[Frost Flower] Inertial Betrayal

1.

Spring to autumn.

As the prince, Wang Qi naturally had to go to court with all the officials, and he had to get up before dawn every day, for fear of going late and causing criticism.

It's not easy for Yan Xuan to walk around in the palace. When he came with Wang Qi, he reported to Wang Qi's personal bodyguard. After all, in the palace, there were eyeliners from various palaces everywhere. To prevent trouble, he decided to It's better not to go out at this stage.

He picked up the long sword on the table in the corner with one hand, and a quick rag in the other, and carefully wiped the smooth and shiny sword.

Yan Xuan's stature is much taller than when she first came here a few years ago, and her hair has also grown longer. Although she still likes short hair, it is not easy to attract attention, so her hair has not been cut again, and has been growing with it.

Yan Xuan fixed her hair firmly on the top of her head with a headband, making her look much leaner.

The belt embroidered with dark hibiscus patterns outlined his waistline. At first glance, one could only feel that the young man's figure was tall and straight, as if he was enjoying the wind and the moon.

Wang Qi walked into the room, looked at Yan Xuan's back, the creases between his brows slightly flattened, as if his mood, which was covered with dark clouds, became clearer.

It's just that the suffocation that was pent up in his chest just now couldn't be released anyway. Thinking of the situation in the early court, Wang Qi's face became darker.

Yan Xuan noticed it when Wang Qi entered the door just now, and the movement in his hand didn't stop. After carefully wiping the sword, he turned around. After seeing the bright unhappiness on the other party's face, Yan Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Go out!" What's the matter?"

Wang Qi approached and knelt down at the table, with dissatisfaction and anger in his voice: "The officials of the imperial court are all timid as mice, and they only think about how to please Mongolia to increase the annual tribute! Is it reasonable to let the soldiers who went to fight in the faraway land die for nothing?!"

As a small country that was defeated, in order to pray for a short respite, it had to agree to various requests from the other party. In addition to offering jewelry and beautiful women, it also provided soldiers and horses to drive the other party.

Mongolia is fighting everywhere, ambitiously expanding its territory, but Goryeo's soldiers are used as cannon fodder for free.

The military generals are away for years, and they can't speak when they go to court. The court is almost controlled by civil servants, and there are inevitably some people with bad intentions among the civil servants.

Not long after Wang Qi got on, he was overwhelmed by the popularity of these people, but there was nothing he could do.

——In terms of real power, he may not have a National People's Congress with six departments, so he has the status of Dayuanzi, and he can't actually do anything.

Yan Xuan also knew about this situation in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.Wang Qi has only come here not long ago, and the foundation is not stable for the time being. There is still a bright face of the King of Korea on top, and he has to think carefully about everything he does.

Jianlongwei has not yet formed, and the people inside are selected from below. I don't know how many people have passed through it, and how many hidden threads have been put in. It is not safe enough.

Now Wang Qi's own manpower is not enough, and he has to be timid in everything he does.

Yan Xuan squinted his eyes, Wang Qi poured himself a cup of tea, turned around and talked about tonight's River Lantern Festival, his tone was a bit regretful: "...When I was young, my mother took me there once, but when I grow up, I will never have another chance Go, now I'm in the palace," he glanced at the layout of the palace, his face was a little sad: "...I'm afraid I won't be able to get out."

Yan Xuan stared at the other party's face for a few seconds, then went to pull Wang Qi up.

Wang Qi was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Yan Xuan glanced at him: "Don't you want to go out? I'll take you there."

2.

bazaar.

Wang Qi, who disguised himself as a commoner, tugged at the corner of his clothes a little unaccustomed to it. A passerby accidentally bumped into his shoulder. Wang Qi tilted his body, but his face was still full of excitement. .

Yan Xuan, who was walking side by side, frowned. Now he is almost as tall as Wang Qi. Although Wang Qi looks bigger on the surface, his core is an adult in his 20s, and he can't see himself. People are a little wronged.

He walked forward a few steps faster, just standing in front of the opponent to open the way for him.

Wang Qi was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he obediently followed behind him, but there were too many people coming to the River Lantern Festival tonight, and they were all pushed away several times in just such a short while.

Every time Wang Qi raised his eyes, Yan Xuan disappeared, and it took him a long time to call out the unaware people in front of him.

Yan Xuan thought it was troublesome, so he was stopped by Wang Qi for the last time. When he saw the other party struggling to squeeze through the crowd, he looked in the right direction and walked over to hold the other party's hand.

Wang Qi was taken aback, and was about to withdraw subconsciously, when he heard Yan Xuan sigh, and said in a low voice, "Don't let go."

At this moment, a firework suddenly exploded in the distant sky. The large group of light spots was brighter than the stars in the sky, and the faces of the people who illuminated them seemed to be lit up, flickering on and off.

The eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of Ying became more and more beautiful, and the black eyes stared at her quietly, which made people feel itchy.

Yan Xuan's gaze slid around Wang Qi's face, and he paused, feeling that the hand he was holding seemed to be sweating a little, so he wanted to loosen his strength.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's hand quickly slid in like a small fish, and two fingers hooked his little finger.

Wang Qi's face was a little uncomfortable, his eyes were wandering around but he didn't look at Yan Xuan, he coughed and urged: "Let's go, when there are too many people, you won't be able to see the river lantern."

