The Legend of Xiaolou Instant Fanghua [Long] 4-End by Yi Yi'an

Chapter 4: Remorse Erodes the Heart

Rong Qian was still continuing the topic of wanting to leave quietly, but because of Yan Rin's situation, he once again took risks, and he said that he had cultivated him ruthlessly so that he would not be bullied by others in the future no matter what. Speaking of wanting to see the eldest child in the court for the last time, I want to talk to him for the last time, so I stay in the palace...

Yan Rin only felt dull in his chest when he heard it, and his blood was surging.

There was a deep regret that came to his heart, he knelt beside Rong Qian, and blamed his own negligence from the heart, how could he ignore his explanation because of Rong Qian's former arrogance. How could he misunderstand Rong Qian just because he said he was leaving, he could actually forget that Rong Qian has always been the kind of person who only knows that he is good for him and likes to deliberately rebel, regardless of his physical condition, he is aggressive, violates him, and hurts him.

The hands are clenched, and the nails are fiercely embedded in the palms. Every word Rong Qian said now was as if he had taken a knife and filed Yan Rin's conscience. It turned out that the farewell was so painful, and he only thought that the person who had protected him must have been hurt more deeply in his heart.

only heard a bang, he leaned on Rong Qian's shoulder, his forehead against the person's shoulder blade, his body trembled and endured, the corners of his mouth were bitten unconsciously, he desperately restrained the idea of hugging Rong Qian, and was afraid that Rong Qian would hate himself with dirty. The palm of his hand had already been pinched, and a few traces of scarlet seeped through the cracks in his fist.

Rong Qian snorted in a low voice, his voice was very short, and he looked ahead as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak, until Yan Rin cried and begged again: "Don't say it...... Appearance. He grabbed Rong Qian, "Don't say it...... Yan Rin knew that it was wrong, I shouldn't have forced Rong Xiang to say it. ”

Rong Qian stretched out his left arm and hugged Yan Rin's head, stroked his ink-colored hair with his hand, and sighed, although it was a little wet, it felt really good, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it in the future: "You're not wrong, I do owe you too much explanation, I knew that if I said it, you wouldn't be able to stand it." I used to think that if I said something useless, I could not say it, and I thought that if I could walk cleanly, I didn't need to let you know anymore. Whether it's resentment or resentment, it will always fade away in a few years. ”

Yan Rin struggled in his heart and screamed: "Why should Rong Xiang think like this, Rong is more kind than Yan Rin, Yan Rin has nothing to repay, how can he forget." I forgot that the struggle was a little too much for Rong Qian's ability to bear, Rong Qian's body was about to fall down as soon as he shook, Yan Rin was so shocked that he hurriedly hugged it, it was so decaying, Yan Rin's nose was so sore that it almost fell, how could he not find it earlier: "Rong Xiang must come to this point to tell the truth......

Rong Qian gently pushed it away without a trace, then looked at him and said, "If I could, I really didn't want to tell you this. However, I'm even more afraid that you will be excited, forget the boundaries of your ability, and go to Xiaolou to find me. Don't go, hear? There will be no more tolerance and humility in this world. ”

"No, it won't! Rong Xiang is lying to me again. ”

Rong Qian said weakly: "I don't have much time, what to lie to you, you see, you are restricted, after that moment just now...... I'm ...... now I don't even have the strength to get out of the palace. Now that you're an adult, you're smart, and you have your own ideas, there are some things I can't hide from you, so I've decided to tell you the reasons I had before. ”

As Rong Qian expected, Yan Rin felt very guilty when he heard the above words, and he was obviously so sensitive to the words 'time is short', but he thought about it for a long time, and only said: "Rong Xiang... The lesson is... It's Yan Rin who is stupid and brave, and he doesn't know the depths of advancing and retreating.... ”

Seeing Rong Qian's hard work, Yan Rin blushed, and held back a few words for a while: "Rongxiang... Phase... It hurts so much now...... Do you want to pass on the imperial doctor's ......? Before he could finish speaking, a face swelled as if it was about to drip blood.

Rong Qian was so angry that he simply fell on the bed: "Yes, it hurts to death!" You dare to call me to show it! "Stupid! I can't do this little thing well, I really don't know who taught it in the first place. I still want to call the imperial doctor, but I get angry when I think of it, what the imperial doctor can do, can it still be regarded as a thing? Why don't you go to the street and stand up and shout that you made me like this?

Hearing the undisguised answer, Yan Rin was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. "But...... But ......" cried out. I was worried about Rong Qian's body, and I really didn't know what to do. After a moment of anxiety, he suddenly climbed out of bed, rummaged through his clothes, took something out of them, hurried back to the bed, and then with a thud, knelt on the floor with his bare knees.

Rong Qian tilted his head and saw Yan Rin kneeling there, bowing his head and holding his sword high with both hands. He glanced at Rong Qian, drew his sword and swung it over his shoulder.

"What to do!" Finding that something was wrong, Rong Qian hurriedly got up to stop it. It's just that the body has long lost the freedom of the past, and when they pounced, the two of them fell together, not to mention the indecent posture, and it was still a step late, although it was not deep, but it was also a wound that was a foot long, across Yan Rin's flawless chest, from the shoulder to the heart, and the blood dripped with the ups and downs of breathing.

Rong Qian didn't care about the blackened pain in front of his eyes from the fall, so he quickly raised his upper body first to check Yan Rin's injury, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that it was only a wound that hurt his skin. Rong Qian felt scared when he thought about it, and if he was half a step late, it was estimated that Yan Rin would at least be seriously injured and a dead child...... Who wants you to die!

Yan Rin grew so big, the number of injuries she saw was pitiful, and she made a big cut by herself all of a sudden, although it was okay, it hurt so much that it hurt uncomfortably. I just felt that when I wanted to draw just now, my heart was so painful that I wanted to get into my internal organs and find an opening to vent myself, and I had to draw such a sword to get much better. He gasped and said intermittently, "It's me beast, I hurt Taifu... I don't deserve to live......... I really can't think of a way to compensate, my heart hurts too much. That's how I thought of it. There was a layer of moisture on his eyes, "If Taifu is not here because of this...... Just take me with you. ”

His nose was almost crooked, and Rong Qian's first reaction was to slap the dead child to death again, but he thought that the kid had grown much in the past three years, and it turned out to be the opposite. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but snort coldly: "You are not small when you do things to me, you have the courage to do it, but you don't have the courage to live to bear it?" Silly now? Do you want to die with me? I still think you're dirty! If you dare to waste my hard work like this, don't blame Rong Qian for not having such a stupid student as you! ”

Yan Rin was like being struck by lightning, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. He stared at Rong Qian blankly, not knowing what to do. Let the tears gurgle and forget to blink your eyes, the pure skin is attached to the ground, and a touch of bright color is across the chest, which makes people's hearts pound.

