Chapter 950: There is no right or wrong to pay Tears hide loneliness

"Your Majesty, the cold is even deeper, if the emperor doesn't return to the palace tonight, let the slave let people clean up this apse, and the emperor can sleep more peacefully. "The night is deep and the snow is heavy, and the brightly lit Jinluan Hall has long been empty at this moment, and even the little eunuchs who are keeping vigil have all been retreated, and only the little six sons are guarding there in the huge hall, and although his master's eyes are still on the folds, his heart has long been gone.

"The slave changed a cup of tea for the emperor. Seeing that he couldn't get an answer, Xiao Liuzi cautiously said again, but when he picked up the teacup, he made a clattering sound, which woke up the man who was contemplating.

Zheng Chexuan glanced at him sideways, then looked up at the window again, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I seem to be distracted again, this northern snow disaster has been a disaster for a long time, and I had a headache when my father was here, but I didn't expect it to be the same when I came here." ”

"Natural disasters are avoided, there are many things beyond the reach of manpower, the emperor has sent people to disaster relief and release grain several times, and the people have the court to comfort them, and they will definitely survive the difficulties, and the emperor can rest assured. ”

"Oh, I didn't expect you to say such a big truth. Zheng Chexuan looked at Xiao Liuzi with surprise, Xiao Liuzi put the teacup on the table, bowed back, and said: "This is what the ministers have said in the past few days, the servants are listening to some of them, and they shouldn't be talking too much, but seeing that the emperor has been worried and unable to sleep at night for the past few days, the slave is really uneasy, so he dared to say it again." Your Majesty, this Zhengde Hall is not as warm as the Hehuan Hall after all, if the emperor is bound to review the folds, it is better to take the round Huan Palace. ”

"No, the snow is just right tonight, go with me to a place. Zheng Chexuan suddenly got up and walked out, Xiao Liuzi hurriedly turned around and took his cloak in his hand, and when he went out, he wanted to call the guards, but was stopped by Zheng Chexuan: "Just you and me, go to Changting Garden." ”

Yuanchen had already discovered the movement, because he listened to Zheng Chexuan's words, he didn't dare to step forward, only waved his hand lightly, held back the other two, and then quietly disappeared.

Red candles illuminate the long road ahead, the dazzling white road and the flying snowflakes turn the silence of the night into a swaying beauty, and the road leading to Changting Yuan is full of gently swaying lanterns on both sides, just because someone once said that too dark the night will make people lose their way home, so every time twilight falls, countless bright lights will be lit up on this road, just hope that one day that person will return here again, and can see the door open for him at a glance.

"Tuk tuk. No matter how soft the knock on the door was, it was particularly frightening in such a night, and the door was soon opened, and the man inside the door was still wearing a mask, as if he had already known who was coming, so he did not show any expression, but bowed his head faintly, and flashed to the side.

"Isn't it that you haven't slept yet, just right, talk to me. Zheng Chexuan walked into the door, and Xiao Liuzi followed in, and said to Zheng Yunqian: "It's good for the slave to come to the pass, and the general will accompany the emperor to go up." ”

Zheng Yunqian nodded his head slightly, but let out an almost unheard sigh the moment he turned around.

The house was very warm, because the original owner of the house could not stand the cold, so from the first snowfall, the fire in the pit fire tunnel was never broken, no matter who lived now, this habit has been preserved, has not been changed.

Zheng Chexuan didn't sit down after entering the door, just stood in the room and looked around, Zheng Yunqian never raised his head with his eyes from beginning to end, Xiao Liuzi followed up in the house after closing the door, and saw the cold fire and autumn smoke of the tea cup on the table, so he hurriedly stepped forward to hug the small stove and the tea tray, and said: "The slave goes to light the fire, and the emperor and the general can also drink hot tea." After he finished speaking, he turned around and went out of the door, and carefully closed the door when he was ready, Zheng Chexuan sat down at the table and looked at the chessboard on the table.

"Are you playing chess against yourself?"

Zheng Yunqian silently took off the mask and said softly, "I can't sleep." ”

"I can't sleep, come here, play a game of chess with me. ”

Zheng Yunqian's brows moved slightly, but his body was still frozen in place: "The minister doesn't dare, and he doesn't want to." ”

"Heh, he is still so proud, King Yan, who has never put my brother in his eyes, is still the arrogant eagle no matter what the situation is. Haha, hahahaha-" The long sleeves brushed over, scattering the black and white color, the overturned chessboard fell from the tabletop, and cracked into two halves with a "snap", Zheng Chexuan stepped on the chess pieces all over the ground and slowly walked to the window, looking at the guqin quietly placed in the corner of the wall.

This is what Flawless once used, and the reason why it is still placed here is because it has carried countless memories about him, here, he has fought against his father, against the queen, and finally, against himself! Every grass and tree here, everything has his shadow, and there is a lingering painful entanglement between him and himself, and now the world of Da Zheng belongs to himself, and what about him......

But why is he gone......

"The emperor's face is not good, it's better to go back and rest. ”

The flat voice of the person behind him made Zheng Chexuan's expression a little abrupt, and he turned around and saw Zheng Yunqian, who was squatting down and silently picking up the chess pieces.

What is he doing? Is this squatting on the ground to clean up the mess what he should do? Why is he so calm? Standing in front of him is an enemy with whom he has a hatred for taking the throne, how can he be so indifferent! Why? Why?

"Did I say that I let you speak? don't pick it up, don't pick it up!" The sudden outburst and kicking punches and kicks hit Zheng Yunqian's chest hard, and unexpectedly he bumped into the Bogu frame behind him between blocks, and on the shelf was the jade jue he had given to the flawless, and with the shaking of the shelf, the two pieces of jade jue fell down together, and they were held by him with his hand the moment they hit the ground.

On the eve of being forced to marry, he stepped on the heavy rain and personally put half of Jue in Flawless hands, he still clearly remembered Flawless's eyes that were silently tearful when he looked at him, and remembered every word that Flawless said to him, at that time he thought that one person would eventually die in the hands of the other party between himself and the prince, and it was Flawless who changed this qiΔ“, it was he who made the prince let go of his mother, so that he could no longer sink and float in the conspiracy and power struggle against his will, and it was he who resolved Zheng's turmoil, so that the people were not displaced in the war for power, and they were miserable。 Now that the queen mother is dead, Zheng's overall situation is also stable, no matter what Zheng Chexuan does to him, he has finally become the person his father expects!

The clenched five fingers trembled at the man's feet, Zheng Yunqian grabbed the two pieces of jade jue tightly, gritted his teeth and endured Zheng Chexuan's trampling under his anger, he knew that he could hate the man in front of him, but the moment the man's hot tears fell heavily in front of him, he suddenly had an indescribable pain in his heart.

Perhaps, I have never really understood the man in front of me who is connected to my blood......

A person who has been looking for light in the dark since he was a child, his loneliness and fear are like maggots rooted in every pore of his body, even if he scratches desperately until he is drenched in blood, he can't stop the piercing pain and itching, so he can only chase the unreachable sunlight regardless of it, knowing that his body will turn to ashes in the sun, and still won't give up!R638