Zhenghe twenty years.

After 20 years of hard work, recuperation, and crisis-ridden Great Sunday has become more and more prosperous, the frontier is stable, and the four seas are peaceful.

Zhenghe Emperor Chan is located in the nephew of the sixth prince Zhao Hong.

After that, his whereabouts are unknown.

Some people say that he has died, and some people say that he has retired to the mountains and forests.

Zhao Chengyuan, who was not confused, stood on the top of Cangyuan Mountain, full of desolation.

"Master, how did you find Youning?"

……

Warm nephrite around you.

Zhao Chengyuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the woman sleeping in his arms.

It was a face full of life, with plump cheeks and a light flush. The two of them are entangled in their hair, and they are not separated from each other.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at it for a long time.

He slowly raised his hand and touched her neck, which was warm and pulsating with vigor.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again.

She's still there. Not a dream.

"Youning." He was dumbfounded.

"Huh?"

Han Youning responded in a daze, the crow feather trembled, opened his eyes with difficulty, couldn't hold on, and closed them again.

Her head drilled into Zhao Chengyuan's chest, "I'll sleep for a while......"

Zhao Chengyuan saw the moist autumn water in her eyes, rippling.

He raised his hand, stroked her back and patted her gently, "Okay, let's sleep." ”

She soon fell into a deep sleep, breathing slowly.

Her cheeks were warm and soft, pressed against his chest, and through the thin bedclothes, the fresh life spread through all the limbs.

……

After Han Youning got up, as before, he had dinner first, and then took a pair of children to his mother's yard.

She felt that Zhao Chengyuan was a little abnormal today.

Usually at this time, he would go to the outer courtyard or the martial arts training ground to accompany his father-in-law. But today, he has been by her side.

His eyes had been following her, and she always felt that he looked at her very deeply, so deep that she felt that the two of them seemed to be reunited after a long absence.

But the two of them obviously stayed together all day, and the biggest difference was the morning half of the day. The rest of the time, she felt a little tired, and felt that Zhao Chengyuan should go out to find something to do, so that she would feel like Xiao Biesheng was newly married.

So, there's only one reason left -

She is especially beautiful today.

Han Youning looked down at herself, she was wearing a dress that her mother had just made for her, continuing the Chen family's low-luxury style. The elegant skirt was covered with a layer of silk yarn, on which the mother sparsely embroidered a few pink and white camellias. Although she is now twenty years old, the mother of two babies, her mother still raised her in the direction of Jiaojiao.

It seems that Zhao Chengyuan likes her to wear this style of clothes.

He used to be picky about what she wore and focused on keeping her warm and comfortable, but now this is starting to pay attention to it?

It's really food and lust!

Han Youning sighed secretly, and once again felt that he should find something serious for Zhao Chengyuan to do, and he couldn't be so idle.

Han Youning continued to talk to her mother, but Chen Man glanced at Zhao Chengyuan and smiled at her daughter, "You go back early, Ah Tang and Xuan'er will stay with me today, and you will be clean and clean." ”

Han Youning: ...... What is the mother's thoughtfulness to create opportunities for young couples to be alone?

She doesn't need it!

Out of his mother's yard, Han Youning walked slowly on the path. It's June, and the Chen Mansion is lush and vibrant, with sweet and delicious flowers beckoning to her along the road.

Her mother planted these flowers for her, but this is not accurate. Because she found that her mother also loves to eat, and Xiao Ah Tang also loves to eat. Perhaps this is the daughter of the Chen family, who is sensitive and close to the fragrance.

Han Youning pinched one from time to time and stuffed it into his mouth.

If she thinks it is particularly delicious, she will run back and stuff one into Zhao Chengyuan's mouth. Zhao Chengyuan didn't tease her, nor did he laugh and coax him, just quietly ate the flower.

The way he looked made Han Youning feel like he was an old elder, enjoying the joy of his children around his knees. No matter what the children stuff in their mouths, whether they like it or not, they will eat it, and what they eat is a piece of their children's heart.

Han Youning put away this strange feeling and ran away to continue picking flowers.

From time to time, he looked back at Zhao Chengyuan.

