250, playing the piano
250, playing the piano
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"Master, we're here."
The carriage stopped and the guards outside spoke to the masters in the carriage.
Before Zhao Lang could say anything, the person sleeping in his arms opened their eyes. Lu Mingfei sat up, holding his dizzy head with his hand, and looked at Zhao Lang and asked, "Where are we?"
"Xingchun Garden." Zhao Lang gently massaged the young man's temples with both hands and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'll be fine after a while. Let's go down first." Lu Mingfei grabbed Zhao Lang's hand and said with a smile.
As the two men disembarked from the carriage, Lu Mingfei realized that this time their carriage had gone directly into the courtyard, not just to the gate of Xingchun Garden as last time. He figured it was because Zhao Lang was showing his true face today and it was inconvenient for him to show his face in public.
The beautiful sister who received them last time did not show up, and they were the only ones in the courtyard.
Zhao Lang waved his hand and asked the guards to go back first. He then took Lu Mingfei into the house.
There was a table full of delicious dishes on the table in the room, and they were all Lu Mingfei's favorite dishes.
"Wow, so many dishes! How did you know I was hungry?" Seeing the table full of dishes, Lu Mingfei sat down without saying a word, picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat into his mouth. He did not forget to call the person who was watching him to sit down, "You sit down too, sit down and eat together."
"Oh, you don't know how stingy the emperor is. He didn't even provide us with a cup of tea when we were sent to the palace to take the exam. I'm so thirsty and hungry." There were only the two of them here, so Lu Mingfei didn't worry that anyone would hear him complaining about the emperor.
Hearing this, Zhao Lang smiled and sat down next to Lu Mingfei. He picked up the bowl in front of Lu Mingfei and filled it with soup for him. "Eat slowly. All the dishes on this table are yours. No one is going to snatch them from you. If there's not enough, I'll ask for more later."
"That's enough, the two of us definitely can't finish all the food on this table." Lu Mingfei picked up the soup and slurped down half a bowl. In return, he picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in Zhao Lang's bowl, "You eat too."
"I wanted to tell you last time that the food at Xingchun Garden is really delicious. Where did you find the chef?"
"They are descendants of the imperial chefs from the palace. Their ancestors worked in the palace." Zhao Lang looked at the extra meat in the bowl and saw the people who were eating happily, so he also picked up the chopsticks in front of him to pick up the food and eat.
Seeing Lu Mingfei eating with such relish, even the ordinary dishes he ate on weekdays tasted particularly good today.
After devouring the meal, Lu Mingfei burped, touched his full stomach, looked at the person who had put down his chopsticks, and asked, "Are you full?"
"Well, I'm full. Are you full?" Zhao Lang picked up the handkerchief to wipe the boy's mouth, and looked at the boy with a gentle smile in his eyes.
"I'm full too. I'll do it myself."
Lu Mingfei took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth. After wiping it clean, he asked Zhao Lang: "What should we do next? Is there anything fun here?" Although he and Zhao Lang had been here once before, they only had a meal here and then left, so he didn't know what entertainment programs were available in Xingchun Garden.
Hearing this, Zhao Lang's expression paused for a moment, and he asked, "I'll play the piano for you, okay?"
"Okay." Lu Mingfei agreed happily.
Seeing Zhao Lang's expression, he knew that the entertainment provided to them here was probably to watch beautiful girls playing the piano. However, it was obvious that the prince did not want to call those beautiful girls to provide them with such entertainment, so he took the lead himself.
He was probably the only person in the world who could make Zhao Shidan play the piano and provide entertainment, right? He felt amused again.
The two of them changed their place and walked to the tea room on the side.
The tea room's floor was covered with a soft carpet, upon which sat a low table for tea and several round cushions for people to sit on. On a table in the corner sat an incense burner, incense burning in it. Curls of white smoke drifted from the burner, filling the room with a faint floral fragrance.
Lu Mingfei sat down on the cushion and picked up the hot water on the small charcoal stove to make tea.
Zhao Lang called for a zither and placed it across from Lu Mingfei. He glanced at the young man drinking tea, then sat down in front of the zither, crossed his legs, and placed his hands on it. After trying a few notes, he began to play.
The strings were plucked and a pleasant sound was heard.
Lu Mingfei's attention was always on Zhao Lang. He rested his chin on his hand as he watched the young master playing the piano. His gaze fell on the young master's handsome face, from his charming eyes, along his tall nose, and finally on his bright red lips.
[Mm, Young Master is so handsome.] Lu Mingfei thought to himself. Looking at the Young Master's bright red face and beautiful lips, his mind couldn't help but recall what they had just done in the carriage.
As for Zhao Lang, the person involved, how could he not know that Lu Mingfei was staring at him, even staring at his lips. He naturally knew that his face was extremely attractive to Lu Huiyuan, otherwise Lu Huiyuan would not have agreed to date him in the first place.
