Chapter Seventy-Seven: Out of the Mud

"What's wrong?"

Zuo Chen looked at Rui Yan's somewhat ugly face, and there was a slight pain in his heart, but he had to pretend that he didn't see anything, turned his face away, and turned his cold face to the oncoming sunshine and unfolded a clean smile.

Rui Yan turned over and looked straight at him, this person in his memory had never been so clear and bright, it was not that he had never seen him smile, but it was the first time he had seen such a warm smile without a trace of indifference.

Is it the first time? Rui Yan tilted his head and shifted his gaze to the mountain wall not far away, the last time he was held tightly in his arms, he seemed to have seen such a smile, even Rui Yan himself was in a trance, it seemed to be just a moment, that person's amazement, warmth was only a moment.

Even the rainbow was dwarfed by a smile, and the wordless words also hooked a warm smile, and he didn't look back, so he didn't notice when the person next to him turned around, how his eyes were red, and he looked at him intently, remembering his smile that was alluring.

I don't know why, after washing his body again, Zuo Chen was not willing to leave the warm pool water at all, so he let Rui Yan put his arm on his waist possessively, tightly circled it, and leaned on the slippery and moist stone behind him as softly as he didn't feel it, and seemed to fall his eyes on the prosperous and prosperous lotus leaves that were blooming on the side.

The green cyan leaves are like a large disc, and the water surface is spread out one by one, dyeing all the slightly blue water surface green, and the yellow-green veins on the leaves are clearly visible, and it seems that even the misty water droplets can be seen clearly.

The pink flowers and buds stretched out, and the distance of about half a meter from the water surface slowly opened his beautiful coat shyly, revealing the green lotus canopy inside.

Some of the petals are no longer outside the lotus canopy, and are blown to the water by the slightly cool wind on one side, like a pink boat, quietly staying on the water......

"What are you thinking, in a daze?"

Rui Yan on the side was also in a rare mood, leaning on the stone on the side, learning from Zuo Chen's appearance to relax himself, looking more comfortable, his hand under the water has been tightly hugging his strong and elastic waist and limbs, and looking at Zuo Chen's face without any displeasure with satisfaction.

This is actually the life he has always wanted, he wanted it when he was very young, so he has always been a little rebellious, after he was able to do something on his own, he sneaked outside quietly when his father was not paying attention, and accidentally found this place according to the oral description of the villagers.

Speaking of which, it was three years ago, three years ago, an ignorant and stubborn young man, if he hadn't left the palace three years ago, his father would not have come out to look for him, and he would not have encountered such a thing, when he returned to the palace, even he himself could not imagine that the person who sat high on the dragon chair and wore a bright yellow dragon robe was his father.

You can't imagine that his father before leaving the palace was still black-haired, with hard bones in the imperial study, patted his head lovingly, and said to him with a smile: "Good boy, practice your calligraphy well, although it already has a look, but it is still too grassy, if you become the emperor in the future, how can you be embarrassed to use such words to meet your subjects, you naughty dragon cub, when will you be able to settle down." ”

He still remembers the hands that patted him on the head and brought him warmth, they were very well maintained, white and delicate, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles to be seen, it was hard for you to imagine that it was a man's hand, let alone the hand of a man in his thirties who was about to forty.

However, it was only a long time, and it was only five months since he left the palace, and he received a notice from the secret guard. Quietly returned to the palace, and at that time he accidentally even shed tears. His father's hair was all white, not even the color of gray, the kind of pure white that even the old man was too old to do, and his bent back was hooked and he sat on the chair to correct and fold, and the cheek sockets on the side of his face were covered with wrinkles.

At that time, he had never hated himself so much, why was he so naughty, he asked his father what had happened, and his father sat there in silence every time, looking at the carved beam ornament alone, silent. He looked for someone to investigate by himself but found that all people and things had been smoothed out, except for the blank is all the blank, at that time he was limited in the number of secret guards he could mobilize, and in the end it was not until ...... Meet him......

Rui Yan silently turned his gaze to the person beside him, his beautiful black eyes were like a bright glass, he didn't expect that he would bring him here, this impression has always belonged to him and Ling Yun.

Just like him, Zuo Chen looked into the distance with a lonely gaze, not knowing what he was thinking, he was always distracted, he was very beautiful, Rui Yan always knew, just like the lotus flower in the water, he has always been so cold, always giving people a kind of nature out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demon charm.

The strength of his hand can't help but tighten, he is his own, he can't give it to others, his beauty is only qualified to touch him, his warmth is only qualified to have him, his ...... Charm is only qualified for him, and his jealousy, along with his heart, does not want him to think of others.

Even he himself was a little skeptical that he had been so stubborn in making a bet with Yeluli to win his heart, and that he had been bewitched by him at that time, and had been captured by his charm on chuang, even if he had not intended it at the time, even if it was only the effect of medicine.

"What are you thinking?" Rui Yan stared at him wordlessly with his deep eyes, and asked again, obsessively wanting to know what he was thinking at this moment.

"Me?" Zuo Chen looked away from the petals scattered on the water in confusion, turned his face sideways to look at the person who hugged him tightly, and reluctantly made himself look more pleasant, the heat that kept coming from his chest couldn't warm his already lonely heart, it turned out that everyone who didn't love everyone would be tightly connected as long as they hugged each other tightly.

Avoiding his gaze, he inadvertently saw the red scattered on the surface of the pool, sighed lonely, and said on the ground: "I didn't think about anything, but I saw the blue lotus petals scattered all over the place, and I thought of myself, once upon a time, I have always healed myself with green lotus." I just thought that he was so high that he said that he was not stained by the mud, but now looking back, the mud is just a lump of mud, and a few years later, when the clouds return to the clouds and the moon, there is not nothing left. ”

Rui Yan on the side was startled by his indifferent tone, his face was not very good, and he didn't say anything, but the hand holding him tighter.

After a long time, he didn't look at him, but whispered in his usual indifferent voice: "It's cold in autumn, let's go into the house and add some clothes in a while." ”

The wind blew without a trace on the surface of the water, just like the surprised Zuo Chen, looking at the person next to him with a puzzled face, everything was traceless, as if it had never appeared.