i want to love you

Chapter 1

After being married, Ruqiu, who grew up with Long Ziye, angrily stepped into the bamboo courtyard located on the west side of the palace, seeing the master busy digging the ground with a hoe borrowed from the palace, feeling sad for a while.

This bamboo courtyard sounds elegant and unique, but in fact it is the most remote courtyard in the palace, like a cold palace in the palace, it can be said that there are few people, especially Fengling's people bully others, Long Ziye is a prince after all, but He ignored him, everyone passed by as if they hadn't seen him.

The most exaggerated thing is that her master and servant are actually required to support themselves. She is a servant, so it's okay to suffer. I thought that the master would have a good life when he came to Fengling, but he didn't expect it to be the same, or even worse. The sixth princess talked with her master to relieve boredom, but now...

Ru Qiu thought and thought, but couldn't help feeling sad.

"What's the matter?" Long Ziye looked up and saw his maidservant was crying again, helplessness and guilt appeared in her autumn-like eyes, presumably he was bullied, poor Ruqiu followed a master like him.

Ru Qiu silently walked to Long Ziye's side and said, "Master, the lord was newly married and ordered to go out the next night. He made it clear that he didn't care about you, and even drove us to this remote place. Those people are just like Ru Qiu. People, but they can bully you blatantly. Just now, I just wanted to ask which doctor in the city has the best medical skills, but everyone sneered at Ruqiu, and finally said nothing. It has been three months, and they really... "

Long Ziye held the maidservant's hand, and said distressedly: "I am the one who caused you to be wronged. If you really can't make it through, why not go back to Longde first, and I will write to ask Sixth Sister to take care of you."

Ru Qiu desperately shook her head and said: "No, Ru Qiu won't go anywhere, if Ru Qiu leaves, you will be the only one left here, and they will be even more unscrupulous, not to mention you never know how to take care of yourself, you only know how to give in, you Have you ever thought about how long it will be the end of the retreat? With you like this, how can Ruqiu rest assured. "

There is no reason for a slave to abandon his master, especially such a kind master who doesn't know how to treat himself well and only knows how to be considerate of others. If he abandons him, wouldn't he be as shameless as those people?

"Good Ruqiu, I'm sorry for you."

Long Ziye feels the most guilt for this guy who grew up with him since he was a child. Although he has been with a prince, he has never had a good life. her.

"It's Ruqiu who's sorry for you, and I'm sorry for the sixth princess. She clearly promised that the sixth princess will take good care of you." As Ruqiu spoke, her eyes turned red.

She really doesn't understand why such a kind person like the master has such a bad fate?Why is it that no one can treat the master well, and make the master like that kind of heartless evil prince?

Knowing that the final result must be heartbreaking, but she couldn't stop it.

How long will her good master suffer?Such a person should not have been born in the royal family at all.

"Ruqiu, think about it in a different direction. This is also good. We live here, and no one will interfere with our life. Plowing the fields and growing vegetables, reading and painting in my spare time has always been the life I want, you know that Yes, if the Sixth Sister knows that I got my wish, she will be happy for me."

There is really nothing wrong with this. It is expected that the people in the palace will hate him, but other than that, they dare not be too presumptuous with Prince Longde. They fend for themselves.

He likes it like this, living his life peacefully and comfortably, and it is the closest place to his love in his heart.

In fact, God is really good to him, even if it is only a wife in name, he is satisfied.

I have been praying for six years since I first saw him when I was 16, and now we are finally together, even if they are just strangers in the same room, it doesn't matter, at least we are no longer far apart from him.

"Master, if the princess finds out that you are forced to live this kind of life, the princess will not be happy." Ru Qiu mercilessly exposed Long Ziye's lies, she couldn't imitate her master's contentment.

God owed too much to his master, he was the biggest victim despite his innocence.

Every time she sees him saying it's okay, humbly and doesn't care about it, and doesn't look like a child of the royal family at all, Ruqiu will feel sad. Growing up in that kind of place, she has to develop such a calm, self-possessed, non-competitive temperament. , must have seen it thoroughly, and to see it clearly, how many times have you been hurt to be able to do it?

No one ever thought that the master's heart is also made of flesh, it will hurt and it will hurt, because he can't refute and struggle, because he can't argue with reason, so everyone is bullied with peace of mind, but they don't know that heart has already been scarred.

