Chapter 2

After the worship, a couple were surrounded and sent to the cave. The new houses in the main courtyard of the palace have long been put away. It's very festive to be decorated in red. They sat down beside Xi's bed, and Xi's grandmother handed over a delicate gold scale: "please lift the bridegroom's cap."

But Xiao Zhige didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on the person beside him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Did not get a response, Xipo face smile stiff stiff, a moment later carefully remind: "Lord?"

Xiao Zhige this just returned to God, sweep her one eye, light way: "you go out first."

Xipo had heard of his bad name and saw his cave. She didn't look happy when she went to the room. She thought he didn't like the new princess and didn't dare to say anything more. She only gave a sympathetic glance at an Changqing, put down the golden balance and went out with others. She even closed the door thoughtfully.

In the new house, Xiao Zhige did not take the small scale, but directly lifted the red cap. When seeing that an Changqing didn't dress up as her daughter, her face became better. He wrung his eyebrows, as if thinking about what to say. After a long time, he asked abruptly, "are you hungry?"

An Changqing looked at him in surprise. He had been hanging his head before, but now he raised his eyes and looked carefully at the man in front of him, his new husband.

For many years, he lived with Xiao Zhige separately. He didn't even have a good look at the fierce man in the rumor. Now looking carefully, I found that he was actually very handsome. At this time, he was just a prince who was not in favor. In the eyes of the courtiers, he was a useless son who almost lost the qualification to succeed to the throne. In the eyes of the people, he was a "killing God" who killed tens of thousands of people without blinking an eye.

However, at this moment, an Changqing looked at him attentively, only to find that he was just a young man who was going to be weak. Although his face was calm and serious, it was far less fierce than that he could stop the crying of children. The two black eyebrows are like swords, and there are shallow "Chuan" lines between the eyebrows. The eye socket is a little deeper than ordinary people, and the eyes are dark, like a bottomless pool. The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are thin. On the contrary, it has a kind of natural dignity.

An Changqing stretched her eyebrows and gave him a shallow smile. No matter what is real or illusory, he will take the first step. Once upon a time, he listened to rumors and trapped himself and failed Xiao Zhige. Now, he wants to try to get to know this person.

No one was born violent. Later, the cruel emperor, in fact, had a soft mind when he was young. He would ask his princess if she was hungry after the complicated wedding ceremony. But everyone chose to ignore these trivial details, such as he used to be.

"Why don't you drink hehe first?" An Changqing looked at him with a smile.

He was surprised again in his eyes. He didn't seem to think that an Changqing would have such an attitude. Xiao zhigorton took two glasses of Hehe wine and said, "OK."

Arm staggered, two people lead neck drink wine, such as a pair of cross neck mandarin duck.

At the end of the drink, Xiao Zhige stood up and prepared to go out to entertain the guests. When he came to the door, he turned around and said, "the small kitchen has prepared snacks. If you are hungry, you will send someone to get them."

And without waiting for an Changqing to respond, he strode out of the door.

Looking at his back, an Changqing was so calm and vigorous, like a green pine and a green cypress. He was much more alive than the old emperor.

Xiao Zhige went to the front yard to entertain the guests, while an Changqing stayed alone in the happy room. Looking at Xiao Zhige's attitude, he didn't treat him as a woman just because he married him. He was not stiff at all. He got up and moved his muscles, took off his heavy hair crown, and took off his heavy clothes. Without these burdens, the whole person is a lot of light. I put on a dark red gold-woven shirt at will, and then I found a hairband to tie my long hair behind my head. Then I asked Anfu, who was guarding outside, to go to the small kitchen to get some snacks.

As expected, the small kitchen was equipped with all kinds of cakes. After eating a few, an Changqing calmed her hungry stomach and began to ponder over the current situation.

At the beginning, he only thought that it was his imaginary dream again.

After his death, his soul is not scattered, and he has been trapped in the huge palace. He saw with his own eyes that Xiao Zhige was acting more and more extreme and reckless. Three years after his death, Xiao Zhige launched another four or five wars. Although he eventually drove Beidi to the depths of the grassland and occupied half of the city of xidun, Daye also suffered heavy casualties. After years of war, countless farmland has been abandoned, and in winter, people are starving for thousands of miles. People without food can only change their food, which can be called purgatory.

Forced to have no way out of the common people rose, Daye everywhere there are refugees rebellion. Supported by Chu Anliang and Shi Lezheng, the two great generals of Zhu state, Xiao Qiyou, the deposed prince, gathered 200000 refugees to encircle Yejing under the banner of "cutting tyrant and returning peace", which was called "the battle of cutting dragon".

