The last Chinese New Year's Eve of the Kangxi Dynasty was deserted. There is no singing and dancing, and there are no red candles and cannons, all the excitement and joy seem to have been taken away, leaving only a world of ice and snow.

The first day of the first year of Yongzheng, just like every most ordinary day, get up early, eat, and say hello...... The same thing every day is nothing more than eating and sleeping, a person, has long been used to it.

Yinzhen rarely came back, and most of the time he stayed in the Qianqing Palace, sleeping on the grass and guarding filial piety.

Every morning, you can hear the sound of the whip, and you know that he has arrived in the front hall. When I returned from Yonghe Palace, it was still quiet before and after, and the guards were guarding the gates, and the middle gate was closed, so that it was difficult to see the scene in the palace. Sometimes I sat at Concubine De's place for a long time, and then I came back still in a deserted place, and occasionally I could catch up with the eunuch who was sweeping the snow and sweep away the strings of footprints. I just stood and watched, as if I could find something that belonged to him.

In life, it is those girls, who have been familiar for many years, who are new to them, and who are close to them, watching them gather in one place and whisper. These smart and sensitive girls smiled less, and the embroidery in their hands was nothing more than Hanmei orchids, which were extremely elegant flowers and plants, and it was rare to see a trace of bright color.

In just over a month, so much has changed. I have heard some of them more or less, but I don't know whether it is a rumor or the truth, or even a random spread by people with a heart. The people in the palace are simple and boring, and any condiments are like treasures, and they are still like moths to a fire when they see life and death. Or is it connived?

The third master, who had all kinds of difficulties in front of Kangxizi Palace, was always friendly with the former prince? Yinzhen did not return to Beijing to wait outside the city, is it to rebel? Prince Lian Yinyu, who was knighted by the prince, was also in charge of the court of the domain, but Yinyu wanted to go to Xining, but he refused to do it? Nian Qianyao was appointed to take charge of military affairs together with Yanxin, who managed the printing affairs of General Fuyuan, and guarded the battle......

Just about to bloom in spring, this high palace is still standing in the middle of the capital, covered by wind and snow, cold and cold, eroding the bone and marrow.

Wrapped in a tight quilt, the room became more and more empty.

In the past, such a small brocade bed was nested with each other, not cramped but warm, even if it was pulled aside and leaned against him, he would not feel cold. Although it is a habit now, on such a day of reunion, I am afraid that because the north wind is too much, I want to double, I want to double, and the cold is even more.

Whether he is tired or not, whether he is doing well, whether he eats on time, whether he goes to bed on time, whether he can't eat and choke, but he can't sleep well...... That Qianqing Palace, accompanied by him Amma, has it not tasted cold and lonely.

When I was drowsy, I could still hear the sound of the wind blowing, like someone crying or whispering.

Turning over, the face is pressed to the other end of the pillow, cool. I habitually shrunk and tightened the corners of the quilt, and the hair covering my face seemed to be swept by the wind, and even my neck was frozen, so frightened that I opened my eyes and looked over with a spirit, and the room was full of darkness.

He's back.

In the middle of the night, it was silent.

The familiar breath, with the coldness of the winter night, lies firmly beside you, close at hand.

Really hugged, just relieved, without the emotional agitation of reunion after a long absence in previous years. Gently behind the back, wrapped in the quilt and leaning over, each other's breathing can be heard clearly, it seems that the footsteps can be heard in the silent long night, step by step steady, maybe spring is really coming.

The palm that probed into the placket of the chest was extremely warm with the body temperature, and the pulse in the neck of the pillow was slow and steady, like a secret mantra.

The words in my ears went on for a long time, so long that I thought it was going to dawn, so long that I went from being awake to drowsiness, and the dry and cold that came out of my lips became hot and damp. He didn't need me to reply, and occasionally he was gradually confused, patted lightly on the back, or the hair on the back of his head was rubbed and straightened out by his fingers, and I was more awake and heard him continue to speak.

