hidden moon

In the spring of the following year, the pear blossoms were previously planted in the courtyard where the young disciples of the new income family lived, and Wen Shuyue moved to the cherry blossom courtyard.In addition, the sect master said that firstly, Ren Xirui's status is special, and secondly, they don't want other people to see their affairs, so as not to affect Qing Mingtian's young disciples.

The Cherry Blossom Courtyard is considered the most leisurely courtyard on Qingming Mountain. It is far away from other courtyards. The cherry blossoms are slightly reddish, and the coolness seems to wrap Qingming Mountain.

Wen Shuyue sat at the end of an extremely comfortable small wooden bed in the courtyard. The wooden bed was covered with a thick blanket. Ren Xirui lay on the small wooden bed with his clothes on, and put his head on Wen Shuyue's legs with his face up.Wearing a dark cloak.

"The sun is very good today." Ren Xirui raised the corners of his mouth, as if talking to himself.

Wen Shuyue held the scroll in her hand, glanced at him slightly, then looked away, and ignored him.

"Shuyue" Ren Xirui shouted seeing no one answered.

"Book month."

"Book month!"

"Book Moon..."

Listening to the word "Shuyue" one after another, it's like this name is left in Ren Xirui's life.It was rare for him to hear Ren Xirui call him that, and there was still some lingering tenderness between him.He was a little greedy and wanted to savor it again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ren Xirui stretched out his hand to take away his scroll, the other hand was busy tearing off his skirt.Wen Shuyue's upper body was forced to fall down, and her soft lips bumped into Ren Xirui's.

Wen Shuyue is still unable to be pampered by the familiar licking and sucking and the temperature of the tip of her tongue.

He subconsciously got up to hide, but he was held in his hand for a second by the front of his clothes, and the back of his neck was tightly clasped again.

"Hmm... let go... let go." After the first confrontation, Wen Shuyue quickly covered Ren Xirui's mouth, almost swallowing the words of refusal.

Ren Xirui was not annoyed, squinting his eyes and pressed the tip of his tongue against his palm, gently drawing circles back and forth.

For some reason, Wen Shuyue's throat tightened suddenly, and it moved almost imperceptibly.

Ren Xirui looked at his flushed cheeks, stretched out his hand and squeezed it, and then returned the scroll to his hand.

Wen Shuyue felt depressed for a while, she casually put the scroll on his face, looked away and smiled.

Once upon a time, Wen Shuyue was the most envious of this. He never dreamed that he could enjoy such tranquility like ordinary people.

After the mud and hostility faded away, Wen Shuyue truly became the second son of the Wen family who was once envied by the common people.Without these identities, missions, and calculations, one would eventually step out of the eternal night and become oneself.

This year, Ren Xirui also really felt the weakness in the mouth of the sect master.Since he regained his ten-year lifespan, he had to put the sword that he carried next to him on the sword stand in the room, and occasionally he would lose his strength when he lifted the sword for a moment.

I didn't want to resist the harassment of myself before, but now I want to resist, and it doesn't help.

Wen Shuyue suddenly felt something was wrong, and sniffed the air carefully. "Ren Xirui, are you cooking anything on the stove?"

"It seems to be." Ren Xirui closed his eyes with the scroll covering his face nonchalantly.

Wen Shuyue pushed him and said, "Get up."

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to look after it." Ren Xirui refused to lose the soft pillow under his head.

"Send someone!" Wen Shuyue was taken aback, and after realizing who it was, she hurriedly pushed Ren Xirui hard, but it had no effect at all, so he could only threaten, "If you don't get up again, I won't sleep with you tonight." gone."

Ren Xirui immediately sat up when he heard it, looked at Wen Shuyue's hurried back as he walked towards the woodshed, put on his shoes in a daze, and felt that he had done something wrong.

Billowing thick smoke slipped out from the half-covered woodshed door, and Wen Shuyue choked hard when she pushed the door open.

"Zi Yue." Wen Shuyue shouted into the chaos.

A somewhat loud voice sounded: "Daddy!" Then something soft hit Wen Shuyue's body.

Wen Shuyue dragged him out of the woodshed, squatted on the ground and carefully rubbed his gray cheeks with her sleeves.