Usually at this time, Zhao Chengyuan would hold her hand, and the corners of his lips would also have a shallow smile.

But today, Zhao Chengyuan just followed her not far away, his eyes following her. Just like when she was a child in Cangyuan Mountain, she had the inexhaustible energy of a child and kept running in the mountains. He followed her from so far and near, and if she had any accident, he would rush to her like the wind to protect her.

At this time, the corners of his lips did not smile, but they pursed slightly, to be precise, they suppressed downward.

Han Youning stopped, stood there and looked back at him.

When he got closer, Han Youning asked, "Lord Wang, do you have something on your mind?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan looked down at her.

The girl in front of her was delicate and vibrant, the blue sky and the fine sunlight fell on her eyes through the gaps in the leaves, and the lake was shining.

Today's Zhao Chengyuan has the memory of this life and the long more than 20 years of his previous life.

In this life, Youning had calmly described her past life to him, and she said it concisely and straightforwardly without any waves.

At that time, he had imagined her misery, and his heart had always been haunted. It wasn't until he saw her dry and empty eyes and the tragic situation before her death that he knew in this life that Youning had suffered more than he had imagined. However, she was so squeamish, and she accepted the pain so calmly.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her bright eyes, said goodbye, raised his hand to the back of her head, and held her tightly in his arms.

Han Youning's cheek pressed against his chest.

Just now, there seemed to be something broken in his eyes.

His large hand pressed against the back of her head and neck, holding her against his chest, unable to move away.

That's what she did when she hugged Xuan's child, holding the back of his neck like this, keeping him close to her chest. She subconsciously felt that protecting the little fragile Xuan'er in her heart was the best way to express her unspeakable love and pity.

"Youning......" A low sigh came from his chest, and it knocked on Han Youning's heart.

In the past few months in Xiangping Mansion, they have lived freely, and the biggest thing they have experienced is that Han Sixing got married.

What happened to make him look like this?

Until he returned to Youyuan, Han Youning was still thinking about this problem.

She thought about the problem, Zhao Chengyuan went to the small kitchen, and when she came back, she was holding a plate of steaming glutinous rice osmanthus cake in her hand.

He put the osmanthus cake on the low table in front of Youning, "Taste it." ”

Looking at the glutinous rice osmanthus cake in front of her, Han Youning was in a trance, because she remembered that she didn't make osmanthus cake today.

And the plate of osmanthus cake in front of her, the smell is clearly the same as what she made, which even Ling'er who has followed her for many years can't imitate.

This plate of osmanthus cake seems to be better looking than what she made, although it is also round and soft, but it is inexplicably revealing a noble delicacy.

Han Youning was still in a daze, and a small glutinous rice cake had been put into her mouth.

It was Zhao Chengyuan who stuffed it in.

Han Youning chewed and tasted, but did not taste any difference from what he made.

She swallowed it and asked tentatively, "Did the prince do it?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan sat across from her, "Yes." ”

Han Youning was puzzled, "The prince has never made glutinous rice osmanthus cake, how can you make it so well?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan picked up the teapot in no hurry, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to her hand, "Seeing that you have done more, it will be done." ”

Han Youning accepted his explanation, when she made dim sum, he did stay aside a lot.

It seems that his talent for making dim sum is much higher than that of making flower tea. After so many years, the flower tea he makes is still so indescribable.

She smiled and said, "So, I want to eat glutinous rice osmanthus cake in the future, can you make it?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Okay." ”

The answer was straightforward and a little serious.

Han Youning took a small bite of the osmanthus cake and took a notebook to read.

On weekdays, they spend most of their lives like this, she reads a book or deals with some trivial things in the house, and he sits and drinks tea on the side.

She looked at it for a while, and inadvertently raised her eyes, and saw that Zhao Chengyuan didn't drink tea or read, just sat there watching her. The posture in which he sat upright revealed a majesty that he had never had before.

When he saw Yu Ning looking over, his waist was slightly loose, and his gaze didn't seem to be as deep as before.

Han Youning looked at him strangely, "How do I think, I seem to have changed to a very majestic husband." I didn't realize before that you don't smile so seriously, so lonely. ”

The deep loneliness makes her feel distressed when she looks at it.

