【Xianze】The bright moon never shines

Before the dawn, even the dream will not be happy.

Fan Xian wanted to go to the yard to get some air, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a search warrant lying on the ground, with the words vine and catalpa on it, obviously it was released by his angry father to remind him.

There was no way, his emotions suddenly lost control, he didn't finish his sentence but the matter was still lingering, Fan Xian felt that the water in the capital was too deep, he couldn't breathe as soon as he came in, he had no purpose and no fighting spirit, so he wanted to find His grape boy then really lived a peaceful and happy life.

After returning to the room, he made a cup of tea and drank it slowly. He sat casually and even bent one leg. Sure enough, Teng Zijing came in the morning light. Fan Xian scratched his head for this infuriating and tragic story, vaguely as if heard.

In his heart, he only thought that the unfortunate people in the world might have the same experience, but when he looked at that somewhat upright face, he felt inexplicably guilty, and almost without any hesitation, he agreed to help him steal those documents.

Teng Zijing staggered to his feet, and almost kowtowed three times to Fan Xian, who helped him up and sent him off with good words of relief.

The room fell into silence again, the sky was already bright, but there was still some time before breakfast, and it was all right, Fan Xian remembered that real dream again.

Fan Xian felt that this dream was strange. He couldn't figure out what was illusory, and he couldn't touch it every time. He lived freely and happily, and after thinking about it once, he didn't think of anything deeper. .

At the moment when he was empty of thoughts, he kept calling out his sins and sins, and he was rude to his grape boy, why did he even copy his house when he met in a dream.

This must be because Fan Jian, an unreliable father, has pulled a lot of tricks on him and scared him out of the shadows.

But under this fantasy setting, Fan Xian can accept all kinds of weird and weird stalks, and he suddenly realized that it might be because God was afraid that he would not find Mr. Grape, and then sent him a hint.

The second prince of the Qing Kingdom, it is necessary to take a closer look, maybe there is such a good thing as Prince Shang.

After fantasizing for a while, he even thought of what kind of candles to light in Mrs. Grape's bridal chamber, but he was suddenly startled and couldn't think about it anymore. If he thought about it again, he would have to make a mosaic. Holding the table with a wretched smile, he got up.

On the first night in Kyoto, I actually slept on the table. I didn’t feel anything just now, but now I also feel some back pain. He got up together and did a set of radio gymnastics. He was just about to lower his waist and practice. With his back strength, Fan Sizhe outside the door began to chatter.

It is more cheerful than a bird.

Fan Xian ignored him, but picked up the box where the grapes were placed and kissed him twice, the movements were as big and weird as a husky gnawing on a bone.

Then he carefully put it next to the pillow, covered him with a small quilt, and then yawned and walked out. As soon as he went out, he bumped into his silly brother with an impatient look on his face.

"Hurry up and have a meal, young master, I will take you to see the world today."

There was an uplifting tone in these words, the same tone as a cross talk.Fan Xian understood in an instant, and he still had to see the world, so it was almost okay to make a fool of himself.

He's clearly a hamster with the brain but pretends to be a little fox. In front of a peerless goblin like Fan Xian, he looks like a streaking idiot.

Seeing Fan Jian again after a night, Fan Xian didn't know if he had digested the meal last night, but the old father was obviously still in a bad mood. Cheerfully served a bowl of soup.

After all, if he wants to marry Mrs. Putao in the future, this is his father-in-law. He has to help lay the foundation of the relationship between husband and wife first.If the relationship is not harmonious, then he must be standing next to the immortal, and I don't know whether Fan Jian's mental endurance is really good after being an official for decades, and whether he will get a heart attack from anger.

After leisurely eating an exquisite breakfast, he didn't know why Fan Jian beat Aunt Liu yesterday, but his enthusiasm turned to a peak. Fan Sizhe's kindness made Fan Sizhe jealous, and he wondered if Fan Xian was his real brother.

Fan Xian doesn't know anything else, only he is proficient in acting, and he is used to human relations. The connection between your sentence and my sentence is just right, and he is deeply involved in the play, but the subject matter and background are a bit embarrassing.

After accepting the loving gaze and rolling eyes all the way out the door, Fan Sizhe watched Fan Xian get into the car, like watching a sheep enter the pen, and laughed out two rabbit teeth, but then he saw Fan Ruoruo glanced at him. After taking a look at him and getting into the car, he swallowed unconsciously for a moment.

