The sobs in his arms slowly became smaller, and as soon as the strength on his waist loosened, the person softened.

His head was weakly tilted back, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale with tears.

Qi Yan grabbed the person by the waist and picked him up.

——

When she woke up, she was already sitting on the frame of the car back home, and she was swayed by the fall, and she had no strength to lie on the lap of Velvet Hua.

Wrapped tightly, the cold wind with occasional sleet blew through the windows of the car.

A slight chill fell on his cheeks.

Incense burns in the gilt furnace, and smoke swirls and disperses.

Zuo Xiang, Xie Zhishu, what a clean and gentle person, the light wind and the moon, like a bright moon.

Clean as a blank piece of paper, after more than ten years of officialdom, he is still proud and full of coldness.

The majesty and indifference are not only a shallow sense of youth, but also extremely contradictory.

Compared with ten years ago, he is close to the age of standing at this time, but his appearance is the same as when he rescued her, only a little more cold and imposing, like the infection of an official position.

Her thoughts gradually slowed, and she remembered what Qi Yan had said.

On the day of the spring hunt, Jiang Yu took the three letters.

The premonition in the grassland was right, Jiang Yu handed over the three letters that could be set to the nine clans of the Shen family and the nine clans to Qi Yan, and presented them to His Majesty through Qi Yan's hand.

Her decision to kill herself that day helped the Shen family avoid the fate of extermination.

Jiang Yu, whose heart is closed.

Three letters that are enough to exterminate the race.

High up in thanks.

Each of them was enough of a headache for her.

——

Half a month later.

"Chinese New Year's Eve is approaching, Prince Ru's remnants have not yet been cleared, and the lower officials are terrified, and they really can't find their hiding place, so they beg Xie Xiang to save the lives of more than 300 people in Dali Temple."

Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the royal family goes up to the city wall to accept the people to bow down, and this has been the case for many years.

The remnants of this prince are not clear, which is tantamount to the neck of the knife holder.

The emperor issued a death order, and the remnants of the surviving were captured before Chinese New Year's Eve.

Dali Temple has been busy for several months, only catching some crooked melons and cracked dates, seeing that Chinese New Year's Eve is coming, and when the deadline comes, the courtiers of Dali Temple will fall to the ground.

The kneeling man was sweating and looking terrified.

It has been nearly a year, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks has poured into the spacious carriage.

The curtains were blown up, and the brilliant light spread on the frost-white robes.

The man reached out and picked up the kneeling old man.

The gentle voice is like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, bringing a touch of comfort.

"Dust will do its best, Elder Li, please get up."

Hearing this, Li Lao knelt on the ground, kowtowed twice, and his voice was already a little crying: "Thank you for your righteousness, more than 300 people from Dali Temple on behalf of Li Mou thanked you." ”

After a while, the people left, and the carriage returned to calm.

There was a disgruntled voice piercing the curtain.

"Xiangye, why did you agree? You know that this is a game set up for you. ”

The man was silent for a long time, only sighed slightly, and did not speak.

The carriage passed through the downtown area, and the cries were endless.

"Miss, slow down."

"Hahahaha, velvet flower, you see that sugar gourd is so beautiful, it must be delicious."

The familiar tone penetrated into his ears, and he was silent for a long time, remembering the green waist that was as graceful as a swimming dragon.

"Xiangye, it's here."

The light took over the car in an instant, and he leaned over.

His gaze paused, and he saw a white shadow shuttling through the crowd.

Lanterns hung all over the long street, and the girl held a string of rock sugar gourds, a few hawthorns missing.

Holding the skirt in one hand, the white velvet fur looped around the neck, and the corner of the big hair was rolled up by the wind brought by walking.

A firework exploded behind him, and the brilliant light of the fire fell down an entire street.

She seemed to hear it, and stopped and turned to look sideways, her brow sprinkled with a tiny and dim light, bright and dark.

A pair of beautiful eyes flickered, seemingly fanning all the beauty of this world into his eyes,

The brilliance continued, and one after another fireworks exploded not far behind him.

The girl with her head up, staring blankly, her lips slightly open as if surprised.

It was constantly opening and closing, and he could barely guess that she was saying, "It's so beautiful." ”

There was no sound behind him for a long time, and the street was only the dim glow of the lanterns.

There was a lot of people, and there were so many people passing by him.

Across the crowd, the girl was about to turn her eyes, but suddenly she was stunned, crossed countless people, and met his gaze in an instant, and suddenly smiled picturesquely.

Then the girl ran towards him with the crowd out of the way.

A little out of breath, but his tone was brisk: "Xie Xiang, what a coincidence, why are you here." ”

"I..."

He wanted to say that he was here to be a bait, but the people who passed by him might be spies, and he didn't know how to reply to her for a while.

"Hmm, I just finished handling government affairs, and I came out to relax."

"That's it." The girl nodded, holding the rock sugar gourd and pointing to the lotus night light flowing by the river.

"Let's go put the river lanterns!"

Flowing water crosses the small bridge.

The warm yellow flame of the lotus lamp shrouded the two people who were wearing frost and white, like the young master and young lady of the family.

No one knows that the man is the only Xie Xiang in the world, and the woman is the first beauty in the capital.

The appearance is too outstanding, attracting men, women and children who put lamps on the lakeside, and some people are discussing them.

"What a pair of talented women."

Yuwei naturally heard it, stopped the brush in her hand, and turned her eyes to look at him, but saw that his expression had not changed, and a gloomy emotion crossed his chest.

After writing, she blew on the ink that had not dried, and asked, "What did Xie Xiang write?" ”

He pinched the note between his fingers and handed it to her, and she took it.

There is only one word written on the white paper, the style is elegant, the font is clear, the ink of a generation of everyone, compared to her, I can't bear to look at it directly.

"Let's go?" , she read aloud, not noticing the sudden change in the face of the man beside her.

"Why just write away?" She looked at him suspiciously.

Xie Xiang rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and his thoughts, which had not been relaxed all day, suddenly became chaotic.

He said, "Nothing." ”

The paper between his fingers was removed and placed in the lotus lantern, and the man leaned down and threw himself into the water.

She also pursed her lips and followed him to put down the lotus lantern.

I saw the swirling and flickering lamp riding the dark water of the lake, carrying more or less hope away.

A faint inquiry drilled into his ear.

"What did you write?"

"Both parents are safe, the world is peaceful, and a good husband is found."

"Hmm." Xie Xiang got up and stroked his robe.

Together, they walked to the small bridge, and stood at the top of the arch, and she unintentionally glanced at the flaming galaxy.

It was made of lotus lanterns that traveled far away from the lake.

She tugged at the sleeve of the man beside her, pointing to the boundless sparks that leaped across the surface of the lake.

"It's beautiful."

He was stunned, brushed the girl's hand away, and looked in the direction the girl was pointing.

"The flowers are red and the candles are red, and the candlelight flowers are verdant at night. In the fragrant mist, in the stars and moons. ”

“…”

Yuwei was dumbfounded, she would only say that she was so beautiful, so beautiful, and he... You can recite a poem at your fingertips.