across the shore

When Jia Ting stepped on it, a piece of the snow-white plush blanket sank immediately, and the outstretched plush hooked his ankles and itched.

Used to standing on the hard mud, Jiating felt comfortable when he suddenly came into contact with the ground that was as soft as white clouds, but after that he felt endless repulsion.

The white pillars on the corridor are carved with gorgeous patterns, which are elegant but gorgeous, and the sky outside has a faint yellow halo, making everything blurred and warm.

Jia Ting calculated carefully, he probably stayed in the room for more than a month and nearly two months, except for that time when Yinlian humiliated him, he hadn't seen him for a month.

I thought he had forgotten himself, but now...

"What did that man ask me to do?" Jia Ting asked Na Yu who was following behind him.

During this more than a month, Jia Ting already knew the identity of Na Yu.

Na Yu can be regarded as the highest status in this palace besides Yinlian, he is in charge of major affairs in this palace.

He is also the person who is closest to Yinlian's life, and knows Yinlian's situation best.

"Prince Lian didn't say anything, but just told me to tell Master Ting to go to Houhuating." Na Yu's tone was very formulaic, and he didn't disclose any information to Jia Ting.

Jia Ting pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Lord Ting..." After a moment of silence, Yu who was behind him spoke hesitantly, faltering.

Jia Ting turned around, looked at Na Yu who was much taller than him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"When you see Prince Lian, don't be too..." Na Yu's voice was very low, looking at Jia Ting's eyes dodging, "Actually, Prince Lian is also very innocent."

"Innocent" Jiating asked back, his tone raised slightly, a little unbelievable.

"Prince Lian was destined to be the future emperor since he was born. There are many things that he can't decide. Prince Lian..."

Na Yu paused, trying to figure out how to use words in his heart, and finally Na Yu said: "Prince Lian is very lonely."

Jia Ting was puzzled and froze on the spot.

Loneliness is an emotion that Jiating, who lives in a cave, does not understand.

Just like Yinlian, who lives in the Silver Palace, doesn't understand the importance of the dignity she gives herself to herself.

The warm yellow evening veil of the sky falls on Yin Lian's broad shoulders, and a perfect profile casts mottled shadows on the lush green grass.

The air was deep and quiet, and the sound of Yinlian's slender fingers turning the pages of the book was the only tone in the world, crisp and intoxicating.

"Here you come? Sit down." Yinlian didn't raise her eyes but she already knew Jia Ting's arrival.

Jia Ting approached without pretense, sat opposite to Yin Lian, and looked at Yin Lian's face.

The two of them just sat there quietly without saying a word, with a row of waiters standing beside them.

The light yellow at the edge of the day turned into a thick orange, Jia Ting glanced at Yin Lian who was sitting opposite, and couldn't help but said: "It's already dark."

"Well, it's already dark." Yinlian put away the thick classical books spread out on the table, stood up, and said to Na Yu who was standing beside him, "Go back."

After taking a step or two, Yinlian turned her head and said to Jia Ting, "Stay with me."

Yinlian's flawless face became blurred and distant under the orange dusk, but the original indifference faded away, and there seemed to be a warmth that had nowhere to rest in those golden eyes.

Just looking at Jiating like that, Jiating thought: I should reject him quickly and decisively, I should get up and walk in front of him and laugh at him fiercely, are you also lonely?

But Jiating nodded slightly.

Yinlian pursed her lips like a child at that moment, looked deeply at Jia Ting, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

When Yinlian turned around, Jiating looked at his perfect slender back and thought of what Na Yu said.

"Prince Lian is very lonely."

Yinlian's back is beautiful, slender and charming, against the orange background, the indifferent silver is more bright.

But that kind of back is alone, no one stands by his side, no one walks side by side with him.

"Lonely?" Jiating murmured.

Jia Ting lay on the blanket, looked at the lights that poured down from the top, let those lights cover his eyesight, it was painful, and then wept.

When there was a knock on the door, Jia Ting turned his face away from the door and covered his eyes with his hands.

"come in."

Na Yu pushed open the door, with food in his hand, looked at Jia Ting who would rather sleep on the floor than on the bed, without saying a word, approached the table, and put down the food.

"Then Yu, as you, there's no need to come to my place every day, right?"

"Well, you can say that." Na Yu turned around and looked at Jia Ting's face covered with his hands, and smiled, "But I'm free, so it's good to come and see Mr. Ting, Mr. Ting is very hesitant in the Silver Palace. Bar?"

Jia Ting turned his entire face away from Na Yu, as if he couldn't see it that way.

"Prince Lian is very quiet, sometimes he doesn't give any orders a day, and he doesn't raise sex-slaves, so I am the most leisurely of all."

Na Yu seemed to be secretly delighted, even his tone of voice was brisk.

