The winter night is like a wash, and the eternal night is lying in the shadow of Guiying.

Since entering the middle of the month, the furnace fire in the Changji Hall has been burning from morning to night, and there is no moment to stop, because the charcoal fire is burning, the window does not dare to close tightly, and at this moment it is pulling in the cold wind, and the sound is not big or small to stir Yuan Lingjun tossing and turning.

"Put out the fire." She finally couldn't help but say, hugging the quilt and sitting up.

The maid who watched the furnace at night looked up in astonishment, and saw the king with half of his face in the tent, and did not understand why she had suddenly asked to put out the fire. The emperor's weak physique is well known to everyone in the palace, and he is extremely afraid of cold after winter, so there are maids who serve the fire in the special palace to ensure that there will be no interruption throughout the winter.

Yuan Lingjun put on his clothes, put on his clothes one by one under the stunned gaze of the maid, and went straight to open the door of the hall and walked out.

Jiu Wan, who was guarding the door, turned around, saw her standing in front of the door, and asked, "Your Majesty has something to order?" ”

Yuan Lingjun waved his hand and motioned to keep quiet, "Go to Lin Yuan." ”

The purple platform is majestic, the trees are beautiful, the shadows of the branches are reflected in the clear light, and the shadows of the two are also stretched very long.

Yuan Lingjun had a complicated and excited mood, she didn't know how to describe how she felt at the moment, as if she was particularly agitated, and she couldn't wait to see him. She pinched the placket of her clothes, held down the jade deer, her heart pounded, and she was irrepressibly sad, from ancient times to the present, the emperor claimed to be a lonely person, probably standing among ten thousand people, but no one really understood the hesitation and helplessness in their hearts, and finally met such a confidant person, but they were hindered in every way, and they could not stay together for a long time.

The Shanglin Yuan Palace Group was close in front of her, she quietly wiped away her tears, climbed the stairs, stopped in front of the door, and said to Jiuwan and the guards of the main hall: "Retreat to the outside of three zhang." ”

The hall was pitch black, only the halo reflected in the lattice fan, presumably not sleeping. She fumbled over, about to push open the lattice fan, Tianbao just came out of it, opened her mouth, "Your Majesty......"

Yuan Lingjun raised his index finger, "I have something to say to my son, you go to the outer hall to guard." Tianbao looked behind him and quickly retreated, his sleeves raised with a burst of wine.

Yuan Lingjun wrinkled his nose and closed the lattice fan with his backhand. He was really drinking, it was the strongest wine in Lin'an, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell.

Only the blue candles were lit in the room, Qu Yi wore his hair loose, and Ruan was lying on his side in his arms, and there were wine jugs and jue cups lying horizontally and vertically on several cases around him. She squatted down and poked him on the shoulder, but she didn't move, she shook it without being deflated, "Childe, wake up." ”

"Tianbao, I'm only drunk this time." He grunted impatiently, and finally turned over, his cheeks flushed, and he was already handsome, but when he was drunk, he added a bit of charm to his usual charm.

Qu Yi is not luxurious, but he is a person who is used to being exquisite, his hair must be neat and smooth to see people, and he loves wide clothes and big sleeves very much. At this moment, he was also loosely draped in a wide robe, but his chest was wide open, revealing a jade-like chest, and his long hair was spread softly, pressed between his back and the seat. The extraordinarily casual appearance is very different from the ordinary Lan Lu Gongzi, and it does not affect his image as a gentle son.

Maybe this is the real Lan Lu. Thinking like this, she took a few steps to the lattice fan and vigorously pulled it away, "Tianbao, prepare something to sober up, and bring some water." ”

With that, she went back to the previous place, patiently cleaned up the mess, and put all the jugs and glasses aside for the dining table, and Tempo had knocked on the door.

"I'll come here, you step aside."

Tianbao closed the door and went out, Yuan Lingjun took away the Ruan who was pressing on his chest, rolled up his sleeves, and twisted up wet towels to wipe his forehead and cheeks for him. He didn't move, as if he was drunk and unconscious, and let Yuan Lingjun rub and pinch it flat.

"I finally mustered up the courage to see you, but you are a drunken mess, hateful and hateful." She said angrily, patting his face lightly a few times, but she still couldn't bear to really push hard.

After wiping his sticky neck, he wiped his upper body all over again, and finally came to a pair of hands, she held it in the palm of her hand, and used her lips to trace the pen cocoons on her fingertips, and her eyes were red. It was a pair of hands holding swords......

Qu Yi moved uncomfortably, and Yuan Lingjun immediately sat up straight, moved his head to his lap and pillowed it, and took the Songping stone in his mouth to help him sober up.

The moon has deflected, the corners are silent, and Lin'an has entered midnight.

Yuan Lingjun was not sleepy yet, and his eyes were wide open, staring at the blue candle that was about to be extinguished. Qu Yi was lying obediently in her arms, in the dim orange light, her facial features were soft, and her long eyelashes quietly covered her lower eyelids, reflecting a half-arc shallow shadow.

The candles fell silently, the last spark disappeared into the night, and the frosty moonlight crashed into the window lattice. She lowered her head, stroked his face, kissed those thick eyelashes, and pecked her lips mischievously.

It's so good, seeing that he didn't wake up, he gnawed boldly with confidence, and then recklessly smeared saliva on his face, moving as light as a cat. The eyelashes trembled obviously, Qu Yi suddenly woke up, and Yuan Lingjun was startled and held his breath. I'm nose to nose with him.

Qu Yi looked at her with empty eyes, and blinked suspiciously, "Is His Majesty here?" He raised his hand again and pressed his forehead, "No, it's the minister's drunk, and his head still hurts a little." ”

Yuan Lingjun suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and sat up straight without a trace. She was here to wipe him and to be a pillow for him, and he dared to doubt it. "Childe, it's me." She kept a straight face.

Qu Yi got up suddenly, and met her resentful eyes, slightly surprised, "Mingyu, why are you here?" ”

Yuan Lingjun glared at him angrily, "I came to be a maid for Childe, since Childe is awake, I guess I don't need to serve here, let's go." She smoothed out the folded skirt and got up to leave, but after sitting for too long, her legs were already numb and unconscious, and she fell down before she could stand firmly.

She fell into a warm, lightly scented bouquet embrace, a broad chest against her back. is to miss the embrace for a long time, and she is no longer pretentious, and snuggles quietly with him.

No one spoke, and they could clearly smell each other's breathing and heartbeats.

He held her in his arms and didn't let go, kissing her cold cheek with cool lips, "Mingyu, you're so cold." He rubbed his chin against the top of her hair, and greedily sniffed the incense from the socket of her neck. Yuan Lingjun grabbed the hand that was lying across his waist and turned his face sideways, blending with his breath.

"I remember I hugged you when you were little." He said.

Yuan Lingjun didn't have the slightest memory of this, and was very curious, "Really, when did it happen?" ”

"In the autumn hunting sacrifice ceremony, in the upper forest garden of the blizzard." Qu Yi's memory seems to be pulled back to the year when it snowed heavily.

When he first entered the Jin Palace, he caught up with the autumn hunt.

The sacrificial ceremony before the royal hunting is cumbersome and grand, the young concubine has never seen the hunting scene and can't help but be curious, all the way noisy and laughing without order, the wife of the king of Jin, Queen Xu, is known for her dignified majesty, she doesn't like to frolic and disorganized, and she has a good meal. She is the only one who has no one to discipline even if she is loud and noisy. (To be continued.) )