Huaigui

The next day when He Lan Mingyue got up, she felt uncomfortable everywhere, and her steps were even more sloppy when she was in bed.

Looking up, Gao Jing sat on the imperial concubine's bed opposite and smiled at himself with his chin in his hand.The absurdity of the previous night seemed to be engraved in his memory, and he turned his face away embarrassedly.

Gao Jing said, "You don't have to accompany me to court today."

Only then did Helan Mingyue realize that she seemed to be getting up a bit late, and was about to make up for it, Gao Jing got up and tapped his shoulder, and walked out of the Nuan Pavilion neatly dressed.

With the remaining warmth still on, he propped his forehead angrily.

The little palace maid serving Gao Jing came in with hot water, and kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look at him.

The eyes of everyone in Wensi Temple were a little strange. He thought it was his own thoughts, and he couldn't avoid it deliberately, so he had to go around Gao Jing's reading place to sort out the memorials for him.

After tidying up, He Lan Mingyue didn't know what to do.He has been following Gao Jing for a long time. Once Gao Jing doesn't need him, he will just do nothing. He shouldn't be like this.

Helan Mingyue sat on the porch, raised her head and counted the geese flying over Ziwei City, and somehow thought of the northern border again.

Childhood was already very rare to him, perhaps it was the extreme indifference, but recently he could remember some fragmented fragments.For example, the non-flowering tree in the courtyard, the man wearing black armor like an iron tower, and the sharp Fangtian painted halberd, he pieced together a Yinzhou city full of yellow sand, but he didn't know if he could go back.

Sitting quietly for a while, Qingcao brought a bowl of rice porridge, Helan Mingyue thanked him, halfway through the drink, he was intending to exchange a few words with Qingcao, when someone announced from the other side: King Ji is visiting.

The rice porridge almost choked him, He Lan Mingyue said: "Your Highness is not here, what is the prince doing here?"

Reporting to the guards only said: "The lord said that he will not find His Highness."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stepped across the main entrance of the carved beams and painted buildings, and walked around to this remote Nuange garden.With amorous phoenix eyes, a thin green shirt, and a snow-white fur cloak, his shoulders are too thin to hold up, but his back and waist are straight, and he has an extraordinary temperament. He is Ji Wang Gaoqian.

Helan Mingyue was helpless, and half-kneeled to salute: "Join Your Highness."

"Get up." Gao Qian held a gold-plated hand stove, and the maid spread out cushions in the porch, and he took advantage of the situation, "This king is here to see you today."

He Lan Mingyue was puzzled: "Your Highness... looking for a subordinate?"

Gao Qian waved his hand, and the maid serving him retreated with the guards.He didn't seem to avoid suspicion at all, and sighed: "There's no need to be trembling, we've seen it before, haven't we?"

It was about the matter in Prince Yu's Mansion, He Lan Mingyue replied: "Thank you for your kind words at that time."

Gao Qian smiled: "Just a casual word, Brother Yu took it to heart, you should thank him. It's just that this king didn't expect you to stay by Jing Er's side for so long. It seems that he trusts you very much."

"His Highness praises you."

"Did you praise you for being so clear-eyed?" Gao Qian said, "It's a pity that you came from a bad background."

He Lan Mingyue's complexion sank, but she still lowered her head, looking calm.Gao Qian didn't care about his reaction. He clasped the stove with his fingertips. He spoke in a soft voice, so he had to concentrate and listen carefully: "Your surname is Helan, so you are destined to be unable to stand in front of Your Majesty... Besides, your name is Mingyue. Can Your Majesty It is because he didn't know that you have been allowed until today, and when he knows, not to mention Yaoguang Pavilion, you can't stay in the huge Ziwei City."

After he finished speaking, Helan Mingyue said after a while: "What does the prince want to do, just say it."

Gao Qian snorted softly: "He is a smart man, if not for his status, this king would really want to keep you by his side."

"I am afraid that Mingyue will not be blessed to do things for the prince."

"Hehe, this king doesn't eat people." Gao Qian said slowly, "Now you are being protected by Gao Jing, have you ever thought about what to do when he will exchange you for something one day?"

"..."

Gao Qian said: "We should always learn to leave a way out for ourselves, otherwise, wouldn't it be worth living up to the word 'He Lan'?"

He Lan Mingyue said: "This subordinate doesn't know what the prince means."

"Speak openly." Gao Qian stood up slowly and walked out, caught a glimpse of Helan Mingyue uneasily rubbing the pearl on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said, "Your life was picked up by King Yu, live a lifetime!" Count each day. Think more about yourself—brother Huang won't tolerate you, Jinger is his future prince, will you tolerate him?"

He Lan Mingyue paused, and understood in a flash.

As long as the emperor refuses to take his life, what will happen to Gao Jing is self-evident.

If he lived for himself, he would still have to walk out of Ziwei City.

