Zhu Lan is dead

Sometimes people are like this. They don’t cherish when they are alive, but regret it when they lose it. This is human nature and human nature.

Just like him, he has lost a lot of things, but there is always only that one that deserves his attention, but if it is gone, it is gone, no matter how much he regrets, it is useless, so he learned to learn from the pain, and it is human to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages Nature, since the lost things can't be recovered, apart from regretting, we should cherish everything now.

But he doesn't have anything worth cherishing anymore, the best way to stop losing anything is to not care about anything, so that no matter whether he gets or loses, he won't be touched too much.

The heart is like gray wood, and the body is like a boat that is not tied.

With a clear cracking sound, warm liquid flowed down his face little by little, Yu Changqi subconsciously stretched out his fingers to wipe it off, looking expressionlessly at the little bit of bright red on the plain white fingertips.

The main hall, which was still noisy just now, fell silent instantly because of his arrival, the surrounding air was as quiet as death, and it seemed that the woman's heavy breathing could be heard.

A Yan and a group of attendants stood silently at the side without making a sound, the main hall was in chaos, the ground was in a mess, there were broken porcelain jade bottles everywhere, sharp pieces were scattered all over the place, the gold paint and painted on the porcelain pieces were scattered all over the place. Under the bright candlelight, there is a layer of radiant halo.

Lin Cijing stood in the middle, her sandalwood lips slightly parted, her chest heaving slightly, her beautiful face seemed to be flushed with anger, but it didn't detract from her half-clear beauty at all, but the pair of phoenix eyes flashed one after another after seeing Yu Changqi Surprised, flustered and angry, and finally calm.

Everyone was silent, or they were waiting for Yu Changqi to speak, but he just looked at everything here quietly, and the eyes that fell on people could be described as essentially cold.

Until the final frame was fixed on Lin Cijing's body, he didn't speak, silently suppressed——

"What is the prince looking at? Is the result of my concubine's unreasonable troubles?" Lin Cijing opened his mouth first, his voice was cold and completely different from the gentle and charming in the past, but the slender fingers hidden in the sleeves couldn't help but clenched tightly, because Yu Changqi's eyes felt guilty and wronged.

Ye Fan, who was standing behind him, raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the words. He knew that Yu Changqi had a beautiful, elegant and intelligent wife, but he didn't expect this lady to have a big temper.

Not long after they returned to the mansion from the palace, as soon as they stepped into the main hall, a porcelain bottle was thrown towards them, but the two reacted quickly and avoided it skillfully, but the porcelain bottle hit the jade screen on the side of Yu Changqi , the shattered tiles splashed, and Ye Fanji took a step back to avoid them, but Yu Changqi was not so lucky, a few tiny tiles scratched his skin, and suddenly half of his face was dripping with blood .

"Tut tsk tsk, how can this be good?" Ye Fan turned around a few times, looked at the blood on Yu Changqi's side, and very attentively wiped the blood on his face with a piece of silk cloth, The latter paused slightly, stretched out his hand and took off the silk cloth and pressed it on the side of his face, then turned around without saying a word, and was about to leave.

But Lin Cijing suddenly caught up, with a trembling tone, he grabbed Yu Changqi's arm, "My lord, don't you have anything to say?"

Yu Changqi glanced at her, "What do you want me to say?"

Eye sockets turned red suddenly, Lin Cijing was not as calm and self-sufficient as before, and said slightly: "Do you know why this concubine is like this today?"

"..." Yu Changqi looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

"I heard those people talking about me today. They said that I, a majestic Princess Yingru, has no signs of prosperity in recent years, and I have not been able to add a son or a daughter to the palace of Yingru..." Lin Cijing was a little confused when he said this I can't cry.

Ye Fan glanced at Yu Changqi in surprise after hearing the words.

The latter remained motionless, frowning and said: "How hard do you think about it before you listen to other people's nonsense?"

Lin Cijing was stunned, looked at Yu Changqi and said: "You don't care, everyone's mouths can burn gold and burn bones. I have never had an easy life in these years!"

As Princess Yingru, her status and family background are not bad, but she has been pointed out repeatedly on the point of being a married woman. Even if others are concerned about her status and dare not speak out, the private gossip has never stopped. In this era, childlessness itself is the greatest harm to a woman, not to mention that Yu Changqi never looked at her directly the day he married her!

The grievances and loneliness of so many years broke out completely at this moment. She has always been a calm, self-restraining, knowledgeable person, but the fire of the prairie fire is never created in a blink of an eye.

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and suddenly saw Ye Fanji beside Yu Changqi, her misty eyes lingered for a while between the other's brows, her expression froze for a moment, then she laughed out loud without hesitation a moment later, Pointing at him, he said: "Who is this person? So you have been thinking about that person for so many years? What is so good about him, so good that you would rather find a child than look at it..."

"Shut up!" Yu Changqi yelled angrily, his handsome face was stained with anger, and the coldness in his usually cold eyes was even worse. Lin Cijing had never seen this man really angry, and he stared blankly. Yu Changqi couldn't say a word.

