Ning Xiuyun tied up the package containing strange clothes and threw it into the corner, and stroked his chest to calm himself down.
For a short time, he didn't want to see that dress anymore, and even doubted whether he could bear the shame and wear it.
Just pretend you didn't see it.
Ning Xiuyun calmed down, took out Da Qilu, who had been suffering for a long time, and tried to calm down his desires.
He was sitting in the carriage reading a book, and Jian Xun chatted with him while driving.
The two started from the current situation in the southwest, and then the topic turned to several small divided countries in the southeast.
"If one day I can conquer Southeast, that would be the best gift for His Highness." Jian Xun murmured in a low voice.
Ning Xiuyun groaned and said with a smile: "Then do you think I asked you to stay in Jiangcheng to recruit troops and build a garrison just to contribute to Jiangcheng's defense?"
Jian Xun was slightly stunned, "Then what His Highness means..."
Ning Xiuyun He stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Jian Xun's neck, feeling that the skin gradually tightened under his hand. He whispered in Jian Xun's ear, "Since I said I would come back to you, I didn't plan to stay in the capital for a long time."
Jian Xun frowned, not understanding what he meant: "But His Highness is the future crown prince, how can he leave the country and ignore the government affairs?"
"Oh?" Ning Xiuyun stared at the back of Jian Xun's head and followed Jian Xun's train of thought and said, "Then I stay in the capital and become the emperor, and you stay in Jiangcheng or Southwest and become the general? Is that what you want?"
"I...!" Jian Xun was suddenly speechless. Naturally, he didn't want the two of them to be separated. He ignored government affairs, how could Jian Xun dare to expect this.
In the past, his best imagination about the future of the two of them was that he could make one more contribution and then be transferred to the capital. Even if there was the obstacle of the palace, the two of them could see each other often as long as they were willing.
But Ning Xiuyun seemed to have a better way.
Ning Xiuyun let go of his hand and stretched out his hand to pull off the hair tie. His long hair, which was originally tied loosely, spread out. He opened the curtain comfortably and put his hands around Jian Xun's neck. The two of them were close to each other in an extremely intimate posture. together.
"I don't want to stay in the capital forever, and I don't want to be ignored by others."
If Ning Xiuyun is stuck in the palace wearing a mask all day, going to court and meeting ministers, then whoever wants the throne can take it, he was not going to suffer this injustice.
There were countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the capital, and Ning Xiuyun also didn't want Jian Xun to suffer criticism from the world because of his relationship with him.
In this case, the world is huge, so why bother to stay in the capital and be the king of a country?
"I have better arrangements." Ning Xiuyun and Jian Xun were cheek to cheek, rubbing each other lightly, and their loose long hair fell in front of Jian Xun like silk with the movement.
"When Xuan'er is in good health, he will always share my worries, not to mention that Pei Yan is here. Since I want to be the prime minister, I naturally have to take responsibility."
"As little as one year, as long as two years, If I can escape from the capital, how about I serve as a military advisor in your tent to offer you a drink?"
"Your Highness..." Jian Xun was shocked and called out unconsciously.
The meaning of Ning Xiuyun's words was that he would leave behind all his power and position and stay with Jian Xun for the rest of his life. There would no longer be any obstacles between them.
Ning Xiuyun snorted and pretended to be angry: "Don't want to? Do you think I don't know the art of war and can't compare to your future staff?"
"How is that possible?" Jian Xun said helplessly: "I'm happy."
"That's good." Ning Xiuyun smiled.
Ning Xiuyun's future arrangements for the two of them made Jian Xun very envious. He couldn't help but expand on this topic and talked a lot to His Royal Highness, including how to recruit troops in Jiangcheng, how to train the army, future plans, etc.
It wasn't until nightfall, when Ning Xiuyun tugged on the hem of his clothes sleepily and fell asleep leaning on the carriage, that Jian Xun gradually stopped talking.
Jian Xun simply held Ning Xiuyun in his arms, wrapped him tightly with the quilt in the car, and let the other person's center of gravity rest on him. After Ning Xiuyun fell asleep peacefully, he speeded up and drove on.
