Chapter 47: Uneasy

The next day, the proposal proposed by Mr. Mu was approved, and the establishment of the school was officially on the right track.

This matter was in charge of Bachelor Mu, and Wei Heming also received a few errands, and he was busy for a few days, and even Chu Fengge rarely saw a few faces.

There was little resistance to this reform, but the courtiers were noncommittal about the prospects, and not many people realized the importance of this move, purely nodding their heads on the emperor's interest.

It's just that there are too many things to be busy with when the new deal is introduced, Wei Heming is very busy during the day, and he dragged his legs and feet made of mud back to the room at night, and gave a few random orders, without even taking off his clothes, he plunged into the soft bedding.

In a daze, a soft voice called him from outside the door: "Young Master." ”

Wei Heming didn't even bother to respond, his eyelids trembled, he rolled over, and continued to sleep face in, not even changing his breathing rate by half a minute.

"Young Master. The voice became more and more tactful, soft as if there was no focus, but it fell on his ears but it was no different from the noise. "The slave waits for the young master to change his clothes. ”

Wei Heming slept lightly, but he couldn't wake up, only vaguely noticed that his soft hands were wandering on his body, untying his clothes.

Wei Heming has never liked outsiders to serve him, let alone let women touch him, but he is so sleepy that he doesn't even have the strength to think, let alone stop it.

The woman's hand was as soft as the voice, and she peeled off his coat with ease, pausing as she unbuttoned her midcoat before continuing her movements.

"Bang-"

A loud bang accompanied by the woman's scream exploded in his ears, dragging Wei Heming out of the half-asleep swamp.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Chu Fengge was standing next to his bed, and a girl in pink clothes was curled up in the corner of the wall with her chest covered, moaning in pain.

"What's going on?" Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, looked at Chu Fengge, and then at the girl, with a blank expression.

Chu Fengge seemed to be trying his best to suppress his feelings, and only threw out a sentence coldly: "If you don't want to, why coax me?"

The outer room was attracted by this voice, and came in with a curtain, and when he saw the girl, he didn't dare to squeak, staring at his toes and pretending to be dumb.

Wei Heming frowned and asked, "Ji Run, what's going on?"

He made a face: "This is given by Madame." As he spoke, he scolded the girl softly: "Don't you want to say hello to the young master?"

The girl held back her tears and got up, frowned and bowed: "Slave Qingxue, see the prince, see the young master." The girl gave birth to a marked melon seed face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, white and tender skin, and sparkling eyes when she spoke.

Chu Fengge's face was even more gloomy.

Wei Heming didn't have time to comfort Chu Fengge, and asked with some confusion: "Where are you a servant? Why haven't I seen it?"

The Wei family is not big, and the servants and masters together are no more than forty people, and they don't look up every day when they bow their heads, and he can even look at the kid who pours night incense, but he has never seen such an excellent maid.

Ji Run explained: "Qingxue was sent by Mrs., and today Renyazi brought a group of boys and girls over, and Mrs. left Qingxue to serve the young master as a girl." ”

Wei Heming frowned: "How did you think of this?"

Ji Run recounted expressionlessly: "Madame said, there is no attentive service in this courtyard, not even a needle and thread person, and it is too unseemly." ”

That being said, but several people in the house are very sober, but all the children of decent families, before marriage, a few girls are sent to test one or two in sexual affairs, which is generally arranged by the elders.

The situation of the Wei family can only be arranged by the Liu family.

The Liu family didn't have a child's breath, so he naturally didn't want others to say that he had treated his son-in-law badly, and the green snowman he picked was beautiful, and he looked at Zhili, thinking that even if Wei Heming didn't mean that, he would use it as a girl.

Wei Heming chuckled and said, "The elder gives, don't dare to resign." I don't need a girl here, take her to the side yard to help do some needlework. ”

Only then did he retreat with Qingxue.

Wei Heming raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness, can you hear me?"

Chu Fengge never eased at all, only frowned and stared at him: "She changed your clothes for you, and you never pushed it away." ”

Wei Heming smiled bitterly: "My good highness, I have been busy all day today, and I will sleep when I enter the door, who knows when she will come in, and where will she get the strength to push her?"

Chu Fengge eased up a little and explained, "I haven't been able to find you for the past few days, so I'm only coming at night." ”

I didn't know that as soon as I came in, I was facing the girl, and she took off her shirt for Wei Heming with a pink face.

As he spoke, he asked in a low voice, "But you disturbed your rest?" He also knew that Wei Heming had been busy these days, but he was still always thinking about wanting to come and see him.

