After another half a month, the winter snow disappeared, and the first rain of the year arrived.

The eaves were drizzling, Gu Nan sat by the window and looked at Yin Cheng'an, who was practicing calligraphy with his eyes down, and the ink-colored characters were spread on the white rice paper, which was quite a bit of style.

About an hour later, Yin Cheng'an stopped writing and called Yin Chengxiu to read together, and when he heard his brother's call, Yin Chengxiu immediately wrinkled his face and looked at Gu Nan pretending to be pitiful.

Gu Nan smiled: "There is no harm in learning more, go ahead." ”

The wrinkled face suddenly became more complaining.

The hall was unusually quiet, the coke oven was full of incense, and only the sound of turning books could be heard.

Gu Nan lowered his head and fiddled with the chess pieces, occasionally looking up at the person opposite, Yin Chengan solemnly read the book, and made annotations from time to time. Although Yin Chengxiu didn't like to read, he also calmed down and watched it carefully at this time.

The former prefers strategy theory, while the latter prefers military books.

The character can be seen.

Seeing that it was time to eat, Gu Nan stood up: "Take it." ”

Yin Chengxiu cheered and got up and left the table, and Yin Chengxiu walked behind him, with a calm temperament.

Gu Nan raised his hand and poked Yin Chengxiu's forehead: "It's not easy to learn." ”

was told by his own little master, Yin Chengxiu was a little embarrassed, covering his forehead and coquettishly: "Okay, okay, next time, I will study hard." ”

Gu Nan looked at the little prince who was blinking, then looked at Yin Chengan behind him, and smiled: "Let's go." ”

Reading in the morning and practicing martial arts in the afternoon.

The disciples of Wushuang Valley only practiced literature and did not follow martial arts, and Gu Nan had nothing to do, sitting under the tree drinking tea and watching, so comfortable.

In the paper, Yin Chengan is smart and smart, and when it comes to martial arts, Yin Chengan is better.

Gu Nan squinted his eyes and looked ahead, the older young man's eyes were calm, and his wrists were tough and powerful. The young boy stood behind his brother, and although he was still young, he could see his talent in his movements.

The seventh son of Emperor Jingzhao of the Great Qi Dynasty inherited the cultivation, at the age of five from the military, at the age of ten in the army, at the age of twelve to break the capture of countless feats, thirteen-year-old brother ascended the throne, self-invited to guard Yunnan, in October of the same year, led the army of 100,000 to break the barbarians, and died in the battle of Ziyun Pass.

The young man is heroic, and he is an iron horse.

After death, the body stood upright, looking at the capital from afar.

Gu Nan's eyes suddenly became a little hot, and he hurriedly took away the feelings that he shouldn't have.

Raising his eyes to see that it was getting late, Gu Nan rubbed his face and beckoned them to come over, and the little prince raised his head energetically: "Taifu, how am I?" ”

"Fabulous." Gu Nan smiled: "If the strategy can have such qualifications, I don't need to worry about you." ”

"It's okay to have a royal brother in both civil and military cultivation." Yin Chengxiu smiled and hugged his brother's arm: "Right?" Brother. ”

Yin Chengan smiled and pinched his cheek and raised his eyes to look at Gu Nan. The boy, who was four years older than himself, sat under the tree with a smile, his eyes full of warm light.

At this time, the spring is just right, and the young man is bright in color and has a wonderful appearance.

Ink and blue are difficult to depict.

Yin Chengan was a little stunned, and after returning to his senses, he lowered his eyes, and heard a warm and clear voice in front of him.

"Qingshan is not tired of three glasses of wine, only one game of chess for a long time, Cheng'an, come and sit."

The young man held the chess pieces in his hand and smiled, stretched out his hand to brush the fallen flowers on the chessboard, and looked indifferent.

Yin Chengan sat down as he said, raised his hand and fell down.

The chessboard was soon covered with black and white chess pieces, Gu Nan lowered his eyes to look at the chess game, the black chess was decisive in killing, the momentum was decisive, and he quietly paved the way for himself, thoughtful, like the character of a chess player.

The breeze is gentle, and the years are quiet.

The tea boiling next to him was boiling hot, and the black and white chess pieces kept falling in the mist, Gu Nan had always been casual, Yin Chengan restrained his dark color and looked at the chessboard, and the momentum revealed by his face could faintly see the appearance of the young emperor seven years later.

Another son, like a bamboo.

Gu Nan looked up at Yin Chengan, who was looking down at the chessboard, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were bottomless.

The more than 1,000 days and nights that have been up and down in the deep palace are enough to make the flamboyant young man become thoughtful.

Suffering is the most plastic man.

It's a pity that it's too much.

Gu Nan dropped the chess pieces in his hand, Yin Chengan looked down, and then looked at the chessboard, the situation had changed greatly.

"It's really good to be thoughtful and take every step of the way." The chess pieces fell one by one, forcing the sunspot to a desperate situation: "But you are too anxious, Cheng'an." ”

"Just look at the current situation in the court, the eldest prince has become a climate, the second prince is getting fuller, the third prince is more and more favored, although the fourth prince is free and does not involve in court politics, but his mother Rong Guifei is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Gu Nan said lightly: "Fifth Highness, what you should do at this time is not to fight with momentum, but to gather the edge, and kill with one blow in the future, that is the real way out." ”

Yin Chengan listened in a daze.

The last white piece finally fell, and the chess game was completed.

Go down in flames.

Yin Chengan looked at the sunspot who had completely collapsed, thinking about the chess game at the beginning, his eyes were a little dazed.

