Your Majesty has a white moonlight

Yan Qinghe was forced to recuperate by the emperor again.He felt that he was not that delicate, but perhaps because of guilt and guilt, the emperor was too considerate to him, to the point of being sensitive.

The imperial doctor came to see it several times, and said that nothing happened, and the medicine was only prescribed some nourishing things.But the emperor said that he was physically and mentally exhausted and needed more rest.Yan Qinghe complained that the emperor was far inferior to the imperial physician when it came to seeing a doctor.

But he still obeyed the emperor's wishes.Left and right, he has nothing to do, and he also reads all day long. Where is it not to read?

The emperor came to see him every day, about when he was taking medicine.Yan Qinghe felt it was funny and helpless, the emperor probably remembered that he didn't take medicine last time, and regarded him as a child who hated taking medicine.

Of course he also loathed the pills.Who likes to drink medicine?But he is not a child anymore, so he knows that he can't help but like or dislike taking medicine when he is sick.Children will refuse if they don't like it, but when they get older, they will always force themselves to do things they don't want to do.

The emperor is older than him, but he likes him.

When the emperor came, Yan Qinghe was worried.He was afraid that the emperor would question him again, and that the emperor would say something unexpected again.But the emperor seemed to know that Yan Qinghe didn't want to see him very much, he just greeted him every time and didn't say anything more.

When he didn't speak, Yan Qinghe didn't speak either.The two sat silently, just doing their own things, without disturbing each other.

Relatively silent, but there are waves in the bottom of my heart.

Zhang Yuan had already left, and before leaving, Zhang Jie did not go to see him again.After waking up, Zhang Jie asked himself over and over again, what exactly does he want?

At that time, the whole hall was brightly lit, the five colors confused the eyes, and the five sounds confused the ears.The moment they looked at each other, they were enlightened.He didn't expect that he could let go of his obsession.He always knew that he was ridiculous, but he let himself indulge in it.

It was he who went astray, too far.He could not forget the phantom in his dream, but he forgot the person in front of him.When he woke up from the dream, he realized how ridiculous it is to be in a dream.

He can devote too little thought to love, so he can't be more wrong.So he looked at Yan Qinghe over and over again, at his eyebrows, at his eyes.He had to be sure that it was really this person he wanted, not his imagination, or someone else's shadow.

What he wanted was Yan Qinghe, just because that was Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe stopped taking medicine, and the emperor still came every day.At this time, they can say even less, so they are often silent in embarrassment.They tacitly refrained from mentioning the topic of that day, as if they were waiting for someone who couldn't help but speak.

This day someone notified someone from outside, Yan Qinghe was very puzzled.Who else could come to him except the emperor and the court ladies and eunuchs sent by the emperor?But there was a jingle of rings, and it was Princess Chanjuan who came.

Yan Qinghe got up to meet the princess, and asked, "Princess, why do you..."

Princess Chanjuan held the cat in her arms, with a sullen face, she nodded slightly, and said, "Sit down."

I haven't seen him for a few months, but the cat has grown a lot, looks quite heavy, and its fur is more shiny.Black gold was originally the color of the royal family, but at this time it actually showed some dignity and majesty.

The cat was lying on the princess' lap, and the princess stroked its head with her little hand and combed its hair."I remember you," said the princess softly.

"It's my honor." Yan Qinghe said with a smile, "You came here specially?"

The princess nodded and said, "Father asked me to come..." She added: "Father said you are not happy. I think you will feel happier if you touch the glutinous rice balls."

The princess carried the cat to the table, and the cat tucked its tail lightly behind its back, condescendingly looking up at Yan Qinghe.Yan Qinghe remembered that the emperor had said before that the cat was not relatives, so he carefully reached out to pet it.The cat is a cat in the palace, and it is provided with delicious food and drink every day. Although the coat color is not good, it feels very smooth.The cat still had the air of ignoring people, but it purred softly.

Yan Qinghe sighed softly in his heart.The emperor himself did not speak, but let a child and a cat be his novelists.The emperor insisted on forcing him, but did he want to be so embarrassing?The emperor thought he was angry, that he was hurt, and that he was wishful thinking, so he came to please him quietly.

The emperor was never good at guessing his mind.But why did the emperor guess his mind?He is not an important minister with great power in his hands, and the emperor has to work hard to deal with him.As long as the emperor said a word, he could rise to the top, be demoted to the ends of the earth, and of course he could stay by the emperor's side and become a male favorite.

But the emperor still did it, guessing and probing cautiously.

Yan Qinghe asked Princess Chanjuan: "Is it called Tangyuan?"