Few people can have no desires and desires, and neither is the master. It's just that if you get used to not asking extravagantly, you won't feel heartache.

Long Ziye was dumb for a while, frowned and sighed: "Then don't let Sixth Sister know, since the matter is a foregone conclusion, don't let her worry about it anymore, understand? Ruqiu."

"Ru Qiu knows what the master wants to say. Ru Qiu will go to the street right now, and I will definitely find a good doctor for you."

Long Ziye shook his head, "Actually, there's no need. Even if we ask, we don't have any money to hire a doctor. Besides, my body is much better. I just need to rest more. There is really no need to bother."

Hearing what he said, Ru Qiu became more and more angry. "Master, just paint a few paintings, and we'll sell them for a living. Since he won't give us both master and servant a living, why should we give him face? If you ask a doctor, you won't answer anything, and it's just an injury..." She suddenly shut up and didn't say any more.

Long Ziye was stunned for a moment, seeing her suddenly stop, his reaction was very strange, he caught her nervously and asked, "Who was injured? Is it him? Ruqiu, why don't you continue?"

Ru Qiu lowered her head, "No one was injured, master, please don't get excited."

"Ruqiu, tell me quickly, is he injured? How is the injury? Is he alright?"

Ru Qiu complained a lot about that cold-blooded and ruthless Prince Feng Ling, and felt that he deserved the serious injury, but seeing her master's worry for him was beyond words, she couldn't help but sigh.

Why didn't she know what the master was thinking, she was too clear, so she didn't intend to say it, but who knew, she just slipped her mouth. She knew that her impatient temper would cause bad things, but she couldn't get rid of it.

Seeing Ruqiu's silence at night, Long Ziye felt even more anxious. "Don't tell me, I'll go and see for myself."

There must be nothing wrong with that person, he hasn't even been able to say a word to him properly, even if he can't be a husband and wife, at least he can be a friend.

Ru Qiu thought that her master's visit to the front yard was just to provoke cold eyes, so she quickly stood in front of him.

"Master, even if you go, so what? There are already many people standing in his yard, and there is no place for the two of us to go."

Long Ziye paused, lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "Ru Qiu, I know what you're thinking, but how can I really feel at ease when I know he's injured? Let me go and see him, even if it's just a glance."

Ruqiu couldn't help but feel sorry for the master, such a liking, that Bo Xingren would not appreciate it at all.

"Master, if you want to go, it's enough for Ruqiu to accompany you, but even if you can't be relieved, you have to be relieved, your body can't be so excited."

"I understand, take me there quickly."

Seeing that her master was burning with anxiety, Ru Qiu gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, her whole face was tense, her red lips pursed in displeasure, and she hummed coldly before turning around to lead the way for her master.

His chest was on fire, and his throat was so dry and painful that it seemed to be torn. He grunted and opened his eyes weakly.

There was a person lying beside the bed, before he could see clearly, he closed his eyes sleepily.

This ㄚ head is so unruly.

His head was dizzy, his throat was really dry, and he said forcefully: "Qian'er, water..."

He didn't bother to open his eyes again, he just felt the bed move, his left hand was cold, and there was a rush of footsteps.

He moved the hand that was already being held, but he still didn't give up?

The sound of footsteps stopped beside the bed, and before he could speak, he opened his eyes tiredly and said, "Help me get up."

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With half-closed eyes, he instantly stared wide at that familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful face, let him carefully lift himself up, then turned around and handed the water to his lips.

He drank a few sips of tea, moistened his throat, and said hoarsely, "It's you?"

"You've finally woken up, is there any discomfort? I'll call the imperial physician over to show you." Long Ziye smiled softly.

"No, I just want to have a good rest." He shook his head lightly.

"It's better to take a look. You have been in a coma for three days and three nights, and the imperial doctor is almost in a hurry." Long Ziye wiped the water stains on his lips with his sleeve, forgetting his feelings for a moment, the moment he raised his eyebrows slightly Embarrassed take it back.

"Are you taking care of me these few days?" Feng Wuji asked as he stared at his back when he got up in a hurry.

Long Ziye froze slightly and replied, "Yes."

"Young prince, the servants in this mansion are getting bolder and bolder. They actually bothered the prince's daughter." Feng Wuji said with a hint of accusation, and his eyes were fixed on the slender figure.