Zhao Chengyuan was surprised by her acuity.

Since he came back, he had no intention of letting Youning know. After all, there was nothing to say about that memory, it only made her sad. But the habit of those twenty years was too deep, he was used to sitting alone on the dragon chair on the high steps, he was used to loneliness and solitude.

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips slightly, "Youning, let's go out." ”

They left the house in a carriage, and Han Youning sat on the other side of the carriage, separated from Zhao Chengyuan by a low table, on which dried fruits and tea were placed.

Han Youning touched the dried fruit, ate it without a bite, and looked at him quietly.

She is a person with a lot of experience, rebirth, borrowing corpses to resurrect souls or something, she has met them all. So there were many doubts, so she began to think in that direction.

Zhao Chengyuan crushed the nuts and put the whole flesh into the porcelain plate in her hand, as if he didn't notice her looking.

Yu Ning's current appearance is like a rabbit that sees a stranger, and his dark eyes are full of curiosity and vigilance.

Han Youning asked as if unintentionally, "Lord Wang, where did the first time we met?" ”

"Cangyuan Mountaintop." Zhao Chengyuan put a dried fruit in her hand, "You also bring me buns and snacks to eat." ”

"Oh...... Right. ”

It's Zhao Chengyuan who is no different, it's not someone else who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul.

No one else knew about this except the two of them.

As for rebirth, it's even more impossible. Zhao Chengyuan was fine last night, alive and well. No injuries, no high fever. And when she was reborn, she happened to be suffocated to death by Wu's mother, and when Zhao Chen was reborn, she was stabbed in the chest by Zhao Yin with a high fever.

Besides, Zhao Chengyuan is such a powerful person, who can kill him?

Han Youning convinced himself.

She pushed the short table between the two to the side, moved her buttocks, lay down in his arms, closed her eyes and said, "I'll sleep for a while, call me when it's time." ”

Zhao Chengyuan frowned, that's all she has to be vigilant?

Thanks to his rebirth, if he changes someone else, and happens to inherit his original memory, wouldn't it take advantage of him?

He lifted his hand, paused over her ass and finally landed on her back, patting it gently.

Fang Cai's helpless and annoyed emotions, I don't know if it is Zhao Chengyuan in the previous life, or Zhao Chengyuan in this life.

Now, the soul of the previous life and the soul of the present world look at each other, just like the confluence of two rivers, at the beginning there will be two distinct colors, not blending with each other.

When he arrived at the foot of Cangyuan Mountain, Zhao Chengyuan did not take Hongtai halfway up the mountain in a carriage as before, but went around to the bottom of the cliff in the back mountain.

Han Youning is still quite familiar with this place, when he and Zhao Chengyuan met for the first time, Zhao Chengyuan once jumped off the cliff with her in his arms to avoid pursuit.

He looked so good-looking at that time, she really thought he was a fairy.

Later, she often pestered him and took her to fly from cliff to cliff, and they had been to the bottom of this cliff several times.

Han Youning naturally opened his arms, and Zhao Chengyuan leaned over and hugged her.

He rose into the air, his feet tapping on the rocks and the trees on the cliffs from time to time, and his white robe flew beautifully.

The wind was blowing in Han Youning's ears, she screamed happily, and commanded him from time to time, "Go over there!" I saw a red fruit! "Go to that rock, we've been here before!" "Ah, go find that little monkey!"

……

When she had fun, Zhao Chengyuan took her to the top of the mountain.

At this time, flowers are blooming all over the mountaintop, the peach tree next to the boulder is fruitful, and the sky in the west is shining.

Han Youning was lying on the grass, her gauze skirt spread out, pillowed on Zhao Chengyuan's lap, squinting at him.

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his head, and when he saw her squinting, he remembered that in the small courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, she squinted at him, but she couldn't see anything.

He put his palm over her eyes, covering them.

Han Youning raised his hand and put it on his hand. His fingers were slender and jointed, and they were a little cold.

She really couldn't convince herself.

She asked softly, "Lord Wang, have you seen me blind, right?" "So you don't dare look me in the eye.

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips: "I've seen it." ”

Her eyelashes fluttered and swept across his palms, wet.

