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Xu Rong was wearing a thin summer shirt, and he was much taller than when they last met. The seven-year-old boy inherited the Xu family's usual gentleness and courtesy, followed behind Han Caiyi, and walked in a dignified manner. Seeing Xie Xuan, he saluted uprightly, but his title had not been changed, just like when he was a child, "Rong'er salutes the queen's aunt, and the queen's aunt is Jin'an." β
This serious appearance of taking care of things is still taught by Xie Jun since he was a child, Xie Xuan hurriedly got up and personally helped him up, and praised him when comparing his height, "Rong'er has grown taller again, I'm afraid my aunt won't be able to hold you." β
"Rong'er can hold her younger brothers and sisters when she grows taller," Xu Rong raised his face, Fang Cai's respect faded, and his expression showed closeness, "Rong'er hasn't seen them for a long time!" After all, the child's mind can't be hidden, and Xie Jun doesn't force him not to show joy and anger at a young age, but to write all the desires in his heart on his face.
Xie Xuan led him to the table, "My younger brothers and sisters haven't woken up yet, okay?" β
Xu Rong nodded, then looked at Xie Jun with a smile, "Mother! Nearly a year has passed, and he has not been separated by Xie Jun's departure from the Qingguo Mansion, and even because there are many strange things in Xie Jun's place, and he has to make a few more trips to the past when he has nothing to do, the mother and son are as close as ever, without the rules in the mansion, Xu Rong can occasionally stick to Xie Jun's arms and make a coquettish.
Later, Han Caiyi and Tang Wanrong saluted, and they were overjoyed, "This kid is really a ghost, when he saw me coming here, he immediately followed, and said that it was because he missed me, but it turned out to be aimed at the two children." He bowed down and pinched Xu Rong's face, and stood in front of the window, still with the same cheerful temperament as before, "Speaking of which, I don't know how many times I have come to this Xie Chi since I was a child, but it is the first time I have stood here and looked out, the scenery is different, Queen Mother-how about you let me come over for a walk every once in a while?" β
"Why bother, I'll give you the key every once in a while, come and visit every day!" Xie Xuan was in a very good mood, and because he didn't want to be restrained, he sent the other female officials out, leaving only Fang Zhou and Konoha who were brought into the palace to serve by his side.
Konoha has improved his skills in the past two years, and he is not inferior to the famous chefs in the imperial dining room, he goes to the imperial dining room every day to pick some ingredients that he likes, and turns back to cook a few exquisite side dishes in the small kitchen, and every time he can ask Xie Xuan to use more rice.
Today's pastries and preserved fruits are also from her hands, Xie Xuan has a lot of female officials around her, Konoha specializes in meals, and there are good ingredients to serve, which naturally adds more flavor than before.
Han Caiyi tasted a few, sighed, pulled Xu Rong over again, and insisted on feeding him some pastries.
In fact, this small banquet is not a big deal, but a few close people get together and chat about the boundless scenery of Xie Chi. The surrounding windows are open, and the thick green water waves in all directions are in full view, and across a volley arch bridge is Han Jue and Xu Shaoliu, Wei Yuandao and Xie Tang, Xu Rong played here for a while, and saw that the two children in the swaddling clothes still refused to wake up, so they had to go there first.
Xie Jun saw him out of the bead curtain, stepped across the arched bridge under the leadership of a palace man, and entered the opposite side.
Because she felt sorry for her son, she loved her very much, and only when she saw him pass safely did she let go of her heart, and wanted to withdraw her gaze, but when she looked up, she saw Xu Shaoliu.
He didn't know when he arrived on the other side of the arched bridge, and he was still wearing a crow-colored gown, brocade clothes, and his demeanor was the same as before. His eyes were also looking this way, and they just fell on Xie Jun's position, separated by an arched bridge, and his eyes seemed to be nostalgic.
