Sending the winter snow to the door, the hazy moonlight gently sprinkled on her body.

At night, the sky is a variety of shades of blue, and the crescent moon is sometimes hidden behind a veil-like cloud, which is extremely soft.

He stood in place for a long time, turned around and took his cloak and put it on, and slowly stepped into the misty night.

Walking aimlessly along the path, the palace lanterns on both sides of the path swayed gently, making her suddenly think of the lanterns on the streets of the Shangyuan Festival in Lingzhou. The lanterns are colorful and charming, and she refuses to go home on the street every day, and no one listens to her.

Compared with her naughtiness, her sister is well-behaved and obedient, and she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which is the greatest pride of her father. The neighbors often compare the two, and even Yan Ling sometimes ridicules them that one of them must have been adopted, otherwise how could it be so different. Whenever she was at this time, she would always come forward to make a fuss, and she would always stand by gently, smiling at them.

She had always known that the two were different, and that the two of them had spent the first fifteen years of their lives in love with each other, and she thought that even if they married separately in the future, they would be together forever, because they were the same and Tillian, forever connected.

But in the end, she underestimated the song, and underestimated the pride and ruthlessness under her gentle appearance.

This sixteenth birthday, which she almost forgot, was destined to be lived alone. I don't know who Qinge is with at the moment, but if he has achieved his wish, but he will occasionally think of her, and if he regrets it.

Before I knew it, I walked to the kitchen, where the lights were still on, and walked in. The kitchen was tidy and tidy, she looked around, noticed that there were still a few pastries on the table, she put them in the basket, hesitated, and took another bottle of good wine that Mama Zheng had stolen.

Wine is a good thing, it can warm up on a cold winter night, oh, and forget your worries.

She walked all the way west until her eyes were sparkling, paused, and walked over again. After placing the basket on the jade steps, he brought out a small plate, two cups, and a bottle of wine, and sat on the ground with his cloak coffered.

She was here a few days ago, and she almost lost her life, so this birthday, even if it was just herself, was worth celebrating.

She filled both glasses with wine, held one of them up, and drank it all in one gulp. She covered her mouth, almost choked and coughed it out again, her big apricot eyes narrowed, she didn't think that Mama Zheng's wine was so strong. Instantly, the wine came up, and his body immediately warmed up.

She poured another glass, looked at the swirling wine in the glass, did not move for a long time, and looked a little dazed.

When was the first time you drank alcohol? She tilted her head and frowned in thought.

Oh, she remembered, it was this time last year. She grinned, what a coincidence.

Look up and have another glass.

On her birthday last year, Yan Ling set up a table in the restaurant, with good food and wine. That day happened to be the second day when she learned that Yan Ling liked to sing, and she watched the two of them pretend to be casual, and forcibly endured it, thinking in her heart that she could compare with them whose forbearance skills were stronger. When she was about to lose, she quickly took the wine bottle in Yan Ling's hand.

Yan Ling pressed her hand, "What kind of wine is the girl's family drinking?" He rebuked.

Qingge glanced at the two of them and said lightly: "The person who celebrates his birthday is the biggest." Yan Ling let go of his hand.

On her birthday last year, she learned two things: what she had dreamed of for a long time was about to disappear, and she already knew her secret.

grabbed the bottle with her hand and wanted to pour a glass again, but she regretted to find that Mama Zheng's wine was only so little. Naturally, her eyes looked at the glass full of wine on the jade steps.

She threw the one in her hand, lifted it up into the void, and drank it all again.

After sitting for a few more moments, she got up from the ground and suddenly wanted to go to the observation deck.

Then on a person's birthday this year, she learned one more thing, it turned out that her alcohol consumption had grown, her head was no longer dizzy, she didn't walk shaky, and she didn't shout.

Could it be that the amount of alcohol will increase with age?

She chuckled softly and thought maybe she could try again next year.

