Chapter 13 Moonlight May Be Frost on the Ground
Washed and washed by the torrential rain, Gu Jingyuan's body is like duckweed, at the mercy of others.
He struggles sometimes.
But this kind of vague resistance can actually arouse the desire to conquer deep in the man's heart, and become the hottest aphrodisiac, bringing both of them to the best state.
Long Yanzhao likes to tease him at this time.
Today, he was drunk and a little delirious, so he couldn't help but let loose, and Long Yanzhao's words became extremely filthy.
Gu Jingyuan's remaining rationality couldn't help blushing when he heard those swear words.
But the body endured all of this very honestly, and even took the initiative to cater... His
cheeks were glowing with spring, the red marks on Gu Jingyuan's browbones were extremely coquettish, and his eyes were already wet and muddy.
At the end, he simply turned his head away.
With tears in her eyes, she faintly felt that a big wave was about to hit, and Gu Jingyuan endured everything silently.
But at this moment, he felt a touch above his brow bone.
The moment the waves roared in, he heard Long Yanzhao's vague words: "Come ride a horse with me, Aqi."
... The
voice was vague and low, and the breath of the Ninth Five Lord was filled with the smell of alcohol.
But Gu Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes.
Bright yellow gauze covers the sky, and the red candle lanterns in the house illuminate everything warmly and ambiguously.
The person who restrained him earlier looked confused, but Gu Jingyuan had already withdrawn from the state just now, unable to pick up his interest no matter what.
The next day, Long Yanzhao got up early in the morning to deal with the memorial.
Although he is resting in the palace, for the Son of Heaven, Muxiu can only last for one day at most, and indulgence can only be indulged for a while, and the things that should be done still have to be done.
When Long Yanzhao was dealing with state affairs, Gu Jingyuan was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping in the inner room.
Today Gu Jingyuan looked very haggard, his fair face had lost all color, and he didn't care about getting up to help Long Yanzhao review the memorial.
He was extremely tired yesterday, his body was covered with marks, and he was injured in a certain place.
After waking up, Long Yanzhao was also very guilty and regretful.
From time to time, I ran over to see him, touched his face, and gave him water to drink.
Fortunately, Gu Jingyuan is young and can withstand that kind of toss. He slept intermittently until the evening, his complexion recovered a lot, and his spirit improved a lot.
Long Yanzhao wrapped him tightly with a brocade quilt and helped him up.
Gu Jingyuan's back injury made it difficult for him to sit upright, so Emperor Yuwen took the initiative to sit behind him and asked Gu Jingyuan to lean against him.
He personally fed Gu Jingyuan the soup.
"I specially asked someone to prepare the ginseng chicken soup. It has been boiled in a hanging stove for a day. Come and taste it."
There is no oil in the bowl of ginseng chicken soup in Long Yanzhao's hand, the soup is milky white and clear, and it looks very appetizing.
And the chicken that has been stewed soft and rotten is melted into the soup. It is full of fragrance and there is no need to worry about food accumulation. It is most suitable for Gu Jingyuan now.
With a steady hand, Long Yanzhao scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to the corner of Gu Jingyuan's mouth. Seeing that he drank it, he said with peace of mind: "Chicken soup nourishes the skin, nourishes qi and generates blood. Ah Yuan, please drink more."
Gu Jingyuan's eyelashes lightened Before the other party brought over the second ladle, he said: "Your Majesty, it is better for me to come by myself."
"I come." Long Yanzhao did not agree, but said: "I like this."
Gu Jingyuan said: "What happened last night , Your Majesty, don't blame yourself..."
When he said this, his eyelashes trembled slightly.
It's okay to do something as shameful as yesterday when it's just the two of us at night.
It would still be difficult for Gu Jingyuan to tell the truth.
Even so, he still insisted and said: "Chen... I am willing."
"I know." There was a smile in Long Yanzhao's voice.
When Gu Jingyuan blinked his wet eyes and looked up at him, the Ninth Five-Year Lord said unscrupulously: "Ah Yuan likes me to treat you like that the most."
Gu Jingyuan: "..."
"Okay, let's stop making trouble, and drink soup ." Let's go." Long Yanzhao said hastily again.
While feeding Gu Jingyuan soup, he said seriously, "It's just that I still hurt Ah Yuan. If there is a next time, Ah Yuan can push me away."
Gu Jingyuan smiled and said: "Okay."
Obviously he didn't take it to heart.
He has a light smile, a meandering and varied appearance, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of charm.
