Zhu Lan is dead

The rain dripped from the eaves, and the Qingping Pond opened. The weather here seems to seldom have the hot sun in the sky, and most of them are cloudy.

The yamen guard who guarded him every day seemed to have gradually figured out his habits, knowing that he would come to this Poguan to sit once or twice every few days, so he simply didn't bother to keep an eye on him and let him go freely.

It's just that there are still shackles on his hands, and this is the only thing that cannot be slack.

He just sat quietly with a dry lamp, as if he had noticed something, he slightly opened his eyebrows, "Since you're here, why bother."

The man on the eaves smiled when he heard the words, and then jumped down steadily while stepping on the wet tiles.

A man dressed in plain clothes and wearing a fox fur felt hat, with bright eyes, yawned casually and said, "Since the lord knows, why didn't you tell me earlier, I've been hurt by the wind and rain for the past few days... "

Yu Changqi turned around to look at him, with some hesitation on his innocent and handsome face, "Yu Zhenting."

Yu Zhenting looked at him and smiled humbly, "If the prince is not used to this name, you can call me Falan."

"It's really you." He supported the stone table and sat down slowly, "You hid so deeply in Da Zhou, and now you suddenly show up, what's your intention?"

"It's time for me to go back." Yu Zhenting walked towards him and sat down at the other end of the stone table, "Since the matter has been settled, I came here just to think about something, to say goodbye to the prince."

"I'm not familiar with you."

Hearing the words, he smiled openly, quite casually and boldly, just raised his eyebrows and said: "Young Lord, don't speak so clearly, I guess you have one thing in mind all the time."

Yu Changqi looked at him.

"A prisoner who was pardoned came to this Taoist temple back then, and he and I are old acquaintances."

With a frown, he said, "Have you seen him?"

Yu Zhenting simply didn't hide any more, and opened the skylight to speak frankly, "Not only did I know him, but I even buried him when he died."

"..."

He walked deviously through the courtyard wall of the Taoist temple and the through-room with only ruined walls, and finally stopped at a place where many shrines were built.

Yu Zhenting stood there hesitating for a long time, as if he was looking for something, and finally took out a clay pot behind a plastered statue.

He stared at the clay pot in front of him for a moment, suddenly a little unbelievable, but before he could reach out to take it, the next moment, the man in front of him slapped off the mud-sealed lid of the pot, sniffed it closely, "Well, Fortunately, this wine is still drinkable."

"..."

It wasn't until he followed Yu Zhenting to a small forest and stood still in front of a slightly raised grave that he finally confirmed it.

There is no tombstone in front of the tomb, only the grass is left, and the surrounding trees are towering with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering this shady place. Looking at it from a distance, one feels desolate.

"When I was still a monk in Puxiang Temple, I ran into him once. Because of an unintentional mistake, I didn't expect to become friends in the end..."

He stared blankly at the short grave, but his heart was at a loss. He just didn't expect, he didn't expect that the person he had been waiting for for so many years was right in front of him, beside him...

"How...how did he die?"

Yu Zhenting looked at him and sighed helplessly, "It's time to ask you."

"My lord never thought that it would be the people around me." Yu Zhenting walked towards him, "The person who killed him was Zuo Yi, who wanted him to die..." He smiled suddenly, "Isn't it the one you Mingmei is marrying?" Princess?"

"..."

"I didn't have time to save him when he died, but it's just a predestined doom. According to Buddhism, it's fate..." Yu Zhenting reached out to poke his heart, "And all of this is due to you. If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't be in this situation."

As he said that, he suddenly picked up the clay pot and sprinkled the wine inside on the grave, "This is the last time I will pay respects to him, and I will never set foot in the Central Plains again."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the clay pot was knocked to the ground by him, shattered into pottery fragments all over the ground, startling the birds in the forest, Yu Zhenting slowly stood up straight, glanced at him and left with his hands behind his back.

The fingers in the sleeves were clenched into fists, he stood on the spot and his body was tense into a line, but he remembered the smiling face of that person when he left. He said let him wait, wait for his return date, and when he comes back with an amnesty, Then come to him.

And this time, there is no trace to follow, the past fades away and fades into smoke.

But in the end, everything turned into a fantasy, the fantasy of that day, the person in Taoist robes, who was obsessed with white chess and smiled at him sincerely.

Let's hang out together...

It's just that after a while, the person who had already walked away with his hands behind his back suddenly came back.

