Your Majesty doesn't know

Chapter 36 The Gentle Tide

Thinking of something, Sheng Ling waved his hand, and a thin light curtain appeared in front of his eyes, with a blurry picture reflected on it. The light curtain shook slightly like water waves a few times, and gradually calmed down, and the picture also faded away. become clear.

There is a grove of Davidia involucrata in the picture, which is the downstairs of Zhaixing Building.

"Haha, you lost! Get down!" the boy in white laughed.

Another teenager with the same appearance as him glanced at him and seemed a little unhappy, but he still lay on the ground with his four limbs expressionless.An eight or nine-year-old child quickly climbed onto the boy's back and patted his butt excitedly. If he hadn't been unable to make a sound, the little child would have shouted loudly: "Drive!"

Sheng Ling shook his head helplessly, thinking that they must be suffocated on weekdays, and play crazy when he is not around, and they are still children...

"Ashe." Sheng Ling said.

"Huh, I seem to have heard the voice of the Holy Master?" Asher rubbed his ears and muttered, "I must be too nervous and have auditory hallucinations."

Sheng Ling was stunned for a moment, then called again, "Ashe!"

Ashe froze immediately, turned around after a while, looked at the light curtain that appeared out of nowhere in front of him, hurriedly bowed respectfully, and then smiled and said: "Holy Master, what do you want?"

Ah She, who was lying on the ground, and Lan Yin, who was riding on Ah She's back, also froze. Both faces turned around slowly at the same time, and their expressions were a bit indescribable.Seeing the master's face, Lan Yin was so frightened that she fell to the ground and gave a big salute, but Ah She, who has always been serious, almost buried her face in the soil.

Sheng Ling frowned, wondering if he was that scary?He shouldn't be too strict with everyone on weekdays.

Forget it, it's still important to get down to business right now.

"Ashe," Sheng Ling ordered, "I will temporarily release the restriction. You go to the Sutra Pavilion and find a book for me."

Asher stood upright, respectfully said: "Yes, Holy Master!"

"When I'm away, remember to take turns to patrol as usual. You can play with Lan Yin, but you have to urge him to review what you have learned in the past every day. Also, you must always pay attention to the situation with the Queen Mother..." Sheng Ling still couldn't help explaining, paused, and said, "Is the Queen Mother in good condition these days?"

"Returning to the Holy Lord, we have been paying attention to the situation of the Queen Mother during this period of time. During the two days when the Holy Lord and His Majesty just left the palace, the Queen Mother ate and drank well, and there was no difference at all. She became extremely irritable, and several maids in the Hidden Cloud Palace were slapped for a trivial matter. It is said that the Queen Mother has not slept well these days, and she often reads His Majesty's name in her sleep. Today, she ran to the Hidden Rainbow Palace alone and stood there , shed tears several times..."

Sheng Ling frowned and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Going back to the Holy Master, I don't know. You know, the Queen Mother...has some problems here, and some abnormalities are not taken to heart." Ashe pointed to his head.

"However, I think it's strange that the Empress Dowager is really sick. She kept calling His Majesty's baby name at night, which sounded very sad, but when she woke up, she seemed to be fine. She didn't say a word about Your Majesty, but became very irritable, or Lose your temper, or stare blankly at a wooden hairpin that His Majesty gave her when she was young."

Ashe wiped his arm a little uncomfortably, and said with a strange expression: "I heard from Wuhuan that this morning, the Queen Mother looked at the poinciana tree in the Cangxing Pavilion and shed tears, but the eyes looked not only sad... but also I can't tell what's going on, anyway, it's weird."

Sheng Ling was silent for a while, before he said: "I see, keep watching, and tell me if there is anything unusual. Now go find a book for me..."

After telling Asher what book he was looking for and where it was roughly located, Sheng Ling waved his sleeve, the light curtain gradually faded, and the room returned to silence.

At this time, the store brought several buckets of hot water, and Sheng Ling planned to take a bath first.He Zichen had sweated too much before, even his back was soaked.

The distance from Shili Guipo to this town is not close, and it took several hours to walk all the way. Originally, Sheng Ling could take He Zichen to Yujian, but for some reason, he chose to walk, and he did not use spiritual power to relieve the pain around him. tired.

Perhaps, he wanted to know how He Zichen dragged his exhausted body out of the Sun Forest.

Clothes fall to the ground, people are like jade.

Sheng Ling entered the wooden barrel, and the wooden barrel blocked his sight and covered most of the scenery, leaving only his back half covered by his silver hair exposed.

Sheng Ling's complexion is very white, it looks like snow at first glance, but it is different from He Zichen's pale complexion that has not seen the light all year round. Sheng Ling is born with a white complexion. It has been engraved into the blood lineage from generation to generation, and the clan members are much whiter than others.