But he is still the obedient Gu Jingyuan, with a submissive look in his eyes and eyebrows, which makes people want to hold him in his arms and bully him severely.
Long Yanzhao sighed, and didn't mention it anymore, just finished feeding the bowl of ginseng chicken soup.
Putting down the soup bowl, the Nine-Five Lord kindly asked Eunuch Hong to bring a cup of tea, and he handed it to Gu Jingyuan himself, telling him to rinse his mouth.
He is very proficient in doing such things, not to mention being an emperor, even the children of officials in the capital, there are very few who can take care of others like this.
It can be seen that the experience of going abroad in his youth had a profound impact on the emperor...
Gu Jingyuan closed his eyes and did not know what he was thinking about. After rinsing his mouth, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, why don't we go ride a horse."
"... What did you say?"
Long Yanzhao was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately after, a little excitement appeared on his face.
Not obvious.
Even Long Yanzhao himself didn't realize it.
He has already asked: "Is what Ah Yuan said true?"
"It's true."
Gu Jingyuan said, his eyelashes twitched slightly, and said: "If your majesty really wants to... ride a horse, then go."
" Since Ah Yuan has said it, he cannot go back on his word." Long Yanzhao said, and then he put Gu Jingyuan on his back with a smile again.
He joked with a smile: "But Ah Yuan here... wants to ride a horse, Aiqing should take a rest for two days."
"..."
Gu Jingyuan realized this was the case.
What's more... There was still an injury there, so he asked to ride a horse...
Gu Jingyuan's plain face was immediately covered with red.
Seeing his appearance, Long Yanzhao couldn't help being overjoyed, and simply laughed out loud.
On the contrary, Eunuch Hong and the accompanying ladies and eunuchs standing beside him were not surprised that Gu Jingyuan would agree.
As a matter of fact, His Majesty had asked Mr. Gu to ride a horse before, but they were really surprised that Mr. Gu refused in the end.
...That is Mr. Gu who is obedient and obedient!
Besides, everyone knows that the one from Beirong likes to shoot and hunt on horseback, so His Majesty is fine with that.
Such a good chance to win the Sacred Heart...
But now it's fine.
Hearing the emperor's hearty laughter, some people couldn't help but start to think: It is said that Mr. Gu has skills, and today it seems that it is really the case. Isn't the emperor just amused by him?
However, some old people in the palace headed by Eunuch Hong thought: From this, it can be seen that Mr. Gu really treats the emperor sincerely. Your Majesty!
Even though everyone had different thoughts, Gu Jingyuan had already closed his eyes again and remained silent, but he was still embarrassed by what happened just now.
Later, Gu Jingyuan fell asleep again.
I had some messy dreams. In my dreams, there were lights coming on, and there were also snowy and cold winters.
Warm lights and icy snowflakes are intertwined all over the sky, like a cage that will never end, and there is endless cold and pain inside.
Gu Jingyuan lingered there for a long time.
But fortunately, when he woke up again, he only saw Long Yanzhao's straight back.
At this time, it was completely dark outside, I don't know how many days it was, Long Yanzhao seemed to be still reviewing the memorial.
The palace is no bigger than the bedroom in the palace, and the bed in the palace is not as big as the bed in the bedroom.
Gu Jingyuan "occupied" His Majesty's bed, so His Majesty could only sit on the edge of the bed and read the memorial.
Even so, Long Yanzhao still took it very seriously.
Or maybe even if he had a nightmare, Gu Jingyuan's sleeping appearance was still quiet and steady, and he didn't disturb the other party.
Gu Jingyuan turned over gently, stood up sideways, and turned his face to Long Yanzhao's back.
Emperor Yuwen had broad shoulders, a hip waist and a straight waist.
In addition to his tall stature, just sitting there is like a barrier, solid and reliable, capable of resisting all kinds of ghosts and monsters.
... For the people of the world, this will be a good king.
For Gu Jingyuan, this is enough.
The mind suddenly settled down, Gu Jingyuan was still wrapped in the quilt.
After a while, he took out an inconspicuous small wax pill from the dark sleeve of his inner jacket, squeezed out the pill inside and swallowed it, then closed his eyes again, and fell asleep soundly.
After recuperating for a day, Gu Jingyuan's back injury has almost healed. In the evening of the next day, he changed into a horse riding outfit and came to the hunting ground with Long Yanzhao.
Emperor Yuwen personally taught him how to ride a horse.
He had just been crowned the leader in the autumn hunt, and the emperor was still honored in the eyes of the court ladies, eunuchs, and guards. Hearing that his majesty was going to teach Mr. Gu how to ride a horse, those who were not on duty all ran over secretly, wanting to see his majesty.
