Chapter 84: The Eve

(Why did my father want Song Linxiao to return to Beijing)

The bright morning sun poked its head out with the curling clouds and mist, and the posture lazily covered the earth, and spilled obliquely through the hollow carved window lattice.

There was not the slightest sound in the huge palace, and the courtiers hung their heads silently, and the people standing behind could still look at each other by hanging their heads, and the courtiers standing in front of them did not dare to look at each other, but they did not dare to take their eyes off the moment, and stared at the ground fixedly.

It was already time to retreat from the dynasty, but Chen Shen did not speak.

The emperor's eyes swept over the people in the hall and fell on Pei Yichen's body, and after a while, he glanced at him diagonally back, and withdrew his eyes lightly.

After a long time, he looked at Song Yi not far away, and said slowly: "It just so happens that all the Aiqing are here, Song Linxiao will return to the court in a few days, and the master of ceremonies will start to prepare for Song Linxiao's greeting, and the others will cooperate with the ceremonial supervisor to prepare for the welcoming gift, so as not to chill the hearts of the soldiers." ”

Pei Yichen's figure standing down with his eyes lowered was slightly stunned, but he was stunned again after a while, and his clear expression gradually suppressed the gentleness in his eyes.

As the words fell, the court became more and more quiet, and the eyes of the courtiers who hung their heads widened and did not dare to speak.

The celebrant took a step to the side and bent down.

After receiving the response, the emperor said indifferently, and when he got up to leave, he glanced at Pei Yichen, who was standing still, just glanced at it, and left quietly.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, the courtiers who were good friends with Song Yi hurriedly congratulated him, and the eldest son who had been stationed in the frontier for many years was finally able to return to Beijing to get together, and the emperor did not explain the time when Song Linxiao returned to Beijing this time, because everyone also tacitly acquiesced that he would not leave Beijing in the future, but would stay in Beijing.

When Pei Yichen raised his eyes, the look in his eyes dissipated, and he glanced at Pei Muyao lazily and casually, and said: "General Song Xiao has to pay more attention when he returns to Beijing, not to mention that he has been stationed in the frontier for many years, and there are some things you should do in terms of friendship alone." ”

The corners of Pei Muyao's mouth raised a slight smile, and he bowed his head: "Naturally." ”

Pei Yichen's hand hanging down his side squeezed his beard tightly, obviously the same tone as usual, but now it fell in his ears was particularly harsh, and his tone couldn't help but be a little colder: "I still have something to do with my father, so I won't talk to you more." ”

"Brother Huang, go slowly." Pei Muyao heard the impatience in his words, but he didn't break it, and just arched his hand to see him leave as usual.

Until Pei Yichen's figure became smaller and smaller, Pei Muyao's thin lips fell unhurriedly.

The medicine bottle found in the Jingning Palace's mansion is like a silver needle that is so small that you can't see it clearly if you don't pay attention to it, but if it is gently pierced into the heart, as long as it moves, this needle will gnaw at the flesh of the heart like a Gu worm, and what will follow is the crispness of the heart.

Pei Yichen is like this now, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but in fact the wind is surging.

He walked through one door after another in the Chengtian Palace into the main hall, his eyes swept over the emperor who lowered his eyes and gave instructions, and saluted: "Father, the son is here." ”

The emperor who gave instructions for the recital looked attentive, and without raising his head, he made a 'hmm' sound, and began to give instructions again.

The emperor's eyes did not fall elsewhere, and occasionally handed a few recitals to Pei Yichen, but he felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

It wasn't until the piled up notebooks were sent to various places by Chen Shen that the emperor had time to pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea, and when he drank tea, his eyes fell slightly on Pei Yichen, who was sitting aside, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Noticing the emperor's gaze, Pei Yichen pinched the fingertips of the wolf for a moment, put down the pen casually, and said: "The hour is not early, the father and the emperor will rest early, and the sons will not bother you." ”

The emperor put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes unchanged, and closed his eyes slightly, "Go ahead, I have been busy dealing with your uncle's affairs for eight days in a row, and I am also a little tired now." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled that Pei Yichen could go out.

Pei Yichen's eyes drooped a little, he took a few steps back and left, and when he was about to cross the threshold, he heard Chen Shen calling from behind.

Chen Shen, who was bowing down to serve outside, hurriedly answered, turned his head and saluted him, and hurriedly walked inside.

It was just the time of sunrise in the morning, and it was already noon.