"Ziyue, why can't you even cook?" Ren Xirui's voice floated over faintly, he paced over slowly, pulled Wen Shuyue aside, "Look at you ruining the firewood house, and you still want to Will Daddy take care of you?"

Wen Shuyue glared at him angrily: "Ziyue is only seven years old, so you let him do these things for you. If the firewood house burns down, what if he burns?!"

"What were you doing when you were seven years old? Did Qing Mingtian practice swords?" Ren Xirui asked back, and came to the conclusion, "You can carry a sword, and he should learn such trivial things as cooking."

"But Ziyue was supposed to grow up under our protection, and it's okay for a boy to know these things." Wen Shuyue frowned slightly.

"You don't protect him everywhere, he will go to the battlefield with me in the future." Ren Xirui glanced at the thin Ren Ziyue, Ren Ziyue shuddered on the spot, his father's glance made him rub against Wen Shuyue's side rub.

"If Ziyue wasn't your only son adopted from the clan, I wouldn't have defended him like this!" Wen Shuyue grabbed Ren Ziyue beside him and said angrily, "Your Majesty sees that you have no successors. Since you have raised him, Treat him like a parent and child! The battlefield is dangerous, how can we let him go!"

"Father, father, don't be angry. I know my mistake... I want to fight like my father in the future, and I want to be resourceful like my father." Ren Ziyue tugged at the hem of their clothes and interrupted them.

Wen Shuyue shook off Ren Xirui's hand, squatted down in front of him again, and said softly: "You are your father's only son, and you will inherit the title in the future. You just need to study more, your father will not let you go to the battlefield suffer."

"Daddy said so." Ren Ziyue deliberately followed his words.

Ren Xirui snorted softly, and said: "Go and wash your face quickly, it smells like cinders all over your father's body." After saying that, without waiting for the two of them to react, he bent down and picked up the person on the ground.

"Put me down!" Wen Shuyue grabbed his shoulders and glared at him.

"Are you still angry?" Ren Xirui laughed.

"Yes." Wen Shuyue turned her face away and said sullenly.

"Shuyue, I know you love him dearly, and you don't want him to be like either of us. However, he is the future heir of my Prince Ren's mansion, and there are some things he can't escape." Ren Xirui said softly, for fear of a Loudly knocked a hole in Wen Shuyue's heart.

"I know. I just..." Wen Shuyue loosened his hand, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and rubbed his face against the side of his neck.

"I will protect him well." Ren Xirui comforted, "Even if you are gone in the future, I will protect him well."

Wen Shuyue became quiet after getting the promise.

"I'll take care of the woodshed later, let's take a lunch break in the yard after lunch or go back to the room," Ren Xirui coaxed.

"In the courtyard." Wen Shuyue almost blurted out.

"It's sunny in the courtyard at noon, let's go back to the room." Ren Xirui put him back on the small wooden bed.

"If you can't move that wooden bed, it's over. You and I have never refused you when we do things at night, but you still think about taking an inch at noon!" Wen Shuyue had already seen through his mind, and did not shy away from it.

"But you said you were tired last night, so I just moved my hands." Ren Xirui pouted, "I need to make up!"

"That's what happened tonight too..." Wen Shuyue seemed to dodge.

"Tonight is tonight. How can I do it twice and once?" he said relentlessly.

"Why aren't you worried that my body won't be able to bear it?" Wen Shuyue tried to struggle.

"You just lie down, I'll be lighter. Keep your strength at night." Ren Xirui showed an unfathomable smile.Wen Shuyue's body was shaken, and she angrily pulled off her sleeve which was held in his hands.

In the seventh year, Wen Shuyue lost her eyesight overnight and was plunged into boundless darkness. Although her physical condition was stable, the old sect master said that it was helpless.

Ren Ziyue is already 13 years old.Ren Xirui hurriedly drove him down the mountain, and let him learn to take care of the affairs of the palace.Half of the housekeeping power was given to this immature child.

Wen Shuyue was very reluctant, but she also knew that her life span was limited. Letting him go down the mountain earlier and knowing these things later would also save Ziyue from the painful days: "Ziyue was six years old when he was with us. Live together, after that I will never see him again..."

I can't see him anymore, even if he doesn't leave, I can't see him.

