"Good Night", "Nightmare" and "Moonrise" are connected into a three-step sequence, as a narrative of Xiao Rin's mental journey after Xiao Rong left.

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Good night

The moon is full of sky, the stars are sparse, and the cool evening breeze is writing shallow tenderness in the quiet night sky.

It is the best time of the year, and the peach blossoms in the imperial garden are blooming brightly. Under the soft moonlight, the delicate flowers are draped in a faint silver glow, and they also quietly take off the usual bit of vulgarity, adding a bit of charm and elegance.

The good night is like a promise, the beautiful scenery is like a promise, the emperor of Dayan, who has been in power for more than a year, is and the queen, the princess of Qin Lechang, who married into Dayan more than half a year ago, in the moon flowers in this imperial garden, toast to each other, and enjoy the bright moon together.

Although the fourteen-year-old Lechang grew up in the deep palace, he was deeply favored by his father since he was a child, and now he is married away from home, and he also has the meticulous care of his husband, so his face is completely free of the grievances and loneliness of a palace woman, and he still has a bit of girlish innocence and coquettishness.

Nor would she understand why her husband, the king who seemed to have it all, but who was forever lost, had always tried so hard to hold up a warm world for her in the cold palace, so greedily indulging in her still innocent smile.

Like, a long, long time ago, that person did it.

Compared with Lechang's innocence, although Yan Rin next to her is only two years older than her, he looks much calmer and more dignified. Even at this moment, when he was completely relaxed and no longer had to worry about state affairs, he just looked at his smiling wife with soft and doting eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.

Under the breeze and bright moon, among the famous flowers and beauties, Yan Rin's eyes still precipitate lingering loneliness; Under the moonlight, he was full of silver, the most noble man in the world, but at this time it seemed that he was only indescribably lonely and lonely.

Maybe the night is too intoxicating, the moonlight is too gentle, people unconsciously have to recall those past events that they know are untraceable, Yan Rin's eyes were a little unpredictable and hazy all night, and he unconsciously drank a few more glasses in Lechang's laughter.

When he was half-drunk, a deep voice suddenly came from the most inconspicuous darkness on the side: "Your Majesty, Weichen has something important to play." ”

The figure in the fog who was gradually moving away disappeared without a trace with this sound, and Yan Rin's wine suddenly woke up most of it.

The people in the night have always known how to advance and retreat, and today they even dared to disturb the meeting of the emperor and queen, what is the important matter?

Yan Rin's heart was racing, and he glanced at Le Chang, who was obviously frightened, with a slight apology, and said lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"It is the most important thing that the emperor has valued for more than a year."

Yan Rin stood up suddenly when she heard this, her face was no longer as calm as she always was, and her voice trembled: "Do you know his whereabouts?" ”

"The ministers are incompetent, and they still don't know where that person is, but they ......"

Yan Rin calmed down a little at this time, but her heart was still turbulent. He sat down slowly, his face returned to his usual joy and anger, raised the wine jug and poured a glass of wine for Lechang to suppress his shock, but his eyes were still staring at the man in the dark: "Just what?" ”

The man suddenly felt that the eyes of the king in front of him had become unprecedentedly cold and sharp, and the straight-taught person did not dare to force his eyes, so he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "I just found some hidden traces of that person." As he spoke, he leaned out of the darkness, respectfully placed a navy blue pamphlet in Yan Rin's hand, and immediately disappeared into the darkness as if it had never appeared.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Lechang's curious voice came from his ears.

"It's just a little thing, Lechang, you don't have to care." Yan Rin's lips hooked up a gentle and unblemished smile, but the right hand holding the booklet trembled involuntarily. He tried his best to calm himself down, but Lechang's face in front of him was still blurred little by little, and even his own voice was so far away that it seemed to come from another world.

In his eyes, there is only that man left, and he is willing to spend his whole life to pursue it.

He smiled softly wryly in his heart.

A hidden past? Are they the scars that I no longer dare to touch and cannot touch?

With a trembling hand on his face, he opened the booklet.

Every word is shocking; Every line and paragraph seemed to turn into a sharp blade, one by one, inserted into his heart one by one, piercing his body and flesh blurred.

