The king and his political opponents are innocent!

Chapter 12 Chapter 12

Gu Qinghou was stunned for a moment, half sat up from the chair, he thought for a while, and said: "At this moment?"

The maid smiled and said, "Yes, I am waiting for you in Qunyu Courtyard."

Gu Qinghou stood up, not knowing what to do with his hands in his sleeves, turned around in a circle, looked at the maid, and was a little dazed.

The maid smiled and said, "What are you busy with?"

Gu Qinghou himself couldn't explain clearly, he helped his forehead and said: "Help me get the clothes."

He changed his clothes and strode out. When he was walking in the alley, there was almost wind under his feet, and he felt his heart beating wildly in his chest.He pressed his chest, not understanding what was going on with this palpitation.

He raised his eyes, in front of him was Qunyu Courtyard, the gate of the courtyard was closed today, reflecting the golden light slanting from the wall of the alley, the two wooden doors were as bright as gold.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, there was no one around. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and opened the door, only to see bursts of laughter coming towards him.There is a summer mat spread out in the yard, and King Rong is lying in the middle, under the blue sky and daylight, wearing only a white undershirt, with his head resting on Lutong’s lap, smiling and saying something to Lutong on his back, his legs wrapped in white silk trousers are slightly bent Lifting up, revealing a long white ankle, the sole of his foot is beautiful, with a round toe slightly hooked...

Gu Qinghou only took a look at the entanglement between the two, and felt that he should dodge, but he ignored the voice of King Rong calling him from behind, turned his head and ran away with his hot cheeks.

There was a sharp gasp in his chest.

I am... what are you doing!

Panting heavily, he paused for a while, then turned around slowly, and shuffled back along the same path.

After entering the gate, King Rong got up from the seat, looked at him, frowned and said with a smile: "What are you doing, you run back when you see me?"

Gu Qinghou responded indiscriminately, "Something dropped on the road."

When King Rong saw him, he didn't want Lutong. He patted the mat beside him and said, "Come here quickly, sit here." Then he laughed: "There's a good song for you to listen to."

While walking towards him, Gu Qinghou said slowly: "Is there anything else I haven't heard of you?"

King Rong said: "They arranged this specially for my birthday, you must have never heard of it."

Gu Qinghou was taken aback, "When is your birthday?" He sat beside King Rong.

Rong Dynasty blinked, "On the ninth day, there are still three days left."

He clapped his hands, and a few barefoot women walked out from behind the grass.King Rong looked at those women, he couldn't even see Lu Tong from the corner of his eyes, and said casually: "Go, go, watch him."

With another wave of his hand, he ordered some fresh melons and fruits on the small table not far away, "Bring him a piece too."

Lu Tong got up by himself, and said with a smile: "Why do you need to tell me, I'm ready."

When King Rong heard this, he ignored it.His eyes followed a few women.

Lutong smiled slightly at Gu Qinghou, and said silently: "I'm going, you play slowly."

Gu Qinghou nodded, watching his tall and straight figure leave slowly, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.

What does this taste like?Like a poor boy who listened to lectures in other people's private schools, and met a serious student in a private school?

No, it's not.

Like the outer room meets the main room who is a virtuous housekeeper?

Ok……

this……

Gu Qinghou laughed in his heart, am he crazy, how could he think of this stubble.

However, according to their current identities, they seem to be somewhat similar...

A few women dressed in cool and plain white, with bare feet, were singing and dancing on the large mat. The other two women were also dressed in breezy and light clouds, holding flutes and pressing their jade fingers lightly.

King Rong seemed to love this piece of music very much, while watching it, he discussed and appreciated it with him from time to time.

But he seldom responded. He approached the small table silently, picked up the new wine in the jug and drank a glass, feeling depressed, as if some kind of heart disease was lurking, and every throbbing made him uncomfortable.

He drank cup after cup alone.After enjoying the singing and dancing, King Rong ordered someone to exchange new wine and plates. The two drank a few glasses and chatted for a while. King Rong hadn't seen him for a few days. Retell it to him.Gu Qinghou was hooked by him, and slowly, the accumulated knowledge and stories of the past few days were poured out to him, and the discomfort in his heart was thrown out of the sky.

The gossip the two had been holding back for several days erupted, accompanied by singing and dancing not far away, and they drank for more than two hours. The more they drank, the more greedy they became. The last sentence, the next sentence, I was anxious to say it, and I wanted to bite my own tongue.

At the end of the drink, both of them were dead drunk, and they didn't know when to rest or where to rest.

When King Rong woke up the next day, the two were in the bedroom of Qunyu Courtyard, the bed was intact, he was lying on the couch table, holding the broken wine glass in his hand, with one leg resting on the side of the couch, while Gu Qinghou was sitting on the foot couch , actually embraced his legs that were on the side of the couch, and slept on the couch.

