Your Majesty has a white moonlight

Of course Yan Qinghe didn't wait for an answer that night.As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had asked the wrong question, but he couldn't take it back.

The emperor didn't know what to think of, and did it again after kissing.Yan Qinghe still couldn't take it anymore, he was so tired that he fell asleep vaguely while cleaning up and washing up.

Zhang Jie leaned on the bed, playing with Yan Qinghe's lock of hair.Why—he wouldn't say it, of course, because it couldn't be said.

During the Longevity Day in June of this year, Prince An's son made a special trip to Beijing to celebrate his birthday.But it's just a birthday celebration.Respect, alienation, avoidance intentionally or unintentionally.After a farewell ten years ago, this is the norm every time they meet again.

Of course it wasn't what he wanted.But Zhang Jie knew that there would be no more.Even if he is nostalgic, nostalgic, devoted and unwilling to let go, this is the limit, there will be no more.

Zhang Jie looked at the familiar figure from a distance across the crowd, but couldn't wait for his gaze to respond.He smiled self-deprecatingly, but still refused to look away.He was still greedy, trying to engrave that person's appearance deeper in his heart.

Zhang Jie thought he was in a dead end, and was ready to trap himself until he died.Unexpectedly, in the predicament, some changes have occurred to some extent.

A few days later, when he was discussing matters in the study room, he was looking down at the book when he heard a young official from the Ministry of Rites speak.He raised his head and met a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were calm and unwavering, solemn and respectful, but also somewhat arrogant.

Immediately, his heart went blank, and he couldn't tell the truth from the illusion.He may have stayed there for a long time, or maybe it was only for a moment before the man's face gradually became clear.

He forced himself to calm down and remembered who this person was.The son of Yan Fuliang, the second younger brother of Yan Canghong, Minister of the Household Department.He had clearly seen it many times, but it was the first time he realized that this person's eyes were so good, especially when he was calm and focused just now, he could be so similar...to him.

Zhang Jie suddenly remembered that Yan Fuliang married Gu Lang's daughter.Although Gu Lang has no children and only has two daughters, he is very good at marrying daughters.One married into the Yan family, and the other was Princess Xian'an.

Zhang Jie didn't believe in God's will, but he felt that this was probably God's will.He has kept a relationship for more than ten years, hiding, burying, and holding back.But he suddenly didn't want to bear it anymore.

Of course he would not bother Zhang Yuan.Many years ago, this relationship was lighter than floating silk and thinner than cicada's wings under the changes of the current situation. He could only treasure it and treasure it, and he could not take any action to destroy the remaining thoughts.

But at least, you can settle for the next best thing.When he closes his eyes at night, those eyes emerge.

If he hadn't noticed these eyes, the longing would not be so strong, and the longing would not be so strong.However, when he saw it, he couldn't help thinking about it; the more he thought about it, the more he longed for it, the more excited he became, and the more impatient he became.

Of course, the so-called longing and the so-called longing are just some beautiful thoughts on his pillow in the occasional free time or late at night.But at least, someone can talk about digestion and comfort, it's always good.

Now that he has taken this seat, he has cut off the way of contact with Zhang Yuan forever.However, this position also brought him some compensation.

He has endured it for too many years, so he simply indulged once.

Even if it's just a pair of eyes.

In the next few days, Yan Qinghe often thought about a dream.He did it the night he came home, dreaming that his affairs with the emperor were known to his family.The father was so heartbroken that he was so angry that he couldn't complete his words. He said that he was ashamed of his ancestors and had taught a son who served the king of Israel. He also said that the Yan family's innocence had been defeated by him.The mother pulled him to tears, saying that he had been wronged.

Yan Qinghe himself seemed to stay out of the matter, his mind was dazed and blocked. He heard his father's reprimand and his mother's crying, but he didn't know how to react.He felt that he had many things to think about, but he couldn't think of any.

Then he woke up.He didn't know why he had such a dream—he hadn't thought about it in a long time.Yan Qinghe already knew this well when he was troubled by the difficulties.

So he is almost forcing himself to adapt, forcing himself to look away.He even thought that if he had a good manly style, he would be able to treat the emperor as a good and gentle companion, which would probably be much easier.

Yan Qinghe was born and raised in the capital, and has never been an official outside the capital.Therefore, while studying history and learning, he also understood the family relationship and the involvement of interests.He couldn't scold the emperor fiercely for being lustful and fatuous like a new Jinshi whose parents both died.

What's more, he now knows that the emperor is not lustful.

What's more, the emperor was not fatuous, not even mediocre.

These days, people think that the turmoil of the Liu case is over.However, the emperor suddenly sent a special person to investigate the case thoroughly.This man's surname was Li, and his name was Li Daoping. His father had been a county magistrate all his life, and he did not seek promotion.He himself is somewhat similar to Liu Changcheng, his father-in-law is the parent officer of Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou is a good place, rich in water and soil, very rich.More importantly, there is a saying among officials that being an official in Yuanzhou is mostly not far from promotion.For example, when Yan Canghong was asked by the late emperor for his political achievements, he was allowed to work in the local area for a few years, that is, in Yuanzhou. After returning to the center, he rose step by step.