He did not plan to find a place to stop and rest, but traveled all the way through the stars and nights, taking the spacious official road, and with the crown prince's belt that Shen San gave him, he left the southern territory unimpeded. On the second day Arriving at Jiangcheng at noon.
When Ning Xiuyun woke up, he was already in Jiangcheng.
He was nestled in Jian Xun's arms, still not quite awake. When he looked up, he found that the carriage was parked in front of the Jian family's old house.
Ning Xiuyun reached out to Jian Xun in a daze. Any part of the other person's body that was not touching him was cold. He himself was wrapped tightly, and Jian Xun was probably blown away by the cold wind all night.
Ning Xiuyun trembled at the coldness and scolded: "I told you not to be anxious."
Jian Xun sighed: "I can't wait."
The sun was warm at noon, and Jian Xun tucked away the quilt on Ning Xiuyun's body. He got up and helped Ning Xiuyun out of the carriage.
A team of guards stayed behind at Jian's house. The two of them washed up and went to a restaurant to have dinner. Only then did Jian Xun tell Ning Xiuyun about today's arrangements.
"I want to take Your Highness to meet my uncle, this time as my partner." Jian Xun said to Ning Xiuyun with some anxiety.
Ning Xiuyun is a prince and a king, and Marquis Jingxuan is a marquis and a minister. Asking Ning Xiuyun to visit Marquis Jingxuan is actually a bit too much.
But Ning Xiuyun didn't care about status or so-called superiority. He said casually: "Okay, it should be."
Agreeing to Jian Xun's request, he returned to the carriage and took out a small box from the storage box. He frowned and said to Jian Xun, "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare a gift."
He opened the box and found a very familiar stack of banknotes inside. This box was of the same type as the one he gave to Pei Yan. They were both heavy. Qi was prepared in advance for Ning Xiuyun's emergency.
"Is this enough? Is it too insincere?" Ning Xiuyun felt a little distressed.
Fu Jing and Marquis Jingxuan are relatively close in terms of closeness. Marquis Jingxuan is equivalent to Jian Xun's father. Although Ning Xiuyun had sent various medicines earlier, now he went directly with the banknotes. Xuanhou doesn't think that Jian Xun is only worth a small amount of money in his heart, right?
When Ning Xiuyun raised his head, he saw that Jian Xun was a little depressed. Jian Xun said weakly: "That's enough...it doesn't matter if you don't prepare. My uncle won't care about such a trivial matter."
Very good, Your Highness. The boxes he took out were much more valuable than the betrothal gifts he had scraped together, and Jian Xun couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
Ning Xiuyun stretched out his hand to rub away his frown, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry. No matter what his reaction is, I won't be angry."
Ning Xiuyun thought that Jian Xun was doing this because of Marquis Jingxuan's reaction when he learned about their affairs.
Jian Xun nodded worriedly, and went to Jingxuan Hou Mansion with Ning Xiuyun somewhat absentmindedly.
I don't know if the medicinal materials left by Ning Xiuyun are useful. Marquis Jingxuan was also awake at noon today. When the two of them went there, the other party was playing chess in the courtyard and seemed to be in good spirits.
When Marquis Jingxuan raised his eyes, what he saw was Jian Xun leading a man through the door.
The young man was dressed in white, with a long body and black hair tied loosely. The hair scattered on the side of his cheeks made Zanli's face a little gentler. He looked like a perfect match when standing next to the handsome Jian Xun.
Seeing the hands of the two of them intertwined, Marquis Jingxuan realized something. He stood up to greet them with a smile on his face. He must have been the lover Jian Xun had told him.
"Uncle, good day." Jian Xun saluted Marquis Jingxuan.
Ning Xiuyun didn't hesitate, and gave a junior salute with a smile.
"Xun'er, why don't you introduce it to me?" Marquis Jingxuan teased with a smile.
Marquis Jingxuan was a little relieved. At least Jian Xun stayed true to his word and didn't change his mind and bring the prince to see him.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard Jian Xun say: "Uncle, this is the companion I told you about, Xiu Yun, who is also...the current prince Ning Yuan."