"No, no." Long Ziye took a deep breath, turned and returned to the bed, "My lord, lie down and rest for a while, I'll call the imperial physician over."

Feng Wuji asked him to lean over and help him to lie down. The distance between the two was very close, and the skin of the two of them was close. He felt that his body temperature was cold, and it was very comfortable to lean against him. He couldn't help but get closer. The fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, neither thick nor light, it is hard to tell what kind of fragrance it is, it is refreshing and intriguing.

Looking at Feng Wuji who was suddenly close to his cheek, Long Ziye had no time to be shy, and put his hand on his forehead in surprise.

"My lord, you have a fever, it's so hot, I'll call the imperial physician over."

Feng Wuji was powerless to hold back the far away fragrance, closed his eyes tiredly and said: "No, you go back to rest, as long as there are servants here to serve the king."

Long Ziye froze, hesitantly looking at the man who fell asleep again.

When Feng Wuji woke up again, the pain in his chest was no longer so painful. He moved slightly and found that his left hand was tightly held. When he turned his head and saw the same person, besides surprise, there was more A touch of fun.

It seems that this Lord Longde seems to be exhausted, only half of his face is exposed in the posture of lying on his side.

His impression of her was actually very vague. Although Long Ziye was his wife, he never took it to heart. He only knew that she was as beautiful as a woman, but the bookish smell between his brows made him look like a woman. Gentle scholar, this masculine and feminine appearance made him really unmotivated. Looking at him now, he looked haggard, withered and yellow, with dark circles under his eyes, which greatly discounted the rumors of his stunning appearance.

From engagement to marriage was extremely hasty, and the next day after marriage, the war was urgent, and he could only leave him as a newlywed. Even so, he never felt guilty or worried, after all, the two of them were not in a relationship that needed to be worried about.

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that this man might not be what he thought. Could it be that he has feelings for him?

Feng Wuji frowned and thought, if it is ruthless, what does it mean to take care of him personally and hold his hand tightly?He wouldn't be so naive as to think that a man holding another man's hand so tightly and taking care of him by the bed like this is pure emotion.

He had counted all the secrets, but he had never considered that this down-and-out prince who married had feelings for him. It was so surprising to him. He had never had a deep relationship with him, hadn't he?

"Um……"

The man next to the bed let out a vague groan, Feng Wuji felt his hand was held tighter, realized that he might wake up, somehow, he chose to close his eyes.

Long Ziye slowly opened his sleepy eyes, got up and checked the temperature of his forehead habitually, he was relieved that the skin under his palm was no longer hot.

"Finally back."

Let go of his hand, sat on the side of the bed, and looked at his face carefully. His face was no longer pale and bloodless, and the wound on his chest was about to heal. I'm afraid he would have to leave after he woke up.

He stared at him hesitantly, before making a decision after a long while, trembling and carefully pressing his face against his chest.

The sound of a powerful heartbeat knocked steadily into the eardrums, Long Ziye had never been so close to another person, listening to another person's heartbeat, so the novel feeling of lying in his arms would never be forgotten.

He didn't dare to wake him up, so he lay down for a while and then got up gently, muttering in a low voice: "You have to take good care of yourself, don't get such a serious injury again, even if you don't care about yourself, those who worry about you will be reluctant .”

"The Qian'er you are thinking of has been here a few times. She is a good girl. If possible, I hope you can get your wish, but she wants to marry your fourth brother, so what should I do? Is there any way for you two to be together? If I had married your fourth brother at that time, you would have had a lover and become a family, but I have selfish intentions, and I would not be willing." Long Ziye was silent for a while, and continued: "You have to get well quickly before you can snatch Princess Qian'er away. come over."

As he spoke, letting sadness occupy his eyes, he leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, holding back his sore nose, turned around and was about to leave.

"Um."

The sound on the bed made him turn around hastily, looking at the man who slowly opened his eyes in surprise.

"you're awake?"

"Water..." Feng Wuji, who pretended to be awake, spoke hoarsely.

Long Ziye nodded quickly, turned around and poured him a glass of water, returned to the bed, put the water on the small table beside him, leaned over, and planned to help him up.

His closeness made Feng Wuji smell that quiet fragrance again, and seeing his joyful eyebrows and eyes, an unknown feeling surged in his heart.

