A kitten dressed as an empress
Chapter 92
Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan and was unwilling to speak, her brows were even more worried, and when she was about to ask more questions, the movement on that side attracted her attention.
I saw that the white-haired old man was very skillful, and even dozens of first-class hidden guards did not subdue him.
Originally, she was discussing political affairs with the ministers of the Cabinet of Government Affairs in the side hall, but the palace servants rushed to report that something happened to her.
The hidden guards in the palace were even infiltrated by the old man. If he hadn't accidentally broken into the secret channel mechanism, he might have escaped from the palace.
"Kill him!" The more Zhao Yao thought about it, the more murderous she became.
"Yes!" All the hidden guards charged at the white-haired old man again with sharp knives, their strikes were more fierce than before.
Wen Ruyan hurriedly said: "No, it's useful for me to keep the old man."
Zhao Yao looked puzzled at the person who was unwilling to take care of others before, but now she is so worried about the old man's life and death, and the feeling in her heart is particularly complicated.
"What is your relationship with this old man?"
"It's a long story, I'll talk to you when I get out." Suddenly, a white mist of white dust rose in the stone path, and Wen Ruyan grabbed Zhao Yao's sleeve anxiously, "Tell them not to kill, The old man is really useful."
Zhao Yao hugged the person in front of her and said hesitantly, "Let him live."
"Yes!"
When the sound of swords and swords stopped, the dark guards each held one end of the net, and the white-haired old man was trapped in it.
A group of people grabbed the white-haired old man and went to the dungeon through the side passage. Wen Ruyan looked at the narrow and complicated stone passage and sighed: "This secret passage seems to be quite old."
Zhao Yao shook Wen Ruyan's hand and replied, "When the Southern Kingdom Palace was first established, this secret passage was set up, and only the successive emperors and a small number of personal guards knew about it."
When the two came out of the stone path, it was already evening outside, and the exit was the stone wall behind the dragon chair in the main hall.
After taking a bath, Wen Ruyan and Zhao Yao had dinner in the Chaotian Hall, the snow kept falling outside the window, and the stove inside the house was boiling with hot mist.
Wen Ruyan filled a small bowl of chicken soup and planned to let Zhao Yao drink some, but the people on the opposite side were all looking forward to explaining about the white-haired old man.
"You eat something to warm up first, and I will tell you slowly."
Zhao Yao reached out to take the soup bowl, took a sip with the spoon in one hand and asked complainingly: "That old white-haired man chased all the way from the northwest to the capital in order to catch you, why didn't you let me kill him to avoid future troubles?"
Wen Ruyan took a bite of the meat and replied hesitantly: "If I say that the old man can see your past life, no, it should be your future, do you believe it?"
"Future?" Zhao Yao looked at the serious man, "The old man really has such abilities?"
I didn't expect Zhao Yao to believe so easily.
"Earlier, I remembered that you said that Yunshan was a place, so I sent someone to investigate. The Yunshan is located among the snowfields, and it is an inaccessible place, so nothing was found, but the local people had heard that A hall is located in the depths of Yunshan, and the halls are all old Taoist priests who are about to become immortals."
Zhao Yao has never believed in the art of cultivating immortals. Throughout the ages, many emperors have died of ignorant alchemists, so they do not believe in these theories of gods and monsters.
But Wen Ruyan is an existence that cannot be explained by common sense, Zhao Yao still somewhat believes that there are existences in the world other than humans and animals.
"You actually checked it out?" Wen Ruyan remembered that she just mentioned it carelessly at the time, but Zhao Yao took the trouble to check it out.
Zhao Yao held the chopsticks and took out the cooked noodles and put them into her dishes, "Well, but there are no other clues."
Wen Ruyan prepared a sauce to mix the noodles, divided it into two portions and handed one portion to Zhao Yao's small porcelain plate, saying: "That old man doesn't seem like a serious Taoist priest who wants to become an immortal. He is not only lazy but also likes to gamble. If this person can become a fairy, then the standard for recruiting people in the fairy world is really too low."
Thinking of the humiliating experience of being forced to perform on the street last time, Wen Ruyan felt very complicated.
"Then how do you say he knows my future?" Zhao Yao asked, taking a sip of tea.
Wen Ruyan was picking up the noodles and wanted to eat them. He stretched out his hand and tapped Zhao Yao's forehead lightly and said, "I don't know. The old man just touched my forehead like this, and I can see it later."
Zhao Yao raised her hand and touched her forehead, then looked at Wen Ruyan suspiciously.
"You don't believe it?" Wen Ruyan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and buried his head in eating the noodles, "Anyway, the old man should know a little magic, why don't you let him cast spells for you tomorrow?"
After all, it was the old man's fault that he passed through inexplicably.
I don't know what else is a hundred-turn machine?
The next day, Zhao Yao and Wen Ruyan saw the white-haired old man in the dungeon, with the hidden guards standing beside him.
The hands and feet of the white-haired old man were tied with chains, and he sat very quietly on the grass ball to meditate, which was somewhat seasoned.
"Do you really have the ability to predict the future?" Zhao Yao looked at the white-haired old man and asked.
"This old man is one of the four disciples of the 320th seventh-generation Taoist chief in Yunshan Temple, and Qingwu is also one of them."
Wen Ruyan couldn't help laughing when he saw that the unruly white-haired old man was suddenly so serious.
Zhao Yao turned her head to look over, her face full of helplessness.