Going up the path on the left, she could already see a wide piece of jade before she got close, and only there did she have a chance to see her hometown from afar.

Bypassing the dense trees, the vast starry sky fell into the eye, and the distant mountains were clearly illuminated with two shadows, one bright and one dark. She didn't expect to meet someone here and now, she gasped in surprise and subconsciously retracted her steps. The cold wind poured into her throat, causing an irrepressible itch, and she quickly covered her mouth and coughed very slightly.

The itch receded slightly, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave, but her eyes turned slightly and she still couldn't help but project it.

It's just that this look at it, the original two have become one.

She rubbed her eyes, and suddenly her hand froze on her forehead.

There was a sound in my ears.

In view of the previous incident, she was extremely sensitive to this light and fast sound, and her scalp suddenly tingled.

Slightly sideways, a thin sword was really pressed against the side of her neck.

Before she could make a move, the sword body had already left, "It's you." The voice was cold and familiar.

He stroked his chest and took a step back, smiling a little reluctantly, "Brother Yin, people are scary and scared to death." ”

Yin Hong didn't speak, he looked at her, his eyes were surprisingly serious, and his body still didn't relax.

"I know I'm scared and I'm running around." An indifferent voice came from the front.

If you come with your hands in your hands, the corners of your dark blue clothes are blown by the wind.

Since living in Zizhu Courtyard, this is the first time that Tilt has met him face-to-face.

"The slave has seen the prince." She lowered her head slightly, and looked behind him without a trace.

Somehow, she always felt that Yin Hong was not one of the two she had just seen. It's just that there is really no fourth person right now, and there is a cliff not far ahead, and there is nowhere to hide.

It's weird, she shouldn't be mistaken, she's not drunk.

"You've been drinking?" He looked her up and down, and asked with a cold frown.

"How is that possible?" Tilting his heart in shock, he subconsciously shook his head, and his raised face was smiling.

"And do you know how to sing?"

Tilt Wan's eyes widened, full of surprise, "No, the slave and the maid can't sing, and the slave and the maid sing out of tune, and it's not good to disturb the people, it's not good to disturb the people." ”

Jun Ruojin's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, "Really?" This king thought you had something to be happy about, otherwise how could you laugh so heartily. ”

The round eyes remained unchanged, but the expression gradually became confused, "Slave maid...... Laughing? ”

She stared straight at the corners of his raised lips, strange, strange, he shouldn't have such an expression. She cupped one hand to her chest and lifted the other to touch the corner of her lips.

His face was cold, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something white and round. She exclaimed in her heart, and the next moment she threw the bottle to the side of the bushes.

Damn, when was it in hand.

She smiled awkwardly, "The moonlight is good tonight, and the slave maid is happy when she looks at it, but I didn't expect the prince to be so interested." ”

Jun Ruojin didn't respond to her casual words, and he wasn't interested, and his expression was flat.

Tilting secretly breathed a sigh of relief, such an expression was right, this was what she was used to.

"Looks like you're all right." He walked over to block out the moonlight.

"Yes." Tilting Wan replied without hesitation, "The slave hasn't thanked the prince yet. These days living in Fuqu Pavilion, the slave maid really feels ......"

"I didn't learn anything else, but I learned a lot of polite words."

Tilt was so choked that he couldn't speak, in short, he just decided that she was useless.

The wine was just half frightened, and he didn't know what else to say to him except for polite words. When she was a child, she was often said by her father and mother to be flamboyant, but she didn't dare to say anything in front of him, for fear of offense, so naturally, several people quieted down again.

Yin Hong has always spoken little, and rarely takes the initiative to speak unless someone asks. The prince rarely has any tone, but the words he spits out are always like knives, but if he is really silent, it often makes people feel afraid. Standing across from the two of them, it was painful.

She touched her forehead, or she would admit that she was drunk.

The moon traveled to mid-heaven, breaking through the shackles of the clouds, and the moonlight shone down brightly. His heart was as soft as moonlight, and he suddenly felt how lucky he was to have someone to accompany him on the first day of his birthday.

