Chapter 59 You Said It Yourself
Walking into Song Zigen’s courtyard, the courtyard is not very big. It is not even as good as a side hall in the palace.
Many officials in the capital who held lower positions than Song Zigen lived in residences that were much more luxurious and exquisite than Song Zigen’s. Although this courtyard is not big, it is very elegant.
You can tell the owner has taken good care of it.
With the same literary character as Song Zigen, Zhao Fangye looked around. It can be seen from his residence that people like Song Zigen are a breath of fresh air in the court.
Unfortunately, nowadays, officials abuse their power and treacherous ministers are in power.
There was no way that a clear-minded person like him could remain unscathed in the corrupt officialdom. If he was willing to agree, he would not have been appointed as a minister.
He still lives in this inconspicuous house in the corner of the capital city.
As I walked into the house, a scent of medicine filled the air.
Lin Rugui sat on a low stool beside the bed and fed Song Zigen medicine, while Zhao Qionghuan served him with tea for rinsing his mouth.
As soon as Song Huaixi entered the door, he ran towards Song Zigen. Looking at Song Zigen, whose face was pale and listless on the bed, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Daddy...Daddy...Daddy...please don't get sick...your face looks so ugly...does it hurt...well...don't hurt Daddy..."
He lay on Song Zigen's body, sobbing and speaking in a intermittent voice.
I feel very uncomfortable.
In his impression, Song Zigen has always been kind and elegant, and speaks slowly and leisurely. Even if he is stupid, his father will not scold him.
They just hold on to him and say that he is the Bodhi seed in front of the Buddha, and they don't understand that this mundane world is also a creation.
Such a doting, kind father. Now his cheeks are sunken and his eyes are lifeless. He no longer looks as elegant as before.
Everyone in the room was watching Song Huaixi lying on Song Zigen and crying loudly. Lin Rugui felt sad as well and turned away, secretly wiping away her tears.
Song Lianyu took the things from Zhao Qionghuan's hand, glanced at Lin Rugui and said softly, "Huanhuan, mother shouldn't be too upset."
"Yes." Zhao Qionghua nodded, stood beside Lin Rugui, held her wrist and comforted her: "Mother, Huaixi is back now. You can't hide father's illness from Huaixi."
Lin Rugui stopped crying and nodded.
Song Zigen looked at his little son with a smile in his eyes, raised his hand and stroked his head: "Huaixi is back? Why do you cry when you see daddy? Little crybaby, don't cry, daddy likes Huaixi to smile."
"Um... wuwu..." Song Huaixi raised his head and looked at his now thin face, feeling very sad: "Daddy, you have become ugly... um..."
After saying this, he choked and wanted to cry again.
"Ha ha ha ha."
After hearing this, Song Zigen suddenly became energetic and touched his sunken face.
Jokingly said: "Alas, Daddy is not very good looking. Huaixi, please don't dislike me."
Song Huaixi was amused by him and started laughing too. There were still tears on her face.
Song Zigen's eyebrows relaxed and he pinched his nose: "That's right, Huaixi looks good when she smiles."
The dull atmosphere in the room became lively because of the conversation between the two.
Zhao Fangye stood aside, looking out of place in the room. The conversation between Song Huaixi and Song Zigen sounded very strange to his ears.
Slightly absent-minded, Zhao Fangye looked at the two of them. It turned out that the relationship between father and son did not have to be a life-and-death struggle.
Could it be so intimate and warm?
The atmosphere of the Song family surprised Zhao Fangye a little. At the same time, I felt a little envious.
Like a dark tick that has mistakenly entered the sun-filled earth. My heart feels like it's being roasted on the scorching earth.
There was a crackling sound.
The reason why Song Huaixi attracted him so much was that he had something that he could never get in his entire life.
Song Huaixi chatted with Song Zigen for a while, and then it was noon.
Lin Rugui prepared a table full of dishes, and the depressing atmosphere in the mansion became much better as soon as Song Huaixi came back.
There were some delicious dishes on the table, and Zhao Fangye took a look. His eyes rested on a pale yellow pastry.
Noticing Zhao Fangye's gaze, Lin Rugui quickly said, "I don't know what you like to eat, Your Highness. Huai Xi said that you like this water chestnut cake. Please try it and see if it suits your appetite."