The two of them lay on the ground in an ambiguous posture and did not move, one angry, the other frightened and desperate. Yan Rin cried for a long time before she realized that something was wrong, and she blushed and didn't know whether to push Xiao Rong away, or to stop hurting him, so she just continued to lie ambiguously. Although the handsome eyebrows support the dignity, the tears in the corners of the eyes are not dry, but they betray the cute appearance of fear.

Rong Qian looked at the little wolf with his stomach facing up and his limbs up, as if he was still waging his tail and begging for mercy, and he had already surrendered in his heart, but he was still holding on to his appearance. Yan Rin cried quietly with a nasal voice: "Yan Rin is so stupid, it's just that I can't think of a way to compensate for it..., Rin knows it's wrong, how to punish the Taifu, Rin absolutely obeys, just beg the Taifu not to deny Rin." ”

Hearing this, Rong Qian smiled, lowered his head, and kissed Yan Rin's tears dry. Then they crossed hands with his head and neck, lowered their eyes, felt the pulse of each other's necks, and gently grinded their ears and temples. Rong Qian's lips slowly rubbed past Yan Rin's Adam's apple, and the warm touch made people almost want to sigh. Rong Qian asked in a somewhat unusually gentle tone, but he couldn't hear the warmth: "Oh, is it really at my mercy and never resist?" ”

Yan Rin closed her eyes and nodded fiercely.

If he opened his eyes now, he would find that Rong Qian was almost smiling. It's a pity that Yan Rin didn't do this. The wound and the pain of his heart were torn, and he only knew that even in the past in the Dharma field, Rong Qian had never really endured to hurt him. To this day, he wants to punish him, wants to cut off any relations with him.

Rong Qian moved his body, he fell like this just now, he felt that the flesh and bones all over his body were shouting, not to mention what it was like, he hissed, endured the pain, leaned down and kissed the ear root of the person under him, carefully licked the bleeding wound, and carefully asked the other party how he felt.

didn't experience the expected roughness, and heard Rong Qian's soft question in a hazy way, Yan Rin couldn't reflect it at once, only raised his eyes as if he was lost, and replied in a daze with consciousness: "It doesn't hurt." Then he immediately woke up in shock, "Too, too Fu...... It's ......"

Rong Qian had sweat on his forehead, and while he gently kissed Yan Rin's chin, he whispered softly: "Benzen, you can't do such a small thing." I only know how to vent, and it hurts to death. Do you want me to teach you more? ”

The candle flame jumps, and the sound is leaking, and everything must be spoken.

Rong Qian whispered weakly, "It's too cold on the ground, help me up......" He leaned on Yan Rin's shoulder and coughed lightly twice.

Yan Rin's heart was picked up again by the sound of coughing, of course he knew where Rong Qian was going, he was embarrassed to help Rong Qian up, and his handsome face was full of embarrassment. Accusing himself in his heart of ignoring the temperature of the ground so much, Rong Qian's seriously injured body lay down for so long, until he couldn't stand the cold invasion before he took the initiative to speak. Of course, that was his own idea.

So he stumbled, and the two of them fell on the bed together. Yan Rin was licked dry, and a lot of blood flowed, but Yan Rin didn't snort.

"Rin ......" Rong Qian looked even more tired than just now, his sweaty hair wrapped around his chest, he reached out to wrap his hand around Yan Rin and kissed him, he sighed: "Ben boy, where is Taifu willing to let you hurt... You are so big, Taifu's requirements for you are nothing more than to be a good generation of Ming Emperors, and try to think about all kinds of reasons and pros and cons before deciding everything. Now Taifu has also found out that he is wrong, no matter how strong the emperor is, he should not be just a widow, I want you to become a wise monarch too much, but I forgot to take care of your emotions, which led to ...... Today's incident, I don't want the boy I worked so hard to raise will be a short-lived swallow lord who can abuse himself in the future, or a violent emperor who doesn't ask why. Yan Rin blushed and listened to him. When he heard of the tyrant, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to flee.

Then, Rong Qian showed a tired color: "I can't be by your side in the future... In fact, Taifu is also very reluctant, in the future, you must know how to deal with things more calmly, remember to take care of yourself, understand. As for the ...... just now ...... Even if it's cheap, you stinky boy. He closed his eyes: "However, I really want to hug you again, Rin when I was a child, soft, my eyes are so clean that I can see the shadow of a person when I approach, and my eyes are round, like two deep pools with glazed brilliance." And muttered: "As a result, I didn't look cute at all when I grew up, and I knew how to abuse adults with self-harm and watch other people's children ......" Speaking of this, he paused as if he wanted to think of something: "Forget it......... It's not as good as my family..."

Then he coughed a few more times, and without waiting for Yan Rin to react in distress, he gasped weakly and said, "What Rin did to Taifu, Rong Qian also wants to do it, for the last time." In that case, we will all sin, and Rin will not be blamed alone......"

Rong Qian stroked Yan Rin's face and lowered his hand weakly: "It's a pity...... I guess this last wish won't be fulfilled. ”

Yan Rin exclaimed, "What's wrong with Taifu? ”

Rong Qian smiled indifferently, but in Yan Rin's eyes, it was extremely bleak: "It's nothing, I just can't move." I want my boy, but I ...... I don't have the stamina. ”

Yan Rin blushed and cried: "Let me come." If Taifu doesn't dislike it......"

Yan Rin's face was almost ripe, his eyes were red from crying, and there was a voice in his head talking about repaying the pain. Only then did he recall how excessively he had treated Rong Qian before.

Rong Qian brushed away Yan Rin's forehead and gently wiped away his sweat and tears. Yan Rin's sweat dripped across his face and down his nose and fell on Rong Qian's neck, and the wound on his chest became more and more unbearable because of the sweat. However, what is this small pain, can it be regarded as the saltwater bath he took for Rong Qian, or the punishment of a piece of flesh when the fish net covers the body? Although Rong Qian's hard work was not as miserable as he deliberately showed, although he had a little mischievous idea of revenge just now, he had already turned into a pool of spring water after seeing Yan Rin's efforts at this moment. Yan Rin's intentions made Rong Qian not moved, Rong Qian felt his heart, and also frowned, but his eyes were soft and full of pity. The two hugged each other tightly, both willing to be closer to each other until there was no more gap.

Everything finally fell silent, and a few intermittent and extremely suppressed whimpering could be heard in the hall. It was Yan Rin biting the back of her hand and crying. Although he cried extremely weakly, he had already woken up Rong Qian from his stupor. Rong Qian sighed: "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet......" The response was a faint tremor of Yan Rin's side shoulder, and a whine that further extended the intermittent interval.

