Embers

For the next few days, that man would go to Fengyue Pavilion every day to listen to Ember playing the piano, just one song, Ember would always stand silently in the old place, looking like I was the loneliest in the whole world.

The man also comes to him every day to listen to him play the pieces he "really wants to play".

Gradually, the two of them talked more and more, and Yu Jin seemed to gradually realize that he was actually a bosom friend, so she began to talk to him gradually, every time the man would listen carefully, and the two chatted more and more. The more speculative.

Half a month has passed.

A bright moon hung high and the night was as dark as water. In front of the steps, a young man in white and a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes stood opposite each other.

"I can meet you, I... I'm really happy. I've never met someone so close to me, and you are the first."

The man stared at the embers with appreciative eyes, but also concealed a trace of inexplicable emotion.

With a faint smile on the corner of Ember's mouth, she lowered her head slightly, pretending not to hear his erroneous self-proclaim, and said softly: "Me too... I always thought that people in the world were ignorant and couldn't understand my suffering, but I didn't expect I can meet Your Excellency. Every time I talk with you, I feel comfortable and full of meaning.”

The man laughed, approached and patted him on the shoulder calmly.

Ember didn't even change her expression, her eyes flickered, cold and bewildering.

"Yichuan..." The man sighed softly.

Ember stared at him.

"Do you know my name?"

Ember smiled slightly: "You don't seem to have told Yichuan, but Yichuan thinks, perhaps compared to a confidant, name is not very important."

The man couldn't help curling his lips: "But I want to hear you pronounce my name."

Ember raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice: "Okay."

The man stared at the embers, and said in a low voice: "Call me... Yu. The day is like the day, and the moon is like the night."

"Yu." Ember murmured the name in a low voice, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Guangyao means it, but it's a good name."

The man leaned over from behind him, and said with a low smile, "Before I met you, this name had never shone brightly. And when it was spoken from your mouth, I felt a halo."

Ember didn't move, her fingers seemed to be casually playing with the corner of the clothes.

"Yichuan...do you have a wife?"

The corners of Ember's mouth are slightly raised, isn't it true that you know it best?

But he still said naturally: "No."

The man asked tentatively: "Then, do you plan to marry?"

Ember raised her chin slightly, and said proudly: "In this world, no woman is worthy of me."

The man couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "You know, every time I see your proud appearance, I feel pleasing to the eye."

Ember seemed to be a little proud, but at the same time shy, she bowed her head and remained silent.

The atmosphere was just right, the man slowly raised his hand, and covered Ember's hand from behind, and slowly rubbed that hand with clear bones, white and slender but without any warmth.

In an extremely ambiguous posture.

Ember froze and did not move.

"Yichuan, I've been dreaming about you these two days."

Ember withdrew her hand calmly, lowered her head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "Yu, you and I are both men."

The man almost held him in his arms, and whispered into his ear, spraying his warm breath on his earlobe: "So what?"

"you……"

Ember tried to escape, but the man grabbed her wrist tightly.

"It's a man, so what, in this world, is there anyone more compatible than you and me?"

"Can……"

The man's eyes were deep: "Yichuan, don't lie to yourself anymore, you see, you don't actually resist me." After speaking, he placed a light kiss on Ember's ear.

Ember seemed to react suddenly, and broke away from him vigorously, and said in a confused way: "It...it's very late, Yichuan will leave first!"

As he said that, he left as if fleeing.

Only the man slowly raised his hand, caressing his lips, recalling the touch of the kiss just now, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.

Ember stumbled all the way to the corner of the street, entered the darkness, his footsteps immediately stabilized, and there was no expression on his face.

Mo Sui came out from the darkness.

"how?"

"It's done."

Ember's voice returned to the low voice of the past, with a hint of imperceptible coldness.

Mo Sui silently followed behind him.

Back at the inn, Ember immediately asked someone to fetch water for a bath, and it took a full hour before she came out.

Mo Sui was waiting for him at the door, and when he saw him coming out, he frowned calmly.

His ears were making him rub red.

Early in the morning of the second day, Ember pushed open the door and paused.

At the door, a man smiled slightly and was watching him.

"you……"

Ember looked surprised.Soon, someone seemed to have thought of something, and was about to close the door subconsciously, but was stopped by a man.

"Yichuan."

His hand held Ember's wrist firmly.

Ember struggled lightly, but didn't break away, looking at him in a panic.

"How did you find this place?"

