The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

In the end, he was reluctant to disappoint the person on his heart, and Xuan Zhan did not agree with him after all. Yun De was released from Zhao Prison after being punished a hundred times.

On the day the staff was released, he knelt in front of the palace gate for a whole day but could not enter.

"Let's go back."

Seeing Yun De stubbornly kneeling on the snow, Yun Jiu sighed helplessly, "Even if you kneel here to death, he will not allow you to step into this palace gate to meet the master."

Yunde didn't say a word, his tortured body was only wearing thin clothes, his back was straight and he knelt in front of the palace gate for several hours without a drop of water, and he didn't listen to any persuasion.

"The master begged for your life from him. If you don't take it seriously, where do you put the master?"

"I don't care about it." Yunde opened his mouth and squeezed out four words between his teeth.

"You don't care?" Yun Jiu pulled out his hand in the cloak, raised his hand and pointed at the palace gate casually, "Then you think it would be a pity for him to kneel down here to die? Or do you want the master to know, once again Commit yourself to him, so as to protect your life, which you treat as nothing?"

"What did you say?!" Yunde was furious.

Yun Jiu mocked, "Don't you know? Your humble life was begged by the master. How do you think the master asked him to forgive you because of his thoughts on the master?"

Yunde was about to jump up, but his injuries were too severe, and he knelt in the freezing snow for several hours, but he didn't get up, and turned to one side.

"What did you say?!"

"What did I say? Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Who do you think he is, a fatuous and incompetent master who dares not do anything? Or do you think he is just pretending to intimidate with his courage, or do you really Think he dare not kill you?"

At the end, Yun Jiu yelled angrily, "You are so reckless, how far do you want to push the master before you give up?"

Yunde fell to the ground, his face was blue and white, trembling for a while and couldn't get up to see his appearance, Yun Jiu clenched his teeth, turned around and strode away.

It wasn't until Yun Jiu walked away that the servant waiting at the side stepped forward cautiously, trying to help him up from the ground.

"Third Lord..."

Yunde fell sideways in the snow, frightened and furious, and passed out.

"Three masters and one"*

All the gauze curtains in the hall were opened, and the carved wooden windows on the west side were pushed open a little, the gap was just facing the red and white plum tree in full bloom in the pearl snow in the courtyard, Yun Yao leaned on the couch, dazed I have been looking at the pearl plum tree for half an hour.

Looking at the open window lattice, Xiao Fuzi felt a little worried. Although the fire was burning in the hall, it couldn't hold back the snowy wind blowing in. Before, it was warm like a warm spring, but now it was cool.

If this precious master suffers from the cold again, I'm afraid His Majesty will really make Long Yan furious.

"Your Highness, my servant will go and break two branches for you and put them in the hall..."

"No need." Yun Yao waved his hand, "That's fine."

"Your Highness, your body has just recovered, so you're probably going to get chilly again by opening yourself to the wind." Xiao Fuzi was very anxious.Yun Wei tilted his head slightly, looked at the helpless little Fuzi, and nodded slightly, "Close it."

"Hey!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fuzi seemed to be pardoned, and rushed up to close the open window tightly, "Your Highness, I know you like plum blossoms, so I will go and break two branches for you and put them in the hall." ?”

Knowing that it disturbed the master's interest in admiring the plums, he closed the window, and Xiao Fuzi turned around and asked Qian'er respectfully.

"No need."

"Your Highness, slave..." Looking at his resentful expression, Xiao Fuzi was a little scared.

"It's okay, Mr. Fu, don't worry about it." Seeing the little Fuzi whose face was a little pale, Yun Wei smiled, signaling him not to be nervous, "Master Fu is alive, Yun Wei understands." Not wanting to embarrass him, Yun Wai mourned in relief.

Little Fuzi stood with his head down, wrung his hands and his ears turned red, "Slave..." He was just a little eunuch, his life and death were in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, he was incapable of doing his duties, and it was for this master, how could he have any kindness? fate?

"Go."

"That plum blossom..."

Yun Wei's gaze turned to the closed window on the west side, a little far away, "How long will it be fresh away from the branches?"

Little Fuzi was startled, and lowered his head silently. Was the master talking about the flowers on the branches, or... was he talking about himself?

Yun Bei leaned against Suo Zijin on his back, and quietly closed his eyes, feeling tired and sleepy.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Fuzi blessed Fu quietly, put down the two veils in the hall, and quietly retreated.