Yan Rin raised his head and smiled lightly at Lechang: "Lechang, can you tell me about the customs of the Qin State?" ”

It turned out that Chun Yu had bad intentions early on, he arranged Chun Yu and to be by my side, he coaxed Chun Yu and pretended to be loyal to me, he braved the world's disapproval to kill Chun Yu in front of the car, it turned out that it was all for me, he wanted me to distinguish the traitors and available materials in the Qing Dynasty, and wanted to transfer trustworthy people to my side, so that I could become an adult, so that I could be alone, so that I could get rid of him with my own hands after that.

Yan Rin still smiled lightly: "Lechang, can you tell me the story of the Qin Kingdom?" ”

It turned out that he led his troops into Beijing after defeating the Qin army on purpose, and he would rather attract infamy that could not be washed away, but also let me be in the army, and let me take the opportunity to recruit cronies in the army, but also let the people of the world dare not ignore me anymore. It turned out that the first thing he did when he returned to Beijing after the war was to stay up all night to check my window class, ask me about my daily life, regardless of his own body and hard work, just so that I could become a generation of Ming Jun and become his pride.

Yan Rin still smiled casually: "Lechang, can you sing a few songs of the Qin State to me?" ”

It turned out that on his birthday, he had already received the news and knew that he was going to do it. But he still just didn't take precautions, didn't make arrangements, and even wished me success and fame in history in front of hundreds of officials. For the sake of my future, for my merits, he was willing to die at my hands, but he did not even complain, and did not even fight for a good name.

It turns out that there are so many originals, so many contributions, so many sacrifices, but I still don't know anything, I take it for granted, but I don't understand how much blood and pain flows from that person behind so many of the things that are taken for granted.

Yan Rin clenched his fist tightly in his sleeve.

He wanted to cry loudly, he wanted to scold himself for his incompetence, carelessness and selfishness, and he wanted to vent the sorrow and remorse in his heart for more than a year.

But he couldn't.

Because his wife, the still innocent girl, was right next to him.

Therefore, he can't cry, he can't shout, he can't even frown, he can't move his color slightly, he can only force all the pain into his internal organs, into the depths of his soul, let it tear his soul to pieces, and then, continue to smile faintly, smile and let her tell interesting stories about her homeland, sing songs about her homeland, and not let her have the slightest chance to discover her vulnerability, her own pain.

Until Lechang finished singing the last song, he turned his head and asked him, "What was the emperor looking at just now?" ”

Yan Rin was lighting the candle flame at this time, looking at the navy blue booklet curled up into a cloud of ashes like his heart.

Every word, every word in that booklet has been engraved into the bottom of my heart, eroding the bone and marrow, and in this life, in this life, there can never be a moment or forget.

Hearing this, he turned his head and smiled lightly: "It's just some old things." ”

As he spoke, he raised his glass and swallowed the residual wine in the cup with a fishy sweetness that suddenly gushed out of his mouth.

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Afterword: I can't help it with a small number of words, I can only squeeze so much.

I admit that the quality is not good, and when I deliberately abuse it, it is too revealing, and I don't know how to abuse it.

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Nightmare

Trembling and opening his eyes, wiping the liquid on his face that he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat, Yan Rin sat up from the dragon bed, barely struggling out of the abyss-like dream.

How many nights he woke up from a dream like that. Such a dream, such a shuddering pain, but the figure in the dream that is destined not to be reproduced in the real world makes him nostalgic for the pain and hurt in the dream.

Every night, even if he wants to pamper any of his concubines, he must return to his dormitory afterwards and reject all the palace maids and eunuchs who serve him, so that he dare to sleep, in order not to let anyone know about his helplessness, his loneliness, and his weakness.

In the eyes of the concubine, he was the supreme emperor; In front of Lechang, he is a husband who shelters from the wind and rain, so he doesn't dare to be weak, and he can't be weak.

So, when he was the weakest and most helpless, he could only curl up and trap himself in a dark corner, facing all the pain and all the sorrow alone.

Because that person, the one who would have hugged him as soon as he woke up many years ago, the one who would give him the warmest and thickest chest when he was vulnerable, the one who would silently shield him from all the wind and rain, has walked out of his life.

Yan Rin sat on the bed blankly, with undried water on her face. The cold silver glow reflected on his slightly pale face, and at this moment, it seemed that he was just an ordinary child.

The scenes in the dream came to my mind one by one.