As soon as the words fell, another gorgeous firework exploded in the distance, and the surrounding people let out bursts of exclamations, and all wanted to go in the direction of the firework, and the crowd suddenly became extremely chaotic.

Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, as if he knew something in his heart, he was a little secretly happy, but also a little nervous.

He turned back calmly and walked in front, holding Wang Qi tightly behind him.

The two of them were unexpectedly quiet all the way, and there was an indescribable atmosphere between them. The people around stopped and stopped, laughing and laughing, but they couldn't disturb them.

They were late after all.

Almost all the river lanterns were sold, and all the good-looking ones were picked out, and the rest were rough ones.

From the perspective of Wang Qi's aesthetics, none of them are satisfactory.Turning his head and seeing the dots of lanterns floating on the river in the distance, he frowned, looking a little disappointed.

Yan Xuan understood the other party's thoughts with just one glance, they sneaked out tonight, the opportunity was rare, and they would not be reconciled to just go back like this.

Turning her head to look left and right, her gaze fell on a stall, and finally there was a little bit of smile in Yan Xuan's eyes.

He took Wang Qi and walked over.

Wang Qi was a little puzzled, and Yan Xuan glanced at him: "Wait." After speaking, he squatted in front of the stall and discussed with the boss for a long time, finally picked up a stack of white paper, bamboo sticks and a small piece of candle, and looked for another The boss asked for some paste.

"What is this for?" Wang Qi followed him to an open space.

Yan Xuan knelt down to put things away one by one, her hands kept moving, she looked up at the dark night, and deliberately said mysteriously: "I'll find out later."

After half an hour.

There were several disused brackets piled up at his feet, Yan Xuan let out a sigh of relief, holding a plain white Kongming lantern in his hand, stood up and stretched his waist.

Wang Qi stared at the lantern in his hand with wide eyes curiously.

Yan Xuan put down the lantern, went back and found a pen and ink, handed it to Wang Qi, pointed to the lantern at his feet and said, "You can draw whatever you want."

Wang Qi's Danqing is very good, not much better than his rhythm. Compared with the other party, Yan Xuan's talent is much inferior, but at least he still has some advantages in swordsmanship, otherwise he would be beaten to death by the people in front of him.

Wang Qi simply sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the lantern in one hand for fear of crushing it, and holding a pen in the other hand, with a few simple strokes, he outlined the shape of the petals.

Yan Xuan watched quietly from the side, and when the other party finished painting, she stepped forward to lift the lantern, and lit the candle inside under Wang Qi's burning gaze.

The candlelight casts a light halo on the outside of the lantern, and even the petals on it have a hazy beauty.

Yan Xuan waited patiently for a while, then lifted her hand up and let go.

The plain white lanterns floated in the air and slowly rose to the sky.

Wang Qi had never seen this kind of flying lantern before, and he opened his mouth slightly in surprise. The people around him also noticed the lanterns rising in mid-air, and their exclamations kept ringing out.

"Wang Qi." Yan Xuan suddenly called out to the other party.

"This lantern..." Wang Qi turned his head and looked at him, so excited that he didn't know what to say, but he saw Yan Xuan looking at him with warm eyes, with a gentle smile on his mouth, and slowly said to him——

"Happy birthday."

Wang Qi's wide-open eye sockets were moist: "How, how do you know that today is my birthday..."

Yan Xuan smiled lightly: "I want to know, so I will know naturally."

3.

After coming back that night, Yan Xuan found that she couldn't help but look at Wang Qi.Reading, writing, playing the piano, and drawing, it seems that I can't get bored no matter what.

The eyes of the two collided again, Yan Xuan pretended to cough and turned his head away, Wang Qi lowered his head and his ears were a little red, it seemed that they were doing their own things, but in fact they were secretly observing each other's reaction from the corner of their eyes.

The door was knocked lightly a few times, and the voice of the old eunuch slowly sounded: "Your Highness, the king has something to do, please go."

Wang Qi put down the book in his hand, took a peek at Yan Xuan, put his fist on his mouth to cover the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but put it down, and answered outside the door: "Okay, I see."

Wang Qi has been gone for a long time.

Yan Xuan couldn't bear the drowsiness, so she went to sleep on the bed first, the candlelight was still on in the room, as if she was waiting for someone to come back.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard the sound of the door being opened and closed, and the footsteps of people coming were a little messy.

Yan Xuan opened his eyes, sat up sleepily and looked at Wang Qi who was standing by the bed with a bad expression, a little strange: "Why—"

His words stopped suddenly, and the soft touch on his lips made him suspect that he was dreaming. Wang Qi in front of him closed his eyes lightly, and kissed intently and earnestly, but he didn't know what to do next.

His eyelashes trembled a few times, and he couldn't help but opened his eyes and looked at him helplessly.

—It seems that it is not a dream.

Yan Xuan felt that he was a little out of control. He stretched out his hand and clasped the back of the opponent's head, and put the other hand around the back of Wang Qi's waist, and firmly fixed the opponent in front of him with all his strength.

Looking at the other party's instantly flushed face and the eyes that seemed to hide the galaxy, he sighed silently, as if accepting his fate, he raised his face and deepened the sudden kiss.

Wang Qi's body trembled, and then he relaxed and leaned into his arms, hesitated with his hands, and circled Yan Xuan's neck helplessly.

There was a moment of silence.

The author has something to say: Yan Xuan: "The telegraph pole of friendship bends as soon as it is said."

Wang Qi: "..."

Just keep smiling at this time.