The war was extremely fierce. Xiao Zhige spent more than ten years in the army, commanding the 50000 forbidden guards in Yejing to fight against 200000 refugees. After nearly a month of sawing, the corpses outside Yejing were everywhere, and the bones were almost equal to the Yejing wall. The soldiers of the refugees climbed up on the corpses of their dead companions. And Xiao Zhige's iron armor stands on the city wall, just like killing gods in heaven and entering the world.

A month later, the gate of Yejing was opened, but it was not the refugees who broke the city, but the leader of the imperial guard who opened the gate.With the support of two generals of Zhu state and countless soldiers, the prince entered the Imperial Palace and found Xiao Zhige in the remote Qiwu palace.

In the past, the emperor sat in front of the window of the inner hall of Qiwu palace and ended his life with a sharp knife.

The abandoned Prince cut off his head and hung it on the gate of Yejing city. His body was thrown to the mass grave and fed to the wild dogs. He claimed that he had killed the tyrant, and that he was the man of destiny.

Only an Changqing, who watched in silence, knew that Xiao Zhige had a plan to win, and that the guard was his master. He taught the elite and was loyal to him. However, although the number of 200000 refugees is large, it is not a climate. Besides, 150000 people have been killed long ago, and the remaining 50000 people will only be killed sooner or later.

But that night, Xiao Zhige summoned the commander of the Imperial Guard and ordered him to open the gate of Yejing and surrender.

Then, the emperor sat in Qiwu palace with a jade pendant for a whole night. At dawn, he chose to end himself.

No one knew his last thought, but an Changqing, who was watching, saw a glimmer of it. The Pisces jade pendant that the emperor held in his hand before his death was a birthday gift given to him by his mother on his 10th birthday. The jade followed him for 18 years, and was not taken down until his death. An Changqing thought that the jade had been buried with him, but he didn't expect that it would be in Xiao Zhige's hands.

Even though it was not buried with him, it was tightly held in the palm of the hand by the dead emperor, with the earth as the coffin and the heaven as the cover, and buried together in the mass grave. At that time, an Changqing just wanted to pick up a straw mat to cover his body. We can only see the emperor's headless body being eaten by vultures and wild dogs, and only a skeleton is left. The jade plate of Pisces, without the shelter of flesh and blood, was finally exposed in the bones and picked up by the beggars passing through the mass grave.

That day, looking at the empty palm of the skeleton, an Changqing suddenly cried. He only felt sad as never before. He cried so much that his consciousness fell into chaos. When he woke up again, he had already returned to the winter of the 15th year of Qingli, the day of his marriage to Xiao Zhige.

An Changqing looked down at her hands and touched her cheek. The touch was so real that it didn't look like a dream.

Maybe it's God's blessing. Seeing that he lived in a muddle and missed a lot in his last life, he was given another chance.

If you do it again, you can't do it again.

As she pondered, the sound of an Fu at the door began to ring, followed by the creaking of the door and the steady footstep. An Changqing turned to see Xiao Zhige, a young man, walking towards him calmly.

"Lord." An Changqing unconsciously took a smile and got up to greet him.

When he came to him, an Changqing found that he was full of wine. He should have drunk too much. When he reached out to help him, he found that Xiao Zhige was more than half of his height. He was more robust, and his tentacles were hard and tight.

Fortunately, although Xiao Zhige drank too much wine, his mind seemed to be clear, and he did not move to sit down beside the bed.

After the people were settled, an Changqing took an Fu to the kitchen to cook the soup. When he came back, he found that Xiao Zhige was staring at him, his eyes were unpredictable, his face was deep, and his slightly frowning brow was a bit fierce.

An Changqing's heart beat a sudden, instinctive some timid. Then I think of this man holding him in his arms, again and again to comfort the gentle, taut string and loose down.

Slowly spitting out a mouthful of turbid gas, an Changqing sat down on his side, holding a bowl, said with a smile: "Wang Ye first drink some wake-up wine?"

Xiao Zhige's eyes fell on the white fingers holding the porcelain bowl, and his eyes trembled. An Changqing's hands are very good-looking. Her fingers are as thin and white as green onions. Only when she reaches the tip of her fingers, she can form a beautiful arc. Her nails are clean and tidy, and they are pale pink under the flickering candlelight.

Xiao Zhige throat. Knot rolled roll, without saying a word, took sobering soup to drink.