"I... sister, you go too? Then I will drive for you two."

"Hey, you are the young master, how can you drive a car? I brought back a follower from Danzhou. He is the best at driving. Just come if he comes."

Fan Sizhe still wanted to struggle to the death, Fan Ruoruo tilted his head to look at him, and glanced up and down, with such a gentle gaze, Fan Sizhe felt like being lingering for a moment.

"...Hey, okay."

He had never been so embarrassed since he was born, Fan Sizhe listened to the screams of his poor thugs outside, laughed uncomfortably twice and broke out in sweat.

But this kid's mind is very simple. Although the thugs didn't make Fan Xian look bad, they made him feel embarrassed. He dragged his steps upstairs to eat sullenly, but the moment he heard "Dream of Red Mansions", he immediately revived with a carp full of blood, on the spot A grand picture of a commercial exhibition was launched.

Fan Xian was amused by him, and thought it was really interesting, but before he could slow down, Guo Baokun, the more interesting son of Shangshu, appeared on the stage with his invisible scapegoat on his back.

Teng Zijing's eyes looked like machine guns, if there were bullets, Guo Baokun would have been a sieve.

Stopping Teng Zijing, who was about to chat about his teenage madness, Fan Xian watched the three idiots below put together a show. Compared with this, it seemed that Fan Sizhe was a little cute.

In terms of domineering, no one can compare to Fan Xian, the open-minded person. He added a small test of skill at the intersection and almost made Guo Baokun lose his temper. He even quoted two classics while he was enjoying himself. People froze for a moment, at this time even Fan Xian himself felt that he had just taken the script of the male protagonist of Goldfinger, he was so handsome, and secretly lamented that it would be great if he had a mobile phone at this time, so that he could spread his heroic appearance Hey, it's best to let his Grape Boy see it, and then embrace the beauty, and make a good story through the ages, beautiful and beautiful.

Guo Baokun was about to cry, and almost called his father for help in the street.

One side was thinking about some bloody romance drama, and there was idle applause over there. Guo Baokun in front of him seemed to see a savior, his eyes lit up, his posture was steady but his face was terrified, and he ran over to salute. Fan Xian glanced and saw a young man in a white robe walking down the steps, his eyes still open as if he hadn't woken up.

Li Hongcheng didn't care whether Fan Xian saluted or was honorable or not, he just sincerely extended the invitation. After all, he is also a tool man at this moment, although he can develop into a god assist in no time.

But the invitation was genuine and sincere, not for anything else, I just thought it would be interesting for this person to attend the poetry meeting, he liked it the most, not to mention that Fan Xian's sister was really beautiful.

Fan Xian didn't pay attention to this, but keenly grasped the key point, this is the royal family, no matter whether the second prince is related to Mr. Putao, at least he might be able to see clearly without having to bother to enter the mansion.

Moreover, there are countless literati and poets at this poetry meeting, so it is a good time to hunt them down.

He agreed to the invitation on the spot, regardless of whether it was a Hongmen banquet or not, anyway, he just wanted to go there for Mr. Grape.

Walking back unsteadily, it was a wonderful mood all the way, especially when Fan Sizhe looked at Fan Xian with eyes that seemed to be shining, this is not brother, this is a cash cow.

The silly brother is easy to coax, so Fan Sizhe agreed to help pretend to be him with a few casual words, and Fan Xian also went to the Procuratorate immediately, thinking to settle the matter for Teng Zijing, and inquire about the second prince by the way.

Fan Ruoruo looked all the way to see Fan Xian walking away, and then turned to look at Fan Sizhe who looked wretched and cowering.

"what do you wish to ask?"

"Sister, Fan... No, brother, where are you going?"

Fan Ruoruo was as clever as a little fox, curled her lips, her eyes were shining, she was still immersed in her brother's great love.

"Brother must have gone to find his sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law? That princess, this is not easy to see. Maybe the Lin family will call it out."

Fan Sizhe was in a hurry, and was about to get out of the car to stop Fan Xian on the spot. After all, his physical injury was a minor issue, and it was a major issue if he was damaged and couldn't publish a book.

"Come back to me." Reaching out and pulling Fan Sizhe back, Fan Ruoruo straightened up, acting like a lady, "How can I fall in love with a princess who I haven't even met? Sister-in-law, he fell in love at first sight." Mr. Grape."

