"Is it......" Yao Jin slowly opened his eyes, looking at the bright moonlight on the window paper, and the cluster of golden cinnamon faintly visible between the hidden windows, he was a little sad for a while, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "The white arboreal crow in the atrium, the cold dew is silent and wet osmanthus." Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who will fall in autumn?"

"How can Your Highness read such a sad poem," Long Wan walked over and closed the window, and said softly to Yao Jin, "It's late, Your Highness can rest?"

Yao Jin watched her close the window in a daze, isolating the slightest coolness of the night, and also cutting off the fragrant fragrance of osmanthus flowers, she suddenly lost her tiredness, got up and pulled a silver cloak, and walked towards the door.

"Your Highness, where are you going so late?"

"I'll go, don't come with me, go sleep-" Before the words fell, the person had already gone out, Long Wan hurriedly pushed open the window to look, but saw that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the night sky, reflecting a row of golden cinnamon outside the house until a little distance, a young man stood tall and jade, staring at the moon with his hands behind his back, who was it not Wei Yan?

"Wei Yan......" Yao Jin saw that it was him, and he was a little surprised and a little happy, but the steps under his feet stopped unconsciously. Since she came back this time, she has seen Wei Yan on many occasions, but there are always such and such people and such and such things pestering her, or maybe she is cowardly in her own heart, but she has never been able to say a few words to him, and Wei Yan seems to have deliberately avoided it, and has never come to her. Yao Jin was silent for a moment, plucked up the courage to walk to his side, raised his head and said, "Wei Yan, it's me." ”

As if he had just woken up from a dream, he suddenly turned his head to look at Yao Jin, looking at her long hair like a waterfall, there was no decoration in her hair, only a butterfly earring that had not been taken off shook slightly, her bright eyes shining in the moonlight, as if there were a thousand words, but I didn't know where to start.

"Her Royal Highness Princess...... It's this hour today, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Today?" Yao Jin tilted his head and smiled, "Is this the time to rest on weekdays?" ”

"At this time on weekdays, when His Royal Highness returns to the bedroom, Long Wan will close the small west window, but after half a pillar of incense, the lights in the house will be extinguished. There was only one night, as if His Highness had a headache, the doctor in Zhao's mansion came in the starry night, the lights and candles were lit for a long time, and His Highness also cried for a long time. ”

Yao Jin's heart shook, he didn't expect Wei Yan to care for him so meticulously, even he almost forgot about the day he had a headache, he actually remembered it so clearly. For a while, her heart was sweet and sour, her face was unconsciously dyed with layers of redness, her eyes flickered and she didn't know where to look, her side face avoided Wei Yan's gaze, and she breathed in the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers, for a moment, until her mind calmed down, she whispered: "You, how do you know?"

Wei Yan smiled faintly, a person from Zhilan Yushu, dressed in a cyan robe and a jade-colored belt, but he couldn't hide the faint sorrow between his eyebrows, as if he had something hidden in his heart, and he also replied lightly: "Because I'm here every day." ”

Because I'm here every day. With just these nine words, Yao Jin's tears couldn't stop falling, "Wei Yan, I ......"

"I still remember that when I was in Zichen Palace, Her Royal Highness was still a female official Yao Jin, and Wei Yan was just a little guard. That night, the female official Yao Jin wore a silver-gray cloak similar to that of His Highness today to look for the guard, and the moonlight was so bright, and they talked a lot, and Yao Jin had been laughing at that time—it was only last winter, but now that I think about it, it seems like a long, long time has passed. ”

"Wei Yan, Wei Yan, listen to me!" Yao Jin wanted to tug at his sleeves, but he gently held Yao Jin's hands. His hands were dry and warm, as if he wanted to cure Yao Jin's ten-finger cold disease that had been difficult since he returned from the Wei Kingdom, "Yao Jin, listen to me." ”

“...... Good. ”

"You want the king to go to the Hu clan to provoke a war, you venture into the palace to save the Lin family, you don't hesitate to jump off the cliff - you do all this to seek the freedom you say, is that right?"

"Yes. ”

"Now, have you asked for it?"

"Sort of...... Got it. ”

"Did you think about anyone else in this whole thing?"

"Wei Yan, I'm sorry, I know I jumped off the cliff to make you and you all worried, but I really know that I won't die-"

"It's not me, it's not about Lord Zhao. Wei Yan's gaze gently shrouded Yao Jin's body, he gently plucked a cluster of osmanthus flowers and inserted them in Yao Jin's black hair, his voice was quiet and sad, but with a hint of tragedy: "When you returned from the Northern Wei Dynasty, have you seen the battlefield?"

"Battlefield ......" Yao Jin looked up blankly, "What battlefield?"

"The war-torn villages, the deaths, and the homeless refugees, whether Li Dynasty or Hu, are forever ruthlessly and fairly destroying one family after another, one life after another...... Yao Jin, do you know what war looks like?"

Yao Jin was suddenly a little scared, she broke free of Wei Yan's hand, and subconsciously took two steps back, "What do you want to say, Wei Yan, what do you want to say!"

"From the border to Youzhou, the counties and cities that can be seen, and the families of tens of thousands of soldiers who can't be seen - Yao Jin, when Fu Jiang and I drove the Hu people all the way west from Youzhou, there was not a night when I couldn't hear the wails of the people, not a day when I couldn't see the corpses that strewn the streets and wilderness, those children who stood in front of their parents' corpses and cried helplessly, those who were ** The women committed suicide under the tree in rags, and even if our side won the battle, there were still many wounded soldiers, who had broken legs and arms, and who also had fathers, daughters, wives and children, and perhaps the only hope of the family...... Yao Jin, have you ever thought about how innocent they are......"

"Don't say it again!" Yao Jin stepped forward and stepped back from him, "I understand what you want to say! Yes, it was I who disregarded the safety of the people and soldiers for my own selfish desires, causing the flames of war and the misery of the lives - I didn't think about it before you said these words to me, but I, but I-"

Yao Jin looked at Wei Yan's eyes, she didn't have any refutable reasons, and she couldn't say things like "Because I'm not from your world, I didn't think about your life and death". Yao Jin, who had lived in a modern city without war for nearly 30 years, had never thought that war was right in front of her and around her in those days when she was desperate to get rid of Emperor Li's control. When she decided to send Wang Xiang to the Hu tribe, in the days when she and 30,000 soldiers stayed in Kuangzhou, she looked at the faces of those young soldiers from afar, not that she never thought that these people might lose their lives, but at that time, could she regret it - "I made that decision, I was wrong, I don't escape, and I can't escape." From now until every day in the future, forever and ever, as long as I am still breathing, as long as I am still standing on this land, I will put their life and death first. Yao Jin took a deep breath, she took a small, small step to Wei Yan's side, "Wei Yan, can you, can you ......?"