He is a posthumous child. When his mother was pregnant with him, his father passed away. His heart was full of grief. He hurt her own body and the child in her womb. He was damaged in the mother's womb. Although the parenting and care are excellent, there is no need for ordinary children after all.

After these years of tempering in the army, his body has become much tougher, but after this two or three times of tossing, coupled with the depression in his heart, he fell into a lingering sick bed.

In a daze, he fell asleep at some point, and when he opened his eyes again, there were two fingers pressed on his wrist, which was very familiar.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

A familiar voice sounded next to his ear, and he paused in his heart, remembering that riding a horse in the yellow sand desert, it really was another dream.

She closed her eyes in desperation, and when she opened them again, she calmly concealed the faint hope and joy.

"Is Your Highness still dizzy?"

"Ah."

"Apart from dizziness, is there any other discomfort, Your Highness?" Sun Jing asked while taking his pulse carefully.

Shaking her head, Yun Qing suddenly closed her eyes and raised her hand to press her forehead.

"What's wrong? But dizzy?" Seeing his reaction, Xuan Zhan was startled.

It took a long time to get over the attack of dizziness, Yun Ghou lightly shook his head indifferently.

"Sun Jing! How is your son's health? You tell me the truth!" Seeing him like this, His Majesty's worries and fears rushed towards Sun Jing.

Sun Jing withdrew his hand for taking the pulse, knelt down and kowtowed, "Return to Your Majesty, Your Highness was born with a deficiency. Although he has been taking good care of him for many years, he is no more than an ordinary strong man. This time, he broke out twice and three times High fever, plus the room..." Sun Jing said, suddenly stopped speaking, and carefully glanced at Yun Yao on the couch with his eyes closed, and sure enough, he saw his expression suddenly changed. Word.

Yun Wei understood what Sun Jing said and suddenly stopped in the middle of his speech, and Xuan Zhan naturally understood it too. Looking at the man whose whole body was stiff and his face changed drastically, he clenched his palms and turned to ask Sun Jing who was kneeling in front of the couch. Jing, "Is there a serious problem?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, although His Highness's body is weak, it is not a serious problem, but it is actually not a good solution for His Highness to lie on the couch for a long time. If it is feasible, I hope His Highness will stay on the couch and move around more."

"Lie'er is like this, how can he stay on the bed and move around!?" Xuan Zhan shouted.

Sun Jing kowtowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, the weaker the body, the weaker the body will become when lying down. If you walk more, it will be more beneficial for the recovery of the sick body."

"really?"

"I don't dare to speak nonsense!"

"What about the prescription for recuperation?"

"Your Majesty, Your Highness's body is actually fine. It is three-point poisonous medicine, and medicine is not as good as food tonic. I remember that there is an imperial chef in the imperial dining room who is very good at medicinal food. My suggestion is to stop the medicine for recuperation. Directly changing to medicinal diet therapy, and letting His Highness stay in the bed more to move the muscles, bones and blood vessels, the effect should be more effective than the prescription prescribed by Weichen."

His Majesty the Emperor, who has always been vigorous and resolute, looked at the pale man on the couch, who had lost weight in a few days, but hesitated, "Is it really all right?"

"My minister guarantees with the head of the item." Sun Jing resolutely said.

Seeing that he had even put his head on the line, His Majesty finally felt a little more relieved, "Then, according to what you said, it's safe to tell the imperial chef who makes medicinal food in the imperial dining room."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Quan An hurried out to tell the imperial chef.

When the imperial chef arrived, His Majesty the Emperor personally gave instructions, and asked Sun Jing to explain carefully and clearly the matters to be paid attention to and what to avoid. He felt that the imperial dining room was full of people, so he directly allocated the small dining room in the Tai Chi Hall to him. , let him directly be in charge of Yun Grief's meals, and the ingredients are all for the emperor.

Hearing the emperor's personal instructions on every detail, Yun Gie had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

But when he thought of that night, the night that made him suffocate, despair engulfed him like a submerged tide, unable to struggle or break free.

Is it ruined?

Is it ruined? If he did such a thing, would he be allowed to leave the palace and deep garden that bound him?

He thought, his life was ruined after all...

Chapter 57 "His Royal Highness has already fallen asleep... Dinner... I used some potato porridge... It's... a slave..."

When he fell into a drowsy sleep, Yun Ghou heard intermittent low-pitched voices from outside, the voice sounded like a little blessing, he turned over lightly, and lay down with his back facing the outside of the bed.