"So, how did the prince come here? Die in one's bed? ”

"Yes. Die in one's bed. ”

"Oh, that's good."

Han Youning was silent for a moment, removed his hand, and looked up at him, "What about the prince of this life, was he squeezed away by you?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Fool, I'm just having one more big dream, how could I squeeze myself out." ”

Seeing him smile like this, it was her familiar look, Han Youning's uneasiness in her heart was reduced a little, and she got up with a bone, "Really? ”

"Really."

Han Youning: "Then why did you come back?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan: "It should be the Buddha who appreciates the merits of you and me, and wants to give us a consummation." When I am dead, send me back to be with you. ”

"Oh."

When it came to merit, Han Youning believed it. Whether it is in the previous life or in this life, Zhao Chengyuan's merits are actually greater than hers. The Buddha should always have taken care of him more.

In particular, his gaze at her at this time was really too doting and extraordinarily distant. This is how her mother looked at her, and she was very loving.

"How old will you live?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Eighty-six years old. Reigned for sixty years. ”

Eighty-six years old......

Han Youning looked at Zhao Chengyuan's eyes at her at this time, and felt more loving, at least it had to be the ancestors of the four generations in the same house.

After that, getting along will be a little difficult.

Han Youning grabbed the wildflowers on the grass, and the farther away he got from Zhao Chengyuan.

She sat under the peach tree, made a very ugly wreath, and looked at him quietly from time to time.

He sat there with his legs bent, his back straight, one hand on his knee, looking at her. Obviously, it is still the same fairy appearance as before, and there is no trace of time, but at this time, it seems that he is an old man.

Even his black hair, which had already turned black, seemed to turn white in the setting sun.

Zhao Chengyuan beckoned to him, "Come here." ”

"What's the matter?" Han Youning glanced at her, this was clearly the posture of the ancestor greeting the underage little great-granddaughter.

She continued to fiddle with the garland in her hand, inwardly resistant.

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Come and talk to me." ”

Look, look!

The elderly are so fond of finding young people to talk to him!

Han Youning's heart was roaring, she really needed time to accept this age difference! Why did you let me go so soon!

However, the eighty-six-year-old man's accumulation was too heavy, and the twenty-year-old junior couldn't afford it, so Han Youning walked over slowly.

He stopped a few steps away from Zhao Chengyuan.

Zhao Chengyuan patted the grass beside him, "Sit here." ”

Han Youning: ...... Your actions are truly loving!

She obediently went over and sat down.

She sat very upright, cross-legged, with her hands on her knees, her eyes did not squint, and she didn't listen to her husband's lectures so seriously when she was a child.

After all, her husband is not so old.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her sideways, "Think I'm old?" ”

Han Youning: You're not just old! It's old!

"Nope."

Zhao Chengyuan: "You grew up watching me, Youning, you can't hide anything from me." ”

Han Youning sighed, "Okay, it's a little uncomfortable." Lord, you tell me the truth, who is the eldest between me and your great-granddaughter? ”

Zhao Chengyuan: ...... You're more than a little bit.

He didn't want her to feel uncomfortable listening to it, so he said that he was older. Knowing that this little thing's head was thinking about this, he should have restrained it.

He didn't answer her question about her great-granddaughter, but just said to her, "I'm still the same Zhao Chengyuan as before, but I have more memories, and nothing has changed." ”

Han Youning nodded heavily, looking like he believed him, "I know." ”

Leave to look at others.

It seems that his great-granddaughter is older than her.

Han Youning couldn't help but think more.

She was silent for a moment and asked, "So, how many children do you have?" ”

"How many grandchildren, great-grandchildren?"

"But there is a great-great-grandson?"

……

Zhao Chengyuan stood up, scooped her up, sandwiched her under his armpit and flew down the cliff.

In the carriage, Ye Chang was driving outside, and that guy's ears were always upright, so she kept silent.

When I returned to Chen's house, it was already the second watch.

The next person put dinner on the table, Han Youning didn't know the taste of food, and Zhao Chengyuan kept silent about the things in her previous life, which made her feel like a cat.

Zhao Chengyuan fed her one bite at a time with vegetables.

