Spring flowers, autumn moons, summer thunders, winter snow, the days are slanting, and the clouds are slow.

The peach blossoms in the Taiji Hall bloomed and thanked for opening, and they were still burning several times.

The spring breeze is still wonderful, and the peach blossoms have not lost their color, but the people who used to laugh and lean on the spring breeze and didn't know it were a little more bleak.

Gu Nan's body couldn't withstand the heavy snow of the eighth year.

The eighth year of the Great Qi Tianning, deep winter.

Heavy snow outside the window.

The medicinal fragrance in the Tai Chi Hall was thick, Gu Nan frowned and drank the brown medicinal soup, his stomach rolled a few times, and he quickly tasted bloody gas in his mouth.

He took out a handkerchief from under his pillow and put it on, and when he removed it again, there were a few more red marks on the plain color.

Hui Ji will be hurt, this is the price.

Gu Nan lowered his eyes and looked at the blood marks on the Jinpa, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He accompanied Yin Chengan for eight years, the first six years of life were light and gentle, looking back is full of affection, the Taiji Hall is full of peach blossom fragrance, there is no lingering smell of medicine, no illness and sorrow, and the heart is sad.

Since the seventh year, the past has really been just the past.

Gu Nan clenched the bloodstained handkerchief, and now he was lingering on the sickbed, and there were less than two years left.

The people in the hall lowered their eyes, and the people outside the hall stood expressionless in the snow for a long time, and finally pushed the door and walked in after Gu Nan coughed up blood again.

The cold wind swept the snowflakes in, Gu Nan raised his head slightly and caught a glimpse of the bright yellow color, quietly hid the handkerchief in his hand under the pillow, and smiled: "How is the matter today?" ”

"Not much." Yin Chengan sat down on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes swept over the pillow, and raised his hand to call the palace man to take the cloak and drape it on Gu Nan's body: "How do you feel today, are you still cold?" ”

The earth dragon of the Taiji Hall is scorching, the corners around and the center of the hall are placed with charcoal stoves, the doors and windows are specially sealed with heavy cotton cloth, the hand stove is placed in the arms, and the quilt is also covered with three layers.

But Gu Nan still felt cold, not because of the cold, but the kind of coldness that seeped out of the internal organs, cold and biting.

"It's not cold, it's good." Gu Nan smiled and patted Yin Chengan's hand.

Hearing this, Yin Chengan lowered his eyes and looked at the pale and thin hands in his hands, covered them with his backhand, and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "...... That's fine. ”

didn't say much, but there were more people in Miyagi who went out to look for good doctors and medicinal herbs, and the medicinal soup that warmed the body was sent to the Taiji Hall one by one, Gu Nan's internal organs hurt so much that he couldn't sleep at night, so Yin Chengan stretched out his hand to hug him beside him, and let the suffering person bite his arm until the flesh and blood were blurred.

Gu Xiang hadn't been in court for two years, and his body was weak, he knew that this was something that Wushuang Gu was born with, but others didn't think so.

There have been faint rumors in Daqi recently, Emperor Dao Zhaode became suspicious of Gu Xiang, and imprisoned him earlier, Gu Xiang is afraid that he no longer exists in the world.

The name of the Prime Minister of the Great Apocalypse is known all over the world, and his gentleness, benevolence, intelligence, and fame in the court and in the rivers and lakes. As soon as the rumors came out, there were many turmoils, and the calligraphy and paintings that insulted Emperor Zhaode in disguise appeared in the market, and even among children, nursery rhymes about Emperor Zhaode's loss of morality and dishonesty appeared.

Gu Nan lingered on the sick bed for two years and didn't know anything about these things, so Yin Chengan naturally wouldn't tell him that these things would worry him.

So when Gu Nan learned about it, the rumors had been noisy for three months.