However, this Li Daocheng was more like his father. He was known as a jerk in the court, and he even caused a quarrel with his father-in-law because he didn't want to use his father-in-law's strength.But I heard that this person has some skills in doing things, but he is too straightforward and not very popular, so his promotion is not smooth.

The emperor chose such a person to do such a thing, obviously because he was not afraid of offending others and wanted to investigate and deal with it.

Yan Qinghe understood the reason why the emperor was so serious and urgent.The first emperor reigned for 40 years, and this dynasty ruled the world.The first emperor did three major things, one is to measure the land, the other is to reform the tax system, and the third is to clean up the government and officials, and clean up a large number of people while raising salaries.

The emperor took over a prosperous situation and wanted to do something.He wanted him to be called together with his father in the history books, so he couldn't make a mistake so quickly, and he couldn't let the achievements that the late emperor was proud of go wrong so quickly.

The end of the year is approaching day by day, but the people in Beijing can't let go of their hard work for a year, instead they have more and more things to worry about.For Yan Qinghe, one year came to winter, and there was one more thing that caused him a headache.

Because he was about to be one year older, his mother began to encourage him to get married again.

Yan Qinghe originally wanted to evade as usual, but this time, for some reason, he unexpectedly nodded.Gu Jin was overjoyed, and immediately asked someone to inquire. She was familiar with girls of the right age in the capital, and she already had many suitable candidates in her mind.

Yan Canghong was very happy when he heard about this.His second brother was a little shy and timid in these things since he was a child, and he was somewhat worried about it.He asked Yan Qinghe: "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Yan Qinghe didn't hide anything from his elder brother, and said, "I know that I don't have the blessing of elder brother in this life, and I don't have the destiny like you and elder sister Yao."

The children of the two families have been close since childhood and often played together, so Yan Qinghe still often calls his sister-in-law Jingyao Sister Yao.

Yan Canghong comforted him and said: "Mother must choose a good girl who is educated and reasonable for you, she must be a good match, and you have such a good temper, you will definitely be loved by husband and wife in the future, and you will be admirable."

Yan Qinghe still sighed: "How many ladies in this capital can compare to Sister Yao's bearing..." After finishing speaking, he realized that this was inappropriate, and said in embarrassment: "Brother, you know I didn't mean that."

Yan Canghong laughed. He patted Yan Qinghe's shoulder and said, "You don't have to think too much, and the so-called love word is not so mysterious. When you get along for a long time, you will naturally have affection."

Yan Qinghe nodded his head, as a response.However, he didn't know the bottom line in his heart. For example, would he and the emperor have a relationship because they had been together for a long time?

Yan Qinghe had been urged for many years, but this time he finally let go, and of course there were other considerations.He's gone through something like this, he's taken an unexpected path, and now he's desperate to get back on track.

Maybe a good wife could do it, he thought—perhaps normal boudoir pleasures could take away some of the gloom in his heart, and make the emperor a little more apprehensive.

However, after calming down and thinking about it, Yan Qinghe felt very inappropriate.What if the emperor still doesn't restrain himself? Then his newlywed wife must bear the fact that her husband will go through the clouds and rain under the body of others.

Even if such things are not known to others, Yan Qinghe still feels that he owes a lot to other girls.

But even if he regretted it, he couldn't say it.His mother asked enthusiastically, and he had no reason to refuse.All he can do is not to think too much, but let nature take its course.

Being disturbed by trivial matters outside of him for too long, Yan Qinghe suddenly missed a singer in a teahouse.He missed the little tunes sung in the gentle and gentle Wu dialect, and the pipa that was full of complaints.

So he went.

The singer is still the one he has always loved, but what she sings is not Jiang Nanchun, but the sad sound of the country's ruin and family.It is still a soft voice, so light that it is lingering, if there is nothing, singing such a thick mourning, it is not a bit of a bone-chilling misery.

Yan Qinghe also liked it very much, but he still asked: "Why do you sing such a sad tune?"

The singer replied: "The sky is gloomy today, the sky is cold and the clouds are heavy, and the snow will fall in the next few days. This song is just right for the occasion."

Yan Qinghe opened the window and looked outside, and sure enough there were clouds.He has always been very uneasy seeing such a scene recently, and always feels that this year's winter has come a bit early.But Yan Qinghe understands that this is probably because of his grievances, winter is always that winter.

Listening to the music didn't make him relax, but Yan Qinghe met an acquaintance this time.

He saw that Zhao Sheng was dressed in a fine attire, and beside him was a young man in indigo cloth.

Zhao Sheng had sharp eyes, and greeted him when he saw him, "Second Brother Yan, what a coincidence!"

Yan Qinghe was a little surprised that Zhao Sheng would appear in such a place—this place was too elegant for him.