Pei Yichen, who walked out of the palace, looked up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, and the afterglow fell on Chen Ying, who was silent with his eyes down, and after a while, Chen Ying's head was slightly slightly.

He withdrew his gaze and strode away from the Chengtian Palace.

The news that Song Linxiao was about to return to Beijing spread everywhere in just a few hours, even if it was just the birds hovering in the middle of the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion, they all heard about it, and there were not many people who came and went to congratulate them from the beginning.

At first, Song Suqing would accompany the guests in the main hall, but after hearing the words of several people who came and went to inquire about her and Pei Muyao's affairs, they felt bored, and after sending the guests away, they found a way back to the Nuan Yu Pavilion.

The guests came and went, and the bustle was so lively that it didn't disperse until late at night.

After sending off the last guests, Song Xuqing, who was sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard and blowing the wind, felt that his ears were much cleaner, and he couldn't help rubbing his ear bones.

The picture screen that was grinding for her smiled when she saw this, "There are too many people coming and going, and the girl has also copied a small volume of books today." ”

Song Xuqing raised his chin and glanced at her with a light smile, and the last stroke of the pen fell on the paper, "I'm still far away from the main hall, I can hear the noise of coming and going, if I live closer, let alone a small book, even a page can't be copied." ”

"There are more people who come and go to congratulate you, and that's what happens." The painting screen took the brush in her hand and gently cleaned the brushstrokes, "Childe has been away from Beijing for many years, and I finally returned to Beijing, and I don't know how long I will stay in Beijing." ”

"I hope we can stay longer." Song Suqing rubbed his wrist and said.

Whether it was in her previous life or in this life, she hadn't seen her brother for many years, so she naturally hoped that he could stay longer, and if she could, it would be good to stay in Beijing.

When she returned to her senses, she caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a shadow sweeping over the wall, and her eyes lit up: "Paint the screen." ”

Before the picture screen could reply, a familiar voice was heard.

"It's me."

With the voice came, it was Pei Muyao who came through the jungle.

Looking at him under the candlelight through the empty corridor, Song Suqing was stunned and then happy, the pace under his feet was a little faster, and the steps that greeted him rushed into his arms, and she raised her eyes slightly around Pei Muyao's waist, "Why are you free to come here today?" ”

"Got some free time." Pei Muyao lowered his eyes and stared at her eyes like bright stars, and his thin lips were imprinted on her forehead.

seemed to be a faint kiss but with a strong sense of affection, Song Xuqing subconsciously closed his eyelids and pressed against his chest, and the hands around his waist tightened a little.

The painting screen that followed behind stared and took a few steps back, shocked and relieved.

I don't know how long I hugged it, but suddenly there was a knock on the wall outside the courtyard, which woke up the two people in the courtyard.

Pei Muyao raised against the chin on the top of her head, stepped back a little, lowered his eyes to look at her carefully, and saw that her eyes were as clear as water, and the corners of her mouth with a smile rose a few points.

Song Suqing looked up at him through the candlelight, "No matter how busy you are, why don't you pay attention to rest, I heard you say that you have only rested for an hour in recent days, and you don't want to die?" ”

The green silk at the moment seems to be a little heavier than a few days ago.

Pei Muyao hugged her into his arms again, and the hand around her waist became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms, and smiled: "He will pass on the news, I order him to report his safety......"

"It's good that Qi An told me, otherwise you will hide it from me." Song Suqing raised her eyes and pretended to be angry and glared at him, cutting off his words.

There was a slight anger in his slightly angry tone, and Pei Muyao's eyes showed a faint smile, as if he was sighing and satisfied.

At this time, the sound of knocking on the wall sounded again.

Song Suqing broke free of his embrace slightly, his eyes swept over the dark wall without five fingers, "Be careful in everything, tell me if there is any change, don't hide me in the dark." ”

"Hmm." Pei Muyao bowed, "It's not far away." ”

Song Suqing understood what he meant by what he said was not far away, and a little nervousness flashed in her heart, but she didn't show it.

Silent for a moment, she stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on Pei Muyao's lips, and after only a moment, she took a few steps back and waved her hand: "You go." ”

Pei Muyao's eyes were deep, staring at her smiling eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Wait for me to pick you up." ”

Song Suqing nodded 'um' and waved his hand again.

Looking at the figure who disappeared over the wall, the smile in her eyes gradually faded, revealing a little worry, and she stood quietly in place for a long time without moving.