Rumors are difficult to break and easy to break, that night, Gu Nanlin was silent for a long time in Yin Chengan's eyes before going to bed, and said: "I will go with you for the fifth day of the first month." ”

"It's freezing, you can't stand it." Yin Chengan said lightly: "You can recuperate with peace of mind, you don't need to think too much." ”

"The first article of the Wushuang Valley Rules, once it enters the WTO, it will ensure great prosperity and prosperity." Gu Nan spoke: "If the rumors are used by internal thieves and external criminals, the consequences are unpredictable, I am a disciple of Wushuang Valley in the rivers and lakes, and I am the prime minister in the court, so we must not let this kind of thing happen." ”

Hearing his words, Yin Chengan's deep eyes stared at him for a long time before he opened his mouth in a low voice: "Yu Yin Chengan, you are Gu Zhihuan, and you promise to accompany me through the joys and sorrows of my life." ”

"You can forget this, but I can't."

and the bitterness that accompanies speechlessness.

But no one knows better than Gu Nan that his decay has nothing to do with the cold weather.

"I'm going." Gu Nan said calmly: "Cheng'an, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens must be accompanied by someone, and now that Chengxiu has not returned to the court, I can't tolerate others standing side by side with you in my position." ”

There is no need to say the hidden affection in these words.

Yin Cheng's head trembled, stared at him for a long time, and said hoarsely: "Okay." ”

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky.

Hundreds of officials bow to the ground and bow three times and bow to the ground, the altar is built high, and the gods are lined up.

Emperor Zhaode stood on the altar in a gold-patterned robe with a black bottom, and Gu Nan stood beside him in a silver-patterned costume with a dark bottom, leaning over to hold incense and pray for the world.

At noon, the bells and drums sound in unison, and the liturgical music rises.

The two stood side by side on the high platform and bowed, lighting incense and burning charms, their voices were low and clear, and they were indescribably solemn together.

"Yu Wei Holy Spirit, quite born in ancient times, following the heavens, opening things into business. The longness of merit, the eternal life. I hereby give only the order of heaven, the style is clear, and I will always be honored with prayers. Feasting. ”

Leaning over three hundred, incense sticks on the stage, the ceremony is completed, and the ceremony and music are ringing together.

Yin Chengan got up and looked into the distance, feeling unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

The Haiyan River is clear in the distance, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

The old people around him are beside him, and his eyebrows and eyes are moist.

What more could you ask for? Yin Chengan thought.

Even if it's only for two years, he's willing.

After the ceremony, the rumors were self-defeating, and the court was stable.

It's just that Gu Nan can give Yin Chengan time, and there is only one year left from now on.

His body also completely collapsed this year.

In the past, he could still hold on to his spirit and play against Yin Chengan to make tea, but now it is extremely difficult to even stay awake.

June, Tai Chi Temple.

Gu Nan stood in front of the window and looked at the peach blossoms outside the window, a little pink was blown to the side of the bed by the wind, he reached out and picked up one, the pink color was even more burning in the pale palm.

Waving his hand to brush away the falling flowers, Gu Nan smiled bitterly and reached out to cover his mouth, and when he looked down, he saw that the palm of his hand was more outstanding than before.

The vermilion color is gorgeous, but it is sad to the eyes.

He wiped away the blood with an expressionless face, sat on the couch in a daze, felt a darkness above him for a long time, raised his head, Yin Chengan stood in front of him and looked at him, his eyes were full of forbearance and pain that were suppressed by pain.

Gu Nan didn't deliberately hide the blood-stained handkerchief, in fact, it was useless to hide it, and now that his body was in such a dilapidated field, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, he couldn't hide it.

Really, I can't hide it.

The corners of Gu Nan's mouth hooked a bitter arc, his fingers tightened unconsciously, and after a moment, a warm hand reached over and broke his hand and held it in his hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

These days, whether Gu Nan vomited blood or fell into a coma, Yin Chengan didn't ask too much, but just gave him a warm embrace when he woke up, and then said in a deep voice.

