"Yunmo, are you okay?" Lu Wei stretched out his hand to hold down Zhao Qingyan, who wanted to get up, with a slightly worried expression, "You can rest for a while first." ”

Zhao Qingyan even omitted the action of nodding, closed his eyes and gasped for a moment, and only opened his eyes again when the pain in his body subsided slightly: "What are you asking?"

Lu Wei wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with a wet handkerchief: "All aspects." Your body doesn't look very serious, just rest for a while, I don't care much. I just want to know if you can't have a problem making such a fuss?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head tiredly: "There shouldn't be a problem." ”

Lu Wei roughly calculated and said: "It's been twenty-six days since you came back, which means that you have been grounded for twenty days, and they have also accompanied you for twenty days, so you are not afraid of fake dramas at all?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head and said in a low voice, "Pour me a bowl of water." ”

Lu Wei smiled helplessly: "You really make it calling." He poured out a bowl of lukewarm water and helped him to sit up.

Zhao Qingyan took two sips of his hand and then stopped drinking, and slowly lay back: "Thank you." ”

"No, I'm not used to being too polite. Lu Wei put the bowl back on the table and sat down on the stool again, "You pretend to be too similar, even I am scared." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled weakly: "It's not exactly pretending, it's because I'm uncomfortable." ”

Lu Wei looked a little surprised: "Uncomfortable?"

Zhao Qingyan tilted his head to look at him, and asked softly: "What's the matter?"

Lu Xi's smile faded a little: "I didn't mean that, just a little surprised." You always pretend not to care, and many times I always forget that it is all fake, it is all calm and indifferent that you pretend to be. ”

Zhao Qingyan blinked: "Actually, I was also very calm and didn't care, but I'm just a little tired now." When I wake up and rest, it won't be like this. ”

Lu Wei was slightly stunned, and then smiled slowly: "Yes, you're just a little tired, take a good rest." I'll come back to see you tomorrow. ”

Lu weeping. Zhao Qingyan called him, "If my father is outside, I will say that I have slept, let them go back first." ”

Lu Wei frowned, a little puzzled: "Why?"

Zhao Qingyan shrank his face into the quilt, and his voice was a little muffled: "I don't want them to see me like this now." ”

After a while, Lu Wei nodded: "Okay, I know, don't worry." ”

Walking outside the door and looking back, Zhao Qingyan had already turned around and faced the wall. Lu Wei shook his head silently, closed the door, and leaned against the wall next to the door.

"How is he?" King Qi said, his voice a little hoarse.

Lu cried: "He is fine, he has already taken the medicine, and he should be fine after a few days of rest." ”

King Qi closed his eyes and spoke slowly: "I just want to ask, is he all pretending?"

Lu Wei asked very dryly: "What does the prince think?"

King Qi said: "I don't think he pretended to be, at least not all." However, I still wish he was pretending. ”

Lu Wei laughed softly: "The prince also knows that it is just self-deception, why do you need to ask me?"

King Huan gritted his teeth regretfully: "I shouldn't have agreed to accompany him in this scene." ”

Lu Wei said lightly: "It's just acting, and it's not real." ”

King Huan smiled bitterly: "But even if you know that it's just a scene, it's impossible to convince yourself to ignore his pain......, right?" I was really shocked. ”

Lu Wei's eyes moved slightly, and he just whispered, as if he was saying to himself: "He's just drunk." ”

King Huan and King Qi glanced at each other and nodded silently: "Yes, he's just drunk." ”

Lu Wei smiled, straightened up, and walked out: "I'll wake up." ”

King Huan watched Lu Wei's figure disappear, then looked at the door in front of him, and asked after a while, "Won't the fourth brother go in and have a look?"

King Qi hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "He should have fallen asleep, don't disturb him, come back tomorrow." ”

King Huan nodded silently and replied in a low voice, "Yes, he should have slept." ”

King Qi looked at him: "Let's go?"

King Huan said, "Well, let's go." He took a deep look at the wooden door that blocked his vision, and said secretly in his heart: "Sleep well, it's probably over when you wake up—hopefully." ”

When they had been away for a long time, Zhao Qingyan sat up violently, walked to the door with everything that could be used to support his body, pushed the door out, and sat on the stone steps in front of the door.

The grass garden in the dark night was as quiet as usual, or it could be said to be dead silence.

"Why do you suddenly hate the night so much?" raised his hand, pointed his fingertips at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled slightly, "Such a beautiful moonlight, it's a pity that there is no good pot of wine." ”

"Singing when you get is resting, and being sentimental and hateful is also leisurely. There is wine today, drunk today, and sorrow tomorrow comes. Zhao Qingyan groaned twice, lay down on his back, and the corners of his mouth were arced with helpless bitterness, "Who can bring me a pot of wine?"

