revive my love

The news of General Yun Hui's return to court has already spread among the courtiers. As soon as they arrived at the imperial capital, they were welcomed into the palace by the guards waiting here.

The silk and bamboo are melodious, and the gongs and drums are blaring. After a palace banquet, they each dispersed and waited for the next day to come to the court for further discussion.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

Shen Hanning went back to Shen's house first, got into the study and had a private conversation with Old General Shen for half an hour, and then went straight to Zhuangyuan's mansion.

There are servants guarding in front of the mansion.

Shen Hanning got off his horse and said to his servant with a smile, "Please inform me that Shen Hanning is visiting."

General Yunhui's appearance was known to almost everyone in the imperial capital, and the servants did not doubt that he was there, so they went directly to the mansion to report.

After a while, Qi Zhe came out to greet him in person, and when he saw the man leaning on a horse, he said helplessly, "It's almost curfew time, why are you here?"

Shen Hanning lifted the stack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and shook them in the air, "I'll bring you something to eat."

Seeing the familiar packaging and pastries, Qi Zhe's heart warmed slightly, and he smiled lightly.

After delivering the cakes, returning to Shen's house from Zhuangyuan's Mansion will inevitably encounter a curfew. With this reason, Shen Hanning proposed to stay overnight.

Qi Zhe's breathing was slightly stagnant, but he turned around and walked towards the mansion without saying anything.

This action is equal to the default.

Shen Hanning rubbed up a few steps, and whispered in his ear: "Go slowly, be careful of the wound."

"With you taking care of it these days, the scabs have already scabbed over. It's not that serious."

"That's not okay, what if there is a scar!" Shen Hanning said seriously: "If there is a scar, I will use my method to cover it, but the hickey will fade, then I will reluctantly kiss one every day——"

Qi Zhe blushed from his troubles, and directly elbowed him, "Shut up."

Shen Hanning didn't hide either, and took advantage of the situation to pull him into his arms, and the trick succeeded.

Qi Zhe: ...

He swore that in the future, he would definitely, definitely, and never be soft-hearted to the guy surnamed Shen, and he deserved to be arrested for violating the curfew.

"Shen Hanning, if you try again, get out!" He gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

There are not many people in Zhuangyuan's mansion, but this is the front hall, and the servants will pass by at any time.

Shen Hanning is too presumptuous.

Received the anger from the person in his arms, Shen Hanning pretended to speak and put aside his head, took Qi Zhe with him, and walked a little to the left-hand corridor.

Seen from the outside, Qi Zhe was walking in front of Shen Hanning, a part of his chest was covered by him, and the two were walking casually.

The No. [-] Scholar's Mansion is not big, and the closest place to them is the study.Qi Zhe couldn't bear it anymore, dragged Shen Hanning to the study, and closed the door behind him.

After Shen Hanning entered the door, he wandered around in the study room, looking at the articles and theories, and exclaimed: "You are worthy of being the number one scholar in the new department."

Qi Zhe ignored him, first cleaned up the messy pen and ink on the table, and then closed the open scroll.

"You were painting just now?" Shen Hanning's eyes were sharp, and he saw the wet ink on the scroll at a glance, and his heart moved slightly, "The ink is not dry yet, why are you putting it away?"

Qi Zhe said casually: "If you interrupt it, this painting will be abolished."

Shen Hanning: "?"

He came up curiously, looked at the semi-finished ink bamboo, and asked doubtfully: "Isn't this pretty good, why is it useless?"

"Mood state." Qi Zhe threw out two words, then turned around and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing here suddenly?"

"I'll bring you sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Shen Hanning raised the cake in his hand, put it on the table with a smile, "Try it quickly, the taste hasn't changed, it's still delicious."

Qi Zhe couldn't resist his soft and hard foam, so he had to sit down and taste it carefully.

Shen Hanning had nothing to do, so he sat on the other side and watched him eat.

Qi Zhe broke off a piece and handed it to him, "Have you had dinner yet?"

The palace banquet was really not full, so Qi Zhe ate a bowl of noodles after he came back, but Shen Hanning probably didn't eat much as he ran around.

"I didn't eat."

After Shen Hanning finished speaking, he opened his mouth and looked at the bright pastry with his eyes.

--feed me.

Qi Zhe: "...how old are you?"

That being said, he personally broke the pastry into small pieces and fed them to Shen Zaizai's mouth one by one.

Shen Hanning squinted his eyes in comfort, lying on the small table unable to get up.

Qi Zhe shook his head helplessly, eat some for himself, and feed him some more.

Under Shen Hanning's gag, a dozen osmanthus cakes were half empty, and Qi Zhe was full, so he put away the cakes and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea was slightly hot, but Shen Hanning didn't care, grabbed a cup from Qi Zhe, and wandered around the study with the tea.

