After a few days of tossing, the draft was finally done.

The continuous high temperature suddenly receded, and the rain fell in an uproar, and the flowers and willows all over the garden were defeated in the wind and rain. When it is sunny again, it will bloom again, and it will be more luxuriant than before.

The emperor is very busy, Prince Yi is also busy, Prince Liang is also busy, except for the time of the last dynasty, the three men gathered in the warm pavilion from morning to night, and there was almost no one to see.

A few days later, Hongwan was leaving, and together with his daughter-in-law, the twin sons were handed over to Yinxiang, leaving me an eternal memory.

Where to go? The return date is undecided.

I'm not worried about any of that, it's just ...... Didn't he say that the palace was the safest? In this case, why did he send his son to Yinxiang's house, what does this mean?

Hongwan simply left me an explanation and left—what Amma meant.

What does Yinzhen mean? If that's the case, I'm afraid it's to make Hongwan feel at ease. In this palace, the person who reassures him is none other than Yinzhen, and the only one who has the most strength to protect his son when he goes out of the palace is Yinxiang.

The evening faded away, and finally disappeared from sight, and the noon sun shook people's eyes.

"Hongwan is gone?"

There was a sudden sound behind me, I rubbed my eyes and turned around, and Yinxiang, who was dressed in court clothes, stopped in front of me.

"Just left. I glanced at the closed doors and windows not far behind him, lowered my voice and asked, "Where are you going?"

I knew he wouldn't speak, but he couldn't help it.

The familiar face always smiled, lowered his head slightly, and deliberately left it empty for a while before saying to me: "Ruoli said that he missed you, and he came to the palace to see you another day." ”

With a punch in the chest, he laughed even more, pinched my neck and pushed forward, blasting like a duck, "Go in." It's true that the older you get, the bigger your temper becomes, and you go back to life. ”

I jerked my head back, gritted my teeth, and asked, "Is this a compliment to me?"

"Praise you both. Yinxiang rubbed the corners of his forehead, covered most of his face, and smiled helplessly, "Come in, don't say that my brother didn't help you, don't talk, kiss directly, kiss to death." ”

Kiss...... Elder brother!

I sighed, turned around and ran, and stepped a few steps to the door, and there was a small noise inside. Before I could tell the difference, Su Peisheng, who was guarding the side, quickly and gently opened the door, and I hurriedly walked in.

There were no broken cups and saucers, no mess, and he sat alone behind the table. The sunlight shines through the window paper all over the golden light, but it can't warm the figure, only one hand is on the armrest of the golden chair, and the pen is tightly grasped between the palms of the fingers, as if it is broken.

I was shocked, thinking of Fang Cai Yinxiang's helplessness, and moved over step by step.

The blood red between the fingers is distinct, and it spreads into wisps along the texture.

Walked straight to the back of the chair, couldn't see the direct eyes, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. I can't see through his expressionless face, I can't guess the reason, the calm and waveless eyes are too deep, pain and sadness, sorrow and anger, too much affection has accumulated, and one more second of looking at each other can wipe me out.

He sat concentrating on the back of his chair, staring at somewhere in the air for a moment. After a long time, he closed his eyes, relaxed his strength and leaned on me, letting me hug and hold me, like a child.

I feel distressed, there has not been a moment in the past few years that I have been like this, flustered, holding on tightly but not doing my best, not as good as his hand on my arm.

"Yinzhen ......" finally couldn't help it, and the unfamiliar voice overflowed directly from the painful chest. The cheeks moved very slightly, softer than mine, and it was as hoarse as if it was muffling the breath of the mouth and nose, "Yue'er ......"

With a buzz in my head, I was convinced that Yinxiang's advice was serious, not a joke.

In the Mengxia season, these lips were actually icy, and they were tightly pursed, and if they were not touched like this, they would tremble imperceptibly.

Yinzhen, what's wrong with you! I shouted in my heart several times, but I could only kiss cautiously.

The tense back was strongly encircled, and the position was changed in a whirlwind. A soft sound broke the silence, and I was completely encircled in his arms, unable to move, and the dark pupils pressed against my eyes, and I could not see anything else.

My lips were still cold, and I tried to kiss it, and the arms around my back tightened tighter.

I don't ask the reason, but there are too many distractions in my heart...... Hongwan, Yinxiang, left with his front and back feet, leaving him to sit here alone, so loved.

I was ruthless, kissing and kissing to death, hugging back with the same force, almost prostration.

In the end, he didn't say a word, not a word.

The blood between the fingers had clotted. I wanted to take a cotton wool to wipe it, but the person who was so energetic that he didn't move, and he was so stubborn that he really lived back as Yinxiang said.

A few thin calluses on his hand, which often holds the pen, are depicted in detail, and the pictures of him writing under the lamp clearly emerge. Such a man, He Zeng is not stubborn and stubborn, he has been the same for decades and has never changed.

A faint smell of blood spreads in the mouth.