The man's expression was faint, and there was no nostalgia on his lips: "You Ling Chi me, I also beat you, you and I don't owe each other, let's never see each other." ”

The man's face was extremely calm, as if he was just facing a completely unfamiliar face: "What are you going to do to stay and let you continue this unfinished Ling Chi?" ”

The man's face was cold, and every word pierced his heart and lungs like an ice pick: "Your Majesty, you bleed my leg again." ”

Countless nights, he had been awakened by countless nightmares, but this was the only scene, and he never fell asleep.

Recalling the man's cold and indifferent, even a little mean words, Yan Rin suddenly trembled for no reason.

Appearance, his appearance, when will he talk to people in such a hurtful tone?

The gentle, modest, elegant and generous appearance of the past, as if no one deserves to be cared about like this;

Later, the appearance that pretended to be high-flying and domineering, as if he would never disdain to deal with anyone in this way.

Why did that man with a big heart say such things only in front of him?

Do you say, do you say...... The man who was so powerful that he didn't seem to care about anything, and he didn't mind anything......

Is it also heartache and hurt?

Thinking of this, Yan Rin's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain uncontrollably.

He suddenly remembered what Rong Xiang had said to Jingyuan in the prison on the secret fold that Fang Yedi had presented:

"That's it, the emperor has also grown up, and he has his own considerations and decisions. I'm like this, and it's a little ridiculous to still be in charge of everything and point fingers. When the prince went back, he only said that Rong Qian thanked the lord Longen. ”

His appearance is such a tolerant and open-minded person, even if the soldiers are in the city, even if the whole country is in drought, he never shows the slightest sadness.

What did he do, how much and how deeply hurt Rong Xiang could make him discouraged and lazy?

He clutched his chest as if this would ease the unbearable pain in his heart a little.

We can never forget those abandoned years, the pain of being thrown from the peak of the whole life to the bottom, the sadness of the world so big that no one can complain about. However, the man who is obviously reluctant and painful, but still wants to abandon himself for his own future, has to endure many times more pain and sorrow than himself?

The loss of those days, the sorrow of those days, and the loneliness of those days, he must know everything. The man who once loved him meticulously, the man who would take care of him with his whole life, would he also feel deeply distressed for him, blame himself deeply, and then continue to endure the tearing of his heart, and continue to wear a cold and arrogant mask to face himself who he can't bear to hurt anymore?

That man, no matter what he encountered, was always calm and calm, even if he was cut off, even if he was imprisoned, even if he knew that he was going to die, he just smiled faintly. However, did that Ling Chi's life still hurt him after all? He has given so much, sacrificed so much, but the reward he gave him was only hatred, only cruelty, and only resentment that he still hated and hated by eating his flesh......

At the beginning, he just spoke coldly to himself, and he had already let himself be bruised and trapped in an endless hell, but now he inflicted the deepest hatred and cruelty in the world on him, and taught him how to endure the endless wounds, endless pain, endless sorrow, and endless hatred?

Hate?

Yan Rin couldn't help but shudder.

He, does he hate himself? The face who indifferently said ruthless words to himself, did he hate himself?

Will he hate the child he once raised as much as he hated him? I can't even stand his coldness, what can I do to resist his hatred?

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the bottom of my heart: What about you, how did you treat him?

You yourself can't bear his hatred, but when you poured out your hatred on him, how could you ever think if he could bear it?

Yan Rin, why can you be so selfish?

In an instant, Yan Rin's whole body fell into coldness.

You hurt the person who treats you best in the world, but you only know your pain and sorrow. Why should you never think that the person who treated you well with his whole life would also be hurt by your hurt?

He bit his wrist to the core, but the pain in his heart continued to surge, drowning him and suffocating him.

That man, the man who is also flesh and blood, who will hurt and hurt, for you to put aside his life, he can put aside his reputation, he can put aside all his pain and scars, but how can you forget the pain and scars he left because of your almost ruined life, because of your lost reputation, because of your selfishness?

He buried his head in his chest and curled his whole body tightly into a ball, but he didn't know whether he thought it was cold or painful, and he still couldn't help but shiver.

Yan Rin, Yan Rin, it turns out that even today when he has sacrificed for you, today when you have said countless times that you know your mistakes, and today when you say day and night that you want him to come back, you are still so selfish and so ruthless.

