Some men are good at growing up, good at growing, changing day by day, month by month, year by year. When he was young, he may be frivolous, or he may be arrogant, but with the passage of time, he accumulates and becomes more and more calm and sharp.

The faces in my memory have been all kinds of good-looking, those changes are latent in the bottom of my heart, and they will become what they are today, and they will become more and more flavorful, and they will not fade away from the original familiarity because of the passage of time, but only better, more like, and more loved.

Fine lines at the corners of the eyes, deep signs, gray hair between the sideburns, and braided hair hidden behind him. Still, moving, every time I lose my mind, I look at it for a long time without knowing it.

There was a soft sound outside the door, and the candlelight contrasted strongly with the dark silence outside the window paper, and the warm red candle shadow was cast on the table, swaying and dancing softly. The person in front of me stared at me and didn't urge, he bent down slightly, and my hand was still on the button that had just been tied around his neck.

Bowed his head and stroked the bright yellow court dress on the new upper body, countless golden dragons, chest, shoulders, sleeves, hem...... It seems to be everywhere, and there is a tendency to raise its claws and want to fly into the sky. Unfamiliar, the golden dragon on the bright yellow is extremely eye-catching, and he must begin to be familiar with such a person, no longer the fourth son of the emperor, no longer Zhen Baylor, no longer Prince Yong, but finally became Emperor Yongzheng - Yinzhen.

He took the straps of his court clothes and wrapped them around his waist and fumbled to tie them, and was about to retreat from his chest, but the back of his head was supported and pasted back on the golden dragon. After caressing carefully, the outline of the gold line is lifelike.

Although I have never seen the real dragon, it is impossible to see it in person, at this moment, Fang Zhen really feels that he is the emperor is Yongzheng, not my young conjecture in my past life and present life, not the temptation and understanding of the newcomer, but the hustle and bustle of the world with him, after years of silence, it is waiting. At this moment, the heart rose and fell, and it was safe.

His wish before today, his diligence after today, began and ended, and officially entered a new chapter, which belongs to his imperial history. Thirty-one years have passed, and after thirteen years, I have tried to follow, and I really can't go to the end of him, but I still have to take every step by his side, not partially, and pay for the rest of my life.

Press the heart chambers of your chest, be silent for a moment, and listen to the steady beat, "Go, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

There was no response, just a slight loosening of the palm of my hand, helping me to stand firm.

Turning around and taking the heavy black fox skin end mask on the couch, Yinzhen had raised his hand to catch it. I carefully held him on his body, straightened the round collar around his neck, took the hidden buttons under his fingertips, and fastened them one by one.

The gown is still on the couch, the bright yellow is still the same, the golden dragon is still the same, and there are more colorful sun, moon, stars, mountain fire crests. The filial piety clothes are also on the couch, so white that it seems to have stopped after a few days, a simple white.

Before I could touch the bright yellow corner, the thumb with the white jade wrench was pressed on the back of my hand, and my four fingers raised my hand to stand behind me, and bent down slightly to put the filial piety robe on my arm.

"You sleep a little longer, and when I come back to wake you up, don't get busy."

In response, I took the pearl on the tray of the couch table, and when I raised my arm, I saw him squinting and looking over, and was about to bend his neck and bow his head, but I booed and stood upright. In the depths of my dark eyes, some candlelight warmed my body.

Stand on tiptoe, gently support your waist, and the temperature of your palm penetrates through your underwear, like the quiet and warmth of this room. Fuzheng is a good Dongzhu who is crystal clear and extremely round and neat, and he took the crown of the court dress and put it on the top of his head, plucked the black fluff next to his ears, and covered his palms on his ears.

Looking at it from top to bottom, I pushed him around for half a circle.

Yinzhen, Yongzheng, is the emperor today. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, if I hadn't taken care of it with my own hands, I was afraid that I wouldn't have been able to imagine his imperial momentum in my life. The annals, portraits, and undescriptive in case, the charm of the eyes, the abundant posture, and where are the strokes to outline and show as much as possible.

I saw him wearing all kinds of court clothes and auspicious clothes, cold and hot, warm in spring and cool in autumn, each with its own style. At this time, I am sure that the emperor's costume is the most suitable for him, although it is black, it is more decent, and all the qiē is melted under this black, and he can see it clearly, and the way is endless. The emperor, it turns out that it is not only the one I have seen like Kangxi, but the face is kind and majestic, and there is also a kind called Yinzhen.

Xu is selfish, there are thousands of men in the world, and they are divided into two kinds, one is another man, and the rest is him.

Leaning on the back and sticking to the warm velvet black fox fur, twisting the back cloud hanging on the back of the neck, bright yellow tapestry.

The hand that was wrapped around his waist was grasped, and he rubbed it twice and suddenly tightened, pulled me to turn in front of me, and raised his eyebrows to look at me. The eyebrows are raised between the mustaches, and the thin lips under the beard are gradually pursed.

