Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

The New Year's Eve is getting closer day by day, and the New Year's Eve is always closed for one month, and this year is no exception.

There are lanterns and festoons everywhere in Chang'an City. Even the chilling city walls are hung with conspicuous red lanterns. Ordinary people's homes are pasted with blessing couplets in front of every door, praying for prosperity in the coming year. .

Tan Menglin's mansion was quickly repaired by the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the plaque above the main hall was also removed. According to Emperor Zhou Ying's intention, it was burned together with other discarded objects. On it was written "Guizhi Lanyi" "The four characters were written by Emperor Zhou Ying himself the year before last.

Emperor Zhou Ying once said at that time: Orchids are virtuous and noble, and they are known as gentlemen.Tan Aiqing deserves these four words.

Tan Menglin's death did not leave any traces in this great imperial capital.

His parents died early, he had no brothers, no wife, and he left alone, just like when he came here, leaving this piece of Dazhou mountains and rivers in the snow.

Guan Junchen heard that Tan Menglin's mansion raised a cat with yellow flowers on a white background, called the embroidered tiger, so he asked someone to bring it back and raise it.

It was freezing cold, he didn't want this little living thing to die together.

Other than that, he never said anything else about Tan Menglin's death, just like everyone else in Da Zhou, he ignored all this happening.

Prince Ning's Mansion is surprisingly peaceful these days.

Emperor Zhou Ying ordered many rare tonics, and Guan Junchen thanked him obediently, and took them diligently every day. Unexpectedly, it seemed to be really effective, and his illness eased day by day. He suffers from a dry cough, and when he speaks, he always seems to be out of breath.The imperial doctor only said that this is because the fire has been burning in the lungs for a long time, and if it takes a little longer, it may be better.

Guan Junchen listened with a smile, but didn't take it too seriously.

……

Guan Junchen got better gradually, Emperor Zhou Ying got the letter, and sent another decree, ordering him to wait for his body to recover completely, and then set about interrogating King Pingnan.

After all, the big treason case is now being presided over by him, and this decree is not unexpected.

It's just that who can not understand now, although Guan Junchen is called the Taibao, he is ranked among the three princes, what a majestic style.

But in the case of Pingnan Wang Guan Chengkun, he was just another accomplice of Wuyixiang, and although he was at the forefront, he could not win the emperor's trust at the same time. In fact, he was better than any Wuyixiang. Not as good as a commander.

There were even some discussions in Chang'an City, fabricating rumors that Guan Junchen betrayed his younger brother for the emperor's favor.Some of them speak clearly, and they also strive for bizarre and surly effects, describing in detail how Guan Junchen tortured King Pingnan in Fengge, Wuyi Lane, and how poor King Pingnan fell into the hands of his brother, but was pulled out alive Tongue blinds eyes.

These rumors made both Wang Jinzhi and Bai Suhan quite annoyed, but Guan Junchen took it very lightly. He played the embroidered tiger in his arms nonchalantly, and said: "Let's pass it on, what's the matter?"

Bai Suhan was a little anxious, stepped forward and said: "The rumour-mongers are really hateful, they made you into a cruel and ruthless traitor, how can one bear it. Your lord, why don't you order these lunatics to be arrested and dealt with?" Yes, so you can get rid of the problem of tongue."

"It's not necessarily a rumor."

Guan Junchen pinched the kitten's whiskers, he had never raised any such small animals before, but now he loves this little embroidered tiger very much.

The embroidered tiger is also interesting. Tan Menglin is lonely and cold, but he never thought that the cat raised by such a man would be very delicate, clingy, always purring and acting like a baby.

While playing with the cat, Guan Junchen continued calmly: "When I recover, I will naturally share the emperor's worries and preside over Guan Chengkun's case. If the emperor wants me to use torture, I have no choice. Thinking about it this way, I don't think these people are purely spreading rumors. So my heart is relaxed. Don't take it too seriously, go down—"

After Bai Suhan and Wang Jinzhi retreated, Guan Junchen put the kitten in his arms on the ground, supported his forehead with a tired expression, and then returned to the inner room.

These days, no matter what he does, he feels tired.

Maybe it's because he's getting older, or maybe it's something else. As time goes by, he gradually becomes less real.

……

Suyun Pavilion in the northwest corner of Chang'an Prince Ning's Mansion, the small courtyard that doesn't look very spacious from the outside is very clean.

The remote gravel path in the backyard was cleared, and on the right side of the path, there were two fat snowmen made of snow.

