Yuqiongyin

Xie Chenning looked at the dark night sky outside the window, her mind full of thoughts, and she suddenly thought of the dream she had a few days ago.

In the dream, the sunlight sprinkled on the imperial garden like golden threads, the flowers bloomed like brocade, and the butterflies danced gracefully.

The man beside her, Wei Ke, was wearing a moon-white robe and a jade crown. He was handsome and looked like an immortal. His eyes showed his inherent dignity and majesty, but when he looked at her, he was full of tenderness.

Xie Chenning was wearing a lavender silk skirt, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind.

The two walked side by side, and the breeze blew past, bringing bursts of floral fragrance.

He carefully brushed away the occasional fallen petals for her, and the doting in his eyes almost overflowed.

Xie Chenning immediately understood that he was the former Crown Prince and also her childhood sweetheart.

When this realization flashed through Xie Chenning's mind like a flash of lightning, countless fragments of memories seemed to be gently pieced together by an invisible hand.

Her gaze slowly fell on Wei Ke, and that familiar yet unfamiliar face became extremely clear at this moment.

Since childhood, they had played together within the palace walls. Wei Ke would always take her through the palace corridors, picking flowers for her and telling her stories from ancient books.

They strolled and played in the garden, as if they were the only two people in the world.

When she was tired, she took a rest under an old locust tree. She leaned on Wei Ke's shoulder, closed her eyes, and felt the breeze brushing against her cheek.

Wei Ke looked at her quietly, and gently smoothed her hair with his hands. When his fingers touched her forehead, he could feel the delicacy and warmth of her skin.

He looked at her peaceful sleeping face, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the love in his eyes was like the warm sun in spring, warm and hot.

At that time, they were innocent, and all they had in their eyes were each other's smiles and companionship.

After she came back, when she looked at Wei Ke, she only thought that he was the Crown Prince who could be her chess piece, but she never thought about the friendship between them.

Therefore, Wei Ke could only get closer to her little by little in his own way, trying to make her recognize himself again.

During the days in Kunning Palace, Wei Ke would inadvertently bring up some interesting childhood memories. Looking at Xie Chenning's slightly furrowed brows and thoughtful expression, his eyes were always full of anticipation and a hint of uneasiness.

At that time, Xie Chenning was very confused by Wei Lu's behavior.

She didn't understand why this Crown Prince was so special to her and why he always appeared when she needed him the most.

Afterwards, she felt that her emotions also became inexplicable. Sometimes her heart would beat faster because of his look, and sometimes she would feel happy or sad because of his words.

She understood now. He was looking forward to her remembering their past as soon as possible, but he was also afraid that she would never be able to remember it and would become a stranger to him from then on.

Fortunately, Xie Chenning remembered it now. She remembered the scene of them chasing butterflies in the imperial garden, remembered the tenderness of Wei Ke wiping away her tears, and remembered the promise they made together.

It turned out that those inexplicable emotions that she felt towards Wei Ke were all because she had forgotten him.

Wei Ke's feelings for her were even deeper and more persistent.

He had been waiting for the day she would remember.

Xie Chenning didn't know how to face him, he just lowered his eyes, his heart filled with guilt and uneasiness.

Forget it, let’s wait until he comes back from Qingzhou.

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Wei Ke rode a fast horse and galloped in the night.

He had wounds on his body, and the wounds were still aching, but in his heart he was only thinking about his promise to Xie Chenning, which was to return to Xie Chenning as soon as possible.

A few days ago, a war broke out on the border of Qingzhou. Wei Ke happened to need to go to Qingzhou, so he personally led his troops to fight.

On the battlefield, with swords flashing and life and death in a split second, Wei Ke was accidentally hit by an enemy's hidden arrow.

He endured the pain, commanded his soldiers to continue fighting, and finally won the victory.

However, after waking up from his coma, he didn't want to stay in the military camp any longer.

He was concerned about Xie Chenning, remembering the letter he had sent her before going to the battlefield and the promise he had made to her.

Wei Ke ignored everyone's dissuasion and rode back at full speed.

Along the way, Wei Ke endured the severe pain from his wounds and the fatigue that penetrated deep into his bones, but his eyes never wavered in the slightest, but became more and more determined.

After a long journey, Wei Ke finally arrived in the capital.

At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, so deep that it seemed to swallow up the entire capital. Everything was silent, except for the occasional breeze that gently rustled the leaves on the street.

Wei Ke climbed over the wall into the inner courtyard and pushed open the door carefully, fearing that any noise would wake up the sleeping person inside.

When Wei Ke's eyes fell on the familiar figure in the room, his heart, which had been hanging in the balance, finally settled down a little.

Xie Chenning was sleeping quietly in bed, the watery moonlight filtered through the carved window lattices, falling on her pretty face, as if covering her with a mysterious and charming veil.

The moonlight shone through the window onto her face, illuminating that beautiful feature, but there seemed to be a hint of sadness in her sleep.

Under the moonlight, Xie Chenning's beautiful face looked even more dreamy, making people involuntarily intoxicated by it.

He walked towards the bed step by step, like a pilgrim heading towards the holy place in his heart.

Wei Ke slowly approached the bed, reached out and gently lifted the curtain, then carefully sat on the edge of the bed. He just stared at Xie Chenning's sleeping face quietly, his eyes revealing endless tenderness and affection.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, everything around them no longer mattered, and it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

Wei Ke lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the soft hair with his fingers, his eyes full of love.

Then he gently held Xie Chenning's soft hand. The moment their skin touched, a familiar and reassuring warmth spread through his fingertips and spread throughout his body.

"Zhizhi...I'm back."

Wei Ke whispered softly. Even though he knew she couldn't hear him, he still couldn't help but tell her about what he had experienced in the past few days.

He told her about the hardships and difficulties he encountered on the road, the thrilling attacks he encountered from the enemy, and the days and nights when he missed her. How his deep longing for her came like a tide, almost drowning him...

Unconsciously, Wei Ke's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a helpless and long sigh.

He enjoyed this moment of peace and happiness, then slowly leaned down, and as if treating the most fragile treasure in the world, he kissed Xie Chenning on the forehead very gently.