Chunrou is drunk with the flowing clouds

The sun flashes by in a flash, and three years pass by.

Tiandu, Yu Garden.

Gentle breeze sways the willows, spring is bustling. Under the luxuriant crabapple blossoms, the black clothes and sandalwood belt give off a sense of coldness and loneliness.

"Father, hug me!"

The two-year-old little dumpling blinked its big round eyes and stumbled towards Ji Mingxiu. There were a few streaks of dust on its face that came from nowhere, turning the soft little dumpling into a dirty little dumpling.

“Tsk.”

Not long after Ji Mingxiu carried A Yuan, Li Qingyun, who had been following behind Naituanzi calmly, took him over with great skill.

"How old are you and still want your father to hold you?"

He pinched A Yuan's chubby little face. This little bastard really had no idea how much he ate.

Although Your Majesty gave birth to the child safely, her health has become weaker in recent years and she has been taking nourishing prescriptions. Even he doesn't dare to often drag Your Majesty to do whatever he wants. But this little bastard relies on Your Majesty's favor and jumps up and down all day long and is very restless.

If it weren't for this soft and pitiful little face...

He glanced sideways at His Majesty and then at A Yuan, whose face was blushing in his arms. Li Qingyun's heart softened almost instantly.

"When you grow up a little bit, your father won't be able to hold you."

Ji Mingxiu gently tapped A Yuan's forehead. Perhaps it was because even those with evil hearts looked kind. Compared to the others, this child was indeed more attached to Li Qingyun, so he could naturally save himself some trouble.

He recalled how when A Yuan was just born, he was a tiny ball, which made him so worried. But now, in the blink of an eye, he could already call "Father".

Ji Mingxiu's eyes flickered slightly, and the tiny rays of light fell on Li Qingyun's fingertips as he teased A Yuan.

He intended to find a teacher for A Yuan, and the most suitable candidate was naturally Li Qingyun, who had nothing serious to do and spent his days wandering around the palace. He had never thought that Li Qingyun would agree to this, after all, the Imperial Master was his teacher, and Li Qingyun had fought with the Imperial Master for most of his life, so how could he be inferior to the Imperial Master because of this matter?

But when he mentioned it casually, Li Qingyun was silent for just a moment, and then agreed very straightforwardly, and even took care of almost all the trivial matters in A Yuan's life, which really saved him a lot of worries.

Perhaps it was because his sluggish gaze was a little heavy, Li Qingyun suddenly raised his head and smiled at him, with spring water flowing in his eyes.

Of course he is willing.

This was a long-overdue gift for him.

Li Qingyun silently mused in his heart, he had been very unwilling in the past, hating that they were all close to him, but why was it that he was the corrupt official in power, and no matter what he did, His Majesty had to be on high alert, destined to come to the point of swords against each other.

But now...

His affectionate gaze fell on A Yuan's features, which were 80% similar to His Majesty's. After all, God repaid the big, but small regret in his heart in another way.

"What is your majesty thinking about?"

Li Qingyun held A Yuan in his arms with one hand, blocking A Yuan's gaze when he turned back, and held Ji Mingxiu's hand and hooked it slightly, which caused a few traces of itchiness in his palm, as if it was some kind of unspoken invitation.

"Don't mess around..."

Ji Mingxiu glared at him with a hint of displeasure, and the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, three points more beautiful than the crabapple blossoms in front of him.

Li Qingyun's dark eyes swept across the dark green branches behind Ji Mingxiu's body without leaving a trace, and then fell on His Majesty's lips, leaving a light kiss.

"How can it be considered as random what my heart desires?"

"you!"

Ji Mingxiu was very angry at his reckless and frivolous behavior. It would have been fine on normal days, but since A Yuan was still here, he didn't have to worry about spoiling the child.

"Well...Okay, I think A Yuan is hungry too, so why don't I take A Yuan back first?"

Seeing that His Majesty was about to get angry, Li Qingyun quickly stepped back with a smile, and left the Yu Garden with A Yuan in his arms. Before leaving, he did not forget to flirt with him, looking for opportunities to take the initiative at any time and place.

Really... all these years have been wasted.

Ji Mingxiu shook his head with amusement. A wisp of wind quietly passed through his hair, and petals of crabapple blossoms fell in front of his eyes.

As if he had sensed something from the unknown heart, he turned around suddenly and saw Gu Zi'an.

I don't know how long I stood in the inky shadow.

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"When did you come back?"

Ji Mingxiu raised his head and looked into Gu Zi'an's deep and dark eyes, a little stunned.

Gu Zi'an did say that he would return to Tiandu in the next few days, but why was it so sudden and there was no notification or anything?

The petals in front of his forehead were gently lifted up, and he saw the crushed piece of Sichuan red and the deep sorrow in Gu Zian's eyes.

He knew what it was.

"Ah Yuan, he..."