"Yes." The princess said, "They say that you need to have a humble name to make a living. Don't be like Qingluo."

The princess was silent for a while, then said, "Qingluo is dead."

"I know." Yan Qinghe said softly, "It remembers that the princess treats it well, and if there is a spirit in heaven, it will be happy."

"It's all my fault for not being optimistic about it. I did something wrong, but I want it to suffer for me."

The reasoning is correct, but Yan Qinghe still comforted her: "It's because the servants didn't take good care of it. Besides, everything has its own destiny. The princess doesn't have to blame herself too much."

The princess said: "Later I met glutinous rice balls. They are very good and very human. When I am sad, they will play with me and make me happy."

The emperor said that the cat was a cold-hearted little beast.The princess stretched out her hand, and the little beast gently rubbed her head against her hand.Yan Qinghe couldn't help laughing, the emperor was used to everyone bowing to him, thinking that he could get everything, even people's hearts.

But people can hide their hearts, but cats can't.

Yan Qinghe asked again: "How is the prince recently?"

"He is very well," said the princess, "but he is very busy. He has to read a lot, learn to ride and shoot, and have so many manners."

Yan Qinghe said: "This is inevitable."

The princess said again: "The girls and sisters who study with me all say they want to see the prince. They think it is so mysterious, but he is actually afraid of thunder and snakes, and hides behind me when he sees green radish."

Yan Qinghe laughed out loud looking at the princess's innocent expression.The princess saw him smile, and she laughed too.The little girl smiled sweetly and cleanly, Yan Qinghe thought, the emperor guessed this point very accurately, he would definitely soften his heart when he saw such a child.

Procrastination is not the solution, someone has to break the deadlock.The emperor had already achieved this step, Yan Qinghe felt that it was time to have a chat with the emperor.

So in a certain afternoon, like many previous afternoons when they sat silently, Yan Qinghe said: "Your Majesty, let's go for a walk in the garden."

Yan Qinghe was very familiar with the Imperial Garden, and he said to the emperor while walking: "Your Majesty has anything to say, just say it directly, why bother to make a detour and trouble the princess for a while."

Zhang Jie smiled calmly: "I thought you liked the child, so I asked her to accompany you. Why, she won't make you unhappy, right?"

"How could it be?" Yan Qinghe said, "It's just that it's not very good after all. Let others know, how can I explain it?"

"It's not something you worry about." Zhang Jie shook his head, "You often think too much."

Yan Qinghe said: "Okay, then I won't bother with these nosy matters anymore. You told me to think about one thing—"

He said and stopped.It was something that he didn't need to hesitate, but he made up his mind again at this moment.

He said, "No, Your Majesty."

Zhang Jie looked at him, and actually smiled: "I haven't asked you anything, and you said no?"

Yan Qinghe said: "I know what His Majesty wants to say, but nothing will work."

Zhang Jie said: "You can think slowly, don't rush to answer me."

"If Your Majesty asks me to stay, then I will stay here and do whatever I want. I will do whatever Your Majesty tells me to do. This is the limit, isn't it enough? What else do you want?"

Zhang Jie looked into Yan Qinghe's eyes—still very calm, too calm.He sighed and said, "You asked why before, I can tell you now."

"No need." Yan Qinghe said, "I don't want to know, it has nothing to do with me. In the past, it was the minister who overstepped. May Your Majesty forgive the crime and don't pursue it again."

Zhang Jie was choked speechless by him, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand again, tentatively grabbing Yan Qinghe's hand.Yan Qinghe did not refuse, and let the emperor interlock his fingers.

Zhang Jie took Yan Qinghe's hand and placed it on his left chest.He said: "I don't want anything. I just want... I want you to understand my heart."

Yan Qinghe could feel a slight beating, very light but steady.They clasped their hands and confessed their love against their hearts, more like a pair of lovers.But he said: "That is His Majesty's heart, so it has nothing to do with me. You are willing to give your sincerity, but you cannot force others to give it."

He added: "Besides, I don't believe your sincerity."

Behind the rockery not far away, Concubine Hui froze, not daring to move.She looked at the emperor through the pores of the Taihu stone, and the sound of her heartbeat overwhelmed all the surrounding noises.

The author has something to say

Sorry for the long wait, Calvin + interim, bitter.

There are many things in the three-dimensional dimension, and it is likely that there will be no changes before 11.20, so don't wait.It should be smoother after that...

(This chapter was almost finished, but I lost it, and rewrote it again... The second mentality explosion, the state is very bad, just read it, sorry qaq)