The drizzle was swaying.

Xie Linghe looked at him for a while, probably because in recent days, everything around him can only give him coldness, so this sudden heat source in his hands seems a little precious.

Life is short, just like the Xu family that was wiped out in an instant, and everything is even more like a mirror image, so it doesn't matter what the world's vision, etiquette, integrity and shame are.

It's much better than having regrets when you think about it later.

Xie Lingyu didn't know why, but suddenly he didn't want to let go of this hand. He smiled softly. Although there was still sadness and exhaustion in this smile, but fortunately, he revealed a real smile, and then held it back. Grabbing the overlying hand, the movement was natural, and then walked down the mountain.

However, He Yaoqing froze suddenly. He stared blankly at the hands of the two, and Xie Lingyu's voice beside him was mixed with drizzle and rain fell down.

"Of course I believe you, but if anything happens in the future, don't hide it from me." Xie Lingyu paused, and added, "No matter what, I always want to be with you."

He Yaoqing came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and exerted force unconsciously with his hands, like a person who had been waiting in the dark night for a long time, and finally caught the ray of moonlight running towards him.

He never needs the sun, he likes the moonlight best.

He originally thought that he would never be able to escape the endless night for the rest of his life, but the moonlight suddenly fell and enveloped him, like a fine and soft first snowfall, tender as if he could only do it once in a lifetime dream.

He Yaoqing used such force that Xie Lingyu felt a little pain, but at this moment, it made him feel a little relieved.

Today they came out in hiding, so they didn't prepare a carriage, the two let go, Xie Ling and put on the bamboo hat, and were about to get on the horse, when He Yaoqing's voice came from beside him.

"You have decided to follow me, right?"

Xie Ling and turned around, a little puzzled: "Isn't it obvious enough? As you said, no matter who is in power, I, Xie Jiaying, will not end well, but I want to believe you anyway."

"Of course you have to believe me." He Yaoqing's face was hidden in the bamboo hat, his voice was a little paranoid, "I want to hear it from you."

Xie Ling was stunned, and then his voice was full of indulgent tenderness, but it was also extremely serious, as if it contained great strength.

"Xie Ling wants to follow you, Your Highness."

He Yaoqing heard this as he wished, but the figure on the horse showed a bit of panic, Xie Lingyu smiled behind him, and then got on the horse as well.

The two galloped away like this, the drizzle was like silk, even if it was mixed with the cold wind, it could make people feel a little soft when it fell on the body.

Unexpectedly, when the two of them returned to Ling'an Garden, just after changing their clothes, a person who was unexpected by everyone in Xie's family appeared outside Marquis Wu'an's mansion.

In the weather in early October, this man was wearing an extremely thick moon-white crane cloak, his complexion was sickly white, his thin lips were bloodless, and his brows and eyes were quiet and cold, just looking at them could make people feel a little cold.

But there was a thin blanket on his knees, and what he was sitting on at the moment was a wooden wheelchair, which seemed to be bad for walking.

Being stopped outside the door, he didn't say anything, only a man dressed as a servant behind him stepped forward to announce his name, and then he closed his eyes and waited in front of the door.

When Xie Ling ran out in a hurry, what he saw was the man opening his eyes and looking at him with a gentle smile.

Xie Linghe gasped slightly, although he knew it in advance, he was still stunned for a moment when he saw it with his own eyes, and then he bent down deeply, very respectful: "Ling and met uncle."

This person is Xie Hou's only younger brother, Xie Lingyu's younger uncle - Xie Shuhan.

After Xie Shuhan nodded in response, Xie Lingyu straightened up and walked behind him. Seeing that Xie Shuhan had no intention of refusing, he stretched out his hand and carefully pushed the wheelchair for him.

"Father hasn't come back from morning court, mother is in the main hall, younger brother has gone to school, the weather is cold and the road is bumpy, do you want to go to rest first?"

This little uncle has always been physically weak, and he would be seriously ill from time to time. The long journey from Yanyang to the capital city really made Xie Lingyu a little worried.

"Nothing," Xie Shuhan replied, "It's not too late to rest when we see you."

But even though he had a gentle smile, Xie Lingyu didn't dare to refute at all, and only answered yes cautiously.

The two were clearly uncles and nephews, but Xie Ling and he were very respectful and not at all affectionate, but the two had a natural expression, as if they should be like this.

When we arrived at the main hall, when Xie Shuhan and Mrs. Xie started talking, Xie Ling and he gave another deep salute, then stepped back and left.

He walked all the way to Ling'an Garden and entered the door, but Xie Lingyu was still in a daze. He Yaoqing frowned slightly, and then interrupted his contemplation.

"I heard that you have a brother-in-law, but hasn't he always lived in Yanyang and hasn't come back for more than ten years?"

The second son of the Xie family who once amazed the capital, even if he was born with bad behavior and sickness, no one's talent can surpass him. Since Xie Hou took the position of Wu'anhou, he left the capital and has not returned once in more than ten years , even if you have never heard of any wind and rain, you can still remind the world of the incident of brothers fighting against the wall.

"That's right, but when something as big as this happened, I always have to come back." Xie Lingyu came back to his senses and replied, "After receiving the news, my uncle first sent someone to arrest Ming Yuan. After sending it back, I started to move, and due to physical reasons, I walked a little slowly."

He Yaoqing just remembered this, so he asked, "Why did Mingyuan go to Yanyang before?"

Xie Linghe sat down at the table and poured a cup of hot tea for both of them: "Uncle sent a letter to summon him, the reason why father should know, but I also went there once when I was young like Ming Yuan, stay Almost a month."

He Yaoqing took the tea and was very interested: "Oh? What did you do?"

"I don't remember much anymore." Xie Lingyu thought for a while, but he didn't think of anything specific. "It seems that there is no difference between studying and practicing martial arts, and the days in the Houfu."

He Yaoqing raised his eyebrows slightly, making it clear that he didn't believe what he said.

Xie Ling smiled helplessly and said, "It's all true, I never lied to you."

He Yaoqing took a sip of tea: "I didn't say I didn't believe it."

"But..." Xie Lingyu looked at the ripples in the cup, and said again, "Although I can't remember them all, I can still remember the feeling he gave me."

He Yaoqing raised his chin and looked at him.

Xie Lingyu thought that even when the man smiled, he still had cold eyes, and his voice was very soft: "It seems that I don't care about anything, and I do things slowly, but I can't hide anything from him. When I was young, I was like Transparent, even though I don’t remember anything now, that awe has remained until now.”

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