Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

The Double Ninth Festival seems to have arrived in the blink of an eye, and the huge Jinling City has been quietly decorated with lights several days ago.

The festive season in autumn is always a joy, and it is natural for people to celebrate when they finally have a good harvest after months of hard work.

These few days also happened to be the windy autumn, and the harvest in Guan Junchen's fief was quite good this year. Although the situation in Chang'an was treacherous, most of the people in Prince Ning's mansion were at a loss, so naturally they were still happy.

Guan Junchen had long rejected the invitation from the government. Wang Jinzhi originally thought that he would stay in the palace for the holiday, but he did not expect that Guan Junchen suddenly told him the day before that he would go to Jinling City with Yan Chunxi for the festival tomorrow night.

"My gentlemen in the mansion...?" Wang Jinzhi looked at the relatively inconspicuous clothes Guan Junchen was picking out with Yan Chunxi, leaned forward, and asked tentatively: "A few days ago, Shuanglin asked me about you." , it's the Double Ninth Festival, won't you come back at night?"

Yan Chunxi's face was originally full of interest, but when Wang Jinzhi mentioned the sons of other courts, although he didn't speak, his body froze suddenly, and he looked at Guan Junchen with a pair of almond eyes.

Guan Junchen suddenly coughed in embarrassment, and narrowed his eyes slightly in displeasure. In the past, Wang Jinzhi had always been able to read his mind quite well, but this time the question was too ignorant.

Yan Chunxi's identity was originally a hurdle between the two of them, and now the young man is so stubborn that he doesn't want to be the son of Heyuan anymore. Guan Junchen touched it.

Strictly speaking, it seems that the relationship between the two is not the same as it used to be.

Guan Junchen was indeed holding back badly. If he went to find someone else, although it seemed that it would not be that unreasonable, but judging from the current situation, he really couldn't think of it.

Guan Junchen deliberately did not look at Yan Chunxi, and asked with a straight face, "Shuanglin?"

He wasn't pretending, he really couldn't remember who it was for a while, but then he remembered that it was the blue-eyed boy from a foreign land sent by King Pingnan. He shook his head and said unhappily: "I think Do I have to ask the people from Heyuan to approve where to go? Yan Chunxi and I went to the city to spend the Double Ninth Festival, and we came back late at night. I will not go to other people's place tonight, so I will go back to Liufang Pavilion and tell them to live their own lives. Do you understand?"

Although Guan Junchen's face was very ugly, Wang Jinzhi was not at all frustrated by annoying him.He bowed and saluted, and even responded with a smile on his face: "I understand."

Guan Junchen was not willing to lose his temper on this day, so he snorted and continued: "Today is the holiday, if the servants in the mansion have nothing to do, you can send them out to let them celebrate the holiday, you can handle these trivial matters yourself. If it's nothing serious, don't bother me."

"Yes."

Wang Jinzhi responded, and quickly withdrew.

Seeing Wang Jinzhi leave the room, Guan Junchen finally took off the airs he had put on.

He lowered his head and said flatteringly to Yan Chunxi: "Xi'er, what do you want to eat at night? It's the golden autumn season, when the crabs are at their fattest, and the crabs in Zuixianlou in Jinling City are the most delicious. In Zuixianlou's century-old store, there is a well-known sweet autumn wine in the cellar, why don't we try it?"

Yan Chunxi glanced at Guan Junchen, then lowered his head, and said "OK" softly.

Seeing that he wasn't entangled with Wang Jinzhi's question, Guan Junchen felt relieved.

Sweet autumn wine is rare and expensive, and not many people have drunk it, so Yan Chunxi is naturally not familiar with it.But Guan Junchen knew that this wine was quite sweet at first taste, although it was mild and not harmful to the body, after a few cups it became quite warm.

What frost forest, what crane garden, he is busy tonight.

As soon as he thought of this, a sly and smug smile involuntarily flashed across Guan Junchen's eyes.

In the evening of the Double Ninth Festival, Prince Ning quietly left the mansion. Except for Wang Jinzhi, Bai Suhan and other close people, the rest of the mansion didn't know about it.

Guan Junchen and Yan Chunxi, each with a white horse, walked towards the center of Jinling City together in the thick twilight.

It's not that Yan Chunxi doesn't know how to ride a horse, it's just that he has been wandering for the past two years. After entering the palace, he became the son of Heyuan, and he hasn't been out of the palace very much. It's really awkward for him to get on a horse for the first time.

