The winter in the north is cold, and a pampered dandy like Fang Jing cannot stand the severe cold. There is no floor heating or the best charcoal to burn in the room. He still feels that it was not enough even if he wraps himself in a thick cloak.
He said to Yuan Zheng, “The other day, the boy from the Song family said he had prepared some good things and wanted to invite you to his mansion to have a chat and apologize to you.”
Yuan Zheng: “Won’t go.”
Fang Jing opened his eyes wide, got close to Yuan Zheng, and said, “Ah Zheng, have you really changed?”
Ever since the banquet ended in a bad mood that day, Yuan Zheng has been even more well-behaved than when he was in the capital. He would also go to Cen Yelan every few days. Fang Jing once thought that Yuan Zheng had gone crazy.
Yuan Zheng glanced at him lazily and said, “What nonsense.”
Fang Jing was puzzled. He crossed his legs and muttered, “Why don’t you play with us? Why are you always with General Cen? Ah Zheng, if you ask me, we can have fun, and we’d better not provoke General Cen if he doesn’t interfere with us.”
Yuan Zheng snorted and said casually, “Didn’t my emperor father and uncle ask me to learn more from Cen Yelan? I’m learning ah, working hard, and making the most of this beautiful spring.”
Fang Jing looked as though he had seen ghosts. After a while, he muttered, “Even if you want to learn, Cen Yelan may not teach you either. He hates you—us so much.”
Yuan Zheng raised his eyes, and for some reason, he felt unhappy. “Do I need to explain what I did to you?”
Fang Jing lowered his voice and said, “How can that be?”
It was snowing at dusk, the wind and snow were knocking against the window outside, and inside was a burning passion that could not see the light.
After calming down from the passion, Cen Yelan pushed Yuan Zheng away from his body, looking unhappy, and said in a hoarse voice, “I told you not to get it in.”
Yuan Zheng smiled contentedly, reached out his hand to touch him, and said, “You are squeezing too tightly, it’s too late.” He didn’t care at all but teased, “Are you really afraid of getting pregnant?”
Cen Yelan grabbed his wrist and gave him a cold look. Yuan Zheng said, “The one who crosses the river and destroys the bridge is General Cen. He pesters me when he is feeling good, but after he finishes, he doesn’t recognize me anymore.”
Cen Yelan pursed his lips and said nothing. He raised his legs to get out of bed, but Yuan Zheng pulled him, and he fell back onto the bed unexpectedly. Yuan Zheng said, “Where are you going so late?”
Cen Yelan frowned and said, “Official business.”
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Cen Yelan: “……”
Yuan Zheng simply gave up and hooked Cen Yelan’s thigh with his foot, saying: “What should I do?”
Cen Yelan: “…I really have official business to attend to, and I don’t have time to fool around with you anymore.”
Yuan Zheng smiled, his eyes fell on his fingers and lips, and he said frivolously, “Then I’ll have to trouble General Cen to help me release it, then I won’t disturb you. Otherwise, if I don’t calm down, you won’t be able to calm down either.”
Cen Yelan’s face did not look good. He endured it and cursed in a low voice: “Assh*le.”