Although the husband and wife have been reconciled, there is still Xu Rong involved, although Xie Jun said some stinging words on the day of reconciliation, but the relationship did not stiffen. Nodding politely and detachedly, Xie Jun didn't linger, retracted his gaze, and heard Tang Wanrong quip-
ββ¦β¦ The delay of picking clothes has come to this day, and the person who proposed the marriage has broken through the threshold, but she still twists her neck and refuses. My aunt couldn't resist her, so she was so angry that she scolded several times. β
Xie Jun also smiled when he heard this, and looked at Han Caiyi, "Your mother is afraid that her intestines are green with regret, and she knew that she was so stubborn today, she should have taken advantage of her weakness to tie up and send her to the sedan chair." Now I want to tie you, but I can't tie you anymore. β
This is naturally a joke, Han Caiyi is quite proud, "My mother can't beat me, and her light skills are not as good as mine, so naturally she can't catch them." Dad and eldest brother are in Yanming Pass again, no one to help, my mother can only be anxious, hehe! β
Xie Jiu looked at her smugness, and called Tang Wanrong, "I remember that although I am good at picking clothes, I can't beat General Tang, right?" I heard that General Tang Xiao was on his way back to Beijing, so when the time came, he was asked to help, and the matter was done. β
"Actually......" Tang Wanrong sat next to Han Caiyi, her voice was still as gentle as before, "My brother has never married, and it will be good to snatch Caiyi directly when the time comes!" Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses. β
At the beginning, they were both girls in the boudoir, and they could blush for a long time when they mentioned the girl's heart, but now that these four are married and have children, even Tang Wanrong, who has always been gentle, is so funny. Except for Wen Baicao, who didn't know each other well, she kept smiling and not speaking, the three of them were teasing her just now, and Han Caiyi sighed with disappointment on her face, "You guys...... The co-authors bullied me. β
"But seriously," Tang Wanrong looked serious, "if my brother can rob you, my mother will die of happiness." β
Your brother doesn't want to rob me, he thinks about my sister-in-law! Now guarding outside the Yanming Pass, the folk customs there are rough and open, maybe one day he will learn from his father's example and rob a folk girl as a daughter-in-law. Han Cai slandered.
Xie Jun was also funny, "Say we partnered to bully you?" You calculate yourself, now you are eighteen, and the sisters of that day have all become mothers, just you, and you are still so scattered. β
"At the age of eighteen, you deserve to be tied up and stuffed into a sedan chair? I'm idle now, and it's not too late to be twenty years old! Han Caiyi was not convinced, and glanced at Xie Xuan with his eyes.
Obviously, she couldn't withstand the siege of several people, Xie Xuan watched the excitement for a long time silently, took a sip of tea and sighed, "Let's not worry about it, the appearance of picking clothes must belong to the heart, and wait and see." "ββI had previously learned from Han Jue that the King of Jin was interested in Han Caiyi, and now Xie Xuan was waiting for the national funeral to pass, and the King of Jin asked the Ministry of Rites to prepare, and married Han Caiyi in a beautiful manner.
Han Caiyi pushed the boat along the water, and said with a smile: "It's still the queen who knows me!" "Raise a glass and drink it all.
is so calm and upright, but the other three don't know the truth from the fake, so they turn over this article and find something else.
Han Caiyi sat by the window, looking at the Xie Chi Causeway outside, slightly distracted.
Yes, she just has a heart and has been waiting for him.
From the age of twelve or thirteen gradually understood the mind, to later chased to Luzhou, until the King of Jin returned to Beijing due to the national mourning and delayed, the passing years are like the passing of water inadvertently slipped, the autumn is the summer solstice, the four o'clock flow, the spring flowers bloom and fall many times, the cardamom girl of the past is getting taller and taller, bright and lively in addition to occasionally learning to hurt the spring and autumn. When she was shocked by these changes, Han Caiyi realized that she was already eighteen years old.
It's been eight years since we first met.
