When Zhao Gao returned home, he noticed that there were several people hiding in the house before he entered the yard. The places were familiar places and the people were familiar people. Even the expressions they looked at when they saw him coming back were familiar. , the heart skipped a beat involuntarily. Lewen
Then his whole body became a little fluttery, and his eyes also showed a chaotic look. Before coming back, he finally convinced himself not to think too much about it, but at this time, he was caught off guard and broke the skill. As long as he faced Zhao Zheng, his calmness and calmness were all gone, and he even became unlike himself.
He closed his eyes in a panic. After calming down his emotions, he was able to maintain a little calmness. He opened his eyes again, nodded slightly to the warriors to reassure them, and then lifted his legs and walked inside again.
It happened to be the time for the evening meal, and the family was sitting happily under a shelf covered with ivy to have the evening meal. Zhao Gao came in and saw this scene: He was thinking about what he was saying to his mother just now, and his mother held his hand. He smiled very kindly, and his daughter also clapped her hands in joy.
Everyone was a little surprised to see him back. Looking at their respective reactions, all the strange things in Zhao Gao's heart just now were gone. But it wasn't because I was moved, but because I really couldn't laugh or cry.
"My son is back? The evening meal has just been prepared. Come and have some."
"came back?"
"Father is back? Ah Han, go get the dishes and chopsticks now!"
These three voices overlapped together, and they were in such tacit agreement that Zhao Gao was a little surprised.
The mother was sitting on the main seat, and it was clearly him who was watching, but she held Zhao Zheng's hand lovingly, without any intention of letting go. He vaguely remembered that in the past, his mother would not be able to sit still when he came back from a long trip. She would definitely come to greet him and ask him to ask questions. Now this treatment...
And the person she was pulling was sitting there motionless, listening to the lazy and somewhat proud tone, he simply didn't think of himself as an outsider.
Zhao Gao could still find some comfort in front of his daughter. Seeing that he was back, his daughter smiled sweetly, sat up, and trotted unsteadily to get him bowls and chopsticks.
After bowing to his mother, he lifted up his clothes and sat down. Zhao Gao looked at Zhao Zheng opposite and asked helplessly: "Why are you here?"
"Why, you're not welcome?" Zhao Gao's words clearly meant something, but Zhao Zheng pretended to be confused and looked at him with raised eyebrows, looking aggrieved.
Before Zhao Gao could say anything, his mother became unhappy. She patted the back of Zhao Zheng's hand and said, "What are you talking about, my son? This child came to you yesterday and saw that you were not at home, so he stayed to listen to me. The old woman talked for a while. If he hadn't accidentally let it slip, mother wouldn't have known that he was busy with official duties and had to rush back to deal with it. "
He was on official business, could he, the King of Qin, know whether he was at home or not? Zhao Gao looked at him funny, but did not dare to refute his mother's words.
Zhao Zheng was deeply impressed by Zhao Gao's "true biography", and he spoke such coaxing words without changing his face. I saw him touching Ying Ting's nose, his eyes full of pride, without any sense of deception.
What made Zhao Gao even more depressed was that looking at his appearance, he actually felt hopelessly good-looking, and his whole old heart fell into it.
Zhao Gao began to calm down and resist for a while. Zhao Gao's heart was still barely floating on the water. Later, when he saw him raising his eyebrows, he remembered that he was like this when he was pressed against the wall that day. His heartbeat stagnated and he could no longer think of struggling at all. Despite his strength, not even a single mercury star could flutter up this time, and all of them sank.
The tips of Zhao Gao's ears seemed to feel hot, and it didn't take long before the burning reached the base of his ears. Fortunately, it was getting dark, and he tried to keep his face as calm as possible. The abnormality was not very obvious, so no one noticed it, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
Mother Zhao didn't know what kind of riddle the two of them were playing, so she continued nagging: "Mother fell in love with this child, so she asked him to come and sit with him more often. Unexpectedly, he was such a considerate child. He rushed over after finishing his work today. He said that he left in a hurry yesterday and felt guilty for finishing his official duties early, so he came over to spend more time with his mother and told her many interesting things to make her happy."
In fact, what Zhao Zheng said yesterday was half true and false, mostly because he has been exposed to all major events related to the Qin State in recent years, and he is not good at dealing with those parents who are mean-spirited. It can be seen that Zhao's mother really does not want to live up to her intentions. He made an excuse to escape beforehand, and as soon as he returned to the palace in the evening, he immediately asked Shen Yu for some interesting stories suitable for entertaining the old man. Everything was ready today, so I naturally came here feeling refreshed.
Seeing his mother holding Zhao Zheng's hand all the time, with her eyes full of pity, Zhao Gao always felt that this matter was not simple. Zhao Zheng must have said something else, otherwise how could the old man be like this.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible to chase the person away in front of his mother. After finally staying up until the evening meal was finished, he dragged the person directly to the study.
"What happened in the past two days?" There was no one around at this time, so Zhao Gao could ask without any scruples. When he asked this question, his gentle and probing eyes were fixed on Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng also looked at him intently, with a rare silence, and did not answer him immediately, but at this time, there was finally a look of fatigue in his usually energetic phoenix eyes.
He didn't want to say it, and Zhao Gao didn't force it, and said softly: "That's fine, I won't drive you away this time. It's up to you if you want to sit here for a while and then go back."
After saying that, he saw that the lights in the room were a little dim, making the whole room gloomy. Zhao Gao gave him a comforting smile, then turned and walked to the lamp stand not far away, turned his back to him and picked up a small bamboo stick. Turn on the wick.
"I have nowhere to go, so..." Zhao Gao went to pluck the wick, but Zhao Zheng didn't follow him with his eyes. He just stood there, waiting for him quietly, and said this.
