looked out of the window cheerfully, as if saying to himself: "It's been a long time since I sang, it must be bad. The folk songs of Jingzhou People in Jinling don't like to listen to it very much, they think the tune is too high, and the words are too rustic and shallow... It's just that Xuan'er really wants to sing today."

"Is Mr. Cheng homesick?" Wang Jinzhi finally asked.

"En." Cheng Yixuan looked at Wang Jinzhi, he seemed to be thinking about the beautiful mountains and rivers of his hometown, with a pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly, he murmured: "Xuan'er misses home."

"I want to go home, go back to Jingzhou..."

He was talking ecstatically, his fair face was illuminated by the dazzling sunlight, and every fine hair was clearly visible. Halfway through the speech, he raised his voice softly and hummed: "July [-], The lotus blooms, the stars sit on the moon, my brother falls into the boat..."

He was humming, his eyes were full of yearning looking out the window, as if he saw the Taiyue Lake in the west of the Wangfu, and he seemed to see the charming Jingzhou all the way: "The lotus is blooming... Wang Guanshi, in the Wangfu The lotus has bloomed for quite a while now. I don’t know if I can still see the pond full of lotus when I can go to the ground..."

Wang Jinzhi looked at Cheng Yixuan, dressed in plain white clothes, he was really astonishingly beautiful today.

"Master Cheng..." Wang Jinzhi's voice trembled a little. For some reason, he suddenly felt unprecedented panic. His throat was dry and he wanted to say something, but his voice stopped abruptly.

"Steward Wang—"

At this moment, Nanyu's voice came from outside the house: "My lord is waiting for you at Hanwenzhai, and said he has something to discuss with you."

"I see." Wang Jinzhi's heart shuddered, and he managed to calm down his chaotic thoughts, and replied in a deep voice.

"Guard Wang, go quickly, don't tell the prince to wait."

Cheng Yixuan turned his head and smiled slightly. He paused here, then lowered his voice very softly, almost whispering: "Actually, I am really happy to see you today. Anyway, Xuan'er You...you understand."

In the bright sunshine, the handsome young man who was always submissive and timid in the past looked at Wang Jinzhi with moist narrow eyes—for a long time, deeply, his face was as charming and affectionate as a crabapple flower on a branch.

He seems to know that the flowering period is coming to an end, so he blooms all his brilliance at this moment, and wants to stay in Wang Jinzhi's eyes forever and ever.

Wang Jinzhi supported the door, his lips trembled, he opened and closed several times but failed to make any sound.

In the end, he could only turn around hastily, and quickly walked out of Cheng Yixuan's gaze as if fleeing.

……

Guan Junchen didn't lie to Yan Chunxi, after only three or four days of rubbing, Yan Chunxi could see that the bruises on his knees had gradually changed from purple to slightly blue, and the skin and flesh were no longer bulging so appallingly.

And although the pain was severe in the first two days, when I kneaded again, I no longer had the sharp pain of the needle piercing the flesh. Instead, I felt warm, numb and itchy when I was kneaded, which was quite sore and comfortable.

On the fifth day, Yan Chunxi was even able to slowly bend and stretch his legs back and forth on the bed, but what was a little strange was that he lay down for a day as usual, but except for Si Yue who came in to deliver food and soup, Guan Junchen didn't even notice until late at night. None came.

Yan Chunxi stared at the curtain on the top of the bed in a daze. For the past few days, Guan Junchen, apart from taking care of his knees every day, also came here to eat three meals in the morning, noon and evening, so although he didn't stay in Liufang Pavilion overnight, he could still enjoy it every day. See you several times.

Although Yan Chunxi is not very talkative, and his expression is always calm, he is used to Guan Junchen coming over and sitting by the bed for several days in a row, helping him slowly kneading his knees, while chatting with him tepidly a few words.

However today Guan Junchen didn't show up until late at night, he suddenly became a little restless and anxious.

Although he was disturbed in his heart, he was unwilling to ask Si Yue to ask such things anyway. After turning over on the bed a few times, he felt that his knees didn't seem to hurt so much, so he suddenly thought about it and put his hands up. The body sat up from the bed.

Yan Chunxi tremblingly put his toes on the ground, supported the side of the bed, and stood up slowly.

He hadn't gotten out of bed for several days, and his legs were sore and limp. Although he didn't feel much pain when he flexed and stretched his knees now, he still felt flustered when he stepped on the ground.

A few days ago when he was punished to kneel in front of the Hall of Zhengxin, he knelt behind and felt no sensation in his legs. At that time, Yan Chunxi really thought that his legs must be useless, and his heart was completely ashamed.Now he tentatively took two steps. Although his knees were slightly sore, he was still able to walk.

