Chapter 28 Ending Slender fingers randomly blocked Song Heng's mouth...

The slender fingers blocked Song Heng's mouth.

"Don't, I'm awake now. I'll get up right away."

"No, hold me for a while longer."

Both are quiet.

Last night I did everything I should have done, everything I shouldn't have done, everything extraordinary and nothing extraordinary.

Disgusted? Not really. Do I just want to find a cure for the person in front of me? I'm not that great.

So, his sexual orientation, is he male? It seems not. He glanced at the person in his arms who was still shy and like a mimosa. It seemed that he was the only one.

"Is there any way not to leave?"

"Host's mission is complete. Are you not planning to leave?"

"Yes." There is nothing worth lingering in the real world.

Here, there is an important person.

"Host, if you give up the reward of returning to your original world, you can stay here forever."

"What about you?" The system sensed that it was about to leave.

"Yes, my host's mission is complete, and I will leave. There are still countless miserable cannon fodders in the world waiting for me, Tongzi, to redeem them."

"I'll stay for two more days and then leave."

*

Lu Zhifeng of Chinese medicine escaped unharmed.

This kind of thing must be stopped. After multiple screenings, the culprit turned out to be the woman who came out to dance with a sword among the envoys.

She is the fifth princess of the enemy country. She came here this time as a friendship gift from the emperor of the enemy country to Song Heng.

Commonly known as the beauty that comes to your door.

Unfortunately, the beauty had a bad temper and did not like Song Heng. However, after appreciating Lu Zhifeng's sword dance, she fell in love with him. Thinking that Lu Zhifeng was also in the palace, she thought that he was no ordinary person.

Intend to make the matter a fait accompli.

Unexpectedly, despite the tight net we had laid, the man still escaped, and he kept calling out "Your Majesty".

This matter involved foreign envoys, so it was not easy to handle. The only option was to have the enemy emperor strip her of her royal status and never allow her to enter the capital.

Song Heng handled all these matters. He had troubled people, but he couldn't just let them work for him.

That's truly an evil capitalist.

After intercepting these tasks, in addition to the fact that Lu Zhifeng was in good health and had no time, Song Heng also needed to arrange some personal matters among them.

"Your Majesty, why do you come home so late lately?" Song Heng had never clearly expressed his feelings, and Lu Zhifeng was unsure, especially since Song Heng had been coming home late every day these past few days. His uneasiness grew even worse.

After all, it is a great offense against the whole world.

It's understandable that you're unwilling. It's already great that you can stay by His Majesty's side.

"I've been busy with official duties these days and came back late. My dear, you can go to bed early. Don't tire yourself out." For the first time, I didn't know my limits and underestimated myself, which hurt others.

Song Heng: "Are you feeling well?"

Lu Zhifeng paused for a moment before speaking, "The medicine your majesty gave me is excellent. I'm much better now."

"Go to sleep."

"Your Majesty, you are not fully recovered yet." A buzzing voice came from his arms.

Song Heng patted Lu Zhifeng on the head and said, "I am not that kind of person, and I don't have only these feelings towards you. Don't think too much and go to sleep obediently."

Song Heng's words were like a reassurance, and Lu Zhifeng took them in. Embracing each other, the two fell asleep in the same bed, bathed in the moonlight.

In the next few days, Song Heng was even busier. Not only did he come home late, he also got up early.

What the hell.

Song Heng has been extremely busy these days. In addition to negotiating terms of trade policy, he is also responsible for the restoration and revival of the entire dynasty.

Of course, the most important thing is to give Lu Zhifeng a surprise.

Since I've done a thorough analysis before, I've decided that he's the one I'm sure of. Young people in the new era won't engage in dynasty-style affairs, with three wives and four concubines.

Once I decide on him, then he is the one, and the rest of my life will be included in it.

The pressure from the secular world meant that they were destined to be king and subject in appearance, and husband and wife in private.

The pressure cannot be withstood, but the ceremony cannot be missed.

