Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Expedition

Wei Heming didn't rest well all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the prisoners sent Chu Fengge on the expedition, Wei Heming, with blue circles under his eyes and pale face, floated to the gate of the city like a wandering spirit, his eyes flashed, his expression was erratic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He Lan couldn't see his half-dead appearance, leaning against the city gate and chuckling: "If you are seriously ill and have not recovered, go back to rest well, what does this half-dead look like?"

Wei Heming smiled weakly and did not argue: "The little prince always has to come to send him when he goes on the expedition." ”

He Lan raised her eyebrows: "Why are you also calling the little prince?"

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was stunned by Chu Fengge last night, and then he was frightened by the person's kiss, and shouted "Your Highness" several times, but let the person plug back with his lips - he was embarrassed to get into the crack in the ground, how could he shout "Your Highness".

He should not have come out of the gates, and he would have felt better by jumping from the tower, and he would not have been forced by his embarrassment to have nowhere to escape.

Wei Heming originally felt that he would do it all over again, as long as he avoided the mistakes of the previous life and lived well.

Unexpectedly, in this life, he actually turned Chu Fengge into this appearance? How old is his shell now? Twelve years old! He was actually moved by a twelve-year-old boy, and he still did that-

Wei Heming couldn't scold anymore, and his face turned red again.

If Wei Heming knew something about Fengyue, he wouldn't have been so flustered. It can be said that it is very embarrassing, Wei Heming missed the marriageable age in his previous life for various reasons, and when he planned to get married, his several family affairs always had one kind or another resistance. And when he arrived at the Raven Palace, he became a person with no identity, did he want to marry a woman in the palace and marry a woman like him?

As a result, Wei Heming's past and present lives add up to decades, but he is still an older boy chicken.

The more Wei Heming thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt, and he only mixed in with the prisoners to say goodbye to Chu Fengge. It is estimated that when Chu Fengge leaves, they will have to take turns chanting a few poems of "The wind is Xiao Xiao Xi is easy to be cold", and this is the end of the farewell.

Wei Heming has no such poetic feelings, and he said in his heart that this person was originally returned, and he was tossed by you like this, and he was sorry for your farewell posture if he didn't die on the battlefield.

Of course, in the eyes of Wei Heming and He Lan, as long as they are not the ones who wrote the poems, they don't mind much even if this group of people dance to see them off.

In a sad song, Chu Fengge saw Wei Heming with sharp eyes, and motioned for him to come forward with his eyes.

Wei Heming shrank and hid behind He Lan and the others by taking advantage of his young size, He Lan was puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

Wei Heming's face was bitter and hateful: "Dodge." ”

He Lanqi said: "What robbery?"

"Peach Blossom Tribulation. Chu Fengge parted the crowd at some point, stood behind Wei Heming, and took advantage of his height to put one hand on his shoulder, his extremely delicate eyebrows and eyes flying, with a hint of gorgeous taste. "What's the matter? Xie Yuanlang doesn't want to say goodbye to this king?"

Wei Heming paced out and arched his hand: "May the prince win the banner and succeed." ”

Chu Fengge said slowly: "Chengjun Jiyan, this is dangerous, I still have some things I want to explain to Xie Yuanlang......"

Wei He stood up and said, "The prince just has to say." ”

Chu Fengge continued: "It has something to do with that Peach Blossom Tribulation. ”

Wei Heming immediately held his breath.

Wei Heming didn't even have a chance to struggle, so he was dragged aside to talk alone.

A prisoner said: "I see that Wei Xiaogongzi is a little afraid of that little prince, do you really let the two of them be alone?"

He Lan shook her fan: "Don't worry about it, the two of them have a good relationship." "Even the daughter-in-law has thought about each other, can it be bad?

So even though Wei Heming struggled thousands of times in his heart, no one understood his helplessness.

The wind blew through the leaves and made a "rustling" sound, which made Wei Heming's tired mind sober up a little, and finally stopped dodging the gaze of the person in front of him.

Chu Fengge squinted at him: "You are hiding from me?"

Wei Heming paused, opened his mouth several times, and finally left a dry sentence in his full stomach: "Heming...... With the prince as a close friend, there is no other intention......"