These two snowmen were built with great care. One is taller and the other is a little smaller. One is next to the other, very close.

Among them, the petite one is holding a half-eaten candied haws. The bright red hawthorns are very conspicuous in the hands of the white snowman, making people think that this pile of snowmen must be very naughty.

However, the inside of this small Suyun Pavilion is not as desolate and deserted as it looks outside.

There were three or four charcoal basins in the room, and because they were burning very warmly, the small carved window next to the bed was opened a little in winter, and at this time, the light of snow came in a little bit, covering the edge of the window. A branch of red plum in the garden is very delicate.

The silk curtains beside the bed in the room are half down, covering the soft bed with light and dark alternately, and the finely embroidered brocade quilt is even more charming.

The brocade quilt suddenly moved, and immediately after, a young man was seen suddenly getting out of it.

His jet-black and soft black hair was scattered all over his naked body, making his complexion white as snow and radiant, and his peach eyes were moist, full of contentment and laziness.

"Brother Jin, Xuan'er is tired, can you rest for a while?"

He spoke softly, blinked his eyes, and lifted the quilt halfway up, revealing Wang Jinzhi's face.

"Don't mess around, if you catch a cold, you will suffer."

Wang Jinzhi sighed, pulled the brocade quilt up, and covered the young man's smooth and slender shoulders.

His face, which was always serious and rigid in the past, was slightly relaxed at this time, but perhaps because of the sudden light, his eyes became thoughtful again.

"You are always afraid that I will be cold, no, there are so many charcoal basins you sent in the house, it won't freeze me."

Cheng Yixuan said, stroking Wang Jinzhi's brow lovingly with his fingers: "You have been worrying too much recently, and you are always sighing. It's almost the Chinese New Year, can't you relax for a while?"

Wang Jinzhi didn't want to make him worry, but before he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but sighed again: "I have wronged you, Xuan'er, I have been..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy's soft lips blocked his next words.

"Brother Jin, you said this again... I am not wronged."

Cheng Yixuan turned his head to the side, lay on Wang Jinzhi's chest, and murmured: "You know, I was used to serving people before, I like... I like to hold you in my mouth, I don't need anything else, just be with you like this We are all satisfied together.”

Wang Jinzhi embraced the boy in his arms, feeling distressed in his heart.

He has been thinking about Guan Junchen's situation for the past few days. Although Guan Junchen didn't mention anything about Tan Menglin's death later, the originally proud and noble prince turned gray overnight, which made him feel painful even looking at it.

He and Guan Junchen have known each other for 20 years, even though they are master and servant, they can be regarded as a true friendship.The calmer Guan Junchen was, the more worried he became, and felt uncomfortable no matter how long he stayed.

He felt that he shouldn't be staying with Cheng Yixuan at this time, but it was too difficult to think wildly by himself, so he finally came to Suyun Pavilion.

Cheng Yixuan was gentle and slender, although he sensed that Wang Jinzhi was depressed, but he didn't ask if Wang Jinzhi didn't say anything.Wang Jinzhi couldn't bring much interest to really linger with him, so he crawled under the bed like a well-behaved kitten and served Wang Jinzhi dexterously with his lips and tongue.

"Brother Jin, are you leaving today too?"

Cheng Yixuan liked Wang Jinzhi's arms around him, raised his head slightly, and looked over expectantly.

He is meek and timid, never complains or asks for anything, although he hopes that Wang Jinzhi will stay, but he carefully asks the opposite, for fear of embarrassing Wang Jinzhi.

"Well," Wang Jinzhi replied in a low voice, he hugged Cheng Yixuan, and gently kissed the young man's lips, which were soft, with a little bit of his own secret taste, "Be careful. In the courtyard The snowman...you might as well push it down later, if you leave it there, it will always catch your eye, so don’t let some people look at it.”

"Actually... I don't have many people here at ordinary times, and I think no one pays attention to it." Cheng Yixuan bit his lower lip with his white teeth. He was obviously reluctant to push down the snowman they built together the night before, but immediately Realizing that this is inappropriate, he quickly nodded and replied, "But brother Jinzhi is right, I will push the snowman later."

Wang Jinzhi looked at Cheng Yixuan, at this time, he felt more and more clumsy, he didn't know what else to say except "I've wronged you".

In this palace, Cheng Yixuan has no one but him.

Because of the previous incident, when he lost the favor of the prince, he was naturally worshiped and trampled down by his subordinates. After he came to Chang'an, he was placed alone in the remote Suyun Pavilion. It's because there aren't even many charcoal basins in Suyun Pavilion.