Han Youning looked at him, "That's how the prince fed your great-granddaughter?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips and scooped another spoonful of soup into her mouth.

"The prince is so skilled, he doesn't spill any soup, I'm afraid there are a lot of great-granddaughters, right?"

……

The servant carried hot water into the clean room.

Zhao Chengyuan waved them all down.

Han Youning sat on the couch without moving, his little face buried in the notebook, "I didn't sweat today, so I won't bathe." ”

Zhao Chengyuan took away the upside-down notebook, "If you go out on a trip in June, where can you not sweat." Well-behaved, obedient. ”

Han Youning: ...... That's how you coax your great-granddaughter, right?

Although he used to coax her like this, she couldn't look at this sentence now.

Zhao Chengyuan sighed, got up and cleaned her, carried her to the clean room, and put her in the bathtub.

He leaned over and asked, "Do you want me to wash it for you?" ”

Han Youning hid under the water and covered his chest with his hands, "No! You get out! ”

Zhao Chengyuan went out and sat on the couch outside, and there was a cautious sound of water in the clean room.

He pursed his lips, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The sound of the water soon stopped, and there was the sound of rustling inside.

Not long after, Han Youning was wearing a tight bedclothes, holding the placket tightly with both hands, and ran out of the bed, and quickly ran to the bed, pulling a blanket and wrapping himself.

She didn't wash her hair.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at her, and Han Youning was trembling.

Zhao Chengyuan entered the clean room to bathe.

When he came out, Han Youning was already wrapped in a cocoon, shrunk in the innermost part of the stepping bed, looking like he was asleep.

Breathing heavily, messy, pretending not to be.

Zhao Chengyuan lay down beside her, reached over with his long arms, and with a slight pull, the cocoon rolled into his arms.

"What else do you have to ask?"

Han Youning showed a pair of eyes from the blanket, "How many concubines are there in your harem?" ”

In the sixty years of his reign, he has been selected at least ten or twenty times!

Zhao Chengyuan had a smile in his eyes, looked at her and said, "What you want to ask most is this, right?" ”

Han Youning pouted, "What's the matter, I'm just pure curiosity." No one will mind what happened in the previous life. You are an emperor who has lived to eighty-six, can I still let you guard me like a jade? ”

Zhao Chengyuan snorted, "What you said makes sense." Therefore, after I ascended the throne, I first chose a good queen for myself. ”

Han Youning said sourly, "Good queen? You tell me which house it is, I can't say I still know it. ”

"Well, you do."

Han Youning's whole person froze: "Who?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan: "Han Youning, the daughter of the Duke of Dingguo." ”

Han Youning was stunned, "Me? ”

Zhao Chengyuan: "Yes. ”

Han Youning sat up, "If I remember correctly, I'm dead!" ”

"Hmm."

"I'm still your nephew's concubine!"

"Hmm."

"Then you still ......"

Han Youning didn't expect that she would become a queen in her previous life. He knew that in this life, Zhao Chengyuan insisted on ascending to the throne in order to respond to the prophecy of the phoenix. But she didn't expect that she was dead in her previous life, and Zhao Chengyuan would do this.

For the sake of her, a dead man, what did he do, and how much criticism did he have to provoke?

In her previous life, she threw herself into the arms of others, forgetting that he was a fairy brother, why did he do so much.

Han Youning looked at him, and tears fell from his eyes.

Zhao Chengyuan got up, wiped her tears with his sleeve, and coaxed gently, "Fool, what are you crying about." I'm the emperor, and there's always something wrong with it. ”

Han Youning couldn't stop his tears, he had long forgotten that Zhao Chengyuan was an old man, and he got into his arms and said sullenly, "I won't ask you how many concubines you have." Lord Wang, I will be good to you in the future. ”

She said it very solemnly.

Zhao Chengyuan's phoenix eyes drooped, and the frost and snow of twenty years in his eyes were desolate, and there was ice and snow quietly melting in the barren land where no grass grows.

He chuckled gently, "Okay." ”

……

In the middle of the night, Han Youning sat up and shook Zhao Chengyuan's arm.