Qi'an outside the wall had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw his master come out, he arched his hand, and said with his clear eyes: "Master, there is news from the palace, Chen Ying is out." ”

When Pei Muyao heard this, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at him casually, and said, "Enter the palace." ”

From the moment Chen Ying left Chengtian Palace, he had already fallen into the sight of others, and he was concerned about the East Palace, which he had only made several turns to go.

When he arrived at the East Palace, Pei Yichen was in the study, and when the guards saw him coming, they looked behind him for a while, and only after making sure that there was no one else did they lead him in.

In the study, Pei Yichen was painting and outlining bamboo leaves, and he raised his head slightly when he heard the sound of the guards.

Chen Ying bowed and saluted: "Your Highness." ”

Pei Yichen glanced at him indifferently, lowered his eyes and continued the painting on the table, and asked unhurriedly: "Why did my father want Song Linxiao to return to Beijing." ”

"The minions don't know." Chen Ying saw that the hand of the person in front of him was holding the pen slightly, and hurriedly said: "The saint did not mention why he summoned General Song back to Beijing, but only mentioned that General Song had never handed over a letter to return to Beijing when he had been stationed in remote places all these years. ”

After finishing speaking, seeing Pei Yichen change to a brush with more slender strokes, Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said after hesitation: "It's just that there is one thing that I don't know whether to say or not." ”

"Say." Pei Yichen didn't raise his head.

"Although the saint only said today that he would summon General Song back to Beijing, in fact, he had secretly summoned the general back to Beijing for about half a ......."

'Da'

The sound of the pen hitting the table interrupted Chen Ying's words, and the breath that came from nowhere came overwhelmingly towards him, forcing his bowed body to bend a little again, and the broken sweat on his forehead slipped down to the base of his ears and dissipated across his neck.

Pei Yichen, who was stunned, picked up the pen, "Why did you come to report today." ”

Chen Ying knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head, and said in a trembling voice, "A few days ago, the matter of King Jingning caused the Holy Dragon Yan to be furious, and the servants and the master could not come when they were close to each other, so they dragged it to this day, and I hope that His Royal Highness will forgive his sins." ”

The hand in front of him couldn't help but shake his heart.

Pei Yichen glanced at him, "Go on." ”

Chen Ying's head was against the ground and he didn't dare to raise it, and tufts of sweat slipped down his forehead, "Not long after His Royal Highness left at noon, the Holy Lord summoned King Rui into the palace, and when the servant entered with tea, he vaguely heard the prince mention the matter of Shanzhou, and mentioned his name. ”

Pei Yichen stopped what he was doing, "Who." ”

Chen Ying's hand on the ground tightened, "Li Jin, Li Jin, who served the second prince many years ago." ”

Hearing this, Pei Yichen's eyes froze for a while, and he looked at the person kneeling on the ground fixedly.

Without looking up, Chen Ying could feel the unusually hot sight that fell on his body, so hot that his back was sweating, and he was about to soak his clothes, and there was a 'click' sound in his ears, which seemed to be the sound of the brush breaking, he pursed his lips, and his heart trembled.

Pei Yichen's eyes swept coldly over the shards poked into his palm, and slowly squeezed them, "Lone knows, you go back and continue to stare at it." ”

"Yes." Chen Ying's head was raised, and after taking a few steps back, he stopped, raised his eyes and looked at the prince with displeased eyes.

Pei Yichen knew what he was thinking, and said, "Your family will naturally be taken care of." ”

Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

After he left, Pei Yichen didn't retract his gaze for a long time, until Gu Qinning's figure appeared in his eyes, and he came back to his senses slightly.

Gu Qinning's eyes swept over the room, and there were no objects smashed in anger, and she walked in.

Pei Yichen stretched out his hand to her, "Why are you here?" ”

Gu Qinning raised his hand and fell into his palm, seeing the blood stains dripping from his other palm, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't answer and asked, "What's the matter with your hand?" ”

Pei Yichen glanced at her right palm with her worried eyes, and said indifferently: "I accidentally broke the brush, it's not a big deal." ”

Hearing this, Gu Qinning sighed slightly, "I'll go find medicine to bandage you." ”

"No, you don't." Pei Yichen took her hand and pulled her into his arms with a little force, "It's just a small injury, it's not in the way." ”

Gu Qinning's chin was against his chest, and his tender eyes narrowed slightly, "You say it's a minor injury every time, do you have to call it a serious injury when you and I met you?" ”