It turned out that this was the case, Xia Yinhuan's eyes gradually drooped, and he looked at the remaining open space beside him, so he simply sat beside him, there was a faint fragrance on his body, not sandalwood or ambergris, and he couldn't tell what it was.

"You're right, I blamed you wrong, although I know you want to use two months to fade the scars on my face, but I still want to go back to Yasukuni and return to him." Xia Yinhuan is still six gods and no master, and she still doesn't know how to face the dust, but she knows very well that she can't bear the pain of lovesickness.

Zhu Shu didn't say a word, just sat quietly, holding his forehead with his hands on his knees.

At night, it is surprisingly quiet, maybe it is winter, the winter in southern Xinjiang comes relatively late, but the birds and animals have long hibernated, and at night they only hear the night wind blowing through the trees not far away, rustling.

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Xia Yinhuan from the outline of the mask's eyes: "One month, another month before you leave, although I don't have the confidence that I will be able to heal the wound on your face, but at least let it fade a lot." ”

"Hmm." Xia Yinhuan didn't refute, and bowed his head heavily. It is said that the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, not to mention that she and Zhu Shuping met each other, and there was no way to repay it.

She might as well stay and think about how she should return in the future and how she will face the dust.

"It's me who should thank you." Zhu Shu laughed out loud, Xia Yinhuan was willing to stay, which he couldn't have imagined. Seeing that she was no longer in tears during the day reassured him a lot.

Time flies, white horses pass by, and in the blink of an eye, after a month, Yasukuni's taxes are now getting heavier and heavier, making the people miserable, and some even leave their hometowns and stay away from Yasukuni.

Cang Linchen has not been in the morning for more than half a month, and every morning is a nocturnal trip to preside over the overall situation, he first reduced taxes, and then promoted cultivation to be implemented in the next year.

This morning, as always, he arrived at the palace early in the morning, and listened to Ande, who had just recovered from a serious illness, say that Cang Linchen had been in the East Palace all night, and had never taken a step out of the palace gate, and no one called the door to pay attention.

He had no choice but to go up to the Jinluan Hall again, sitting upright on the dragon chair, at this time the civil and military officials had already entered the palace door one after another, kneeling on both sides in a proper manner.

Raising his eyes to see that it was night again, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu couldn't help but raise his eyes and asked: "His Royal Highness King Lian, dare to ask the emperor and still don't ask about political affairs?" ”

Ye Xinghuan frowned and said: "Your Majesty misses Niangniang, and the ministers understand Your Majesty's hardships. ”

"This ......" The Ministry of Rites Shangshu wanted to speak and stopped, looked back at the minister of Zongzhengsi, and saw that the minister of Zongzhengsi lowered his head to avoid his gaze, he hesitated for a while and said: "His Royal Highness King Lian, Your Majesty misses the queen mother every day and sorrows the dragon body, although the queen mother is virtuous and virtuous, but her whereabouts are unknown and she has become settled, and the minister thinks that it is better to choose a concubine to share the worries and solve problems for Your Majesty." ”

The queen can not have it, but the emperor can't help but govern, and if he wants to come to the Ministry of Rites, he is just a woman, even if he is beautiful and intelligent, but he is only a woman.

There are countless people in the world, choose one or two at will, and slowly cultivate a relationship with Cang Linchen in the future, isn't it a good thing.

No one thinks that Xia Yinhuan is still alive, it has been a month, and if he was still alive, he would have followed the road back to the capital, but there is no news at all, although he has not seen the body, I am afraid that he will not be able to find it.

Moreover, the soldiers who went to search for southern Xinjiang encountered several attacks, and they are still in southern Xinjiang, and if this continues, I don't know what year and month they will be found.

"King Rong Ben thinks about it." Ye Xinghuan also felt that this method was feasible, if he transferred Cang Linchen's emotions to other women, I am afraid he would not be so depressed anymore.