Zhao Chengyuan opened his eyes, "Huh? ”

Han Youning: "Tell me, how many concubines do you have?" ”

Zhao Chengyuan propped his head and looked at her and smiled.

Han Youning gritted his teeth, "Say it quickly." How many exactly? ”

If it's more than ten, oh no, if it's more than three, Zhao Chengyuan, you're dead!

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Emperor Zhenghe only had Empress Zhaoping in his life, and there was no one else in the harem. ”

Han Youning's eyes widened in the darkness.

So, is he really guarding her like a jade?

Is he just alone all his life?

Then how much better can his previous life be compared to him!

Han Youning hugged Zhao Chengyuan and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Chengyuan stroked her back. He thinks it's very good, he can be reborn and come back to find her, and he still protects her and marries her in this life, what is there not to be satisfied with?

After Han Youning calmed down, he said sullenly, "You don't have to be like this. All men are dead, and you are still doing what you do. I have to marry another queen and extend your heirs. ”

This is somewhat insincere.

However, Han Youning will not admit it.

Zhao Chengyuan chuckled, "I'm too busy with state affairs to be free." ”

Han Youning thought so, "Well, it's still important to be a national affair." ”

She suddenly thought of a question, "You don't have a prince, so who will inherit the unification?" ”

"The Sixth Prince, Zhao Hong."

Han Youning nodded, "That's a good boy." ”

It's just that...... He must have been seventy by then! ——

For many days, Chen Man found that the way his daughter and son-in-law got along was a little different.

There is more respect, but not enough closeness.

One day, Youning came to ask for peace, and Chen Man asked, "Are you having trouble with King Jin?" ”

Han Youning tugged at her skirt, "No." ”

Chen Man ripped off the skirt in her hand, "If you pull it again, it will rot." ”

She looked at her daughter and said softly, "It's nothing for husband and wife to quarrel with each other, but you can't keep angry with each other, it will hurt your feelings." ”

Han Youning muttered, "I don't have ......"

Chen Man said, "Then tell me, why did you sleep with Ah Tang in the courtyard for several days in a row?" ”

Han Youning sighed faintly and asked, "Mother, if my grandfather is still alive, how old is he?" ”

Chen Man groaned slightly, "Eighty." ”

Han Youning: ...... is six years younger than Zhao Chengyuan.

Chen Man said strangely, "Why do you ask this?" ”

Han Youning's face was bitter, "It's okay, I'll just ask casually." ”

Chen Man continued to nag again.

Seeing her daughter walking out with Xuan'er in her arms, Chen Man got up and took Xuan'er away, "I'll go back to your own room to sleep tonight." Ah Tang and Xuan'er have been with me for the past few days. ”

Han Youning: ......

For several days in a row, Han Youning fell asleep after dinner.

slept until the morning, Zhao Chengyuan got up and left.

Finally one day, Zhao Chengyuan went to bed one step ahead of her, and sat there on his knees waiting for her.

The snow-white bedclothes were half-drawn, the ink hair was like a waterfall, and the phoenix eyes were as black as ink, which made Han Youning tremble.

Han Youning walked to the stepping bed, his steps heavy.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

Zhao Chengyuan stretched out his hand to her, "Stand there and do something, come here." ”

Han Youning took a step back without a trace, "That, I'm suddenly not so sleepy, I want to read the book first." ”

Zhao Chengyuan: "What are you worried about?" ”

Han Youning forced his composure: "I'm not worried about anything. ”

Eighty-six-year-old man, do you still have these thoughts? Even if there is, it should be powerless!

Ahhh I really accept incompetence, who will save me!

Zhao Chengyuan leaned forward, hugged Han Youning, who was about to run, on the bed, and turned over again and pressed her into the futon.

A big hand caressed her crimson cheek, and the thumb rubbed gently on her lips, "That's good." ”

……

Silence is a long night.

The eaves moon and the clear light sprinkled into the spring tent, and quietly left.

One room is gentle, and the two worlds are deeply loved.

To this day, "The Imperial Aunt" has said goodbye to its relatives completely.

I am ashamed that Momo has not been determined along the way, thank you for not giving up, and thank you for your encouragement and support.

I wish you all the best in life and work, and have a good mood every day~~

Bye-bye.