My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 75
The night was dark, and the sound of hooves of horses could be heard from the empty Gu Mansion, occasionally mixed with uncontrollable low-pitched panting.
Gu Lang buried his face between Murong Yan’s neck, the fine sweat on his forehead blended with the sticky sweat on his neck. He grabbed Murong Yan’s red dress with ten fingers, and it shattered silently on the swaying horse, “Murong… stop, stop… um…”
Murong Yan lightly bit his clavicle, which was slightly open, and hugged him tighter, “You should tell Ah Ci to stop.”
“You… um…” Gu Lang trembled so softly that his waist was soft, and he was very doubtful that he had just agreed to mount a horse with Murong Yan when he was just obsessed.
He shook his fingertips and touched behind him, trying to pull the reins, but Murong Yan grabbed it with one hand and pulled back to kiss her lips lightly.
“You are even redder than this wedding dress,” Murong Yan’s hot breath fell on the end of his eyes, panting, “It’s so beautiful…”
Gu Lang raised his head slightly, his fingertips rubbed the sweat on his neck, and said with a trembling, “You are also red…”
A Ci flicked his tail, neighed, and ran around the moonlight on the wall…
Sun Fang and Xu Jing’er squatted under the window of the prince’s bedroom, and they didn’t hear anything until midnight.
“That’s not right,” Xu Jing’er said in confusion, “Why is there no sound? Is the crown prince… no way?”
Sun Fang said helplessly: “There seems to be no one inside.”
“No one?” Xu Jing’er said, “Where did the prince and the others go?”
Sun Fang shook his head and persuaded: “Since they are not here, let’s go?”
“No,” Xu Jing’er said unwillingly, “I’ve already come, how can I not hear anything! Wait a minute, maybe they’ll be back in a while.”
But they waited for a long time, and when Xu Jinger couldn’t help falling asleep, the prince and princess didn’t come back.
Sun Fang carried the sleepy Xu Jinger on his back, and just stepped out of the gate of the East Palace, when he saw Murong Yan riding his horse, holding Gu Lang who was asleep in his arms.
Sun Fang said tremblingly, “Big, big boss…”
Murong Yan glanced at Xu Jing’er on his back and asked Sun Fang, “What are you doing here?”
“I, I…” Sun Fang stammered, rolled his eyes, and said, “Enjoy, admire the moon! Tonight’s moon is really round!”
Xu Jing’er on his back suddenly moved and murmured, “Prince…Is the prince back? The bridal chamber…I want to listen to the bridal chamber…”
Sun Fang: “…”
Murong Yan gave a meaningful “Oh”.
“No, no,” Sun Fang said anxiously, “Old Master, listen to my explanation!”
Murong Yan: “Then you say it.”
“I, we really…” The more Sun Fang said, the lower his voice became, “Yes, we are here to admire the moon.”
“Then listen to the bridal chamber by the way?” Murong Yan said with a smile, “It’s been a long time for you, you have to wait? Do you still want to listen?”
“No, no,” Sun Fang was so frightened that his legs were softened, and he even suspected that he would be thrown into the pond to feed the fish tomorrow, “We will go back first.”
Then he ran away in a hurry, as if a ghost was chasing him.
Gu Lang rubbed against Murong Yan’s arms and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s okay,” Murong Yan hugged him tightly and whispered, “Go home.”
The next day, the old emperor was eating roast leg of lamb in the imperial study again, when he saw the little **** running in and saying that the prince and the princess had come to greet him.
“Cough cough…” The old emperor almost choked, hurriedly stuffed the leg of lamb under the table, and before he could swallow the meat in his mouth, the prince and Gu Lang came in.
“My son, please greet the emperor.” The crown prince pulled Gu Lang to his knees and kowtowed to the old emperor.
The old emperor with a mouthful of meat: “…Well.”
The prince raised his head, his nose moved, and suddenly said, “Father, the leg of lamb fell out.”
The old emperor was startled, looked down and said, “Hey? Are you here?”
Gu Lang: “…” He lied to you.
Prince: “Isn’t it in your mouth?”
Only then did the old emperor realize that he had been deceived, so he simply broke the jar and brought the leg of lamb under the table to eat.
“If you have nothing to do, go back quickly,” the old emperor said, chewing on the leg of lamb, “Is the memorial approved?”
“I have something to do,” the prince said, “I have to ask the imperial kitchen to buy more tofu so that I can make green vegetable tofu soup for the royal father.”
The old emperor: “…”
The old emperor put down the lamb shank silently, “I’ll just take two bites and have a tofu soup, right?”
Prince: “Two meals are naturally two meals.”
“You… Nizi!” the old emperor said angrily, “You go out first, I have something to tell Xiao Gu.”
The crown prince grabbed Gu Lang’s hand and said, “You are the crown prince, and you have to stand by my side.”
Gu Lang: “…”
The old emperor picked up the book and lost the prince, “So much nonsense! Hurry up and get out!”
The prince had to go out reluctantly.
Gu Lang looked at the old emperor awkwardly, “Your Majesty, I…”
The old emperor coughed.
Gu Lang: “…Father Emperor.”
The old emperor nodded and said earnestly: “I also know that he is doing it for my own good and wants me to live longer. But life and death are fate, so what is the matter of eating less meat.”
Gu Lang felt sour in his heart and didn’t know what to say.
“I used to be afraid that I would leave, and it would be too lonely to leave him alone.” The old emperor sighed, “In these years of turmoil, Lu Pingshan and Zheng Yufei have ambitions and colluded with Beiqi. In this imperial city, there are very few people who can be trusted. It can be counted… Well, it was not easy for him to come this way. I also feel sorry for him and want to share more for him, but after all, I am old and unable to do what I want.”
Gu Lang: “Father…”
The old emperor looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said, “But now he has you. He really likes you, and he always laughs when he talks about you. I haven’t seen him so happy for so many years… just him That temper, if you have someone in your heart, you won’t let it go, and I can’t control it, I just hope you will treat him well in the future.”
Gu Lang straightened his waist and said solemnly, “Don’t worry, Royal Father, I will live up to him in this life.”
“Okay,” the old emperor nodded while rubbing his beard, and said again, “Then you help the emperor to persuade him to stop the green vegetable tofu soup, okay?”
Gu Lang: “…”
Outside the door of the imperial study, Wu Liu held the knife, pulled the prince and chatted rambles, talking, and somehow, he came to Aci.
“Wu Qi said that Ah Ci seems to be a little out of spirit,” Wu Liudao said. “From last night to now, it hasn’t eaten anything, just lay sullenly in the stable, and occasionally barked a few times.”
Prince: “…Maybe I was tired last night.”