What a long time, what a cooked duck, he just wanted to look at this person, and when he didn't see him for a day, he felt that something was missing, something empty.

I felt that I had returned to my previous life, the empty court, the piled up, but there was no person in front of me.

Like the walking dead.

Wei Heming felt sorry for that girl, although she didn't have much responsibility, but it was far more than just being hit by it, and it was estimated that it would hurt for a long time.

Chu Fengge has really been a little abnormal these days.

"It's okay," Wei Heming stared at Chu Fengge for a long time, laid out the chess pieces and tea one by one, and said with a smile. "Your Highness, can you talk to me for a game?"

Chu Fengge was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

Outside the window in the middle of the night, only the chirping insects chirped intermittently, Wei Heming opened the window, faintly there was the fragrance of plants and trees wandering at the end of the nose, to be sniffed carefully, but there was no trace.

In their previous lives, the two often played like this, both of them were good at chess, although they were not national players, but they were also good at chess, Wei Heming's chess style was more stable, Chu Fengge was sharper and bolder, and they were evenly matched, and the victory and defeat were often five or five.

Wei Heming had too many debts in his previous life, and he often remembered the old things, and he couldn't sleep day and night, so he looked for Chu Fengge to play a game, so he was calm.

It's just that this time he was trying to calm Chu Fengge's heart.

In three games, Chu Fengge didn't win a game, on the contrary, he even lost a game.

Even if he is young, he is not so much worse, and he did not lose in chess, but when he made a random mistake.

Wei Heming raised his eyes to look at him, only to see that his face was still frosty, and only the tip of his index finger was tapping lightly on the edge of the table.

"Your Highness's heart is not quiet. Wei Heming said.

Chu Fengge raised his eyes to look at him, those eyes were as gloomy as ever, and no one could see the love in them.

Only Wei Heming could feel it.

I could feel his anxiety, his trepidation, even though he had been the same as usual these days, but he could smell that unusual smell.

What exactly was he afraid of?

Family and country, or the world, no, Chu Fengge cares about these things, but he has never lost his temper for them.

Wei Heming put away the chess pieces one by one, and reviewed the chess pieces again, his loose hair swaying on the chessboard: "A few days ago, I saw Wen Chu enter the Wenrui Palace's mansion from the corner gate, was it arranged by the prince?"

Chu Fengge let out a low "um".

Wei Heming's expression remained unchanged: "At the beginning of the text, this person was very literate, and he looked weaker, but in fact, he was affectionate and resolute, if His Highness used it well, it would be a great help." ”

Chu Fengge didn't speak.

Wei Heming pressed the last chess piece on the chessboard, and it was the first game they played that was reset, picked up the last white piece he had fallen, grabbed Chu Fengge's hand, and solemnly put it in Chu Fengge's palm.

"I don't know what His Highness is worried about, but if His Highness does not give up, he is willing to serve the dogs and horses. ”

Wei Heming's smile was bright, and his dry, soft hair swayed slightly above the chessboard, casting a shadow.

Chu Fengge clenched the chess piece in his hand, raised his hand and gently rubbed Wei Heming's face. The slightly rough calloused hands, and the delicate and handsome face under the swaying candle flame, look unusually harmonious.

"Your Highness?" Wei Heming still looked at him with a smile.

The next moment, he pulled Wei Heming into his arms and kissed him hard.

The black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the place, making a crisp sound.

With a heart full of anxiety and gloom, he vented fiercely on the lips of the person in his arms.

Wei Heming's eyes widened, and he was still inexplicably puzzled and at a loss.

"For you - all for you. His voice was hoarse, and there was endless gloom and despair in his eyes.

Anxiety is because of him, and anxiety is because of him.

The reason why he couldn't calm down was also because of him.

This is the person who has been buried in the most fragile and deepest part of his body in his two lives, his love but fruitlessness, hatred but inability, and unbelievable.

He was scared.

Even if this person is talking and waiting for him, talking and thinking, no matter how much he pretends to be in his chest.

He was still afraid.

I'm afraid that this person is like in his previous life.

came silently, went silently, and finally thought about escaping, thinking about how to abandon him.

Wei Heming gradually closed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still stroked the backbone of the person on his body.

He wanted to help this man, he wanted to help his Highness.

But he couldn't help.

Why did he feel anxious about himself? Who was it that made him feel like this, and even when he was happy with someone, he had to control and be anxious again and again?

Who could make a person like Chu Fengge become like this?

Wei Heming quietly collapsed somewhere in his heart, as if soon, he was about to give birth to some unexpected changes.