Qi Zhe took a sip of his tea and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Hanning strolled and said, "Look at what kind of study room can cultivate great talents."

Qi Zhe: "..."

Qi Zhe: "This is not my previous study."

"Anyway, the things are there, so it's not bad." Shen Hanning said with a smile, he couldn't put it down with the book full of policy theory.

——These were written by Qi Zhe in the past ten years.

——It was Qi Zhe who he missed.

Qi Zhe sighed, sat down and sipped tea slowly, and ignored him.

Just like Qi Zhe was able to find the outline of his childhood from Shen Hanning's sleeping face, Shen Hanning found several immature articles among the vast sea of ​​strategies and theories.

He flipped through the volumes one after another, as if he had witnessed Qi Zhe's growth in the past ten years.From having a small family in mind to caring about the world.

Qi Zhe does not live for revenge, but for Tianlin and the common people.

Shen Hanning felt distressed.

The ten-year-old child carries blood and deep hatred on one shoulder, and carries his family, country and world on the other.

This is Qi Zhe, who is extremely merciful but has clear grievances and grievances.

Both extreme and clear.

Pressing the tingling pain in his heart, Shen Hanning slowly flipped through the scroll, and found a painting by accident.

The scroll is half an arm's length, the paper is yellow, and it looks a bit old-fashioned.

He picked it up curiously, put it on the table and slowly spread it out.

Qi Zhe, who was drinking tea, rushed forward in an instant, grabbed the unopened scroll, and carried it behind his back.

Shen Hanning: "?!"

There are secrets!

"Cough, this..." Qi Zhe looked towards the door in embarrassment, then looked back, and explained: "This is what my adoptive father drew of me before. I was ugly when I was a child, don't look at it—"

He didn't notice the conspicuous rosiness at the base of his ears.

Shen Hanning raised his eyebrows and retorted: "You are not ugly, you are handsome at any time."

Qi Zhe: "...Anyway, I think it's ugly, so I'll put it away."

Shen Hanning said with a smile: "I didn't even know Uncle Qi could paint, let me appreciate it?"

"No." Qi Zhe refused decisively.

Shen Hanning spread his hands in disappointment, "Oh, that's fine."

Qi Zhe glanced at him, turned his back and sorted out the scrolls.

Shen Hanning smiled, and while he was not paying attention, he directly grabbed the man and pressed him in his arms.

Qi Zhe exclaimed, almost lost his balance, and fell on the chest of the person behind him in a daze.

Shen Hanning exhaled in his ear, "What kind of painting is it, you don't even let me see it..."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the scroll from Qi Zhe's hands.

Qi Zhe was made weak by his breath, and the picture scroll was snatched away in a daze.

"Shen Hanning!" Qi Zhe became nervous, and turned around to grab it.

Shen Hanning tapped his forehead with his index finger, and said with a smile: "You have injuries on your body, don't move around."

"!" Qi Zhe stared at him with rounded eyes, looking nervous and embarrassed.

Shen Hanning became more and more curious about the content in the scroll.

He unfolded the scroll in front of Qi Zhe——

The ink brush in the painting is lightly drawn, and a few strokes bring out the appearance of two children, one is holding a long sword and looks vigorous; the other is holding a scroll, with slightly curved eyebrows.

The two children looked at each other with tenderness in their brows.

Below the scroll, the writer wrote a few words in block letters:

enter my loves door

The poem is not finished, the ink of the last word is blurred by the water, and the paper has rough edges.

Shen Hanning's hand holding the scroll trembled. He looked up at Qi Zhe, but saw the eyes of the person in front of him.Looking from the side, the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

"Entering my lovesickness gate, you will know my lovesickness... If I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I—"

Qi Zhe covered the words he was about to say, and said in a hoarse voice, "I never regret meeting you."

After he finished speaking, he took away the scroll and said with a low smile, "Burn this painting, it makes people sad."

Shen Hanning raised the corners of his lips, and the pity he had just suppressed surged up again.

Ten years of lovesickness.

He stepped forward and stopped Qi Zhe from going out.

Under people's doubtful eyes, Shen Hanning bent over straight, hugged Qi Zhe, wrapped his thin lips that had seduced him for a long time, and kissed him.

The scroll fell to the ground, Qi Zhe's body stiffened slightly, and then he slowly closed his eyes, soft in the arms of the person in front of him.

Now solve the lovesickness.

Qi Zhe and Shen Hanning will never leave again.

The author has something to say: Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci

Author: Li Bai (Tang)

……

The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws roosted in shock.

When will you know when you meet?Embarrassed this night!

Come into my lovesickness door, know that I love you,

Long lovesickness looks long and long, short lovesickness is endless,

I knew it was such a stumbling block, so how could I not know each other?