In fact, why not envy Xie Xuan and Tang Wanrong? With her husband by her side and a childish son under her knees, what many daughters crave most is nothing more than such a plain and ironing happiness.
But she still stubbornly stayed in the boudoir, waiting for that person to propose.
In the distance, the willows along the embankment are vibrant, and the slender willow silk floats on the water, jagged and reflects the simple and elegant courtyard behind.
I suddenly remembered that many years ago, she and Xie Xuan were playing on Xie Di, the green willows outside the small courtyard were blowing on the embankment, and the young man Lang was dressed in jade and brocade, and his words and expressions were like a spring breeze. At that time, Han Caiyi didn't pay much attention to this highness, and was still greedy for the joy of playing with Tang Lingjun, until later, I don't know when, his eyes unconsciously lingered on him - that calmness and transparency, gentleness and beauty, made him completely different from all teenagers, like spring sunshine sprinkled in the corner of the yard, quiet and warm.
And even though she is used to jumping up and down, she wants to be like a cat at the base of the wall, lazily bathing in the soft spring light.
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Half a day of laughter makes people feel refreshed.
Han Caiyi hadn't come to Xie Chi to play for a long time, and after being teased, he remembered the old days, so he was about to take a walk on Xie Di. Tang Wanrong and Xie Jiu were also quite interested, Wen Baicao rarely came here before, and when he heard that there were many good places on Xie Di, he also walked with them.
Only Xie Jun and Xie Xuan were left in this pavilion.
After all, the sisters have a good heart, and the eyes that Xu Shaoliu often glanced at on the other side not only Xie Jun felt it, but even Xie Xuan noticed it, so she consciously relied in the pavilion on the grounds of being afraid of heat. After Han Caiyi and the others went out, Xie Xuan spoke, "Sister plans to stay like this all the time?" β
"You think I should talk to him again?"
"Well, I think too." Xie Xuan bit the word "also", held Xie Jun's hand and smiled slightly, "I'm afraid that when he left, Lord Xu was still negative, so he didn't say many words clearly, and I still feel regretful." Although I shouldn't be too involved, but my sister is so restless, I feel uncomfortable to watch. β
It was indeed restless, and when he was stared at like that by Xu Shaoliu's gaze, Xie Jun felt uncomfortable anywhere.
She has already divorced and walked out of the Qingguo Mansion, except for Xu Rong, she has not much to do with Xu Shaoliu. And his disconnected gaze really made her uncomfortable.
Xie Jun moved, and Xu Rong on the other side of the arch bridge had already stumbled over. Half a day was relaxed, and the rules at this time were not so heavy, he ran to Xie Xuan's side, his face was full of anticipation, "Aunt Queen, it's time for my younger brothers and sisters to wake up, right?" β
"Wake up, I'll show you." Xie Xuan took his hand and turned to the side.
The dragon and phoenix fetus in the side room only woke up not long ago, and they were spitting up milk bubbles and playing with them. Yingying was a little more active, leaned sideways to face Zhao'er, and played with her brother's hand outside, Zhao'er let her toss, and she had no opinion on the saliva on her hands, and her eyes fell on an embroidered screen outside the swaddling clothes, lingering among the rivers and mountains of colorful embroidery.
Xu Rong looked interesting, and turned his head to discuss with Xie Xuan, "My sister likes to play with her hands so much, last time I handed my finger over, she held it." He glanced at Xie Xuan as if asking, and seeing that she had no objection, he stretched out his finger and rubbed Yingying's face, "Little princess, little princess, I'm my cousin." β
Ying Ying was obviously attracted by this new cousin, threw away Zhao'er's hand, opened her mouth and smiled, and held Xu Rong's hand, but did not send it to her mouth - she is very picky now, except for her own tender fingers and her brother's hand, she does not eat anything.
Firmly held by the baby, Xu Rong was obviously cautious, and felt happy, and took advantage of Xie Xuan's conversation with the nurse, and took a sip on the faces of the two little babies.