Sure enough, after a while, there were very light footsteps on the side of the couch, and then the man sat down on the side of the couch, smoothed out his hair scattered between the pillow and the quilt, and then the brocade quilt covering his back was pulled up, and his Covering his back and neck tightly, the familiar breath gradually approached, and a light kiss was placed on the temple hair beside his ear, and he got up and left the edge of the couch again.

Yun Ai clenched her palms tightly, closed her eyes, and went to sleep, it will be fine when she falls asleep.

The court affairs are busy, as early as the day before the fourth day of the fourth day, he started writing. For more than ten days, he would get up early and return home every day, but at noon, he would come back to the Tai Chi Hall unshakably for dinner.

Today is the Shangyuan Festival, the previous court had a banquet, came back in a hurry for lunch and only took a bowl of three-color rice, after he put down the chopsticks, he told him not to come back for dinner at night, so that he didn't have to wait for him, and left in a hurry After entering the Tai Chi Hall, I heard from Xiao Fuzi that in previous years, on the Lantern Festival, His Majesty the Emperor would be busy until late at night, but...

When the footsteps went away, he quietly propped himself up, but there was a muffled bang outside, and then another bang, bang, bang, and bang.

He was startled, and subconsciously looked towards the carved wooden window on the west side, only to see the flickering light printed on the screen, which was...

He listened to the long-lasting muffled noise outside the window, and looked out subconsciously. Tonight is the Lantern Festival, also known as the Lantern Festival. The fireworks seem to be the highlight of the night, but how could he come back without waiting for the fireworks to start? ?

"Sorrow?" Xuan Zhan came back from washing and changing clothes, saw the sleeping man sitting on the bed, walked quickly to the dragon couch, supported his shoulders, and pulled the fox fur cloak prepared on the edge of the couch for him to sleep on. On his shoulder, "But woke up by the sound of fireworks?"

Yun Wai nodded slightly.

Xuan Zhan touched his cheek with pity, and suddenly said, "The fireworks won't end for a while, so why don't you go and have a look?"

Yun Ghou looked at the fireworks printed on the window screen, and shook his head lightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, there is no need."

Seeing him like this, the little hope in Xuan Zhan's heart was shattered, and he was haunted by loss. I thought he would like it...

With a faint sigh, Xuan Zhan was unwilling to force him, "It's safe."

"The slave is here."

"Open the window." Pointing to the window on the west side, Xuan Zhan said.

"Hey, Quanan watched the little master who had already fallen asleep get up, and finally understood why his master left the table early and came back to the bedroom.

Quan An pushed open both carved windows, the windows were rather big, from the couch, the wide open windows faced the red and white plum tree in the yard.

On the dark sky, colorful fireworks bloomed one after another, rendering the sky above the entire imperial city bright.Looking from this direction, the whole piece of fireworks can just be seen.

Xuan Zhan turned over on the couch, and embraced the man in pajamas and fox fur into his arms, fearing that he would catch a cold, he pulled up the quilt to cover the man in his arms tightly.

Yun Ghou struggled slightly, but His Majesty insisted on hugging him, so Yun Ghou could only lean on his arms stiffly.

It's not that he hasn't resisted such intimacy before, but what he got in return for his resistance was the kiss and violation that almost cut off his breath. Apart from compromising, he didn't know what else he could do.

No matter how unwilling, embarrassing, or even humiliating he is, it is nothing to this man who is determined to occupy him.

The fireworks lasted for a quarter of an hour before they ended. At the end, the huge "peace under heaven" in the sky made him lose his mind for a while.

"It's still early, is Lai'er willing to go for a walk?"

The sky outside the window had calmed down, and darkness once again shrouded in darkness. Xuan Zhan waved his hand, signaling Quan An to close the window.

His body has finally improved in the past few days, so His Majesty the Emperor naturally dare not be careless.

"No need, thank you, Your Majesty."

The disappointment in Xuan Zhan's eyes was obvious.

"Yunyou is tired, please forgive me, Your Majesty." Yunyou flatly rejected his kindness, he broke free from his embrace, took off the fox fur on his shoulders, and lay down on his side.

Looking at the person lying down with his back facing him, Xuan Zhan's eyes were filled with loss of life. The young man's shoulders, which were not broad at all, had become more skinny these days, so thin that it made him feel distressed, but all this was his own. Caused……

Xuan Zhan touched the soft tail of hair, lay down gently on his back, raised his arms and hugged him tightly, even though the body in his arms became stiffer every time, he still refused to let go.