"By the way, I forgot to tell the prince one thing."

He raised his eyes, the end of his eyes were red, "What's the matter?"

Yu Zhenting raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That young gentleman from the Ye family..."

The premonition in my heart is getting worse.

"Now may be the time to lose your life." As he said, he stretched out his hand to put on the shackles on his wrist, his fingers shook violently, and the iron chain broke, "And it's the same person... If you were later Well, this time I might really miss it again..."

Fragments of light and shadow reflected in his eyes, and his upper body was completely soaked in cold water. Ye Fan lowered his eyebrows and quietly watched the man approach, then squatted down in front of him.

His jaw was pinched violently, Zuo Yi sized him up a few times, and suddenly smiled: "Do you know why I didn't kill you right away?"

His lips were almost chapped and bleeding, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

The strength in his hand gradually increased, and seeing the cold sweat on his forehead was inexplicably joyful, "I know you are not afraid of pain, so no matter how much I toss you, you won't beg for mercy."

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his hair and dragged him to the burning charcoal basin. The heat so close to him made him almost unable to open his eyes, and a few sparks burst out from the burning charcoal basin from time to time.

"do not……"

Ye Fan struggled to make a sound, but his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't escape no matter what.

At this time, the hand holding his hair stopped suddenly, and a cold laughter sounded beside his ears, and the crazy appearance made people sweat inexplicably.

"Finally willing to beg for mercy?" Zuo Yi approached his ear with a low smile.

He closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath. Cold water dripped down his eyelashes along the wet hair on his forehead, blurring his vision.

There was no pain anywhere on his body, his torn robes exposed his ragged skin, he swallowed, but smiled, "Don't you think you are very pitiful..."

After a pause, Zuo Yi reached out and pinched him and said sharply, "Do you want to die?"

Ye Fanji was not afraid, just smiled, "It's obviously your fault but you dare not face up to your own heart, you will only sink into hatred, and inflict pain on others for the sake of conscience, isn't it? Poor?"

"Do you think you're really comfortable like this? Let me tell you, killing me will only make you more sad, and you can't find a second way out except to drive yourself crazy... Ugh!"

"You have the guts to say it again!" Zuo Yi roared suddenly, clenched his fingers and suddenly punched him in the side of the face.

A large blush spread across the pale skin in an instant, and then it began to turn blue and purple, a stream of blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly tilted his head with some powerlessness, and his mind was also a little blurred.

But Zuo Yi reached out and grabbed his skirt and threw him on the ground fiercely, "Don't think I'll let you go if you say that! Without you, how could I be where I am today! "

"Do you believe in retribution?" Ye Fanji suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.

"..."

"The endings of good people and bad people are different, although I always think it's ridiculous to say this..." He coughed, and the blood from the corner of his mouth kept flowing, "But, seeing you now, I seem to feel This statement is very reliable haha..."

As he spoke, he began to chuckle, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a line, like two pairs of crescent moons, but his eyelashes gradually became moist, which was very clearly reflected by the dim candlelight in the dungeon.

Zuo Yi froze for a moment, just looked at him with such a dull expression, he didn't know what he thought of for a moment, his expression suddenly became a little painful, and he struggled for a while, then he suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Fanji, holding him The whole person picked up, and the sharp weapon in his hand pressed against his chin and led him out.

At night, the mountain wind was strong, and people could only feel the biting cold on their faces. It was obviously not the winter season, but it could make people feel a bone-chilling cold immediately.

Zuo Yi grabbed him and threw him on the grass. This is a halfway up the mountain in Luoyu, not far from them is a broken cliff, which was not considered a deep height in the daytime. , when it is difficult to see at night, you can only feel abnormally deep.

Lying on the ground, Zuo Yi didn't see any movement for a while, and couldn't help moving his fingers, but suddenly he heard the person beside him lift up a piece of grass two or three feet away from him, and then a gust of night wind swept past, and he There was a very strong foul smell.

Occasionally there are countless rustling sounds, like the sound of snakes swallowing snake letters, which makes people's scalp tingle instantly.

A bad premonition rose in his heart, the next moment Zuo Yi directly reached out to pick him up, and polished the flint in his hand by the way, so that he could see clearly what was not far from him.

It was a large pit that could accommodate five or six people, but it was pitch-black inside. Simply put, it should be full of various poisonous snakes and scorpions, as well as countless poisonous insects and centipedes.

