"Rongxiang, I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided not to practice. I read *Shu^Zhai" In the depths of the night, Yan Rin's voice was surprisingly calm.

Rong Qian nodded, his expression was quiet, his tone was still peaceful, and there was still a faint warmth in the darkening and cold night. "Okay, then don't practice."

He replied very naturally, and there was no disappointment or unhappiness at all. In fact, he had already thought about such an ending.

When he was in the small building, he hesitated and refused to return, not so much because of the arm that suddenly grew out and didn't know how to explain it, but because he knew very well that with Yan Rin's intelligence, in the face of such a miraculous recovery, he was likely to guess the truth.

Suddenly discovering that the closest and most trusted person around me is actually not a mortal, what a huge shock it will be.

Qin Xufei is a natural hero, resolute and tenacious, even if he is really facing a god, he will not feel that he is inferior. Besides, after he became suspicious, he quietly went to investigate, and then touched the truth little by little, and after a long time, he naturally accepted it slowly.

And Lu Donglian's temperament is surprisingly open-minded, and many things that ordinary people care about are fundamentally indifferent to him. Feng Jinjie laughed and said that he was a god, and Lu Dongli laughed at it, for him, the rebirth of Feng Jinjie is already the most joyful and fortunate thing in life, and the truth does not need to be explored at all.

But Yan Rin is a deep and suspicious character, and the identity of the monarch is even more destined for him to have more thoughts and scruples, and it is impossible to be as open as Qin Xufei and Lu Dongxi. In the face of such a big change, it is difficult to adapt in a short period of time.

It's just dragged on and on. Rong Qian also felt that he was suffering more and more from gains and losses, and it was really unpleasant to drag mud and water, so he finally made up his mind and came back to face Yan Rin.

He didn't meet Yan Rin directly, but he passed a letter first, and it seemed that he was all considerate of Yan Rin, afraid that he would be too surprised at once, but in fact, he was also worried in his heart. It's rare to be cowardly in his life.

At that time, he was alone in the room, sometimes sitting and pacing, and for a moment he felt that time was passing too fast, and at another he was afraid that time was passing too slowly, until there was a bang, and the door was slammed open, and the emperor who was calm and wise crashed in.

After that. It was a mess, and his proud disciple, the deep emperor of Dayan, grabbed him like a madman and didn't let go, laughed like a fool, and then cried like a child.

For a long time after that, Yan Rin was always like that. In addition to the administration of the previous court, he always had to guard him, always hold his hand, and make sure that his hand was still there. You have to check his body at every turn to make sure that he is really healed.

In the eyes of others, it was he who smiled and tolerated Yan Rin's absurd nonsense, and only he knew how he felt happiness and warmth in such absurd nonsense. 5et

But after that great joy and shock slowly settled. Yan Rin. I'm starting to think about the truth.

Actually, Rong Qian himself didn't mind explaining his true feelings to Yan Rin. It's just that in the small building that day, since everyone has a secret covenant, they should abide by it. If you change the square light dust, you may make a detour and use other examples to illustrate by analogy, which does not break the promise. He also explained his origin and ability clearly. It's just that Rong Qian has always disliked this kind of trick.

With Yan Rin's cleverness. It should be a short time to understand everything, but for several days, he was often absent-minded, and looking at Rong Qian's gaze gradually became complicated.

He never asked Rong Qian again, because he knew that since Rong Qian refused to say it, there was naturally a reason why he couldn't say it. And although Rong Qian didn't say anything, he could see that he had guessed something, and he had always taken a tacit attitude.

Rong Qian can not care about the eyes of everyone in the palace who looks at him like a monster, he can ignore the countless people whispering and pointing behind him, he can not mind Shi Jingyuan's sudden cold and distant attitude, or he can accept it calmly, Feng Changqing suddenly has too much politeness and caution in front of him. He just couldn't bear to let Yan Rin be in a dilemma.

Yan Rin couldn't fully adapt all of a sudden, and couldn't be at ease with him as usual, but she was afraid that he would not be happy, and tried to hide her occasional discomfort, but became more and more unsettled. == Between people, it has always been easy to see each other, but it is difficult to get along. Excessive differences in identity and stance will always bring some difficulties in getting along. This has little to do with whether the relationship between the two is deep or not, and whether they trust each other or not. There are a lot of things that can be gently erased without a word that you don't mind. can die for each other in a critical situation, which does not mean that when getting along, Pu will not be awkward.

Rong Qian himself hid in the small building and was distressed for many days before he decided to come back and face it calmly, not to mention that Yan Rin suddenly discovered this truth.

He was willing to let Yan Rin make his own decisions without interference, and he didn't want to add more pressure to Yan Rin at this time, so he told Yan Rin that he was going to find Qinggu and An Wuji, who had left Beijing together at this time. ==

He drifted away, but his heart had been waiting, waiting for Yan Rin's decision.

If everything returns to business as usual, he will come back in the shortest possible time, if ...... If Yan Rin is always difficult to adapt, he will try to minimize the time to return to Beijing and enter the palace in the future, so as not to make Yan Rin uncomfortable, anyway, no matter what, he will always quietly guard that person.

However, although he had thought about what he would do if Yan Rin couldn't adapt, he never really thought that such a thing would really happen. Yan Rin may need more time to think, to adjust, to accept, to adapt, but there is no way he can't do it.

In the deepest part of his heart, he almost didn't feel that he believed so deeply.