There was clearly a sentence stuck in his throat, and after the previous intimacy, it set off the pathos of the imminent separation, and he didn't dare to ask Rong Qian: "Do you want to leave?" "He's no longer qualified to ask. Rong Qian was helpless, he didn't know how to deal with the current Yan Rin, even if he knew what Yan Rin was thinking, he couldn't make an answer that could stop his sadness, but the purpose of Rong Qian's coming today was to give him a complete ending. Therefore, even if you can't beat it up like the last time, you can't knock it out again and walk away. You can't nod your head, you can't shake your head. Rong Qian could only slowly pull out one hand from Yan Rin's back to caress his trembling shoulder. Until it calms down when it touches the hand. The sound of sobbing gradually subsided. Rong Qian actually sighed, and the ghost made a miracle to comfort him, and said what he said three years ago: "You are also a little man, and you are still shedding tears, you are really embarrassed......

The crying stopped.

Rong Qian continued in a soothing tone: "I can't stay with you in the future," as expected, Rong Qian really felt a vibration from Yan Rin's shoulder, and his tone unconsciously became more flexible: "Life is not longer than a hundred years, even if I can stay with you for a long life, there will always be that death sooner or later." So I'm glad that what was left to Rin, Rin inherited it preciously. This is a testament to my presence by your side, and what I wanted to protect in the first place was not the empire, nor the people, but Rin. Therefore, even if I am no longer by your side, I will still take care of you. ”

Seeing Yan Rin, he didn't make a sound, Rong Qian chattered again, he wanted to hurry up and take the opportunity to carry out the last lesson of the emperor's education that he hadn't done before, he nagged about how he should be a king, how he should be when he made a decision, and he was most worried about his willfulness or something. Speaking of which, he paused and said after a pause: "I'm too worried, I always want to remind you again, but Rin is already eighteen years old." I don't need to be reminded anymore, and it's all very good. Although the past few years have not been perfect, I am very happy to see that the child I have raised will be a famous king who can make the people of the world admire and the courtiers in the future. ”

"Rong Qian, I am a courtier after all, I have selfish intentions, I don't want the child I brought up to obviously have the talent of a Ming monarch, but a legend lives behind it, blocking the light that the monarch should have. Rin's talent shouldn't be buried by Notomi. I want you to stand out from the world. ”

Yan Rin's shoulders shook again.

Rong Qian sighed: "Although you said that I wouldn't mind giving up the country, how could I mind this." But I don't mind. ”

"I teach you so much so that you will not be bullied in the future and can live happily. How could I ask for your things, and I can't even be willing for you to be ignored by the history books irresponsibly because of me. Taifu knows that you already have the ability to spread your wings, so promise me okay, even if I am not there, you will be a majestic and good emperor, let me rest assured, okay? ”

As he spoke, he pulled Yan Rin's shoulder, and sure enough, he saw Yan Rin who turned over on his side with a heartbroken expression. The water stains on his face were dry and wet, and he couldn't tell which ones were sweat and which ones were tears. The right hand that was covering his eyes to hide his crying face, the palm of the hand was facing outward, and the center of the white was scattered with a few points of dried blood. Rong Qian took Yan Rin's hand and found that the palm of his hand was scarred after a night's work, the palm of his hand was scratched, and the back of his hand was a neat bloody tooth mark on the new row. No wonder I hadn't heard him cry before.

Rong Qian was speechless, and the pity in his heart suddenly rose. Finally sighed, put Yan Rin's hand in his arms, and looked up to the sky and said: "Forget it, you are really ruthless, cry, cry, but... Only this time.... ”

Chapter 5: Time is running out

As if all the grievances of his childhood would burst out at once, Yan Rin screamed "wow-". The slender body shrunk on Rong Qian's chest, and the other hand hooked Rong Qian's neck, he was tightly attached to the chest of his young teacher, one ear was filled with Rong Qian's weak but long heartbeat, and the other ear was the teacher's constant gentle persuasion, such a feeling, since how old he was?

After a long time, Yan Rin raised his crying and swollen eyes: "It's not Rin who is ruthless, it's Rong Xiang's ruthlessness." ”

"Back then, Rong Xiang was stunned...... It's good to fight, just go. I didn't even leave Rin with a chance to stay. However, even when you leave, you are still hidden from me everywhere. You have deliberately snubbed me, and secretly helped me. After a long time, I learned that every one of my assignments had been carefully annotated by you, and every good minister I made friends with was deliberately arranged in front of me by you. Rongxiang, how can you be so ruthless, you don't even leave a single person in the family, did you expect to be treated cruelly! Why are you still deliberately snubbing me and provoking me, and what are you exchanging your life for my life now, just to make Rin regret it for the rest of her life because of guilt, and so that Rin can work hard? Is it necessary to be an emperor to sever all family ties? When Rong Xiang was leaving three years ago, he said that he wanted me to be a happy emperor, but" Yan Rin showed a look of despair, "How can I be happy if I lose my appearance." ”

"Do you know that I have been very respectful and like you very much since I was a child?"

"Rongxiang, what is your heart?"

"Rongxiang, do you have a heart?"

asked one after another, revealing what Yan Rin had been thinking about for many years. Looking at Yan Rin's red and swollen eyes, but eager to wait for an answer, Rong Qian fell into deep thought.

Two years ago, he calmly waited for Qingchen to take him back to Xiaolou to rewrite his thesis in the suburbs of Beijing, and his body was no longer as tormented as it was at the beginning under the care of the bluffing elixir of Jinjie. His mind gradually loosened, and every time he couldn't sleep at night, he occasionally inevitably thought about many things.

Often the conversations between Ling Chi and Qingchen and Ah Han alternately appeared in his mind, and one always asked calmly: "Xiaorong, why can you always laugh so happily, repeatedly betrayed, hurt, repeatedly insulted, and abandoned." Why, all the dedication, the effort is trampled on. You still accept it calmly, you really don't understand hatred, do you really tolerate the world? ”

The other said blankly that he didn't understand what was going on in the world, and that people could be so indifferent and unsympathetic. If you treat it with your heart, you will be betrayed in the blink of an eye. He questioned the rules of Xiaolou, and the eyes of the seventh generation were full of resentment.

Since coming to Xiaolou and entering the practice of thesis, he has joined the WTO four times.

The fate of the ministers who entrusted Gu Zhizhi was not very good, and he persuaded himself to choose such a topic purely to experience the spirit of Xiaolou. Give without asking for anything in return, and feel the beauty of this world. Even in the face of the real flesh-and-blood ancients, who have entered the world several times and experienced those short lives with them, it feels like it should be just a more realistic simulation game. He thought he could.

So, in the first life, he died alone.

In the second life, the coffin was exhumed and whipped, and the relatives were slaughtered.

The third generation, the first assistant, was cut in the city.

Every time he was hurt, he always looked for a reason for the betrayer to make up for his own shortcomings, and he thought that he had never really invested in it. Just gradually be careful not to have too many relatives so as not to be implicated. Until the end of his life, when he died, there was no one close to him.