The dense feeling is suffocating, especially the scenes of those poisonous substances attacking and devouring each other are enough to make people's stomach feel overwhelmed.

He looked at the picture close at hand in horror, and suddenly thought of a criminal law invented by King Zhou and Daji in the legend—the punishment of the pot.

And just as this idea came true in his mind, the next moment Zuo Yi pressed him directly and pushed him to the brink of death, "Didn't you say that good people and bad people have different endings, why don't I let you taste your fate as a good person first?" !"

"Do not……"

He struggled desperately, and when his whole body was about to fall in and the poisonous insects were about to crawl on him, the hand that was exerting force on him suddenly stopped, and he immediately turned over and rolled to the side when he saw this, he couldn't hold back for a moment, his heart ached. Nausea welled up on his face, and he vomited out all the bitter water in his stomach.

On the other side, Yu Changqi twisted Zuo Yi's arm and snatched the sharp weapon from his hand, squeezed his hand bones and creaked but refused to relax at all, Zuo Yi struggled desperately towards him He bumped into it, but it was a pity that he lost his stability under his feet. He kicked him in the lower abdomen without noticing it, and then his body flew backwards uncontrollably, and he fell directly into the pot.

In an instant, those poisonous insects entangled his body one after another, drowning him to the top as if they penetrated through every hole, and then a shrill scream resounded through the sky.

The situation is clear, and everything is settled with the dust.

The screams that rang in his ears made his scalp numb and his body trembled uncontrollably, but he was hugged in both hands, untied for him carefully, and hugged him tightly in his arms .

A familiar feeling flooded his heart, and he seemed to have found his belonging for a moment. The torture of the past few days was enough to make him collapse, but the tears in his eyes could no longer stop flowing out.

When I woke up the next day, my whole body seemed to have not recovered, but I could only vaguely hear the voices of people outside the house.

Then Yu Changqi walked in, as if seeing that he had woken up, he leaned over and helped him up.

"Where is this?" He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, then frowned and looked around.

"It's just a temporary foothold." Yu Changqi straightened his body for him, looked at the red and swollen side of his face, couldn't help but darken his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to caress him, "Does it still hurt?"

Ye Fan looked at him and shook his head, but his voice was a little dry, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "Why did you come here?"

"If I don't come, I won't be able to see you in the future."

Ye Fan suddenly lowered his head when he heard the words, his expression was a little dazed and pale, he didn't know what he thought of again, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Why didn't I know that you love to cry so much?" I felt a little regretful in my heart, and quickly wiped away his tears with my fingers, and said softly, "Everything is over..."

"..."

"Forget about those unhappy things from now on..." He stretched out his hand to hold his finger, "At least I'm still by your side now."

The expression in his eyes was a little moved, as if he had merged into a pool of spring water. He sniffed and hugged him up, leaning close to his ear and whispering softly.

The night wind rolled past the curtain, blowing out all the candles in the hall. A figure stood quietly in front of the bed, looking down at the man whose body had cooled down, dimmed his eyes slightly, and stood alone in the darkness. How long did it take before the palace door was slowly pushed open, and the old guard outside the palace came up, but only got a bad news.

"Father, he..." A stream of tears rolled down his side face, his large sleeves fluttered in the night, Zhou Xinqu lowered his brows and eyes sadly, "It's heaven..."

The old guard turned pale with panic when he heard the words, tears gushed out like a flood that broke a bank in an instant, he bent over and knelt down on the ground, wailing.

Many maidservants and guards behind him seemed to know something. In an instant, figures were kneeling outside the emperor's bedroom, and the breath of death wafted in the eternal night.

By daytime, the news had spread throughout the entire palace overnight, and all the officials and ministers in office gathered outside the gate of the palace, bowed down and wept.

It didn't take long for Xyx to be buried in the world, and it was snow-white again.

The door of the palace was suddenly kicked open by someone, and someone rushed in wearing black and white mourning clothes, with a cold sword in his hand, and pointed it at his neck, Zhou Liandi yelled out, "Zhou Xinqu, you killed me!" Father!"

The boy on the steps walked down slowly, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Sister Princess, you can eat but not talk nonsense."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhou Liandi looked at him with blushing eyes, "Father was fine last night, but the bad news came this morning, you have been by his side all this time, and now such an accident happened for no reason, it's not who you are! "

Seeing that she didn't refute, Zhou Xinqu just sighed for a long time, raised his hand to cover the blade of the sword and pulled it towards his neck, "If you want to kill me, do it..."