Long Yanzhao also changed into a riding outfit, and he stepped onto the horse as light as a swallow, and first showed Gu Jingyuan a demonstration.
Riding a horse is not difficult, as long as you are courageous, don't panic, and master some skills of driving a horse, you can learn it quickly.
But in fact, Gu Jingyuan came sooner than everyone expected.
Maybe his movement of getting on the horse was not as blissful and light as Long Yanzhao, but his movement was graceful and smooth enough without any embarrassment.
Maybe his riding speed is not as fast as that of Long Yanzhao, but the horse does not know if it likes Gu Jingyuan very much, listens to him very much, and runs very steadily when carrying him.
Even Long Yanzhao who was standing beside him was surprised: "This horse of mine usually has a very bad temper. It has never been ridden by anyone other than me, but today it treats Ah Yuan so special."
Eunuch Hong was beside him, Repeatedly echoed: "Master Gu is gentle and calm, even His Majesty's BMW is a favorite."
Long Yanzhao said: "Maybe this horse is still a watcher, so I like good-looking ones like Ah Yuan."
Noticed Your Majesty even praised himself, and Eunuch Hong said along the way: "Haha, yes, Your Majesty is right."
When he spoke, Gu Jingyuan had already slipped around the field on his horse and was turning back.
He was wearing a white riding suit, the clean and neat style without any frills, which made him look slim and straight as a pine.
The already extremely narrow waist was tightly bound, and the shape seemed to be more beautiful and overhanging.
The distance is still a little far away, with the backlight, the face can't be seen clearly.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Gu Jingyuan's body was covered with red clouds, and his straight figure seemed to tear a crack in the fiery red sky.
The figure of him sitting astride his horse and slowly approaching from a distance doesn't look like a master of learning.
It's more like a dashing and heroic general.
Looking at Gu Jingyuan like this, Long Yanzhao couldn't help showing a gleam of appreciation in his eyes.
When the other party got closer, that extremely handsome face gradually came into view.
Only then did Long Yanzhao see clearly that for a brief moment, Gu Jingyuan was holding the rein with one hand.
With the other hand behind his back, Gu Jingyuan leaned forward, looking straight ahead.
There was no expression on his face, it could even be called a little cold.
On a white, beardless, smooth, clean, almost flawless face, the red mark on the brow bone is particularly eye-catching.
This kind of Gu Jingyuan is not quite the same as the low-browed and pleasing-eyed look in the past.
...Maybe that scar is too coquettish and eye-catching, which can easily shake people's minds.
Or maybe Gu Jingyuan's back is too straight, and his posture is too confident.
In short, even though he didn't show any superfluous expression on his calm face, Long Yanzhao could still see from that face...
the appearance of some youngsters who are arrogant and raging.
...
It seems that many years ago, Cheng Qi, who was still a young man, rode a horse with one hand holding the rein like this.
Twelve or thirteen-year-old boy has not been given a word yet.
At that time, Cheng Qi was not called Cheng Yinzhuo.
Long Yanzhao also didn't know that the other party was actually the prince of Beirong.
He only remembered that A Qi was showing himself how to ride a horse back then, and at the same time said freely and cheerfully that this posture was cooler and more handsome, so he should remember it and learn from it.
...
Thinking of this, Long Yanzhao's mind was shocked!
When riding a horse, put one hand behind your back and lean forward. That was the posture of the Beirong cavalry when they charged into battle, holding a halberd with one hand.
Later, it was learned by soldiers of various countries. For hundreds of years, this standard cavalry posture has been circulated in the army.
But... Gu Jingyuan shouldn't know.
Perhaps he can also learn from many historical classics.
But why did the young man's posture at that moment be so standard and so imposing?
The closer Gu Jingyuan got, the more violently Long Yanzhao's heart trembled.
It was as if a bell was beating on it, until Gu Jingyuan was completely close, and the hand that was behind his back had already grasped the rein again, and Long Yanzhao still hadn't regained consciousness for a long time.
My heart was swallowed by thousands of floods.
There was no smile on Long Yanzhao's face.
He commanded all around with a blank face: "Go down."
"Your Majesty?" The
emperor turned his face faster than he could turn a book, Eunuch Hong couldn't understand what happened, so he couldn't help asking.
It's just that Long Yanzhao stood there with a gloomy expression, and didn't intend to say another word.
He pointed directly at Gu Jingyuan who was on the horse, stared at him for a while without blinking, and said in a deep voice, "Yaoyang stay here."