Gao Qian was satisfied with the dazed reaction, he lowered his head slightly, covered his mouth with his hand and yawned.Ah Qiu, who was guarding not far away, ran over and supported him obediently.

"Helan Mingyue, I see that you are good-looking, you are not stupid, and you are fond of me, so I advise you a little more." Gao Qian turned his head and stroked his temple hair, "The world is vast, and love is the cheapest."

After saying that, Gao Qian turned and left, leaving him alone until he was awakened by the sound of wild goose.

He really wanted to refute Gao Qian, asking what kind of relationship you have with Lu Yi, and he couldn't help thinking about how Lu Yi would react if he heard this remark. With mixed feelings, he suddenly realized that he actually knew nothing about Gao Qian.

Everyone told him "you should go" and "if you don't go, you will die." According to his current convenience, it is very easy to hide his name after leaving Ziwei City.

Helan Mingyue thought about it many times, and also tried to leave the palace as if nothing had happened last time - it's so easy to say, pack up, tell a lie, take the money you saved, and ask Gao Jing for a copy that can be released Luoyang's ultimatum, if you want to leave on any day, you can stay anywhere.

How simple, not to mention that Xu Xin might be able to help him return to his hometown.

Hometown is a word full of temptation, and it was also his support in the Prince Yu's Mansion back then. One day, He Lanmingyue will finally be able to touch the narrow path leading to memories...

But he couldn't do it, and he didn't want to admit that he was trapped by love.

Helan Mingyue punched the palace wall hard, her knuckles were in sharp pain, and when she took it away, it was covered with bruises and scratches.

No one else knew about the conversation with Gao Qian, so He Lan Mingyue spent a few days in a daze, but didn't notice that Gao Jing was also in torment.

After the Jingzhe, the earth returns to spring, the ice and snow melt, and several peonies are quietly sprouting in the flower garden in front of Wensi Temple.

Gao Jing doesn't seem to care about the fact that Luocheng Peony is famous all over the world.Helan Mingyue asked once, and he said: "The rich and noble flowers may be very elegant when placed in the imperial city, but they are vulgar when they enter ordinary people's homes."

This time around, Helan Mingyue said again: "Your Highness, the peonies will only bloom when the spring is in full bloom."

Gao Jing glanced at him, it was just the dusk with dim light, and it was a little foggy, so he let him hold him, feeling the warmth of his palm, and said after walking two steps, "It's too ostentatious and vulgar."

"What kind of flowers does Your Highness like?" He Lan Mingyue looked at him with a pair of smiling eyes, "I'll pick them for you."

Avoiding to answer, Gao Jing noticed a beam of cold light around his waist, brushed off his sleeves, and the South China Sea pearl inlaid on the hilt of the sword faintly illuminated the inch under his feet.Gao Jingdao: "I didn't realize before that this bead is not ordinary, and it can be illuminated by pearl light at night... It's a pity that I still can't see the road clearly."

Helan Mingyue's heart moved: "Why do you need the Pearl to lead the way? Your Highness just support me."

Gao Jing suddenly said strangely: "You won't always be by my side."

Helan Mingyue was about to say something to comfort him, but for no reason remembered what Gao Qian said, he is now in the palace as if walking on the edge of a knife to survive, how can he protect Gao Jingyi's life?

He was silent for a while, Gao Jing would usually ask a few words, but this day he just sighed: "The flowers bloom and fade, it's too short...I don't like it."

But the moon waxes and the moon loses, it lasts forever, do you like it?

Helan Mingyue didn't ask.

Back in the warm pavilion, he lit the lamp, thought for a while and asked Gao Jing: "What else do you want to hear today? I'll read it to you." While talking, he touched the unprocessed memorials over there, and his mind ran quickly. Let’s go over the recent events—He Qinghai Yan, nothing happened in the world, and the war with Southern Chu seems to be dying down soon.

Gao Jing shook his head, and answered irrelevantly: "Father asked me to talk again."

When mentioning the emperor, he felt a little guilty, so he didn't answer, and Gao Jing continued: "He said that the [-]th of next month is an auspicious day, and if there is no accident, he will make me the prince."

The palace has added a little prince this year, but the older Gao Jing is, he will reach the crown age in a year—the emperor is about the same age as him, and he is already preparing to be in charge of the government, secretly preparing to overthrow the Queen Mother's party members—however, he belongs to the Eastern Palace No two candidates, but Helan Mingyue heard helplessness and hesitation from his words.

He said: "Isn't it what His Highness has always wanted to be in the East Palace?"

Gao Jing said softly: "Yes."

Light rain began to fall outside the window, and the east wind sneaked in, causing the candles to flicker, and Gao Jing's expression was covered with a layer of gloom, which could not be seen clearly.He Lan Mingyue took two steps and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

Gao Jing said wearily: "Brother Mingyue, just give me a hug."