Fan Sizhe's little head was stunned immediately, why is this still a young master?So although his brother seems to be quite at ease, he can't be so bohemian, right?

"That's right, young master." Fan Ruoruo glanced at him resentfully, and then said as a matter of course, "As long as brother likes it, so what's the matter, young master."

Hey, hey, it's okay, you two are close, you just treat me as a decoration that popped out from the cracks in the rocks.

Fan Sizhe didn't dare to say anything, he muttered a complaint that he didn't understand for a while, and then he shut up honestly.

After arriving at the mansion safely on this journey, the car of Lin's mansion stopped at the door. Ye Linger, the heroine in red, personally stopped her. For Lin Waner, she asked to see Fan Xian by name.

Fan Ruoruo is used to the big scenes in the book, she doesn't panic in the slightest, and is polite when she goes down. The above Fan Sizhe gives herself psychological hints over and over again: I am Fan Xian, I am Fan Xian, I am Fan Xian, I like the young master, I like the young master...

Seeing that Fan Ruoruo couldn't hold on anymore, his good brother Fan Sizhe immediately rescued him, but it was not convenient to open his mouth, because he just came back from the outside and was in love with a young man.

In order to increase the authenticity, Fan Sizhe also imitated two obscene laughter, one person divided into two roles, and one person finished a double-mouthed cross talk.

Ye Ling'er was so angry that she almost tore down the car, but fortunately she was called away in time by Lin Wan'er's soft voice.

When Fan Ruoruo lifted the curtain of the car, Fan Sizhe was playing happily and had already hugged himself.

I, Fan Ruoruo, a talented girl from Kyoto, have a wise and powerful elder brother, but why do I still have this silly, bubbling younger brother?

And this Fan Xian actually felt that the future was bright and was happy, but that Li Chengze was already suffering from a terrible headache.

Hearing Li Hongcheng say the same words as in his previous life, he couldn't even watch the Dream of the Red Chamber anymore.

He was sent to follow Fan Xian, but that was also because he was afraid that Fan Xian would act as a demon again and plant some hidden dangers, and then he would be so disgraceful, disgraceful and unhappy in the end.

But he didn't expect Li Hongcheng to invite him to the poetry meeting again.

He did it on purpose last time, but this time Li Chengze didn't dare, he really didn't say anything, unexpectedly he walked the same path.

Just being carried here, the clues are different from before, but there is a clever coincidence. Li Chengze put down the book and rolled up his wide sleeves. He got up and stepped on the cold ground with his bare feet, walking back and forth for two steps.

"Your Highness, you like the Red Chamber written by Fan Xian, and he may take over the internal treasury in the future. Would you like to meet at Shihui?"

Hearing this, Li Chengze turned his face sideways, moved the corners of his mouth and couldn't hold back a self-deprecating laugh, then raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and suppressed all expressions, and raised his head again with a peaceful and innocent look.

Li Hongcheng saw that the smile was too cold, but for his own coldness, he didn't satirize anyone but seemed to be mocking himself. His red lips and white teeth were still good-looking, but it made people feel that he was actually pitiful.

I don't know which sentence I said wrong, but I thought the poetry meeting would not be going. Li Hongcheng was thinking about finding a step to get off, but he didn't expect that Li Chengze flicked his sleeves and squatted down in front of the table, holding the red building to cover his face .

Although he was sitting like Emperor Qing said, his back was straight every time, and his posture was fine.

"I'll go. Clear the lake center pavilion, don't let anyone get close then."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Hongcheng to reply, he threw a grape into the entrance and waved his hand to signal that he could go out.

Li Hongcheng didn't dare to say anything more, so he bowed his hands and bowed, and closed the door intimately. After Li Chengze heard the sound of the door closing, he put a line of "Dream of Red Mansions" on the table, and lowered his eyes. With some red eyes, he was fascinated by the tea in the cup.

There are always some things that cannot be avoided. Seeing sooner or later is always seeing. Avoiding in this muddy water is never a complete solution. Since this opportunity is given, then Li Chengze is not afraid. He stretches out his hand to catch hot or cold It doesn't matter. It's not that he didn't suffer in his previous life. Although he is still afraid of pain, it doesn't matter.

He was born in this position, everything is like a passing smoke, coming and going with a smile on his face, once he wakes up from the dream, everyone is gone, this inexhaustible suffering, this pain like a knife step by step, no matter what he has to bear rise.