"I want to see what you said about predicting the future."
The white-haired old man rolled his eyes slyly and responded: "This technique consumes a lot of cultivation, and it takes seven to forty-nine days to use it once before it can be used a second time. I'm afraid the old man will be powerless."
Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows and said, "July 49th?"
Wen Ruyan's heart skipped a beat. This white-haired old man is not lying, is he? If it takes 49 days at a time, would he use it so casually before?
Is the white-haired old man lying?
When the white-haired old man was locked in the dungeon again, Zhao Yao got up and wanted to leave, Wen Ruyan said: "Well, can I say a few words to the old man alone?"
Zhao Yao raised her hand and pinched Wen Ruyan's cheek, expressing dissatisfaction in her words: "What kind of private conversation do you have with an old man, so you must be alone?"
"I'll talk to you when I come out."
When Wen Ruyan entered the stone room alone, the white-haired old man said rudely: "You little girl, don't even try to bargain with the old man."
"Could it be that you haven't mastered this spell?"
Originally, it was just a tentative sentence, but who would have thought that panic flashed in the old man's eyes, Wen Ruyan laughed in surprise and said, "I really guessed right."
The white-haired old man cleared his throat and responded, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, this technique is to spy on the secrets of the sky, so naturally it can't be used frequently, not to mention that Zhao Yao is still in the game, how can she spy on herself?"
Wen Ruyan restrained her smile and asked, "Then why did you let me see it?"
"You are not from this world, the old man just let you have a glimpse of the secret."
The two didn't exchange a few words, the white-haired old man was very stubborn, so Wen Ruyan quickly came out of the stone room.
Outside Zhao Yao's independent corridor, there was heavy snow outside the window, and the vermilion palace road was covered by the snow.
Only Zhao Yao, who was dressed in a bright yellow robe, stood out. Wen Ruyan trotted over and asked, "Didn't I tell you to go back to Chaotian Palace and wait for me?"
"I want to wait for you." Zhao Yao held Wen Ruyan's hand and asked, "What did you tell that old Taoist priest?"
Wen Ruyan took the palace man's umbrella with one hand, and then walked out of the corridor with Zhao Yao.
"The old man probably didn't practice well enough, so he really didn't use any spells for a while." Wen Ruyan stepped on the soft snow with an umbrella in his hand.
The strong wind blew past, and the wind and snow flew around, and even the hem of the skirt was stained with a lot of flying snow. Zhao Yao raised her hand and took the umbrella from Wen Ruyan's hand: "That's not like I'm talking about the future you see. What is it like?"
Wen Ruyan tilted his head and looked up at Zhao Yao. Now Zhao Yao looked around confidently, his eyes were always bright, but the Zhao Yao he saw in the illusion was like a dead tree.
"I don't think that person should be your future." Wen Ruyan thought about it seriously, "You should be another Zhao Yao in another world, that Zhao Yao was only emperor for five years, and the Southern Kingdom disappeared in the end. "
Zhao Yao stopped slightly, looked at Wen Ruyan in disbelief and said, "Five years?"
With his own ability, Nanguo should not have perished within five years.
"You are not deceived by the old man, are you?" After all, it is rumored that there is a kind of medicine that can make people have hallucinations so that they can believe everything they see in the hallucinations.
amount……
Wen Ruyan explained helplessly: "Just listen to it as if it were a story."
Zhao Yao withdrew her scrutinizing eyes and asked with a smile: "Okay, what happened to us in the end?"
"Us?" Wen Ruyan lowered his head and hid beside Zhao Yao to avoid the cold wind, "You were alone in that world, and I didn't see another me."
After all, I am not from this world, and it is very normal to not have myself in that world, but it may be very strange for Zhao Yao to understand.
Zhao Yao raised her arms to embrace Wen Ruyan and sighed, "I shouldn't be without you."
Wen Ruyan was blown by the wind until his face turned red from the cold, and replied: "Anyway, you destroyed the Southern Kingdom with your own hands in the end, and then the Song family led soldiers and horses to attack the palace. I wanted to drag you to escape, but you didn't even know me. "
"I don't know you?" Zhao Yao's eyes were even more confused.
After the two entered Chaotian Hall, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to remove Wen Ruyan's coat and said, "The old man may be talking nonsense, we have been together all these years, how could it be possible that we were not together at such a critical moment. "
The doors and windows in the hall were closed and it was much warmer. Wen Ruyan held up the teacup and said, "There should be no me in that world, so you don't know me. I will take you away later and you won't follow me."
Zhao Yao took a sip of the tea cup, looked at Wen Ruyan who was speaking seriously, and couldn't help thinking.
If Wen Ruyan had never appeared before, what would he be like now?
This is an existence that Zhao Yao dare not imagine now.
"Then I was killed by the rebels in the end?" Zhao Yao asked aloud.
Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yaoying with a red nose: "No."
Thinking of that scene, Wen Ruyan sighed sadly, "Why don't you go with me?"
When Zhao Yao heard this, her eyes were full of tenderness, she raised her hand to gently touch Wen Ruyan's slightly frowning brows, and embraced her to comfort her: "What stupid things do you say, I will hold you tightly even if I die."
Wen Ruyan was suddenly pulled into his arms, unable to move at all, and the person who rubbed his face did not forget to kiss him several times.
"Am I still drinking tea?" Wen Ruyan came back to his senses and looked at Zhao Yao helplessly.