As the end of the new year was approaching, everyone else was bustling, and Wang Jinzhi knew that Cheng Yixuan missed him.

He also thought of Cheng Yixuan, endured it for a long time, and saw Cheng Yixuan wrapped in a cotton robe in the cold wind on the small road in front of Suyun Pavilion several times, looking around for the way, finally gritted his teeth, turned his head and didn't go in .

That young man was so pitiful, he looked like he was watching alone, how reluctant he was to wait for him after so many days.

When Wang Jinzhi thought of this, his heart finally softened.

He held up Cheng Yixuan's face, and said softly: "Xuan'er, you are right. Few people have the leisure to stare at this place after Chinese New Year. In this way, I will stay with you tonight and tomorrow morning Get up, let's push down the snowman together. Wait for a while, wait for the prince to recover... I will take you out of this palace, and next year we will pile up the snowman again, one by one, you and me, snuggling together , never to be separated again, okay?"

"Okay." Cheng Yixuan's eyes were full of attachment, he nodded obediently, then coquettishly leaned into Wang Jinzhi's ear, and said softly: "I will listen to you, good brother."

The interior of Suyun Pavilion was pure, but what Wang Jinzhi and Cheng Yixuan didn't know was that outside the pavilion, there was a slender figure standing in the dark, quietly looking at the two snowmen beside the path.

After a long, long time, the man stretched out his hand, gently stroked a layer of fine snow foam with his fingertips, looked at it thoughtfully, and then turned around and left along the clean path. I left Suyun Pavilion.

……

When Guan Junchen entered the room, Yan Chunxi happened to wake up.

The two of them ate the beef soup made in the small kitchen together at night, and the soup was indeed extremely delicious, so they became interested and drank some Dukang again.This wine is full-bodied and powerful, Yan Chunxi was exhausted after drinking two cups, fell asleep as soon as he returned to the room, and did not wake up until late at night

The boy's smooth black hair like a waterfall was scattered on his shoulders, and the way he rubbed his eyes half awake was so cute that Guan Junchen couldn't help but smile a little.

As soon as he sat next to Yan Chunxi on the couch, Yan Chunxi opened his arms and hugged him in a daze, muttering, "Brother Cheng, what time is it now?"

"It's already night." Guan Junchen reached out and pinched his nose: "Little pig."

Yan Chunxi struggled twice, seeing that Guan Junchen still didn't let go, so he glared at Guan Junchen complainingly.

Guan Junchen lowered his head and kissed his lips, which felt soft and had a lingering aroma of wine, which seemed to be a little drunk.

Yan Chunxi was aroused by the teasing, and couldn't help being intimate with Guan Junchen, while turning his back on the guest and slowly pressing Guan Junchen's slender body under him.

Yan Chunxi leaned over and took off the purple gold crown on Guan Junchen's head, then lifted Guan Junchen's chin and looked at it carefully: "Brother Cheng, you are so beautiful, I have never found such a handsome face like you in the whole week." .”

"Really?" Guan Junchen squinted his eyes and asked back.

At first, Yan Chunxi's face was still a little pretentious, but when he looked at Guan Junchen like this, a cloud of admiration gradually appeared in his eyes, and he gently traced Guan Junchen with his fingertips. silhouette, whispered: "Yes."

"Brother Cheng," the young man lay down, licked Guan Junchen's lips with the tip of his tongue like a kitten, and slowly stretched his hand down, trying to untie the belt around Guan Junchen's waist. He opened the mouth and said, "It's been a long time since you have been so intimate with me..."

When he said this, a thin red cloud floated on his face, and his voice became slightly softer, but he quickly came to Guan Junchen's ear, and whispered: "We, we won't get out of bed tonight, okay?"

Guan Junchen's Adam's apple moved, and the turbulent emotions quickly slipped through his noble phoenix eyes, but then he suppressed it forcefully.

"Xi'er..." He spoke in a hoarse voice, but before he finished speaking, the young man lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Yan Chunxi has always been very active in the bed, even when he was a male favourite, he was already quite bold, but after he and Guan Junchen got in touch with each other, there was no more quarrel between the two.It's just that when I came to Chang'an later, the current situation became more and more worrying day by day, and I no longer had such a passionate and good time in Jinling.

What's more, Yan Chunxi was burned at the waist, and it was not until these few days that he could act safely. Tonight he drank wine and spent a while with Guan Junchen, and finally he couldn't help it.

