Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

Two years later

Outside the Jingyang Hall, Xiao Qianyou was dressed in white, her hair was tied up with a fine white jade crown, and her brows were a little more serious than usual.

Inside the vermilion lacquer carved door behind, there were constant groans that made people blush, and the eunuch and maid next to her had long been accustomed to this, with an expression of indifference.

Xiao Qianyou stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the sky that was dyed red by the Hanxia, ​​the color was as bright as if it had been infected by blood.

After a long time, the door opened with a creak, and someone was carried out, wrapped in a rose-red quilt, motionless, not knowing life or death.

Liu Quan, the chief eunuch, came out of the house, and said to Xiaoqian, "Master Prime Minister, the emperor invites you in."

Xiao Qianyou nodded lightly as a response, and walked towards the hall with strides.

After Liu Quan ordered his men to guard him, he also followed him in.

At this moment, Jingyang Hall is full of the sluggish atmosphere left by the love between men and women. In front of the bright yellow tent, there are maids cleaning up the dirty blanket. The spots of redness and wetness on the blanket make them blush .

Jin Jingyun, the emperor of Yasukuni, who was already in his prime, was wearing a black single-clothes, leaning on the soft bed next to him.On the face without the slightest wrinkle, there was a little fatigue after love, and she was closing her eyes to rest at the moment.

Xiao Qianyou stood at the bottom of the steps, bowed and saluted, "Your Majesty."

Jin Jingyun opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw the man in white standing under the stage, "Are you here?" His voice was slightly hoarse.

"Your Majesty summoned my minister for some important business?" Xiao Qianyou said indifferently.

In fact, he knew the purpose of his edict to come without asking.

Jin Jingyun waved to Liu Quan, who understood, and took out a black and yellow square scarf from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Qianyou.

Xiao Qianyou took it and glanced at it for a while, her expression changed, and she put the yellow scarf into her sleeve, "Your Majesty has no other important matters, and I will take my leave first."

Seeing his face change, Jin Jingyun asked concerned: "Is there any difficulty this time?"

"No." Jin Jingyun said calmly.

"That's good, there should be nothing in the world that you can't accomplish." Jin Jingyun sighed softly.

Xiao Qianyou didn't speak, turned around and went out the door.

Out of the line of sight of Jingyang Hall, Xiao Qianyou took out the yellow scarf with all her hands.There are a few large characters written with a vermilion pen on it, the font is elegant and elegant, but it is these seven small characters that determine the end of those people's lives.

Layer stream willow Fu kill without pardon.

Xuanwu passed back to the Secret Security, and Liu Fu of Cunxi once insulted Jin Jingyun in public for being addicted to wine and sex, and threatened that Jingguo would die in Jin Jingyun's hands, saying that he was ambitious, played with power, and ignored the rules of the court.

"Why bother?"

Xiao Qianyou exerted force on her palms, the yellow scarf turned into dust and disappeared with the wind, her white clothes fluttered, and the expression on her face was complicated.

He asked himself that if he was right above all, he would be worthy of the common people in the world, and he felt at ease as the prime minister of Yasukuni.

But, that person, how can he be the one who can tolerate such remarks?

The layered creek was flowing undercurrents, and that misty and hazy place was doomed to be showered with blood.

Xiao Qianyou calmed down, her face returned to normal, and she turned to go to Liusu Hall.

Hearing that the maid said that Jinsu was in the backyard, Xiao Qianyou went straight there.

The backyard is full of beautiful cherry blossoms, which were the favorite flowers of Concubine Jinsu during her lifetime.

It was the season when the cherry blossoms were blooming, and from a distance I saw Jinsu in purple, standing amidst the flurry of red, the breeze lifted his hair and danced with the falling flowers.

He raised his arm and swayed slightly on the stone table in front of him. Judging from the movement, he should be painting.Suzaku, dressed in a goose-yellow court lady's attire, stood aside, studying ink while watching.

Seeing Xiao Qianyou approaching, Suzaku was about to warn her, but the latter signaled her to be silent, walked behind Jinsu softly, and saw that he was painting plum blossoms at the moment.

