【Xianze】The bright moon never shines

Li Chengze was the most difficult person Fan Xian had ever met.

All kinds of extravagant and licentious styles will not be repeated. I only know that the Second Highness has topped the list of celebrities in Kyoto by himself, so I know how beautiful he is. Confused whether he raised a prince or a princess.

But Emperor Qing just laughed it off, the prince and princess didn't care, as long as the whetstone was hard enough, nothing else mattered.

But no matter how capable Li Chengze is, how much he loves him, and how he hit it off, the hot little Mr. Fan in Kyoto still can't help but quietly do some insignificant things for him.

It's just that he did it too covertly, so Li Chengze, who was treated considerately, never knew about it.

But if you look carefully at the awkward words, the small movements that took advantage of the opportunity, and the small eyes that have nowhere to rest, you can understand that Fan Xian has treated Li Chengze sincerely.

It's also because the place is so barren, Li Chengze is just a flower that Fan Xian found by chance, but it blooms in a no-man's land with thorns on it. I don't know if the thorns have the poison that seals the throat with blood.

This pampered Second Highness was indescribably similar to him, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they fit together, but it was this hazy feeling that drew Fan Xian into it, becoming more and more immersed in this ambiguity.

But at the same time, the road was too bumpy, and the clouds and mists were full of murderous intent. Fan Xian didn't know whose knife was pointing at him. Because he couldn't figure out the bottom line, he set up defenses everywhere and was careful. He wanted to talk to him but was afraid that the confession would be in his hands.

Because of this contradiction, the whole relationship is very interesting.

In the eyes of a smart person like Wang Qinian, this model could be said to be a bit ridiculous, but he dared not say it because he was afraid that Fan Xian would deduct his remuneration.For Wang Qinian, a married man, two liang of silver is life.

But now seeing Mr. Fan, who is a little timid in his behavior and has a somewhat wretched temperament, lying on the roof, Wang Qinian doubts life while watching the wind, thinking in his heart whether he should not earn this money.

Forgive him for his bluntness, but he really doesn't understand what it is to lift a tile to watch the second prince eat hot pot.

And it's still broad daylight, although the second prince cleared the street, but you have such an obvious target lying on the roof, don't you take Xie Bi'an too seriously?

Fan Xian was also lucky, he really wasn't discovered, maybe the hot pot was really delicious, Li Chengze's happy appearance and the constant praise disturbed the mind of the fast swordsman, Xie Bi'an always looked at it like an old father Eat and drink with Li Chengze.

Seeing that Fan Xian was very serious, he was still chanting something like "I like to eat green vegetables, I can eat two pieces of meat, I'm a bit picky..." Such words seemed unnutritious to outsiders and even made people feel a little nauseated.

And Wang Qinian, as the No. 1 master Xiaofan, couldn't help but organize some emotional columns.

Finally, Li Chengze was about to finish eating, Fan Xian also flew down from the roof quietly, Wang Qinian couldn't hold his arm anymore.

"Master Xiao Fan, if you like hot pot, you can go down and eat it. The Second Prince certainly doesn't mind joining us..."

How can there be such a straight male species whose children are three years old and still so incomprehensible?Fan Xian complained to himself, then patted Wang Qinian on the shoulder.

"I personally prepared the hot pot base. Do I need to go to such trouble if I want to eat it? I'm not greedy for a hot pot."

I'm a little greedy for his body.

This sentence circled in his mind and was swallowed abruptly. Fan Xian changed to a decent and grandiose scene again.

"The water in the capital is deep, and it's difficult to gain a foothold. Neither the second prince nor the crown prince is a fuel-efficient lamp. I have to be careful." The more he thinks about this, the more he is right. It is indeed a true thought deep in his heart. .”

He had just been assassinated in Danzhou, and there were people who wanted his life one after another. Fan Xianlang was unrestrained but cherished his life. He couldn't afford to gamble, and he had to be careful even if he liked it.

This is a liking hidden in calculations, it exists in a very subtle way, and it is regarded as a weakness in the shadow of swords and swords, and it should not be easily shown to others.

What you said is very reasonable, but you don't have to sneak into the kitchen to make hot pot for someone, right?Is the emotional expression a little too real?

"Then His Royal Highness, do you still need to sneak into the East Palace to have a look?"

"No, I don't want to see it."

Wang Qinian frowned and wondered, shouldn't this investigation be comprehensive?Why are you paying attention or being partial?