And he still harbors most of his selfishness, that is the person he wants to avoid but can't help but take a second look.

He still wants to walk a long, long way alone in the dark, and he will never end up, but Li Chengze still comforts himself now, and he can't help himself.

Fan Xian was nearby, but he was about to go to another place to meet him, so it didn't matter to meet him, he just wanted to keep him entertained, and it was enough to prevent Fan Xian from catching him.

At first, Li Chengze admired Fan Xian's talent, but later he liked that kind of wanton joy. In the end, he directly felt that this person was good in every way, even if he was evenly matched, it was rare for him to care.

In his hopeless night, he turned into an untouchable moon.

He didn't have thousands of lights, only the bright moon hanging far away in the sky.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the Poetry Fair. Fan Xian specially prepared a bunch of souvenirs for the prince, and then hurriedly hopped into the hall wearing the clothes he had met for the first time in the Qing Temple.

Damn it, Guo Baokun was too distracting, Fan Xian pushed him aside like a chicken, and started looking at everyone who attended the poetry meeting.

"Are these the only ones?" After walking back and forth twice to make sure there was no Mr. Putao, Fan Xian raised his head and walked anxiously in front of Li Hongcheng, "By the way, is the Second Prince here?"

Li Hongcheng was stunned, this person should not have entered any doors when he suddenly came to the capital, why did he open his mouth to ask the second prince.

But he felt that this was not a bad thing, so he nodded and sold out his Second Highness directly.

"The Second Highness is in the Huxin Pavilion, and will not show up at the poetry meeting."

Hearing this, Fan Xian immediately went out, and the moment he turned around, it was Guo Baokun's silly face again, insisting that he was afraid of a sarcasm, Fan Xian almost became domineering on the spot, but just raised his face hand, the prince interrupted, officially announcing the beginning of the poetry meeting.

There was no way, try to avoid embarrassment, and must create a good image of yourself. Fan Xian sat down impatiently and listened to the two of them reading a poem that was not bad, and then stood up and zoomed in.

He didn't have seven steps, and he wanted to write directly with a wave of his sleeves, but Li Chengze, who was hiding outside the door and probed quietly, saw it clearly.

Not long after the poetry meeting started, Li Chengze began to quietly listen to the corner of the wall, tilting his head when he heard the choking sound, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Li Chengze has always wanted to see the beginning of Fan Xian's fame, and how he wrote the poems that spread all over the world. He didn't have time in his previous life. If he wanted to survive, he would have no time to care about love affairs. Every step is calculated, but now he is here. But long-cherished wish.

If there was really no big movement, Li Chengze finished the question in such a simple way, took up his hands, shrugged, not feeling any disappointment, turned around and walked towards the Huxin Pavilion amidst the noisy praise behind him.

This time Xie Bian was not followed, when he returned to the Huxin Pavilion, Xie Bian was still looking around uneasy, Li Chengze patted him on the shoulder indifferently, then kicked off his shoes, regardless of the weather, he still squatted barefoot on the cushion like a cat, Picked up the red building to see.

Fan Xian said harsh words as soon as he wrote the pen, and then no matter what, he confessed that this poem will be the only one in this poem, and no one can match it.Such arrogant words left everyone speechless, and Fan Xian couldn't wait for the politeness, so he rushed out, took two decent steps inside the door, and ran straight away as soon as he went out, walking all the way. Head towards the Huxin Pavilion.

He was too anxious at that time, so he didn't think about it carefully, why he knew where he was going even though it was his first time visiting the Shizi Mansion, and he didn't know how many lakes there were in the Shizi Mansion.

That place seemed to be engraved in his mind, Fan Xian didn't think about it at all, and walked forward almost instinctively.

When he stopped, he saw a touch of green in the pavilion in the middle of the lake through the bonus, and felt that the world was black and white, and that became the only color.

He was a little nervous for no reason, and the thick-skinned him actually calmed down several times before he dared to move forward.

Just now he put a decent and handsome smile on his face, when he was stopped by a cold-faced guard, his smile froze instantly, and he slowly pushed his sword away an inch.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

Xie Bi'an naturally had nothing to say to him, Li Chengze explained that no one is allowed to be put in, and Xie Bi'an felt that this kid had malicious intentions at first glance.

Fan Xian broke into a sunny smile again, and waved his hand to signal that he could go.