In fact, he didn't need to make a sound, but for some reason, when he pressed it against his chest so carefully, it still inevitably gave him a shock.

So careful, so gentle, this down-and-out prince really has that kind of thought for him.

He didn't understand why he made a noise, but he knew very well that he didn't want him to leave so quietly.

He thought that this man would probably not take credit for taking care of him, not to mention how those people in the mansion would treat the prince from Longde. His master knew it very well, as long as he didn't say anything, Those people would never open their mouths to mention Long Ziye, but he was curious about how this man blocked Youyou's mouth and entered the room to take care of him, the Lord Feng Ling?

He raised his eyes and watched Long Ziye carefully bring the water close to his mouth, staring at him, and slowly opened his mouth, letting the sweet tea moisten his dry lips and tongue.

After drinking the glass of water slowly, Long Ziye wiped away the water stains around his mouth with his sleeve.

"Would you like to drink more?"

Feng Wuji shook his head lightly, originally wanted to ask him why he was here, but it was useless to ask, he knew the reason very well, as for his methods, he probably had to ask his own people.

Long Ziye put down his water glass, and turned to see him staring at him, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Suddenly remembered that he wanted to leave by himself, wanted to go back to the bed, but froze in place again.

With a bitter smile on his lips, Long Ziye said in a low voice: "You have a good rest, I'll ask the imperial doctor to come over and take care of your injury."

"No hurry, prince please come here first." Although he said yes, but Feng Wuji pointed to the position beside the bed, the meaning of order was obvious.

Long Ziye looked up at him, pretending to be calm and sitting by the bed, but actually he was at a loss, not knowing what Feng Wuji wanted to do.

"How many days has this king been comatose?"

"Ten days, about half a month."

"Is the prince taking care of this king?" Feng Wuji thought over and over again, knowing it was useless to ask, he still asked.

Long Ziye paused and replied, "Yu Li, this is what I should do."

Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows and looked at his drooping appearance, his eyes wandered.

"It's really hard work, prince."

"Not hard."

"My king has been in a coma for the past few days, has anything happened?"

Long Ziye thought about it for a while, frowned, hesitated, and finally said in a low voice: "Why don't I ask the prince's personal guard to come in, he will know better than me."

"It's okay, you go first."

"I..." Long Ziye was about to get up, but Feng Wuji held her down, his face flushed instantly, he quickly withdrew his hand, and coughed a few times uncomfortably.

Feng Wuji jokingly said: "Prince, are you okay? Do you need to invite the imperial physician over?"

"No, no need." Long Ziye shook his head repeatedly, not daring to look at him.

"So, what did you want to say just now?"

Long Ziye calmed down when he thought about what he was going to say just now.

"Qu Guo learned that the lord was seriously injured, so he seems to have raised his troops to attack the border again, but the court has sent people to support it, so it should be fine for the time being." He said the last four words with a guilty conscience, mostly because he didn't want to make Feng Wuji worry, otherwise How could a foreigner know the real military situation, Feng Wuji also knew this, so he didn't feel embarrassed.

"In this prince's mansion, do you still get used to it?"

"Well, I'm used to it." Long Ziye nodded.

"At that time, the army was in an emergency, and this king had no choice but to lead the army without first discussing with you. If there is any negligence, please return Haihan."

In fact, Long Ziye is a princess, rather than a hostage, or the most useless hostage, so there is no room for Long Ziye to say whether he was informed at the time, and now this apology is just a nice word, Long Ziye naturally knows.

"National affairs are the most important thing, the prince does not need to worry about it."

"Thank you for your understanding. It will take a lot of time for you to come to this king. Please go back and rest first. After a few days, when this king recovers, we will have a good chat."

Long Ziye lowered his eyes and smiled, knowing that these words were just for the occasion, but he still couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

"My lord, rest well, I'm going to invite the imperial physician over here." After speaking, he took another look at him before turning around and leaving, and the affection in his eyes, even though he tried his best to conceal it, was still seen by Feng Wuji.

He pondered playfully, and called out, "Come out."

Long Ziye was a weakling with no martial arts, so he naturally didn't know that there was actually a third person in the dormitory where there seemed to be only two people.

"Why did you let him in?"