Receiving Wang Qinian's doubts, Fan Xian shared the corner of his eye with the second prince who was waddling and walking on the street. To put it softly, it turned out to be a bit gentle.

"I hit it off with the second prince, now I just need to see if he is trustworthy, and nine times out of ten it is His Royal Highness who wants to harm me, why should I go find that uncomfortable person?"

In good conscience, Fan Xian is not a gentle person, he is only superficially smooth about many things, but he can't control his edges and corners, he loves the world and himself, he is shrewd and clever, he is like a duck to water in the court, but at this moment, He does have a special tenderness towards certain people.

This trial and error went all the way until Li Chengze invited Fan Xian to Zuixianju. Although Fan Xian didn't care about it, he was happy in his heart. This was a new olive branch thrown to him by Li Chengze. He was like a dove of peace. I also can't wait to do a backflip in the air to pick it up.

He also figured it out later, if Li Chengqian invited him, he would definitely not be so happy, and even think that the other party is sick.

But it was because he was really relieved and happy, that Niulan Street was like a mountain axe, which directly chopped his world into pieces.

The little bit of fan Xian's heart that had just let go was hoisted back to the sky. Once he came to this world, he could be down and out, but he couldn't owe anything.

He owes Teng Zijing his life, and he will never pay.

There is no way to forgive the culprit.

Wang Qinian and the others watched Fan Xian mature at a speed visible to the naked eye, and had more defensiveness. He didn't miss a suspicious person, including Li Chengze.

Never went to see him go shopping again, little Mr. Fan finally realized that this kind of behavior was a bit ostentatious, he chose a more concealed way, even Wang Qinian, who was around him every day, didn't know.

Fan Xian knew that Li Chengze's health was really bad, and when he was recuperating Lin Wan'er's body, he didn't forget about his pampered Highness. He quietly made a prescription according to modern knowledge, and the staff of the Procuratorate arranged it for the second prince's mansion. It's wonderful to test the drug.

Then it took effect very quickly, Li Chengze's body was indeed more energetic.

But there was no rumor about this kind of thing, and Fan Xian never showed up, so he really became a snail girl for a while.

This kind of back-and-forth caring is much more, although what he did was not noticed, the warmth in his words would overflow no matter how blocked, Fan Xian boasted that he hid it well, but Li Chengze still captured a little sincerity.

It is rare for Li Chengze to feel sincerity, and he will magnify this warmth, he really cherishes it.

The Second Highness, who had always given up others for himself, changed his temperament, and it was difficult for him to use his sincerity for a while, so he took advantage of the situation to let go of his heart to win him over.

But even so, he didn't dare to get too involved, and he still had to plan forward. After all, Li Chengze couldn't swallow his breath. He wanted to survive, so his goal could only be to seize the throne, kill the old dog with his hands, and let this The old fox knew how blind he was, so he threw him like a stone.

However, such contradictions did not seem to affect the progress of the relationship. The two actually seemed to be friends. They waited for people to pat their shoulders on the street and everything. is touch and go.

It seems that only one confession and heart-to-heart talk are needed before they can go to Wushan Yunyu together.

It's a pity that there was a deviation in this matter from the beginning. Fan Xian tried to probe with suspicion, and Li Chengze invited with distrust.

Feelings that are destined to be too calculated will not reach the end, the deeper the effort, the more earth-shaking it will be when it collapses.

Things developed to a certain point, and Chen Pingping and other fathers also gave Fan Xian the direction to choose, both openly and secretly. This state lasted until he was about to send Xiao En to Beiqi.

Fan Xian accepted the imperial decree, but it wasn't just for the sake of the internal treasury, more because he wanted to see if he could break through the fog to find the truth, and there was also a vague plan to retire the engagement.

He quietly watched Li Chengze lower his head and close his eyes, his eyelids were thin and tender, and the man shook his head slightly, as if he disagreed with his agreement to go to Beiqi.

Before leaving, he was hesitant to say anything, but was coaxed back by Fan Xian's cheerful reassurance that he was fine. Li Chengze nodded helplessly and left.

Fan Xian felt that Li Chengze was worried about him, so he was quite happy.

But the good atmosphere of Yating Pengjiu was ruined by Li Chengze's tossing the cup. Fan Xian didn't understand why the pavilion collapsed, but he looked at Li Chengze's back through the dust. No, I vaguely knew that there seemed to be some things that had to be considered for the worst outcome.