He was so happy for a moment that he forgot to hold on to the wall and walk slowly. His strides were a bit too long, and his knees suddenly hurt so badly.

Yan Chunxi's ass fell to the ground hard, but it really hurt, and his nose felt a little sore.

But at this moment, Guan Junchen, who was dressed in black, just opened the door and walked in, looking in astonishment at Yan Chunxi who was sitting on the ground looking up at him in astonishment.

"How did you come down by yourself?"

Guan Junchen immediately walked over quickly, wrapped his arms around, and hugged the young man on the ground. He looked a little annoyed: "You're tossing around before your knees heal. Why don't you call Si Yue if you have something to do?"

Yan Chunxi knew that the appearance of him falling on the ground was extremely embarrassing, so he turned his head even more awkwardly and did not look at Guan Junchen, but Guan Junchen had told him before that if he was a servant, he had to keep silent, so after thinking about it, he said reluctantly: "Bending and stretching my legs today, my knees don't hurt much anymore, I thought..."

"What do you think?" Guan Junchen had just sat on the bed with Yan Chunxi in his arms. Hearing what the young man said, he frowned and said, "You have been lying down for a few days, and your legs are still weak. Walking is no better than lying on the bed. If you are not careful, you will die." Stress on the knee, and when the injury is not healed, it will be knocked and twisted again, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?"

Hearing Guan Junchen reprimand him like this, Yan Chunxi felt more and more uncomfortable, and his butt was still hurting badly, so he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and replied: "What else can I think——since you didn't come to rub it today, I naturally thought that my knees were already hurt. It's all good, so I went to the ground."

Guan Junchen impatiently lifted the hem of Yan Chunxi's gown, held the boy's leg under the lamplight and carefully examined the injury on his knee, and he was relieved when he saw that there was nothing serious.

Hearing Yan Chunxi's words at this time, his chest couldn't help but choke. He was uneasy because of the political turmoil in Japan, but he still took time out every day to massage the knees for the young man, and even eat with Yan Chunxi. This also provoked Yan Chunxi's stinging words, which were really displeasing, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The affairs of the palace are complicated, and I am not a doctor, so I can only massage and knead for you all day long." something?"

Although his tone was not too harsh, Yan Chunxi immediately lowered his head after hearing this, and did not speak again.

Guan Junchen suddenly felt a headache, and the two of them get along with each other now, which really distressed him.

It was Yan Chunxi who wanted to be a servant. Although he didn't want to, he agreed, but this little guy said he was going to be a servant, but it became more and more difficult to deal with.

How can there be such a remarkable servant in this palace.

Guan Junchen was also helpless, he definitely couldn't beat him any more, he spoke with a downcast face, but his temper was even bigger than his, and he was left hanging in the air at every turn.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, but Guan Junchen had no choice but to succumb first: "I've been really busy these days, and even stayed in the Hanwenzhai at night, so I really can't get away today. It's too late now. I know you're bored in bed, rub it for two more days, and then I'll help you walk slowly, okay?"

Yan Chunxi didn't say yes or no, after being silent for a while, he suddenly asked: "Have you been staying in Hanwenzhai these few nights?"

"En." Guan Junchen was stunned for a moment, but his face immediately softened.

Although Yan Chunxi's words were endless, he was so perceptive that he immediately understood what the young man was secretly thinking in his heart.He couldn't help hugging Yan Chunxi's body a little tighter, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He didn't show much expression, for fear that Yan Chunxi would notice it, but he gently rubbed the young man's knee as in the past, and said in a low voice: "It's in Hanwenzhai, I slept alone, and I didn't go to any courtyard." .”

Yan Chunxi glanced at him with a pair of round eyes, only gave a low "um", and then put his eyes on his legs again.

Guan Junchen felt that he was really a little sick, and Yan Chunxi's just one look, a "hmm", and that vaguely awkward concern made him feel numb in his heart.

He also liked Yan Chunxi in the past, but in the end, he controlled the relationship between the two of them as he wished. He could give and take whatever he wanted for the joy and love.

But after the two of them fought like this once, the situation changed a bit.

He finally saw how tough the boy's temper was behind his sweet and soft appearance in the past.

To be tough, he was afraid of Yan Chunxi.

Therefore, if Yan Chunxi is willing to have a good relationship with him, of course he would like it, but if he wants to be a servant, he really has nothing to do.

Guan Junchen felt that his mood was unprecedented, and he also vaguely felt a little scary.

