When a touch of snow-white cream lips pressed against Wen Zhen's face, Wen Zhen's expression was confused.

And when a creamy kiss attacked the city, Wen Zhen simply didn't know which one to eat.

The person with a serious cleanliness habit, tired of the cream on his face, and his skin was covered with a sweet aroma, and he rubbed together with her sticky and greasy.

I don't know if it's the cream or Yan Sui's lips that are slippery.

I don't know if it's the delicious real cake or the fake cake that is permeated with the sweet aroma.

The slippery lips and teeth make the tip of the tongue more flexible, it is the fish into the sweet and snow-white world, and a bubble is a fragrant cream.

The person in his arms was like a ball of cream, soft, soft, light and white, as if he was about to fluff up or melt away at the touch of the touch, and the eyes were full of honey, and the air was wrapped into a long golden silk of caramel with a long stretch of sugar.

His fingers clasped her waist, a delicate and soft section, so that he did not dare to exert force, and the gesture of hugging each other was gentle. There is strength between the lips and teeth, like demanding, like sweeping, like wanting to find compensation for all the dissatisfaction and neglect since the acquaintance at this moment, so as to fill the vacancy in my heart that I don't even want to admit.

The sweet scent of greasy fragrance fills the air.

The moon is yellowish and transparent, like a piece of sugar. The clouds are fluffy and soft, like cream, and the ponds are round and flat, like cakes.

Everything is so beautiful.

The faint sound in the rare soft autumn breeze tonight reminds people of intimacy, handover, and stickiness...... and so on, all words that express the closest relationship between people.

Jun Moxiao is gone, and the language guards are gone, here is a dark with a sweet fragrance, and there is a burst of barbecue in the darkness over there.

A group of people who don't want to watch the big drama simply go to fill the Five Organs Temple, saving themselves from waiting for His Highness to clear the scene for a while, and everyone will have nothing to eat.

The smell of barbecue greatly ruined the sweet harmony of the cake in this corner, and Wen Zhen's stomach gurgled, she hadn't eaten much after a busy day and a night.

Breaking free from Yan Sui's arms, she is now covered with greasy cream, this guy must have done it on purpose, and he is not too dirty.

Fortunately, the guards were intimate, Chinese had already sent someone to bring hot water to wash the faces of the two, Yan Sui even went to change clothes, and when he came back, all kinds of seafood and meat roasted with hot oil had filled the table.

Wen Zhen originally wanted to prepare some fresh dishes for Yan Sui, but unfortunately it was too difficult to make a cake in ancient times, and all her energy could only be put here.

The language guards were about to step aside when they saw Yan Sui sit down, Wen Zhen beckoned, "Come, sit down together, and celebrate the birthday of your Royal Highness." Touch the joy of your Royal Highness! ”

Yan Sui also raised his hand, and the language guards shouted in their hearts, and sure enough, soon, the Chinese who didn't like to eat offal the most were all offal in front of him, and the German who wanted to eat chicken wings was given all the chicken feet, and the Japanese who wanted to eat chicken feet was forced to accept his least favorite seafood...... can't refuse, because it's all the "joy" that Yan Sui personally distributed.

Except for Jun Moxiao, An Ansheng sat next to Wen Zhen and nibbled on her favorite roast pig's trotters, Wen Zhen covered it, who was afraid.

Yan Sui took a few bites of leisurely, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, Jun Moxiao praised the crispy meat of the pig's trotters, German, Italian and Japanese were secretly exchanging chicken wings, chicken feet and squid under the table, Chinese was enthusiastically selling offal to Wen Zhen, praising the taste of the chicken heart, Spanish reluctantly carried the skewers in a big basket, and Korean was eating while roasting and arguing with Spanish about whether leeks could be grilled...... It's noisy, it's annoying, it's lively.

Yiwangfu has never been so lively.

His birthday has never been so lively.

When I was a child in the palace, Desheng Palace would not hold a banquet for his birthday, there were many gifts from my father, and the eunuchs generally came and went in Desheng Palace, but they were all passers-by, those golden gifts, hanging with the royal bright yellow brand, and the tribute was silently collected in the warehouse. Those beautiful but cold utensils represent glory, wealth, but not the real warmth he wants.

Sometimes the father will also give a banquet, which is extremely luxurious, but there is a huge banquet in the huge palace, and only one person eats it, so it can't be called a birthday banquet.

There are such forms every year, but he thinks that it is better not to remember them at all.