But when Yu said that Yinlian was good, Jia Ting was very repulsed in his heart, and hummed softly: "Really?"

Maybe because he sensed Jia Ting's repulsion, Na Yu didn't speak, he was silent for a while, and sighed.

"Master Ting is a person who keeps his promises, right?"

"..."

"Prince Lian will take your words seriously tonight!"

Jia Ting's right hand gripped the blanket fiercely, his knuckles were white, and the joints were very prominent, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know."

Both of them were too proud, so Yu didn't know what to say, he wanted to persuade Jia Ting to bow his head, but how could Jia Ting agree?

But think about it, maybe it was Jia Ting's extraordinary pride that attracted Prince Lian!

Na Yu exited the room.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Jiating put down his left hand covering his eyes, revealing a pair of red eyes illuminated by the light, with deep light in them.

Jia Ting propped himself up from the ground, half-sitting, with his head buried, a bit decadent.

"What the hell am I doing?"

Na Yu walked out of Jia Ting's room, walked to the corner of the corridor, saw the silver figure, and stared wide-eyed.

"Prince Lian, you..."

Yinlian glanced at Yu, and Yu instantly understood what Yinlian meant, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

"He..." Yinlian hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

Originally, he wanted to see Jia Ting, but thinking of what he did to Jia Ting in that room, and the pair of eyes that Jia Ting looked at him at that time, he couldn't move.

Standing here hesitated for a while, and then was seen by his subordinates. This scene had to be said to be a bit embarrassing.

After waiting for a long time, Yinlian still didn't say anything.

"Prince Lian, do you want to go and see Mr. Ting, Mr. Ting hasn't rested yet."

Na Yu asked out, wanting to resolve Yinlian's embarrassment, but Yinlian said: "No, I'll just walk around."

Then Yu felt a little funny in his heart, how could you not see Prince Lian walking around casually in the past, but today you walked casually and came to the side hall, which is really casual enough.

But Na Yu didn't have the courage to say what was in his heart yet, so he just respectfully said: "Prince Lian wants Na Yu to follow, please tell me."

"No need." Yin Lian also felt a little embarrassed, turned her head, but then turned back bluntly, pretending to be indifferent: "Just do your own thing."

After finishing speaking, Yin Lian waved her sleeves and left, and the silver robe shone in Na Yu's eyes under the white light.

"If you want to see Mr. Ting, go and see, is there anyone here who dares to laugh at you?" Na Yu muttered to himself.

"However..., it seems that since the first meeting, the two of them seem to be weird." Na Yu frowned and recalled what happened in the last month.

"Did Lord Ting annoy Prince Lian again?"

In the bottom of Yu's heart, Yin Lian was still the future emperor who would not eat the fireworks of the world. Even after thinking about it, he never thought that Prince Lian, whose family has always been as light as a cloud, would actually strip off his clothes.

So, in the end, Yu came to the conclusion that Master Ting must have said something impolite to anger Prince Lian, and Prince Lian couldn't bear to see Master Ting.

"Hey!" Na Yu looked up at the chandelier above his head, feeling a little aggrieved, "I feel like my leisure time is coming to an end."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and walked away with a little dejection.

Yinlian sat by the window rail, staring at the full moon in the sky in a daze, her golden eyes were full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

"Why does Yinlan understand my thoughts so well?"

What Yinlan said that day dispelled Yinlian's doubts. Afterwards, Yinlian thought about it for a long time, maybe just as Yinlan said, she was envious and jealous.

A future emperor envies and envies a vagrant who has almost nothing, even thinking about it makes people laugh.

But it was like that again. During the calm January, Yinlian went from unbelievable to hesitant, to compromise now.

Finally, he admitted it, especially when Yinlian said "stay with me" today, when he saw Jia Ting nodding, he finally compromised.

"Maybe I should ask Yinlan." Yinlian thought, "Yinlan will always have many people around him, whether it is his own brothers or those unknown young boys."

Yinlian thought about it and decided to pay attention.

That same night, Jia Ting squatted on the fence next to the window rail, looking out of the palace with a pair of black eyes without blinking.

After staring at it for an unknown amount of time, Jiating jumped off the fence, his fists landed on the plush carpet, and he cursed, "Damn it, why is it so tight."

After being locked in this room, Gating would watch the guards outside the palace by the window every night.

But in the past two months, Jiating discovered that the palace was like a dead city, surrounded to death, and even the waiters in the palace had to question him when they went out.

"Do you really want me to force a smile on a man?" Jia Ting thought angrily.

The more he thought about it, the angrier Jia Ting became.

The author has something to say:

Did you decide that Xiao Jiating was bewitched by Lian Meiren's beauty?

The author found that beauty tricks are the best.

When will a little Jiating be beautiful and harm people.

Haha ...