Zhao Yao tilted her head and lightly pecked Wen Ruyan's soft lips and said, "You drink your tea, and I kiss my man, there will be no delay."
What a fallacy.
Wen Ruyan pursed her lips tightly to avoid Zhao Yao's enthusiastic response: "I only have one mouth, so you have to give me a chance to drink tea."
"Okay." Zhao Yao raised her hand and took the teacup in Wen Ruyan's hand, took a sip, blinked her eyes lightly, and then stepped forward.
"Um……?"
Thinking that Zhao Yao's conscience found out, Wen Ruyan really felt that she should not think of Zhao Yao as being too gentle and considerate.
When the two separated slightly, Wen Ruyan looked at the proud Zhao Yao with flushed cheeks and said, "You are really unreasonable."
Zhao Yao poked Wen Ruyan's angry cheek with her fingertips and said with a light smile, "Is the tea not good?"
Wen Ruyan snorted softly and didn't respond, but was frightened when she saw Zhao Yao pick up the teapot and pour tea, and quickly replied: "It's actually quite delicious!"
"Really?" Zhao Yao held back a smile and looked at those bright and moving eyes, and sighed unsatisfactorily.
This sigh made Wen Ruyan feel even more weird, after all, Zhao Yao was clingier than usual when it was winter.
Especially since the end of the year is coming, when the annual holidays are released, maybe I will be forced to live a decadent life in darkness.
The government affairs of the court are only a little leisurely until the end of the year, and the wedding ceremony and the empress ceremony are on the same day.
Originally, the two had always slept together, and there was no special distinction, but because of the etiquette of marriage, the two had to sleep in separate rooms for the first time.
When Wen Ruyan heard the news, the corners of his mouth almost laughed, Zhao Yao arranged for many palace people to move things to Jiaofang Hall during the day.
The queen of a country has her own palace to live in, so she can no longer live in Chaotian Palace with Zhao Yao.
Wen Ruyan was arranging for someone to move hundreds of story books, Zhao Yao sat on a low couch by the window and played by herself, holding white chess in one hand and black chess in the other.
Logically speaking, this is the rule of the emperors and empresses in the palace, and Zhao Yao has to abide by it, but the disadvantage of black chess on the chessboard has already revealed her thoughts.
Self-play originally compares the strengths of the two sides, but such pros and cons are obviously the result of indecision in playing chess.
"These boxes, and those in the corners, all have to be moved to the Jiaofang Hall." Wen Ruyan was packing up her own treasures, not caring about someone's thoughts.
Zhao Yao held the chess pieces between her fingers and tapped the chessboard, and looked at the person who was busy moving with her thin lips tightly.
After finally getting out of the palace, Wen Ruyan took a sip of the tea and collapsed on the floor tired.
"You haven't spoken to me for most of the day."
"I'm busy." Wen Ruyan let Zhao Yao pinch her face in response.
Zhao Yao pinched the soft flesh of Wen Ruyan's cheek with her fingertips, and pecked her mouth sadly, which was always unflattering.
Wen Ruyan endured this woodpecker-like kiss, and couldn't help laughing until it reached the back of her neck.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Yao pinched the soft earlobe dissatisfied.
"I'm laughing at you." Wen Ruyan rested his head on her lap, looking up at Zhao Yao, "I won't marry you, you're going to be jealous, now you're about to get married, and you're still going to be jealous, you What do you want?"
Zhao Yao wrapped her arms around Wen Ruyan and responded, "Are you so happy that you can move out of Jiaofang Palace?"
Wen Ruyan suppressed the smile in his eyes and said, "Who told you to break the three-day agreement when you come here recently?"
With Zhao Yao's enthusiasm for certain things, Wen Ruyan really understands why some old couples have to sleep in separate rooms.
This is purely for longevity.
Zhao Yao lifted Wen Ruyan's collar slightly with her fingertips, and a clear mark could still be seen on it. She blushed slightly and replied, "Anyway, nothing happened recently. I neglected you because of government affairs a while ago. I want to make it up to you." , how can it be considered destruction?"
Wen Ruyan held up his collar and said, "We have been friends for more than ten years, and I know your nature very well."
"My nature?" Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, drawing Wen Ruyan's delicate brows on her fingertips, "Tell me about my nature?"
"Your nature." Wen Ruyan frowned and smiled, raised his hand to hold Zhao Yao's slightly cool hand, "If I tell you, don't get angry."
Zhao Yao started to be held by her and responded: "Okay, let's listen to it."
Wen Ruyan grabbed Zhao Yao with her hands and raised her back, then whispered something in her ear.
I saw Zhao Yao, who was still full of smiles, blushed in an instant, wrapped her arms around Wen Ruyan and turned to dominate, looking down at the helpless person.
"Are you sure I am that kind of person?"
Wen Ruyan's wrists were clamped and he was powerless to fight back, but he didn't realize that he was on the verge of crisis.
"Then you say you are not."
Zhao Yao pinched Wen Ruyan's side face with her hand, leaned over and pecked her lightly a few times, lightly held her belt between her fingers and murmured: "Today I will show you what makes a good person."
When Wen Ruyan reacted in a panic, she could only change her words hastily: "I actually don't want to watch it."
"It's up to you." Zhao Yao leaned over and stared at Wen Ruyan's clear and bright eyes with a smile, and brushed away the thin hair on the side of her face with her fingertips, "Tomorrow you will move to Jiaofang Palace, and in the future half a year Months when we didn't even have to get close."