Because of selfishness, you can only see your own pain forever; Because of his coldness, you never understood what he did for you, and even the hurt and pain in his heart, you never knew, and never even dared to know.

Yan Rin, what the hell are you?

He hugged himself tightly, and a desperate sobs rang out from the wrapping of the quilt.

I thought that after experiencing such a hurt, he could no longer be selfish, no longer careless, no longer self-righteous, and could have enough remorse, guilt and sincerity to meet the person he would never forget. But now, why do you only feel that you are still the same selfish, the same careless, the same self-righteous, how qualified, how can you have the face, and go to meet that person again?

That night, the moon was shining brightly and the evening breeze was light, but in the dormitory of the Great Yan Kingdom, I saw the most noble man in the country, wrapped in a quilt, trembling incessantly.

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Moonrise

Feng Changqing, who was summoned to the palace as soon as dawn broke, was kneeling quietly in front of the Jinluan Palace at this moment.

For a long time, there was still silence in front of him.

Raising his eyes slightly, a trace of astonishment flashed across his resolute and calm face.

On the dragon chair, the young king, who had never been strong and calm like a child, was now haggard, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his gaze was wandering without focus.

He sat dumbfounded, his face as pale as death, ethereal and weak, like a ghost.

Seeing this, Feng Changqing was a little suspicious in his heart, but he also knew that as a subordinate, it was not appropriate to ask about the private affairs of the Son of Heaven, so he only coughed lightly at the moment, and said, "I don't know what Your Majesty summoned the ministers to see?" ”

Yan Rin raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, but his eyes were still blank, and he said like a whisper: "General Feng, you say, let him be...... Does he hate me? ”

Rao is Feng Changqing has experienced countless ups and downs in the military palace for many years, and when he heard such amazing words from Yan Rin's mouth at this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked, completely forgetting the difference between monarchs and ministers, and looked at the king who was still unaware of his gaffe.

"After all these years, no matter how stubborn I am, how much I don't understand him, how much I resent him, his heart for me has never changed. He did this to me, but I ...... But I did not care about the old feelings, and inflicted the most cruel torture on him, and he ...... Will he not hate me? Yan Rin muttered, a look of sadness gradually revealed in her eyes.

Feng Changqing opened his mouth to speak, but the things in front of him were too weird, and thousands of thoughts flashed in his heart, but he couldn't even say a word.

I heard Yan Rin say to herself, "He should hate me...... For more than ten years, I have always been so selfish, always so self-righteous, never understood or cared about his joys and sorrows, even today when he is gone. I have failed his hard work and betrayed his love, what qualifications do I have......"

"Your Majesty!"

Reluctantly suppressing the undulating thoughts in his heart, Feng Changqing broke off his drink, and suddenly woke up the emperor who was indulging in grief and couldn't extricate himself. Yan Rin looked up at Feng Changqing, but heard him continue:

"Rong Xiang is the first strange person in the world, whether he hates or not, the minister does not dare to talk about it. It's just ......" Feng Changqing looked at Yan Rin, with a sad look in his eyes: "The minister only knows that he is similar to each other, and he never wants to see that he sacrificed an arm, but only in exchange for a king who feels sorry for himself." ”

Quietly looking at Feng Changqing who was kneeling on the ground, Yan Rin sighed softly: "General Feng has taught me a lesson, I have been taught, general, please get up first." ”

Yes, it doesn't matter if you hate it, or if you don't hate, if Rong Xiang sees him like this, I'm afraid I'll have to be secretly angry again.

It's just that...... It's just that...... Today, let him indulge!

He smiled lightly at Feng Changqing, but there was a faint majesty in the smile that the king could not violate: "These days the government affairs are leisurely, can the general be willing to visit the palace with me in the afternoon to visit the people?" ”

"I wonder where Your Majesty wants to go?"

"Tea stall on the outskirts of Beijing."

However, the faint four words made Feng Changqing's face instantly turn like earth, but at this time, Yan Rin was full of confusion in his heart, and he didn't realize that he was forgiven? p\>———————————————————————————————————

"Childe, is that you?" The woman's voice was slightly surprised and delighted.

"More than a year later, the girl still remembers me?" Looking at the woman in front of her, who was not beautiful but inexplicably kind, Yan Rin asked with a little puzzlement.

"Why don't you remember? I still remember the wonderful argument of the original childe. A year has passed, and Qinggu, who has seen a lot of people and things, speaks much more decently than in the past: "What's more, the ingot of gold rewarded by the son ......"