Zhou Liandi was out of breath, and simply followed his will and advanced the sword forward. At this time, the old guard outside the palace gate rushed in, threw herself at her feet and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, you must not, your sword will go down!" , what was ruined was the life of the entire Great Zhou..."

She was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

The old guard knelt down and howled, but after a while she seemed to realize something, looked at Zhou Xinqu angrily, and couldn't say a word for a while.

Zhou Xinqu took down the long sword, and approached her step by step, with a sad expression, "I know that my sister is not angry, but I can't take it back..."

"How is it possible..." The tears in her eyes fell drop by drop, she couldn't believe it after all, "It's obviously my brother's..."

"Princess……"

A figure suddenly walked in outside the palace door, Zhou Liandi turned her head away when she heard the sound, the tears in her eyes couldn't be stopped, Du Xi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her closer to her side, bowed to Zhou Xinqu with a little panic, " Please forgive me, Your Highness, the princess is still young, and the successive blows are difficult to accept for a while, and it is inevitable that she will lose her dignity..."

"I know." Zhou Xinqu raised his hand, as if he was different from the usual cautious demeanor of Vino, "Sister, she is sad, and I can understand it as a relative, but this palace is not as good as outside the palace. Du Langjun should take care of and comfort his sister more..."

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, Du Xi looked up at him, and said hastily: "I will remember your Highness's instruction." Then he helped Zhou Liandi out of the palace gate.

After the figure in sight gradually disappeared, the old guard who had just knelt on the ground cautiously stood up, bowed to Zhou Xin and said, "Your Highness, this enthronement ceremony..."

He raised his hand to stop, but remembered Zhou Lixiao's dying state last night, tears in his eyes made a decision, "It's too early, let the empress go back to the palace to order the funeral, the gate of the palace will be closed for a few days, and all the officials and princes will be summoned. Xiao Lian is over, let’s discuss other matters.”

"Yes……"

"By the way." He suddenly remembered something, and frowned slightly, "Father, before his death, he always cared about one person, and asked me not to slack off..." He suddenly stopped, a gleam of coldness flashed across his eyes, "Then...call Yingru King back."

In the past few days of recuperation, the wounds on my body have gradually healed. I moved a wooden stool and sat at the door to watch the smoke in the village rising in the morning and then sunset in the evening. The pain in my heart seemed not so clear, but when the night was quiet When I was there, I would always involuntarily think of the fire at dusk.

In the darkness, he raised his eyelashes unconsciously, and a tear could not help but slipped to his ear. The person sleeping next to him seemed to have noticed something, and tucked up the quilt for him, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me, why bother holding it in your heart?" I suffocated myself."

Ye Fan shrank back under the quilt in a muffled voice, "Didn't you fall asleep..."

Some helplessly bent the corner of his lips, he stretched out his hand to fish him out, looked at those eyes in the dark night, reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, "You didn't sleep, how can I sleep peacefully? "

Ye Fanji lowered his head, his expression was a little depressed, different from the smiling expression in the past, he really looked like a child at this time, "I'm thinking... this matter may not end like this..."

He paused.

"I heard someone in the village say today that something happened in the capital again... Besides, you escaped like this, are you really all right?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be aware of the stiffness of Yu Changqi's body. Although he knew that this person had been by his side to take care of him for the past few days and kept silent about everything, he still instinctively sensed what this person was hiding from him. .

It's just that he knew that Yu Changqi just didn't want him to worry, but the feeling of worrying about gains and losses swept his heart again, but he hated himself for being helpless, but he could only lower his head and hugged his waist tightly, without saying a word.

The next day all the thoughts were fulfilled one by one, and the imperial court sent people to arrest them and return them to the capital, but it was just a nice word to call them into the palace.

And the new emperor ascended the throne before the spirit of the late emperor in accordance with the name of the old edict, and announced that the whole country will mourn for three years, and the whole country mourns.

After taking power, he gradually took power to replace the new blood of the court and the cabinet ministers.

For a while, no one expected that the Third Highness, who was submissive and cautious in front of everyone on weekdays, would be very different after being crowned President, but there will always be some gossip. .

He heard all the temples and temples in the capital ringing [-] bells under the plain, and then watched the new emperor's mourning and ushering the late emperor's spiritual throne into the Taimiao, only then did he feel that everything happened too fast, so fast that people were caught off guard.

"Your Majesty, do you have any objections?"