He was born as a prince, and what he is most familiar with is the code of ethics that governs the superiority and inferiority of the monarch and his ministers, father and son. The ministers hand over their lives to the emperor, and the servants hand over power to the superior. This is the code of ethics he knows.

Gangchang is like the heaven, earth, sun and moon, and it is the rule followed by all things.

All of this is a theorem that has grown up with him since he was a child, and it has always been deeply ingrained in his mind.

However, this theorem failed when it came to Yan Chunxi. This young man's status was obviously much lower than his, but he suddenly occupied the high ground of the contest between the two.

Of course he was unwilling to be in such a position. Thinking about it, he felt quite unhappy, but when he looked up at Yan Chunxi, he suddenly found that the boy's round eyes were also looking at him, but as soon as he found out, he immediately turned abruptly. Open the head, no longer look over.

All of a sudden, only Yan Chunxi was left in Guan Junchen's mind, and he didn't want to think about the things he couldn't figure out, but asked softly, "Is it not hurting much after rubbing so much today?"

"Ah."

Yan Chunxi is still just such a word.

"..."

Guan Junchen was speechless for a moment, and suddenly felt that he was worthy of being a prince, and he was really no different from a massage master.

After rubbing Yan Chunxi's legs, Guan Junchen was also tired, but for some reason today he was rather reluctant. He looked at Yan Chunxi's eyes looking out of the window with some fascination, and suddenly said: "Xi'er, the night is cool, I Carry you out to see the moon take a breath?"

Yan Chunxi was taken aback for a moment, he was also thinking at the moment, not knowing what the bright moon outside the window looked like today, when Guan Junchen said this, he was a little flustered, so he just nodded slightly.

When he was hugged, the cold fragrance wafting from Guan Junchen's chest was still familiar to Yan Chunxi. He couldn't help but greedily took a deep breath, letting the cold fragrance slowly spread out in his nasal cavity , This smell made him feel sore suddenly.

Guan Junchen held Yan Chunxi's leg with one hand and the boy's waist with the other. He just carried Yan Chunxi in his arms and walked to the stone pavilion in the courtyard and sat down.

A bright full moon hangs high in the sky, and the soft moonlight shines on Guan Junchen's face. He does not look like he has entered his thirties at all, and his pair of always deep phoenix eyes look very beautiful under the moon Bright.

"I haven't hugged you like this for a long time." Guan Junchen whispered to Yan Chunxi.

It's been a long time.

Yan Chunxi didn't respond, he turned his head away and looked at the full moon.

They used to have fun together on Guan Junchen's big pear wood bed, amidst the flickering candles, Guan Junchen was a towering tree, and he was a soft vine, entangled tightly with all his affection. This honorable Prince Ning.

The lingering love made him foolish enough to think that moment was forever.

"The moon is so big and bright tonight..."

Yan Chunxi looked at the night sky and murmured.

Guan Junchen smiled slightly when he heard this, and hugged the young man's thin body even tighter, but he didn't notice the growing sadness in Yan Chunxi's eyes.

How touching that person is when he is gentle, but the deep voice that calls him "Xi'er" will also call him "thing" and "object" without hesitation.

He never told Guan Junchen that in fact, he has been sleeping lightly these days.

After lying on the bed and closing his eyes, he dreamed that Guan Junchen opened his legs, roughly inserted into his body, and then smiled and told him slowly, "You are just a dog".

He woke up from the same nightmare over and over again, trembling with horror and dripping with cold sweat.

Perhaps those who have not been hurt will not hesitate to give.

He wishfully thought that his heart was safe with Guan Junchen.

But he was wrong, he was humble in the eyes of that person, so even his heart would be despised, even if he was thrown into the soil and stomped on a few times, it would not be a pity.

People are born with flesh and bones, and their purpose is nothing more than to cover this heart.

It would take a hundred days to hurt his muscles and bones, and the wounds on his body had gradually healed, but the blood from his heart was dripping endlessly.

After a long time, occasionally I also felt an unpleasant smell coming from my body, like the smell of blood draining out and the wound gradually rotting.

But even if he was already in such pain, that person still felt that as long as he could be coaxed and hugged, he would be happy to offer this disgraced heart again.

Guan Junchen didn't understand, he couldn't move anymore, he was tired.

Such a beautiful moonlight, I don't know how many times I can watch it again.

He is still young, with eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons, he should have been able to go a long way.

But now, he can only stay in Prince Ning's mansion, and be an immortal servant, kneeling lowly forever, until he grows in the soil in that posture and slowly dies.

The moonlight was so bright that he could no longer see where his way out was.