At night, the rising stars hide the weak afterglow, and the moon bends into an arc, like the smiling face of an old man, hanging obliquely in the sky, silently telling something.

Yuqing Palace was also hidden in the darkness, the corners of those palaces were a little dim, and the original outline could not be seen clearly, so they stayed there quietly, with a lot less sound and a lot of silence.

The night is slightly cool, and the Yuqing Palace shrouded in the dim light is also extraordinarily quiet, and the swallows that stay in the nest under the eaves are also nested in the bird's nest early, quietly curled up in the warm grass nest, and spend a good night in such a quiet night.

Outside, there were only two palace guards on night duty, like sculptures, standing at the door, motionless to guard the safety of the palace, the lantern above their heads swaying, and a piece of light fell in front of the door.

The maid outside the Liuyue Palace looked back in the direction of the house from time to time, retracted her gaze behind her ears, and honestly stood in place guarding the palace.

The light in the dormitory, through the thin paper window, fell out, in such a silent night, still emitted a warm light, the palace people waiting outside the door also looked at the past suspiciously, at this hour, there are not many people who have not fallen asleep.

There were two lamps burning in the room, the threads were leaning softly against the edge of the wall, burning with a faint light, the room was dim, and the furnishings inside were also in a haze, as if covered with a layer of smoke.

Mu Yan sat on the bed with his legs crossed, the scene in front of him stirred his heart all the time, and the last trace of sleepiness was expelled, such a scene could not be more familiar.

The incense in the house smoked and swirled around the house, but the soothing fragrance could not soothe Mu Yan's heart in the slightest.

There was a slight knock at the door, and there was a cautious inquiry outside the door, Mu Yan had been in a trance in his own world, and he didn't hear the sound outside the door.

The palace people outside the door were a little worried, the movements in their hands were a little heavier, they bent their fingers, and knocked on the carved wooden door again, and the crisp sound came in, dispelling the smoky haze in the room.

"What's wrong?" When Mu Yan came back to his senses, he didn't know how many times the wooden door had been knocked on, so he retracted his thoughts and asked shallowly.

The palace people who knocked on the door were even more uneasy, and they could only see that at this hour, there were still lights inside, and after knocking for a while, they didn't know if the people inside had fallen asleep, and when they were about to withdraw their hands, there was a response inside.

"Just ask if there is any command......" The person at the door was eager to bite off his tongue, organize the language for a long time, and say such an inexplicable sentence, it is better to ask what is needed, in such a long and silent night.

Mu Yan didn't care much about the words of the palace people, his heart was entangled in those things, and he didn't have a lot of energy to care about other things.

"Nope." After a pause, the palace people outside thought that Mu Yan was asleep, and they heard a very shallow voice, like a soft whisper, faintly dissipating in such a moonlight.

"Yes." Fortunately, there was no blame, the palace man who knocked on the door patted his chest, took a breath, moved his steps, and continued to stand in place, quietly guarding the Liuyue Palace.

The dim light in front of her, the half-drooping bed curtain, and Mu Yan wrapping her legs, such a scene would always make her cranky and unable to sleep peacefully.

In the past, it was also such a night, but she would make a supper and wait for Yin Yi's arrival. And now, he doesn't have to cook and eat himself, but he has to wait for Yin Chenglu's arrival.

How ironic all this is, the corners of Mu Yan's mouth pulled up a somewhat bitter smile, and some water vapor was filled with his eyes, which gradually gathered, and the things in front of him blurred a lot.

In a trance, there seemed to be a familiar figure in front of him, still thin, with familiar clothes on his body, standing in front of him.

Mu Yan seemed to be bewitched by something, stretched out his hand, wanted to touch it, obviously so close, but it seemed to have crossed a tunnel of time, Mu Yan's hand trembled, and wanted to call out, but there was no syllable in his throat.

The figure he touched shattered and turned into nothingness, Mu Yan's hand was still stretched into that arc, but what he was holding in his hand was a piece of air, and there was nothing else.

The scene in front of him is still the dim light just now, those furnishings stay in place, everything is just an illusion, Mu Yan's hand hanging in the air is a little stiff, he retracts his slightly open hand, and wiped his cheek with his hand, I don't know when, those tears occupy the whole face.

The room was so big that it was empty, Mu Yan stepped back a little, leaned his back against the edge of the bed, tears dried on his cheeks, and his eyes stared at the ground with sloppy eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The paper window was supported by wooden sticks, and the Yuqing Palace outside was more clearly displayed in front of him, Mu Yan's mood was a little more complicated, and the Yuqing Palace was a little colder, except for the dim lanterns shaking, there was nothing lively at all.