"No, what you say doesn't count." Wen Ruyan responded with her lips tightened.
Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan with eyes full of tenderness, reluctantly removed her hand and said, "Then I will secretly run to find you every three days in the middle of the night."
Wen Ruyan couldn't help laughing out loud, the serious Zhao Yao would actually say this.
After all, Zhao Yao doesn't like the word steal the most on weekdays.
"Don't use bitter tricks, I've seen too much, it's useless to me." Wen Ruyan replied indifferently.
"Then you really don't feel sorry for me?" Zhao Yao leaned over, although her words were gentle and soft, which was a bit out of her nature, but the strength of that wrist still did not loosen.
Wen Ruyan looked at the cunning fox with its tail hidden, and relentlessly lobbied, but had no choice but to respond: "Then don't bother people, let's fight quickly?"
Zhao Yao listened to Wen Ruyan's strange words in a daze, and it took her a while to react, a smile appeared in her eyes and she responded, "Okay, I'll follow you."
The palace servants who were still packing things outside suddenly heard the movement in the inner hall, and all of them blushed and dared not enter again.
The next day, Wen Ruyan sat on the phoenix chariot and went back to the Jiaofang Hall, feeling unwell.
Zhao Yao is a big liar who doesn't believe what he says.
The furnishings in the Jiaofang Hall were almost exactly the same as those in the Chaotian Hall, and Wen Ruyan was so soft that he didn't even want to move.
It was snowing constantly outside the window, Wen Ruyan recuperated for several days before recovering.
Zhao Yao sent someone to say hello for several days, but Wen Ruyan asked the palace people to close the door directly.
At night, Zhao Yaowo was drinking tea in Ruantao, and the palace people outside reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Jiaofang Palace is also closed today to see no visitors."
"Understood." Zhao Yao laid down the chess pieces leisurely, but the smile in her eyes never stopped.
The teeth marks can still be seen clearly on the back of the neck, Zhao Yao took a sip of tea and sighed: "It seems that I can only endure this half a month alone."
That day, he started to tease her on a whim, but she didn't expect to annoy her.
After that, Wen Ruyan could receive all kinds of small gifts from Zhao Yao every day, from plum blossoms to picture scrolls, but the most important ones were letters.
Wen Ruyan opened the letter after the palace servants left the inner palace, and the old man blushed decisively to close the letter.
Zhao Yao's letter is really a routine, and it can be summed up as follows: It's snowing today, I miss you, do you miss me?
Snow stops today, I miss you, you haven't even replied, but I know you miss me too.
Dafeng today, I miss you, I don't know if you read the letter, but I still miss you very much.
Such an old-fashioned love story, unexpectedly followed by the careful heart that I taught her to draw, was really a heart attack.
In short, Wen Ruyan put the letter at the bottom of the box after reading it. If he didn't have a strong heart, he would never dare to read it a second time.
Today's letter actually included a small painting, Wen Ruyan looked at this simple landscape painting, a little puzzled.
Did Zhao Yao suddenly understand what it means to be pure-hearted and ascetic?
Just as Wen Ruyan was about to put the painting in an envelope and put it in the bottom of the box, he suddenly realized that this landscape painting seemed a bit like a human body.
So when Wen Ruyan looked at the painting with a mirror, he realized that it was a picture of two women embracing each other.
The mountain is one person, and the water is one person, and the two women in the painting show a slim figure.
Wen Ruyan's face turned hot, looking around to see if there were any palace servants muttering: "A female emperor even specially asked the palace servants to send this small picture album over."
I'm afraid that few people will believe it.
The palace servant returned to Chaotian Palace from Jiaofang Palace, and Zhao Yao asked curiously, "Send it in?"
"Yes, the palace servants of Jiaofang Palace have received the letter."
Zhao Yao showed shyness on her face, but her eyes were full of anticipation and she whispered: "I don't know if she can see it."
The bamboo grove outside the window has been mostly covered by white snow, Zhao Yao is holding a pen and looking at the small paintings all over the desk, only wishing that she could write back a letter.
But he was also worried that she would not be able to see the mystery in the painting, so in the next few days, he sent palace servants to send several paintings.
Jiaofangdian, who never replied to letters, replied for the first time. Zhao Yao held the thin envelope anxiously, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
They haven't seen each other for several days, Zhao Yao thought it would be good if she could say a few words back to her.
But the letter paper only had two words, Zhao Yao stared at the paper for a long time in a daze, then put the paper on the desk in frustration.
【Read】
Could it be that the painting is not good?
Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to support the side of her face, and the always shrewd person suddenly became worried.
When a gust of wind came in from outside the window, the paper suddenly flew randomly. Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold the paper, and only realized that it was not stable when her fingertips touched a corner of the paper.
"This is?" Zhao Yao summoned the palace servants to find a small stick of charcoal, and then carefully daubed the paper.
I saw a line of small characters in the lower left corner of the back of the paper.
【I miss you as well. 】
Like a spring breeze blowing, Zhao Yao's original chill all over his face melted in an instant, and his eyes were full of joy as he held the paper and meditated over and over again.
Wen Ruyan in the Jiaofang hall was covering his head in the bedding, howling from time to time.
Why did you suddenly regret it after sending it out?
Such a shameful elementary school student's confession game, he actually responded cooperatively.
Wen Ruyan poked his head out from under the quilt, his cheeks were still a little blush and he prayed in a low voice: "Don't see it."
