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Lan Xuan bit her lower lip noncommittally, raised her eyes to look back at Lan Zheng, for some reason, there seemed to be a different expression of pain in his deep black eyes than in the past.

"Uncle Emperor..." Lan Xuan struggled to shake his arm, and murmured in a low voice. Although Lan Zheng's fingertips trembled a little, they still hurt him.

"Don't worry..."

Lan Zheng evoked a smile as if he had suddenly come to his senses, looked at his eyes that were gradually clouded with water, and said with a playful joke, "I brought your favorite food, and you will have strength after a while .”

He let go, leaned over and took a piece of golden silk lotus cake from the food box, and slowly handed it to Lan Xuan's lips.The candlelight beside him reflected on his sharp-edged face, showing a kind of rare tenderness.

Just like that summer night many years ago, the deja vu expression is quietly overlapping with this moment...

"Uncle Wang..."

Lan Xuan, who was only 12 years old, stood alone outside Longxiao Hall, silently looking at Lan Zheng with those clear eyes.The night was low and the moon was thousands of miles away. Under the moonlight like silver gauze, his eyes were as charming as stars.

"Have you been punished by your father again?" Lan Zheng stood still slowly, his tall body casting a long shadow in front of him.

"Yeah." Although Lan Zheng's expression was serious, Lan Xuan still smiled at him affectionately, her alluring little face was slightly raised, and she was so beautiful, "I just ate two extra yuan at the palace banquet. Dim Sum, I was scolded by my father for being unrestrained, and I can only go back when I stand here."

"I guessed it." Lan Zheng raised his hand and touched his shoulder. This thin body was only wearing a plain brocade robe. Although it was summer, the night wind was still somewhat cool. He forced himself to He gritted his teeth and stood upright, but his whole body was shivering from the cold, "What do you think this is?"

Lan Zheng took out a lotus leaf bag from his sleeve and put it in his palm. After peeling off the layers, there were actually two pieces of lotus pistil cake inside.

"Uncle Wang..." Lan Xuan looked up at him slightly hesitantly, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

Seeing his hesitation, Lan Zheng asked in a puzzled way, "Don't you like to eat?"

"No, it's not..." Lan Xuan quickly raised the corners of her mouth, showed him a charming smile, lowered her eyes and explained, "there is a little eunuch watching over there, and the emperor will be angry if he finds out."

"Brother Huang won't know." Lan Zheng curled his lips dotingly, stuffed the snack into Lan Xuan's hand, then pulled up the sides of his black cloak, and quietly wrapped him into his warm embrace, "Those guys are blocked by me, so they can't see anything..."

"Hmm..." Lan Xuan only felt a burst of familiar breath rushing towards his face, with a temperature that reassured him.He gently rested his forehead on Lan Zheng's strong chest, picked up a piece of pastry, put it near his mouth and took a bite, the sweet taste seemed to reach his heart.

"Is it delicious?" A deep murmur came from the shadow covered by the cloak, Lan Zheng's voice was somewhat hoarse, but gentle enough to make people's heartbeat.

"This is... the best thing I've ever eaten..." Lan Xuan was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said with a sweet smile.

Looking at his alluring appearance, Lan Zheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and a brilliance never before quietly flashed in the deep black eyes that always make people daunting.

……

After struggling to get rid of the strands of memories, Lan Xuan finally raised his hand in a daze, took the exquisite pastry and brought it to his mouth, and took a bite, but his bright eyes were always staring blankly at the girl who had already drifted away from him. A man drifting away.

Once intimacy, now estrangement.

But they could not escape the vortex of power after all...

"This is...the best thing I've ever eaten..."

Lan Xuan smiled slightly, but tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes to the corners of her mouth, quietly, with heartbreaking sadness.

The same words, different state of mind, he still stared at Lan Zheng, stubbornly trying to find traces of the past from the face that could not see any emotion, but Lan Zheng turned around silently at the next moment without looking back out of his sight...