Mu Yan's face was a little damp and cold, tears kept flowing down, and the thoughts in his heart were in a mess, and he didn't know where to start tidying up, or rather, there was no way to tidy it up properly.

The sound of small footsteps came from outside the Yuqing Palace, and in such a quiet night, it was extraordinarily clear, one by one, as if stepping on people's hearts, and their hearts were trembling constantly.

Mu Yan picked up a handkerchief casually and wiped the remaining tears on his face, there were only faint red marks around his eyes, which were not very obvious.

The sound of small footsteps came from far and near, and the sound became clearer and clearer, Mu Yan guessed in his heart that it was probably Yin Chenglu who came over, hurriedly put away the sadness on his face, reluctantly pulled out a smile, picked up a coat from the side of the bed, wrapped it around his body, and walked to the door to prepare to greet him.

Before he reached the door, the door creaked open, and Yin Chenglu pushed the door in alone, looking at Mu Yan with deep eyes, but did not speak.

Mu Yan stood in place, looking at Yin Chenglu in front of him in a daze, a cool breeze brought in from outside blew away some warmth on his body.

Mu Yan only knew that he was staring at the person in front of him, and he forgot how to salute for a while, and even forgot how to cater to the man in front of him, Mu Yan's eyes blinked a few times, and before he came back to his senses and made some remedies, the door behind him was closed in response.

The door squeaked again, isolating the world outside the door, only two people were left in the room, silent and did not speak, Mu Yan had already come back to his senses, and hurriedly wanted to salute, but the clothes on his body were not stable.

In a panic, the clothes on Mu Yan's body slipped down, and his brain reacted, but the movements in his hands were too late to react, and he could only watch the clothes slip off.

Yin Chenglu's eyes were quick, and he stepped forward, his wide palm caught the falling clothes, and the clothes stopped falling softly in Yin Chenglu's palm.

"No more cumbersome etiquette." Even if Mu Yanxing's salute was only halfway through, his body leaned a few times, and he didn't finish the salute, how could Yin Chenglu not see it, frowned, put the clothes with residual warmth on Mu Yan's body again, and said softly.

A unique smell belonging to Yin Chenglu filled the tip of Mu Yan's nose, and it penetrated into his nose with an irresistible attitude, Mu Yan took a few steps back, a little uncomfortable.

"Don't move." Yin Chenglu's voice was very low, and his hands were on Mu Yan's shoulders, preventing Mu Yan from wanting to retreat, and his voice drilled into his ears with a warm breath, a little itchy.

Mu Yan's body was a little stiff, so he could only stop in place obediently, and his arms were also stiff on both sides of his body, and those breaths lingered around him, irresistible.

"There's something on my head." Yin Chenglu felt Mu Yan's stiffness, laughed softly, took his hand off Mu Yan's shoulder, and gently placed it on the top of Mu Yan's head.

There were one or two small white plush on his head, which should have been curled up on the bed, and Yin Chenglu was like a porcelain that was easy to break, carefully removing the things on it.

Mu Yan felt the movement above his head, held his breath, and did not dare to come out, as soon as he breathed, the smell that belonged to Yin Chenglu got into his nose, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Alright." Yin Chenglu seemed to be completing a big project, and the white fluff on the top of Mu Yan's butt had been removed.

Yin Chenglu's breath sprayed on his face, Mu Yan's eyelashes kept trembling, and when he finally heard this, he felt that the breath was a little far away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it's late next time, you can go to bed first, you don't have to wait so late."

After another period of silence, Yin Chenglu seemed to sigh, and rubbed his palm on Mu Yan's head a few times, breaking the silence.

"Yes." I don't know if it's a response, Mu Yan whispered 'En', as if it was another hallucination, and the slight voice could be ignored.

Without more words, Mu Yan didn't know what to say, his eyes were a little complicated, he looked at the tall person in front of him, opened his mouth a few times and didn't speak.

The widest bed was the softest quilt, Mu Yan lay down stiffly, beside him was Yin Chenglu, who was a little tired, his body was very close, Yin Chenglu's temperature was constantly transmitted to Mu Yan's arm through the skin he touched, he was not comfortable, but he didn't dare to move at will.

The lights and candles in the room were blown out, Mu Yan lay on the bed, looking at the top of the bed in a daze, his thoughts didn't know which side he had, and the stars outside the window seemed to be a little brighter.

The breathing of the people around him gradually stabilized, Yin Chenglu had slowly fallen asleep, Mu Yan heard the steady breathing, and gently turned his body.

"Mu Yan, Mu Yan......" A low murmur came from the quiet room, Mu Yan's body stiffened, and the movement of turning over stiffened, holding his breath.

"Mu Yan, Mu Yan......" Yin Chenglu slept unsteadily, and kept calling this name.