On the surface, it seems that Bai Zi has no rules, and he has been leading him, but if you think about it carefully, the killing array has been hidden in randomness, and when the time comes, he will kill all his retreats with only one son.

Yin Chengan knew that Gu Nan's intention of calling him to play chess was by no means simple, but he never thought that the latter would use such a direct means to tell him how to go in the deep palace.

Thinking about it, Yin Chengan raised his head and glanced at Gu Nan deeply, and after a while, he got up and arched his hand: "Thank you, Taifu." ”

"It doesn't matter." Gu Nan narrowed his eyes, took it for granted, and suddenly smiled again: "It's not too early, let's go to sleep after eating something and bathing, Cheng Xiu is also tired." ”

Yin Chengan rolled his eyes, and then saw that Yin Chengxiu had fallen asleep leaning on the plum tree at some point.

As soon as his eyes warmed, Yin Chengan stepped forward to pick up his younger brother, and the little prince opened his eyes in a daze: "Hmm...... It's over? Brother, who won between you and Taifu? ”

Hearing this, the young man who had always been calm looked embarrassed.

Gu Nan bent his eyes and smiled, stepped forward and took the young man's hand: "Let's go." ”

The plum blossoms behind fall with the wind, and the new green half leans on the spring breeze.

It was still a hazy drizzle during the day, and there was a sudden thunderstorm at night.

The plum blossoms were wet by the rain and fell on the white marble steps, like the winding blood of that night.

Yin Chengan woke up in the thunder, and his back was already wet and cold.

Three years ago, it was also such a night, thunder and heavy rain, the screams of swords were hidden in it, and the dazzling blood stained the white marble steps.

Yin Chengan clenched his fists, and the crying and screaming of that night were like in his ears, word by word, making his eyes and heart ache.

Hate, how hate.

He closed his eyes, and his heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and the slightest exertion made it hurt heartbreakingly.

The boy curled up and buried his head in the crook of his arm, stinging to the bone, and it became more and more difficult.

He stood up, stumbled out the door without putting on his shoes, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw red plums dotted on the white stone steps.

His eyes were suddenly red.

Hearing the thunder outside, Gu Nan put down the scroll, and just wanted to turn off the lights and fall asleep, he heard a knock on the door.

Getting up and opening the door, Gu Nan was stunned, and the rain-soaked young man stood by the door, stubborn and lonely.

"Taifu."

The voices were all trembling.

Gu Nan hurriedly pulled him in and took a cloth towel to wipe off the rain for him: "What's wrong?" ”

The young man's pale lips twitched a few times: "I...... Thunder, rain, three years ago ......"

The broken words were enough for Gu Nan to understand what the young man meant, and he was a little distressed, so what if he was thoughtful and firm, he was still a child after all.

Putting the cloth towel in Yin Chengan's hand, Gu Nan wanted to go and get him a new dirty clothes, but as soon as he turned around, his hand was grabbed.

The always stubborn young man had a bit of pleading in his eyes: "Taifu...... Can I stay tonight? ”

"Okay." Gu Nan reached out and brushed away the wet hair stuck to the young man's cheek, took him to get the dirty clothes with him, and after letting Yin Chengan change into it, he took his hand and walked to the bed.

After Yin Cheng'an lay down, his body curled up unconsciously.

Gu Nan sighed and stepped forward to gently stroke his back: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a thunderclap outside, and the sky was lit up for a moment.

Yin Chengan's body that had just relaxed instantly tensed, trembled slightly, his head was buried tightly in the quilt, and soon there was a faint whimper.

The unbearable and hopeless past reappeared in my mind, full of blood.

Yin Cheng'an closed his eyes, and for a moment, he suddenly felt that he was being held in a comforting posture, and then, a pair of soft hands gently went up, covering his ears.

The scented strands of hair fell on his cheeks, embracing warmth and softness.

The blood in the eyes and the screams and cries in the ears slowly dispersed in this light embrace, turning into a little warm spring light, where there was no darkness and no despair, only a plum tree and a stone table, above which was placed fragrant tea, and the black and white chess pieces next to it were laid out on the chessboard, which was the most tranquil and warm color.

Feeling Yin Chengan's body gradually relax, Gu Nan let go of his hand and patted his back gently: "Sleep well, it's all over, it's okay." ”

Yin Chengan never thought that one day there would be such a person, who could give him the greatest salvation with just one sentence.

Outside the hall, the night wind was cold and cold, and the rain was pouring down.

The light in the hall is like a bean, and it is warm like spring.

Yin Chengan turned around and looked at Gu Nan's eyes, looking at the warm color in those eyes, his eyes were a little sour for a while.

His fragility did not last long, the sound of the wooden door opening made him sober from his love, and after taking away his expression, he turned back, the little prince stood by the door with a pillow, and looked at Taifu and his brother with wet eyes: "Brother, Taifu, I'm afraid." ”

Gu Nan smiled helplessly, got out of bed and picked up Yin Chengxiu, the two brothers were lying on his left and right, one holding one of his hands, his face was quiet and content.

The night breeze blew in through the crack in the window, and the lights flickered to the right a few times before going out, and the hall instantly went dark.

Gu Nan pulled the quilt up to cover the three of them, and said softly, "Sleep." ”

The little prince had already fallen asleep.

Yin Chengan held Gu Nan's hand tightly in the dark, his eyes were deep.

For three years, more than a thousand nights.

Only tonight, it's rare to get a good night's sleep.