This fourth little emperor is the most competitive one. He watched him grow up awkwardly, obviously pretending to be indifferent on the outside, but gritting his teeth behind his back. When Rong Qian calculated step by step, after more than ten years of hard work openly and secretly, he finally made this child walk safely on the road to becoming an emperor that he had carefully arranged, and happily watched him with full wings, but after he seized power, he opened his mouth and scolded him as "Rong thief." "Tell someone to slash him. I came to see him executed, and I saw his flesh and blood flying.

How much cold anger does it take to make a person go so far? He couldn't understand why his most proud child had to be overshadowed. He can teach Mingjun who is good in all aspects, but he can't guarantee that this child will not lose the naughtiness and nature that he should have since childhood. He only pretended not to understand his love for him and hated him so much that he even believed it to be true.

was anxious to wait for Ling Chi to end the simulation of this life and forget all this, but because he was angry that others borrowed his name, bullied this child, and provoked him to break the taboo, and he couldn't let go of those entanglements after all, he beat him and left him with a heart, thinking that he would never owe anything from now on. In the end, I still think about what is wrong when I dream back a few times.

In the end, I will still look for him and save him when he is in danger. As long as he has the ability to stand up one day.

Of course, at the time, I thought the paper was lost. The fourth's efforts were dashed by the sad eyes of the boy who finally raised his bow in despair to shoot him. No one is crazier than him, Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong wasted your claim to be an honor student, no matter what, it is even crazier than Qingchen.

He cursed his lack of calmness, and soon after, ushered in the energetic festival of his original entry into the world.

The people who came were dressed in white and smiled very calmly, as if they did not know the importance of the safety of the original body to the origin of their lives in ancient times. He was dumbfounded, it turned out that he was not the only one who was crazy. Someone can give up the high-scoring essay that he has worked hard to complete for several lifetimes for a sentence that is worth it, and he does not hesitate to betray Xiaolou, lose Xiaolou's help, and venture into the world again, in order to be just a practical object that he treats as a friend.

Modern society is extremely developed, and the development of spiritual power has long made people free from birth, old age, sickness and death, and everyone has a superior life of security and freedom unimaginable to the ancients from birth, but therefore can neither feel the pain and sorrow of desperately pursuing. Nor can I feel the enthusiasm for life, the attachment. Therefore, people have been reincarnated several times in ancient times through the study of the topic, and through the essay to feel and experience, so as to appreciate the beauty of those qualities such as cherishing, loyalty, dedication, and so on. In a small building, everyone thinks that these are just a game or a test, and there is no need to take it too seriously. I thought that living with ordinary human beings thousands of years ago was enough to see their sorrows and struggles, and to feel how precious and happy everything they already had. Even if you are hurt and emotionally invested, you can deceive yourself and say that it is a game, and it is enough to have a clear conscience on the surface, but in fact it is still alienated, which is indeed effective in avoiding greater harm, but whether it will also hurt the object of practice is not a matter of consideration.

So, he opened his mouth to persuade Jinjie to let go and take him back to the small building together. Jinjie asked him rhetorically, even if he took him back to Xiaolou now, could he put it down.

He wanted to say yes......

But in fact, I can't understand it. When did his relationship with the child no longer be as simple as a one-time argument?

"I've paid, I've put in, there's still a friend in Hongchen who needs me, no matter what I've experienced, I think he deserves to be my friend, and I can't stand by for a day if I have the ability."

"Success or failure, in the sky. To do or not to do, in me. ”

"I think it's worth it." The strength of such a speech seems to be very dazzling.

Shake, that's enough. Is that really the case?

"Xiaorong, you and I are destined to not let go." After dropping that sentence and a bunch of strange elixirs, Jinjie continued to look for his friend in the sea of people. Without Xiaolou's help, it is still a question when to find it. In this physical condition, he couldn't return to Xiaolou, so he had to continue to stay in the village on the outskirts of Beijing and continue to be taken care of by Qinggu.

Qing'er.

When the name first came to mind, it meant a woman with a disability who was so cowardly that she almost committed suicide. At that time, he was lying on the ground in pain to death, and his mood was just terrible. She came to seek death, and when she saw him, she listened to his nagging, took him home, called him a doctor, and took care of him without suspicion. She treated him as a life-saving straw, bearing his poisonous tongue and giving for nothing. Slowly, these two words turned into a benzene but kind-hearted woman. In the end, it changed into a kind of silent support, not only she supported him, but only he supported her.

Neither disgusted nor pitiful, he was different from others and treated her as equal as possible. Although she always said some mean words intentionally or unintentionally, she got his heart, and she would only bear it with a smile. On the contrary, he thought that he was an excellent student who could tolerate the world, but because of her clumsiness, he made an exception and became angry, and the strange bad mood gradually smoothed out in this back and forth. Calm down and think clearly, sometimes you don't know why this is happening.

Qinggu and him, no one is unilaterally giving, but her love is humble and she has almost nothing, she doesn't feel that she has selflessness, simplicity, tenacity, and other beautiful qualities, where is there anything worthy of praise and boasting. She accepted the life principles he taught him in an alternative way, and her life gradually became wonderful, and her simple gratitude and mutual support slowly healed Xiao Rong's psychology, and the physical pain gradually seemed to be just a small itch. He didn't thank him. But he does not deny the peace he got here in Qinggu after several lifetimes of exhaustion.

It turns out that there are people in the world who are crazier than him, and there are people who are more stupid than him. But there is no one more stupid than his Xiaorong, who always conceals his kindness to others, and bears all the responsibilities and burdens wholeheartedly, until he is resented by his loved ones, and thinks that this is for the good of the other party. It turns out that he has been wrong, and some things are not understood if they are not spoken.

Rong Qian came back to his senses, smiled with relief, and pressed Yan Rin's palm firmly on his heart, and the pulse generated by the blood flow hit Yan Rin's palm one by one, and he said, "Can you feel the beat?" Yan Rin blinked. There was a slight itch in the palm of the hand, and the warmth came through, which was the feeling of Rong Qian's heart pulsating alive. Rong Qian smiled: "It's all stupid questions, you don't even know if your Taifu is a living person." Yan Rin was embarrassed, and just wanted to argue, but was stopped by Rong Qian's signal, his eyes were full of smiles, he spoke, but his voice was extremely serious: "It may not be true through the skin and chest, but since Rong Qian came into the world, there has not been a day when it is not beating, and there are joys and sorrows from time to time." Because there will be movement here, they will take precautions, and they will be afraid that a child will not grow up because of a dependence, and will not take on the burden of the future. Because he can move here, he can feel that he has been sad and sad here, and sometimes he will do whatever he thinks is good for him. However, I forgot that the warmth behind a layer of skin is too difficult to figure out without touching it. It was my negligence that caused the misunderstandings that caused Rin's past. Yan Rin shook his head dumbly, the warmth from his hand and Rong Qian's words brought him too much shock, and he didn't notice when Rong Qian let go of the hand on the back of his hand and gently rubbed Yan Rin's face instead.