Later, when he left the palace to open the mansion by himself, he deleted the date of his birth from his memory according to his heart.

There is no expectation and no loss, and he is ready to walk the whole journey alone.

Then today, someone stirred up this palace chicken and dog jumping, giving him a birthday banquet that has never been done before, and it will be difficult for anyone to do it in the future.

did not deliberately please or pretend to be cold, she sent him the most chic and warm joy in her own way.

He has been looking forward to the purest warmth for twenty-two years.

It's those who don't care about it, and they don't know how much hope they have until today.

He ate the cake slowly, which was something he had been looking forward to for a long time, but he didn't have much heart to appreciate the sweetness at this time, because the sweetest and most beautiful was on the other side, and her dark eyes were a light that the night could not hide.

A horse ran on his heart, and he crossed the bright moonlight at this moment, crossed the arched bridge with the most beautiful scenery, and wanted to pick up the girl who lived on the other side of the river.

The girl was laughing, urging everyone to give him gifts, saying that she must follow her customs, and everyone should give birthday gifts to the birthday star.

Then there was a mess in front of him. Large and small boxes, those language guards who are usually afraid of him like tigers, all came forward with a smile, said a word or two of carefully prepared blessings, and handed over all kinds of gifts that they thought about at a glance.

It's all packed in a beautiful box, and Wen Zhen smiled and asked him to open it in front of him, and everyone looked at her with a daze - the people of the time pay attention to modesty and subtlety, which is too stumbling to open the gift in front of people.

Yan Sui was not thinking about the problem of stumbling, but when would these eyesore guys disappear?

Fortunately, Chinese was more conscious, took a big basket to collect the gifts, hugged them in his arms and said with a grin, Master, we helped you dismantle it, and ran away with the language guards.

Jun Moxiao had already said that he was tired, so he went to rest with a roast chicken in his left hand and a tomato in his right hand, and took a pot of wine from under the table before leaving.

The whole garden quieted down, and Wen Zhen on the opposite side put down the cake, smiled and took out a jar of wine from under the table.

This jar was much larger than Jun Moxiao's pot, so much so that when it rested on the table, it shook the table with a bang.

"Drink!" She said proudly, "There are gifts for drinking!" ”

Yan Sui glanced at the wine jar, hooked the corners of her lips, picked up the wine jar and pulled her up, "The top is open, go and drink from the top." ”

Behind is a small hill, there is a pavilion wing on the mountain, the area is not small, there is a winding mountain road to climb the steps.

Wen Zhen was pulled by him, and bent down to drag a big bag with him, Yan Sui thought it was something to eat, and he didn't care.

There is a small garden between every two courtyards in the Yiwang Mansion, but there are few people to appreciate it, and the palace is full of straight men, and the garden is naturally not very beautiful, on the contrary, the style of the mechanical maniac is revealed everywhere, such as the steps up the hill are telescopic, one side is a step, and the other side is jagged. For example, there is a grass path on the top of the mountain that can be slid down directly, but it is difficult to predict whether the slide will be on the ground or a pit, and for example, when the two of them go up to the pavilion, suddenly countless stars flash on the top of the pavilion.

If you look closely, it's not starlight, it's a lamp, and I don't know how it was lit, so it must be a linkage mechanism.

Yan Sui and Wen Zhen sat down, as soon as Yan Sui knocked on the table, the light above his head began to fall slowly, but the distance of the fall was different, there were high and low, staggered, the shape of the lamp was lotus-shaped, and it was like countless shining lotus flowers swinging in the wind from a distance, and the shadow of the mountain in the distance was undulating, the rockery stream on the side was murmuring, and the entire palace of Yiwangfu under his feet was magnificent, and the world was becoming more and more open at this moment, embracing the wind of the distant mountains and the stars and moon at this moment.

Wen Zhen looked up at the scattered lotus lanterns, thinking that someone has hills and valleys and the world in his heart, but most of the people in the world don't understand him.

"Can these lights be adjusted high or low?"

"You can also change positions, remove them individually, or even tie them in a knot." Someone's tone was light, but there was always an inexplicable sense of pretending.

"Then you turn your back and I'll play with it."

"Why do you want me to turn my back? Are you planning to undress? ”

"Yes, yes, take off your clothes, do you want to see it? If you want to see it, turn your back. ”

"I believe you." Yan Sui still obediently turned his back.