Hearing this, Zhao Gao's hand that pulled the wick trembled, and the light in the whole room rippled. Even after he put the bamboo stick in his hand back to its original place, the ripples continued lightly. It feels like a person's reaction is suddenly caught in the halo and magnified throughout the room without warning.
He had such a reaction only because Zhao Zheng's few words were filled with deep depression and helplessness. Although Zhao Zheng acted as normal when his mother and daughter were present earlier, Zhao Gao had actually noticed it at that time. He knew very well that with Zhao Zheng's temperament, he would come over even though he knew he was not at home. If he hadn't hidden something in his heart, he would never be like this.
But at this time, he actually said... he had nowhere to go. Thinking of the cold figure he saw when he went to the inner hall of Qutai Palace that day, Zhao Gao felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Even though he knew that he was a king and no one could change his fate of being lonely, he still couldn't help but feel sad for him.
Although Zhao Zheng did not look at him, he knew that there were ups and downs in his heart. He felt faintly happy, so he adjusted his tone and continued: "I knew you were not here yesterday, but I still walked here unknowingly. If it hadn't been for that kid who saw me He stood at the door and pulled me in, fearing that I would still be reviewing memorials in Qutai Palace alone. Later, my aunt treated me very well, so I..."
For Zhao Zheng, he did feel uncomfortable when Empress Dowager Huayang mentioned his mother yesterday, but the discomfort was far from being beyond his control. If he was willing to suppress it, it would not be a bad idea. After all, the bond between mother and son was broken. I have endured it, and I have become a lot more mature and stable after many years. In addition, it is only bringing up old things again, so the pain is definitely not that uncontrollable.
But he had something else on his mind, and when he faced Zhao Gao, he simply told him all the truth and lies.
Sure enough, Zhao Gao felt a pain in his heart after hearing this. He opened his mouth to say that he almost entered the palace in the afternoon. However, the next moment his rationality returned, he was frightened and swallowed it back alive. Although the relationship between them is more than a monarch-subject relationship, it is normal to care about each other, but to miss each other like this after not seeing each other for just a few days seems too obvious.
Just when he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt someone pressing tightly against his back, then his waist tightened again, and his left shoulder sank. It was Zhao Zheng who hugged him tightly from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and said lazily, "Let me lean on you for a while" in a low and sexy voice. After saying this, he didn't care whether he answered or not. Answer, all the weight on his body came up at once.
Now that Zhao Gao has understood his feelings for him, how can he withstand his teasing at this time? His back is full of his touch and warmth, his arms are tightly around his waist, and everything that brushes against his ear is his burning heat. breath.
Everything made Zhao Gao feel weak and unbearable, with almost no ability to resist, but he was used to being calm and self-possessed. Under such circumstances, he endured hardships, secretly holding on, and still managed to pretend to be nonchalant on the surface. , to prevent Zhao Zheng from noticing.
It’s just...what is this?
In the past, Zhao Gao didn't have such thoughts about Zhao Zheng or didn't know that he had such thoughts about him, and Zhao Gao would not have such doubts. Now that he has, he has become extra sensitive on such matters.
Should a monarch and his ministers behave like this? Obviously impossible. Maybe... what about the master-disciple room? But he is no longer the main character boy, so how could he be. What about close friends? What kind of best friend needs this. When women are hurt, it doesn't hurt to hug each other, but... they are two grown men, so what does it mean to hug each other like this?
However, Zhao Gao had his back to Zhao Zheng and could not see his expression. The only thing that could be judged was his breathing and his heartbeat.
Zhao Gao slowly closed his eyes. When he couldn't see, his hearing was particularly sharp. Moreover, they didn't speak. The room was silent before, so he could clearly feel both of these things, but the result left him with mixed emotions.
No mess, no mess at all.
Zhao Gao didn't know what he was expecting just now, but now his heart sank and his mind became much clearer. With their identities, so what if they are real? Moreover, it seems that Zhao Zheng really has no such intention.
After standing for a long time, Zhao Gao's body became more and more stiff. Although he had never stopped practicing riding, archery and swordsmanship no matter how busy he was these years, he could barely be considered strong and powerful, but when compared with Zhao Zheng, he was still a little behind. Now all the weight of Zhao Zheng falls on him. As time goes by, he will still feel a little strenuous.
The person behind him still didn't move, so Zhao Gao had no choice but to raise his hand and pat the hand around his waist. When his fingertips ran across the back of his hand, the warm touch made his head throb, and he trembled a little. With a mentality of eating tofu as a matter of course, Zhao Gao's hanging hand simply turned in another direction, covering the back of Zhao Zheng's hand, and called in a questioning tone: "Your Majesty?"
The back of Zhao Zheng's hand was covered in his warm palm. He felt that his plot had been accomplished. He was very proud and didn't want to move anymore. However, expecting that he would be tired after holding on for such a long time, Zhao Zheng changed his position to a hug but maintained the original position, with no intention of letting go.
After a long time, I heard Zhao Gao say calmly: "It's so hard to come here, and you just keep holding me like this?"
Zhao Zheng let him go, and waited for him to turn around and look at him. When he met those clear eyes, he felt a little moved, but it showed on his face that he was becoming more and more out of shape. He said teasingly: "Why don't you do something?"
Zhao Gao raised an eyebrow rarely, looked at him and asked with a smile: "What does the king want to do?" When he said this, his eyes were shining, which made Zhao Zheng a little dazzled.
After enduring it for a long time, Zhao Zhengcai muffled out a sentence that sounded relatively normal: "Playing chess?"
But Zhao Gao couldn't help laughing after hearing this, pretending not to see through someone's bad intentions of delaying time, and agreed: "Okay."