After only a night of entanglement, Yan Rin's pale jaw like a snowy ridge was reborn. Stroking it in his hand, a little grinding his hands, it turned out that he was indeed a big child, Rong Qian said with infinite nostalgia: "It is also through this layer of skin that I only learned today that there is a person who respects me very much and likes me very much." It sounds so good to the ear, why haven't I heard of it before, it's a pity. ”

Yan Rin looked at Rong Qian's reluctant eyes with a painful heart, he understood the meaning of that look, even if he was a noble human emperor, he didn't have the ability to keep Rong Qian, so he could only start to cry and repeat over and over again after hearing Rong Qian's words. "Taifu...... I have a lot of respect for you, I like you very much. Always really enjoyed ......"

Rong Qian's smile is almost overflowing, and there is a place in his heart that is full, it turns out that some words are really different from saying them in his heart, and he feels more, no wonder women like to emphasize 'love me to say', looking at that kid's rare and well-behaved appearance, he still sighed deliberately: "Hearing you say this, Taifu feels very happy, and feels that this life has not been in vain." ”

He reached for Yan Rin's hair and pulled it over to rub it: "Actually, Taifu also likes Rin." "That's why it's one! Of course, this sentence cannot be said like this, "So......... I hope that the mutual possession with Rin can help you prove something, this is not compensation, and it is also helpless. I'm sorry I didn't let you know my state of mind over the years. ”

Yan Rin opened his eyes in disbelief, listening to what Rong Qian said, he happily felt his chest burst, he wrapped his arms around Rong Qian's waist, his two eyes had long forgotten how to blink, his hair was messy on his shoulders, and his tail was still in Rong Qian's hands. Cute look, how can there be an emperor, Rong Qian hesitated for a moment, and finally kissed back.

A long kiss fell between the lips, attracting each other, entwining, breathing slowly mixed together, everything was sweet, and there were only two people left in the world. Close your eyes, feel the fragrance of your lips and tongue intertwined, and warm your heart and heart in one place. The two of them ushered in a change of voice in the gasp, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses and separated their lips from lips to lips. Suddenly felt that this delicious taste made people can't help but taste it again and again, Yan Rin's shy handsome face, bright lips, and the desire in his eyes were all like invitations, he hugged him back, and tried to return the three years of separation, this tangled ten years, and return them to him.

The stupid child opened his eyes, his eyes were not focused, but he chiseled: "At this moment, in Rin's heart, there is only Taifu, and there is no ...... country" This is usually a word that would be severely criticized by Rong Qian, but now it sounds like it makes him feel very sweet. After a long time, Rong Qian didn't realize that what he did that day had completely surpassed the relationship between adoptive father and son...... falls within the scope of overkill.

Time passed minute by minute, the two people hugging on the bed were still not separated, and Rong Qian's arm was slightly loosened and immediately aroused the other party's nervousness: "Taifu ......" hugged Rong Qian tighter. The doting emotions flooded again, and Rong Qian pretended to be tired and left to him. …… It's better not to look distressed.

Chapter 6: The Big Dream Returns

In the small building, Min Xin pointed to the nose of someone who had just woken up, and his face was already red: "You, you, you, you" and shouted for a long time. The people around dispersed impatiently, leaving only the two of them still facing each other, Min Xin stomped her feet fiercely, and finally said the second half of the sentence: "You...... I was so disappointed! Xiaorong, you stupid, Genji's ending! It's so easy to wait until the two of you are on c flower ng, and you actually play the opposite for me! Where is the light source being pushed by Zi Ji, how are you going to compensate for my psychological losses? Rong Qian shrugged his shoulders and said lazily: "Rotten girl, I don't care what the Genji ending is, but I haven't asked for a full-screen mosaic that is already very kind." And I'm sure you've watched the whole thing, don't make too much of it. Also, can you explain why you're so red-faced? ”

Min Xin's old face flushed, and she simply changed the topic: "How do you explain the problem?" In the past ten years or so that you have been sleeping, that kid has worked harder than before. It's good that you woke up and didn't go and see what was going on. "Xiao Rong didn't make a sound, I remember that Yan Rin was not good when he left, and he smiled at him." I told him at the time that I was not in good health and that I had to go back to Xiaolou. ”

"Yes, yes, but you are disintegrated in front of him. It's a miracle that your subjects haven't gone crazy until now. Professor Zhuang is about to go berserk, not because you are asleep, and he would have woken you up and hammered you hard. Min Xin smiled happily: "How did I not know that honor students would also make such low-level mistakes, Xiaorong, you have often impressed me recently." She raised the 3D terminal on her wrist and called up the recording video of Yan Rin's ten years from the moment Rong Qian flew away, and walked out of the lounge with a smile and a smile on her face.

"Xiao Rong," Professor Zhuang sat down in front of Xiao Rong with a helpless face, as expected, Xiao Rong's screen was indeed reading that person's historical record, and none of his students did not let him break his heart, "Do you know how many points you were deducted this time?" The person in front of him only sighed, and he didn't mind, his eyes were on the screen, and he didn't blink.

It was an expected reaction again, Professor Zhuang lamented in his heart, even if he could expect it, it would still be boring, right? I have brought so many classes, but this session has touched him the most, too many accidents, too many troubles, and too many surprises. "Half of the total score is deducted, but even then, your score is enough to pass. However, the Space-Time Bureau believes that just because of this, there will be no penalty for your foul play, which will be detrimental to the future essay system. Xiao Rong didn't twist his head and said, "What is the result of the punishment?" ”

Seeing that as soon as Xiao Rong returned to the small building, he hid his original thoughtfulness towards the experimental subjects, and Professor Zhuang almost began to regret why he had to help this seemingly heartless guy to intercede with the above: "In view of the fact that the papers of other students in our batch have been completed, it is not fair to punish you for waiting for such a long time to redo your papers." Your situation is also very special, caused by the limitation of the last shell ability, fortunately, it did not let the test subject understand the essence of Xiaolou, and it was helpless to have a misunderstanding. But as far as the paper is concerned, your summary report has already been completed, and there is no way to punish it as a redo. ”

“…… Therefore, after some consideration, the Time and Space Bureau decided to punish you for using Rong Qian's identity to complete the simulation of the normal physical condition in this life. Although your thesis was completed, in the last life, you used the ability to break through the normal range of this world too much, which led to a strange ending. This outcome must be corrected by yourself. As a punishment, I think it's already a rare exception to be merciful in the Space-Time Bureau. ”