King Rong blinked, his eyes were blurred, he looked down, and laughed with a "chi".

He stretched out his hand and patted Gu Qinghou's forehead. Gu Qinghou woke up rubbing his eyes, raised his head, looked at him, and looked around. After a while, he smiled embarrassedly, "Why am I sleeping here? ?”

King Rong rubbed his sore leg and said with a smile, "You don't even remember, and I don't even remember."

He laid his legs flat on the couch, and slowly rubbed his hands from the kneecap to the root of the thigh through his underwear.

Gu Qinghou withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and when he turned around, he accidentally heard a soft sound, and a wine glass at his feet was kicked over by him.

He leaned over to pick up the cup, but felt a coolness in his chest. When he looked down, he realized that he was covered with only his inner clothes, and his chest was wide open, revealing a piece of his chest.He was stunned and hurriedly covered it, then raised his head to look at King Rong.

Unexpectedly, the action was too swift and violent, provoking King Rong to turn his head to look at it. The two looked at each other, and Gu Qinghou's face blushed slightly.

King Rong immediately laughed out loud, innocently and frankly, he got off the couch while laughing, and limped to wash his hands, "What are you hiding, like a big girl with yellow flowers." His laughter drifted away with his figure , "When you fell asleep last night, you should have drawn a turtle on your chest..."

Perhaps his laughter was too calm, too enthusiastic, too casual, so casual that it didn't contain any distracting thoughts.Instead, Gu Qinghou's heart sank gradually.

His heart sank deeper and deeper, and the smile on his face gradually couldn't be maintained.

Last night, those waves of drinking, laughter, and joy last night.It seems to disappear in an instant.

He tugged at the skirt of his clothes, and gradually clenched his hands tightly, feeling awkward, disappointed, and sore in his heart.

He was sitting on the ottoman, he was too lazy to get up, or he didn't even want to have the strength to get up, he couldn't lift his limbs.

After sitting quietly for a while, he still got up. However, the moment he walked out of the inner hall, just as King Rong turned around after washing, his gaze hit his front, where a small character was embroidered with the same color embroidery thread.

"deer."

The clothes are at most [-]% new, as if they have been washed many times, and they are soft and thin against the chest.Intimate with the skin.

After washing his hands, King Rong picked up the handkerchief provided by the maid and wiped it. He didn't feel anything unusual about himself from head to toe. Looking back, he smiled at Gu Qinghou, "By the way, on my birthday, you remember Come early."

Gu Qinghou stared blankly at his face.

"I'll be late..." King Rong paused, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you."

Gu Qinghou still looked at him.

King Rong walked up to him, looked at his face, and said, "Are you sick?" He stretched out his hand to lightly touch his forehead.

Gu Qinghou let him act.

King Rong touched it and looked at him suspiciously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Qinghou's eyelashes trembled and drooped down, casting a thick shadow on the lower eyelids, his voice was vague and light, and said: "I may be sick."

King Rong frowned and lowered his head, looking at his face, "If you're sick, you should talk about it. What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Gu Qinghou shook his head, "...I'm dizzy, I want to go back and rest."

After he finished speaking, he walked out on his own.King Rong looked at him and shouted, "I'll get you a doctor."

The person behind seemed to have sent two servants to serve him, but he didn't realize it, and his two eyes were looking straight ahead, as if looking at the road, and as if letting go.The servant was talking behind him, but he didn't hear clearly, and he didn't answer. He walked all the way back to the theater and lay down on the bed for three days.

During this period, various people came and went by his side, and the doctor came here again, but he couldn't get a good or bad diagnosis after taking the pulse, so he had to prescribe sedative medicine for him.The maids surrounded him in the inner hall, and came up after a while to inquire about his situation.

He felt annoyed, turned over and pretended to sleep.

He didn't know where he had gone wrong, but he felt a heavy heart, confusion, and fatigue.If his heart were cut open, the thick ropes twisted inside might be revealed, messy and full.

He wanted to reach out and feel the ropes.

He couldn't lift his fingertips to his heels. Sometimes he really fell asleep, and sometimes he pretended to sleep.Maybe he is really sick?

This afternoon, when he opened his eyes, the sky outside the glass window was dim, and there was a dark cloud of dirty gray.It was pouring rain, and the sound of the rain was like thousands of beating drums, beating the world outside the courtyard, the courtyard wall, the green brick floor, the plum trees with only branches and leaves, everything.

In the early summer, God changed his face when he said that he would change his face. One moment the weather was sunny, but the next moment it was stormy. You don’t know your parents.

