Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

In the palace, Xie Ci leaned over his desk to pick up his pen, put it down from time to time, crumpled up the paper under his hand, and threw it in the wastebasket beside him, and finally threw away his pen as well, cursing in a low voice: "I'm willing to eat with him if I want to eat with him." Not bad, it doesn't matter what he likes to eat!"

"Hong Zhong." Xie Ci raised his head and shouted outside.

Hong Zhong is the eunuch next to Xie Ci, he looks very round, and he is very happy when he looks at it.

"Your Majesty." Hong Zhong looked at the paper balls piled up high in the wastebasket, and then at the thick cookbook in front of Xie Ci, and his heart was clear.

"Go and tell the Imperial Dining Room, they can do whatever they want, the lonely menu can't be written." Xie Ci scratched his hair irritably.

"Yes." Hong Zhong replied, and was about to step back, when Xie Ci said again, "Dishes, prepare half spicy and half non-spicy dishes. For sweets, don't need too much. Hmm... make more herbal tea .”

"Yes."

This time, Hong Zhong stepped out of the threshold with one foot, so he listened to his thanks and said, "Let the imperial dining room fry another spicy beef brisket."

This time Hong Zhong was not in a hurry to leave, he obediently waited for Xie Ci to speak.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Xie Ci reported the names of several dishes one after another.

In the end, he didn't say anything at all, and let Hong Zhong take him directly to the imperial dining room.

On New Year's Eve, in order to have a good reunion dinner with Jiang Jingyun, Xie Ci canceled tonight's palace banquet.

Xie Ci changed into white casual clothes, turned away the servants serving in the hall, and waited at the door by himself early, looking up at the sky.

Not long after, two slender figures descended from the sky.

"Uncle!" Xie Ci's eyes turned red when he saw Jiang Jingyun, he rushed forward and hugged his waist.

Xie Yan, who was pushed aside, suddenly darkened: "..."

Forget it, I'll give you a hug.

"Uncle, I miss you so much." Xie Ci put his face on Jiang Jingyun's neck, coquettishly unconsciously.

Xie Yan curled his lips in disdain, really shameless.

"Uncle, do you miss me?" Xie Ci took a step back and looked at Jiang Jingyun anxiously.

To say thank you, Jiang Jingyun really regarded him as his own nephew.In the past, being cold and indifferent to him was out of nature, and another reason was that at that time, I didn't think about being alive, thinking that it wouldn't be too painful to say goodbye after I left.

Now that there are no scruples, there is nothing to hide.

Xie Ci is five years younger than Xie Fan. When he got married with Xie Fan, he was frightened into a daze. He avoided them for a long time. Finally, he was able to accept it. He left with Xie Fan again. The huge court hall was thrown to him.

Therefore, Jiang Jingyun felt more guilty about Xie Ci.

Jiang Jingyun touched his head, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and he responded in a low voice: "En."

Xie Ci was so happy that the blood all over his body boiled and cheered, shouting that he was going to hug Jiang Jingyun again, but was stopped by an arm that stretched out halfway.

"Come on, Jiaojiao, take it." Xie Yan couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to stand in front of Jiang Jingyun, stuffed the thick red envelope in Xie Ci's hand, and smiled brightly, "The lucky money that your aunt gave you, don't you?" polite."

Thank you: "..."

Xie Ci's face turned red and then pale, and then he remembered the relationship between the two of them, took the red envelope, turned his head slightly, coughed lightly, and pretended to be calm: "Hurry up and get in the house, the food is getting cold."

After drinking for three rounds, Xie Ci was a little drunk, sitting on the ground without image, holding the jug in one hand and Xie Fan's leg in the other, crying out of breath: "Why don't you come here?" Look at me, is it because you won’t come back if I don’t write a letter asking you to come back?”

"Are you still my brother? You're so annoying! I've been dead for so many years, even if I hate you, can my parents survive?" Xie Ci said while pouring wine into his mouth.

For Xie Tingyuan's death, at first he really blamed Xie Nan.But later, when sorting out Xie Tingyuan's belongings, he saw a letter in the collection of poems, which was not so much a letter as a suicide note.