"What if you have wine? Who will drink with you in the long night?

"If you're drunk, you'll probably be able to get a good night's sleep, right? There's nothing better in the world than getting drunk, and being drunk can forget your sorrows, and there's nothing to be afraid of. ”

"And then wake up tomorrow and look at what you don't want to see, right?"

"I'm drunk, and tomorrow I still have the strength to open my eyes. I haven't had a sleepless night, and I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to stand up tomorrow. ”

"Drinking to escape only adds to the troubles and makes people laugh. ”

"Alone, where is the bystander? Laugh and let him laugh, drunk to get drunk and free and happy, what does he do so much?"

Zhao Qingyan muttered in a low voice, talking boring words to himself, and suddenly stopped his words after a while, and laughed: "After all, don't I even have a pot of wine?

Squinted, widened his eyes again, looked at the eaves above his head seriously, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Am I really still drunk......?" I'm drunk, so let's sleep. ”

"I'm really sleepy, let's sleep. He curled up, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

A figure slowly walked out from behind the tree not far away, hesitated for a long time by the tree, and then walked to Zhao Qingyan's side.

There was a lot of trouble before, Zhao Qingyan was really tired, his pale face made him look extremely haggard, his black hair was scattered on the stone steps, and his white thin shirt was slightly open, revealing a small piece of chest that was as pale as the fabric. The wide pants showed a corner of the bracket, and there were scars from the scratches of the bracket again and again.

Zhao Shu looked at this cousin who had always been stubborn with complicated eyes, slowly squatted down, reached out and gently brushed away the broken hair scattered on his cheeks, and carefully studied his sleeping face.

Soft eyebrows, straight nose bridge, thin blood-lost lips, you can also see the well-behaved and delicate appearance when you were young. There was still sadness and sorrow between his eyebrows, but there was a reassuring smile on his lips. The skin touched by the fingertips was cold, and if you looked closely on the forehead, you could see the blue color under the almost transparent white skin.

The coolness of his fingertips woke Zhao Shu up from his daze, and he sighed a little more when he looked at Zhao Qingyan. This person is no longer the soft little guy he used to be, he is already the Mo King of the Great Song Dynasty, and the only prince of the Great Song Dynasty who has been given the title of prince so far.

"You probably still hate me, don't you? hate me for doing this to you. Or are you wondering, why have I changed?" Zhao Shu covered his palm on his face as he was used to ten years ago, so that the coldness felt in his palm was clearer, and he spoke softly, saying it to his sleeping cousin and to himself.

"Yes, I have changed. I alienate you, even see you as a stumbling block, hurt you, and make you sad...... Instead of protecting you as I promised, I have always protected you, doing my best not to hurt you in any way. ”

"I admit that I broke my promise, but I never took my promise as a joke of youth, and I did keep it in my heart and intended to keep it. ”

Zhao Shu looked at his cousin who didn't answer and wouldn't answer, smiled bitterly, and took his hand away: "I'm not making excuses for myself - although it sounds very similar." I'm sorry, but I don't think I've done anything wrong. ”

"People always change. But at the end of the day, it's you who change first. ”

Zhao Shu stood up, went into the house to get the quilt, carefully covered Zhao Qingyan, and sat down on the steps beside him, pressing his arms on his knees, holding his face and looking at the stars in the sky.

"Brother Mo, I don't know if you remember, we used to sit on the roof and watch the moon and the stars in the sky. Yun Yi said that you are too many to count, you have to drink your second brother's strength, so he raised his head and counted until he counted until his neck, and then reluctantly admitted that your second brother was right. ”

"Later, you were about ten years old at the time? It was one of these summer nights, but the night was so hot that there was no wind. You must lie down on the stone steps to sleep, but if you are not in good health, the maids will naturally not agree - even if you are in good health, the dignified prince of Qi cannot sleep on the stone steps. In the end, he woke me up and made me promise you to sleep outside. I remember that I coaxed you a few words, and you went back to sleep very obediently. Well, yes, I agreed to sleep with you. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Shu couldn't help laughing: "Wouldn't it be hotter with one more person? I didn't sleep well that day when it was hot, but you slept soundly." ”

He turned his head to look at Zhao Qingyan, who was still asleep: "It's cold tonight, if you wake up, go back and rest early." You're not a child anymore, don't get sick again because of greed. He stood up, dusted off the soil on the hem of his clothes, and exhaled a long breath: "I'm leaving, and when you wake up tomorrow, I hope something will really change." ”

The footsteps are very light, and only after walking far away do you let go of the footsteps and leave.

Zhao Qingyan was still lying there motionless, sleeping peacefully, probably not hearing anything, still immersed in his dream.