[Qing Chuan] Mu Emperor's Grace

Holding the windproof lamp in his hand, Hongli walked towards Heshen little by little, fearing that the sudden noise would scare people, so Hongli stood behind Heshen for a while holding an umbrella.

The young man who was doused by the broken ice and rain suddenly noticed that the rain had stopped.He looked at the rain in front of him in surprise, and only belatedly noticed the oil-paper umbrella above his head.

When he saw Hongli in ordinary clothes, he hugged his arms tightly, and only now did he feel cold.

Hongli's brows were knotted, he stared at him heavily, and after a while, he blamed him mercilessly: "Have you had enough trouble, you just ran here to get caught in the rain, because you want to get seriously ill and die... ..." He was half-spoken, but then stopped.

Although he reprimanded him, Hongli still took off the cloak on his body and wrapped the young man tightly.He Shen stared at the warm velvet cloak that couldn't see the color at night, and thought it was extremely ridiculous.

It is undeniable that Hongli is gentle most of the time, and he has always done things like dressing and adding clothes calmly and properly.But these details he noticed will make people feel extremely warm in a miserable wind and rain.

But what's the use?He Shen gradually got tired of this superficial tenderness.Right on this cliff, he suddenly wanted to grab Hongli by the collar and ask him loudly, what position did he put himself in?

He clenched his hands tightly, his whole body tensed up, but he still suppressed the crazy thoughts in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hongli closed the cloak for him, and patted on the stone beside him: "Come over, leave me some space."

He Shen sniffed, and moved aside with difficulty, making way for the small dry spot under his buttocks.Hongli sat side by side with him on the Gongbei Stone like this, and the oil-paper umbrella could barely cover the two of them.Seeing that He Shen was sitting stiffly, and the rain hit his drenched shoulders one after another, Hongli hurriedly hugged him in his arms.

Now that He Shen came back to his senses, the chill on his body became a lingering torment in the winter night.Feeling Hongli pulling himself into his arms, he struggled for a moment, then obediently leaned forward.

It was really cold, and my clothes were soaked and stuck to my body, as if trying to suck away the last trace of body heat.And Hongli's chest is like a hot stove, making He Shen sink unconsciously.

He Shen closed his eyes, Hongli's heartbeat was very clear in the quiet night.The young man listened in silence, like an ostrich escaping reality.

But it didn't take long for him to sink in, Hongli's voice brought him back to the cold reality: "I remember that night was also a rainy night, after that night, Fucha's health deteriorated, and he couldn't even make it through the return trip... ..."

He Shen clenched his lower lip until he tasted a bit of blood, and finally regained a bit of reason from the pain, but his body was no longer as soft and relaxed as before.

"She gave birth to the smartest child for me, but it's a pity that Hui Yi died early, and Yong Lian went away unexpectedly. Later, when I had Yong Cong, I thought it was God's compensation for the Fucha family, but God was born like this Cruel, let her conceive and give birth to a child in October, but took the child away again. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man twice, which completely emptied her body and made her heart die. Smile at me, but I just feel uneasy..."

The usual deep and mellow voice, but today he could only hear it as noisy, until he heard a sentence: "Every prince after this, I feel that he is not as good as Prince Duanhui. I always think, if Yong Lian still If he is alive, he must be an excellent child, he has both the majesty of the prince and the gentleness and wisdom of the Fucha clan..."

He Shen finally couldn't help but said in a cold voice: "Maybe you are right. After all, Jiaqing can be mediocre. If Duanhui ascended the throne, perhaps the Qing Dynasty would not decline so quickly."

In the quiet night, this inner thought was like a thunderbolt, blowing Hongli to pieces.Hongli parted his lips slightly, and looked at He Shen in surprise: "What did you just... say?"

He Shen froze, his rain-drenched brain seemed to be knotted, and he slipped his mouth before he knew it.But the overwhelmed water is hard to stop, and at the moment when he really said it, He Shen's mood was very peaceful.

He propped himself up vigorously, let himself leave that comfortable and warm embrace, and said with a touch of alienation in his tone: "If I say, I knew from the very beginning that the Qing Dynasty would fall, and I also knew which elder brother would be in the end." Sitting in that position, does the emperor believe it?"

Hongli's eyes seemed to stare him out of a hole, and he said in a muffled voice: "He Shen, do you know that based on what you said just now, I can put you to death in the name of a monster."

He Shen laughed miserably: "I know..." Hongli trembled when he heard the words, he needed time to digest this fact beyond his knowledge.

He Shen suddenly took the initiative to hold Hongli's hand. If the light was brighter at this time, Hongli would be able to see the mist in He Shen's eyes.