After saying this long series of words in one breath, Professor Zhuang stopped there to gasp, and at the same time looked at Xiao Rong's expression, and added: "In other words, since you are awake, go back to him." ”

Finally seeing Xiao Rong's expression loosen, the corners of Lao Zhuang's mouth secretly rose with satisfaction. Following Xiao Rong, who was walking around and calling for information, he continued: "Ten years ago, after the punishment decision was issued, Xiaolou's host had already begun to make a clone of your last body for you, and it had been developed some time ago. But you have to pay attention when you use it, this body is a complete body that is not broken, given that you have already performed flying ashes in front of the little emperor, how can you lie and be responsible. Don't make any more trouble, don't use more abilities than Xiaolou allows, don't help him block assassins, don't make a fuss and be executed. Since you are being punished, you will not have Xiaolou's help this time. In short, I have to finish that half of my nails. ”

Xiao Rong turned around and smiled at the professor: "I know, if you continue to nag, you will have nasolabial folds." ”

The professor was shocked by that smile, how could someone have a face like ice one second and a bright smile the next. It's just a bloom.

"Thank you, Professor." Xiao Rong said softly.

"Go ahead, go on, I'm going to die for you, I'm going to apply for retirement, but don't meet this kind of class again, live a long life." Professor Zhuang escaped from the room without looking back, waving his backhand, he didn't dare to look back, because he seemed to be infected by that flower face, and his current face was so old that he couldn't see people.

Since Yan Rin and Rong Qian said goodbye for a long night, spring went to autumn, and ten cold and summer came in a blink of an eye, and they passed in a hurry. The position of the left minister is even more empty for the thirteenth year, in addition, the newcomers in the court of Yan almost no longer know that Yan has a "long-term illness" for several years of left ministers, and His Majesty is not shallow, since the two met ten years ago, Emperor Yan overnight two sideburns frost white. Zuo Xiangqian disappeared as if he had never appeared, and no one dared to ask about what happened that night, because their monarch suddenly became very quiet from that night, as if he had been in vain for more than ten years at once, and became experienced and proficient, and handled state affairs diligently and diligently, like a bow and crossbow with a string taut, ready to attack at any time. The king was diligent in his administration, which was originally a good thing for the country, but after the courtiers were happy, they began to worry about the body of the young Yan Wangdi, worried that he had followed in the footsteps of another Yan King three hundred years ago, his diligence was simply a lifeless posture, and he was reading the recitals all night long, and the lights in the dormitory were burning almost every day until dawn. There are people who comfort him, and there are people who are happy to have this Mingjun, no matter what the people below think, Yan Guo is still getting stronger and stronger day by day with his efforts. When he was tired, he would put his clothes together and rest in front of the table full of concerts, and when his body could not bear it, he would let the imperial doctor prescribe medicine to recuperate, and the medicine he brought in, no matter how much or how bitter, he drank it all without saying a word, and when his body was better, he continued to work. This situation lasted until the spring of the third year, when a nobleman who had been canonized by Yan Rin had a son. He went to see the boy and immediately made him prince. And promised to give him the best education, and sometimes when he teased the child, he occasionally showed a smile on his face that had disappeared for a long time. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Rin loves this child very much, and often hugs him, teases him, and teaches him to write a few words hand-in-hand when he is interested, watching him grow up year by year.

The night is as cold as water, and Emperor Yan has been standing outside the balcony of the side hall for almost an hour tonight. Gonggong Rong held the lantern and endured it for a long time before he persuaded hard: "Your Majesty, go back to the palace to rest." Don't forget to take care of your dragon's body. Yan Rin didn't answer, only said: "Ten years ago today... I don't say anything to Taifu Jue here......" Rong Gonggong was speechless, sighed quietly, waved his hand to make everyone retreat, and after he brought a fox fur cloak to the emperor, he also retreated silently.

The wind blew through his hair, as gentle as a finger combing, like the only man who had ever combed his hair with his hands, and now he was gone.

The wind also brought a few whispers that were almost inaudible, "Taifu...... But here you are... You said that you have been taking care of me, but it turns out that you have turned into the wind and surrounded Rin's side? The young emperor frowned, looked up at the galaxy in the boundless sky, his hands around himself, his clothes and long hair hunted in the wind, and a faint throat welled up, and immediately disappeared into the night with the wind.

After ten years of polishing, Yan Wang's facial features are a little less clear, a little more resolute, a little less grandiose, and a little more stable. The figure is no longer as thin and straight as when he was a child, but he has more of an imperial bearing.

Ten years ago in the twilight, it was the same wind as it is today. Yan Rin opened his eyes that were blindfolded by Rong Qian's hand, and was horrified to see that Rong Qian's body in front of him was slowly spreading out in the wind from bottom to top, gradually turning into invisible fine dust, circling in the wind, brushing the tips of his face and hair, and then disappearing invisible. He pounced, but his hands were empty, his center of gravity shifted, and he fell straight to the ground. That's how the wind felt at that time. At that time, he didn't remember the pain, but he only remembered Rong Qian's last bitter smile that seemed to be expected and seemed to be helpless. He spun around on this platform barefoot alone, or ran wildly, or cried to the sky, shouting "Taifu ......" in his mouth, and opened his arms to the wind, but found nothing. The throat is hoarse, and the feet are worn out... He wore his hair and his eyes were bloodshot, and the dignified Yan King stared at the sky like a madman. There was fluid gushing in the chest, and a "wow" spurted out of the mouth. As his consciousness gradually blurred, a voice was desperately shouting, he couldn't go crazy! He still has to complete Taifu's last entrustment! Taifu went through several ups and downs for him, and in the end, because he couldn't even keep his body, he directly eliminated the relationship between heaven and earth. If he is crazy because of this today, then Rong Qian's more than ten years of hard work, trauma, and sacrifice will all be in vain, and he can't let the person he loves get such an end! What about Dayan? What about the people of Dayan? ……

The sky is getting brighter, when he wakes up from the drum of urging the dynasty, there is a group of people shouting and shouting in the underground palace around him, headed by the father-in-law of the earth, and he is crying so much that his liver and intestines are broken, and the scene when he pushes open the door of the palace today, it brings too much excitement to these palace people who have not gone through the battle, and they are not seen in a short night, only to see that the palace is in a mess, the emperor sits on the ruins without saying a word, and the whole person is haggard, and the neckline and cuffs of the clothes are hidden with the blood stains of the initial condensation after the injury, but the eyes are extraordinarily bright. Two strands of frost white hung shockingly on the sideburns of the young emperor, who was less than two years old, making the viewer's heart ache. Gonggong Rong looked at Yan Rin in astonishment: "Your Majesty, your hair ......"

Briefly flustered.