"Your Majesty, I have overstepped the bounds." Lu Zhifeng's voice was hoarse.

"What are you thinking about? What did you do?"

"The king is the king, the minister is the minister, and the relationship has exceeded the limit." Lu Zhifeng's thoughts raced while he was recuperating from his injuries, and he came to this conclusion.

"Eryou, I tacitly agreed, so it's not an overstep." Song Heng interlocked his fingers with Lu Zhifeng's, covered Lu Zhifeng's eyes with a black scarf, and led him out of the house. "Now I'll tell you the answer."

"Your Majesty, where are you taking me?" After walking a distance, Lu Zhifeng felt a little nervous.

"arrive."

Song Heng gently untied the black scarf.

What comes into view is the sky full of red candles, the flickering candlelight reflecting off the water in the lake, as if the sky and the earth are dotted with stars.

A red brocade carpet led directly to the pavilion in the center of the lake. Standing on either side were familiar faces. The two in the front were the current imperial tutor, Lu Zhifeng's father. The other was the imperial concubine.

Considered a parent. Although there were rumors about the two of them, it was natural for Song Heng to completely reveal the truth and not accept it for a while. It was natural for him not to be angry when he raised a well-raised Duan Fang Gongzi and was just taken away like that.

One of Song Heng’s personal matters, of course, is to deal with his father-in-law.

Hard work pays off, and Song Heng finally got what he wanted.

The two elders stood at the front, holding red robes in their hands.

Song Heng was just about to take the wedding gown that his father-in-law had prepared for him, but the Grand Tutor picked up the gown first and pretended to throw it at Song Heng.

"Father, don't." Lu Zhifeng immediately stopped his father when something unexpected happened. "Don't hit your Majesty. I was the one who was moved first."

"You..." Seeing his son like this, the Taifu's blood boiled, and finally, "Forget it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

"But Your Majesty, you can't let Feng'er down!"

Song Heng remained silent for a while and bowed deeply to the Grand Tutor.

He said solemnly, "Of course."

"Change your clothes." The Grand Tutor did not make any unnecessary moves and handed the wedding dress to Song Heng solemnly.

The two of them wore bright red wedding gowns and held a bright red hydrangea together.

The first bow is to the closest relatives in front of you.

Walking along the red brocade carpet, facing the flower petals scattered all over the road, we went forward. In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the swaying red candles became more obvious.

Second, bow to heaven and earth.

Gold, silver, silk, jewelry, jade, everything valuable that Song Heng could afford was placed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There is no such thing as a gay marriage process in the world. I think all these rare treasures piled up on the road ahead are also a good match for the ten-mile red wedding.

No matter how much jewelry you give to important people, it is never too much.

Husband and wife bow to each other.

"The ceremony is over." Wang Dequan said.

Close relatives gathered around to congratulate him, and laughter and blessings could be heard from the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Everyone is drunk." Song Heng leaned close to Lu Zhifeng's ear and whispered in it.

"Yes, your majesty." A smile filled his eyes, but tears welled up in them.

"Why are you crying?" Song Heng wiped the tears from Lu Zhifeng's face. "I'm sorry, it's a big deal, so I can't announce it to the public when all the guests are gathered."

"No, Your Majesty has done very well. I am deeply moved."

Lu Zhifeng: "For someone of this status, it's truly rare to be able to do this."

"While they are all drunk, how about Eryou accompany me to do something just for the two of us?"

*

It is inevitable to drink some wine on a wedding day. Song Heng overestimated himself again. He didn't expect that only a little bit would make him drunk.

When I returned, the room was decorated in red.

Red tents and red quilts create a festive atmosphere.

"My dear, would you like a cup of wedding wine?"

"good."

After drinking the wedding wine, the passion surged up wildly in the ambiguous atmosphere.

Lu Zhifeng's whole body was burning hot, swaying in the water like seaweed. The heat solidified and burned to ashes when it touched the bottom.

My consciousness floated up and down overnight, leaving only struggle and obedience.