The sound of water was as ethereal as a mountain stream; the silver hair was half-wet, like a pile of residual snow; water droplets rolled down from the back, and the two butterfly bones fluttered slightly with Sheng Ling's movements, as if they were about to fly...

He Zichen's breathing was slightly rapid, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to think, what to think, and what to think.

At this moment, what he sees is not what he sees, what he hears is not what he hears, the light and shadow in front of his eyes and the sound in his ears are all transformed into another appearance by his crazy and restless heart, in a strange, distorted and pervasive way. The weird and happy way spread into his brain, and spread into every inch of his body.

What you see is not what you see, what you hear is not what you hear.

He was dazzled, tinnitus, dizzy, confused, and the whole world was turned upside down.Flowers bloom on the clouds, birds sing at the bottom of the water, the moon suddenly cracks and shatters into countless stars.

No one turned around from the water, his face was like Xia Fei; no white clothes were like clouds, covering him with beauty; he couldn't see the beauty, couldn't hear the fairy voice clearly...nothing was said, nothing happened Do it, the whole person is suspended in a dream... everything is real, only him is fake...

He Zichen left Sheng Ling's lips, motionless, in a daze.

Sheng Ling stayed motionless with him, and he was in a daze; Sheng Ling straightened his clothes, and he continued to be in a daze; Sheng Ling coughed, but he was still in a daze; Sheng Ling waved his hand in front of his eyes, but he was still in a daze...

Finally, when Sheng Ling blushed slightly and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips, He Zichen raised his hand to stop Sheng Ling from retreating, and deepened the kiss in a daze, his mind finally came to his senses belatedly. .

After the kiss was over, He Zichen leaned on the head of the bed with a shocked expression on his face, he couldn't figure out how to develop to this point, it was incredible, two people who were so good, how could they just kiss each other?

He couldn't help but put his hand on his lips, thinking in confusion: Who took the initiative?

From the beginning to the end, He Zichen seemed to be in a dream, and he couldn't remember anything clearly. Now that he managed to come back to his senses, and thought about it carefully, he vaguely remembered that it seemed that he had initiated it?It seems that Sheng Ling came over to talk to him, and then he...

He Zichen looked at Sheng Ling, and couldn't believe it for a moment. He had really thought about Sheng Ling for a long time, but he had always been ruthless.

He seems to act recklessly and doesn't care about anything, but he has always carefully maintained the relationship between the two as "good brothers who grew up together". Every intimacy has not crossed the line, and every intimacy has its own measure .

Maybe it's because the habit of looking far away has lasted for a long time, but now even though he realizes that Sheng Ling doesn't seem to be ruthless to him, he still dares not take another step.

Now, Lin Zhi took this step in a dazed and dazed state in a moment of cowardice, He Zichen was a little relieved and slightly regretful in addition to being shocked.

At any rate, it was the first kiss between the two of them. It started so simply and rudely, and ended in a muddle-headed way. It was neither solemn nor ritual at all.

"Sheng Ling..." He Zichen tried to call out, but his hoarse voice made goose bumps all over his body.

Sheng Ling looked at him with eyes like clear water, the eyes sparkling softly.

He Zichen's heart trembled, causing ripples for no reason.

In the past, he only said that Sheng Ling was obviously a very indifferent person, but he had a pair of cold and affectionate eyes, which made people dare not get close, but couldn't bear to stay away.But now I suddenly felt blessed to my heart, and I understood something from it, and my heart suddenly became clear.

He Zichen originally planned to take this opportunity to express his feelings and tell Sheng Ling that he had actually liked him for a long time.When the words came to his lips, they turned a corner and became——

"Sheng Ling, have you been secretly in love with me for a long time?"

Sheng Ling was startled, and remained silent for a moment, and he didn't care whether the word "secretly promised" was appropriate. He looked at He Zichen and nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

It's really true! !

He Zichen felt ecstasy in his heart. He tried his best to hold it on his face, but he still couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising. He leaned comfortably on the head of the bed and asked lazily, "When did it start?"

Sheng Ling thought for a while, but shook his head and said, "I don't remember clearly."

"How can you not remember clearly?!" He Zichen sat up straight suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said dissatisfiedly, "You can forget such an important thing, and it seems that you don't like me very much, hmph... I just remember very clear!"

Sheng Ling glanced at him in surprise, and for a moment he couldn't believe whether the phrase "I remember it very clearly" meant what he understood, and he explained: "It's not..., but... It's been too long. .”

He Zichen understood such a vague sentence.

It's not that I don't like it enough, but I like it for so long that I can't remember it clearly.

He Zichen was overjoyed, a little proud, and a little sad.

He is not an idiot, after saying this, many things in the past have been figured out.