After drinking, put the bowl aside and the atmosphere subsided. Xiao Zhige was silent, but an Changqing was worried about the next cave.

In the last life, he and Xiao Zhige had never lived together.

At that time, he was only full of fear. It was good that he didn't cry in front of Xiao Zhige's cold face. Even when drinking Hezhe wine, it was a fear and a expressionless face. Later, Xiao Zhige seemed to see his fear and went to the study to sleep without saying anything. After that, he stayed in the study all the time. At that time, he was secretly happy to escape the disaster for a long time.

But this life, but can't go the old way.

How should two men do? He knows more or less. An Changqing comforts himself. As long as he is well prepared, it should not hurt. Moreover, he had learned in the last life whether the rumor was credible. Xiao Zhige is not as fierce as the rumor in this aspect Right?

An Changqing flushed her cheek and peered at the head of the bed. There were two delicate porcelain pots, which should be the things used for that.

Slightly clenching her fingers, an Changqing tried to make her voice sound more natural: "Lord, it's late. It's better to go to bed earlier." Try to finish a sentence calmly, he even exposed a part of the neck are suffused with red.

Xiao Zhige was still, but his eyes were deeper.He does not move, an Changqing again uneasy. The flush on the face also subsided, leaving only a pale. The instinctive fear that was suppressed rose again and looked at him at a loss.

Two people sit on the bed side by side, silent for a long time, an Changqing see Xiao Zhige although no action, but also did not leave or angry meaning. I feel more at ease. He thought of the jade pendant that the emperor held firmly in his hand until his death, and he was a little more daring. Simply a heart horizontal, red face, slowly close to Xiao Zhige, hands supporting his shoulder, active stick on the man's lips.

Since the mountain does not come to me, I will go to the mountain.

Men's lips are dry, but unexpectedly soft, with a little warmth. An Changqing rubbed a few times and didn't know what to do. In his two lives, he was a young man. He had neither a woman nor a man. He didn't know much about sex. It was the limit to offer kisses.

He is hesitating whether he should withdraw, but he is suddenly held by a strong force. The man who was originally stirred by him suddenly turns away from him and holds his lips. The lips and teeth are pried open, the man's tongue is driven straight in, even the kiss is like a war, with the overbearing.

An Changqing was out of breath, his arms subconsciously around his neck, virtual soft to hang on his body.

After a long time, Xiao Zhige let go of him. His rough palms slid down his cheeks, pinched his chin, and looked at him: "are you not afraid of me?"

He had expected that an Changqing would not be willing to marry him. After all, he was the one who forced him to marry. What's more, according to the investigation, an Changqing has a cousin who is very attentive to him. They seem to be very close

I've been ready to face his scolding or coldness for a long time, but I didn't expect that he would Be close to yourself.

Xiao Zhige's heart is slightly tight, but his strength is not relaxed. His deep eyes are fixed on him, as if he wants to see the bottom of his heart through this confusing appearance.

An Changqing looked at him for a moment, then moved his eyes first. Subconsciously licked his lips, but tasted the salty taste of blood. Later, he realized that the man was so rude that he bit his lip.

Raise an eye to secretly glance at Xiao Zhi Ge one eye, but unexpectedly peep at a man tiny red ear root. An Changqing's uneasy heart immediately settled down. When I think back to the past life, I can't help feeling aggrieved and sad. The arm holding the man's neck tightened again. An Changqing rubbed his hand like a miss and said in a soft voice: "I'm not afraid of you, I'm only afraid of pain..."

The young man, who has not yet reached the crown, has a face like a powder, a graceful figure, and a low soft voice. He doesn't deliberately hook people, but he is even softer. He wants to protect people in his arms and hold them in his hands, so that he won't be wronged.

Xiao Zhige's fingers trembled and subconsciously released the clamp on his hand. Later on, he reacted rudely. Maybe he pinched him.

Feel the man's action, an Changqing eyes turn to guess his mind. Secretly smile in the heart, but also more determined to their own ideas.

This man looks fierce on the surface, but in fact he is very careful and gentle. When an Changqing recalled all kinds of previous life, he suddenly realized that he had been indulgent and gentle to himself. He softened his body and nestled in his arms. His cheeks were slightly red and he said, "Lord, wait a moment Lighter... "

Xiao Zhige's body was tense in a moment. He pushed people aside and got up. He turned his back to an Changqing and said, "you don't have to be like this. I won't force you."

With that, without looking at an Changqing, he strode out of the new house. Just in a hurry between the steps, how much leakage of a trace of absconded embarrassment.