The wine is getting stronger and the spring thoughts are flowing.

The mandarin duck embroidered quilt is covered with red waves.

…

The moon is at its zenith, leaving only one room filled with beauty.

The next morning, Song Heng woke up and got up lightly to go to court.

"Host."

Song Heng, who was having breakfast, seemed to sense something and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"I wish you all the best. I'm going to the next world. Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

[Task assigned by Song Heng, mission completed.]

【goodbye. 】

"System?" He felt empty inside and really left.

Wang Dequan saw Song Heng was stunned and reminded him, "Your Majesty, it's time to attend the morning court."

Life must go on.

In the secular world, Song Heng and Lu Zhifeng are in a delicate balance of tit-for-tat during the day and cuddling in bed late at night.

There were rumors that the two of them were not getting along. One night, Song Heng played too much, and the next day, Lord Lu was in a bad mood.

The most the ministers could do was sigh, saying that Lord Lu was so miserable, he was punished again.

If Song Heng knew, he would definitely say that he was punished, and the punishment was very severe.

For more than 20 years, Song Heng applied the knowledge he learned in history class to this dynasty that was in need of reconstruction.

Drawing on the essence of history, it has become increasingly prosperous over the past two decades, even reaching its peak.

The two have a deep relationship, but friction is inevitable.

"My dear, do you also hope that I can expand my harem?" Song Heng discovered that the document at the top of the memorial was actually the letter from Lu Zhifeng requesting to expand his harem.

"Your Majesty has now achieved great success. If it weren't for this stain from me, you would be truly worthy of being called the greatest emperor of all time."

"Do you like me, my dear?"

"I like Your Majesty, so I don't want Your Majesty to have a bad reputation."

"Success depends on the heart. I have a clear conscience towards the people of the world. I wish the same for you, my beloved."

After he finished speaking from the heart, he felt a soft touch on his lips. This was the first time that Lord Lu, who had always been very shy, took the initiative.

Now that people have taken the initiative, why bother with these things? Just put everything aside.

When they were halfway there, they saw that his expression was not right, and they thought that he was worried about the harem again.

"I am not the only one with royal blood."

Lu Zhifeng thought of something, and his bright red lips opened and closed, "Oh, right, His Majesty has a younger brother."

"Tomorrow, bring the concubine's son to you, my dear, and you will be his teacher."

"good."

"continue……"

"……continue."

The curtains fall, and the room is filled with spring flowers again.

At the morning court the next day, after hearing Song Heng's plan, everyone in the court stopped pursuing him.

The next thing to consider is the education of the successor.

"The pressure has finally been transferred." After the country was back on track, Song Heng was almost of age as the crown prince, and affairs were gradually transferred to him.

"Your Majesty has been very hard-working in recent years, and it's as you should be."

…

The bad attitude is contagious very quickly. The person who chased me and asked me to work hard in the past is now slacking off.

"When he comes of age, I will abdicate. Accompany my beloved to search for the freedom you longed for as a child."

Lu Zhifeng found it a little difficult to talk about his dark history, but Song Heng's idea was too charming and he couldn't deceive his heart.

"good."

So I agreed.

The 20th year of the Song Dynasty.

The emperor's abdication and succession ceremony.

"Aiqing, no, it should be Eryou, I am free."

"Yuyan, I'm free too."

"We have plenty of time to travel around the country. Where do you plan to go first?"

"Wherever Yuyan goes, I go."

"How about Jiangnan? The scenery is picturesque. Let's watch the firefly night scene again."

"Make another wish?"

But it has been realized.

To be with the person in front of you forever.

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The author has something to say: As the wine gets stronger, spring thoughts surge, and the mandarin duck embroidered quilt turns red in the waves.

—Selected from Liu Yong's "Dielianhua·Fengqiwu"

This plane has ended.

A to-be-determined extra chapter will be released after the full text is completed.

1. Forum-style later life extra

2. If Line: What if Lu Zhifeng traveled back to Song Heng's childhood?