The little cake behind him was humming, the tune was indescribable, Yan Sui, who was used to listening to the royal music of Zhongzheng Yongmu, only felt that the magic sound was quite pervasive, so that it was obvious that Xiao wanted someone to take off his clothes, but there was always a fierce aunt in his mind.

I can't survive any beautiful feelings.

Wen Zhen casually hummed an Internet song and knitted a sweater, while taking out the things prepared in the big bag and hanging them on the lotus plate of each lamp.

"I love you deeply, but you love a stupid X, and you knit a sweater for the stupid X......"

……

Hung up, jumped off the stool, landed with a bang, and then the soles of his feet began to move.

Thin ditches appeared on the ground, and a transparent board slowly sloped out under the waterfall on the rockery next to it, leading the waterfall to the opening of the ditch, and those zigzag ditches were instantly filled with rushing water, and then flowed back to the waterfall from the opening.

Qu Shui Liu, ah, this is.

Yan Sui turned around, Wen Zhen smiled at him and pointed to the top of his head, "The gift is on the top of the head, randomly drawn." How about you have a drink, and I'll give you a gift? But every time you get a gift, you have to say a nice word to me. ”

Yan Sui's eyes narrowed slightly, "More than one gift?" ”

Wen Zhen also squinted, "If what you say is not good, there is not a single one." ”

She smiled and pulled out a bag from behind her, and pulled out a long, specially made glass for wine, the porcelain cup used by the people of the time was too small to fit her fingers, and she would not get drunk all day long with that glass.

Her cup does not seem to be an exaggeration, but the capacity is actually large enough, like a modern glass, a cup is more than half a catty.

Yan Sui looked at the cup with a smile and let her put the cup into the qushui.

The overhead lamp actually had a trap that required a puzzle to come down, but he had already canceled it just now.

He didn't want to go against his rare luck.

The first light slowly descended, just above Yan Sui's head.

Yan Sui raised his hand and took out a small cardboard box from the lamp.

Before opening the box, in the face of Wen Zhen's expectant gaze, he curled the corners of his lips and said, "You are so good-looking." ”

Wen Zhen: "......"

It's really good.

It's actually quite sincere.

But what if you look at his face and feel more like you've been mocked?

Over there, Yan Sui had already opened the box, and inside was a beautifully made but very strange-looking car. The reason why it was obvious that it was a car was because it had four wheels, but except for the wheels and a little shadow of the current carriage, the rest of the parts were very strange to look at. The body is very short, so short that it feels like if the person can't sit straight, the lines of the body are very beautiful and smooth, the color is also very dazzling, the overall red, the edge is decorated with gold paint, there are a pair of big round eyes in front of the front and back, there is a low seat inside, there is a ring in front of a seat, a small person holding the ring seems to be manipulating, the villain sits upright, looks ahead, and looks a bit like himself.

The man was naturally interested in the car, Yan Sui rummaged over and over and grabbed the car and looked at it for a long time before asking, "This, is this what you have there?" ”

"This is a car, and it can travel thousands of miles a day, which is much more awesome than your horses."

Yan Sui was a little fascinated, "Why didn't you bring one when you came over?" ”

Wen Zhen rolled his eyes, imagining that he really brought a car over, Yan Sui Dada drove it, and estimated that the emperor would go crazy.

"How do you bring such a behemoth? Bring me and I'm still alive? ”

Yan Sui looked at it regretfully for a while, only to find that there was a piece of paper under the box, and opened it to take a look.

"Suisui children, today you are two years old, the two-year-old handsome guy should like the car the most, give you a Ferrari, I wish you forever."

Yan Sui's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes fell on Wen Zhen's calm smile slantingly.

"A second birthday gift for Suisui children."

A certain person, enjoying all the glory, but has never had a serious birthday since he was a child.

From the day she knew, she wanted to make up for his twenty-two birthday gifts.

She's late, but it doesn't matter, she will participate as long as the conditions allow in the future, and she will make up for him before, and the footprints she has walked every year, others will forget his indifference, and she will stamp.

She can't help him fill all the shortcomings in life, just as the road she has traveled can't turn back, but she can pick up some of the most beautiful flowers to brighten up the indescribable paleness of a certain moment.

The crimson sports car spun quickly on Yan Sui's fingers, and the wine glass floated right under his feet. He stared at the two-year-old gift for a long time, and his eyes were far away for a moment, so far that Wen Zhen began to tremble, for fear of evoking him some bad memories, but then he smiled, took it very happily, and drank it even more happily, and the bottom of the wine glass lit up towards her, unspeakably free.