Xia Yinhuan is gone, he can't be lonely for a lifetime, if he thinks about it like this, he will fall one day, there are still many things in the court that need to be handled by him personally, and Yasukuni needs him.

"Then the ministers and others tried their best to assist His Royal Highness King Lian." The Ministry of Rites Shangshu was happy, Cang Linchen is now nowhere to be seen, if there is such a woman to replace Xia Yinhuan's position in his heart, it will be fine in the future.

After the night line dispersed the early dynasty, he went to the East Palace, and wanted to tell Cang Rin Chen about the concubine, but pushed open the door of the palace, but saw him standing in front of a portrait and looked stunned.

It was Xia Yinhuan, a woman dressed as a man leaning against a tree, looking into the distance, her eyes were as clear as water, like a faint sorrow, and like infinite yearning.

It was a portrait painted by Cang Rinchen, and that time she secretly went out of the palace, and he followed behind her to draw this Danqing for her, and let Ander frame it and put it in the east palace.

Several times, each time he looked at the portrait, and it was a day to look at it.

Ye Xinghuan was about to raise his steps and enter the hall, but he heard his voice in a low voice, his slender hands touched the scroll, and his eyes were full of longing: "Yin Huan, where are you, I know that you are still alive, why don't you go back to the palace?" ”

Although he said to Ye Xinghuan that Xia Yinhuan would not come back, it was just a frustrating word, in the dark, he always felt that Xia Yinhuan was concerned about him in a place, and every time he thought of her being alone and helpless, his heart was like a tingling.

She's alive, but she can't come back......

"I am waiting for you, I will always wait for you, you remember to go home, don't forget the way home, I promised you to live and die, if I hear about your death one day, I will not survive." His fingertips had already touched the cheek of the person in the painting, slid over her eyebrows, and looked at the distant mountain-like eyebrows.

Ye Xinghuan held the door frame tightly, shocked, he didn't expect Cang Linchen to say such a thing, what does it mean that if Xia Yinhuan is not alive, he will not survive.

In other words, is the reason why he is alive now because he hasn't been able to find Xia Yinhuan's body yet?

It's been a month, and he has never given up searching, so if he really finds Xia Yinhuan's body, wouldn't it ......

Ye Xinghuan didn't dare to think about it anymore, and quietly withdrew from the door, he didn't plan to tell Cang Rinchen about choosing a concubine, he definitely wouldn't have the heart to have another concubine.

Ye Xinghuan didn't want Xia Yinhuan to be alive, but the fact is that if he can't find it, he has already become a settler, even if there is a corpse, it should rot at this time, where to start?

He had to rejoice, fortunately, the fallen leaves could not be found, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

clenched his fists, and left happily at night, the matter of choosing a concubine could not be delayed any longer, he had to settle down in the dust, and he still had something to do.

Even if a person dies, he will always leave traces in the world, no matter whether he lives or dies, he must go to Southern Xinjiang in person to find Xia Yinhuan.

As soon as he walked outside the hall, he heard the cold voice of the people in the hall: "Xinghuan, I want to go to the Imperial Garden for a walk." ”

Gong E, who brought food today, told him that the plum blossoms in the imperial garden have bloomed, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the red and white are beautiful.

He wanted to go and see if Xia Yinhuan was there, not long ago, they had enjoyed the scenery together in the Imperial Garden, drinking plum blossom tea.

Ye Xing Huansheng paused and looked back, Cang Linchen had already walked to the door, and he actually found that he was standing at the door just now.

"Your Majesty." Ye Xinghuan was stunned and hurriedly saluted, this was the first time in half a month that Cang Linchen stepped out of the gate of the East Palace, which made him excited.

Seeing that he was about to kneel, Cang Rinchen's eyebrows were cold, and he said indifferently: "That's it, go to the imperial garden with me." ”

The place where Xia Yinhuan stayed is always nostalgic, the long pavilion is still the same, and the plum blossoms are more prosperous, but things are not people, and people are no longer there.