Otherwise, with Zhao Yao's temperament, she wouldn't have framed that letter, right?
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I saw that the white-haired old man was very skillful, and even dozens of first-class hidden guards did not subdue him.
Originally, she was discussing political affairs with the ministers of the Cabinet of Government Affairs in the side hall, but the palace servants rushed to report that something happened to her.
The hidden guards in the palace were even infiltrated by the old man. If he hadn't accidentally broken into the secret channel mechanism, he might have escaped from the palace.
"Kill him!" The more Zhao Yao thought about it, the more murderous she became.
"Yes!" All the hidden guards charged at the white-haired old man again with sharp knives, their strikes were more fierce than before.
Wen Ruyan hurriedly said: "No, it's useful for me to keep the old man."
Zhao Yao looked puzzled at the person who was unwilling to take care of others before, but now she is so worried about the old man's life and death, and the feeling in her heart is particularly complicated.
"What is your relationship with this old man?"
"It's a long story, I'll talk to you when I get out." Suddenly, a white mist of white dust rose in the stone path, and Wen Ruyan grabbed Zhao Yao's sleeve anxiously, "Tell them not to kill, The old man is really useful."
Zhao Yao hugged the person in front of her and said hesitantly, "Let him live."
"Yes!"
When the sound of swords and swords stopped, the dark guards each held one end of the net, and the white-haired old man was trapped in it.
A group of people grabbed the white-haired old man and went to the dungeon through the side passage. Wen Ruyan looked at the narrow and complicated stone passage and sighed: "This secret passage seems to be quite old."
Zhao Yao shook Wen Ruyan's hand and replied, "When the Southern Kingdom Palace was first established, this secret passage was set up, and only the successive emperors and a small number of personal guards knew about it."
When the two came out of the stone path, it was already evening outside, and the exit was the stone wall behind the dragon chair in the main hall.
After taking a bath, Wen Ruyan and Zhao Yao had dinner in the Chaotian Hall, the snow kept falling outside the window, and the stove inside the house was boiling with hot mist.
Wen Ruyan filled a small bowl of chicken soup and planned to let Zhao Yao drink some, but the people on the opposite side were all looking forward to explaining about the white-haired old man.
"You eat something to warm up first, and I will tell you slowly."
Zhao Yao reached out to take the soup bowl, took a sip with the spoon in one hand and asked complainingly: "That old white-haired man chased all the way from the northwest to the capital in order to catch you, why didn't you let me kill him to avoid future troubles?"
Wen Ruyan took a bite of the meat and replied hesitantly: "If I say that the old man can see your past life, no, it should be your future, do you believe it?"
"Future?" Zhao Yao looked at the serious man, "The old man really has such abilities?"
I didn't expect Zhao Yao to believe so easily.
"Earlier, I remembered that you said that Yunshan was a place, so I sent someone to investigate. The Yunshan is located among the snowfields, and it is an inaccessible place, so nothing was found, but the local people had heard that A hall is located in the depths of Yunshan, and the halls are all old Taoist priests who are about to become immortals."
Zhao Yao has never believed in the art of cultivating immortals. Throughout the ages, many emperors have died of ignorant alchemists, so they do not believe in these theories of gods and monsters.
But Wen Ruyan is an existence that cannot be explained by common sense, Zhao Yao still somewhat believes that there are existences in the world other than humans and animals.
"You actually checked it out?" Wen Ruyan remembered that she just mentioned it carelessly at the time, but Zhao Yao took the trouble to check it out.
Zhao Yao held the chopsticks and took out the cooked noodles and put them into her dishes, "Well, but there are no other clues."
Wen Ruyan prepared a sauce to mix the noodles, divided it into two portions and handed one portion to Zhao Yao's small porcelain plate, saying: "That old man doesn't seem like a serious Taoist priest who wants to become an immortal. He is not only lazy but also likes to gamble. If this person can become a fairy, then the standard for recruiting people in the fairy world is really too low."
Thinking of the humiliating experience of being forced to perform on the street last time, Wen Ruyan felt very complicated.
"Then how do you say he knows my future?" Zhao Yao asked, taking a sip of tea.
Wen Ruyan was picking up the noodles and wanted to eat them. He stretched out his hand and tapped Zhao Yao's forehead lightly and said, "I don't know. The old man just touched my forehead like this, and I can see it later."
Zhao Yao raised her hand and touched her forehead, then looked at Wen Ruyan suspiciously.
"You don't believe it?" Wen Ruyan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and buried his head in eating the noodles, "Anyway, the old man should know a little magic, why don't you let him cast spells for you tomorrow?"
After all, it was the old man's fault that he passed through inexplicably.
I don't know what else is a hundred-turn machine?
The next day, Zhao Yao and Wen Ruyan saw the white-haired old man in the dungeon, with the hidden guards standing beside him.
The hands and feet of the white-haired old man were tied with chains, and he sat very quietly on the grass ball to meditate, which was somewhat seasoned.
"Do you really have the ability to predict the future?" Zhao Yao looked at the white-haired old man and asked.
"This old man is one of the four disciples of the 320th seventh-generation Taoist chief in Yunshan Temple, and Qingwu is also one of them."
Wen Ruyan couldn't help laughing when he saw that the unruly white-haired old man was suddenly so serious.
Zhao Yao turned her head to look over, her face full of helplessness.
"I want to see what you said about predicting the future."