Wen Zhen remembered that Chinese once complained to her, saying that His Highness seemed to be indifferent to anything, but was actually very wary, especially about drinking, and the brothers who had just returned to Beijing at the age of thirteen had tried to get him drunk with bad intentions, but finally drank at his feet, and Chinese saw with his own eyes how His Highness seemed to drink happily but actually didn't have a drop in his stomach, and was amazed by His Highness's skill in pretending to drink at that time.

But Wen Zhen knew that no matter how powerful Yan Sui's tricks were, at this moment, every drop of these wines must have entered his stomach.

Maybe this person is not really used to drinking, this big cup entered, at first glance the color does not change, and if you look closely, your eyes seem to be a little brighter.

Yan Sui's eyes reflected the good days at this moment and the old time that had passed, and the special age of two years old did cause him some not-so-wonderful memories. He remembers things early, it can be said that he has a memory when he was breastfeeding, so he knows very well that Concubine De has not personally fed him, when he was two years old, he understood a little bit of things but did not understand much, seeing that the prince's brother got a gift on his birthday, he was very much looking forward to his birthday also had a gift, he is a person who does things in a disciplined way, so he specially gave her a gift on Concubine De's birthday, at that time the relationship between mother and son was acceptable, Concubine De was also very happy, and when he asked for it, he would naturally promise to celebrate his birthday. He was full of joy and anticipation, but that whole day, Concubine De Niangniang was restless, answering all kinds of tentative questions to him, and the people in the hall also looked strange, all kinds of excitement was preparing something, he was surprised at first, and then rejoiced, thinking that maybe his mother was going to surprise him, and there might be a big arrangement, but such expectations and hopes became weaker and weaker as time went by, and he was anxious, nervous, disappointed, doubtful, self-agitated, and self-questioning...... Fidgeting in a complex array of mental activities.

As it approached midnight, his disappointment grew stronger when there was a knock on the door.

Concubine De Niangniang jumped up, and he also walked out of the palace gate, and saw someone hurrying in, carrying a huge burden.

For a moment he thought it was a gift to himself.

Ecstasy leaps into the sky like a star, and then disappears forever like a star, nowhere to be found.

Later, he found out that it was really a fucking burden. Since then, he has followed his mother, diluting the already weak mother-son relationship to the big burden of water.

It was the one-and-a-half-year-old Lin Feibai who was sent in.

He will always remember the smile on Concubine De's face the moment she opened her swaddling clothes.

He will always remember Lin Feibai's first noisy cry in Desheng Palace.

Later, he learned that Lin Qing was fighting against Xifan at that time, his wife was injured when she gave birth, lingering on the sickbed, unable to take care of her, Lin Feibai was frequently ill, the Lin family was thin, Mrs. Lin was said to be just a poor orphan girl, and she had a life-saving grace to Lin Qing, so Lin Qing married her, and there were no relatives on either side to entrust, His Majesty ordered Lin Feibai to be taken to the palace to recuperate in order to let Lin Qing fight with peace of mind.

And Concubine De, his mother, did not avoid suspicion, and repeatedly took the initiative to raise Lin Feibai, and obtained His Majesty's approval. That day was the day Lin Feibai was about to arrive. As a result, Concubine De forgot the promise she made to her son.

Her uncertainty was because of Lin Feibai.

The excitement of the entire Desheng Palace was prepared because of Lin Feibai.

That night, no one knew that the two-year-old, little Yan Sui, stood at the entrance of the hall, watching his mother smile at Lin Feibai in the midnight moonlight.

He hasn't had a birthday since.

didn't celebrate Concubine De's birthday.

He no longer demands, no longer desires, no more expectations and hopes, no more loss and coldness.

When Master came to Tianjing when he was three years old and asked him if he would like to leave, His Majesty was a little reluctant and thought that he would definitely not give up, but he immediately nodded.

Let that pair of fake mothers and sons go to the mother and son in Desheng Palace.

He is such a heartless person, he has given it, and he has been let down, and he will never try again.

Even if it was his real mother.

Until now.

Until now, he has been running around for one person again and again.

Until now, he tried again to give, to love, to walk towards that cluster of light and warmth.

Until now, when he thought he was going to reap the disappointing moments, someone made up for his two-year-old birthday gift.