The drooping eyelashes on Yan Chunxi's fair face were distinct, and they looked even more moist with a touch of desire, and the tip of his nose was flushed.

When the tide of emotion hits, even people are fragrant, like soft drunkenness rising from the bones.

Guan Junchen stretched out his hand, his posture was a little stiff, he vaguely seemed to want to refuse in the first moment, but in the next moment he hugged Yan Chunxi tightly in his arms.

They fell together under the brocade quilt, Yan Chunxi half straddled Guan Junchen like a small animal, and tore at Guan Junchen's skirt indiscriminately.

The look in Guan Junchen's eyes was also a little confused, he hastily greeted the eager desire of the young man in his arms, a little bit intoxicated, and a little bit hesitant, until Yan Chunxi's fingers penetrated into the hem of his silk shirt and walked around his crotch caress inward—

"Hee'er!"

Guan Junchen's face suddenly turned cold, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he pushed Yan Chunxi away from his arms.

The young man's body was still warm because of the emotion, but he was pushed so suddenly, and his back hit the bedpost hard. He raised his head and looked at Guan Junchen somewhat confused and injured.

"I'm not interested."

Guan Junchen couldn't bear to look at him, turned his head as if trying to hide something, pulled up the brocade quilt to cover the young man's half-naked body, and said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep first."

When he said this, he wanted to get up and go out, but Yan Chunxi suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Brother Cheng," Yan Chunxi's face turned pale, he raised his head to look at him, his lips pursed, finally took a deep breath, and said softly, "You, you...there is no response."

Guan Junchen's face sank like water, he was sitting on the bed with his whole skirt in his clothes, but he just refused to speak.

Yan Chunxi took a deep breath, and leaned over as if wanting to hug Guan Junchen, but Guan Junchen pushed him away a little too roughly.

Ever since the two of them got back together, Guan Junchen had never treated him like this.

Yan Chunxi looked at Guan Junchen timidly, and whispered, "Brother Cheng, you..."

In the middle of his speech, he didn't know how to ask the question for a moment, his lips trembled a little: "You already knew this was the case, didn't you?"

"How?"

There was a layer of frost on Guan Junchen's brows, although he asked rhetorically, he immediately replied coldly: "Can't the yang decline?"

Yan Chunxi's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, he stood up abruptly, shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to stop Guan Junchen from continuing.

But Guan Junchen looked at him, his eyes were neither sad nor happy like an ancient well, and said calmly: "Yes, Xi'er, about the bed... I think I'm afraid I can't do it."

Yan Chunxi vaguely seemed to hear a mournful cry from his chest, but in fact he couldn't make any sound, only tears flowed silently from his eyes.

"On the day I went to Fengge to pick you up from the palace, it was snowing heavily. I was walking step by step on the road, and I happened to bump into Wen Jiannan, the head of the palace. A thought, I always looked down on eunuchs before, thinking that these rootless things can't be called men. Wen Jiannan and Xia Baimei, I have never really taken them seriously in my life, but when the time comes, I Suddenly, I came to a realization. In fact, I, and the civil and military men of the Great Zhou Manchu Dynasty, we people—whether we are civil servants, talented scholars, or hereditary princes, these are all things on the surface, but in reality, we people and eunuchs There really is no difference."

"I am already a rootless person. On the day Tan Menglin committed suicide in Wuyi Lane, my illness became more and more serious. When I was lying on the bed, I suddenly felt that my lower body was so cold that I couldn't get warm. Although I was alive, But it seems that nothing can be controlled, and I have known it since then."

Guan Junchen stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Yan Chunxi's fingers.

In his long and narrow phoenix eyes, there are traces of tenderness and love mixed together, but it makes people feel particularly painful: "Xi'er, I am old. I may not be able to give you what you want anymore , you are still so young and beautiful, I really don't want to ask you to follow me again."

"Brother Cheng, are you determined to ask me to go?"

Yan Chunxi raised his head and asked.

The young man's eyes were red at the moment, his eyelashes trembled as he spoke with sobs, and a few crystal clear teardrops hung on his pale face like pear petals.

Although his crying appearance was quite weak at this moment, there was determination in those round eyes.

Guan Junchen opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say "yes" for a while.

"I don't understand the government's conspiracy, but I understand all the suffering in your heart."

Yan Chunxi stared at Guan Junchen's haggard face in a daze, and stroked Guan Junchen's gray hair overnight.