However, no matter what the reason was for Lu Mingfei to agree to be with him, as long as Lu Mingfei agreed, he would not let this person escape from him.
The two people looked at each other from a distance, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Finding it a bit boring to sit here and watch Zhao Lang playing the piano, Lu Mingfei picked up another cup of tea, stood up, walked over to Zhao Lang and sat down, feeding the tea to Zhao Lang's mouth, "Open your mouth."
Zhao Lang stopped playing the piano. He reached out and grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand, pulling Lu Mingfei into his arms.
"Hey! It's going to spill out!" The tea in his hand almost spilled out, and Lu Mingfei warned someone.
"Don't worry, just pour it out when it shakes out." Zhao Lang grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand holding the teacup, and drank all the tea in the cup with Lu Mingfei's hand. Then he took the teacup from Lu Mingfei's hand and threw it to the ground.
The two looked at each other. Lu Mingfei raised his hand to touch Zhao Lang's chin and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to continue playing?"
"What other song do you want to hear?" Zhao Lang asked, staring at Lu Huiyuan in his arms.
"It's all right, whatever you want. I like to listen to whatever you play." Lu Mingfei rubbed his head against Zhao Lang's chest and yawned. "I'm a little sleepy. I want to sleep."
"Then go to sleep. Do you still want to listen to music?"
"Just play a song."
Zhao Lang wasn't angry that Lu Huiyuan used his piano music as a lullaby. If it were anyone else, he would have twisted their head off and used it as a ball. But because this person was someone he liked, he felt a little happy that his piano playing could make Lu Mingfei fall asleep.
I wonder if Lu Huiyuan thought of him in his dreams after he fell asleep?
Zhao Lang looked at the person leaning on his shoulder with his eyes closed, put his hand on the strings, and gently plucked them.
"Wake me up in an hour." Lu Mingfei was afraid that his family was waiting for him to return.
"Yeah." Zhao Lang responded, and bent down to kiss Lu Huiyuan on the forehead.
After a while, he felt the person in his arms breathing lightly, and it seemed that she had fallen asleep. He stopped playing the string music, hugged the person in his arms with one hand, and let the person lie down and sleep with her head resting on his thighs.
Maybe he was too tired, and Lu Mingfei didn't wake up when he moved him.
After the person in his arms fell asleep, the entire tea room became quiet, with only the white smoke from the incense burner in the corner rising continuously.
The room was filled with tranquility, and even his heart was at peace at this moment. Zhao Lang lowered his eyes and looked at the boy sleeping on his lap. His gaze moved from the boy's round and plump forehead to his tightly closed eyes.
He had a pair of beautiful eyebrows, neither too thick nor too thin, as if they had been trimmed with a knife, curved and particularly beautiful. Below the eyebrows were two eyelashes that were like small brushes, long and thick.
At this time, the boy fell asleep with his eyes closed, and his pupils could not be seen.
When the boy is awake, his eyes are bright and there is always a hint of smile in them. One can tell at a glance that he is a good-tempered person.
Zhao Lang knew he had never been a good-tempered person, so he liked people like Lu Mingfei. Because Lu Mingfei was the only one who wasn't afraid of him. And he also liked being with Lu Mingfei, no matter in the past or now.
Many years ago, he discovered that he liked being with Lu Mingfei. He liked Lu Mingfei's personality, his smile, and his tenacity and upward spirit. Lu Mingfei was like a bamboo growing in the ground. No matter the wind or rain, this person would grow upwards section by section at his own pace.
As for when he started to like Lu Mingfei, Zhao Lang himself was not quite sure. Perhaps when he found himself beginning to feel possessive of this person, he had already fallen in love with this person from then on.
He wanted to own this person, to possess this person, to have her for himself and for himself alone.
Whenever he thought of Lu Mingfei marrying another woman, he wanted to tear that woman apart, destroy heaven and earth, and not allow Lu Mingfei to get too close to anyone else. When he discovered that he had such a crazy and possessive desire for Lu Mingfei, even he was a little shocked.
But all the crazy thoughts disappeared unconsciously after seeing Lu Mingfei.
Zhao Lang knew that he couldn't bear to hurt this person. If Lu Mingfei rejected him that day, he thought he would probably walk away and never see this person again, and then spend ten or eight years, or even longer, to forget this person.
Or maybe, he will never forget Lu Mingfei for the rest of his life.
But fortunately, Lu Mingfei agreed to be with him that day, and from that day on, their destinies were firmly tied together.
"Lu Mingfei, you promised me that I would never let you go in this life." Zhao Lang raised his hand, and the tip of his finger gently touched the boy's eyebrows, followed by his high nose bridge, and finally landed on the boy's lips.
He gently touched the boy's lips, which were very soft.
He also knew the feeling of kissing...
Then, as if he was possessed by a poison, he could not help but lower his head and kiss his boy.
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