Chapter 352： Female champion VS dandy 17 ┃ raw rice cooked rice

Long Jinwei, who came in a hurry, saw just such an unbelievable picture.

The boy in the pink robe was like a butterfly, staggering into the emperor's arms, and the emperor hugged him tightly and turned around gently, his face covered with crystal tears.

The emperor, who had never shown pain with an arrow in his heart, actually cried, but there was a smile on the corner of his eyes and brows.

On one of the most painful nights, he laughed.

The streets were full of Captain Long Jin, but no one dared to step forward to disturb the two. The atmosphere between them is too beautiful and too quiet, and the capital at this moment needs such silence.

Feng Ming hugged Zhuang Li and was reluctant to let go.

Zhuang Li was hugged so high that his legs couldn't touch the ground, so he could only pat Feng Ming on the shoulder, "Put me down."

"Don't let it go." Feng Ming buried his face in his neck, his voice hoarse.

"I want to go in and have a look." Zhuang Li pointed to the courtyard opposite.

Standing around them, Long Jinwei's scalp was numb, as if he was facing a big enemy, lest the emperor be stimulated again.

But Feng Ming just stiffened for a moment and then replied in a low voice, "Okay."

He put Zhuang Li down gently, then took the other's hand, and slowly walked into this place that once made life worse for him.

Stepping over the broken wooden door and bypassing a mottled shadow wall, a small square courtyard appeared in front of you. Every corner of the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, filled with a stale breath, and two rusted iron The chain extended from a hut and fell in front of a deep well.

Feng Ming clenched Zhuang Li's wrist tightly, his face seemed to be very calm, but his dark pupils were still filled with wisps of red light.

This place is **** to him.

If it wasn't for Zhuang Li walking in with him, he would definitely not be able to maintain his current calm.

Zhuang Li could naturally feel the surging surging in Feng Ming's heart, he quickly wrapped his arms around his arms and pressed his cheeks, pretending to be afraid.

So Feng Ming couldn't care about anything, he quickly took the boy into his arms and patted gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

When he said "Don't be afraid", miraculously, the waves in his heart gradually calmed down. The feeling of being needed made his wandering heart suddenly find a place to take refuge. In an instant, he realized that if he was defeated and collapsed, what would the teenagers around him do?

He's not alone now, he can't lose, and he can't afford to lose.

With just this realization, Feng Ming's chaotic head was completely restored to clarity. Re-examining this small courtyard, that eerie feeling also disappeared.

Aside from the tragic memory of the past, it is just an ordinary residence.

Feng Ming's stiff body relaxed little by little, he touched the two rusted iron chains with his toes, and he began to talk about his past in an ordinary tone: "Because of my strong martial arts, the late emperor was afraid that this yard would not be sleepy. Stop me, and they ordered two iron chains to be made to lock my feet."

He pointed to the hut and to the deep well in front of him, "My scope of activities is limited to going from here to there."

Feng Ming's heart was calm, but Zhuang Li's heart began to be violent. He quickly hugged Feng Ming's waist and buried his suddenly twisted face into the other's broad chest.

If he could cross over earlier, he would definitely kill the late emperor.

7480 shook his head and sighed: "This **** is so miserable!"

Feng Ming thought that Zhuang Li was afraid, so he patted his back and softly reassured: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, it's all over."

The more he said "don't be afraid", the stronger his heart became. While comforting the boy, he also completed the reconstruction of inner order.

His tone became calmer, and his tone became more relaxed: "These two chains were originally made for me, and I couldn't break free. But today, many years ago, when my uncle took out his saw and was about to cut them off. I just found out that my scrawny feet could be released from the buckle with a slight contraction. This saved my uncle a lot of trouble."

Zhuang Li reluctantly adjusted his expression, then left Feng Ming's embrace and looked at the chain link, and then his eyes were red.

He couldn't imagine how thin Feng Ming was back then to be able to break free from such a small circle.

Feng Ming has been paying attention to him, and seeing that he seems to want to cry, he immediately stretched out his palm to cover his sight, and said in a low voice, "Alright, alright, don't look at it."

But when he raised his hand, Zhuang Li saw his wrist with deep tooth marks.

Zhuang Li was so clever that he realized almost immediately why these tooth marks were left. When he was extremely hungry, Feng Ming actually bit his wrist and began to **** his own blood. He was driven to a desperate situation, so hungry that he even wanted to eat his own flesh and blood.

The tears Zhuang Li had endured for a long time fell one by one, grabbing Feng Ming's wrist with one hand, and stroking the tooth marks with the other, as if he wanted to erase them all.

The tender palm slid across the skin, wiping the hot temperature, which also warmed Feng Ming's heart. He hugged the boy and comforted him softly: "Don't be sad, they've been healed long ago."

However, Zhuang Li knew that trauma is easy to treat, but heartbreak is hard to heal. These tooth marks remained on Feng Ming's skin forever, and were also deeply imprinted in his heart. This is the pain he will never forget for the rest of his life.

