[Yinyu] Spring water surrounds Biancheng.

Chapter 10

On the rickety carriage, Li Congjia was resting on Zhao Kuangyin with his eyes closed.

It's not that close from the imperial palace to Zhongshan, and it takes several hours to drive a carriage.Li Congjia went to bed late last night, and even woke up this morning in a daze, so cute.If it weren't for the fact that there are so many eyes and ears in the palace, Zhao Kuangyin really wanted to carry him into the carriage.

It wasn't until he left the palace and went on the official road that Li Congjia completely relaxed, and casually fell to the side, falling into Zhao Kuangyin's arms.

Zhao Kuangyin hugged him with one arm, and gently rubbed his head with the other hand. He didn't sleep all night last night, but he didn't feel sleepy at the moment. He was holding his sweetheart in his arms, and his eyes were full of tenderness and satisfaction. smile.

"Hmm..." Li Congjia sighed, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this...?" He asked with eyes blindfolded.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer?" Zhao Kuangyin said softly.

Li Congjia shook his head, broke away from his embrace, sat up straight, and said, "I'm not sleepy anymore."

Zhao Kuangyin raised his eyebrows, no longer sleepy...

He stretched out his hand to bring him in again, raised his chin with the other hand, and kissed him directly.

The young man's lips were soft and sweet, no matter how meticulously he sucked｜suck, he still felt it was not enough. Just as Zhao Kuangyin wanted to pry his teeth open for more, he felt a tingling pain on his lips.

"hiss!"

The culprit was sitting in the car upright, his eyes fixed on him.

"I don't even look at the place when I'm in heat, be more disciplined!"

Zhao Kuangyin made a bitter face, "Ancestor, is there anyone like you? I've been holding back all day, don't let me touch you yesterday, you ignored me all day!"

Li Congjia heard his lover's dissatisfied complaint, and he felt a little guilty. Yesterday he either enjoyed singing and dancing, or chatted with his friends. At night, although he fell asleep together, the room was full of servants sent by Li Jing to monitor their movements. Didn't even say a word.

He thought for a while, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I'll talk about it when I go back, I'll...replenish you when I go back." By the last few words, his voice was almost like a mosquito.

Zhao Kuangyin was waiting for his words, and quickly said, "Okay, you said this." Don't go back on your word later, Zhao Kuangyin silently completed this sentence in his heart.

Li Congjia smiled faintly, turned his head to look at him, and was afraid that he could not help but pounce on him later, so he changed the topic in time, and said seriously: "I saw Feng Yansi yesterday, and I have always wanted to say something to you. In the palace, there is no chance to say."

Zhao Kuangyin's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Feng Yansi wrote a poem to his father in his early years, 'Spring feast, sing a song with a glass of green wine. I would like to pay homage to Chen three wishes again: first, I wish my husband a thousand years; second, I wish my concubine a long life; See you later.'" Li Congjia read this poem very slowly, and when he finished, his face was even stained with a thin layer of red.He looked at Zhao Kuangyin with some anticipation in his eyes.

Zhao Kuangyin responded with hesitation, tried his best to organize his words, and reluctantly said: "Feng Yansi, and your father..."

He stopped in time, but the meaning was self-evident.

"What are you thinking?" Li Congjia's face was full of disbelief, feeling that his tenderness had been poured with cold water.

"Isn't it very common to tell things in the tone of a woman, and use the relationship between husband and wife as a metaphor for the relationship between a monarch and his ministers? Why are there so many dirty things in your mind!" He sat on the other side of the sedan chair, far away from Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin was one head and two elders. He really couldn't figure out what a courtier wanted to express by writing "one wish for the king to live a thousand years, and two wishes for the concubine to be healthy" in handwriting to the king. Long live the sage?

Seeing that his sweetheart was annoyed by him, Zhao Kuangyin didn't care about his innocence and grievances, so he rushed to Li Congjia's side shamelessly, tugged his arm lightly, and said: "Okay, okay, I have no taste, I am vulgar , I'm a rascal, I'm shameless. Fortunately, Congjia, you don't remember villains, so don't bother with me."

"you!"

Li Congjia was speechless by him, he felt that Zhao Kuangyin scolded him all he wanted to scold just now.

But he was a young man at heart, he always felt angry, turned his head away from looking at Zhao Kuangyin, but his brows and eyes gradually softened, not as angry as before.

Zhao Kuangyin hurriedly took advantage of the situation and hugged him. Seeing that there was no rejection, he felt relieved and said with a smile: "Come on, tell brother, what are the three wishes?"

One wish and two wishes, forgive him for his shallowness and ignorance, he is really incapable of accepting it.

But Li Congjia still pissed himself off and said, "I won't tell you!"

Zhao Kuangyin laughed softly, "You really don't want to say?"

"Don't say... um!"

Before he finished speaking, his lips were covered by a burst of hot air again. This kiss was much more brutal and fierce than before, and because he was talking just now, the tongue even rushed in without hindrance, attacking the city along the way. Chi Di swept over every place, forcing him to have no chance to refuse, and the corners of his eyes were red from being bullied.

Seeing his lover being kissed softly in his arms, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't bear to do it too much, so he loosened a little, but in the next moment, he sent his index finger in with the body fluid flowing from the joint of lips and tongue, Stirring slightly in the mouth.

"Baby, do you want to talk, huh?" Zhao Kuangyin panted roughly.

Li Congjia's face was flushed, he had no strength at all, and because he had a finger in his mouth, he couldn't speak clearly, so he could only say, "You... take your hand out first."

"Take it out? Where should I put it? If you don't put it here, you have to put it somewhere else." He lowered his voice hoarsely, and blew in his ear.

How could Li Congjia understand this man's yellow accent? He felt that he was going to collapse, and he kept cursing in his heart, wanting to say where you like to put it, anyway, take it out for me!

Fortunately, Zhao Kuangyin also knows the truth that too much is too late, and he really let go of him after simply getting over his addiction. Anyway, this person will have to replenish himself with profit after returning.

Zhao Kuangyin wiped off the water stains that still remained on his mouth, and straightened his clothes before saying solemnly, "I won't trouble you anymore. I really want to hear it. What are the three wishes?"

Li Congjia blushed, turned her head and said, "Three wishes..."

At this time, Zhao Kuangyin followed suit, "Three wishes—"

"The three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, who often meet each other every year."

The crimson and dreamy vows of the youth were fermented in this small carriage, fluttering and flickering, softening the hearts of a couple of lovers.