Qingjiang Yin

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His long, wet black hair stuck to his back.It outlines the thin back of the young man, and the dripping water droplets gather on the ground, soaking the lotus patterns on the bricks.

The young man parted the black hair in front of his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead and dark eyes. He thanked Li Zhenyuan with a smile, and when he was about to walk to the backyard, Li Zhenyuan suddenly held his hands.

This was the second time Li Zhenyuan held Yuan Che's hand.Yuan Che's fingers are slender and slender, the fingertips are smooth and smooth, his complexion is as white as suet, and the touch is better than the white porcelain of the criminal kiln-but it is so cold.It was even colder than in memory, and his hands trembled slightly, conveying Yuan Che's trembling at this time.

Li Zhenyuan traveled across the battlefield and suffered countless injuries, big and small, but no matter how serious the injury was, it was not as deep as the heartache at this time.He couldn't stop Zhong Liyue, couldn't protect Yuan Che, and couldn't even argue for him.

"General." Yuan Che struggled to withdraw his hand, but Li Zhenyuan's hand was rougher and stronger than before.Warmth came from those big rough hands, thread by thread, weaving into a fine net, netting the throbbing heartbeat, making him so attached to it, but reason told him that he couldn't continue.

However, Li Zhenyuan held Yuan Che's hands tightly, lowered his head, and breathed lightly under Yuan Che's surprised gaze---just like that cold but gentle night four years ago.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for offending you." He put aside the hesitation in his heart, and did not look at the expression on the young man's face.He took Yuan Che's hand and left.

Li Zhenyuan ordered people to boil hot soup, pushed Yuan Che into the room to take a bath, and found a young monk to borrow a set of clean clothes.

A trace of unnoticed joy flashed in Yuan Che's eyes, he sank himself into the warm water, only his head was exposed, he closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, his beautiful long hair fell on his shoulders docilely, making his complexion as snowy and gorgeous Very.

Li Zhenyuan pushed the door open and entered, and when he heard the breathing in the room became shallower, he also slowed down.Yuan Che was taking a nap with his eyes closed, showing a defenseless and serene expression.

He felt a little more at ease, put his clothes on the side shelf, and was about to leave when he heard Yuan Che calling, "Wen Yuan."

Li Zhenyuan stopped in his tracks, Wenyuan was his word, and Yuan Che called him softly, adding a layer of intimacy.

"Your Highness." Li Zhenyuan turned around, only to see Yuan Che had got up from the bathtub.Although the room was filled with steam, Li Zhenyuan could still see clearly that Yuan Che's body looked thin, but he was not as powerless as he appeared on the surface.On the contrary, it looks like a tall and straight young man, and the lines are extremely smooth and powerful.

Yuan Che's fair face was flushed, but a pair of dark and deep eyes looked directly at Li Zhenyuan: "Wen Yuan... can I call the general like that?"

But he didn't wait for Li Zhenyuan's answer, as if he was sure that Li Zhenyuan would agree, he walked out of the tub, stood in front of Li Zhenyuan, and stopped Li Zhenyuan's unspoken address: "Wen Yuan, don't call me Your Highness, call me by my name."

His voice is clear and soft that is unique to teenagers, every word is like an ancient spell, with an irresistible magic power.Yuan Che was only wearing a thin bathrobe, the front of which was still wide open, revealing his fair chest and slender, straight and graceful legs.

The black hair was scattered freely, and the young man's soft and beautiful face carried a gentle smile, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, or like a seductive and fallen demon.

Li Zhenyuan couldn't move.He seemed to be nailed there, unable to escape from Yuan Che's presence.All the blood in his body rushed to his face.

He knew that Yuan Che was beautiful, but he always thought that this kind of beauty was holy and solemn, but he didn't know that he could also be so beautiful, so... suffocating.

"Call me by name." The young man in front of him stared at him steadily, and said persuasively.

"Your Highness..." Li Zhenyuan finally spoke out, seeing the young man frowning slightly, he couldn't bear it: "Yuan Che...?"

"Um?"

Li Zhenyuan glanced at Yuan Che's open chest, and said awkwardly: "Please allow me to change your clothes for you."

Li Zhenyuan put on obscene clothes, middle clothes and outer robes for Yuan Che one by one, then carefully brushed off the wrinkles on Yuan Che's clothes, and looked at Yuan Che carefully.Yuan Che was born well, and the plain and simple monk's robe on him actually gave him a bit of immortality.

"I didn't expect Wen Yuan to be so considerate." Yuan Che looked at the docile clothes and teased, "I don't know which family's daughter will be so blessed to marry you in the future."