With a tap of the vermilion pen, a budding red plum will appear on the paper.

Sensing someone behind, Jinsu turned his head, the distance between the two was less than ten centimeters, their eyes met, Jinsu was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"

Xiaoqian smiled sadly, without making a sound, took the vermilion pen in his hand, dipped it in cinnabar, and lightly wrote a few strokes on the highest point of the pearl plum, and a Linghan wintersweet bloomed quietly.

Putting down the vermilion pen, he lifted the wolf hair beside him, and wrote in the blank space: "Treading on the falling snow, but the snow is flying, and the first smell of fragrant plums, but there are no plums." The font is elegant and free, just like the person.

Xiao Qianyou then mentioned her name in the corner.

Seeing this, Jinsu curled his lips: "You are too good at picking up cheap deals, aren't you?"

How many hours did it take me to draw it, and he came to add two strokes and it became his painting?

Xiao Qianyou heard the words and took up a pen to write the word Jinsu behind his name, "Is this fair?"

Jinsu turned his head and snorted softly: "If you get a cheap deal, you'll still be a good boy."

Suzaku smiled and put the painting away.

Many years later, this painting of wintersweet has been hung in Emperor Su You's study, and has never been replaced in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Is there another mission?" Jinsu asked while wiping his hands with a wet towel.

Only the day before the mission, he would come to Liusu Hall.

"Well, because it's a little far away, it will take a long time this time." Xiao Qianyou sat down at the stone table.

"You can let them go, there are so many disciples downstairs in Xiaoxiang." Jinsu lowered his head and said, his hair fell down to cover his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I don't worry if they go." Xiao Qianyou's nature is such that she does everything by herself.

"Then how can you make me feel at ease?" Jinsu raised his head, resting his hands on the stone table, with endless worries on his face.

"I'll be fine." Xiao Qianyou patted his head.

Jinsu dodged awkwardly: "I'm not a child anymore."

Xiao Qianyou was stunned for a moment when she heard the words.That's right, it's been two years, and the boy who only reached his chest has passed his shoulders. He withdrew his frustrated hand, "There is no one in the world who can kill me."

He is Xiao Qianyou, the prime minister of Yasukuni, and he has no weaknesses.

"I'm leaving first, there are still some things to prepare." Xiao Qianyou got up and prepared to leave.

Jinsu's low voice came, "You must come back safely."

"Well, I promise you!"

Seeing the white figure disappear into the falling flowers, Jin Su's heart sank slowly, he always felt that something bad was going to happen this time.

...

"Has he still not come back?"

It has been ten days, since Xiao Qianyou went to Cengxi, Jinsu would ask him every day, even though he knew that person would come to see him as soon as he came back.

Suzaku didn't answer, and put the cloak in his hand on Jinsu's body, "Your Highness, if your lord comes back and sees that you are sick, your subordinates will be punished again. Let's rest earlier."

Jinsu didn't move, looked at the drizzle outside the window with a quiet expression, "Suzaku, how many years have you been with him?"

Suzaku didn't expect Jinsu to ask this question suddenly, and was taken aback for a moment, how many years?

It must have been following him since he arrived at Xiaoxiang Tower.Watching him step by step from a helpless young man to the throne of the landlord, and then from the landlord to the purple robe and body, he became the unique prime minister in the court.

"It's been 16 years"

"It's been so long? It's hard work for you to take care of me!"

Since Xiao Qianyou rescued him two years ago, she was worried that something would happen to him again, so she sent Suzaku, one of the four hall masters downstairs in Xiaoxiang, to protect her personally.

Which one of the people in Xiaoxiang Tower is an idler, let alone the position of hall master, whose status is only below Xiao Qianyou, but now he has to follow this little devil by his side every day.

"Your Highness is serious." Suzaku looked at the boy in purple.

The only weakness of that person is him, that's why I let myself come here to protect him.

No.15.

Xiao Qianyou finally came back, as soon as she got off her horse, a small eunuch hurried out of the mansion: "My lord, something happened in the palace."

"What's wrong with Jinsu?" Xiao Qianyou asked reflexively.

The eunuch was startled by him, "Hua Momo passed away."