Guan Junchen is naturally different from him. He has fought in the battlefield for several years, and he is even more familiar with the art of riding a horse. However, seeing Yan Chunxi's somewhat nervous appearance, he also had a bad idea, and even deliberately whipped Yan Chunxi's horse on the buttocks.

The horse swooped forward immediately, and Yan Chunxi was so startled that he almost fell down. He quickly grabbed the reins, and turned his head to look at Guan Junchen angrily: "You, don't scare me——"

Guan Junchen saw that the young man's face turned pale with shock, so he couldn't help laughing heartily. He raised the rein with his left hand, and he had already leaped out of the horse, the corners of his clothes fluttering wantonly in the hunting wind.

Looking at Guan Junchen's back, Yan Chunxi couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Guan Junchen naturally did not wear the cumbersome Prince's uniform today. He was dressed in a simple and unrestrained black shirt. His long black hair was tied up with a moon-white silk ribbon instead of a jade crown. Although it was not as elegant as usual, it still seemed The usual gloom faded away.

Maybe Guan Junchen himself didn't know it, he hadn't laughed so heartily for a long, long time.

His hair was gathered up, revealing the tall beauties, and when his slender eyebrows were raised vigorously, he looked like a high-spirited young man in his twenties, I don't know how good-looking he is.

Even Yan Chunxi, who was a little flustered, was bewildered at that moment. Although he remembered to hold the rein tightly so as not to fall off the horse, his face turned slightly red.

Under the fast horse, Jinling City will arrive in no time.

The setting sun is about to end, and under the thick night that is gradually dyeing the sky, the lights of Jinling City are just lit up, and the fragrance of golden osmanthus permeates the streets of Qingshi. Even the soldiers guarding the city have changed their serious faces from the past. Even waved.

As soon as they entered the city, it was a scene of heavy traffic. Guan Junchen and Yan Chunxi turned over and got off the horse, but they were caught in the crowd of people rubbing shoulders and could only walk slowly forward with the crowd.

In the past, this kind of crowding might make people feel irritable, but today, people coming and going are all smiling, and the lights reflect on their faces. There was an unspeakable throbbing feeling.

On both sides of the street, there are small vendors selling everything. There are sugar figurines made from syrup, cakes, silk and bamboo troupe playing and singing, and jugglers. Yan Chunxi's eyes widened involuntarily for that grand sight. , watching all this dizzyingly.

Among the crowds, there are often naughty children holding lanterns made for them by their parents and running wildly through the crowd.

Suddenly Yan Chunxi felt a bump on his waist, and when he looked down, it was a little girl with big eyes holding a flower basket. She raised her head, smiled sweetly, and asked, "Little brother, you are so beautiful——buy me?" A string of garlands, all made from the flowers I picked today, only ten copper coins!"

It was the first time Yan Chunxi was called "Little Brother", and his face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Before he could speak, Guan Junchen who was at the side had already put an ingot of silver in the little girl's flower basket.

"Just this bunch of red ones. You don't need to look for silver." Guan Junchen bent down, gently patted the little girl's head, and then picked out a bunch of bright red wreaths from the flower basket.

The little flower seller stared at the ingot of silver, stunned for a moment, then raised her head, said with bright eyes: "Thank you little brother, thank you big brother." among the crowd.

Yan Chunxi turned his head and saw Guan Junchen looking at him, those dark, cold and phoenix eyes in the past were shining with an unprecedented gentle light under the street lights.

Guan Junchen put the garland around his neck, and then whispered softly in his ear: "Little brother, you are so pretty."

Yan Chunxi's heart was pounding, he and Guan Junchen were crowded in the crowd, so close.

Unable to control himself, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Guan Junchen's palm. Guan Junchen smiled slightly and clenched his backhand tightly. They walked forward slowly.

The crowd was bustling and eager to fight, but no one noticed that there was a prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty holding hands with him in this market.

"I want a lantern—"

Yan Chunxi whispered in Guan Junchen's ear.

"Okay, let's pick as we go, pick the most beautiful one, the biggest one."

"I still want to eat wontons and candied haws—"

"Okay, eat them all, eat everything."

"I still--"

Before Yan Chunxi finished speaking, Guan Junchen turned his head and kissed him quietly.

