wind blowing wind

"Yeah." Song Yanchu seemed to think of He, his face blushed and he turned his head away.

"Yan Chu, Lu Yin he..." Wei Shengni hesitated.

"I don't need to explain back, I understand." Song Yanchu said lightly.

Don't beg, don't complain, don't hate.

"Then I'll take you back to Xiashutang." Wei Shengni said helplessly.

"En." Song Yanchu nodded calmly, as if nothing happened.

The next morning.

Wei Shengni came to Miuyin's room early in the morning, opened the door and found that the room was still cold, and it was obvious that there was no heater.He couldn't help frowning and continued walking in, but he searched every corner and couldn't find that person, the bed was neat as if no one had slept in it.

Seeing this, Wei Shengni had a bad premonition in his heart, he knew that Mu Yin was usually still asleep at this time, but now there was no one there!

The red shadow shuttled through the white snow without a trace, and all the broken dead branches were hung down, falling to the ground like the end of fallen leaves returning to their roots.

The wind is blowing, and the winter rain is continuous.

Wei Shengni frantically searched the front and back yards of the Lan Mansion, and finally he stopped at a winding path, which he heard Lan You said could lead directly to the outskirts of the city.

At this time, Wei Shengni had already been wet by the fine rain, and the corners of his clothes were already seeping water droplets. The chill of winter rain could not cover his worries. Without hesitation, he stepped on the winding stairs step by step, one step at a time footprint.

The winding path can only pass through one person, and there are cedar forests on both sides, and the wind blows through the pine forest, bursting with noise.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Wei Shengni vaguely found a figure sitting powerlessly by a cedar tree in the depths of the pine forest, his heart tightened, and he quickly flew towards the figure.

The man sat awkwardly on the snow, leaning against the cedar, his body was covered with thick snow, and there were traces of rain.He didn't seem to notice the arrival of the micro-reverse, and didn't react.

"Muyin!" Wei Shengni roared frantically, stepped forward in shock and embraced the almost snowman Muyin into his arms.

Mu Yin in front of him lost his former dignified appearance, he tightly grasped the collar with both hands, his face was pale, trembling all over, his eyes were closed tightly, his teeth were biting his bloodless lips tightly, and he insisted on not making a sound, as if What a terrible torment he was enduring.

"What's the matter with you?" Weisheng was helpless, he had never seen Muyin in such a tortured state.

"what……"

A burst of constricting pain in the heart made Muyin fall weakly in the snow. The flow of blood brought a pain like a knife cutting through flesh and blood, and the ensuing torment, which was as detailed as a beast biting the skin, made him tremble. Curled up, he was oppressed in an instant to the last bit of strength left.

"What the hell are you doing!!"

Wei Shengni panicked and picked up the painful Mu Yin from the snow, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and found that the pulse was so weak that it was almost undetectable, and it was also chaotic! !

"What's going on!! Don't scare me!!" Wei Sheng held Mu Yin tightly in fear, his eyes were red, and tears fell from his eyes without warning. The strong wind blew past, and his cheeks were cut pain.

Mu Yin endured the tingling pain from his heart and blood vessels, and comforted Wei Shengni intermittently: "It will be fine in a while..." After finishing speaking, she continued to bite her lip and silently endured the tearing of her heart pain.

Hearing this, Wei Shengni didn't dare to make a fuss about Yaoyin, he could only hug the trembling body tightly, raised his sleeves to help Muyin wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, he looked at the so painful person in his arms, I was so distressed that I picked it up.

"Master... are you okay?"

After about a stick of incense, Yaoyin no longer trembled but fell into a lethargic sleep. Wei Shengni immediately picked her up and flew away from the pine forest.

The room was so cold that there was no warmth at all, Wei Shengni put Mu Yin on the bed and changed his sweat-soaked clothes, and used his internal force to dispel the cold air in the room and maintain the warmth.

After a while Muyin came to life, Wei Shengni quickly helped him into his arms, fed him some warm water to warm his body: "How do you feel?"

"It's okay." Mu Yin was as calm as ever, as if the person who fell on the snow just now wasn't him.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Wei Shengni was a little annoyed.

"Practicing is crazy." Mu Yin blurted out.

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Practicing last night, I became obsessed." Mu Yin continued to insist.

"I don't believe it!" Wei Shengni's eyes were full of anger, and he would never believe such a thin explanation of Mu Yin.

"This is true."

"It snowed heavily last night, why did you stay in the pine forest all night?" Wei Shengni asked angrily.

"Practice." Mu Yin still insisted.

"Muyin!!" Wei Shengni roared hysterically, directly pressed Muyin under his body, covered the bloodless lips and frantically kissed him, rolling the other's tongue as if punishing him, sucking hard The opponent swallowed it.

Mu Yin was weak all over, he closed his eyes resignedly and let Wei Sheng kiss against him, his thin clothes were roughly torn apart, and his frail body was violated wantonly.