Zhao'er was disturbed by this movement, glared at Xu Rong dissatisfied, turned her head and saw that her sister actually held someone else's hand, she was a little stunned, blinked her eyes and looked at it for a moment, and then cried out with a "wow" - her sister actually left him and went to play with someone else's fingers!
Xu Rong was frightened, thinking that he was dissatisfied with being kissed by himself, so he hurriedly whispered, "Your Highness doesn't cry, Your Highness doesn't cry, I ...... I...... I'll sing you a song. "I was so nervous about the baby that I even stammered a little. So he carefully sang the hypnotic song that Xie Jun had sung to him, and then slowly appeased Zhao'er's dissatisfaction, and then broke into laughter.
The first three children were happy, and outside the pavilion, Xie Jun and Xu Shaoliu were separated by three or four steps.
Xie Jun's face was not happy, he was as polite as ever, but Xu Shaoliu had drunk some wine just now, and he couldn't help himself under the ups and downs of his emotions, and his eyes shrouded Xie Jun, "...... Just think that I was wrong before, and I shouldn't have made an advocacy to accept Cui Feng and make you unhappy. Rong'er is very dependent on you, my mother...... Even though we have been reconciled, Mother is always thinking about you. Xie Jun, it's been more than a year, right? I have suffered your punishment for me, and I have understood the wrongs of the past, so come back. You are still the young lady of the Qingguo Mansion, you don't have to be busy with business, and you don't have to be separated from Rong'er. As long as you come back, the past is all clear, and we are still a family. β
His posture is still as elegant as before, and even adds to the charm of a mature man.
Xie Jun can no longer give birth to the heartbeat he had at the beginning.
Probably his heart is dead, so even if the spring breeze burns the prairies, for her, she still can't raise the slightest spark.
"The past is gone, and since I have chosen and left, I will not look back." Xie Jun slowly spoke, took two steps back, and was unexpectedly calm, "Don't stay, the Qingguo Mansion is precious, you have a bright future in the court, why bother with the past." β
"But I regret the past." Xu Shaoliu's hand held the table next to him, "When you first proposed to make peace, I was angry, indignant, and angry, so I didn't keep it, and I didn't want to bow my head softly. It's been a year, and now I feel sorry, you are my wife, Rong'er's mother, I don't want to miss you like this. β
But what about regrets? The two have long since divorced, and when the marriage was cut off, all feelings had been severed.
Xie Jun looked at it for a moment, without the slightest hesitation, "Wake up, the arrows that shoot out, how can you turn back." β
The back that was getting more and more charming had left, but Xu Shaoliu was still standing in a daze, feeling at a loss for the first time. The ups and downs of the court, he thinks that he has a unique vision, and he can understand the thoughts of almost every colleague, and he almost never misses people. Now, he was at a loss.
This kind of Xie Jun seems to be completely different from what he knows.
The dignified and silent daughter of the Xie family, who knows the general situation, understands proportions, knows the rules, knows how to advance and retreat, is mellow, decent and generous, and is the most suitable young lady of the Qingguo Mansion. And this woman, who gradually left, left her husband, turned from a noble young lady of the princess to a merchant immersed in a clothing shop, loving her son, but refusing to return to her husband. Even the firm and unquestionable attitude just now was completely different from the previous gentleness.
Which one is the real Xie Jun?
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Xu Shaoliu was a little lost when he left, Han Jue had known him for a long time, and he had only seen this look when Xu Shaoliu left, but now when he revisited it, he was quite emotional, "The upper end of the court is stable, and it is still difficult to escape when you encounter a love word." Your sister still refuses? β
"Of course my sister refuses!" Xie Xuan leaned on Han Jue's arms, looking out of the window, and could see Xie Jun's figure gradually moving away, "My sister looks gentle and kind outside, but she is actually very proud." Lord Xu is not suitable for her sister regardless of temperament or ambition, she just hopes that someone will appear in the future, love her, protect her, and the two of them can consider each other's situation and move forward hand in hand. β
"As far as I know, it will take years for your sister to recover."
