With Zhong Yue's secret arrangement, it is not difficult to leave the inner palace with worries, and he asked for a handwritten letter from Fang Tian, who has been promoted to the imperial medical hall, and as a temporary medical officer of the inner palace, he can go out generously.

When I arrived at Wen Moqing's residence, it was getting late at night, and Wen Moqing had not yet returned, looking at the room shrouded in soft candlelight, Yan Li suddenly had a sense of familiarity.

Wen Mo loves to be clean, his room is always neat and bright, everything is placed in an orderly manner, just like the rigor and seriousness of his work, and after he leaves the room, it will even give people the illusion that no one has lived here at all. Yan Liwu knew that Wen Moqing originally planned to be a passerby in her life like she treated this house, but it was many complicated reasons that made him stay and exist in a special capacity.

So, she wanted to do something for him.

During the third watch, the palace drum first stopped, and Wen Moqing finally returned with a hustle and bustle.

The lights were bright and revealed the information that there were people in the room, Wen Moqing pushed the door in, and glanced at Yan Liwu who was sitting at the table, no surprise, no surprise, just so lightly glanced at it and then ignored it, as if she didn't exist and sat opposite, a pot full of wine was placed on the table.

Sure enough, as Zhong Yue said, after meeting Helian Mingyan, Wen Moqing's reaction was to use wine to kill his sorrows.

Wen Moqing didn't speak, he didn't say anything when he was worried, and when he saw him pouring the pot and pouring wine, he grabbed the wine glass, raised his head and drank the wine. The wine in the palace was sweet and fragrant, but there was not much degree, and it only left a slightly spicy and cold when it crossed the throat, which was much worse than the wine in Dingyuan Palace. After grabbing six or seven cups in a row and drinking them into his stomach, Yan Liwu did not feel half drunk.

No matter how big the wine jug is, it can't help but consume a cup, and when Wen Moqing finally frowned impatiently, less than half of the wine in the pot remained.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the Heavenly Que Palace?" Holding down the hand that snatched the wine glass, Wen Moqing finally drank the first glass of wine.

Yan Liwu licked the lips that remained of the wine, and sighed silently: "Zhong Yue and Chu Yang are very worried about you. ”

"Then let them come and drink with me."

"If you want to drink, I'll accompany you, anyway, this wine is not intoxicating."

Yan Li, who couldn't grab the wine glass anymore, gave up the original offensive, took advantage of Wen Moqing's inattention to snatch the wine jug, and looked up regardless of the image to be a sea pour. The clear wine couldn't help but gush out of the lid at a huge angle, and splashed it on Yan Liwu's face, causing her to choke on her breath.

Wen Moqing finally showed a trace of expression, sneered, took back the wine jug and threw it on the ground: "That's not how wine is drunk." ”

"Wine is not used to dispel sorrows." Wiped the wine from his face in embarrassment, and glared back fiercely.

The brief conversation ended in a strange atmosphere, and Wen Moqing simply gave up drinking, pushed open the door of the bedroom and fell down on the bed. Yan Liwu followed him into the bedroom, moved the pear blossom wooden stool and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Wen Moqing by the candlelight outside, and his tone returned to normal: "When Zhong Yue got the news, you had already gone to the banquet, and he and Chu Yang guessed that you would drink to numb yourself, so the two of them begged me to come and see it, so that you wouldn't drown yourself in the wine unknowingly." ”

"Nosy."

"I don't bother to care about other people's affairs, if it weren't for Bi Xiao's face, I would care if you drank to death or died sadly?" Learning from Wen Moqing to use Bi Xiao as an excuse, Yan Li was happy to find that it was really easier to talk in this way, and after a short hesitation, he grabbed Wen Moqing's back shirt and tried to turn him over and lie down.

I don't know if I was drunk and had no strength to struggle, or if I had lost my sense of autonomy and was fiddling with others, Wen Moqing did not resist, but turned over and lay on her back with the pull of Yan Li, a pair of impenetrable inky eyes looked at Yan Liwu in the hazy light.

At that moment, Yan Liwu was inexplicably a little flustered.

"It's just to meet Helian Mingyan, you're making a big fuss." Wen Moqing's tone and face were so calm that they couldn't be calmer, so calm that they couldn't be convincing at all.

Yan Li shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, you know whether it's really uncomfortable or not, I'm just entrusted with loyalty, just go to see you." ”

"You should go to the Tianque Palace, the second prince has been worried about the marriage, you should be more worried about him than me, right?"

The words are stiff and smiling, noncommittal.

Just like the complicated relationship between Wen Moqing and Helian Ming, Yan Liwu doesn't know how to face the current Wen Moshu, in order not to make him embarrassed and make compromises, to be a side room and serve a husband with other women? Or insist on being a couple for a lifetime, and work with Wen Jingyuan to force Wen Moshu to a dead end?

No matter which choice she chooses, she can't accept it, and before she comes up with a solution, she can only worry but can't do anything.

"The imperial concubine is pregnant, if she gives birth to a prince, then the situation of the second prince will be even more delicate. On the one hand, the emperor will become more and more vigilant against their seizure of power, and on the other hand, with the emperor's suspicious character, he will not dare to let them leave the palace and go to the fiefdom easily, so as not to hide the evil intentions of individual powerful princes and support their own troops. In this case, marrying with another country and kicking the most powerful prince out of the Yuan Kingdom can be said to be the most reassuring result for the emperor, but which prince to arrange in which country is another problem that needs to be pondered. ”

Yan Liwu came here with the original intention of trying to comfort Wen Moqing, who might be sad because of Helian Ming's annihilation, who knew that before a word of consolation was spoken, Wen Moqing began to gush on her about the situation of the forces that took a lot of brains to understand, although these seem to be tired of resisting Yan Liwu, but because it was related to Wen Moshu, Yan Liwu still listened patiently and carefully.