Without waiting for him to speak, I first pinched Dongzhu, which was still shaking on my chest, and said the Manchu language that I had occasionally used for 30 years, "This ...... Tana? ”

Yin Zhen was slightly stunned, then raised her eyebrows again, looked at the corners of my lips and seemed to laugh, lowered her head to her ear, "Call her to Beijing after a while and stay with you for a while." ”

"Don't, no matter how old you are, you still toss her, it's a big family, which one can go away, write a letter." As he was talking, there was another soft sound outside the quiet door, and I pushed his chest to retreat, and the hot words in my ears became softer, and I spoke very slowly in just a few words, as if I couldn't break a sentence. The words jumped into the ears, rushed deep into the heart and lungs, and flowed everywhere with the blood.

The heart suddenly slapped up, and the black and shiny fox fur suddenly came out from between the fingers, and the soft tips of the fur trembled and swayed.

Buried in his head, his underwear wrinkled behind him and was hugged by him on his chest, and the hair behind his ears was brushed and swept up. The heat kept blowing in his ears, and he hurriedly added, "What about you?" ”

"Me too." hurriedly returned, still hanging on him, urging him not to miss the hour, before he was reluctantly put down. Before retreating, his ear bones ached, and he hummed unsatisfactorily, "When I come back, I'll repeat it well." ”

Looking at the tall back walking towards the door, he lowered his head and smiled, "Yes, wait until you come back...... ...... well Greetings to you. ”

"Come here." The side face flashed behind the half-open door, and the black and hard cold wind poured in, and the plain white filial piety clothes floated between his arms. I craned my neck and hugged myself, and the door slammed back.

took a step and saw the seriousness in his eyes, extremely solemn. Running two steps to his chest, the cold was already behind him, and a pair of arms gave me all the warmth.

"Today's canon is not for you to say goodbye, and it will not be in the future."

He smiled and looked up, "I know, joking." ”

"Don't say that in the future. In this room, there is no such joke, there is no rule, just me and you, the two of us. Yin Zhen said very slowly, staring at my eyes without leaving the slightest, the pupils were so black that I couldn't see to the end, reflecting me in a bright yellow shirt, shrunk into two small balls.

The arm behind my back tightened tighter, leaning in front of him without a distance. A nod should be fine.

The beard on his lips moved, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was dissatisfied, and he spat in a very low voice, pressing between my eyebrows, "Who am I?" ”

"Yinzhen."

No longer tightened so tight that I couldn't breathe, I was still holding on tightly, my slightly cool lips slowly slid down the bridge of my nose, and my thick eyelashes trembled and swept over my eyes, "What else?" ”

"It's still Yinzhen." When he opened his mouth, he touched his lips, and there was no recovery action that he was used to, but he just held the back of my neck and gently supported me, not letting me retreat.

"And?"

"Yinzhen, my Yinzhen, the Yinzhen of Siyue, the Yinzhen of the smile. Out of this door, you are the emperor, you are the whole world, back in this room, you are Yinzhen, I am alone. ”

I didn't see my lips move, but I seemed to hear the right sound, and it was gently and softly imprinted on my lips.

Sometimes, perhaps, it is more real to touch than to hear.

Leaning against the door, the slightest chill behind him, the red candle swaying with the confused light and shadow, always jumping up as if it was about to be extinguished, trying to burn. Quiet, except for the sizzling of the candle flame, nothing else can be heard.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a very fast sound, far away, like splitting the heavens and the earth through a gap, and the brightness suddenly filled the room. The candle tears have long been burned out, and they are cold and warm.

I pushed the door open, and there was snow in my eyes, and the white expanse stretched endlessly, covering the golden glazed tiles, enveloping the entire palace. It's still winter, it's still winter. Waiting for the warm spring, the season of flowers.

It should be a silent whip, and it rang three times in succession, one after another, becoming clearer and clearer, and the echoes overlapped. I can't find the feeling that I couldn't help but bow my head every time I heard it, and those days of kneeling, standing up, and talking carefully are finally gone. The same voice, heard at this time, is actually reassuring.

Kangxi went, replaced Yinzhen, two generations of emperors, and continued the foundation of the Qing Dynasty.

A cloak was draped over my shoulders, and the eyebrows were stuffed into my hands, and they quietly withdrew as if they were silent, leaving me alone to stand. Looking at it from a distance, it seems to be able to penetrate a qiē and see the Taihe Hall through the layers of barriers. Under the blue sky and white clouds, at the jade steps in front of the palace, the praise official gave a long and slow order, and the civil and military officials knelt three times and knocked nine times.

Whether it's true or false, the mountains are endless.

The new emperor ascended the throne and issued an edict to the world.

Yinzhen, from today onwards, the great rivers and mountains are only owned by you, and you are the one born in the world, belonging to hundreds of millions of Li people. And you are still mine, just because you allow it.

Good or bad, I accompany you day and night. Smooth or rebellious, I will accompany you on the road ahead.