"Actually, you don't have to slow down." Xie Xuan stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Han Jue's waist and muttered, "When you meet the right person, there will be a lot of unexpected things." It's like a tall man who is a cold-faced Hades outside, but he is kind and considerate to Sister Wen. It's like picking clothes and watching everything not linger in your heart, and when you meet the King of Jin, you still love it. When my sister met that person, many things would not be a cause for concern. β
Han Jue felt the same way, "That's right, it's like I aspire to be a Ming Jun in the court, so that the world will be peaceful and the people will be rich, and when I come to you, I will have no ambition." β
"Is this saying that I'm in trouble?" Xie Xuan reached out and pounded his chest.
Han Jue grabbed it gently, wrapped his arms around him, and locked his wife in his arms.
The window sends the cool breeze of the lake, the golden building and jade que on the side of the lake and the clouds and shadows, and the rivers and mountains outside the majestic imperial city. Those are of course the peerless scenery that makes people's hearts surge, but for Han Jue, this corner at this time is the most coveted scenery in the world, her soft skin, her slightly chaotic breathing and coquettishness, her undulating snow peaks with her breath and her waist and hips that cling closely.
The perfection of the lost and regained, the gentleness of the skin, is better than all the splendid glory.
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The spring test, which was postponed for a year due to the death of Emperor Yuanjing and postponed for several months for the death of the little emperor of Longqing, finally came to an end in June.
Eighteen-year-old Xie Tang has the title of the gold list, and he likes to explore flowers.
After several years of hard study, and at a young age, he came into contact with court affairs under the guidance of Han Jue and Xu Shaoliu and others.
The emperor's brother-in-law was hit by Tanhua, and Xie Fu on this day was naturally full of joy after a long absence.
In the palace, Xie Xuan, who learned the news, took back the fruit that was sent to Han Jue's lips, "Just because he is the uncle of the country, you deliberately suppressed his limelight to avoid suspicion?" Hmph, it turns out that you are also so vulgar! β
How could the delicacy in his mouth make it fly, Han Jue immediately grabbed Xie Xuan's wrist, snatched the fruit and ate it, and by the way, took her finger in it and sucked it, and sighed: "You really don't know my hard work?" β
"Is it hard to bully Tang'er?" Xie Xuan didn't believe it.
"Jinshi and the first to have a flower feast, to be picked by the flower Lang garden, all over the capital. Such a good errand, I don't give it to Junxiu's young brother-in-law, do I give it to those two who already have families? β
In this way, Xie Xuan can be regarded as relieved. Xie Tang is now eighteen years old, and it was the family filial piety of the old lady Xie before, and then the national filial piety of the two emperors. She has both children here, but her most beloved brother is still alone, Xie Xuan sometimes thinks too much, and dreams at night that Mrs. Xie died, and Xie Tang can cry when he has to keep filial piety for another three years.
Now that Han Jue has this meaning, he naturally plans to choose a good girl for Xie Xuan, Xie Xuan is quite satisfied, "It's okay to help Tang'er pick someone, but I have to be in the palm of my hand, and I have to be willing, and I can't force him to marry the daughter of an important minister because of the affairs in the court." β
Han Jue responded, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I'm really tired of being the emperor." β
This is the truth, Xie Xuan often goes to the imperial study to relieve Han Jue's boredom, and sometimes when he sees that the pile of recitals on the desk almost submerges Han Jue, he can't wait to take them all out and burn them. At this time, when he heard the words, he obediently helped him rub his temples, "Can I help you pinch it at night?" Newly learned, it works. β
Of course, this is a beautiful thing, Han Jue is naturally happy, leaned over and kissed Xie Xuan on the face, and leisurely explained, "Marriage is a good way to win over courtiers, and it can always get twice the result with half the effort, you can see how easy those emperors in front of you are." Come to me, the harem is just such a treasure as you, and the guise of the concubine can't be used. It's rare to have a younger brother who is a prince, and he could have married a few more side concubines, but who knows that he is guarding my sister - you can't go to block the clothes. β
"Don't block your brother-in-law!" Xie Xuan hurriedly threatened, "You are such a brother-in-law." β
"So I often wonder who I should blame when I get to this point."