Twenty years of life in all the broken emotions formed a black hole, at this moment the sky is like a bridge to fill the hole, those twenty years later thoughtfulness and heart through the bridge in an instant, shining the eyes of the little man standing at the entrance of the late autumn palace.

It turns out that loving someone is such a wonderful taste, and even the shortcomings of time can be filled.

After drinking this cup, his expression became more transparent and bright, and he suddenly grabbed Wen Zhen's hand, stared into her eyes, and said, "No one in this world treats me better than you." ”

What he lacked, she filled for him at once.

He was expecting only a small gift, but she wanted to give him a complete record of twenty-two years.

There is no one in this world who is more delightful than her, and she is willing to be happy with her all her life.

The mood of this moment, he thought he would never forget.

His voice was slightly low, his tone was different from the usual light, and even his temperament was different from the usual restraint, which was a kind of surging joy that he couldn't share with her.

Wen Zhen blinked, she had always been thick-skinned, but she felt a little hot at the moment.

It's not that he's embarrassed, but his eyes are burning and bright at the moment, his eyes are full of his own shadow, and every eyelash is trembling with joy.

This made her happy and a little sad.

In good conscience, she felt that she really couldn't treat him well, and she didn't dig out her heart and lungs, nor did she devote herself wholeheartedly, and she was still thinking about slipping away all the time.

However, seeing his sincerity at this moment, I also know that his words can't be true, in his twenty-two years of life, there is really no one who treats him better than her.

Because they all treated him too badly.

Most people in the world want it from him, but they don't think that he needs it too.

Perhaps he also saw each other when he was young, and the disappointment of day after day finally crushed into a wall of loneliness and indifference.

She held his hand back, and a lotus lamp slowly descended overhead.

Fang Fang's box fell, but Yan Sui didn't let go of her hand, and pushed it with her shoulder, Wen Zhen smiled and pulled his hand to help him take it, Yan Sui pursed his lips and slowly opened it, he was very careful when he opened it, and the exquisite mulberry paper used for packaging was not damaged.

He moved very slowly, even though he knew that there were still twenty gifts to open behind him, he still wanted to stretch and lengthen this beautiful and special feeling experience.

The box opened, a small basin-like thing fell out, only the size of a palm, carved with boxwood roots, the main body is a small round plate, shallow, can't put anything, a bit like a bowl of dipping sauce, a bulge above the roots, using the natural texture shape of the roots, carved a vivid skull.

"What is this?" Yan Sui looked at it over and over again, and picked up the note at the bottom.

"Happy thirteenth birthday! Congratulations to the handsome guy on your puberty years, please forget about pimples and dreams and enjoy the best years. At the age of thirteen, you have just graduated from the school, have you returned to Tianjing? lost the strict discipline of the division commander, and secretly began to try the 'charm weapon of men', right? After all, at the age of the second year of secondary school, boys who smoke seem to be more liked by Lori. I'll give you this ashtray, but I don't want you to get addicted. Life is so rich, experience without indulging is a powerful man. ”

Yan Sui shook the note and looked at it for a long time, and laughed loudly.

Wen Zhen looked at him with his chin on his chin, how is it, a gift for a year old is not just a random thing, you have to be careful, exquisite, according to the age and characteristics of our times.

A thirteen-year-old boy is the most rebellious and self-conscious era, what would a thirteen-year-old Yan Sui look like in modern times?

There should be a lot of girls chasing after it, and birthday gifts can be piled up.

It's still good in ancient times, Wen Zhen thought happily, just give a gift casually, and look at what moved him.

"What is a craving?" Yan Sui suddenly asked.

"Why, the Fushou paste that Lin Feibai smoked last time is almost the same. People become addicted to bad things that kill people. ”

"So what is a dream?"

Wen Zhen's face did not change, "It is a stage of growth that adolescent teenagers will go through, a normal physiological behavior that occurs after having some dreams with pink content, and it is inconvenient for me to explain the specifics." ”

Yan Sui stopped talking, waited for the wine glass to come, and drank it happily.

Wen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this topic was over, but suddenly heard him say: "I didn't have such an experience and behavior when I was young. ”

Wen Zhen is trying to fill up what old you are, aren't you young now? Then I heard him say again, "...... But since I met you, there have been a few times. ”

Wen Zhen: "......!!! ”

------Off topic------

It's the last day, the last day of August, go and dig into your pocket, the monthly pass will be invalid after today, and it won't be left for next month.

Look at the twenty-two birthday gifts of our little cake, you guys are giving the sweet cub a good thing in pairs.