Before he could finish his words, Gu Zi'an's trembling palm had already been placed on his lips, stopping him from saying anything. His hesitant look was just like the pleading look he had that year.

"Your Majesty, I understand..."

No, what do you understand?

How could this situation be the same as it was back then?

A soft meow of a cat interrupted the floating sadness. Ji Mingxiu lowered his eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of a dark little head emerging from Gu Zi'an's arms.

"Xiao Hei!"

Ever since he left Northern Frontier, he had been thinking about Xiao Hei in his heart, but he never expected that Gu Zian would bring him back.

Gu Zi'an pushed Xiao Hei in front of Ji Mingxiu, his lips twitched a few times, but it was unclear who he was talking about.

"As soon as your Majesty left, it wanted to be with you."

"Last time it was inconvenient due to the war. This time if I don't bring it back, it will be angry."

“That’s true.”

Ji Mingxiu didn't hear the hidden meaning in his words. He lowered his head and concentrated on rubbing the little furry ears. Xiao Hei also squinted his eyes and happily nudged into his palm with great enjoyment.

"Now Xiaobai has a companion. You are not allowed to bully Xiaobai."

Arrogant, foolish but beautiful Xiaobai probably never imagined that her days of dominating the palace would come to an end so soon.

The tiny light from between the leaves fell on His Majesty's fair neck, which moved Gu Zi'an's heart. He approached slowly and unnoticed, until he was so close that if His Majesty raised his head, he could kiss His Majesty's lips.

“Hmm!”

Ji Mingxiu consciously let go of the hand that was holding Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei, who was very interested, also disappeared among the clusters of flowers.

The entanglement of lips and teeth made people confused. Gu Zi'an's hands holding His Majesty's waist tightened inch by inch. He reached into the robe and caressed the slight rise and fall of Ji Mingxiu's chest in an ambiguous way, but his heart was filled with bitterness.

How could he dare to ask what he couldn't ask?

Your Majesty is the Majesty of all the people in the world, not just his.

But as long as it is His Majesty's child, it is Gu Zi'an's child.

The gentle licking made the soft lips turn bright red, and Ji Mingxiu finally came back to his senses in panic from Gu Zi'an's restless palm.

“Stop… stop.”

He didn't look into Gu Zi'an's eyes again. There was too much desire in those eyes, so hot that he would lose control completely with the slightest response.

Before he sinks into oblivion with you, he has something more important to make clear.

"Ayuan has also celebrated his second birthday. I have long wanted to make him the crown prince, but it has never been put on the agenda."

Ji Mingxiu awkwardly buried his face in Gu Zi'an's hair to hide the blush that spread behind his ears. The moisture from his warm breath made Gu Zi'an's Adam's apple move slightly, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his heart.

"Because his...father has not returned yet, he has not been given a proper name."

The tips of his ears were swollen and seemed to be on fire. There were some things that he was too embarrassed to say even in writing, so he had not spoken for a long time. He thought that things would work out when Gu Zian came back, so he would wait until he asked.

But Gu Zi'an looked so resentful, and it didn't look like he wanted to get things straight, so he had to be the first to ask.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?!"

Gu Zi'an's eyes suddenly widened, looking at him in disbelief, his lips trembling and unable to speak, even the hands holding his waist were shaking.

Is that what he meant?

He stood there in a daze, feeling his thoughts like beads that had suddenly broken their string, scattering one by one on the ground. He wanted to grab onto something but in an instant they became a mess.

If... it really is...

How much suffering and hardship did Your Majesty endure behind his back?

No wonder your majesty's body looks so thin and fragile.

The huge surprise and love made Gu Zian dizzy. He hugged His Majesty tightly, the red in his eyes burned into a piece, and countless voices were jumping and whispering in his heart.

What virtue and ability does he have? What virtue and ability does he have?

"So... have you thought about rehabilitating A-Yuan's name?"

Ji Mingxiu couldn't stand Gu Zi'an's silly look, so he poked his waist with his fingertips teasingly.

"Ayuan's...father."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Zian's breathing was choked again.

"I...I haven't...thought about it..."

The general who had remained calm in the face of millions of enemies on the battlefield now had his heart beating wildly. He was so nervous that he spoke incoherently and his voice was low and hoarse.

How could he dare to think of such a thing? Naturally, he never thought about naming his own child one day.

And it is his and His Majesty's child.

"It's okay. You can think about it slowly. There's still a lot of time to go."

Yes, they still have a long, long time to go, enough time for them to drink wine and talk poetry, and enough time for them to be sentimental.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

He obviously loves Your Majesty so much, but he always says sorry to Your Majesty.

"Pfft, you know I don't want to hear that."

Ji Mingxiu's blushing ears were hidden between his brows, and his warm lips were stained with misty breath, which was a silent response.

The water of the clear pond ripples, half intoxicating and unconscious.

Outside the window, a few crabapple trees are in full bloom in spring, their branches trembling slightly and swaying endlessly.

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