King Yan opened his mouth, and his words seemed to be nothing, floating lightly and steadily: "Change your clothes, I want to go to court early." ”

Chapter 7: Instant Beauty

There is no other reason for the fact that the position of the left minister has been vacant for 13 years, and although many things can be handled by other auxiliary ministers and lower-level officials, as one of the three ministers and assistants who check each other, long-term vacancies will inevitably encounter various problems, so that the acting officials have to communicate regularly and sadly, and it will inevitably affect the efficiency of the operation of the organization. Someone realized that this vacancy of the left prime minister had to find a way to fill it with other positions, so they tremblingly proposed it to the emperor, and everyone who heard it pinched a cold sweat for this proposer who was not afraid of death. didn't think about the emperor, but actually nodded: "Aiqing's proposal is approved, state affairs are important, since there is always a need for someone to be the left minister, then there is no need to set up another official position." There is only one condition, the new Zuo Prime Minister, I hope to be evaluated by the Ministry of Officials, and I hope to be selected from among the officials at all levels who have made achievements through this position. Instead of using the recommendation system alone, all secretaries can try it regardless of their current position. ”

As soon as this remark came out, there were many discussions, and many people still remember that the person who proposed the system of simultaneous recommendation and assessment for the first time in Yan Guo was not exactly the appearance of the year? So, the old people knew it, and the new people were eager to try. Yan Rin sat on the dragon chair, looking at everything that happened downward, and her mind drifted back to the last hour with Rong Qian.

Yan Rin hugged Rong Qian, a position that was just the opposite of when he was young. But the feeling of attachment and peace of mind was the same as at that time, Rong Qian's chin was propped up on the top of Yan Rin's head, and his fingers were gently combing his hair. Love overflowed between the bed tents.

The candle flame had been lit, and the hall was a little cold, although it was still dim and deep, and in the end it was able to distinguish the surrounding outlines by the bright sky.

Seeing that he seemed to have made a lot of determination, Rong Qian opened his mouth to break the silence, and he said as he stroked it: "It's about to dawn...... I want to see the dawn." Will Rin come with me to the balcony to have a look? ”

Yan Rin nodded obediently, got up and fumbled to put on his coat, and then looked at the 'clothes' on Rong Qian's ground. Some of them were at a loss to put a blanket on Rong Qian instead. His hands made a little like he wanted to hug, and then he changed to stretch out one hand and wanted to help, but it was wrong to think about it, so he stood cramped on the edge of the bed, not knowing what to do: "Taifu...", he said embarrassedly, "Offended, I... I want to go out with my wife in my arms, but it's good...". I didn't want to get Rong Qian to laugh heartily, Yan Rin was inexplicable. Rong Qian pounded the ground in his heart, it was so funny, how could he not laugh, after the dead child grew up so big, it was so rewarding to be able to show such an expression for him one day.

The wind in the early morning was still a little cool, and the two sat on the edge of the balcony with each other, and from this angle, the whole imperial city was in a dark silence, and under each roof there were sleeping people, and it would not be long before the silence would be broken by the awakened people as the sun rose. And the people who fell asleep on every roof here were his Yan Rin's people.

Rong Qian talked eloquently, his thoughts today were different from the past, and he felt the pressure of his body about to tear apart, and he didn't have much time to get along with Yan Rin. Therefore, even though he knew how much Yan Rin didn't want the previous quiet moment to be broken, he still called him to come to the balcony with him to watch and chat.

He talked about the years when the two were fighting each other, about the sunrise and sunset, the people, and even about the cats stolen by the imperial kitchen. It's like an attempt to talk about all the topics that have not been possible between two people in the past, and each topic is a quick change. Yan Rin listened in a daze, and didn't understand what Taifu was talking about at all, but he still listened very attentively. He maintained a hugging posture and tried to wrap his body tightly to reduce the contact between his skin and the cool breeze. But when the wind rose, he still felt the person in his arms, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he was holding back his cough. With every flutter, Yan Rin's heart contracted with that rhythm.

As if seeing that he was sad, Rong Qian stopped chatting and looked at Yan Rin fixedly.

"Don't cry, I'll be sad to see you like this," Rong Qian said, "You should laugh when you part, not cry." Know why? ”

"Since you were born in the emperor's family, you know that the emperor seems to be superficial, has great power, and can do everything, but in fact, there is not a day when he is not walking on thin ice. The person who sits on this dragon chair is almost always the loneliest person in the world. ”

"I stayed in the suburbs of Beijing for three years, and looking at what you did, it is true that everything has my legacy." He smirked, "Therefore, even if I don't look at you in the future, I can't erase it, you are a fact that I have personally taught you." ”

"Although the people seem to be ants, they have their own happiness and misfortune. As an emperor, nothing is not a major event of heaven, and everything must be considered as comprehensively as possible, and the whole body will be affected by one hair. To make a country strong and the people peaceful, it is not something that can be achieved overnight. It even took the efforts of generations of kings. It is very easy to destroy, and often it only takes overnight. ”

"I taught you your ability, and now I can leave you with peace of mind, don't you say you should laugh?" Rong Qian smiled and said, "This shows that I have recognized you, rest assured, even if people leave, I will watch you elsewhere." Yan Rin listened with a reluctant expression: "Taifu wants to leave?" Since he ......," he said, since time was running out, it was better to stay. This is something he still can't believe, and when the words reach his throat, he doesn't continue, and he just cries again. Rong Qian looked at him and couldn't cry all night, and sighed, although this kid's weak appearance is so cute that people want to bully, but once he lets go, he loves to cry more than a female doll? "Stop crying. The eyes are swollen. I believe you have the ability to govern the country well, but many times you don't have to push yourself too hard. ”

The sky was a little brighter again, and the various forces in his body kept entangled, and kept colliding with his internal organs, he hugged him, maintained the calm of the appearance, and thought about the things he wanted to explain quickly, time should be running out: "Rin...... Listen, I did come from Xiaolou with some purposes, but these purposes did not affect my feelings for you, and my dedication was real. It's true that I like it. Everything has a lifespan, and now I am only reaching my limit. ”

You see, it doesn't mean that the death of the body is the end of it, that some things are eternal. Maybe you can't understand now, for example, life can reach eternity through the continuation of the bloodline; Love, for example, can be eternity through the spread of the Psalms. The person you love will reach eternity in the continuation of your memory. ”

"One day, all the history books will be turned into antiquities, and all responsibilities will be relieved, and only between me and you will remain...... of the mix. "I really can't say it more clearly, he can't risk Yan Rin being directly wiped out by the host of Xiaolou." I know that you respect me and love me, so in this life, I am very happy, and we became one in the last night, no matter what happens in the future, you just need to know that I Rongqian did not leave you because of the end of my life. In your body, in your consciousness, even in the firmament, I will continue to exist. You are my child, the one I love and care about, and I will never regret what I have experienced because of you. ”

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes gradually moistened, Yan Rin's eyes widened and he still felt that his vision was blurry, and Rong Qian's shadow was imprinted in his eyes, which was clearly close to his arms but seemed so far away. He suddenly understood the distance between the two. In his opinion, the life that is only a hundred years away is nothing at all in Rong Qian's consciousness. In Yan Rin's heart, although Taifu loves him, he can't make up for the gap determined by the attitudes of the two. His Taifu has long transcended time and attained eternity. And what he earns is a day and night relationship that is not as short as the morning dew, and no longer than a hundred years of momentary breath.