After he left Beijing, all kinds of rumors about Yan Kingdom being blessed by God and receiving divine help began to spread from various places in various ways, and spread much faster than the speed of his journey. As a result, by the time Rong Qian found Qinggu, Qinggu had already heard these godly rumors among the people. She is a simple and honest person, and she saw Rong Qian's miraculous recovery after she recovered. He cried with joy, and never doubted the authenticity of those rumors. An Wuji knew in his heart that there must be something strange in this, but seeing that Rong Qian didn't plan to say it, and then thinking about the emperor's attitude displayed in this bureau, he shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be confused.

They stayed in that town and lived like ordinary people for a while, with lots of joy.

Rong Qian knew that Yan Rin would definitely not be able to rest assured of himself, so he would wait a few days. I wrote a letter back, and there were no special words on the letter, nothing more than a little bit of life, leisure and fun:

Qing'er has learned a few dishes, which are very appetizing and delicious. ==

Wuji didn't know whether he was alive or dead, provoked Qing'er to chase and fight, and fled with his head in all directions, I smiled and watched, and I would never save each other.

The side dishes here are spicy, and the first food is slightly uncomfortable. However, in two or three days, I felt that it was interesting, and it was not happy.

I woke up in the early morning, suddenly felt that the strange fragrance was coming from afar, and the abdomen immediately responded, in front of Qing'er was like a drum, and his face was red and he went out to look, and he was the culprit of the bread shop, and his index finger moved to sweep the buns away. After that, for three consecutive days, I ate steamed buns every day, and I was miserable. A dead branch in front of the door suddenly pulled out new green, which made people very happy.

After dinner, there is nothing to do, and the market is idle. See that there are small things. It's quite cute, I bought a few pieces, and then moved forward, seeing a few children gathering to have fun, giving away small things in the sleeves, smiling and leaving, very happy.

Recently, I suddenly like the shortbread of Wang Ji in the east of the city, which is delicious and crispy. Crispy in the mouth. It is said to be a long-established brand that has been passed down from generation to generation in the city for a hundred years. One day, I went to the east market in person and squeezed together with countless like-minded people. Fight for it, and finally snap up a few pieces in time, and it's not too fast......

An Wuji withstood the errand of secretly traveling to the imperial history, and the rights and responsibilities of the second person in the pedestrian division had not been removed, and the secret guards and secret agents everywhere could be contacted, and through the country's confidential contact line, he directly sent a letter to Rong Qian under the pretense of public help.

This person himself is not very honest, and occasionally peeks at a few words, and sighs, our emperor is jealous of you after reading this letter...... Then, a very small person came over and whispered, "Look...... My brother-in-law, didn't you deliberately write something that made our emperor anxious and red-eyed......"

Rong Qian touched his nose and didn't speak, did I write something big to make people anxious?

However, at night, he didn't fall asleep for half a day, and asked himself again and again, this, maybe it was really a little villainous deliberate, because Yan Rin was not in a hurry, he would be in a hurry.

Although the days here are idle and happy, he also feels relieved to see Qing'er happy, but he still ...... He was a little anxious, he smiled at himself, alas, look, he was always ridiculed by Fang Qingchen for being a saint, and occasionally he was a little villain.

It didn't take long for Yan Rindi to reply to the letter.

Again, it's a trivial matter that doesn't matter:

The emperor is fat with milk, round head and round brain, very cute, holding it in his hand, very fun, but it is a little uncomfortable, so he cried loudly, and if he was not careful, he had to ask him to pee.

Every day, a bunch of state affairs are pressed down, and gradually irritated, and it seems that I sleep less and less at night.

The old antiques in the middle of the court are still looking for trouble at two ends for three days, but yesterday they were annoyed, and they called an old man twice, and their throats began to hurt again.

Jingyuan told me a royal joke, saying that the imperial chef was afraid that the emperor wanted to eat winter dishes in summer, and he wanted to eat summer vegetables in winter, so he gave the emperor spinach in all seasons every day, and was afraid that the emperor would think that spinach was too common, so he coaxed the emperor and said, it was a red-billed green parrot, alas, no wonder the dim sum in the palace, back and forth, there was not much change......

Rong Qian looked at the letter and laughed, Qinggu didn't know what to be happy about, leaned over to look, and was very puzzled: "The emperor is uncomfortable, he can't sleep, and his throat hurts, why is Brother Rong happy?" ”

An Wuji came over to take a look when he heard this, but he was very shameless, how could the emperor play the bitter trick so clumsily, and even seduce people by selling his son......

That night, Rong Qian got up and went back to Beijing, also day and night, also all the way to the wind and sand, seeing the palace gate from afar, but saw someone stop and look into the distance, smiled and said: "I count the time, you are almost at this time." ”

Rong Qian saw that there was a look of exhaustion between his eyebrows, and he didn't ask him how many hours he had been waiting for him like this, so he just smiled and took out a small bag from his arms: "Eat red-billed green parrot every day, and change your taste." ”

There were only three shortbreads in the bag, which was said to make Rong Qian run to the market and crowd together with a bunch of ordinary people to buy special snacks.

After days of rushing around, the shortbread was broken, but it still carried the warmth of Rong Qian's chest.

Nonsense divider-

Secretary Brown: 400 ...... Hooray, sweet extra-stinence.

In addition, the title of this chapter is sourced: The ruler is like residual snow, forming a double carp. Know what is in your heart, and read the book in your belly. (Actually, I just like the image of a pair of carp mouth-to-mouth and tail-to-tail.)