So Zhuang Li took Feng Ming's wrist and brought it to his lips, kissed the teeth marks one by one, and said in a hoarse voice, "This will be fine."

The boy's lips touched his scar softly, bringing an indescribable numbness and scalding. At this moment, Feng Ming's heart that was riddled with holes was really healed. Tender shoots, flowers and spring water, all the vibrant things grew wildly in his dry heart.

He was shaking with excitement.

Zhuang Li looked up at him and smiled.

So Feng Ming's vibrant heart opened another delicate hibiscus flower.

Zhuang Li raised his hand, which was still wrapped in gauze, and said in a sweet voice, "Give me a kiss too."

Feng Ming held this hand like a devout believer, and carefully kissed the palm wrapped in gauze.

Zhuang Li immediately removed the gauze and showed him that he had already peeled off the scab and had grown pink tender flesh on his palm, with a light tone: "Look, my injury is also healed. I said this recipe is very effective, right?"

After so many days, this little injury should have healed long ago.

Feng Mingming knew that Zhuang Li was playing a trick, but he couldn't stop laughing. In the place where he was most afraid, he felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Zhuang Li stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his raised lips, and while he was shocked, he stuck out his tongue and slipped it into his mouth...

This is a kiss that is more gorgeous than fireworks, sweeter than spring water, and thicker than honey. The starry sky above the head is only a small square, but it is enough to sprinkle the starlight into the eyes and hearts of the two.

Just after the end of a kiss, Zhuang Li slowed down and started the second kiss, the third kiss...

Feng Ming couldn't think of anything except hug him tightly and respond urgently.

The tragic memories, the painful past, the violent and out of control demons, all vanished.

Long Jinwei, who was guarding the door, saw the two people entangled together, and quickly took off his cloak and hung it on the door frame, so that the outside world could not see this charming scene.

Zhuang Li pushed Feng Ming, who was dizzy, into the tall grass, sat on his waist, put his arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "I want to turn all your painful memories into good ones. I want you to every day from now on. When I think of this place, only the lingering images of us come to mind."

Feng Ming's head, which was already dizzy from the kiss, suddenly became even more dizzy.

"What are you talking about?" he asked in disbelief.

Zhuang Li slowly untied his hair crown and clothes, and the waterfall-like blue silk flowed along the snow-white and delicate skin, and the picture was as beautiful as a dream.

Feng Ming just glanced at it and lost his soul...

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When the light of day broke, Feng Ming wrapped Zhuang Li, who was so tired, and fell asleep, with his robe, and stepped out of the small courtyard.

Long Jinwei, who had been guarding all night, knelt down and saluted, but did not make a sound. They naturally knew that they couldn't wake the boy in the emperor's arms.

Feng Ming carried Zhuang Li onto the carriage, placed the person on his knees, and held him firmly with his arms. Then he commanded in a low voice, "Repair the door, remove the two iron chains, and put them in the well. The leaves were fished out, and all the furniture in the hut was replaced with new ones.”

He had seen here as hell, but here he experienced heaven. Those painful pasts were really cleaned up by the beauty of last night.

"Maybe I will come back for a short stay in the future." Feng Ming said these words in a calm tone under the unbelievable gaze of the servant.

The inner servant took the order and left, shocked beyond words. He always felt that today's emperor was very different, as if reborn.

Feng Ming, who had missed the early court, was not in a hurry to return to the palace. He was addicted to the feeling of holding his beloved in his arms.

He repeatedly told the driver to slow down and not to hurry.

The warm sunlight shone in, and he quickly covered the boy's sleeping face with his palm, lest the light would wake him up.

However, Zhuang Li still woke up and realized that it was already dawn, so he said naturally, "Aren't you going to take me to Duke Cheng'en's mansion to show your family? Your mother's tablet is also there, we have already decided. Come down, you should meet the elders, right?"

Feng Ming: "..."

He thought that the joy of yesterday was the limit.

"Turn around and go to Cheng'en's Mansion!" Feng Ming ordered loudly, his tone hurried.

The horses and guards outside were busy again.

After arriving at Cheng'en's mansion, Feng Ming took Zhuang Li's hand and strode into the ancestral hall. Yesterday, his eyes were red and his mood was frantic; today, he was smiling and in a good mood.

"This is my mother, this is my uncle, this is my grandfather, this is my grandmother..." He introduced his relatives one by one.

Zhuang Li held three sticks of incense sticks in his hand, and bowed down one by one to salute, with a cautious tone: "I have seen my mother, I have seen my uncle, I have seen my grandfather, I have seen my grandmother... I am Feng Ming's partner, and I will take care of me from now on. Don't worry about him. I will definitely be in harmony with him, and I will stay with him forever."

Zhuang Li knelt down and kowtowed three times, then put the incense in the copper furnace.

While doing all this, he was very serious and very religious, like a real family member.

Feng Ming looked at him for a moment, his eyes turned red without realizing it, but a happy smile hung on the corner of his mouth.