The second half of Jian Xun's words directly shocked Marquis Jingxuan to the spot, and the smile on his lips froze. His eyes fell on this strange young man, and his thoughts were a little difficult to turn around for a while.
What does it mean... is that former friend, the prince Ning Yuan?
He had met Ning Yuan, and from temperament to appearance, he was clearly not similar to the person in front of him.
Ning Xiuyun sighed: "It's a long story. Jian Xun and I have known each other for a long time. It's difficult to explain the reason clearly, but I must have known my thoughts."
He didn't even use the title of "lone". Showing his concession.
After hearing this explanation, Marquis Jingxuan was not too shocked, but felt like "that's it".
No wonder the prince's thoughts about Jian Xun were very clear, and he was even confident about getting Jian Xun. It turned out that the two of them had already made a private agreement for life, and they had to be your wife.
His lips pursed into a straight line, trying not to laugh outright.
He knew that the prince had other thoughts about Jian Xun, but he never imagined that the two of them had been in a relationship for a long time, and that the prince pretended to be a servant of Zui Feng Tower and deceived Jian Xun?
I'm afraid it wasn't because the prince used a false identity to investigate Jiangcheng that he and Jian Xun had an affair by accident.
"Your Highness is really... able to bend and stretch." Marquis Jingxuan gritted his teeth, and his words were not very polite.
Jian Xun frowned fiercely, stepped forward to block Ning Xiuyun behind him, and defended: "Uncle, everything happened because of me. I was the first to be tempted by His Highness."
Marquis Jingxuan became angry again, pretending that he didn't know that Jian Xun fall into it first? In the beginning, I gave up my family fortune for others, and then I went to the battlefield to fight tooth and nail for others.
With the prince's scheming and methods, Jian Xun would only take the bait obediently, get stuck in the mud, and finally be unable to let go.
The matter was a foregone conclusion. No matter how much he said, it was impossible for the two people in front of him to separate according to his wishes. So Jingxuan Hou said with a stern face: "Xun'er, please step aside for a moment. Your Highness and I have something to say."
Jian Xun pursed his lips and refused to retreat. Ning Xiuyun grabbed his sleeve and said comfortingly: "It's okay. Don't worry."
Marquis Jingxuan's eyes widened with anger. He couldn't believe it. Could it be that Jian Xun thought that he would treat the prince badly? Disadvantageous?
Jing Xuanhou's old father's love for his son was almost broken by Jian Xun.
Jian Xun was comforted by Ning Xiuyun and retreated outside the courtyard. Ning Xiuyun faced Marquis Jingxuan alone with a soft smile.
Marquis Jingxuan took a deep breath and asked: "I just want to know one thing. Is Your Highness sincere to Xun'er?"
"Of course, I am sincere." Ning Xiuyun said firmly: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, I have taken care of everything in the future." After everything has been arranged, Jian Xun will wait for me in Jiangcheng. In the meantime, I hope the Marquis will take more care of him."
Jian Xun was raised by Marquis Jingxuan, and Marquis Jingxuan would naturally take care of Jian Xun, but he sensed the deep meaning in the prince's words, and asked again: "What do you mean by your highness's words?"
"I promise to stay with him forever. If you really sit in a high position for a long time, how can you stay together?" Ning Xiuyun looked at the ailing man and consoled him: "Ning Hongchao is dead, and people cannot be resurrected after death, but if Ning Hongchao's grandson will be alive in the future, Don't you want to witness that day when you inherit the throne?"
Marquis Jingxuan was greatly shaken, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ning Hongchao still has blood in the world!? And you will pass the throne to him in the future?"
Ning Xiu Yun said: "Exactly."
He told the whole story because he had long discovered that after the Jiangcheng incident, Marquis Jingxuan's desire to survive was no longer so strong.
Marquis Jingxuan is Jian Xun's relative. Ning Xiuyun doesn't want him to die early and make Jian Xun sad. At least he will try to live a long life under limited conditions.
Jian Xun has grown up and no longer needs his protection, but the grandson of his once best friend may make Marquis Jingxuan want to fight against death again.
Marquis Jingxuan was indeed smart, and he guessed who Ning Xiuyun was talking about almost instantly, "Ning Chuqing is Ning Hongchao's posthumous son?"