The man smiled slightly, but did not answer, and asked instead: "You have been thinking about it all night, how is it going?"

Ember paused for a moment, lowered her head and said, "Emotional matters, how can it be child's play? Besides... you and I have only known each other for half a month."

The man pulled him into his arms with all his strength, sniffed the cold fragrance on his neck, and said, "Is it because I never told you that I actually fell in love with you at first sight."

Ember seemed to be taken aback.

"I'm not kidding, Ichikawa, I'm sure I'll never meet someone better than you in this life, so I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. Ichikawa," the man looked at him deeply, "I'm serious, I want to You will be my wife."

I want you to be my wife.

Ember's vision froze for a moment.

"One pair for life people?"

It seemed to be perplexed and murmured.

The man paused, looked at him firmly, and said, "If it's for you, I have no objection."

Ember didn't speak.

The man looked at him expectantly, the obsession and frenzy in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ember raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression: "Actually, I have doubts for a long time, but I always feel that name and identity don't seem to be that important to bosom friends."

The man laughed loudly, and when he had laughed enough, he approached him and whispered in his ear: "My surname is Shao."

The voice was low and hoarse.

In this world, who else is named Shao Yu?

Ember turned pale with shock, and lost her voice: "Huang..."

His lips were blocked.

The man savored the delicacy between his lips and teeth, wrapped his hands around his waist involuntarily, and gently rubbed his lower back.

Ember slowly closed her eyes, hiding the emotions in her eyes.

That night, Ember dreamed of Ye Bozhou again.

As usual, there are beautiful pear blossoms, secluded paths, and exquisite ancient pavilions.

He and Ye Bozhou sat on each side, staring at each other for a long time, neither of them spoke.

The next day, a gorgeous sedan chair appeared at the door of the inn without making a fuss, and Ember got into the sedan chair with Mo Sui's support, without any expression on her face.

"Hey, have you heard that the emperor actually took a man into the palace!"

Another court lady was shocked: "A man?"

"That's right." The palace lady said, "It is said that he is really a stunning man in the world! He is even more beautiful than a woman, and his Majesty is fascinated to death."

A court lady said jealously: "Cut, after all, he is just a man, and he can't give birth to a prince for His Majesty."

"That's right, and His Majesty is so old, and..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

When Fu Yan passed by, he collected all these words in a calm manner.

He couldn't help but think of Ember's letter.

The corner of the mouth was about to rise, but suddenly froze there.

"In the end, he must die in your hands."

"That's really a stunning man..."

His breathing became irregular.

Is it? !

As soon as he entered the gate, Ember began to observe the surrounding terrain calmly, and took note of every scene he saw.

He was placed in a magnificent palace.

Everything had been arranged long ago, and as soon as he sat down, someone brought good tea.

He tasted the tea expressionlessly, but unconsciously stroked the rim of the cup with his fingers.

There were very light footsteps coming from behind, and he pretended not to hear, and quickly adjusted a somewhat dazed expression.

Someone hugged him from behind.

He froze and said softly, "Your Majesty?"

"It's me."

The emperor's voice was full of complacency and gentleness, but it also had a touch of supreme majesty, which was very different from the easy-going past.

"Yichuan, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

He sounded genuinely happy.

Ember lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Really."

The emperor frowned slightly, and sighed, "Are you blaming me?"

"How dare Ye Yichuan blame the emperor?"

"Yichuan."

The emperor gently rubbed his chin against the top of his head: "It's my fault, but all these years, I've been so lonely by myself. It's not easy to have someone I like so much. I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will lose you. "

Ember said indifferently: "Could it be that in the emperor's heart, imprisoning a person forever is the way not to lose him?"

The emperor paused, and said in a low voice: "I am the king of a country, and I have a country to take care of. I can't follow my beloved like an ordinary man. I can only keep you by my side in this way. Yichuan, Don't blame me."

Ember didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, several concubines including the queen knew about "Ye Yichuan" and wanted to see what kind of guy he was, but they were all stopped by the emperor's people.

The whole afternoon, Ember leaned on the couch with a blank face, her eyes were slightly closed, she didn't know what she was thinking.

In the evening, the emperor's personal eunuch came and called him to the palace.

Ember nodded slightly, stood up, and hid the pill in her sleeve.

When passing through a dark path, Ember tilted her head calmly, and a purple figure was hiding in the darkness, listening to something.

Ember casually retracted her gaze, and strode away.

Behind him, the man listened for a while, and suddenly showed a shocked expression.