There were no blood stains, and a few minor wounds could be seen clearly, and there was no major problem. I bit down with my fingers, and my head was slammed into my shoulder and neck by gravity, and I was stunned.

I didn't shout, but he snorted in pain, inexhaustible grievances.

For many years, the man who refused to give in no matter how I guided me actually cried out the pain in his own mouth, and my heart was like a needle prick.

From chair to bed, we hugged each other, and neither of us said anything more. When it's hot, I just feel cold, and my heart is so close that I can't cover the temperature.

I fell asleep and woke up in a daze, dreaming again and again, mountain roads, torrential rain, gloomy sky, bright swords, wet and muddy ground, rivers of blood.

The sound of the rain lingered and flowed.

Somewhere on my body suddenly hurt, and my abdomen hurt like a twist. When I pressed it up, it had already covered the palm of my hand, and I stroked it through my clothes.

Wake up instantly!

The eyes are bright and the heart is bright, awakened.

It turned out that it was raining...... Through the window, I could hear the drizzle outside. It's not the one in the dream, it's like a pouring of blood, accumulating mountains and valleys.

The irretrievable past seems to be pressed by the subconscious in an unknown corner of the heart, never remembered. I haven't mentioned a word to him again, but it has already become a shared heartache, the scar is left on the body, the pain is in the bottom of the heart, and no one touches it.

I don't know if he has slept or not, his eyes are looking at me clearly, his fingertips are wandering, soft and slow, separated by two layers of clothing, and the position and size are accurate.

"Yinzhen. ”

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, I missed my heartbeat, and pondered the temptation, "Where did Hongwan go?"

"Hangzhou. ”

Not the Northwest...... That's good.

I was afraid that I would misunderstand, so I asked, "Take Mohan to play?"

He let out a "hmm", like a sound coming from his nose.

"Can you let Honghui come here, I miss him. ”

"Good. He deserved to be brisk, "Take you to the garden in a few days, and let him bring Yongqi to accompany you." ”

I buried my head in his chest, hiding the worry that I could barely hide, "I just miss him, don't use it to accompany me, you can accompany me." ”

A low laugh sounded above my head, my chest fluttering softly under my palm. He punched his fist, and his face tightened tighter, and he could barely breathe.

His hand was on the back of my head, rubbing his hair and still laughing, and every time he kissed his heart, he said, "I thought you didn't need me to accompany you, so you specially picked a show girl, which is really considerate." ”

My heart ached, and I heard him add again—"It turned out to be a hypocrisy...... That's fine. ”

He was laughing, I wanted to cry, the sour and astringent taste was bitter. His hair was messed up by him, and he was annoyed in his heart, and he couldn't push it away, so he simply tied it in his arms and laughed at himself sullenly: "I have to do something, in the end...... You're not the prince of the year, so many people are watching. ”

The embrace retreated suddenly, and the sudden light pierced the eyes, black and white. A face enlarged in front of him, and his face sank with a frown.

After a long time, he sighed and pinched his fingers on my face, "Yes, it's not the prince of the past, it's the emperor, so I can do whatever I want, and no one wants to take my idea." In this world, there is only what I want to do, and there is nothing others want me to do. ”

I know he didn't mean me, he just ...... Doesn't it really mean that at all? I haven't done this thing in the draft, so I will definitely not do well the first time, and I will strive for ...... next time."

The words were blocked by him, biting my lip so painfully that I wanted to cry, and in the blink of an eye, I really squeezed out a few tears.

The fingers pinched on the face quickly swept over, and the wet made all over the face.

Close your eyes and stop looking at the anxiety in his eyes, I have seen those feelings a long time ago, so I don't want to say it.

The lips that were close to each other became soft, falling on the face, falling on the eyes, with a long sigh of helplessness. Tossing and turning back between his lips, with a salty taste, the whole person pressed between him and the bed, with nowhere to hide.

His breathing was almost broken, and his heartbeat was in his hands, pushing and shoving as if he was trying to catch it all. I opened my mouth and tried to inhale, and I forced my tongue to poke it in, pestering me and not allowing me to retreat.

I wanted to scream, but there were only two words, and there were always only these two words, engraved in my heart, engraved in my bones, engraved in every part of my body. Once, twice, three times, intermittently all received by him.

finally let go, his forehead touched each other, his eyebrows and eyes were connected, he laughed again, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were happy, and he whispered to my lips, "Whether it is the prince or the emperor, I am Yinzhen, your Yinzhen, and I will live up to you." My heart is with you, and my body is with you, and every day I walk from your bed and go back to your bed to sleep, understand?"

I didn't even dare to blink my eyes, my eyelashes tickled, and the tears kept falling down, but I still tried to keep my eyes open.

He smiled unabated, but sighed fiercely, hugged me and lay on him, tightly adjusted to the most comfortable position, pressed his warm lips against my ears, and blew the words, "I didn't want to say these words to you, you will naturally know after a long time, but your heart is so unstable, so you don't believe me, I can only make an oath to you." One day, if I fail you, the world will be someone else's. ”