But Fan Xian couldn't believe it. He still followed his instinct and answered Chen Pingping and Lin Ruofu's question last before leaving the city.

"Okay, when I come back from Beiqi, I will vote for the second prince."

The young man smiled heartily, with the appearance of such a smart fox, he was always twisted and twisted, but at this moment he seemed a little clumsy without hesitation.

He got on the horse with anticipation, thinking that it would be Chunhe Jingming when he came back, so he walked leisurely into the distance against the twilight.

But things backfired, things in Bei Qi were very unhappy, it was difficult to recover, and there was no way out.

When he returned to the capital alive, there was no such thing as a heart-to-heart exchange. Li Chengze expressed his apologies.

He has no position to forgive the living Li Chengze for the dead.

This kind of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. Fan Xian entered the second prince's mansion ostentatiously. At first glance, the man's brows and eyes were all smiling but frosted. His body seemed to be carrying an indescribable burden, but there was no sense of disobedience at all, it only made Fan Xian feel that he was really pitiful and pathetic, and he was unfathomable despite his good looks.

But it was only a moment of heartache, Liao Yuan was angry, when he trampled Li Chengze under his feet, he even thought about it and let it all die together, it's over once and for all.

Destined to be an unhappy ending, Fan Xian still wished him to stop with pity, but Li Chengze seemed to have heard some joke, shook his head lightly, and refused without hesitation. It's not even clear who should ask for forgiveness.

He dropped the last sentence: I feel disgusted even if I look at you more than once.Then he fled.

These words were piercing Li Chengze's rock-like heart, he couldn't believe it after thinking about it, why did he feel disgusted?

Li Chengze really couldn't bear this sentence, so he opened a glass of wine that night, his alcohol capacity was not very good, he got very drunk after two or three times, and dreamed of a dark shadow coming over the wall in a hazy dream, and when he saw it clearly, he knew it It's Fan Xian.

What Fan Xian said in the dream, Li Chengze was no longer clear, but he could only remember one sentence, fermented in the strong aroma of wine, and the tone of his words seemed to be praying.

"I will keep you safe forever, can you stop?"

Li Chengze thought for a while, then nodded heavily.

"Okay, Fan Xian, then you have to protect me well."

As soon as the words fell, Li Chengze suddenly fell into a strong hug. The strength made him feel that his bones were a little numb, but the Second Highness, who was always afraid of pain, didn't complain at all. Touching the opponent's back, completely sank into the darkness.

——Okay, in the dream, I said according to my heart, I will believe whatever you say, no matter what.

When Li Chengze woke up, it was already bright, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol in the room. Wine pots and cups of Red Mansion grapes were scattered all over the floor. It seemed that he was very drunk, but he got up and sat there for a while, then he was relieved. smiled.

"Bian, send someone in to pack things."

When Xie Bi'an heard the sound and entered the door, Li Chengze was stretching his waist and exercising his muscles. It was difficult to connect the person who chased him away last night with him now.

"Your Highness, do you want to prepare some hangover soup?"

Li Chengze lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned his face and shook his head at him.

"No, I'm awake."

He smiled very happily, and it was rare that he didn't have any false calculations, like a child who received a gift he liked, Xie Bi'an counted his appearance in detail, he really hadn't seen it a few times.

"Just had a nice dream."

That was a very good dream, Li Chengze thought to himself, but unfortunately it was too fake, he dreamed of Fan Xian coaxing him so gently and hugging him so hard because he was obsessed with ghosts.

Li Chengze felt that he should cry after waking up from the dream, but no, he just smiled.

That was his eternally shattered dream, and it was the last time he experienced real warmth and care, all vented with a hug, even if it was just his self-deception.

This dream accompanied Li Chengze to the end. During this period, Fan Xian approached him twice, advising him not to continue. It was a losing game, but Li Chengze didn't get drunk again, so he refused again and again.

It is impossible to stop, but Nan Qiang has to go and see for himself. The person who has not been treated as a sharpening stone has not been ruined all his life, so there is no reason to persuade him to be tolerant.

But it was a foregone conclusion, the glass of poisoned wine fell into his throat, and Li Chengze recalled that dream again for no reason. He looked at Fan Xian standing not far away, and wanted to say something: Why don't you really hug me?

But he didn't dare to open his mouth until he died, and casually said the two wishes from the bottom of his heart, but the most important sentence was bitten, crushed, and swallowed forcefully. There was a slow silence in the cold blood.