Xie Xuan wrapped his neck, "Brother Yujie is wise and martial, so he just safely removed the power of the celebrant and returned the power to the cabinet, and the court is clear and smooth, why do you need to use these means?" Speaking of which, when does King Jin plan to arrange for the Ministry of Rites to propose, she is about to be nagged out of the cocoon in her ears. β
"Arrangement in the month of Layue, marriage in February next year - the day is picked by clothes." Han Jue chuckled.
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In the mid-spring of the second year of Jianning, Chen Weiliang, the king of Jin, married Han Caiyi, the daughter of the Jingning Mansion and the county lord, which caused a sensation in the capital.
Today's only younger brother married his former sister, the Ministry of Rites used almost all his efforts, and the pomp and circumstance were all done enough, and the congratulatory gifts of the emperor and queen were sent to the Jin Palace.
In February, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the spring breeze cuts the willows, the silk and bamboo orchestra in the South Imperial Garden follows the contract, the slender dance posture is graceful, from the early morning to the afterglow, the people who go to the banquet are still unfinished to go back, and then congratulate the newlywed King Jin and Han Caiyi by the way.
When everyone was gone, and the spring breeze in the evening was still warm, Han Jue simply indulged and wantoned, and took Xie Xuan and a pair of dragon and phoenix tires to the upper lake of Xie Chi. Since his accession to the throne, this Xie Chi has bid farewell to the silence of the past, except for the Xie Chi Literary Society, which is held once a month, the emperor and the queen often come in person to see the lake.
In mid-spring, the water on the lake is sparkling, and the willows in the distance have turned into new green, and the tender willow branches swing with the wind, blowing the water into waves. Take a boat across the lake to reach Xie Di, the green waves on the lake stones on both sides are slightly rippling, and there are colorful butterflies that have just woken up and fly over the oblique flower branches on the shore.
At the beginning of that year, Xie Xuan only admired the romance contained in it. At that time, Xie Di was full of daughters from high-ranking families, BMW carved cars, brocade clothes, dark fragrance, smiling and smiling with the wind, and the winding Xie Chi was full of vigor and richness, and she was just the obscure sixth girl of the Xie family.
Now the lake is bright, the willow wind and birds are singing, and all the scenery is the same, but the personnel has quietly changed.
Xie Xuan walked with Ying Ying in her arms, a little distracted with emotion, and only when she came back to her senses did she find that her arms were a little sore, although this little princess was just a baby, she still felt heavy after holding it for a long time. She handed the child to Han Jue after changing her hand, so the emperor is the prince in his left hand and the princess in his right hand, and the two children called "Father" in a milky voice, and they all leaned over and kissed and licked on the handsome holy face.
Han Jue was caught off guard by the kiss, and when the two little babies finally let go, he solemnly handed them to the grandmother behind him.
Xie Xuan looked at his awkward appearance, smiled secretly in his heart, and took Juan Pa to help him wipe it, and was taken into Han Jue's arms.
The emperor and queen are always hugged by no one in front of everyone, and the palace people who are waiting are accustomed to it, so they bow their heads and continue to follow slowly. But Xie Xuan couldn't hold it back, and laughed in a low voice: "You like you, child, look at this disgusting look, can't you be spoiled?" β
"You are a soft-hearted mother, and I have to be a strict father." Han Jue was solemn.
"But Zhao'er will be a prince in the future, and he should really teach well." Xie Xuan was helpless, and immediately pursed his lips and quipped, "Our emperor has taken on such a heavy responsibility, so I have to spoil the child." β
"Well, you spoil the childβ" Han Jue quickly tapped a light on her face and lowered his voice, "I spoil you." β
Even though it has been several years since he got married, his inadvertent love words still make Xie Xuan's heart pound.