Li Zhenyuan's handsome and resolute face suddenly became a little uneasy: "I just stayed in the frontier for a long time, and I need to take care of myself."

"The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook." Yuan Che gently read out the poems of his predecessors, "The desert is such a scenery, Wenyuan?" With an upturned coda.

On the battlefield, shouting, swords, boundless wind and sand and bloody moon, Li Zhenyuan's mind was quite different.

He put down his hands on his clothes, and said: "If your Highness is curious, why don't you go to the frontier yourself, and you will definitely have a unique experience."

However, Yuan Che took the initiative to hold his hand, leaned close to Li Zhenyuan, raised his head slightly, and said seriously: "Will Wen Yuan be with me at that time?" The young man's eyes were like clear springs.Full of shimmering waves, it makes people intoxicated.

It was a desert of freedom, not a court of oppression.It's a joyous gallop, not an intrigue between people.

willing.How could he be reluctant? Li Zhenyuan nodded imperceptibly, and never backed away to open the distance between the two.

As if bewildered by Yuan Che's eyes, he couldn't help thinking, if Yuan Che wasn't the fourteenth son of the emperor, he wasn't a general, and he could roam the world with him, making friends and feuds as he wished -- that's what Li Zhenyuan wanted.

The snow was clear and the sky was fine. The setting sun finally broke through the layers of lead clouds and sprinkled the afterglow on the earth.The warm light briskly penetrated the window lattice and sprinkled on the open space in front of the door.

Seeing Li Zhenyuan's agreement, Yuan Che couldn't help being filled with joy, his eyes crooked, and the corners of his mouth smiled uncontrollably: "Then it's a deal, the general won't break the promise."

Li Zhenyuan replied yes, but he didn't realize it - the direction of the heart, the heart of the heart, convenient for this moment.

In the winter of Deyou's 35th year, at Yongning Temple, this agreement between the Emperor Dasheng Zhongxing and the first military general was never recorded in the history books, but it took the two of them a lifetime to keep this promise.

When Yuan Xin heard about Yuan Che, she quickly walked through the apse to the backyard. Regardless of the princess's reserve, she grabbed a young monk and asked Yuan Che's whereabouts.

She ignored that the embroidered shoes on her feet were stained with snow, and she didn't care that the phoenix hairpin on her bun was crumbling. She lifted the hem of her skirt and rushed forward until she rushed in front of Yuan Che.

"Che'er!" She glanced at Yuan Che's pale face, pale pink lips and long wet hair, and resentment arose in her heart, and this resentment rushed upwards, and when it reached her mouth, it became: "It's really unreasonable!"

Yuan Che sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yuan Xin who almost slammed into the door, a little surprised, seeing the blush on Yuan Xin's cheeks that hadn't faded after trotting, what came to mind at that moment was "No wonder the emperor hasn't left the cabinet yet. " thought.

Yuan Xin held Yuan Che's hand, but felt that it was extremely cold. She had always favored this emperor brother. This child lost his mother since he was a child, and was always bullied, so pitiful.

"I'm going to find my father to judge." She threw down these words, turned around and was about to leave, Yuan Che got up quickly, grabbed the corner of her skirt, and exclaimed: "Sister Huang, stop!"

She turned around, took a look at Yuan Che, and said loudly: "Should I let her do her best?"

Yuan Che's heart was full of gratitude, but he said: "It doesn't matter to me, don't make things difficult for Auntie."

Yuan Xin froze in place, stared at Yuan Che with almond eyes, opened her mouth, her chest throbbed again, looked at Yuan Che's quiet eyes, there was no trace of resentment on her face, she was more distressed than before: "Che'er... "

Standing beside Yuan Che, Li Zhenyuan was surprised when he saw Yuan Xin come in, but he had heard about the story of the eldest princess, and saw Yuan Che call this woman the imperial sister, knowing that she was Yuan Xin, the only imperial daughter of Emperor Zhaosheng. Hastily bowed and said: "Guerrilla General Li Zhenyuan pays his respects to the Eldest Princess."

Li Zhenyuan? The new guerrilla? Yuan Xin realized that there was someone beside him.

Yuan Xin lived in the deep palace for a long time, so it was the first time she met Li Zhenyuan.I saw that Li Zhenyuan was more than eight feet long, broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong and powerful, with a good figure, sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, sparse and handsome, upright and awe-inspiring, just the favorite appearance of his daughter's family. Ten, it was the first time that she met such a tall and handsome man, and she even missed a beat of her heart.

