After a night of rain, a hazy mist rose the next morning.

Like smoke and water, the silence is boundless, and the thoughts stained by ink and wash are like light mist, making people unaware of the distance and proximity, as if everything in this world is shrouded in a huge and mysterious fog curtain.

After Xuanyuan Yue got up early and made up, she came to the study with her maid Jinlan.

Holding a secret letter from the mother country of Xiqin that he had just received, he felt very cordial in his heart, and was about to unfold it, when he suddenly heard Jin Lan, who was guarding the door of the study, raise his voice and said: "Slave and maid, see His Royal Highness the Third Prince!" ”

Then, the familiar voice rang out: "Get up! ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yue raised his head suddenly, and really saw that it was Mei Zhixuan's familiar figure walking through the corridor towards the study with his guards.

"Your Highness......" she frowned and whispered in surprise.

Then he hurriedly came back to his senses, turned around and took out a thick ancient book from the shelf, carefully clipped the secret letter in his hand, and put the ancient book back in its place.

After calming down his mind a little, he caught a glimpse of Mei Zhixuan also stepping in, hurriedly took two steps forward and bowed to greet him, and asked worriedly: "It rained all night last night, when did His Highness return to the palace?" Have you ever been caught in the rain? ”

Mei Zhixuan, who has always been as careful as a needle, finally noticed his strange expression, hesitated a little in his heart, and hurriedly bent over and stretched out his hand to help him up, and replied: "I just came back, because the rain had stopped when I came back, so I didn't get rainy, Yue'er doesn't need to worry." ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yue finally stretched her brows and got up, and the two sat down respectfully, and Xuanyuan Yue said: "That's it, that's good!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his voice to call Jinlan outside the door: "Jinlan, tea!" ”

As soon as Mei Zhixuan sat down, he swept around the study and said, "It's early in the morning, why don't Yue'er rest for a while." It's very hard to take care of Hai'er at night, so you should take more care of your body! If you're tired, what should you do? ”

At the right time, Jinlan had already brought a pot of hot tea, walked to Xuanyuan Yue's side and called softly: "Niangniang." ”

Xuanyuan Yue smiled as she stretched out her hands to pick up a steaming black tea from the tea tray in her hand, and paced towards Mei Zhixuan's side, offering her both hands.

And said gently: "Yue'er Xie Your Highness cares, but Your Highness, you are really worried." Today's Hai'er, the night is no longer like when he was born, he always cries for no reason from time to time, and now he is very quiet at night, so Yue'er has not worked hard! Please rest assured, Your Highness. ”

Mei Zhixuan saw Xuanyuan Yue, who had always liked to practice calligraphy in the study, but at this time, there was nothing on the bookcase, and even rice paper had not been spread out, and he immediately became suspicious.

So while thinking to himself in wonder, he took a sip of the tea soup handed over by Xuanyuan Yue, and said, "No matter what, Yue'er still has to be careful of her body." This matter of reading and learning calligraphy, when our Hai'er grows up a little bit in the future, there will be times when you are busy. ”

Xuanyuan Yue didn't think so, she turned around and sat down again, and said leisurely: "When Hai'er grows up, her own highness, your father, will come to teach her, where will it be Yue'er's turn to show off, isn't it?" ”

Hearing this, Mei Zhixuan suddenly reacted, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, Yue'er is right!" It's me who lost my word! When Hai'er was older, I began to teach him horseback archery and statecraft. Our Hai'er will definitely be a dragon among individuals in the future. ”

Ran Xuanyuan Yue listened, but gradually faded the smile on her face, and said silently: "But Yue'er only hopes in her heart that Hai'er's life can listen to her heart, be free as she wants, and only be her true self." ”

Seeing Xuanyuan Yue's lonely face, Mei Zhixuan really couldn't bear to let the two of them have another disagreement because of this, so she stretched out a hand and grabbed a slender jade hand that she was quietly placing on the desk at this time, smiled at her and compromised: "Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things, okay?" ”

Xuanyuan Yue didn't know in his heart that this gap between the two of them, from the moment their fate first began, was destined to never be crossed in this life.

So now, what could she do but smile at him, as she had done in every quarrel in the past?

In a blink of an eye, she saw that there was not much tea in Mei Zhixuan's teacup, so she got up and went over to add new tea to it, and asked tentatively: "By the way, Your Highness, Yue'er heard that in the courtyard behind that has been abandoned for a long time, there is an old man of His Royal Highness......"

Hearing this, although Mei Zhixuan had already been on guard, he still suddenly chuckled in his heart.