The evening breeze of mid-spring gently touched his heart, Xie Xuan stood on the causeway and looked at the majestic palace wall on the other side of the lake, where the eaves were warped, magnificent and solemn, and it was the most solemn and rich place in the world. To this day, Xie Xuan still feels that this is like a dream, and sometimes it feels unrealβis there a queen like her? Don't worry too much about the trivial affairs of the palace, don't worry about the concubines and concubines, she and Han Jue are guarding the huge palace, closing the palace doors, and placing a long case in front of the bookshelf to learn the characters.
"Brother Yuji," she looked at the palace wall from afar, "After a long time, I am slowly getting old, will you accept a concubine?" β
"No, it won't." Han Jue answered categorically.
How could he be so sure that he didn't even think about it? Xie Xuan was at a loss, "Why?" β
Does this need to be asked? Han Jue smiled in his heart.
Giving up eternity to seek the fulfillment of this life, no amount of time is enough, and no one can disturb it. Every day with her is one of the few perfect moments left in his life, so precious, where is he willing to waste? Time passes, the years go by, he holds her hand and gets older, and his love for her will only increase day by day.
It's just that, Han Jue won't tell Xie Xuan.
It was his secret, always hidden in his heart, and he was reluctant to let her know and make her sad.
Han Jue looked at her, "Because you're stupid." β
β¦β¦ Inexplicably, he actually said that his queen was stupid! Xie Xuan stretched out his arm around his waist and squeezed it hard.
It was the night of love, hugging each other and falling asleep, in a trance, Han Jue began to dream again. In the dream, there was no confusion and loneliness in the past, he seemed to be trekking between the mountains and dangerous waters and the desert Gobi, but his body did not feel tired, and even felt light - in the dream that flashed countless times, he still walked to the dark stone peak so easily for the first time, without the heavy despair at that time, there seemed to be a faint joy in his heart.
In the dream, I pushed open the stone door again, and between the sinking of consciousness, I felt the heat again.
Only this time he could open his eyes and see the blazing flames, and the black dragon pressing under the stone peaks. There was a fiery red light in front of him, gradually melting the cold and hard black stone peak, he didn't know where he was, but he saw the black dragon slowly rising into the air, the pitch black peeling off around him, and gradually glowing with a golden luster.
The dragon soared in the sky, Han Jue's consciousness was dazed, and in a trance, he felt as if he had become one with the dragon.
He is the true son of the dragon, and he trekked back to the past to find his beloved and save himself. In the dream, this absurd thought came into his mind clearly and abruptly, and he was surprised. His body seemed to fly with the dragon, sometimes rising and sometimes diving, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.
He was wearing a bright yellow bedclothes, and a golden dragon was flying on the top of the tent, showing his identity as an emperor everywhere.
Han Jue was stunned for a moment and sighed.
Sure enough, the emperor began to be pretentious after a long time, thinking about it day and night, and this dazzling embroidered dragon was mixed with memory, and it was woven into such a ridiculous dream. He is a true dragon emperor, but he is just an ascetic who once lost his beloved and tried his best to find perfection.
Han Jue subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged Xie Xuan in his arms tighter.
The emperor's bedroom must not be dim, and there is the light of lamps and candles outside the tent. The hazy moonlight leaked in from the window, sprinkling silver light all over the ground, and the light gauze curtain leaked the moonlight more softly, shining on her face, like the weak dependence of the previous life, like the delicate and simple state of this life. Han Jue's heart was tumbling, and he rubbed Xie Xuan into his arms sideways, and quietly kissed her eyebrows.
Life is not seen, and it is like a participant. Tonight and night, a total of this lamp candlelight.
He will always remember the sadness and despair of that time, and he will always be grateful for the fullness and happiness at this time.
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