The white-haired old man rolled his eyes slyly and responded: "This technique consumes a lot of cultivation, and it takes seven to forty-nine days to use it once before it can be used a second time. I'm afraid the old man will be powerless."
Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows and said, "July 49th?"
Wen Ruyan's heart skipped a beat. This white-haired old man is not lying, is he? If it takes 49 days at a time, would he use it so casually before?
Is the white-haired old man lying?
When the white-haired old man was locked in the dungeon again, Zhao Yao got up and wanted to leave, Wen Ruyan said: "Well, can I say a few words to the old man alone?"
Zhao Yao raised her hand and pinched Wen Ruyan's cheek, expressing dissatisfaction in her words: "What kind of private conversation do you have with an old man, so you must be alone?"
"I'll talk to you when I come out."
When Wen Ruyan entered the stone room alone, the white-haired old man said rudely: "You little girl, don't even try to bargain with the old man."
"Could it be that you haven't mastered this spell?"
Originally, it was just a tentative sentence, but who would have thought that panic flashed in the old man's eyes, Wen Ruyan laughed in surprise and said, "I really guessed right."
The white-haired old man cleared his throat and responded, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, this technique is to spy on the secrets of the sky, so naturally it can't be used frequently, not to mention that Zhao Yao is still in the game, how can she spy on herself?"
Wen Ruyan restrained her smile and asked, "Then why did you let me see it?"
"You are not from this world, the old man just let you have a glimpse of the secret."
The two didn't exchange a few words, the white-haired old man was very stubborn, so Wen Ruyan quickly came out of the stone room.
Outside Zhao Yao's independent corridor, there was heavy snow outside the window, and the vermilion palace road was covered by the snow.
Only Zhao Yao, who was dressed in a bright yellow robe, stood out. Wen Ruyan trotted over and asked, "Didn't I tell you to go back to Chaotian Palace and wait for me?"
"I want to wait for you." Zhao Yao held Wen Ruyan's hand and asked, "What did you tell that old Taoist priest?"
Wen Ruyan took the palace man's umbrella with one hand, and then walked out of the corridor with Zhao Yao.
"The old man probably didn't practice well enough, so he really didn't use any spells for a while." Wen Ruyan stepped on the soft snow with an umbrella in his hand.
The strong wind blew past, and the wind and snow flew around, and even the hem of the skirt was stained with a lot of flying snow. Zhao Yao raised her hand and took the umbrella from Wen Ruyan's hand: "That's not like I'm talking about the future you see. What is it like?"
Wen Ruyan tilted his head and looked up at Zhao Yao. Now Zhao Yao looked around confidently, his eyes were always bright, but the Zhao Yao he saw in the illusion was like a dead tree.
"I don't think that person should be your future." Wen Ruyan thought about it seriously, "You should be another Zhao Yao in another world, that Zhao Yao was only emperor for five years, and the Southern Kingdom disappeared in the end. "
Zhao Yao stopped slightly, looked at Wen Ruyan in disbelief and said, "Five years?"
With his own ability, Nanguo should not have perished within five years.
"You are not deceived by the old man, are you?" After all, it is rumored that there is a kind of medicine that can make people have hallucinations so that they can believe everything they see in the hallucinations.
amount……
Wen Ruyan explained helplessly: "Just listen to it as if it were a story."
Zhao Yao withdrew her scrutinizing eyes and asked with a smile: "Okay, what happened to us in the end?"
"Us?" Wen Ruyan lowered his head and hid beside Zhao Yao to avoid the cold wind, "You were alone in that world, and I didn't see another me."
After all, I am not from this world, and it is very normal to not have myself in that world, but it may be very strange for Zhao Yao to understand.
Zhao Yao raised her arms to embrace Wen Ruyan and sighed, "I shouldn't be without you."
Wen Ruyan was blown by the wind until his face turned red from the cold, and replied: "Anyway, you destroyed the Southern Kingdom with your own hands in the end, and then the Song family led soldiers and horses to attack the palace. I wanted to drag you to escape, but you didn't even know me. "
"I don't know you?" Zhao Yao's eyes were even more confused.
After the two entered Chaotian Hall, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to remove Wen Ruyan's coat and said, "The old man may be talking nonsense, we have been together all these years, how could it be possible that we were not together at such a critical moment. "
The doors and windows in the hall were closed and it was much warmer. Wen Ruyan held up the teacup and said, "There should be no me in that world, so you don't know me. I will take you away later and you won't follow me."
Zhao Yao took a sip of the tea cup, looked at Wen Ruyan who was speaking seriously, and couldn't help thinking.
If Wen Ruyan had never appeared before, what would he be like now?
This is an existence that Zhao Yao dare not imagine now.
"Then I was killed by the rebels in the end?" Zhao Yao asked aloud.
Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yaoying with a red nose: "No."
Thinking of that scene, Wen Ruyan sighed sadly, "Why don't you go with me?"
When Zhao Yao heard this, her eyes were full of tenderness, she raised her hand to gently touch Wen Ruyan's slightly frowning brows, and embraced her to comfort her: "What stupid things do you say, I will hold you tightly even if I die."
Wen Ruyan was suddenly pulled into his arms, unable to move at all, and the person who rubbed his face did not forget to kiss him several times.
"Am I still drinking tea?" Wen Ruyan came back to his senses and looked at Zhao Yao helplessly.
Zhao Yao tilted her head and lightly pecked Wen Ruyan's soft lips and said, "You drink your tea, and I kiss my man, there will be no delay."