As if he was raping a corpse, Wei Shengni couldn't feel the slightest response from Mu Yin, he raised his head to look at Mu Yin who was still calm, and suddenly laughed sadly.

"It really is my good master." Wei Shengni withdrew his smile, left the room without saying a word, his tall and straight figure was sad and angry.

Tuliu Muyin lay on the bed, struggling with sad eyes: "I'm sorry..."

【Palace】

It was rustling and dark, as if falling into an endless vortex, swaying and endless.Sometimes it seems to be suspended above the water, and the toes can really feel the bit of coldness penetrating into the bone; sometimes it floats in the air, and you can see the majestic Changling under the ground; , Zhou Yaoyao flew lightly, and the wind fluttered and his clothes were blown.

Suddenly in the spring of March, the peach blossoms are shining brightly, reflecting the blush on the human face.Stepping forward on the catkins on the ground, behind the peach trees, a person came in spring, with starry eyes and moon eyebrows, like fire and sun, his tall figure complemented the peach tree, his smile was astonishing, as if The gods fell into the mortal world.

The man looked at him, his smile became brighter, he stretched out his hand, and said in a nice voice, "Father."

There was warmth in his heart, and he quickly stretched out his hand forward, wanting to grab him, hold him hand in hand, and never part from him.

All of a sudden, that person retreated a few feet out of thin air, leaving him far away.He was anxious to stretch his hand forward, but it seemed that there was a lot of resistance, blocking him so that he couldn't breathe.I saw that the outline of the man gradually became ethereal, almost turning into air, but his mouth kept moving:

"Father..."

Sit in shock, wake up from dream.

At dawn, the still icy air floated outside the window, and the bedroom was filled with the residual fragrance of last night.That Xi Wei gradually seeped in, bringing a slight chill.

"Your Majesty, it's time to wake up." There was a call for fortune from outside the door.

Zuo Qiujie slowly got down from the warm bed, and came in when he heard the sound from the room outside the door.To attract wealth and treasure, one person holds the basin, the other holds the comb, and starts the daily routine.

Still immersed in the nightmare just now, Zuo Qiujie stayed in place for a while, and then slowly walked out of the bedroom.

The snow in the courtyard has almost melted, and tiny grasses have carefully sprouted from the edge of the spring water. They are extremely lovely, and the year's plan lies in spring.

In the early days of the court, the matter of Yuguo Village, ten miles north of Changling City, had been repeatedly mentioned by the ministers. In addition, an inexplicable fire last night almost burned the village down, and it was urgent to calm people's hearts.Zuoqiu Jie also had a little idea of ​​this matter. According to him, it would be a bit embarrassing for Yang'er to handle this matter not long after his triumphant return. Moreover, public riots have always been a headache. At this moment to strengthen people's hearts, when should we wait?

Thinking over and over again, since Yang'er was able to make a triumphant return from the battlefield after a narrow escape, it must not be a problem, so he finally made up his mind and said: "Come to birthday, ask Yang'er to come to Qianlong Palace."

Laishou was taken aback when he heard the words, Qianlong Hall is a forbidden place among the forbidden places. Although the fifth prince is loved all the time and his relationship with Zuoqiujie is not simple, he never expected that Zuoqiujie would be so firm in his heart. The fifth prince's feelings are also so deep.Thinking of this, he didn't ask any more questions, just agreed and went.

Zuoqiu Jie returned to Daoqianlong Hall after facing down. At this time, all the snow in the courtyard had been swept away by Lucky Fortune and Jinbao. Green grass protruded from the ground and spread sparsely on the ground. The snow melted It's almost there.The swing, which had been neglected for a whole winter, finally felt like spring, and suddenly became green.

Suddenly, on a whim, he ordered Zhaocai Jinbao to take out the felt on it and tidy it up again. The swing immediately became radiant, as if it had become more radiant and lively after a winter.Zuoqiujie looked at this exquisite swing with attachment in his eyes, and unconsciously touched it with his hands—this swing was originally a plaything for the princes when they were young, and he personally selected materials, leaves, and flowers, and arranged them. It has weathered the wind and rain without wear and tear.Because of the winter, there are no flowers on it, which adds a bit of depression and desolation.

I remember that in the past, this was Zuoqiu Yang's favorite game, and I would pester Zuo Qiujie and push him to swing around every day, so I didn't feel tired, especially when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, the swing was decorated colorfully, The fragrance is overflowing.

"My son sees my father... Hey? Isn't this the swing that my son used to play on!" Zuo Qiuyang had arrived at some time, and seeing Zuo Qiujie staring at the swing in a daze, he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, and he also leaned forward to look east Look west and look up.

Zuo Qiujie gave him a meaningful look, and said, "Yang'er still remembers."

"Naturally... By the way, why did the emperor call my son?" Zuoqiu Yang just wanted to talk about the past, but he still asked because the official business came first.

"There was a fire in the village last night, which caused the villagers to riot.