Then he turned around and took two steps, turned around sharply at the moment Xie Bi'an retracted his sword, and ran forward at the speed of avoiding Uncle Wuzhu's stick. When passing by Xie Bi'an's side, he bent down and skillfully avoided the unsheathed sword. Without any pause, even without time to catch my breath, I ran all the way to the pavilion, and only when I put my hands on the desk did I seem to come alive.

Panting heavily, Fan Xian looked at Li Chengze. The man was wearing a green robe with silver-edged patterns, and his wrists looked extra slender this time.

Li Chengze had just picked a grape and before he put it in his mouth, he was startled and froze.

"You eat, you eat, you continue to eat, I like watching people eat grapes the most."

As soon as Fan Xian finished saying this, he wished he could pull his head off. After studying for so many years, he actually said this stupid remark at such a critical time.

I couldn't eat any more, so I put the grapes back into the cup with my white jade-like fingers.

"It's so courageous, dare to break through."

Fan Xian smiled cheekily, disregarding that Xie Bi'an's sword was already on his neck, he picked up the grape that Li Chengze put down just now and threw it into his mouth.

"sweet."

Li Chengze didn't bother to pay attention to him, and waved his hand to make Xie Bian back down, while Fan Xian stared carefully at the appearance of Mr. Grape, there was nothing wrong with that man, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, thin and red eyelids, attractive lips even without a smile, and delicate chin It seems that it can be clasped with one hand, and it is alluring from the hair to the slender and fair neck.

Fan Xian felt that this was indeed the second time he saw the second prince, but he took a deep look at it at a glance. Through this thin body, he saw the stubbornness and stubbornness in his heart, and knew that this person would do it for some things if he didn't bow his head. Desperately hit the south wall.But Fan Xian didn't know what to think, but he clearly understood that he was like this not because he had nothing to worry about, but because he had nothing to rely on.

Such a person, why don't you want to hurt him.

Fan Xian paused, and continued to speak regardless of Li Chengze's indifferent attitude.

"It's not in Qing Temple, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Li Chengze knocked the Dream of the Red Chamber in his hand on the table, looked up at him, actually his heart was full of turmoil, but his face was always calm and joking.

"It's true that you wrote the Red Mansion, but you don't have to use Bao Dai's first encounter to get close, right?"

He was choked abruptly, and Fan Xian didn't care about it, he just thought this man was as cute as a cat, every word, deed, and glance made people unable to take his eyes off him, he was charming everywhere, but he wasn't feminine at all. It's a natural blend of beauty.

A gentle gust of wind blew between the two of them, brushing the hair on Li Chengze's forehead a couple of times, and then a little strand of hair blocked the spring-like eyes that seemed to hide mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Fan Xian couldn't hold back, and almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to brush his hair. The moment his fingertips touched that face, Fan Xian felt as if it had been a lifetime ago, and it was a little hot. Instead, he directly touched the buckle on the side of his face, caressed the eyelashes with his thumb, and felt pampered and smooth between the tentacles, which made people love it.

Li Chengze was confused by his movements, he even forgot the movements for a while, and let him act like frivolous ones.

But in fact, Fan Xian felt that he was masturbating a cat.

"Your Highness, do you believe in love at first sight?"

He made Li Chengze sober with these words. Fan Xian said the same thing last time, and in turn, he had a god-given marriage. Li Chengze didn't want to hear this kind of heart-wrenching story a second time. Fan Xian answered the second sentence.

"I didn't believe it before, but I have believed it since I met you."

Fan Xian looked straight at Li Chengze, his suppressed eyes were as earnest as weeping blood. However, this setting was completely different from what Li Chengze thought. He only opened his eyes slightly, and his pupils trembled even in astonishment.

"All the beautiful people in this world have their own style, but they are not as expensive as you."

The words that came to his lips casually made Fan Xian say it out of love, and Li Chengze finally came back to his senses.

He opened his lips a few times, and finally sent a hoarse and low voice from his throat.

"Bian, cut off his hand for me."

Xie Bi'an next to him couldn't hold back for a long time, thinking what kind of thing this kid is so unafraid of death, as a guard, he can only watch his master being molested, it's really aggrieved, even if the master seems to be willing, that's not okay ...

He had already stabbed Fan Xian several times in his heart, no, as soon as he received the order, he immediately walked over with his sword eager to try.