Relatives, brothers, court officials, family and country, inside and outside, close or alien, these and that, are countless. He knew it for a long time, and he still never tires of it...... Repression, patience, is on the verge of it. Such a man with a heart has endured for more than ten years or even longer, how can I not know, how can I not hurt.

I tried to call Yinzhen, but I was so dumb that I couldn't hear clearly, only to find that my eyes were so sore that I couldn't open them. He was silent, his face was still buried behind his ears and neck, and he answered even lower than me, and there was no more sound, but his back was tightened and clasped in his arms.

Biting the collarbone, he hummed in his ear, light and fast, and could no longer be heard as he inhaled.

"Does it hurt?"

Shake one’s head?

I didn't exert myself, so it didn't hurt at all.

Grasp the tense pectoral muscles under the palm, the fingertips buckle the flesh, feel the beating inside, again and again, and really save zài.

"I bit you, you can bite it back, don't hold it back, you don't have to make yourself uncomfortable, it's not worth it. If it hurts, it's the same, you have to say, if you can't say it, just vent it in another way,"

No response can be heard.

"Or ...... Throwing things away? Very useful. Remember the person you hate in your heart and throw it out hard......"

A muffled laugh in his ear, short but real. "Hmm...... Like you, throwing pillows every time saves money. ”

My hand touched the pillow, and before I could grab it, I held it back to my chest, and whispered with a smile, "It's good to save money, and I will take care of the house." ”

"Phew. I feel sorry for you, but I come to laugh at me, and then ignore you. I can't say that whoever provokes you will go to trouble whoever I am. Even if I'm angry, I can't pry you, the fire in your heart will not be suppressed, so I don't have to blow this pillow wind anymore. Otherwise, just look for Yinxiang, the two of them fight once, which can not only strengthen the body, but also benefit the body and mind, but I am afraid that ...... The silver is saved, and the medicinal herbs can be charged. ”

"No wonder people say that girls are extroverted, but now you can see it with your own eyes."

I sniffed the face in front of me, and after adjusting to the darkness, I could see it with my own eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh while covering my nose, "Hmm, it's a little sour." ”

He sniffed closer at me, his eyes narrowed and narrow, and they looked like he had stolen two winter night stars embedded in his pupils, extremely bright.

"It's really a little sour, it turns out that you are not only nervous about women, but also learned to be jealous of men, and your own brothers can't tolerate it."

Is this Yinxiang, or someone else? Before I could think about it, the laughter in front of me stimulated me to push it over casually, "There are men and women in this palace, I can't care about it, if you like to go anywhere, I am happy to live alone." ”

Grabbed and pressed his hands back to his chest, the wind slipped into the corner of the quilt, and disappeared in an instant.

"It's still cold."

After mentioning this, I remembered that those resentments seemed to be dispersed with the wind, and the same quilt was very warm, and I, nesting in his chest, legs and feet were wrapped like vines. The refusal is fake, the wrong mouth is true, and the hypocrisy is obvious.

"This is the ...... Not leaving? ”

Fingers swept from top to bottom behind my back, and the strap that was tied around my waist was returned to the back of my heart, and the palm of my hand was warmly covered on it, like a soft thin lip on my forehead.

Holding the side of my face to look up, the itch rubbed against my cheek, blocking all my doubts.

I miss more than I realize, I can't tell it all, and I don't need to. Those days and nights, those snowy stars, those empty palaces and bedrooms, those intentional or unintentional short-term ...... I am guarding for one.

He returned, as usual. All the words seemed to have been said just now, and at this moment, he just hugged me tightly, with his inseparable breathing and entangled body hair and skin, and told me with a qiē that he could express, and it was not only me who would miss me.

Sudden turnover, stop everything.

His fingers were still in his throbbing heart, his arms were clasped behind him, his skin rubbing against his loose hair.

I lay on my side in front of him, my legs curled up in a ball, my breathing in my ears panting clearly. There is also a firm lower abdomen that is pressed against the back of the buttocks, and the thighs that are so hard that there is no softness, and the underwear that has not yet faded through each other is still clearly felt, and it hurts.