Gu Qinghou quietly looked at the gray glass window.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, and asked the maid outside the house, "What day is it today?"

The maid came over and replied: "My lord, it's the ninth day of the lunar new year. Today is the prince's birthday. Before the noon banquet, I invited someone to visit you. You didn't wake up, and the visitor left."

Gu Qinghou supported the bed, listened silently, stopped for a while, and lifted the quilt.

Today is that person's birthday, he is going to have a look.

... More importantly, he could no longer bear the doubts and the ropes that filled his heart these days.

The maid hurriedly said, "It's very windy outside, young master put on the cloak."

Gu Qinghou put on his cloak in twos and twos, and picked up the green oil paper umbrella handed by the maid.The maid opened the two doors, and the storm burst in.

Unexpectedly, he was blinded by the wind and rain, hurriedly opened the oil-paper umbrella, put it on his head, and ran out of the courtyard with big strides.

As soon as he got out of the room, the wind and rain immediately ignored the oil-paper umbrella and filled his collar in an instant. He endured the sudden icy rain, shrank his neck, and ran with his head down.

As soon as he was out of the hospital, he couldn't see clearly, so he slammed into a person who was coming towards him. The shoulders of the two collided, and they were bounced away.

Lu Tong came in the rain, he was already in a mess, his hair was sticky on his face, he shouted to Gu Qinghou amidst the sound of drum beating rain: "Where are you going? Aren't you sick?"

Gu Qinghou shook his head, he didn't know why he shook his head, the rain quickly dripped down his chin, he blinked in the heavy rain, and said: "I'm going to find King Rong."

There was heavy wind and rain, and the sound of the rain was pounding, but Lu Tong keenly sensed that something was wrong, he grabbed Gu Qinghou and shouted: "The banquet is over early."

Gu Qinghou was pulled by him, couldn't break free for a while, and said loudly: "I know, but I have something important to ask him."

Lutong still grabbed him and shouted loudly: "It's his birthday today, and he has something important to do right now, you can't find him."

The two were hoarse, but their voices were still drowned in the wind and rain.

Gu Qinghou broke away his arms and said loudly persistently: "But I must ask him."

He saw that there was a little boy behind Lutong, and the little boy was holding an exquisite food box.

This food box is very exquisite, but also very ordinary.Exquisite is that he pays attention to gold and preciousness on the box body, and ordinary is that Gu Qinghou has seen them outside the gates of Qin People's Court and other courtyards, and they contain the exquisite but ordinary thoughts that King Rong sent to all beauties.

Three days ago, King Rong also gave it to the owner of a courtyard at random in front of him, seemingly caring.

Gu Qinghou glanced at it, waved Lutong's hand away, and ran in the rain.

With wet sleeves and a wet umbrella handle, he was holding the umbrella tightly, his heart beating wildly as he ran, and the rainwater spread down his face like a stream, and merged into a rainwater waterfall along his jaw.

When he sees that person, he will ask him...

Why does everyone say that he is a lustful adulterer, but inside he is a modest gentleman.

Why did he take the risk to steal him into the mansion, but he treated him with courtesy and never offended a finger.

Why is he surrounded by beauties in the courtyard, and he is intimate with him every day, but he is open and innocent to him, and he has always treated him like a confidant...

Why... his heart and his whole being, it confuses him...

He rushed into the Qunyu Courtyard, a few attendants were braving the rain to dismantle the ruined platform built in the courtyard, he buzzed in the rain and asked what, those people answered through the rain curtain.

He slowly walked out of the gate of the Qunyu Courtyard, and indeed King Rong was not in the courtyard.

The mansion is so big, and the outside of the mansion is even bigger, he doesn't know where King Rong has gone.

Holding an umbrella, he walked in a daze in the rain.

From the first day I came to the mansion, all the past flashed through my mind like a flying horse.

Surrounded by green bushes, King Rong in plain white underwear was sitting on a mat, with his bare white feet, and his toes were gently hooked...

Under a faint candle, he had thick crow-feather eyelashes hanging down, and a short and thin undergarment, revealing a white, shiny, creamy chest and wrists...

The peonies are densely blooming, and the dancer's bright red ribbons slide lightly over his plain shirt embroidered with crane patterns. He strokes the piano, smiles slightly, and follows the red ribbons with his eyes. Dazzling...

When I was new here, when I was drowsy, his fingers slid across my cheeks, and his slightly drunken voice was still in my ears...

When he was feigning illness, the maids whispered about his insanity...

As he walked, Gu Qinghou's eyes slowly lifted up.

All the doubts in my heart were drawn by a thread, and I seemed to see a clue, but I still couldn't untangle this mess.

Suddenly, his heart moved and he stopped on the spot.

Then turn around and walk towards a place.