His Tai Fu Ken has paid so much for him, and all he can do is wrap a blanket tightly for his broken body in this morning breeze, Yan Rin suddenly has a vague feeling that he is just Rong Qian's life passerby, and it is the moment of brilliance that blooms in his long journey into life. He tried hard to grasp Rong Qian, trembling, from the fear in his heart that he didn't know when the moment of separation would come, asking Rong Qian to respond gently, and the slightest movement was understood and connived by Rong Qian.

Rong Qian hugged Yan Rin and spoke, still smiling gently: "Can you do something for me?" ”

"Taifu commanded, and Rin died without words." His eyes were still confused, but his tone was extremely conclusive and earnest.

"Help me prove a little," he leaned over, leaned forward, and kissed Yan Rin's forehead and nose, and his eyes, as if to imprint each kiss into his heart, kissed very slowly: "Help me prove that everything I have done for you can give you happiness and make you an excellent but not lonely emperor." You will become a Ming Jun who is scrambled to be entered by history cultivators, and you will have a very happy life, and there are many people who will assist you and respect you. All the people are very fortunate to be the people of Dayan. ”

Kiss, too gentle, Yan Rin trembled her eyelids and didn't answer, her eyelashes kept fluttering when she was close to it. Feel the kiss that falls on his eyelids and eyelashes, weightless, only shallow temperature, softly, again and again. Sipping away the traces of water that were almost leaking out of his eyes. He endured the pain and listened attentively.

"Qinggu, she is a good woman...... She has been gracious to me, and I have entrusted her to you to take care of her for me. As long as the world is peaceful, that small tea stall will open a few branches in a few years, which is enough for her to live for a long time, and then find a good man to ....... If she asked, she said to her, "Rong Qian has gone to his friend." You can thank her for me. There was something strange in Rong Qian's tone, Yan Rin was surprised, and an ominous feeling came to mind. He anxiously wanted to open his eyes and ask. was gently touched by Rong Qian with his left hand.

"Don't keep ...... open," a few clear and sad tones. Leaning closer to his ear and muttering, "Again...... Feel me once with your body. The sound of the blanket falling to the ground smashed into Yan Rin's heart, heavier than a copper hammer. He felt Rong Qian's body, hugging him tightly with surprising force. After a moment of separation, without further movement, he opened his eyes in confusion and saw the most irrational scene in his life.

"No - ——!!!" The mournful cry pierced the sky.

The wind rose, and Emperor Yan was distracted for a long time this time. The subordinate who spoke up knelt for a long time, but he didn't get a response from the emperor, and twisted his body a little stiffly. Finally, two coughs, regardless of the embarrassment from the left and right of the ministers standing, sounded respectively, he woke up, and found Changqing and Jingyuan at the source of the sound with their expressions of compassion and care, so his heart warmed, nodded silently, and announced his retreat.

Outside the hall is another year of spring breeze, almost clear, Yinghua is abundant, not like Yan Rin's melancholy at this time, but I don't know, just like the new green quietly strong outside the hall. Soon, under the warm sunshine today, the twenty-eight-year-old Yan Wang Rin will meet the happiness of his life again.

One day, during the afternoon tea in the small building, Professor Zhuang was looking at the screen, because the experience of other people had been completed, and he only needed to stare at Xiao Rong, who still had half a lifetime of experience. The mood of going home was very relaxed, the two of them were chatting in the communication like friends, and he suddenly asked: "Xiaorong, I still don't understand, according to your meticulousness, it shouldn't leave so much trouble at the end, you wouldn't have expected it a long time ago, on purpose, right?" Rong Qian smiled: "Where can I be so calculating, I just thought that I couldn't escape, so I just admitted it." Professor Zhuang asked, "Aren't you afraid that he will have a case?" "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, that's why I make some dying requests. It's not a child of the Qingchen family, and my child's tolerance has long been within my estimate. It turned out to be correct. Professor Zhuang was dumbfounded, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Xiaorong, you are ruthless." As a result, Xiao Rong sighed: "No way, the keeper who keeps the small beast in captivity must be more ruthless than the little beast to survive." ”

The professor said miserably: "I finally feel that the whole class is not wronged at all by being punished by you, if it weren't for the time and space law, I wouldn't mind treating you the way a breeder treats you." ”

Rong Qian smiled and watched the child in his hand run away, and then pulled another smiling person back to him, pretending to be sad and said: "Actually, it is very hard to be a breeder, you see that my little beast is relatively short-lived, and the little beast of the little beast can only live for more than a hundred years." The heart is not hard, I can't stand the stimulation, in fact, the last sad person is me after all. ”

Someone in front of the computer snorted, "I see that you are obviously happy to do this, and you are happy to think about it." ”

The child's red little face was full of excitement: "Father, Father, Taifu told me the story of the Feather-Coated Immortal today." ”

The person who came smiled and saluted Rong Qian, and then said to the child: "Yes, my father often listened to you when I was young, but I haven't listened to it for many years, can Jian'er repeat it to my father?" ”

"Hmm!" The little boy who had received the reward stood happily under the willow tree, facing the two adults sitting at the stone table, and repeated the story he had just heard, and his jade-like lovely face was known at a glance to be derived from his father's good inheritance. The sunlight shines through the dense wicker, sprinkling the light spots on the three of them, gently rippling in the wind, forming a dream-like and beautiful picture.

The child's voice is loud, and when it is blown by the wind, it is heard far, far away.

In the small building, Min Xin, who was passing by the control room, suddenly heard two sensitive words in her ears, which provoked her to rush into the control in a fit of anger, dragged through Professor Zhuang's communication system, and shouted in pain: "What, Xiaoshou?!" Xiao Rong, you haven't turned positive yet! ”

Naturally, her roar was completely ignored as noise by Xiao Rong, who was listening to the story.

The article is finally finished, thank you for watching, and by the way, I wish the group a happy birthday. Post a chat paragraph in the group to urge me to write nonsense. Thank her, and at the same time wrap up this rare time of grinding.

Yian: Happily climb up.

Yin: Kick it down

Yian: Plop and hug and knead.

Yin: Pat and pat and write to go

Yian: Twist and pinch and pay a price

Yin: I just rejected you

Yian: It's no fun to cry and cry

Yin: But fill in the pit for me seriously; Instant Fanghua [long] 4-end by Yi Yi An