The teacup that was about to enter his mouth paused, and finally continued to drink it slowly, before slowly explaining: "Oh, yes, it's an old man here. He was also the son of an official eunuch in the court of my Dongning Kingdom, but because of a sudden change in his family, he had nowhere to live for a while, so he temporarily came here to live for a while. What, isn't it, my old man has disturbed you? ”

Xuanyuan Yue hurriedly said: "Oh, no, no, no, His Highness misunderstood. That son, he didn't bother Yue'er for half a minute. Not only that, some time ago, that son also personally detoxified Xiaomi, which made Yue'er not lose her thoughts of coming from a distant mother country. ”

Mei Zhixuan said in surprise: "Oh? Is there such a thing? ”

"Hmm!" Xuanyuan Yue nodded gratefully in response.

Mei Zhixuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart inexplicably, and was secretly thinking about it, but Xuanyuan Yue pursed his lips and asked tentatively again: "Your Highness, Yue'er heard that Your Highness does not allow anyone to approach the courtyard behind. I don't know, I don't know if Yue'er can ask His Highness for instructions to meet that son? ”

Mei Zhixuan asked puzzledly: "Yue'er, ...... you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanyuan Yue hurriedly interrupted him and explained: "Your Highness, don't misunderstand, Yue'er just wants to come to the door in person to thank you, and thank that son for saving Xiaomi's life for Yue'er and Hai'er last time." His Royal Highness should be able to understand how important Xiao Mi is to Yue'er and Hai'er! ”

After meditating for a while, Mei Zhixuan looked at Xuanyuan Yue's eyes full of stubbornness and expectation, and finally had to compromise: "Okay, I'll allow you to meet him!" "52 Literature

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Xuanyuan Yue smiled and hurriedly got up and saluted him, his heart was really excited!

"Jinlan, don't leave yet!" As soon as she finished speaking, she straightened up and called out to the maidservant beside her, and hurriedly paced towards the door of the study.

"Where are you going?" Mei Zhixuan saw it and asked puzzledly.

"Backyard!" Xuanyuan Yue didn't look back, and replied loudly.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Seeing that breakfast time is coming soon, can't you eat something and go again? Watch your body! Mei Zhixuan said with concern.

"Yue'er is afraid that His Royal Highness will regret it and take back his life later, so he can't delay for a moment, Your Highness, you should eat by yourself this morning, Yue'er will go and go back!"

Before the words were finished, the master and servant disappeared as if they were in a puff of smoke.

Mei Zhixuan seems to have some scruples in his heart, but he is not too worried, and right now, he has something more important that needs to be confirmed.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yue had already left with all her joy, Mei Zhixuan put down the tea cup in his hand, got up and slowly paced towards the bookcase.

Seeing the four treasures of the above room, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all the same as in the past, and there is no difference.

He stared at it for a moment, then turned slowly, and finally landed his gaze on the row of ebony bookshelves behind him.

Slowly, a slender finger stretched out, gently sweeping over each of the ancient books and scrolls that were neatly placed on it.

Finally, he closed his eyes gently, as if carefully recalling the state of each book he had just caressed and the past.

Suddenly, he opened a pair of deep eyes, reached out and pulled a copy from the middle of it and opened it.

Sure enough, there was the secret letter that Xuanyuan Yue had just put in, and even she herself had not had time to open it, so she quickly took it out and unfolded it.

His gaze moved quickly across the paper, and a pair of thick black eyebrows gradually tightened.

Suddenly, he slapped it heavily on the bookcase, and said angrily: "Hmph, King Xuanyuan Han of Qin, he is really not dead?" ”

When the guard heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, should we consider our next actions carefully?" ”

However, Mei Zhixuan didn't seem to think about it, so he raised a hand and said, "No need, the guardian of Western Qin is now in our hands, what is there to be afraid of, everything is going according to the original plan." ”

"Yes." The guard clenched his fists and commanded.

"King Qin Xuanyuan Han, this prince really underestimates you. However, look at what capital you still have, and what you want to fight with this prince! Mei Zhixuan said, showing a ruthless face.

The frost at the end of autumn, the leaves fall, year after year, it comes and goes, goes and returns, and always can come and go in such a dashing hurry, and then leave in a hurry.

In the gazebo in the garden, dressed in a blue and white brocade robe, his white and slender fingers skillfully plucked the strings, and his sound was smooth, as if flowing water, and with heavy sorrow, his mouth slowly said:

married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful.

Joy is in tonight, grace and good time.

Zhengfu has a long way, what is the night?

The ginseng is gone, go and resign.

The march is on the battlefield, and there is no time to see each other.

Shake hands and sigh, tears are goodbye.

Try to love Chunhua, don't forget the joyful time.

Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc.

The remaining redness of the branches seemed to feel her sadness, and they scattered and fell to the ground, as if they were quietly waiting for the moment when they turned into mud and protected flowers.

The breeze blows, the fragrance of the remnants of flowers is swirling, and in an instant, the white coat flutters, the sound of the piano is agitated, and the bamboo forest on the side echoes continuously, for a long time.

Between the beginning and the end of the song, the aftermath was lingering, and in the end, I was already in tears......