After dispersed with everyone, Feng Yewu sat in the imperial study, but it was difficult to calm down in his heart, so he simply got up and went to the back garden with Hanyue to relax.

Since Lu Jue left Kyoto, the only place where Feng Yewu can get comfort in his heart is in this back garden.

Here, she and Lu Jue met for the first time, here, she showed her firmness to Lu Jue, and it was also here that Lu Jue and her stood against the sword, and they fell in love with each other to see through their hearts.

Now that Lu Jue is not around, the only thing that can accompany her to relieve the boredom in her heart is this Linlin dry tree trunk branch and the past memories.

"Speaking of which, spring is almost here."

Feng Yewu raised his eyes to look at a withered branch in front of him, but found that a little inconspicuous light green had grown on the withered branch, so he asked softly to the cold moon behind him.

When Han Yue heard this, she calculated a little in her heart, and then she replied: "Back to Your Majesty, in a few days, it will be spring when the rain ends." ”

Yes, in a few days, it will be spring, but I don't know if everything will be over after spring.

Feng Yewu continued to walk alone on this garden road, Han Yue did not follow closely, and seemed to sense that Feng Yewu needed a space to be alone in his heart, so he slowed down a few times and slowly followed.

The master and servant walked silently in the slightly astringent wind.

Feng Yewu didn't want to take advantage of this reason to let Lu Jue come back?

The heart of the emperor is a king, but even if she is too strong, she is a woman after all, not to mention that she has been with Lu Jue for so long, and she has already inevitably felt a little dependent in her heart.

It's just that she can't do this, and when she decided to step on the Feng Luan Jun chair, she was already doomed not to be so willful.

Lu Jue was originally leading troops to go out for her, and now, although there is no scholar Confucius in Kyoto, all the so-called dangers are just a kind of ethereal, if it is because of such an ethereal reason, Lu Jue will be summoned back to Beijing.

I'm afraid I can't forgive myself in my heart, this kind of behavior will only live up to so many things that Lu Jue has done for himself.

Moreover, if there is really a danger coming, then the other party must also be a sage-level powerhouse, in the face of such a powerful existence, Feng Yewu can't help but ask herself, even if Lu Jue comes back, what can he do?

It's still useless, thinking of this, Feng Yewu doesn't want Lu Jue to be by his side even more, facing a possible crisis, but I'm afraid that even if Lu Jue comes back, he will only be implicated and die.

Feng Yewu, who had experienced life and death in the previous life, would never allow such a thing to happen a second time.

Just when Feng Yewu had gradually convinced himself in his heart and completely gave up all the expectations of calling Lu Jue back to Beijing, a voice sounded behind Feng Yewu, making Feng Yewu's whole person freeze somewhere.

"Your Majesty, don't suffer from the cold."

This is approaching the rainy season, and it is inevitable that it is already a little wet and cold in Kyoto, and after the voice of concern behind him, Feng Yewu has an extra cloak with warmth on his shoulders.

The broad palm fell on Feng Yewu's shoulder, and without any extra words, Feng Yewu directly turned around and threw himself into the arms of the person behind him.

Tears poured out without a trace of resistance.

Lu Jue was stunned by Feng Yewu's sudden move, but instead with a smile on his face, he gently hugged Feng Yewu who was trembling in his arms with both hands, nodded lightly at the cold moon on the side, and motioned her to retreat.

Feng Yewu's tears were a little cold, and Lu Jue felt that the placket in front of his chest had been wet with tears, and he couldn't help blowing a little cold.

Lu Jue thought about how he would meet Feng Yewu when he appeared so suddenly, and rushed back to Kyoto from Northern Xinjiang all the way overnight, and he couldn't help but think about many scenes in his mind, but none of them were the same as those in front of him.

But there is no scene that can withstand the warmth in front of him.

On weekdays, Feng Yewu also thought about what would happen to him when Lu Jue returned from a big victory, and also thought about what would happen to Lu Jue if he came back to look for him in the middle, and finally, even for countless nights, Feng Yewu thought about what would happen if Lu Jue was defeated and he couldn't see Lu Jue.

But until this moment, Feng Yewu understood how naïve she was, and all her imaginations should be much stronger than now.

Feng Yewu didn't expect that he would miss this embrace so much, when the owner of this embrace appeared, Feng Yewu completely gave up all the strength on weekdays, and there was not even a trace left.

But so what, Feng Yewu at this moment is willing to do this, even if there are others, even if the world makes a fuss about this matter, he only has Lu Jue in his heart.

Even at this moment, Feng Yewu no longer dared to think about what he would become if the Northern Expedition failed and he would never see Lu Jue again in his life.

All the reserve in thinking about it, after the appearance of this warm and solid embrace, all came to naught, and it was no longer controllable.

Tears flowed down Feng Yewu's emotions involuntarily, and there was not even a trace of sound, as if it had been deposited in her heart for a long time, and even Feng Yewu couldn't even take care of the time to raise her eyes to look at Lu Jue.

Just this familiar warmth was enough to make Feng Yewu completely out of control.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Jue didn't make a sound, and let Feng Yewu vent the emotions in his heart, and finally after his emotions gradually stabilized, Feng Yewu slowly raised his head, and at the same time wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Feng Yewu raised her head from Lu Jue's arms, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were holding back a smile, looking at Lu Jue looking at these familiar eyebrows, looking at the only one in those eyes.

"You've lost weight."

Feng Yewu was a little distressed, raised her hand and gently stroked Lu Jue's cheek and said softly.

Lu Jue smiled, only Feng Yewu in his eyes, and when he heard Feng Yewu's exclamation, Lu Jue also replied softly: "Your Majesty has also lost weight." ”

The gentleman travels thousands of miles to the place where the geese fall, and the beauty gradually widens her clothes when she returns.

The two of them stared at each other, gradually intersecting their lips and teeth, all the thoughts, all the thousand words, at this moment, all of them were meaningless, or all turned into wishful thinking.

The two men snuggled up to each other in this back garden until the moontop treetops.

"You know everything?"

Feng Yewu didn't ask Lu Jue why he knew, nor did she ask why Lu Jue came back, because she knew that Lu Jue would come back because she was worried about herself.

"Please also ask Your Majesty to forgive the slave for being so reckless."

Lu Jue softly hugged Feng Yewu in his arms, and said in a soft tone.