- It's okay, I'm here.

is calm and self-controlled, as Gu Zhi, and also shed silent tears many times in the middle of the night for these four words.

But he didn't know that during the many nights of his tears, a pair of deep eyes always looked at him silently, and the eyes were full of pain and despair that were about to overflow.

It is said that it is bitterness and joy to boil together.

But Yin Chengan gave all the joy to Gu Nan, and the pain was boiled by himself.

The peach blossoms smiled in the spring breeze, and after being blown by the wind, they fell in late autumn and were covered by winter snow.

Gu Nan knew that he might not be able to survive this winter.

After he suddenly fell into a coma for three days before waking up, Yin Chengan hugged him silently for a long time, and ordered Yin Chengxiu, who was far away at the border pass, to be summoned back.

The invincible little prince in the sand, when he saw Gu Nan's pale face on the sickbed, his eyes were red and deep, and he choked for a long time and tried his best to suppress the pain, and when Gu Nan came to his senses, he still saw the little prince who was smiling with wanton pride and pride in his memory.

Yin Chengxiu sat with him for a long time, and before parting, he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Gu Nan's neck, and coquettishly treated Gu Nan as he had countless times when he was a child: "Little master, I will go to the southwest in the coming year, you must prepare peach blossom wine and wait for me to return." ”

Gu Nan patted him on the back and said, okay, don't look over, both of them had red eyes.

The young man in Xuanfu stood outside the hall and looked at them silently, reaching out to cover his eyes.

The days passed, the snow fell, and the winter was bitter.

Gu Nan's spirit suddenly improved after a heavy snowfall.

Returning to the light is actually not a deceptive thing, when a person is about to come to the end of his life, there will always be obsessions to support him to say goodbye to his loved ones.

The last goodbye, and then there will be no more.

The plum blossoms in the Taiji Hall in the deep winter are the most enchanting, much better than the spring plum blossoms that Gu Nan saw when he first met Yin Chengan. The palace people cut flowers and branches to decorate the palace, Gu Nan smiled at the eye-catching red, and turned his head to Yin Cheng'an's first words, "I'm sorry." ”

I'm sorry I failed to keep my promise and live up to my affection.

No one else will know what he means better than Yin Chengan, and after hearing the words, he lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time, Yin Chengan said softly: "Qingshan is not tired of three glasses of wine, and only one game of chess is eliminated in a long day, Taifu, just play against me once, okay?" ”

The wooden table is decorated with plum blossoms, and the black and white chess pieces are distinct, just like in the past.

Gu Nan stretched out his hand to hold the chess and fell, lowered his eyes to look at the chess game, the black chess pieces still looked decisive in the past, but there was a hidden killing intention in it, which was the most delicate.

The once thin boy has grown up.

And Gu Zhihui is still going back, but he is going to return here.

This game of chess was played for a long, long time, and half an hour later, Yin Chengan gently dropped the chess pieces and became a big success.

"Taifu, I won."

His voice was very light, ethereal but solemn: "I didn't defeat you when I was a teenager, and I didn't win when I ascended the throne, but now, I have won." ”

Gu Nan looked at him in a daze, and watched the young man get up and walk to his side, bending down and picking him up, his voice hoarse.

"Taifu, life is like a chess game, step by step, in order to understand what you want when you are mature."

As soon as the words fell, his body was carefully put into the futon, Yin Chengan got up and covered the quilt for him, turned around for a long time, and when he came back, there was an extra river lamp in his hand.

The pink color has faded with time, and it may be seen that it has been carefully protected.

Gu Nan's eyes moved slightly.

Yin Chengan sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to brush aside the broken hair in Gu Nan's ear, and slowly handed over the river lamp. The river lantern was handed to him, and Gu Nan looked at the smudged ink above, and the precipitation was clear.

-- Gu Zhihui.

The three words were taken into his eyes, and the river lamp slowly spun in his stunned gaze, and stopped again, the new ink above was pitch black, and the pen penetrated.

- No regrets.