"I tested the emperor's attitude before Lian Song appeared, when the emperor tended to give the throne of the territory without delegating real power; But after Lian Song appeared, the emperor's plan changed significantly, and he paid more attention to completely cutting off the troubles by extreme means, and marriage was only the mildest of them. Wen Moqing got up and sat half-sitting, the smell of wine on his body was still strong, but his eyes were a little more rational and clear than just now.

"What is Lian Song's purpose? If he is simply for Concubine Yun, then it would be easy to find an excuse for the emperor to punish me and torture me, is it necessary to think of a bunch of twists and turns? Yan Li frowned, and the confusion on his face became more and more serious, "I always feel that Lian Song is weird, giving people an indescribable feeling, feminine, cunning, and terrifying, far more than just giving advice to Concubine Yun." ”

Wen Moqing groaned for a while, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked lightly: "Are you afraid of him?" ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, I can't say that feeling, in short, I don't want to have any contact with him, and when I see him, I can't help but think of words like broom stars, unlucky ghosts, and declining gods, anyway, it's not good."

"Lian Song's identity is very mysterious, and I sent a lot of people to inquire but only got a few words of useless news, but judging from his strategies for the emperor several times, this person may be no less difficult to deal with than Chu Ci." Wen Moqing did not hesitate to compare Chu Ci and spoke highly of Lian Song. Seeing that Yan Liwu was still frowning and pondering, Wen Moqing was silent for a long time, and when Yan Liwu thought that he had fallen asleep with alcohol, he said in a low voice: "With me, he can't hurt you." ”

Yan Liwu didn't realize that there was anything wrong with this sentence, and let out a long sigh casually: "With you, it's not Lian Song who wants to harm me, but your senior brother Lou." ”

"He dares."

"What don't you dare? Isn't that pavilion master much better at martial arts than you? Yan Liwu sneered, although he did not mean to mock and depreciate, but it also made Wen Moqing's expression much more unnatural. Since Wen Moqing was not affected too much, the plan to comfort him could be invalidated, Yan Li looked at the candlelight that was about to burn out, lowered his head and pointed to the door: "I'm relieved to see you like this." It's not early, I have to go back to the palace early, so as not to be blocked by the curfew too late. ”

Wen Moqing responded lightly, and her eyes kept following the back shrouded by the faint candlelight, until Yan Liwu was about to go out and suddenly stopped her.

"If the marriage can't be changed, will you stick to him?"

The light steps seemed to be filled with lead and turned heavy and fell slowly, silently. Yan Liwu stood at the door of the bedroom with his back to Wen Moqing, and his fingers holding the door frame subconsciously exerted force, and his nails left half-moon-shaped faint marks on the vermilion lacquer surface.

"I will not give up my desire to be with Your Highness, nor will I allow myself to fall victim to the struggle for power." Tilting his head slightly, his fair and delicate face greeted the candlelight, leaving Wen Moqing with a quiet silhouette, and the smile on his lips was faint and quiet, "If you don't stick to the end, no one will know how it will end, as long as there is hope, I will not give up, I will live well and strive to chase the life I want, even if the desired result is empty, at least with a clear conscience." ”

“…… Well, it's finally a bit mature. Go back, I don't have anything to do, I just drink too much and want to rest. ”

Wen Moqing is experienced, and knows that Yan Liwu does not dare or want to quarrel with him, watching her close the bedroom door and the candlelight outside, and listening to her footsteps become smaller and smaller, her dry eyes slightly closed.

In the silence, the candle lights outside were extinguished, Wen Moqing did not move, and he didn't even open his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling, he might have been misunderstood by someone who came to be a cold corpse.

"Don't light the lamp, I don't want to see you." Suddenly, Wen Mo said coldly.

The door opened silently, and the slender figure like a fox fairy approached the candlestick but was stopped by Wen Moqing's deep voice, and the plain white soft palm stiffened and fell gloomily.

"Is it wrong again? You lied to her that she didn't care, but in fact she didn't even want to see me, this stubbornness was no different from back then. The white figure slowly moved to the side of the bed, silently lying on Wen Moqing's chest.

Wen Moqing didn't dodge, his eyes under the sword eyebrows slowly opened, and his voice was cold and ruthless: "I warned you not to get involved in the affairs of the Yuan Kingdom again." ”

"This is my mission, and I can't escape it." Helian Mingyan's tone was as elegant and peaceful as ever, the only difference was the hidden loneliness and loss, "Mo Qing, you and I are born enemies, this is a fate that has long been predestined, I just want to make the result as good as possible, at least I don't have to meet your sword soldiers." ”

"I never believed in fate."

Helian Ming shook her head: "But you have to face reality, what's the point of chasing impossible dreams like her?" In the end, it hurts three points and hurts oneself seven points. ”

The thin lip flap outlines a faint and tasteless detached smile, and the warm ink gazes at the boundless darkness, and there is a wonderful luster in the eyes that is difficult for others to read.

"There is no burden that can't be shaken off, there is often only a thin line between wisdom and cowardice, perseverance and courage, the difference is that some people choose the so-called righteousness but can't even recognize their own hearts, and some people desperately insist, stupid as a fool, this is the biggest difference between you and Li Wei - that's why I like her."