The young man tried his best to make his voice sound calmer: "Your Majesty... Before you dispose of me, I would like to ask you a question... If the person sitting here today is Empress Xiaoxian who has changed her core, Your Majesty... Can you see a clue?"

Hongli was stunned, as if he didn't understand He Shen's meaning, but it was a pity that before he asked back, He Shen asked and answered: "I think you will find the difference immediately. The emperor remembers the past so clearly, every time he goes I can see things and think about people. Memories are so beautiful, so beautiful that I can't refute or interrupt, but I don't want to hear a word of what the emperor said."

"Hong... Li..." The first time he called him like this, there was an inexplicable sense of determination: "I'm in your heart...what the hell is it? A sentimental ornament? Hold it in your hand and play with it when you're happy." If you are not happy, just put it aside and listen to your romantic anecdotes?" The young man's voice gradually became hysterical: "Have you ever thought that I will also be in pain and sad, and what are those words I heard? Feeling?"

Hongli was completely overwhelmed by He Shen's loss of control.He Shen looked at his bewildered face, and the sense of powerlessness deep in his heart began to flood.The young man laughed at himself, what did he think he was doing?It's almost unreasonable to quarrel with your boyfriend.But the person in front of him is the emperor who holds the power of life and death, what did he do?

He Shen wiped his face and wiped off the indistinguishable types of water stains on his face, but in the next second he heard Hongli's anxious voice: "I... I didn't mean it... I don't know if you don't want to Listen to this..." The emperor looked annoyed, and even became incoherent because of his anxiety.

Seeing that Heshen was speechless, he suddenly raised his voice again: "Zhen...Zhen has already discovered the difference in you. Yuanshen knew that duck meat was not acceptable to him, so he never took the initiative to touch it, but you ate it; You can't play in the ice, but you can come and go freely on the ice..."

Hongli anxiously counted them one by one, just to tell the young man who was on the verge of losing control that he knew, and he had already seen the clues.

He Shen heard Hongli's words, tears streaming down his face silently.If it weren't for the soreness in his heart, he might not be able to help laughing out loud.If Hongli hadn't counted everything like a fool, he wouldn't have known that Hongli had caught so many loopholes.

But why is it now, why is Hongli saying these words when he is already desperate.He Shen desperately grasped the light in the dark night, trying hard to see Hongli's face clearly: "Why, you didn't say these things earlier, even if you questioned me earlier, why didn't you say it?"

In modern times, He Shen once heard a friend describe his character like this: "When the bottom line is not reached, he is always gentle and tolerant, but if it crosses the line, the door of the heart is closed like a conditioned reflex..." At that time, I drank coffee and laughed off my friend's remarks.But when I think about it now, I feel that it was horribly accurate.

He seems to have seen the struggling young emperor, locked out of the door of his heart that was once open.

Even if he knew that Hongli had memorized so many details between them with his heart; even if he heard the emperor's explanation that no one else dared to imagine for a lifetime, he still cared about it.Hongli's kindness to Xiaoxian is like a thorn in his heart.Every time Hongli made a statement, he stabbed the thorn in his heart vigorously.

Earlier, Ji Xiaolan talked to him about the past that people talked about between the emperors and empresses, and he didn't need to take it to heart; Fu Kang'an proved to him how much love the two of them had, and He Shen could also laugh it off.Maybe Hongli still doesn't know that the culprit that caused the collapse of Heshen's line of defense is the memories that Hongli himself said.Those statements that make people imagine loving scenes and sad details just by listening to them.

After listening to He Shen's questioning, Hongli's back, which was originally straight, bent as if out of strength.He Shen obediently ignored the unbearable point in his heart, and said in a calm voice: "It's the slave who violated the rules, please forgive the slave's gaffe..." He staggered up, during which Hongli reached out several times to help him, but All froze in mid-air.

He Shen looked at the windproof lamp placed aside, and the oil-paper umbrella that fell to the ground because of the dispute, his eyes flickered slightly.He hesitated for a moment, then stumbled towards the way he came without taking anything.

Suddenly came Hongli's voice from behind: "Stop..." He Shen's footsteps stopped in response.

Hongli walked up to him with the lamp and umbrella, opened the umbrella silently, handed it to him without explanation, and stuffed the lamp into his hand: "Next time you run out, remember to bring the lamp and umbrella... ..."

"Your Majesty..." He Shen stared blankly at the windproof lamp in his hand.After Hongli handed over these two things to him, he sat on the rock again and let the rain and hail pour down.As a king, he could obviously ask He Shen to stay, but he didn't do anything.Looking at it from He Shen's point of view, he could only see a blurry back through the rain.