"Lord Wang?" Chu Fengge lowered his head and smiled low in his ear: "Why don't you call Your Highness?"

He still remembered the soft touch of the boy's lips last night, panicked by his contact, and called him "Your Highness" in a nervous and weak voice, with a trembling tail.

Wei Heming went straight from his forehead to the base of his neck, and he wanted to grab the ground with his head, but he gritted his teeth again: "Why does the prince tease him like this?"

Chu Fengge saw that he was really annoyed, so he stopped laughing, and changed back to that unfathomable appearance: "You think I'm teasing you?"

Wei Heming pursed his lips.

Chu Fengge snorted lightly: "Who do you think I'm here for? Do you think what I lack is a pet? Do you think ...... That's it. He smiled. "You'll know sooner or later. ”

Knowing that he Chu Fengge, the wolf bèi has been trapped for a person for decades,

I know that he lived for one person, died for one person, became a Buddha for one person, and became a demon for one person.

Those crazy obstacles have been buried in the dust of time, and he is left alone to carry the past, which is too unfair.

Peach Blossom Tribulation, Peach Blossom Tribulation.

He didn't know if he was Wei Heming's peach blossom, but Wei Heming was really the doom of his life and this life, and even the end of his eternal life.

Wei Heming was dazed and didn't know why, but he really realized that Chu Fengge's eyes were wrong, and the faintly jumping flames in his eyes made him faintly uneasy, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

The Chu Fengge in front of him didn't seem to be the same as the highness he knew in his previous life. Things have long been out of the orbit of the previous life, and even people will become different?

Chu Fengge hugged him suddenly, black clothes and silver armor, and a familiar aura enveloped all his senses in an instant, and the voice said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

Wei Heming didn't speak.

Chu Fengge smiled, and the armor on his chest trembled slightly: "I'm waiting for you too." ”

When you become the real Wei Heming in a few years, I will tell you again, how long have I watched you, and how long have I coveted you, and I have been so eager that even the word "heart" is too superficial.

Chu Fengge turned over and left the city gate with the not very majestic legion behind him, leaving only a black back, and his back was straight.

Wei Heming had mixed tastes for a while.

"What?" He Lan teased him. "Still thinking about the little prince?"

Wei Heming cheered up and continued to calculate the accounts in his hand: "What do you want him to do?"

"The young woman in the boudoir doesn't know how to worry, she goes up to the green building in the spring, and suddenly sees a strange willow-colored ......" He Lan squinted her eyes and lengthened her tone, pointed at him with a fan bone and said: "The penitent husband is looking for the marquis!"

Wei Heming didn't bother to talk to him: "Nonsense." ”

He Lan lay half on the desk, squinting like a cat basking in the sun: "Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, then you say, what are you worried about?"

What are you worried about?

He was really worried about the little prince.

But he couldn't say this to He Lan, and Wei Heming also felt aggrieved.

He has always been frank and open, but there are some things that he has to hide and hide from people, and there seem to be more and more such things.

For example, Ah Yu often exchanges identities with him, such as he once had a tragic past life, such as ...... Chu Fengge actually had such thoughts about him.

Wei Heming couldn't tell whether he was more shocked or annoyed, he always felt that Chu Fengge was just a teenager who had not yet reached the crown, and he had such a thought, and the responsibility could only be on himself who changed his life against the sky and interfered with Chu Fengge's life.

He was a little annoyed why he was in such a hurry to get close to Chu Fengge.

What's even more annoying is that he can't tell what he should take Chu Fengge as a close friend, a monarch in his previous life, a benefactor, or ......

Wei Heming smiled bitterly: He has lived for so long, but he was disturbed by a young man.

"The soul returns......" He Lan dangled in front of him with a fan, and sighed when he saw him come back to his senses. "If you are sick and have no intention of doing anything, go back and rest early, and no one will blame you. ”

When Wei Heming heard this, he closed his eyes, and put all those trivial matters behind him, before he said, "It's okay, I'm fine." As he spoke, he concentrated on the official business in his hand.

Although the epidemic has been controlled, the people of Xuzhou are still in dire straits, and he still has the heart to entangle these messy trivial matters, but he is afraid that he has been lying idle for these days. Wei Heming laughed at himself while speeding up the processing.