Yan Rin had completely forgotten the ingot of gold she had left here, so she naturally didn't care about it: "Since the gold was given to the girl, it belongs to the girl, and the girl doesn't need to care too much." ”

When Qinggu heard this, she didn't pretend to be polite, she just smiled and poured tea for Yan Rin and the others, and chuckled: "That is the case, as long as he comes to the son in the future, I won't count the tea money." ”

Yan Rin only nodded and smiled: "It's so bothering." ”

Looking at the figure of the woman busy greeting guests, Yan Rin felt a little trance in her heart.

Surprisingly familiar, surprisingly intimate, all of this, it all seems a bit like ...... The man.

How so? Yan Rin shook her head, laughing at her own crankiness.

However, that familiarity and intimacy are real from the first time we meet. Maybe it's because of this that he suddenly had such nonsense, such nonsense, and this will definitely make Rong Xiang unhappy, and he wants to find this woman who only has one side to confide in his heart.

Laughing and draining the tea from his cup, he turned around and began to talk casually with the guests around him.

However, no matter what kind of topic is spoken, Yan Rin's eyes are always extremely distant, as if he is immersed in every bit of time in the past, and the expression on his face is completely unrelated to the topic, sometimes soft, sometimes sad, sometimes lonely.

But Feng Changqing, who was standing behind him, was worried in his heart, I don't know if the young man in front of him came here purely out of whim, or if he was aware of his secret contact with Rong Xiang a year ago, and after a long time, he didn't even finish a cup of tea.

The scorching sun hanging in the middle of the sky slowly set westward, and the tea on Yan Rin's table changed cup after cup, but until the sun set, the guests dispersed one after another, and Qinggu began to close the stall, but Yan Rin still had no intention of leaving. And Feng Changqing had a ghost in his heart, so he didn't dare to urge, so he could only stand behind Yan Rin in a daze.

Until Qinggu's voice sounded again: "Son, go back quickly, the family is waiting for you to eat, and if you don't go back, they will have to worry." ”

Even this slightly nagging word is so familiar.

Yan Rin looked up at her: "I want to tell a story, is the girl willing to listen to it?" ”

Qinggu was slightly stunned, and just wanted to say that Brother Rong was still waiting for him to eat, but when she saw the faint hope in the eyes of the half-grown child, her heart softened for no reason, and she remembered that although Brother Rong often complained about this and that, he never really got angry with himself, so he subconsciously sat down and nodded: "Say it." ”

Yan Rin didn't look at her, her eyes seemed to be cast to the incomparably distant past: "I came from a big family, and my family has countless money and countless land. He said lightly, without the slightest hint of showing off in his words, but revealing a bit of loneliness and loss: "It's just that my mother died because of my difficult childbirth, I was not yet a year old, and my father died of illness." The family has a big fortune and a big business, the head of the family died suddenly, and I am still in infancy, so the uncles are naturally eyeing each other, and the bold ones want to take away all the family property, and the timid also want to get a piece of the pie. It's all about ......"

There was a slight excitement in his words: "It's all up to my father, who relied on the most during his lifetime...... Friend, risking a lot of stakes to protect my position, suppressing people with ill intentions outside, eating and sleeping with me inside, and protecting my safety closely. If it weren't for him...... I'm afraid I would never be where I am today. ”

"He treated me very well, in those days, every conspiracy was blocked by him, every nightmare was dispelled by him, every effort was encouraged by him, and every progress was praised by him......" Yan Rin's eyes exuded a warm look, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little self-deprecating: "I always thought that such days would go on forever, so I never thought of cherishing it." When I understand that happy days will not last long, and when I want to catch it again, I can't catch anything in my hands. ”

He smiled bitterly and continued: "Later, he was worried that I was always hiding under his wings, had never experienced wind and rain, and might not be able to deal with the open guns and arrows around me in the future, so he ...... So he began to snub me, ignore me, suppress me, and began to appoint private individuals in the clan, covering the sky with one hand, becoming more and more arrogant and arrogant, and less and less taking me, the nominal head of the family, in his eyes.

