The night was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of Zhang Liang carefully closing the scroll. I lay on the bed, looking through the wooden window, looking at the sky, and the stars in the sky were blinking mischievously. It is true that there are many, many more stars in ancient times than in modern times, and they are exceptionally bright without environmental pollution. Although I have become accustomed to such starry skies these days, today's starry sky seems to be a little different from the past, and they seem to have been ignited by the sparks in my heart, and they shine more brightly. Such a beautiful scenery is dreamlike, pure and beautiful, and reminds me of that wonderful fairy tale, the little prince and his roses.

"If you fall in love with a flower that grows on a star, then at night, you look at the sky and feel sweet and happy. All the stars seem to be blooming. ”

No matter where he is in the future, every time he looks up at the starry sky, will he feel the same way as the little prince? Every star is his clear and bright smile, bright enough to clear the clouds in the depths of his heart, even if it is thousands of years away, even if it is far enough to look up, so far that it is beyond reach. He once appeared, tamed my heart, dwelt in my heart, shone my life for a moment, and the light and heat left behind will never be extinguished again.

A good night's dream, someone in the haze gently picked up my exposed hand and put it in the quilt to cover it, the hair that covered my face was gently brushed away, I could feel the warmth of my fingers brushing my cheeks, and quickly left. Is it him, or is it a dream hallucination?

When I woke up the next day, Zhang Liang was no longer there. I hurriedly sorted it out, and then went to the door of the little sage village to wait for the shopkeeper Ding. It didn't take long for Shopkeeper Ding to come early on time, I called him to the corner to the side, and said, "Shopkeeper Ding, if Fusu comes again, you say that I can go to the appointment tomorrow." ”

Shopkeeper Ding's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked inexplicably: "Mr. Zhang Liang told me to be sure to refuse, Miss Ziyu, you said that you can see me again, I am a little confused by you, do you want to see or not?"

I looked at Shopkeeper Ding's confused look, pulled out a wry smile, and said solemnly: "Don't tell Shopkeeper Ding about this matter, I have already explained it to Senior Brother Zilu, and he also said that it is feasible." There is an inn after all, it is your territory, there will be no big deal, I just persuaded him a few words, let him stop coming and going to the inn. Protecting the secret stronghold of the Mo family is important, and you don't want to have disguised Qin State guards standing guard outside the inn all day long. ”

Shopkeeper Ding frowned and pondered for a while, it seemed that he was also worried about this matter, and then nodded and said, "Well, that's good, since the second boss agrees, let's do it." We'll protect you in the shadows, too. ”

"Well, shopkeeper Nading, that's it. I'm waiting for your news. As soon as I was about to leave, the shopkeeper Ding stopped me again, took out a plate of hawthorn cake from the lunch box, handed it to me, and he said happily: "Miss Ziyu, this is your pastry." ”

"Thanks, Shopkeeper Ding, this is delicious!" I took the pastry and smiled in thanks.

"This is what Mr. Zhang Liang specially told me to do, saying that it is to help you cure the bitter taste of the medicine. Miss Ziyu likes it, seriously, Mr. Zhang Liang treats the girl so carefully and considerately. Ha ha. Shopkeeper Ding patted his belly and smiled honestly and heartily.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be stunned, and smiled shyly, "Shopkeeper Ding, I'm smiling, thank you for the pastries, then I'll go first." ”

Back in the house, I sat in front of a few desks, looking down at the pastry in my hand in a daze. Zhang Liang's concern is always silent and silent, and even often makes me feel a little overbearing, making his own assertions that do not allow me to refute and refuse, and single-handedly help me block all possible dangers. Because of this, when everyone knew his mind, I became the last one to realize it. Maybe he was deliberately hiding that he didn't want me to notice? Maybe he, like me, was trying to restrain the feelings in his heart that the grass grew and the warbler flew away.

As soon as the sky was dark, Zhang Liang came again, it was still the same atmosphere, he no longer explained his intentions, and I silently acquiesced.

I was a little reluctant to let him sleep at the table all night, but it was a difficult thing for me to sleep alone. In order to make him lie down and sleep more comfortably, I found a piece of cotton wool and spread it neatly on the soft mat next to the table, and took a quilt and put it beside him. While I was doing this, Zhang Liang just looked at me quietly, and when he was properly settled, he suddenly called softly: "Yun'er." ”

Hearing this, I paused, turned my head to look at him, and seeing that he didn't continue, I asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, his white fingers clenched the bamboo slip in his hand, and he smiled incomprecably lightly, and said, "It's nothing, Yun'er rest early." ”

I looked at him again strangely, and when I saw that he immediately lowered his head and looked at the book again, I didn't ask any more questions. At the moment, my feelings are a little complicated, a little regretful and a little disappointed, I seem to be expecting what he can say, but I am afraid that he will really say it. Thinking of this, I was ashamed and bit my lower lip, was I expecting his confession?

Hey, I'm thinking about something, he has his ambitions, his world, and I have the time and space where I should go, we know better than anyone else! I'd better go back to bed and have a good rest, I'm going to see Fusu tomorrow, in the evening, the shopkeeper Ding has already brought news, Fusu will be waiting for me at the inn tomorrow afternoon.

There is Fusu in the mountains, and there is Hehua in Xi. I don't see the son, but I see madness.

There are bridge pines in the mountains, and there are swimming dragons in the mountains. I don't see Zichong, but I see a cunning child

I silently recited these four lines of poetry in my heart, what a beautiful and warm picture, the flirting and scolding between lovers is strong, which shows Yingzheng's deep love for mother and son at that time.

I have also talked to friends in the past about why an emperor like Yingzheng has a son like Fusu, and his personality is so contrasting, I think it may also have something to do with their childhood experience. has a mother who likes to sing the minor tune of "The Mountain Has Fusu" and a father who loves him and places high hopes on him, Fusu will naturally not be as violent and ungrateful as Yingzheng, and Fusu finally resolutely chose to commit suicide, which makes people have to be entangled, whether he is pedantic by nature, or he really doesn't want to kill the Hu Hai brothers for the peace of the world.

Thinking of this, I was a little curious about him, and I really wanted to find out what kind of person the real Fusu was.