What a fallacy.
Wen Ruyan pursed her lips tightly to avoid Zhao Yao's enthusiastic response: "I only have one mouth, so you have to give me a chance to drink tea."
"Okay." Zhao Yao raised her hand and took the teacup in Wen Ruyan's hand, took a sip, blinked her eyes lightly, and then stepped forward.
"Um……?"
Thinking that Zhao Yao's conscience found out, Wen Ruyan really felt that she should not think of Zhao Yao as being too gentle and considerate.
When the two separated slightly, Wen Ruyan looked at the proud Zhao Yao with flushed cheeks and said, "You are really unreasonable."
Zhao Yao poked Wen Ruyan's angry cheek with her fingertips and said with a light smile, "Is the tea not good?"
Wen Ruyan snorted softly and didn't respond, but was frightened when she saw Zhao Yao pick up the teapot and pour tea, and quickly replied: "It's actually quite delicious!"
"Really?" Zhao Yao held back a smile and looked at those bright and moving eyes, and sighed unsatisfactorily.
This sigh made Wen Ruyan feel even more weird, after all, Zhao Yao was clingier than usual when it was winter.
Especially since the end of the year is coming, when the annual holidays are released, maybe I will be forced to live a decadent life in darkness.
The government affairs of the court are only a little leisurely until the end of the year, and the wedding ceremony and the empress ceremony are on the same day.
Originally, the two had always slept together, and there was no special distinction, but because of the etiquette of marriage, the two had to sleep in separate rooms for the first time.
When Wen Ruyan heard the news, the corners of his mouth almost laughed, Zhao Yao arranged for many palace people to move things to Jiaofang Hall during the day.
The queen of a country has her own palace to live in, so she can no longer live in Chaotian Palace with Zhao Yao.
Wen Ruyan was arranging for someone to move hundreds of story books, Zhao Yao sat on a low couch by the window and played by herself, holding white chess in one hand and black chess in the other.
Logically speaking, this is the rule of the emperors and empresses in the palace, and Zhao Yao has to abide by it, but the disadvantage of black chess on the chessboard has already revealed her thoughts.
Self-play originally compares the strengths of the two sides, but such pros and cons are obviously the result of indecision in playing chess.
"These boxes, and those in the corners, all have to be moved to the Jiaofang Hall." Wen Ruyan was packing up her own treasures, not caring about someone's thoughts.
Zhao Yao held the chess pieces between her fingers and tapped the chessboard, and looked at the person who was busy moving with her thin lips tightly.
After finally getting out of the palace, Wen Ruyan took a sip of the tea and collapsed on the floor tired.
"You haven't spoken to me for most of the day."
"I'm busy." Wen Ruyan let Zhao Yao pinch her face in response.
Zhao Yao pinched the soft flesh of Wen Ruyan's cheek with her fingertips, and pecked her mouth sadly, which was always unflattering.
Wen Ruyan endured this woodpecker-like kiss, and couldn't help laughing until it reached the back of her neck.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Yao pinched the soft earlobe dissatisfied.
"I'm laughing at you." Wen Ruyan rested his head on her lap, looking up at Zhao Yao, "I won't marry you, you're going to be jealous, now you're about to get married, and you're still going to be jealous, you What do you want?"
Zhao Yao wrapped her arms around Wen Ruyan and responded, "Are you so happy that you can move out of Jiaofang Palace?"
Wen Ruyan suppressed the smile in his eyes and said, "Who told you to break the three-day agreement when you come here recently?"
With Zhao Yao's enthusiasm for certain things, Wen Ruyan really understands why some old couples have to sleep in separate rooms.
This is purely for longevity.
Zhao Yao lifted Wen Ruyan's collar slightly with her fingertips, and a clear mark could still be seen on it. She blushed slightly and replied, "Anyway, nothing happened recently. I neglected you because of government affairs a while ago. I want to make it up to you." , how can it be considered destruction?"
Wen Ruyan held up his collar and said, "We have been friends for more than ten years, and I know your nature very well."
"My nature?" Zhao Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, drawing Wen Ruyan's delicate brows on her fingertips, "Tell me about my nature?"
"Your nature." Wen Ruyan frowned and smiled, raised his hand to hold Zhao Yao's slightly cool hand, "If I tell you, don't get angry."
Zhao Yao started to be held by her and responded: "Okay, let's listen to it."
Wen Ruyan grabbed Zhao Yao with her hands and raised her back, then whispered something in her ear.
I saw Zhao Yao, who was still full of smiles, blushed in an instant, wrapped her arms around Wen Ruyan and turned to dominate, looking down at the helpless person.
"Are you sure I am that kind of person?"
Wen Ruyan's wrists were clamped and he was powerless to fight back, but he didn't realize that he was on the verge of crisis.
"Then you say you are not."
Zhao Yao pinched Wen Ruyan's side face with her hand, leaned over and pecked her lightly a few times, lightly held her belt between her fingers and murmured: "Today I will show you what makes a good person."
When Wen Ruyan reacted in a panic, she could only change her words hastily: "I actually don't want to watch it."
"It's up to you." Zhao Yao leaned over and stared at Wen Ruyan's clear and bright eyes with a smile, and brushed away the thin hair on the side of her face with her fingertips, "Tomorrow you will move to Jiaofang Palace, and in the future half a year Months when we didn't even have to get close."
"No, what you say doesn't count." Wen Ruyan responded with her lips tightened.
Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan with eyes full of tenderness, reluctantly removed her hand and said, "Then I will secretly run to find you every three days in the middle of the night."
Wen Ruyan couldn't help laughing out loud, the serious Zhao Yao would actually say this.
After all, Zhao Yao doesn't like the word steal the most on weekdays.
"Don't use bitter tricks, I've seen too much, it's useless to me." Wen Ruyan replied indifferently.
"Then you really don't feel sorry for me?" Zhao Yao leaned over, although her words were gentle and soft, which was a bit out of her nature, but the strength of that wrist still did not loosen.
Wen Ruyan looked at the cunning fox with its tail hidden, and relentlessly lobbied, but had no choice but to respond: "Then don't bother people, let's fight quickly?"
Zhao Yao listened to Wen Ruyan's strange words in a daze, and it took her a while to react, a smile appeared in her eyes and she responded, "Okay, I'll follow you."
The palace servants who were still packing things outside suddenly heard the movement in the inner hall, and all of them blushed and dared not enter again.
The next day, Wen Ruyan sat on the phoenix chariot and went back to the Jiaofang Hall, feeling unwell.
Zhao Yao is a big liar who doesn't believe what he says.
The furnishings in the Jiaofang Hall were almost exactly the same as those in the Chaotian Hall, and Wen Ruyan was so soft that he didn't even want to move.
It was snowing constantly outside the window, Wen Ruyan recuperated for several days before recovering.
Zhao Yao sent someone to say hello for several days, but Wen Ruyan asked the palace people to close the door directly.
At night, Zhao Yaowo was drinking tea in Ruantao, and the palace people outside reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Jiaofang Palace is also closed today to see no visitors."
"Understood." Zhao Yao laid down the chess pieces leisurely, but the smile in her eyes never stopped.
The teeth marks can still be seen clearly on the back of the neck, Zhao Yao took a sip of tea and sighed: "It seems that I can only endure this half a month alone."
That day, he started to tease her on a whim, but she didn't expect to annoy her.
After that, Wen Ruyan could receive all kinds of small gifts from Zhao Yao every day, from plum blossoms to picture scrolls, but the most important ones were letters.
Wen Ruyan opened the letter after the palace servants left the inner palace, and the old man blushed decisively to close the letter.
Zhao Yao's letter is really a routine, and it can be summed up as follows: It's snowing today, I miss you, do you miss me?
Snow stops today, I miss you, you haven't even replied, but I know you miss me too.
Dafeng today, I miss you, I don't know if you read the letter, but I still miss you very much.
Such an old-fashioned love story, unexpectedly followed by the careful heart that I taught her to draw, was really a heart attack.
In short, Wen Ruyan put the letter at the bottom of the box after reading it. If he didn't have a strong heart, he would never dare to read it a second time.
Today's letter actually included a small painting, Wen Ruyan looked at this simple landscape painting, a little puzzled.
Did Zhao Yao suddenly understand what it means to be pure-hearted and ascetic?
Just as Wen Ruyan was about to put the painting in an envelope and put it in the bottom of the box, he suddenly realized that this landscape painting seemed a bit like a human body.
So when Wen Ruyan looked at the painting with a mirror, he realized that it was a picture of two women embracing each other.
The mountain is one person, and the water is one person, and the two women in the painting show a slim figure.
Wen Ruyan's face turned hot, looking around to see if there were any palace servants muttering: "A female emperor even specially asked the palace servants to send this small picture album over."
I'm afraid that few people will believe it.
The palace servant returned to Chaotian Palace from Jiaofang Palace, and Zhao Yao asked curiously, "Send it in?"
"Yes, the palace servants of Jiaofang Palace have received the letter."
Zhao Yao showed shyness on her face, but her eyes were full of anticipation and she whispered: "I don't know if she can see it."
The bamboo grove outside the window has been mostly covered by white snow, Zhao Yao is holding a pen and looking at the small paintings all over the desk, only wishing that she could write back a letter.
But he was also worried that she would not be able to see the mystery in the painting, so in the next few days, he sent palace servants to send several paintings.
Jiaofangdian, who never replied to letters, replied for the first time. Zhao Yao held the thin envelope anxiously, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
They haven't seen each other for several days, Zhao Yao thought it would be good if she could say a few words back to her.
But the letter paper only had two words, Zhao Yao stared at the paper for a long time in a daze, then put the paper on the desk in frustration.
【Read】
Could it be that the painting is not good?
Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to support the side of her face, and the always shrewd person suddenly became worried.
When a gust of wind came in from outside the window, the paper suddenly flew randomly. Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold the paper, and only realized that it was not stable when her fingertips touched a corner of the paper.
"This is?" Zhao Yao summoned the palace servants to find a small stick of charcoal, and then carefully daubed the paper.
I saw a line of small characters in the lower left corner of the back of the paper.
【I miss you as well. 】
Like a spring breeze blowing, Zhao Yao's original chill all over his face melted in an instant, and his eyes were full of joy as he held the paper and meditated over and over again.
Wen Ruyan in the Jiaofang hall was covering his head in the bedding, howling from time to time.
Why did you suddenly regret it after sending it out?
Such a shameful elementary school student's confession game, he actually responded cooperatively.
Wen Ruyan poked his head out from under the quilt, his cheeks were still a little blush and he prayed in a low voice: "Don't see it."
Otherwise, with Zhao Yao's temperament, she wouldn't have framed that letter, right?
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