"I began to hate him, hated him so much that I vowed to take back everything I had taken from him. I began to plump my wings, secretly recruiting undesirable talents for my own use, planting my own men in all the vital places, and gradually hollowing out his power in the clan. But I couldn't have imagined that all of this was under his arrangement and control. Most of my confidants and cronies were arranged by him to assist me, and without his instructions, I would not have been able to control all the vital points so easily, let alone seize power in his hands. It was he who pushed the people he had taught, step by step, to bring himself to death.

"Everybody thought I was doing this just to seize power, to trample on my feet this one that had ridden on my head, even I used to think so. But I now understand that I hate him, I hate his coldness, I hate his estrangement, I hate that he will never take me seriously. I did all this just to get him to look me in the face and prove to him what a wrong decision it was to ignore me. Yan Rin smiled coldly, but she didn't know if she was laughing at others or herself: "How ridiculous, how nonsense, just for such a naïve and willful reason, I fought with him desperately for six years, fought him to death, and fought myself all over my body, is it worth it, is it worth it?" ”

Without waiting for Qinggu to answer, Yan Rin continued: "On the night when I thought he was the most unprepared, I mobilized people to surround his mansion and captured him in one fell swoop. Do you know what I did with him? Seeing that Qinggu shook his head, he pulled the corners of his lips expressionlessly, and smiled very stiffly, but the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably betrayed the turbulence in his heart: "I tied him with a fishing net and had his flesh cut off piece by piece with a knife." His face was as pale as death: "This is how I repay the man who raised me single-handedly, and chop him to death every day and night." ”

Yan Rin sighed softly, but even the breath he exhaled seemed to have a bloody smell: "I will never forget that day." I inflicted the most cruel and vicious torture on him in the world, but he still didn't care, and he still refused to face me once. I hate it, I hate it! Why did I do everything in vain, why did I not get his attention anyway, why was I always so insignificant in his eyes! ”

He ...... He's dead? ”

"Nope." Yan Rin's expression was so complicated that he couldn't see it clearly: "There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky...... Thanks to this unforeseen situation. While I was watching the execution, a general colluded with my uncle, broke out, and led a group of people to surround me, trying to kill me and seize the throne in the name of saving him. Just when my guards were in danger and were in danger, the man who had been tied up in the fishing net, and everyone thought he could no longer move, suddenly broke free and knocked down hundreds of swords and armor with the power of one person...... It's hard to reach the real ghosts. It's just that he clearly has the ability to escape, and he can clearly avoid this torture, why does he still want to stay and let me cut his flesh one by one and shed the blood of my heart?

But he went away without an explanation. Yan Rin's face was deeply painful: "Later, I asked everyone around me, and I learned everything he did for me secretly, but it was too late, and the flesh and blood that were cut off could no longer be made up, and it was impossible for that person to come back......"

He looked up to the sky, as if to look for the figure that had disappeared from his life, and sighed, "Girl, you say...... Will he hate me? He treated me like this, but I used the most cruel means to deal with the man who sacrificed everything for my future...... Will he hate me? Is it because he hates me that he wants to leave? ”

Qinggu, who had been listening silently from the sidelines, was silent for a long time, and finally smiled: "No." ”

This woman is not beautiful at all, not even the posture of a middle-aged person, but this smile has an indescribable beauty, and even the blue spot on her face, in this smile, seems to become no longer an eyesore.

She looked at the young man in front of her who seemed to have everything, but was so confused that she couldn't help himself, and a subtle sense of intimacy suddenly arose in her heart.

It's really strange that she is clearly talking about another irrelevant person, why does it make her vaguely feel that the legendary man in the young man's mouth is exactly the same as Brother Rong.

The man who was obviously half-dead, but could provoke her courage to continue living in a few words;

The man who would scold her for her lack of self-love and self-love, but just wanted her to be self-reliant, and never really hurt her or rejected her;

The man who is crippled, but still mysterious and powerful, has miraculously changed her entire life with just a little power.

They're probably the same people.