He couldn't bear Gao Jing's words like this, so he went over unprepared, opened his hands, and was about to pull him into his arms like before, let him lean on his chest, and then say some sweet words——

"Swipe-"

With a metallic sound, Gao Jing suddenly pulled out Yanshanxue.

A ray of light like snow and moon lay horizontally between the two of them, and the sword pointed at He Lan Mingyue's lower abdomen.

At that very short moment, He Lan Mingyue thought of many things, including Gao Jing's hesitation.He seemed to finally be unable to continue lying to himself, stripping away the past four years of being together day and night and having sex in bed nakedly. It turned out that he was the only one who couldn't accept it: he was the only one who was totally addicted, and the only person who wanted to stay together was only he.

Wasn't Gao Jing tempted?

Helan Mingyue pondered countless times, and got the answer on this day.

Even if Gao Jing was tempted for a moment, he would not point the sword at himself.

But he still reported his expectation, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"Sorry." Gao Jing's voice seemed weak, but his sword hand was firm.

It was already difficult for Helan Mingyue to speak: "Why?"

Gao Jing gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to be red: "You said that you were willing to die for me."

But the moment you drew your sword towards me, I regretted it.

As Helan Mingyue thought this way, Yan Shanxue's chill approached his body, but he calmed down like never before: "I said it, and I swore it... because I loved you back then."

Gathering the fingers holding the sword, Gao Jing said: "Father said that the Helan clan, Xishan Mingyue...is his heart disease. I picked it for him, and he made me the prince, and handed over the country to me in a hundred years—he Let you go, but your life was always given by Gao Shi, now I take it back for him. Do you...do you have anything to say?"

"Exaggerated words!" He Lan Mingyue almost laughed angrily, Gao Jing who said this was not like anyone he knew, "I have never owed anything to Mrs. Gao, just because of this name?"

Gao Jing said, "It's because of the name."

Fate entangled, he suddenly found that he was still at the origin, choked up, and could only repeat: "But I don't owe you."

Nearly 20 years later, He Lan Mingyue remembered the day King Yu adopted him and asked him who he was. His answer was He Lan's. King Yu was furious and told him to forget the name.

In the end, he thought desperately, it was he who wanted to find out the truth, he deliberately let Gao Jing know, it was he who wanted to gamble... It was not because of anyone, but because he wanted to gamble with Gao Jing.

It's all about losing, He Lan Mingyue thought, could it be that King Yu is really right?

"You don't owe me." Gao Jing said, and suddenly turned up the volume, "Don't you owe me?! You really don't know who the person you slept with was that day? If I tell you what you did, you still won't be able to live !"

which day?

He was about to ask back, but remembered.

Weird sweet porridge, fever, confused consciousness, what Gao Jing said in his ear, and that sticky aroma, the way the palace maid looked at him the next day, Concubine Yang whom he had never seen again...

There was a "buzz" in Helan Mingyue's head, as if he had been hit hard, he was defeated in an instant.

His voice changed: "Do you know that bowl of porridge is weird?"

"I don't know, but the queen mother acts... I can guess, just follow the trend."

"You plan on me, you use me?!"

Gao Jing said calmly, "Yes."

Helan Mingyue was engulfed in anger, and grabbed the sharp blade, the pain and blood did not make Gao Jing flinch.He looked at the other person's face illuminated by the pearl light, his whole heart seemed to be clenched and then let go, and he felt a killing intent.

"Gao Jing!"

"Even if I'm sorry for you in this matter, so what?!" Gao Jing growled, his sword hand did not let go because of He Lan's strength, "You are my servant, my slave, I want you to do it. What... shouldn't it be?"

After hearing this, Helan Mingyue laughed out loud: "Haha...haha, yes, you are the king and I am the slave. In your heart, I was a slave from beginning to end?"

"Yes."

"Nothing else?"

"Yes."

Helan Mingyue let go, he experienced great joy and sorrow, anger and despair in too short a period of time, all the strength in his body was sucked away along the wound on the palm of his hand - all kinds of things yesterday, turned around in his mind, He Lan Mingyue was stunned to find that Gao Jing really had never had the slightest nostalgia for him.

Trust is not like, dependence is not like, he knows too little.

Just as Gao Jing can bend a bow and shoot an arrow, he always feels that the other party is so fragile that he needs to be protected at any time.

When Ling Guifei's portrait and paper figurines were exposed that year, he asked Gao Jing: "How can you love someone to the extreme, but wish him to die?" Gao Jing replied, maybe it was because of loving him to the extreme.

He didn't understand it then, and now he knows it, but he would rather never understand it.

When the heart dies, love turns into hate, but he can't live in hatred like Concubine Ling Gui, so it's better to die.

Helan Mingyue held the sword blade, looked at Gao Jing's ruthless eyes, pressed against her heart, so sore that she couldn't cry, only heard the sound of rain, wanted to laugh but couldn't, and said in vain:

"But I am sincere to you... If you don't want it, then dig it out."