Yonglan

Time flies by in a flash.

The cool wind in shallow autumn gently blows over the branches of the trees, and occasionally a few fallen leaves fall on the ground, buried in the dust by the passing pedestrians. Is it still the scorching sun, or is it the silent retention of late summer?

Dongli Garden, beside the waterside pavilion, Yu Wenyong sits quietly in the courtyard, the blue hair is blown away like a waterfall in the wind, and that handsome and handsome face appears and disappears from time to time.The frightening and elegant style between waving sleeves and playing the piano, so many women linger in their dreams, and the melodious clear and melodious between fingers twitching, so many refined scholars look sideways at it.

The sound of the piano does not stop, it seems that there are mountain springs coming slowly from the valley, or like waterfalls rushing down from the nine heavens, sometimes the water trickles, and sometimes the waves are rough, even if you are at ease, you will not lose your enthusiasm, just like playing the piano leisurely at this moment Yu Wenyong.

The bright pearl is covered with dust, and there will be a day when it will be dusted.

Chang'an came to write a letter, no matter how unwilling Yu Wenyong was to leave, he would not stay any longer.

When the moon and stars are rare again.

Holding the wine, he found Gao Changgong.

"The moonlight is just right, Your Highness, would you like to see the light?"

His deep eyes were shining brightly, but he hid his anticipation in the depths of those endless eyes. Gao Changgong looked at him for a long time, and then with complicated emotions, he brought him to the nearby grove.

"Is Da Sikong ready to return to Zhou Kingdom?"

According to the moonlight, brushing away the branches, Gao Changgong turned his back to Yu Wenyong, and slowly expressed his guess.

After the words fell, Yu Wenyong stopped abruptly, and looked at the person who also stopped but did not turn back. There was no creaking sound of stepping on dead branches, and the dim small tree became more and more silent.

After a long silence, Yu Wenyong said, "His Royal Highness is really insightful. This Sikong's illness has indeed been sustained for too long. If there is no improvement, it's time for Otsuka to intervene."

Gao Changgong turned around and sighed, "Da Sikong should return to China soon."

Yu Wenyong was taken aback, then smiled, "I thought His Highness would say I shouldn't have come."

"..."

Seeing Gao Changgong's slightly stunned expression, Yu Wenyong's smile deepened, and he continued, "I, Yu Wenyong, will not be in vain if I can get His Highness's words."

"Da Sikong is thinking too much. Whether you should come or when you should go back has nothing to do with Gu." Gao Changgong reacted, immediately retorted, and continued walking quickly.

Yu Wenyong looked sideways, is this anger from embarrassment?Seeing that this man quickened his pace and walked forward, he immediately followed with a big smile.

Looking for a hillside, the two sat side by side on the rock, Yu Wenyong opened the altar wine and took a few sips, then passed it to the person beside him, Gao Changgong looked at it, finally took it, raised his head and drank it, Yu Wenyong Only then did Yong look away in satisfaction.

The rocks are rugged and the grass is overgrown. A few fireflies flicker on the treetops, emitting a faint light in the night sky. Gao Changgong stretched out his hand, and a firefly slipped through his fingers.

He recalled the past, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Lian likes fireflies all over the sky the most, they are as gorgeous as fireworks, but unfortunately she doesn't remember."

Yu Wenyong didn't ask who Xiao Lian was, he said calmly, "What about you, what do you like?"

Gao Changgong was stunned, then smiled and opened his eyes, "I like Yinghuo too."

"You don't like it, you just like it because of Yuan Qingsuo." Yuan Qingsuo is Duan Mulian's matter, Gao Changgong didn't deliberately hide it, how could Yu Wenyong not guess, he pressed Gao Changgong's shoulder, forcing him to face himself , "Gao Changgong, look at me!"

"Tell me, what do you like?"

"I..." Gao Changgong was speechless for a while, and even lost Yu Wenyong's sight in a bit of embarrassment, lying on his back on the grass.

He didn't even know what he liked.

Seeing Gao Changgong like this, Yu Wenyong's heart ached faintly, and he lay down.

"Chang Gong..."

"You were oppressed because of your biological mother status, and I was humiliated because of my proton life."

"You have great military exploits but you can't help yourself. I have a noble blood but it is difficult to rule the court."

"Look, we seem to be a good match."

"If you don't know what you like, you might as well like me."

Turning over to bully Gao Changgong, Yu Wenyong met his shocked eyes.

Gao Changgong didn't struggle, he turned his head away and buried all his emotions in his eyes.

There was no end to the dense night, and the deadlocked silence was unbroken for a long time. After a long time, Gao Changgong said softly, "Yes."

The sudden, even somewhat inaudible reply made Yu Wenyong's eyes widen in ecstasy, and impatiently straightened the head of the person under him, asking eagerly, "What did you say?"

Gao Changgong looked at him with a light smile, "I think Da Sikong's suggestion is very good, so I decided to accept it humbly."

"Your Highness is as good as good, and I, Sikong, can't let His Highness down." Yu Wenyong also regained his previous composure, and teased him.

Leaning over to kiss the beautifully curved lips, and dropping a hot and domineering kiss, Gao Changgong raised his head slightly and opened his thin lips slightly, while Ren Yuwenyong tossed and turned to devour the city and loot the land.

Maybe the result at this moment is already in his connivance.

He was killed in Chang'an, and he tried his best to save everything.

He returned to Kim Yong City, and he came secretly under the pretext of recovering from his injuries.

He saved Xiao Lian for him in the eastern suburbs, but left alone in the night.

He pleases him in Lianyue Xiaozhu, but never speaks of his own difficulties.

He is well versed in Fengyue and love, but he has never crossed the threshold.

……

Gao Changgong thinks, in this world, it's not that no one has worked hard for him, but Yu Wenyong is the only one who makes him so happy.

Only happy for him, only worried about him.

Mother's love is too heavy, Luo Yun's love is too stubborn, only Yu Wenyong can advance and retreat freely, and never make him difficult, maybe this is the result of this person's step by step, but it doesn't prevent him from laughing it off.

Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, masculinity has prevailed. After understanding Yu Wenyong's mind, Gao Changgong went to understand it on purpose, but unexpectedly he lost himself.

That day Tianyue asked him if he had someone he liked, he said no, but he didn't say it, at the moment of hesitation, he thought of Yu Wenyong.

After the kiss, Gao Changgong's breath was unsteady, and Yu Wenyong smiled loudly, tracing his outline under the moonlight.

"It seems that you don't know anything."

"Does Da Sikong think that Gu is still young and ignorant?"

"I made a slip of the tongue, I hope His Highness Haihan." How could King Lanling be young and ignorant, no matter how you look at it, he should be young and frivolous.

"It's easy to say." Gao Changgong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The corners of Yu Wenyong's lips raised slightly, his eyes dimmed, "If I want to kill you, is it okay?"

Gao Changgong raised his eyebrows, pushed Yu Wenyong away and sat up, condescendingly said, "Da Sikong, do what you can."

Yu Wenyong also sat up and said, "I, Sikong, have always been very confident."

Regarding someone's extraordinary self-confidence, Gao Changgong only said, "The position of Princess Lanling is waiting for a seat. Is Da Sikong interested in taking a seat?"

"Of course, is there anyone more suitable than me, Sikong, to be the husband of Lanling?"

"..."

With a thicker skin than a city wall, what else can Gu say.

The author has something to say: Long time no see, have you all gone home?