"When you go back to the Lord, he said that he and the Lord are in love with each other. If the Lord is seriously injured, he will ignore it. Wouldn't it be a waste of time? If it is pursued, he can't afford it, so he must take care of you personally, unless The emperor ordered him not to take care of you, in order to fulfill the righteousness of husband and wife, otherwise those who stop him will be those who try to destroy the alliance between Longde and Fengling. know."

Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect that the seemingly weak man could say such irrefutable words, he would be surprised, and those people would naturally be too.Besides, it would be ridiculous for the emperor to order this kind of thing, not to mention that his words are reasonable and reasonable, and with his own temper, no one would dare to destroy the alliance he single-handedly facilitated.

He thought of the expressions and reactions of those people who were stunned by him, and he felt amused in his heart, and he also slightly changed his view of Long Ziye. It seemed that he had a good temper, but he was not easy to get along with.

"Then what did you do in the end?"

"Originally he was the main caretaker of Hede County. Later, the Seventh Prince made the decision and granted his request. However, the condition is that he must be searched once when he enters and exits the prince's dormitory. He secretly sent his subordinates to protect him and supervise his actions."

"Search? Are you searching now?"

"should be."

Feng Wuji frowned, and lifted the quilt out of bed, but the man advised him fearfully: "Master, you should rest more, don't..."

"When will this king do something, do you still need your consent?"

The man stepped back, bowed his head and said, "This subordinate dare not."

Feng Wuji put on an outer shirt, walked out of the inner room, and vaguely saw a figure, so he hid behind the screen, and when he stood still, he frowned when he came into view.

I saw four or five servants surrounding Long Ziye, watching him take off his clothes one by one, and all of them lowered their voices and sneered at him. He lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

Is it this kind of body search?How could he endure all the insults?

He clenched his left hand, and suddenly thought of that person holding his hand tightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Feng Wuji spoke very softly, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "This king asks you, during this period, has he committed any misconduct?"

"If you go back to the master, no."

"Who approved this body search?"

"The first time was carried out by the Seventh Prince."

Feng Wuji closed his eyes, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "It won't be necessary in the future."

"Grandfather?"

"For him, I have my own measure, and I am not allowed to insult people like this again."

After Feng Wuji finished speaking, he immediately stepped out of the screen and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

When Long Ziye and the others heard the sound, they all looked at the place where the sound came from. Except for Long Ziye, everyone knelt down respectfully and said in unison: "My lord."

Feng Wuji pressed his twitching temples, and said furiously, "Go down! Let me go down all of them!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and said in unison: "Yes, this slave will leave."

Feng Wuji picked up the clothes on the ground and shook them, he was stunned for a moment, then threw them on the ground, untied his coat and put it on him.

"sorry."

Only then did Long Ziye come to his senses. He lowered his head, his body trembling faintly, his exposed cheeks and the skin on the back of his neck were all stained red like blood. He couldn't believe that this kind of scene was seen by him, and he could accept it. This kind of insult, but he can't accept being seen by him in such a mess.

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Feng Wuji took his hand and half dragged him into the inner room, and he could grasp what was in his heart from his reaction.

He took out a more warm Chinese fur from the closet. The fur was embroidered with a phoenix spreading its wings and inlaid with gold, which only belonged to the supreme royal family.

He silently put on the fur coat for him, fastened the belt, and then said: "I'm sorry, from now on, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Long Ziye still lowered his eyebrows, and after a long while of silence, he nodded and said, "Yes."

"Go, I'll take you back."

"No need, the lord is still resting at ease, Ru Qiu is waiting for me outside."

"Ruqiu?"

"It's the one who came with me."

"When you get back, let the kitchen cook a bowl of ginger soup, you'll catch a cold when it's cold."

"Yes, I'm going back now." Long Ziye still lowered his head and said to the floor.The hands hanging in the sleeves were tightly clenched, but they couldn't stop trembling, and there was a stabbing pain in the heart, as if protesting that the stimulation given by such humiliation was too great to be able to bear.

"Well, be careful." Feng Wuji glared at his hair, and finally just sighed softly, and stepped out of the way.

Feng Wuji looked at his back, it was the first time in his life that he wanted to embrace someone in his arms to protect him, was it because his back was too delicate?Or do you feel that the humiliation he has suffered is too heavy, but you are silent?or it could be……

His eyes fell on his left hand, it was his tight grip these days that made him...

He froze for a moment, his eyes deepened.