He stood in front of her, a navy blue silver-embroidered robe, with a ring of snow-white fox fur embedded in the collar and cuffs, and a white neck exposed on it......

and Yin Hong, still standing behind him, with a protective posture.

What you see in front of you and the blurred picture in your memory gradually merge.

She breathed quietly, it was in a dream!

"Dumbfounded."

What the? Tilting blinked, only then did she realize that she had been staring at the prince's neck.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, looked at her nose and nose, and tried her best to hold her composure.

"You seem to enjoy hanging out at night." He asked, in an affirmative tone.

He was stunned for a moment, and nodded slowly, "I suddenly wanted to write about the www.biquge.info things in the Fun Pavilion, so I came out for a walk, Mrs. Yan took us here, and we came here without paying attention." ”

She happened to meet the guards when she went out at night several times, Yin Hong was the commander of the guards, and it was not difficult to know her business, but she couldn't deny it if she wanted to.

"Oh, what did she say?" He asked, as if in the mood to speak.

Tilt Wan thought carefully and said to him, "Mrs. said that every time she left when she was a child, she was very reluctant, saying that the plum blossoms in the Wind Pavilion were the most beautiful from here, and that this was the highest place in Qiyu Mountain, and you could see the capital from afar, or even farther. ”

He also asked her what she thought of the prince, and if she wanted, Madame was willing to help her.

"How?" He asked, noticing her momentary apprehension.

She really hesitated in front of him, she raised her head, her eyes were wet, full of crystals, "The slave seems to be really ......"

"It's late." He spat out those two words.

He smiled and said, "The prince forgives the sin, the slave maid is born today, and I drank a little wine as soon as I was happy." But it seems that the slave overestimated herself, and she was dizzy at the moment, and she couldn't think about many things clearly. offended the prince, and asked the prince to forgive him. ”

Seeing that he was not ready to answer her words, her head sank even more.

"Lord Wang," she said as she quietly set her gaze under the open starry sky, and asked what she wanted to ask the most, "How far can you see here?" Can you see Lingzhou? ”

Yin Hong raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Jun Ruojin looked down at her and fell completely silent.

The moon hid in the clouds, the light suddenly dimmed, and the wind whirled and blew under the cliffs, and the branches swayed and the sideburns fluttered.

"So why leave if you miss home." He spoke softly, indifferently.

Tilt grinned silently, his smile shattered a little in the wind.

"yes." She sighed lightly, "If the slave can be the master, I don't want to come here." However, the slave maid was still very happy to recognize the prince and Brother Yin. ”

"You're drunk, full of nonsense, go back." He walked past her and continued onwards.

Tilting and then turned around, her body shook for a while, and she was supported by Yin Hong, she looked back and thanked her, and followed Jun Ruojin. "The slave maid has long said that she is drunk, and the prince still doesn't believe it, you see, I can't walk straight. Actually, the prince, the slave and maid haven't shopped enough, and the slave and maid want to take a look and see if they can see it...... What about the capital? ”

Jun Ruojin, who was walking in front, stopped, couldn't take a step, and bumped into his head.

His forehead touched his warm and generous back, and he smelled the light agarwood, and a warm current surged into his eyes.

He didn't let her lean too long, and when he turned around, her body was pushed away, just like the one in Wenlan Yuan.

"I believe that someone has told you that outsiders have broken into the mountain, and some people have fallen down the mountain and fallen to pieces. The terrain of Qiyu Mountain is dangerous, especially dangerous at night, not everywhere you can trespass, otherwise you may not be able to afford to accidentally bump into something. ”

Tilt Wan looked up suddenly.

"Do you hear me?" Ignoring the suspicious tears in her eyes, he asked.

His eyes flickered, and he said for a long time: "Yes, the slave knows." ”

……

Mu Wan is here to thank you for your support.