Zhao Fangye's heart was slightly moved. He didn't expect that Song Huaixi would take his casual words so seriously.
Zhao Fangye nodded slightly and said, "Mrs. Lin is thoughtful."
"No, no." Lin Rugui said hurriedly, "I hope Your Majesty will not despise me."
Song Huaixi picked up a piece of water chestnut cake for Zhao Fangye and put it in his bowl, saying expectantly: "This is made by my mother. My cook doesn't know how to make water chestnut cake. My mother made it specially because she was afraid you wouldn't be used to it!"
"Hey! Huaixi!"
Song Huaixi blurted out everything in one go, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.
It was too late for Lin Rugui to stop it.
Staring at the pale yellow water chestnut cake in the bowl, Zhao Fangye was moved, as if something touched deep in his heart. The emotions that were originally frozen in the dark and cold corner were melted by this warm light.
He had never been treated so meticulously before. His parents loathed him and feared him, his grandfather used him, his enemies hated him, and his subordinates feared and respected him.
On the contrary, it was in the Song family that he experienced emotions that he had never experienced in his life.
It is warm and delicate.
Seeing that he remained silent, Lin Rugui thought he looked down on her. He quickly explained.
"Your Highness, water chestnut cake is a common food in my hometown. Although it is not as exquisite as the one in the palace, it has its own unique flavor. If Your Highness doesn't like it, I will ask them to take it away immediately."
"Someone come..."
Zhao Fangye raised his hand to stop her: "No need."
I lowered my head and took a bite of the water chestnut cake. It was clearly ordinary and unremarkable. However, Zhao Fangye tasted the feeling of the two young boys sharing the piece of rice.
The two overlap, and some things that had dissipated in my heart slowly gather together.
Zhao Fangye raised his pale eyes and looked at Lin Rugui: "It tastes great, thank you mother."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the table looked at them sideways. This was the first time that Zhao Fangye called Lin Rugui "mother".
Lin Rugui's face immediately lit up with a smile, and he quickly called out, "Your Highness, please be polite. Let's eat. Come on."
After the meal, the people of the Song family became much closer to Zhao Fangye.
In the evening, Song Huaixi refused to leave the Song Mansion. He said he wanted to stay and accompany Song Zigen.
"Well, how about I pick you up in a few days?"
Zhao Fangye asked.
"No matter..."
Song Huaixi answered.
Zhao Fangye sat on a stool in Song Huaixi's room and held him in his arms.
Song Huaixi lowered his head. Seems a little unhappy.
Zhao Fangye approached him and tilted his head to look at his expression: "What's wrong?"
"I don't want you to leave..." Song Huaixi held his sleeve tightly, with reluctance in his eyes.
They were so close a few days ago. Song Huaixi felt unhappy when he thought about sleeping alone.
He has become accustomed to Zhao Fangye's arms.
Zhao Fangye had no choice but to agree to stay in the Song Mansion with Song Huaixi for a few days.
night.
Song Huaixi rolled back and forth several times on his bed.
He hasn't gone back to his room to sleep for a long time. All he saw were objects familiar to him.
After washing up, Zhao Fangye stood in front of the bed and took off his clothes. Song Huaixi stared at his exposed skin intently.
His eyes lingered on his tight waistline, and Song Huaixi was well aware of the explosive power there. My body started to heat up and I couldn't help but swallow secretly.
Noticing his gaze, Zhao Fangye stopped wearing underwear. He climbed onto the bed naked and held Huai Xi under him.
The voice was low and sexy, and the pale eyes were fixed on him. "What are you looking at, little greedy cat?"
When Song Huaixi saw his handsome face so close to her, her face turned red. Pull the quilt up to cover your face.
Zhao Fangye immediately stopped his actions and bent down to kiss his lips. At the same time, she took his hand and touched her waist.
The atmosphere between the bed curtains immediately became charming, and Song Huaixi naturally enjoyed the taste. He hugged Zhao Fangye's neck and hummed softly, his desire not concealed at all.
Zhao Fangye knew what he meant, and he leaned on the bed to distance himself from her. His pale eyes showed restraint: "Be good, your injury is not healed yet."
Song Huaixi was relentless and kept pestering him, "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."
"You said so yourself."
Zhao Fangye's eyes suddenly darkened and he reached out to pull the bed curtain. The bed immediately became dark.
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