He raised his head to look at the young man in black clothes sitting on the main seat, his eyebrows are handsome and charming, just like when that person ascended the throne back then, his eyebrows and eyes are blue, and his gestures and gestures have not been restrained by the rules, but he is young and full of vitality. Those who spend two days at a time will always be so angry that they vomit blood due to the disputes over the remarks of those veteran ministers.

Then he took him to sit in front of the palace gate for an entire afternoon, counting down all the people who disliked him one by one, and on the second day, it was as if nothing had happened, and he went up to the court honestly and continued to laugh. If you don't laugh, you come and go.

It's just that the boy will grow up eventually, and after a few more years, he will completely change his appearance, and truly blend into this sea of ​​conflict and blood, and he will not be able to escape even half of it until his death.

"The minister takes orders." He bowed his head, obedient as always.

Zhou Xinqu didn't seem to expect him to answer so quickly, he walked up to him and said in surprise, "Don't you feel wronged, my lord?"

"I just want to resign at this point, and ask Your Majesty to give me peace." He bowed his head like this, but his words were resolute, as if he was obsessed with something, unwilling to let go, and refused to let go.

"..."

After a long time, Zhou Xinqu looked at him with a smile, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Since that's the case, I will do what you want, after all, this is what my father wanted to see when he was alive...

"Come here!" Zhou Xinqu shouted loudly, and immediately a eunuch with a pen followed up to draft an order, "You are a minister who shows virtue and virtuousness, but you are negligent, despise the law and do not follow your responsibilities, so you have to do it. Confiscation of titles, vacancy of titles, removal of three exiles from Kyushu, but inheritance of the late emperor's kindness, wide opening of fate, only release of three thousand miles, for a period of three years..." ①

Accepting everything calmly, until he left the palace according to the order without changing his face, and finally felt that no matter how much suffering he had to bear for this only freedom, he would not be willing to bear it until he looked up and saw the person waiting for him at the corner You will feel the slightest grievance.

"My lord..." Ye Fan looked at him with a slight smile, and walked towards him in the afterglow of the setting sun, with such a bright smile on his face.

"I'm not the prince anymore." He looked at him, held his hand, and his joy was beyond words, "There's no need to call me like that in the future."

Ye Fanji was startled, "What do you mean?"

After he briefly described the matter, Ye Fan finally realized how stupid this person is.

Seemingly understanding what he was worried about, Yu Changqi smiled and said, "I have already wasted too much time aside from fame and wealth. I just want to leave the rest to you alone."

Although I was inexplicably moved in my heart, I still felt that this person was so stupid and hopeless, "You are willing to sacrifice. Others fight for this power and status, but you are better off, fleeing like a ghost!"

But he lowered his eyebrows, remembering Zhou Xinqu's words.

Once the emperor and a courtier, he is Zhou Lixiao's man, even if he is now a guilty person, he can't change it, not to mention that under the current situation of a big change of blood, Zhou Xinqu will not appoint him again.

His status is now considered to be a very conspicuous position. If he does not have the self-knowledge to leave early, he will be taken away by others as a shield sooner or later, not to mention that he has no intention of being in this whirlpool anymore. middle.

Taking this opportunity to stay away from the imperial court is the most suitable choice now, even if it is to exchange three years of exile for the remaining freedom, he still thinks it is worth it.

only……

He raised his eyes to look at the profile of the person beside him, but felt inexplicably guilty and sad in his heart. Whether the past three years were long or short, it was enough to change a person's state of mind. He was not worried that there would be a rift between them. I'm just afraid that he will be the first to live up to his promise before he has time to fulfill it...

"What are you thinking?" A voice suddenly came to his ears, his heart tightened, he raised his head and smiled, "No..."

When he was about to say that sentence, he suddenly stopped. If he said it like that, it would be considered irresponsible, but if he said it...

Ye Fanji didn't seem to notice anything unusual, grabbed his hand and led him to the side, "Before the sun goes down, you can walk with me for a while..."

He put his hand on his lips, held him with one hand but walked on the street without any disguise, not afraid of the eyes of others, "I heard that there is a shop in the capital that makes delicious tea cakes and lychee paste. ..."

It is worthy of the attribute of a foodie, and Ye Fan was hiccupping one after another when he returned home.

Seeing him slumped on the bed and refusing to move, he finally couldn't help but let go of all his worries and chuckled.