Qinggu smiled slightly, her face seemed to be shrouded in a faint brilliance, and she was extremely proud to say what Brother Rong said after being drunk:

"There is such a kind of person in this world, they give without wanting to get something, but just see the happiness of the person they pay for, they have already received the best return, the greatest happiness. They are not saints, they are also afraid of being betrayed and hurt, they will also be hurt, and they will also have heartache, but instead of regretting the original effort, instead of turning the original love into hatred, and burying everything that was once good in hatred, they are more willing to choose to laugh it off. Since you don't want to give in return, it is enough to be happy when you give, and the result of giving cannot be changed, so why care about so much. As for those who have hurt themselves...... I thought I could forget it, but I couldn't forget it, and I thought I could not care about it, but I couldn't let it go. Since I can't forget it, I can't let it go, although I can't do anything anymore, as long as I can see them happy and see them doing well, my heart can always be more comfortable and happy. ”

Yan Rin listened blankly, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Unexpectedly, I remembered the words presented by the secret agent:

"It may seem strange to say that, but I mean it. Shi Shizi, after Your Majesty, please. ”

Unexpectedly, I remembered the last sentence of the parting appearance:

"Promise me to be a good emperor and a happy person."

What kind of stupid thoughts was he thinking before? His appearance is like this.

Yan Rin sighed softly, but even this sigh was marked with lightness and relief.

yes, from this day forward, doubt no more, no more sorrow, for countenance does not desire to see these things.

He wants to be a good emperor wholeheartedly, because even if he can't find his face, he knows that he must be living in seclusion in a place where there is no dispute with the world, smiling at the country under his rule.

Maybe...... The word happiness is too far away from him, but he will try his best to find it, to fight for it, and to make the corners of his mouth smile as soon as possible.

It's just, looks, when I can really do all this, do all this, you ...... Will you come back?

As he was thinking, he didn't notice that from the shadows not far away, a low sigh came from it.

But it was said that Qinggu was left in the tea stall by Yan Rin, and Rong Qian, who had already prepared meals at home, had been waiting for a long time without seeing anyone, and he was inevitably a little relieved in his heart, so he came to look for someone on crutches.

He hurriedly hid himself in the shadows of the alley, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Stinky child, I didn't pay it back last time, but now I am a person who has already started a family, why are you still so nonsense and willful, I don't know the severity, I really should let your queen teach you a lesson. And Feng Changqing, didn't you seriously criticize and educate him last time, how dare you do it again, don't you take my words seriously if I'm not the prime minister now? No, no, when the spirit is connected in the future, I must ask Zhang Minxin to read "Educational Psychology" and "Management Psychology" to me, this time the simulation is too much of a failure.

scolded like this in his heart, but Rong Qian couldn't help but poke his head out and stare at Yan Rin, who he hadn't seen for a year.

This kid has obviously lost weight, I know that the emperor is not good to do, I am still so active and excited when you take the throne, and it will be enough for you to suffer for decades. Usually when you are tired, eat more food, drink more ginseng soup, don't die all day long, if you die of overwork early, isn't my simulation in vain?

Well, it's a lot more handsome than a year ago, and I'm really still very prescient, but it's a pity that that face was pinched too little before, and now I don't have a chance to make it back.

I'm still smiling happily, just untie the knot, and don't drill the horns like before. Wait a minute...... A knot that is only being untied now? You've been drilling for more than a year? Stupid kid, so brainless, can't be flexible, who did you learn it from?

Rong Qian was still muttering here, Yan Rin had already smiled softly, and there was endless relief and gratitude in her smile: "After talking for so long, I still don't know what to call the girl?" ”

Qinggu smiled: "Just call me Qinggu." ”

"Sister Qing, thank you." Yan Rin stood up: "Thank you for listening to me so much and comforting me like this." I'm leaving, I'll be sure to come and see you more when I have time. ”

Seeing that Yan Rin was leaving, Rong Qian chuckled and turned around, and went home again on crutches.

It's better to see it in the end.

It's just that he wouldn't have thought that he could avoid this moment, but he couldn't avoid the fateful reunion two years later.

Yan Rin was also walking towards the palace, once again brushing shoulders with the man he was willing to pay any price to pursue.

After a long, long time, every time he thought of those two mistakes at the tea stall in the suburbs of Beijing, he couldn't help but smile and sigh.

At this time, he raised his eyes to Lang Lang and asked silently:

Rongxiang, will you ever come back?

The last rays of the sunset disappeared from sight, but the bright moon was about to rise into the night sky with the silver glow that illuminated the heavens and the earth.

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Special thanks to Yin Yin for providing creativity, and for giving valuable revision suggestions many times (after writing this article, I think Yin Yin is really a waste not to be a Chinese teacher...... And, of course, thanks to her...... Finally let me get through......