He stopped talking all of a sudden, but suddenly wanted to get into Guan Junchen's arms.

He couldn't remember when he was so happy, his eyes were sore from being so happy, he could only slightly tighten his lips to hold back the urge to cry.

On this night, he couldn't help falling in love with the city of Jinling, the hustle and bustle of the Double Ninth Festival, and the most ordinary yet extraordinary streets and alleys in this week.

He loves this world very much, and loves every step of the world with Guan Junchen.

How beautiful it is to live in this moment.

……

When Guan Junchen and Yan Chunxi arrived at the private room on the second floor of Zuixian Tower, Prince Ning's mansion seemed very quiet.

According to Guan Junchen's previous instructions, Wang Jinzhi released all the servants in the mansion who could be dismissed for the festival, and distributed a few liang of silver to all of them. Among them was Nanyu who was serving in Cheng Yixuan's courtyard.

Nanyu was not very old, and she was still a child at heart, so she was happy to go to the city to watch the lanterns after taking the money, and asked Cheng Yixuan for instructions first, thinking that she would stay in the city overnight and not go back home.

Cheng Yixuan naturally agreed immediately, he is not a tempered person, so there is nothing suspicious about him.

After nightfall, the entire palace was quite peaceful, but Cheng Yixuan had long been guarding the back door of the Heyuan compound, and when it was Haishi, there must have been cuckoo calls outside the door, two long and one short, directly repeated three times .

Cheng Yixuan leaned against the door, and when he heard the last sound, he immediately opened the courtyard door.

As soon as the person standing outside stepped into the yard, he couldn't wait to throw himself into the familiar embrace, muttering, "Brother Jin...you are finally here, Xuan'er misses you so much."

There was a gentle smile on Wang Jinzhi's usually serious face, he hugged the young man with one hand, and supported Cheng Yixuan's face with the other.

Under the bright moonlight, the boy's peach blossom eyes were full of affection, and the shimmering water seemed to overflow from his eyes, looking at Wang Jinzhi infatuatedly.

Cheng Yixuan obviously tidied it up meticulously, his soft hair was still wet from the shower, and his whole body was filled with the fresh aroma of saponins.

The moon-white brocade robe was rather thin, but it outlined a slender figure.

Under Wang Jinyi's embrace, he felt that the boy's body seemed to be ignited by some kind of hidden flame. It was hot and soft, and a pair of legs had quietly wrapped around his waist, rubbing against him impatiently.

He knew that Cheng Yixuan's emotions were very fast, but why didn't he do so.

How difficult it is to have sex in the well-regulated Prince Ning's mansion, since that day when Cheng Yixuan fell into the water, the two never had the chance to get close again.

If it weren't for the secret love with Cheng Yixuan, he would never have known that there is such a torture in this world.

At the beginning, he would occasionally feel guilty about his affairs with Cheng Yixuan, and even felt a little uncomfortable when facing Guan Junchen, but as time went by, that guilt was quickly wiped away by his desire and affection for Cheng Yixuan.

Although the beloved is in this palace, close at hand, yet far away in the sky.

Except for the meeting of a few eyes, he can no longer touch or get close to him. No matter how calm he is, he is still extremely anxious after suffering day and night. He really didn't know how long he could hold back.

Wang Jinzhi couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Cheng Yixuan's lips deeply, and strode into the room while kissing.

"Xuan'er..."

With a low voice, he couldn't help licking and biting Cheng Yixuan's slender neck and sensitive collarbone fiercely. He was so excited at this moment that he couldn't control himself. The force of his teeth was a bit too strong, and Cheng Yixuan was bitten until he cried out in pain. Sound, still can't give up.

Although Cheng Yixuan was in tears from the pain, his legs were still tightly wrapped around Wang Jinzhi's waist.

He gasped for breath and murmured softly to beg for mercy, but couldn't help but raised his head and put his body more thoroughly into Wang Jinzhi's hands.

He was so eager that even he couldn't help but blushed a little bit, but how could he control it? If he hadn't met the destined person, he would never know, the one that he avoided and was most afraid of. Stuff is so wonderful.

The two of them got into the plain brocade quilt and tore off the curtain.

Between the flickering candles, two figures lingered wantonly.

Although it was a cold and dewy autumn night at this time, the lover's room was always as warm and charming as spring.