Biting his lip, he couldn't help but move, not knowing whether to leave or get closer, the heat had responded to the ground between his legs, rubbing repeatedly under the light and soft silk. He didn't move, but the arm in front of him tightened again, and he heard a muffled hum in his ear, like the breath flowing in the brocade quilt at this time, ambiguous, depressed, and ready to come out.

"Don't move."

The quilt and body are full of his smell, and as the heat accumulates more and more, it continues to evaporate, and it is everywhere. I snorted meaninglessly, lowered my chin between my collarbones, and finally lifted my head against him with difficulty breathing, grabbed the corner of the quilt and barely took a few breaths, but I couldn't breathe.

Those dark eyes were closed at this time, and I could not see a trace of light pressing on my face, and the tips of my eyelashes rolled and trembled slightly. The unsteady breathing was wet and hot and spit on my neck, and even those beards seemed to have life, which made people more and more numb, but they were used very much, and I loved it so much.

All the attention is on him, from head to toe, even the ends of the hair that are pressed on his back, and the nails on his arms, all of them are feeling, and nothing can be avoided or stopped.

I don't know what he said, but he still bit the mouth buried in his neck, and it hurt so much that I straightened my back and didn't cry out the pain, and the hand that was clasped around my waist had pulled the strap of my pants and quickly pulled it to my thigh. I opened my mouth and couldn't say half a word, and I didn't dare to move again, so he hooked one leg and put it on his own leg, and there was no longer any cover on my body.

Staring at the face that suddenly raised in front of me, the bottom of my eyes was pitch black, and two extremely dim lights seemed annoying, and some of them were undetectable, but they were solemn but almost ignited a fire, sucking my whole person into it instantly.

"Yinzhen ......"

screamed, not knowing what to say, he pressed the corners of his lips faster. The hand on the inner thigh rubbed back and forth, without the urgency of the square, the fingertips always gently swept on the nearest edge, no longer forward, but there was a little more wet stickiness, as the hand became hot and hot, it was transmitted to the body and returned to him.

"These days...... Have you ever missed me? ”

The low sentence penetrated into my brain through my lips, and I nodded directly, and a thought was swallowed by him.

The source of the hot heat is still tough and brutal against the most sensitive places under the legs, and the soft clothing is wet, and the grinding is even more sore. I shook my head but couldn't shake off his entanglement, and I let out a few cries like grievances, and my snake-like tongue poked in, turning all the pain I exhaled almost simultaneously into a broken moan, which overflowed my lips and scattered in the brocade quilt. The wandering hand no longer caresses gently, like his tongue that rolls around in my mouth and pushes it hard between my legs, even more presumptuous.

The hand in front of his chest grabbed hard, and suddenly retreated, pulling my hand around the back of his neck. "......Shhhh Hold me, feel good, I miss you too...... If you scream like this abrasively, people will not be afraid when they hear it, but they will only be afraid of ...... I really can't stand it, so I can only give you my life. ”

I don't know where a sentence popped up and exploded into my head, and I don't remember who said it, but I remember: I heard someone say today that the emperor was going to keep filial piety for the first emperor for three years, and even the draft of the minister Tiyì was returned. If the first emperor is still there, this year's spring will also be chosen, this time, I don't know how many girls will have to wait for another three years.

His face was suddenly wet, and I grabbed his wrist but couldn't stop the rapid force, but gradually became gentle, and suddenly the wind and rain were all in his hands. I kept sucking on my lips lightly or heavily, and occasionally I bit down on my teeth, but I didn't feel any pain anymore.

Sweat, dripping down his forehead and on his face, mixed with tears, flowed to his lips and melted into each other's mouths, a taste called Yinzhen, which was tightly wrapped in mine.

I endured not to make any sound, not to cry or make a fuss, but I called the name over and over again, and put it into his mouth one by one, and I could not hear anything but when he called me.