"It's okay, I'm still here." Ren Xirui held him in his arms, his eyes seemed haggard, but his face was full of energy.He is also somewhat fortunate that Wen Shuyue can't see his expression now, so he has no way of knowing the irritability and anxiety in his heart.

"I have some regrets." Wen Shuyue said with a smile.

"kindness?"

"I haven't had time to look at you carefully again." Wen Shuyue said, feeling a little uneasy that he could only dig out this person's voice and smile in his memory.He was afraid that he would forget the appearance of this man in the days to come.

"It's okay." Ren Xirui didn't know whether he was coaxing himself or him.

"There's more..." Wen Shuyue hesitated to speak.

Ren Xirui was silent.

"I really want to see your old face. I also want you to see me when I'm old." His voice was very light and there was nothing wrong with it. What a headache for Ziyue."

"..."

"Why don't you talk?" Wen Shuyue asked while touching his face.

"We won't quarrel." Ren Xirui frowned, "You see, since I came to you, we haven't had much quarrel. An Hao said that this is the quarrel in the first half of his life. From now on... there will be no quarrel. gone."

Wen Shuyue chuckled lightly: "Really?"

With a few words, a few snowflakes fell quietly.

The heavy snow in the tenth year was raging and drifting that had never been seen in more than ten years.As long as there are houses where people live, you can feel the warm breath dissipating.

One person and one horse shuttled up Qingming Mountain in such heavy snow.

"My lord, urgent report! Military information urgent report!" The man came with a heat wave, and almost set the entire Qingming Mountain on fire along the way. "One hundred thousand troops in the northern border..."

Ren Xirui interrupted him: "I knew about it a few days ago, so I don't need to say more."

"Your Majesty asked your subordinates to come here with your seal. Our country's [-] troops are guarding outside the gate of Jingzhou. I hope you will leave immediately!"

Ren Xirui seemed to be frozen in place, without any intention of reaching out for it.

"My lord!"

"Wait." Ren Xirui said, turned and walked back into the house.

Wen Shuyue said softly: "I got sick a year ago, and now I'm afraid time is running out. Fortunately, I can still hear your voice, so if you have anything to say, hurry up and say it."

"I want to stay."

Wen Shuyue's frail body was wrapped in a tight quilt, lying on the bed.Although the brazier was burning in the house, his whole body was still icy cold.He turned his back to the person behind him and said nothing.

Since Ren Xirui knew about the military situation in the north a few days ago, he waited so long for His Majesty to send someone to invite him, he could easily guess the reason.But he always put himself at the end.

Whether it's her own life or Ren Xirui's life.He didn't want Ren Xirui to value him more than anything else.At this time, it is natural to put the country first.

Seeing that he was silent, it took Ren Xirui a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "I'll leave after sending you off for the last time." At this moment, he pursed his lips tightly like a child, and stared at Wen Shuyue's expressionless eyes carefully for a moment. eyes.

"No need. It hurts to watch too much, so leave earlier." Wen Shuyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his absent-minded pupils could not see any emotion. He was still unwilling to turn around and let the man see this appearance of myself.He hoped that at the last moment of his departure, Ren Xirui's memory of him would not be like this.

"Since I know that I won't see you again when I return, I will definitely guard you." Ren Xirui stood beside the bed, resolutely refusing to leave first.

"Stupid." This sound, like the sound of farewell, hurt his heart for no reason, "I won't be...uneasy if you leave like this." Wen Shuyue said, a few tears fell down the corners of his eyes.In his life, he only shed tears for Ren Xirui.He didn't self-destruct back then, he didn't get raped by the King of Chu, and he didn't give up his lover and plan to spend the rest of his life on his own.

But time and time again, this person smashed his wall with warmth, making him full of sorrow and tears when he recalled it.

Ren Xirui knew that he was going to chase him away, so he only left one sentence at the end: "The next life will compensate you." Then he left in a hurry.

I'm afraid that if I slow down, I won't be able to walk.

Wen Shuyue walked down the stone steps from this bank, looked towards the other bank, the hand that led him along the way was finally let go, he didn't look back, tears passed by in the wind, he only said softly: "Go forward with your heart .”

His heart has seven orifices and is exquisitely carved. He carefully pretends to be a person, and he walks ideally for him, but for him.