From no matter how wantonly he played around, Sheng Ling would no longer resist, and would not even be displeased, to when he made a mistake, Sheng Ling took the blame alone, to when he was in danger, Sheng Ling was desperate come to the rescue...

He used to think that it was Sheng Ling's nature, and he praised He Ziyang that although Sheng Ling was becoming more and more boring, he was quite a gentleman, or there was a little friendship between the two who had known each other for many years, but he never thought of anything more.

It's not that he was too careless to notice the affection, but that Sheng Ling has always been like this, he looks indifferent to everyone, but in fact he is very kind to everyone, never makes a sound, always has a calm face, this No one can see that he is the one who is treated differently.

If he can think of it like this, it would be too shameless.

It wasn't until he passed away once, during the period of rebirth, that He Zichen vaguely noticed that something was wrong.Sheng Ling's silver hair, the three years of searching and guarding, the "Chen Chen" when he "answered all questions", and the almost obedient attitude towards him now...

It turned out that before he had such ulterior motives for Sheng Ling, Sheng Ling was already deeply in love with him.

In comparison, his liking seemed too shallow, it was just liking.

Thinking of this, He Zichen's hot body dissipated, and his heart was calm but slightly throbbing. He leaned forward, hugged Sheng Ling lightly, and said in his heart: I must love him more in the future.

……

After taking a bath and eating, the two of them lay side by side on the bed. Because He Zichen had slept for a long time before, he couldn't sleep at all at this time, and he was very energetic, looking for something to say.

"Sheng Ling."

"Ah."

"Sheng Ling."

"Ok?"

"Sheng Ling, why do you like me? I used to be such... such an idiot." After calling twice, He Zichen said shyly, "I started to think that it's not surprising that you like me, but after thinking about it Think, I don't really seem to have anything to like about me, I'm such a jerk, I'm so bad..."

"..."

Sheng Ling didn't answer, He Zichen suspected that he had fallen asleep, turned his head to look, but happened to meet the eyes of the other party looking over.

"Hey! Sheng Ling, I'm asking you!" He Zichen turned over, put his elbows on the bed, looked down at Sheng Ling very seriously, and asked, "What's so good about me? Or...do you think of me too?" Not good?"

Sheng Ling thought about it seriously, and replied sincerely: "You are fine with everything."

He Zichen's heart itch because of these words, Xin Dao Sheng Ling usually looks taciturn, but he didn't expect to be so terrible when he talked about love.Tsk, he just loves this set!

He Zichen couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Sheng Ling's brow, and said softly, "Don't be perfunctory, I'm asking you seriously, to be honest, be good."

"……I'm telling the truth."

Sheng Ling sighed softly, lowered his eyelids to cover all his emotions, and could only hear him say in a very calm tone: "I used to be angry too, and sometimes I thought you were a jerk and hateful... But you can be alone There are thousands of wrongs, all kinds of bad, if he dies, you can only remember him in your heart..."

He Zichen was stunned.

"I've lost you for three years, enough to make me forget all your bad things..." Sheng Ling raised his eyes to look at him, the emotions in his eyes were so intense that they couldn't melt away, forming a thin layer of water mist on the clear pupils, " You're fine, very fine, as long as you're here, everything will be fine."

He Zichen had a sore nose, and suddenly felt a strong urge in his heart. He bent down and kissed Sheng Ling's forehead, eyelids, nose tip, cheeks, and corners of his mouth indiscriminately.

The lips moved down gradually, and the movements became more violent, as if desperately wanting to vent some emotion, the hands tore at the clothes of the person under him indiscriminately, eagerly stroking around, and finally touched his bare chest and lower abdomen, It gnawed ferociously like a beast between Shengling's neck.

Sheng Ling was taken aback by his actions, and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that He Zichen seemed to be moving violently, but the force that fell on his neck was extremely gentle.

It was one light kiss after another, like a banana leaf being wet in spring.

Not a hint of sexiness at all.

Sheng Ling hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, gently hugged He Zichen, and patted his back lightly.

He Zichen paused, and pressed the weight of his whole body down unreservedly. He buried his face in Sheng Lingbo's neck, and his warm breath hit his skin.

Sheng Ling froze.

He Zichen just lay on Sheng Ling's body, motionless, just when Sheng Ling thought he was falling asleep, he suddenly felt a drop of warmth on his neck.

"Sheng Ling."

He Zichen reached out and hugged him tightly, and called out in a nasal voice.

"Well, I'm here."

"Sheng Ling, Sheng Ling, Sheng Ling..." He Zichen rubbed against the side of his face, repeating his name over and over again.

He Zichen only felt that there was a lake of water in his heart, and when Sheng Ling waved him casually, there was a gentle tide.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He could only call this person's name over and over again, as if he could express as much emotion as he called.

Holy Ling.

Holy Ling.

Holy Ling.