In the letter, Xie Tingyuan wrote down everything he knew, including the cause of his death.Only then did he know why Xie Tingyuan didn't resist.He just wanted to fulfill his sincere heart of serving the country.

Although it was unacceptable at first, as time passed, that obsession gradually faded away.

After all, Xie Fan is also a victim.

"Brother, I don't hate you anymore." Xie Ci hiccupped, dropped the flagon in his hand, and rested his face on Xie Fan's lap, "I really don't hate you, and I never thought of hating you. I just don't know how to face you."

Xie Yan's eyes turned red, he got up and hugged Xie Ci, and said in a trembling voice: "Jiaojiao..."

"Brother, can you come back? You come back to live with your uncle." Xie Ci hugged Xie Fan's neck tightly, and muttered to himself, "I don't want to be alone, that kid Song Mianhua also ran away, saying he was going to be a big brother Xia... He clearly promised to accompany me."

"I'm sorry..." Xie Fan hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his hand to pat Xie Ci's back, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

The two brothers hugged each other and cried for a long time, finally Jiang Jingyun saw that it was almost done, so he called Hong Zhong outside and asked him to take Xie Ci back, and he himself and Xie Fan went back to King Jing's Mansion.

Xie Fan didn't drink much, but just said a lot of words to Xie Ci, and said all the things that were suppressed in his heart that he didn't dare to say, and his mind suddenly became much more empty, which made him a little tired.

Jiang Jingyun put him on the bed, wiped his body for him, pulled the quilt aside to cover him, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and said: "If you are tired, go to sleep first. morning."

Xie Yan remained silent, grabbed Jiang Jingyun's hand, and looked at him quietly.

"I'll be with you." Jiang Jingyun held his hand back.

Xie Yan slowly closed his eyes, and when he woke up again, the lively sound of firecrackers outside the house was one after another, extremely festive.

The time has come, he and Jiang Jingyun have been together for eight years.

Xie Yan turned his head, and saw Jiang Jingyun leaning against the bed, with a carved wooden box on his knees. The box was opened, and inside was a stack of thick paper. Some years.

The more Xie Yan looked at the box, the more familiar it became, until he caught a glimpse of the crooked line on the paper in Jiang Jingyun's hand: "Second brother is very kind to me, I like him very much."

"Are you awake?" Jiang Jingyun was still holding a handkerchief in his palm, and was a little embarrassed when he saw Xie Yan.

"Second brother, this handkerchief..." Xie Fan looked at the rough handkerchief and grinned, "I'm sorry for the bad embroidery."

Then he bowed his head pitifully on Jiang Jingyun's back: "Second brother, when did you take this thing away? Why didn't I know?"

"Before going to the northwest." Jiang Jingyun was a little embarrassed.

"Oh~" Xie Fan elongated his tone on purpose, "It has been hidden for so many years, but I couldn't find it."

"Didn't you also hide for many years?" Jiang Jingyun said lightly.

Xie Fan was stunned, and his head stopped twitching. He leaned into Jiang Jingyun's ear and whispered: "I realized that I like you before, but I didn't dare to say it, so I could only write it down and throw it in here. Later, I thought I liked you." After being hit by the Hundred Days Gu, I will forget you and that I like you. So I write ten letters a day to remind myself. I am thinking about the day when I will go like this. If you sit in my room, you will be able to see gone."

"But for some reason, I still forgot to like you. Second brother, I'm sorry."

There are many letters, but the beginning of each letter is the same sentence: "Second brother is very good to me, I like him very much."

Jiang Jingyun read the letters in this box many times, and felt shocked every time he read them.Every time I am shocked, I will escape my distress and thank you for a point.

He turned around and hugged Xie Fan, and said softly: "Xie Fan, I like you too, always have been."

Xie Wen burst out laughing, tears also joined in the fun.

The thousand trees of flowers unique to the palace suddenly sounded, and the lavender flames reflected on the window screen, accompanied by a few pleasant piano sounds from time to time.

Xie Fan kissed Jiang Jingyun's lips, and smiled: "Second brother, happy new year."

"Thank you, happy new year."

【End of the show】

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