Cang Linchen stood with his hands in his hands, stood in the long pavilion, glanced at the bright sky and sighed: "It's a pity that there is no snow." ”

Didn't Xia Yinhuan and him go to the imperial garden to enjoy the plum blossoms on the day when there was goose feathers and heavy snow, but today it is no longer the scene of the day, just like there is no one next to him.

"It's a good day these days." The melancholy color of the night walk, looking at it, there used to be a thin figure standing under the plum blossom tree under the clusters of plum blossoms, spinning with the wind and snow, like a fairy dancing in the snow.

She has never looked like a woman in the world, like a fairy who fell from the sky, and she thought that even if she left, she should return to the sky.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Cang Linchen sighed again, sat down, but no longer had the heart to enjoy the plum blossom grandeur, and the place where Xia Yinhuan sat that day.

He stroked the stone bench, only to feel the coldness spreading down his fingertips, a little bit cold to his heart.

"Your Majesty, do you want to make a pot of plum blossom tea?" Ye Xinghuan was present that day, and he understood what Cang Linchen was thinking, and the fragrance of plum blossom tea is still fresh in his memory.

"No need, you can go on your way, I want to be quiet and quiet."

Cang Linchen lowered his eyes, unable to see what kind of emotion was in his gaze, and could only feel that his tone was a little depressed.

"Okay, then Your Majesty be careful of catching a cold." Ye Xinghuan let him miss it, he couldn't make him stop thinking about Xia Yinhuan, even he couldn't do it himself, let alone Cang Linchen.

The days of longing and twilight are always tormented, if there is a day to meet, at least everything is worth it, if there is no day to meet, waiting can only be exchanged for endless despair.

Leaving the Imperial Garden, Ye Xinghuan hurriedly summoned the Ministry of Rites Shangshu, which had just come down from the morning court, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu had not been able to leave the palace gate and was called back by Ye Xinghuan.

"I wonder what happened to His Majesty King Lian summoning the ministers?" In the imperial study, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu saluted to the night and asked, in fact, he is a smart man, and the relationship between Lian Wang Pingsuli and him is not close, and he is probably summoned for the purpose of proposing in the Jinluan Palace.

"This king wants a person who looks like a queen, extremely similar, you must find it, only for three days for you!" There is no extra time for Ye Xinghuan to let Cang Linchen continue to decline.

In the harem, the favors and humiliations have taken turns, and in the end, only Xia Yinhuan can fall into the eyes of Cang Rinchen, he thought, if it is an ordinary beauty, I am afraid that Cang Rinchen will not take a second look.

However, if he looks like Xia Yinhuan, the result will be very different.

"The minister understands that he will live up to the prince's trust." The Ministry of Rites Shangshu admired the night Xinghuan for thinking thoughtfully, and it is not difficult to find a person with a similar demeanor in the world.

I'm afraid it doesn't have to be exactly the same as Xia Yinhuan, as long as she can have a three-point resemblance to Xia Yinhuan, Cang Rinchen will definitely look at each other squarely.

"Go ahead." Ye Xinghuan dismissed the Ministry of Rites, walked out of the hall and looked up, the floating clouds in the sky were swimming, unpredictable, his Adam's apple sliding, and finally sighed: "Yin Huan, I'm sorry, for Your Majesty, for the sake of Yasukuni I have to do this, if you have a spirit in the sky, you will definitely understand." ”

Cang Linchen's life is still very long, even if there is really one day when he finds Xia Yinhuan's body, he will try his best to hide it, if he can't let go of Xia Yinhuan in his heart at that time.

If one day, he empathizes with him, and his life will not be mired in painful memories.

This is no way, although I'm sorry Xia Yinhuan, if you want to blame Ye Xinghuan, blame yourself, I didn't protect you well, so you suffered an accident.

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