Lai'er, I know that at this point, if I let go, I'm afraid that this life will really be doomed.

So Lai'er, even if my love makes you desperate, I can only continue to hold on to you, even if it makes you hate me for the rest of my life, I will break your wings and trap you by my side!

Yun Ghou closed his eyes, forced himself to be patient so he didn't resist and struggle, closed his eyes, forced himself to fall asleep, sleep, sleep, when he fell asleep, he wouldn't know anything, and when he fell asleep, he wouldn't exist anymore, and he would sleep on the side of Bendang Everything is just a nightmare... Even if this nightmare is just afraid that it will be difficult to wake up in this life!

The gradually relaxing body in his arms let Xuan Zhan know that he had fallen asleep.

He gently turned the body in his arms over, carefully embraced him in his arms, and kissed his cool thin lips, as if he was willing to let himself be hugged like this.

Maybe one year, maybe ten years, maybe 20 years or 30 years, maybe in this life, he can't expect his willingness, he can't expect the same love from him, but to hold him in his arms like this, even if it is resentment, good.

At the end of this midwinter, Yun Wai lingered on the sick bed and was trapped in the Tai Chi Hall, not leaving a single step.

When the pearly red and white plum blossoms in front of the window have all fallen to the dust, the snow melts all over the ground, and delicate light-colored buds emerge from the branches. The whitening light is getting redder and brighter day by day. Open the window and watch the garden gradually recover. The greenery, he realized that it was the beginning of spring.

"Your Highness, the weather has been very good these few days. Your Majesty has consulted the Imperial Physician Sun. Before leaving this morning, His Majesty specially ordered the servants to say that you can go out of the palace properly."

Xiao Fuzi said to him with a smile while binding his hair.

Yun Ai sat upright so that Xiao Fuzi could tie his hair, "Spring is here."

"That's right, the young leaves of the vines in the back garden have sprouted, and buds will appear in January, and they will be in full bloom in April. It's so beautiful."

"What is a wisteria?" Yun Wei was puzzled.

"Your Highness, haven't you seen it?" Xiao Fuzi was surprised.

Yun Ghou shook his head, he lived in the Northwest all year round, it was bitterly cold in the Northwest, it was not easy for flowers and plants to survive, and those that could grow in the Northwest were easy to survive, naturally there were few delicate varieties like the Central Plains.

"The thing climbing on the corridor in the back garden of our Taiji Hall is vines. Its flowers hang in strings and hang extremely long. The flowers are purple. But here are a few plants in our Taiji Hall. On the left is Lavender, the corridor on the right is white, His Majesty likes the vine flowers the most, every year when the flowers bloom, he often sits quietly in the back garden, and sometimes he will come here to review the memorials for the royal case." Xiao Fuzi said with a smile.

Yun Wei was a little surprised when he heard Xiao Fuzi say the latter, he thought that person must not like these flowers and plants, but he didn't expect that he still has such a hobby.

Xiao Fuzi chattered endlessly, "...Our vine is the only one in the palace. The Empress wanted to transplant it in the imperial garden, but His Majesty directly refused."

Queen...

When Yun Wei heard it suddenly, he was startled.

He lived in the palace for two months, this is the first time he heard about the concubines in the palace...

There are empresses and concubines in the palace, he already knew about it, but these days, let alone seeing him, even if he heard about it, it was the first time he heard about it.

Ever since he entered this Tai Chi Hall, he has stayed in this Tai Chi Hall every night, never summoned his concubines to sleep with him, and rarely heard of him setting foot in the harem...

Yun Ghou suppressed the strangeness that suddenly sprang up in his heart.

"The queen, she..."

Xiao Fuzi blinked, the smile on his face froze, and the hand that tied his hair froze.

"Eunuch Fu?" Looking at Xiao Fuzi's appearance, Yun You frowned slightly.

"Your Highness! The servant deserves to die!" But Xiao Fuzi suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Seeing his reaction, Yun Ghou smiled slightly, turned around and raised his hand to help him up, "Get up, I'm just asking, I don't have any other intentions."

Xiao Fuzi stood up tremblingly, his heart still beating like thunder.

Seeing Xiao Fuzi's bewildered look, Yun Ao paused, and finally waved his hands, "That's all." No more words.