Li Chengze felt uncomfortable when he left, and he didn't know that Fan Xian had secretly hugged him once until he died.

Not his dream.

That day Fan Xian left with anger in his arms, met Wang Qinian on the way, and without saying a word, he dragged Mr. Wang to drink, wanting to get drunk and relieve his worries like his predecessors.

Fan Xian drank to his heart's content, but Wang Qinian didn't dare to drink much for fear of something happening. When half of the wine was over, he watched Fan Xian drop the flagon, collapsed on the table and muttered to himself.

Wang Qinian thought he was angry with the second prince, and he should be cursing in a low voice, so he didn't listen carefully.

But in fact, what Fan Xian said was that I didn't feel sick, I was just uncomfortable.

The more he talked, the more difficult it was to unravel. Although Fan Xian was a good drinker and saved some sense, he was already half-drunk. He couldn't help getting up because of the drunkenness. Regardless of Wang Qinian's obstruction, he stepped directly onto the moonlight and turned into the second prince's room. government.

Wang Qinian thought to himself that there would be no fight if it was broken, and at the same time he was familiar with the way to give others a warning, thinking that he would rush in as soon as there was any movement.

When Fan Xian entered the room, he saw the mess of the room. Li Chengze was sitting in a pile of wine, already looking drunk, he raised his eyes in confusion, looked carefully for a long time, and suddenly his voice was hoarse as if he was pleasantly surprised.

"coming?"

The look of bending his eyes and tilting his head made him appear to be confused.

This look was imprinted in Fan Xian's eyes, and he felt that Li Chengze was obedient like a cat waiting to be picked up, looking up at him, the moonlight shining on his face made it look softer.

Fan Xian couldn't find out what he was questioning during the day, so he could only walk to Li Chengze and sit on the ground in a dull mood, and snatched his wine glass.

Li Chengze, who had been robbed of his hand, didn't get angry either. He turned to look for the jug, and carefully pushed it in front of Fan Xian, indicating that he could drink whatever he wanted.

Then she hugged her knees and looked at him carefully, blinking her eyes, earnestly trying to burn this face into her heart.

How could it be such a pitiful look? After drinking a glass of wine, Fan Xian suddenly felt a little drunk, so he looked back at him, calm and illusory, and wentssiping as usual, scolding Emperor Qing from the Red Mansion.

I can't tell which is a dream, the aggressiveness in the daytime or the warm chatting now.

A few times in his mind, Fan Xian finally couldn't help asking him again if he could stop.

I thought it would be a rejection like a day, but I didn't expect Li Chengze to agree with a nod and a smile.Like a ferocious beast retracting its claws, it was defenseless.

Fan Xian couldn't help hugging him, wanting to rub him into his arms, the love that had been frozen into ice became hot again, he thought, that's great, it's good to just stop at this moment.

Fan Xian has forgotten how he went back, he only remembers holding Wang Qinian's hand on the street and feeling like he was laughing happily, his heart was full of words, he just kept saying: I can protect him, everything is fine, there is hope up.

But Wang Qinian just replied him.

"My lord, why are you crying?"

That's right, why are you crying, because Fan Xian also knows that it's drinking, and it's probably a lie.

Later, he didn't give up, he tried to persuade Li Chengze twice, and went to help him out of boredom. He still wanted to save him, but he couldn't help it. This road was a dead end from the beginning.

He can only have a glass of poisoned wine, and the lover who has trapped him all his life has a final imperfect consummation.

Some memories were blurred with Li Chengze's departure, but there really was a very warm night.

That night, the old and fresh moonlight flowed through the bricks, treetops and the crushed love between the two.

At that time, both of them were hazy, but their drunkenness was different. Li Chengze was soaked in wine, while Fan Xian, who was half drunk and half awake, was still obsessed with the night.

When your eyes are drunk, you don't need to see, if your ears are drunk, you don't need to listen, and if your mind is drunk, you don't need to think.

Since I am happy to sneak in, why not take advantage of the trend and become the smartest fool?

Anyway, the moon is not ashamed.

For Fan Xian, the hug he took the initiative to offer was more like an instinctive reaction. After one night, there was great joy and great sorrow. After time passed, he was a little dazed, did he really embrace that thin and tough bone? .

And Li Chengze directly confirmed that it was a dream of his own. He couldn't explain how absurd it was. He still couldn't believe that this hug with all his strength really existed.

This is the first and last hug, a confession and a farewell.

Only the moon knows, but the moon can't speak.