"I was able to come out of Fengge that day, not because I was able to resist, but because Brother Cheng wronged himself for me. The emperor held my life, and Brother Cheng had to obey. Master Tan's death and remonstrance, although not It was Brother Cheng's fault, but he still made you seriously ill. After the new year, the big treason case and the pain of strangling your brother with his own hands, all of them were cutting your flesh and letting blood on you. Why, you can’t kneel down again and again. Today’s yang energy is exhausted, tomorrow’s heart is exhausted—if you continue like this, you will be forced to death by the emperor.”

He mentioned the word "righteousness" in his mouth, but he didn't mention the loyalty connected with it at all. The expression in his clear eyes gradually became firm, and he continued word by word: "The person I love should be the champion of the world. Brother Cheng , you have been telling me to leave Chang'an. I always thought of staying together and never being separated, but my little love and love made you like a trapped dragon. Since I have become your bondage, I should not stay by your side anymore .”

When Guan Junchen heard the last sentence, he stood up abruptly.

His chest heaved rapidly, telling Yan Chunxi to go was what he had always wanted, but now that the young man brought it up, he suddenly became afraid.

"You, are you really willing to leave...?" His voice trembled slightly, and for a moment he couldn't distinguish the answer he wanted: "Xi'er, although I said it would be better to send you out of the city than to stay in Chang'an, but even so, the whole world Could it be Wang Tu, there are so many experts around Zhou Yingdi, if he is really determined to find you, I, I may not be able to protect you."

"I have made up my mind."

Yan Chunxi lifted up his thin shirt and gently knelt down in front of Guan Junchen.

Guan Junchen's face turned pale. Since the two reconciled, the boy has never knelt like this again.

This was originally an act of distinction between superiority and inferiority, but his voice was extremely decisive at this time, and he held Guan Junchen's palm tightly, with a look of sternness and tenderness mixed together.

When Guan Junchen heard "I've made up my mind", my heart was suddenly empty, and I couldn't stand still for a while, so I also knelt down on the ground: "Xi'er..."

His eyes were loose, and he murmured: "Are you really going? Are you leaving me too?"

At the end of this sentence, it already contained the sound of sobbing and pleading.

Guan Junchen had a tough temper all his life, if it was normal, he would never have such a repetitive and pretentious attitude.

All the previous worries and dignity were completely forgotten at this moment, and he even became unconscious for a moment, forgetting that he was the one who asked Yan Chunxi to leave, and felt alone and miserable in his heart.He even thought in his heart that if Yan Chunxi told him to kowtow and beg for mercy and stay, he would be willing.

Yan Chunxi held Guan Junchen's pale cheeks, his eyes were full of pity and love, and he said softly, "Brother Cheng, I don't want you to compromise. Whatever you want, just let it go. If you don't want brother Yan Qiang, then don't do it." This Laoshizi Taibao presides over the trial, so what if he refuses to obey the edict—if the emperor kills you, even if I am thousands of miles away, I will definitely go to hell with you!"

Guan Junchen looked at the young boy in front of him, although he was not yet twenty, he spoke every word with a sonorous voice, even when he talked about death, he didn't change his face, he actually had the domineering arrogance.

He should have been proud, but he felt that his chest was getting more and more painful, as if it was about to be torn apart.

The more pain he felt, the more he felt that Yan Chunxi's face was blurred.

When he tried to open his eyes to take a closer look, he realized that he had already shed tears, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Hee'er..."

Guan Junchen grabbed Yan Chunxi's clothes and called out mournfully.

He was old, old and feeble, fatuous, and hopeless.

There was no more pride and ambition in his heart, only a sentence that was begging for mercy, and before he could say it, he swallowed it back in pain: Don't leave, and don't die.

This was the first time Yan Chunxi saw Guan Junchen weeping, such an arrogant and stern prince who was paralyzed on the ground and weeping, the embarrassment and sorrow in it, he would rather be pierced by ten thousand arrows, than bear to witness it again.

Parting is really too painful, and I can't even say a word.

He stood up, before he even had time to put on his clothes, he hurriedly grabbed the fox fur on the chair beside him, and stared at Guan Junchen with tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint the person in front of him firmly in his heart with this look.

"Brother Cheng, my heart follows you in heaven and earth, and we will stay together forever. The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty can't separate us. I'll wait for you—"

When the door of the house was opened wide, the snowy light from Chang'an also shone fiercely, shaking the inner room like daylight for a moment.

Yan Chunxi turned around and strode away, his voice drifting in the north wind with his back.

"Do not--"

Behind him, there was a cry like a beast dying.