The palace had already lifted the ban when they came back a few days ago, but the servants in the palace had already disbanded early. Jin Yuanyi wrote him a letter saying that he was ordered to be transferred to the city of Wuguan Hou Zhanglin.

As for A Yan... It seems that since the day he left, there has been no news.

In this way, in order to be able to take a shower and wash comfortably, the man had to do it himself. After a while of busy work, the sky was already dark, and when he returned to the room, the people on the bed were already indifferent. The lungs fell asleep.

So he had no choice but to put the person in the water and wash himself inside and out, but when he took off his clothes, he still couldn't help but see those criss-crossing whip wounds.

In the past few days, he couldn't imagine what Zuo Yi had done to this child, but the only thing he was sure of was that he couldn't let him suffer any more injuries.

"My lord."

The sleeping man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, Yu Changqi was taken aback, but saw the man whose skin was steamed crimson and clear raised his brows at him, smiling a bit charmingly.

"Are you sure we don't want to be together?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Ye Fanji suddenly grabbed his wrist with one hand and brought him into the bathtub.

"you……"

Unexpectedly, the water splashed on his face, and he could hardly open his eyes, but Ye Fanji took the opportunity to grab his clothes and pull them to the sides.

"Don't...make trouble." He hastily pulled him back, although the tub was big enough to accommodate the two of them, it was still a bit crowded, but the person in front of him was not forgiving, and his naked body slammed against him His hand also slipped in dishonestly.

At this point, after a lot of tossing until the hot bath turned into a cold bath, he couldn't help but sneezed and hugged the man and turned over and collapsed.

Somewhat embarrassed, he wiped his wet hair, covered the quilt for those who had been lying down long ago, and finally lay down peacefully with a tired body.

It's just that he underestimated someone's energy after all, and when that hand reached into an unspeakable place again, he reluctantly stopped that dishonest hand and pushed the person down.

"Stop making trouble, aren't you tired after making trouble for a long time?"

Ye Fanji looked at him with raised eyebrows, his eyes were unusually bright under the candlelight left at night, "I'm not tired."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, with tender and charming eyes, "My good husband, don't you think we should make up for it after we've been separated for so long?"

"..."

Suddenly, two red clouds floated on his face without warning, Yu Changqi turned his head a little uncomfortably, "I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you get worse the more you learn."

"Is it bad?" Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said, he leaned close to him and bit him lightly, "I have worse ones, do you want to see them?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy and dizzy. In a blink of an eye, he was already under the pressure of this man. Ye Fan turned over and sat on his waist, his slender and flexible fingers twirling slowly on his body.

He stretched out his hand and pushed him, feeling a little helpless, "Stop messing around, I'll have to..."

"What else do you want?" Ye Fan cut him off, his brows and eyes slightly cold.

"I……"

But he frowned unconsciously, his heart seemed to be stuffed into a mess, and he didn't know how to speak.

But Ye Fanji had already bent down, so close at hand, he could only feel the numbness of the warm breath spraying on his skin.

The end of the hair was wrapped around his fingers little by little, and there was only low laughter in his ears, "If my husband is afraid of getting tired, I can do it myself..."

For a moment, he seemed to fall into the clouds, and the lingering and comfortable taste made him gasp uncontrollably, but the person on his body refused to let it go easily, and greeted him again and again.

He held his fingers, intertwined them, got up and hugged the man into his arms, sweat dripped down his body layer by layer, "Why is this..."

Ye Fanji pressed firmly on his waist and abdomen, inserted his fingers into his hair, and panted softly: "I just want you to know that you can't leave me, and you can't leave..."

His eyes were wet with tears unknowingly, but he always felt that this person seemed to know everything clearly.

Early the next morning, when he got up, the quilt around him was already cold, and looking around, there was no trace of that person in the room.

As if the cloud and rain last night were just a dream he had, he slowly got up and went to bed, dressed and tidied up, and when he was about to leave, he found a piece of paper pressed by a paperweight on the table next to him. There appeared to be ink stains left.

so close,

Not very far.

lovesickness so close,

Only the emperor.

"I can wait for you, even if it is ten years, 20 years, as long as you don't forget me, even if you are an octogenarian old man, I will still wait for you, and wait for you to fulfill your promise to me oath of..."

In an instant, the little bit of joy in my heart seemed to be unable to hide anymore, and all of it turned into tears bursting out of the embankment, falling drop by drop on the thin paper, smearing the Junxiu font bit by bit.

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