There was a stabbing pain in the chin, and the man's voice was so cold that there was no ups and downs in his ears, "If you don't want to, I can submit the letter of divorce to His Majesty tomorrow morning!"

Before the words fell, Yu Changqi flicked his sleeves suddenly, and walked out without looking back.

*

It was night, and the thin window paper reflected the shadow of the trees outside the house, and a few unknown things with fancy tips hung down on the window lattice, which seemed to be stained with mist, dotted on the window paper and smudged into a pink color.

The lights under the eaves are brilliant, but with the passage of time, they gradually fade away and become silent. On this cold autumn night, it seems that you can still hear the sighs from somewhere far away.

The door was pushed open, and a gust of night wind seemed to blow out the oil wick in the candlestick. Yu Changqi took the paperweight and pressed it on the blown volume.

"My lord, you don't sleep so late, are you waiting for me?" Ye Fan smiled and walked over, holding a lacquer case with a brocade box on it.

"What are you doing here?" Yu Changqi turned his eyes away and continued to write the volume. This was sent by the people from the Ministry of Rites not long after sunset. It is the main personnel flow and registration policy in Gyeonggi in the past few days. There is also the tribute list sent by Guo Rong. Originally, these matters should be handed over to the Ministry of Rites and the Sifu, but the officials from the Ministry of Rites said that Zhou Lixiao asked him to handle them by name.

Since it was the man's order, he never refused, nor did he ask why, so he just followed suit.

But without waiting for the person who came in to reply, there was a sudden cold touch on his face. Yu Changqi was about to move for a moment, but Ye Fanji suddenly pressed his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

Yu Changqi stopped his movements and let the people around him do something on his side face. There was a cold touch on his skin, and with the movement of his fingertips, the little bit of moist cream was very smooth. It quickly melted on the face, the movement was very gentle and delicate, and there was no dull pain felt on those few scratches.

"The wound is not too deep. If you put this ointment on it, it will scab tonight, and it might fall off tomorrow." Ye Fanji stood up and closed the brocade box in his hand.

"Yeah." Yu Changqi said: "A Yan asked you to come?"

"Ah, how does the prince know?" Ye Fanji said in surprise.

Yu Changqi lowered his eyebrows, "She always has medicine and plasters to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis."

Ye Fan nodded, "But she was indeed the one who wanted to deliver the ointment just now, but I stopped her."

Yu Changqi looked up at him, as if asking why?

Ye Fan put down the brocade box, leaned on the table, folded his arms around his chest but suddenly bent down, approached Yu Changqi and said, "Of course it's for the prince, since I'm by your side, I'm naturally yours." , It’s only natural for me to do these things!”

His words were always serious, but at this time the evil temperament in his bones was revealed again, his eyebrows and eyes reflected the candlelight, revealing a bit of banter.

Yu Changqi looked at him expressionlessly, and the two looked at each other for a long time, then he turned his head away, and continued to write on the desk: "I don't seem to be the one you should follow."

Ye Fan thought of their previous confrontations in Lincheng County, and he couldn't help but smile lightly: "Is the lord still angry with me? I did hit harder those few times, but I was not familiar with it at that time." , in the future, I will make up for you, my lord!"

Yu Changqi wanted to say that I am not familiar with you now, but I also knew in my heart that Ye Fan was avoiding the important things and neglecting the important things. Anyway, he had already made things clear, and Zhou Lixiao didn't have any clear instructions now. He didn't want to wait any longer, so he simply didn't bother to talk to Ye Fan any more, and consciously ignored the indecent tone of his tone.

Ye Fan looked at him for a while, seeing that he didn't pay attention, he couldn't help but look at his neck erratically, from the pretty jaw to the graceful neck and Adam's apple, until it was buried by the white coat collar in the shadows.

After a while, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Tsk tsk, the prince's skin is as fair and smooth as a woman's."

His words sounded a little frivolous and sarcastic, but when they came out of his mouth, there was no emotion at all. Yu Changqi turned his head to look at him. A feeling of sincere praise.

It's a pity that he didn't use it, and his tone couldn't help cooling down, "Believe it or not, this king sent someone to throw you into the fence tonight."

Ye Fan became honest when he heard the words, put down his hands and stood up obediently, "Believe it!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but looked back and forth at Yu Changqi's neck and the right hand holding the pen, and finally he hooked his lips and walked out after a while.

The wound left last time has completely healed without any trace. His wound healing ability is better than that of ordinary people. As long as it is not too deep or well-conditioned, it will not have any effect. Otherwise, according to his life situation since childhood, I am afraid It is already riddled with holes.

I don't know how long Ye Fan had been away, but Yu Changqi felt a little hot on the side of his face. After the wound was absorbed by the ointment, the original coldness gradually turned into a tingling pain, which slowly broke out inside.

He came back to his senses and stared intently at the place where he hung his wrist to stop writing just now. The slightly yellowed rice paper was soaked by ink stains on the back of the paper, and he couldn't help sighing silently.