"Yes."
Ning Xiuyun did not hide anything and admitted it generously.
Marquis Jingxuan looked at Ning Xiuyun in confusion, he really couldn't believe that the prince would give up the throne for Jian Xun.
Especially, the other party has a father who values the throne so much that he is willing to kill everyone.
"Master Hou, are you relieved?" Ning Xiuyun asked.
Marquis Jingxuan bowed to the prince in front of him and saluted, apologizing for his previous transgression, "I hope your highness will be kind to Jian Xun."
Ning Xiuyun's clenched hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly loosened, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, said: "I will."
The conversation between the two ended here. Marquis Jingxuan called Jian Xun in and told him to "protect the prince" as his rule.
Jian Xun nodded repeatedly on his face, but in fact he was confused. He didn't understand why Marquis Jingxuan's attitude changed so quickly. He secretly cast a questioning look at Ning Xiuyun.
Ning Xiuyun responded with a smile.
Marquis Jingxuan, who took this eyebrow-raising lawsuit seriously, said: "..."
That's all. He really didn't want to see a pair of affectionate lovers flirting in front of him, and then sent them off to where they should go after a few words.
The two left together and revisited their old place. They visited the old site of Zui Feng Tower. There was a teahouse next to it, and the storyteller was eloquently talking about the prince's punishment of the powerful people in Jiangcheng.
Then he rode his horse to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city. Jian Xun didn't come back for a long time. All the animals on Zhuangzi were gone, except for the group of pigeons he had raised, which were still full of energy and flying in the mountains.
However, there was a bumper rice harvest, and the two of them were left by Zhuangzi's steward to have a simple harvest feast.
Finally, he returned to Jiangcheng at nightfall and rode his horse back to the Jian family's old house. Jian Xun helped Ning Xiuyun dismount, then squatted down with his back to him, "Your Highness, come up."
That night, Jian Xun squatted in front of him like this, and the two of them took a look at the scenery of Jiangcheng at night.
He curled his lips and smiled softly, leaning forward to lie on Jian Xun's back. Jian Xun carefully carried him on his back, and the movements of his hands were very light, which was very different from the previous strength.
Ning Xiuyun leaned on Jian Xun's shoulder and praised, "I've made a lot of progress."
Jian Xun chuckled muffledly, "As long as His Highness is satisfied."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Xun pumped up his energy and jumped onto the high wall, flying over the eaves and walking along the wall. Stepping on the tiles of the roof, he galloped in a certain direction.
Ning Xiuyun struggled to distinguish under the moonlight, and finally confirmed that Jian Xun's final destination was the city gate tower.
The night wind whistled coldly in his ears. He rested his head on the side of Jian Xun's neck and felt the silent tranquility like never before.
Jian Xun stopped on the tiles stacked on the city gate, put Ning Xiuyun down, and looked towards the direction of the city.
The gate tower was too high, and Jian Xun was very careful with his movements. The soldiers guarding the city below did not notice them as always.
The night view of Jiangcheng was in full view at this moment, with thousands of lights and vast stars.
Jian Xun took Ning Xiuyun's hand and said nervously: "Your Highness, look over there."
He pointed his finger to the east of Jiangcheng. In the next moment, several fireworks shot up into the sky in the night, exploding into several patterns. The gorgeous colors reflected in Ning Xiuyun's eyes.
At that moment, under the fireworks, Jian Xun thrust the prepared betrothal gift into Ning Xiuyun's hand. In the sound of the wind, Jian Xun said softly: "Your Highness, I want to be with you forever, and we will be together forever." Ning Xiuyun
was Looking at these eyes, he could see Jian Xun's fiery emotions without going into details, as if they were going to melt him with every breath.
Ning Xiuyun has seen more beautiful night scenes and more magnificent fireworks than this, but at that time he was always alone, walking in a hurry and scribbling, never really stopping.
He had seen countless wonders in the world alone, but none of them could compare to the two of them side by side now.
The heartbeat seemed to be accelerating, and the sound of blood rushing was so clear. Ning Xiuyun took a breath, took out his ring from his cuff, "reach out."