Niandao's reckless behavior was completely ignored by this person, she couldn't help feeling embarrassed and annoyed, the red cloud on her face became heavier, her eyelashes drooped, it was rare to show the behavior of a little girl, and she replied: "The general is polite." Added a sentence: "Thank you, General, for taking care of my younger brother."

Li Zhenyuan replied: "This is the duty of a minister."

Yuan Che saw Yuan Xin's expression clearly, pursed her pink lips, and squeezed Li Zhenyuan's hand tightly without any trace.

Yuan Xin didn't want to lose her demeanor in front of Li Zhenyuan again, and said sternly: "Che'er, if you calm down about this matter, Zhong Liyue will have a next time if you don't keep it together."

"Emperor Sister, don't worry, Concubine Zhong Guifei is no longer a favorite." Yuan Che showed a soothing expression on his face.

"Che'er is referring to Zhong Nian?"

"No."

Yuan Xin wondered. : "Then how did Che'er know?"

"Emperor Sister, don't be impatient, and just sit on the sidelines."

Seeing that Yuan Che didn't want to say more, Yuan Xin didn't ask further: "Forget it, since Che'er has confidence in her heart, sister Huang won't interfere."

"Thank you, sister." Yuan Che smiled.

Yuan Xin glanced at Yuan Che, her gaze shifted, and then fixed on Li Zhenyuan: "Che'er, General Li, I'm leaving now."

"Won't Wen Yuan ask? What about Concubine Zhong?" Yuan Che watched Yuan Xin's slender back disappear into the afterglow of the setting sun, and glanced at Li Zhenyuan beside him.

"The matter of the Tian family, I dare not talk indiscriminately. Your Highness has already said it, and I just watch it indifferently. I just need to do it."

Finally came the day of the trial bell year.

Li Zhenyuan was not on the hearing list, it has been half a month since he returned to Beijing, and he hasn't practiced for a long time.Then he danced his sword in the courtyard.

With his skillful hand rejuvenated, and the clouds and mist wrapped around him, he silently recited his sword moves, cutting and sweeping, doing each move very smoothly and solidly.

A little bit of consonance, an inch of grass and spring light, clouds supporting the moon, and a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

Li Zhenyuan was dressed in a strong black outfit, and the place where the sword passed was full of fierce wind, and the light of the sword filled the sky, making people dazzled.

Li Zhenyuan completed a set of sword skills, tapped the long sword on the ground, relaxed his posture, and shouted to the rockery on one side: "Li asked himself to be open and upright, and he is not a vicious and treacherous person, why don't you show up and meet him?"

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the general." What came to my ears was a deep and pleasant voice with a smile.

Li Zhenyuan was slightly taken aback, and recognized that it was Ruan Fengxie's voice.With some doubts, he glanced at Deacon Wang who followed Ruan Fengxie out from behind the rockery, and saw that his always serious and upright face was full of helplessness, so he understood, raised his hand and ordered Deacon Wang to step back, neatly Put the sword back into its sheath.

----It seems that Ruan Shaoqing forced his way in.

Ruan Fengxie was supposed to be on the trial list, but today she has the leisure to visit the General's Mansion? Li Zhenyuan's eyelids twitched, and he felt something bad in his heart.

Ruan Fengxie took off her crimson official gown, and changed into a plain crimson skirt with a deep skirt. People at that time loved the gown with the head, but he did the opposite, preferring the ancient style, because he was handsome and even more so. With a pair of captivating fox eyes, there is a sense of romance in every gesture.

He smiled slightly: "People in the world only know that the general is good at marksmanship, but they don't know that the general's swordsmanship is also so superb."

"Shaoqing's absurd praise." Li Zhenyuan said: "I don't know what you can do when Shaoqing comes to visit?"

"I don't dare to praise you." Ruan Fengxie replied.

The so-called not going to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, Li Zhenyuan thought to himself that since Ruan Fengxie dared to break into the general's mansion, he must have something important to do, but he hoped not to be someone's lobbyist: "Since Shaoqing is here, I have to sit in the mansion for a while." One time. Although the humble house is simple, we should treat each other wholeheartedly."

"The general's kindness, I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Ruan Fengxie said, holding on to the mahogany fan, bowing to Li Zhenyuan from a distance, but his expression was very determined.

After the snow, the wind is cold, and the pavilions in the backyard have extra warm curtains.Yichang Pavilion was originally the place where Li Zhenyuan studied. Facing the pool in the backyard, the pavilion is lit with red charcoal fire, which creates warmth in the room. It is a good place to have a drink in winter.Li Zhenyuan prepared wine and led Ruan Fengxie to Yichang Pavilion.