Jian Xun had a premonition of something, and he stretched out his hand somewhat dullly.
Ning Xiuyun took out the two rings from the box and slowly put one on Jian Xun's ring finger, like some kind of sweet shackles.
He put the other one into Jian Xun's hand, stretched out his left hand and said, "Put it on for me."
Jian Xun swallowed nervously and did as he was told.
The two hands were folded, and the two gilt rings shone brightly.
Ning Xiuyun said with satisfaction: "Put this on, and you will be mine."
"Xiao Lang." Ning Xiuyun kissed Jian Xun's finger with the ring, and smiled softly: "I also accepted the betrothal gift. Let's get married when everything is settled."
Jian Xun held Ning Xiuyun's hand tightly and choked out: "Okay."
The fireworks behind him were still rising, and they hugged each other in the warm light, waiting for this grand brilliance. Dissipated in the sky, the two people on the city gate tower also lost their traces.
The bedroom of the Jian family's old house.
Two figures entered the room entangled, their hairbands were loosened, their belts slipped off, their shirts were taken off amidst the caressing, their lips touched each other, and the sound of sticky water never stopped.
The slender white hands pulled off Jian Xun's clothes and unconsciously grasped his strong back. After touching the scar, he moved lightly.
Jian Xun pinched Ning Xiuyun's chin to prevent him from having a chance to escape. With heavy breathing, his movements became more and more aggressive, gradually losing control, and his hands moved restlessly downward.
Ning Xiuyun was not used to such a rough kiss. Ning Xiuyun was a little unable to breathe, so she opened her mouth unconsciously, and all her sobs were swallowed by Jian Xun.
It wasn't until he couldn't bear to pat Jian Xun on the shoulder that the other party reluctantly let him go.
Ning Xiuyun lay on Jian Xun's shoulder and panted, his head felt a little dizzy. The tenderness he had shown during his illness could only be regarded as a small fuss. He had almost forgotten Jian Xun's uncontrolled demands at night when they first met.
Jian Xun was like a wild beast catching its prey. His lips slid down the side of his fair and slender neck. No part of his delicate collarbone or round shoulders was neglected.
Ning Xiuyun hummed unconsciously, Jian Xun paused and kissed him again.
The two of them retreated all the way to the bed. Ning Xiuyun avoided Jian Xun's kiss, panting heavily and biting Jian Xun's shoulder in shame.
The remaining sanity reminded him that there was one last gift he had not given to Jian Xun.
"...Take a shower first." Ning Xiuyun said in a hoarse voice.
Jian Xun subconsciously stood up, reluctantly, and muttered: "It doesn't matter..."
"Be good..." Ning Xiuyun held down the man in front of him who was ready to attack, and said weakly: "Let me take a bath..."
Jian Xun gasped several times, straightened up with an aggrieved look on his face, stepped away from Ning Xiuyun, and let him go to take a bath.
He wandered around the room with an anxious look on his face, and even performed a set of punches in the open space, and his desire seemed to be curbed.
Jian Xun was sweating all over. Before Ning Xiuyun came back, he went to the yard to wash himself with cold water, wiped himself clean carefully, and then returned to the bedroom.
When he came back, Ning Xiuyun was already there. The soft ringing of a silver bell came from the bedside. Jian Xun looked up and was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him.
Ning Xiuyun was wearing a thin undergarment with a ring of white fluff around her neck. The fabric flowed from both sides of the neck ring. Her fair skin was looming under the gauze, and her butterfly bones, thin waist, and long legs were clearly visible. The bracelet closes the cuffs, and the anklet has a bell, which makes a crisp sound when walking around.
Ning Xiuyun looked back at him and met Jian Xun's deep gaze. He wanted to ask if it was strange, but that seemed to make him feel timid in front of Jian Xun, so he simply pushed Jian Xun down on the bed and said, "Last time I told you, it's up to you."
The red candle tent was warm and the silver bells rang all night, and at dawn, Jian Xun reluctantly left.
"I don't want you to leave..." Jian Xun muttered unconsciously.
Ning Xiuyun was too tired to lift his hands and kissed Jian Xun's lips in a daze.
There will come a day when they will never say goodbye again.