The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

"Is this more comfortable?" His Majesty asked softly with the corners of his lips raised.

However, what responded to him was the sound of gradually calming breathing.

Realizing that the other party was asleep, he laughed dumbfounded, but at the same time he was in a trance, like dreaming, and always felt a little unreal.

Just like the dream he had countless times in the past year.When I wake up from the dream, there is nothing left.

But the booze that lingers on the nose is real.

The weight on his shoulders and the shallow breathing in his ears also reminded him that this time it was real.Shen Jiangting really came back alive, so he nestled quietly on his shoulder.

Realizing this, he took a deep breath, carefully grabbed the opponent's hand, inserted his fingers one by one into his, and clasped them tightly - the warmth from the blending palms continuously seeped into his cold hands. In his body, it warmed all the way to his heart, instantly calming his heart.

The gazebo in the imperial garden was quiet.

While singing and dancing in the Taichi Palace, people who had drunk too much went out to find a secluded place to sober up, and unknowingly walked to the Imperial Garden, but were stopped by the servants at the intersection.

The palace is not the backyard of a house, and ministers dare not really get drunk.

Seeing that the servant blocked the way, he realized that there was a noble person in front of him, so he retreated wisely.Surrounded by a group of ministers, Shen Guogong was drinking with his colleagues while paying attention to the entrance of the main hall.

There were people coming in and out at the door, but it had been a long time since my son came back.

He frowned, there was no danger in the palace, he was afraid that his son who had no memory would get lost, but he couldn't get away, so he called a maid and gave orders.

The maid led the order to find Mrs. Shen, and after a while, Mrs. Shen carried Shen Chang'an and was led out of the hall by the maid.

Taichi Hall is only a hundred steps away from the Imperial Garden.

It was the time of the year when all the flowers were in full bloom, and the garden was full of flowers blooming in the moonlight. Mrs. Shen was in a hurry, looking for her son, not caring about the beautiful surroundings, until she reached the intersection of the pavilion and was blocked.

"Madam, please stay."

Mrs. Shen paused, and raised her eyes to see the person who blocked her wearing inner servants, realizing that His Majesty might be in front.

Then blessed the body, turned around and left with Shen Changan in her arms, but before leaving, she raised her eyes to the gazebo not far away.

The clear brilliance is like frost, spread evenly on the surface of the pool, reflecting the lanterns on the cornices of the gazebo.

The dim lights shrouded the small world of the gazebo, revealing two figures clinging to each other—one black and one red, blending and entangled, but perfectly fitting.

Seeing this scene, she felt a little uneasy.

The person wearing the Xuanfu must be His Majesty, the one in the red robe... Today's banquet, apart from Ting'er, is only Princess Liang, but her husband said earlier that His Majesty has no intention of accepting Princess Liang into the harem. If so, how could they meet privately? ?

With uneasiness, she returned to Taichi Hall, but when her son did not come back, the uneasiness in her heart immediately spread.

She handed her grandson over to the maidservant, without even caring about etiquette, she dragged Shen Guogong out of the crowd and the hall for unknown reasons, went around to the opposite side of the lotus pond, and pointed to the gazebo on the other side to beckon him to look for himself.

Shen Guogong is huge, his eyes are still extremely clear after being drunk by his colleagues.

He looked in the direction his wife pointed, and under the pavilion with hexagonal eaves projected by lights and moon shadows, the backs of two cuddling each other came into view, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He also felt that he was overwhelmed with alcohol and was dazzled, so he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and the two backs that he had memorized by heart were still there.

His lips trembled, and he turned to look at the lady beside him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then retreated from the lotus pond tacitly, and returned to the Taichi Hall in silence, avoiding talking about the pavilion.

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The night gradually deepened, and the noise of Taichi Hall gradually stopped.

His Majesty took the thick cloak from the dark guard, and carefully covered the drunken man with one hand. The corners of his mouth were always curved upwards. The moonlight pouring in slightly merged with the gentleness in his eyes, reflecting on the drunken man. Soft and quiet face.

He just looked at the other party's peaceful sleeping face for most of the night.

The moonlight disappeared, and the candles hanging in the lanterns under the cornices also burned to the end, flickered a few times, and then went out.

The shadow shrouded, and the darkness hid the face of the other party, startled His Majesty who was in a trance like a dream, and just now realized that his body was stiff after sitting quietly all night, and the right shoulder that was pillowed by someone was even numb as if it was not his own.

And the night was very cold, his feet were as cold as if they were soaked in ice water, and the cold wind blew on his head, making his throat and eyes itchy.

He didn't want to disturb the person on his shoulder, but the sudden cough woke him up.

Qiu Yun heard the suppressed coughing in his ears, opened his eyes and regained consciousness, and felt a headache and a sore neck.

The coughing person seemed to realize that he was disturbed, and suppressed the cough.He raised his head slowly, the silk pillow on His Majesty's shoulder lost its weight, and fell down as he sat up straight. He wanted to reach out to catch it, but found that half of his body was numb and sore due to the blocked blood flow. He gasped—

"It's because I didn't think carefully." His Majesty, who suppressed the itching in his throat, became hoarse.

He turned his head to look at the silhouette of the person beside him hidden in the darkness, and pursed his lips: "It's getting late, the palace gate is closed, you..."

A familiar voice reached Qiuyun's ears.

He was stunned for a moment, his drunken memory was fragmented, he only vaguely remembered that he found a gazebo to sober up, and then...then what?

Why is His Majesty here?

Why did he fall asleep on His Majesty's shoulder?

While thinking, the servant who heard the movement came over holding a candlestick.

The firelight on the candlestick dispelled the darkness, and he turned his head to meet His Majesty's eyes. The flickering candlelight scattered on his sickly face, and reflected into his pale pupils, reflecting a warm light.

He froze for another moment, then set his eyes on the other person's face.

The water vapor in the lotus pond was heavy, and he suffered another night of cold, which faded away the little blood on his face, showing a gray and dead look.

Qiu Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he wanted to reach out to feel his pulse.

Unexpectedly, when he raised his hand, it seemed to be carrying something, and when he lowered his eyelids, he saw his hand was firmly clasped by a skinny five fingers——His Majesty looked down at him, and thought that it was ironing. The temperature of the post seemed to turn into a scorching fire at this moment.

The terrible thing is that his whole hand is still numb for the time being.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Zhen, I fell asleep just now." He said calmly with a sullen face.

"Oh." Qiu Yun's hand was also numb, so he pulled his other hand out expressionlessly, and clasped it on His Majesty's wrist——

"you--"

"Don't talk." Qiu Yun raised her eyebrows and put her fingertips on his pulse.

This move made His Majesty realize something.

He suddenly clenched his fists, pulled his hands back, stood up with his hands behind his back, and looked at the surface of the pool, with no emotion in his tone: "Your father told me that you lost your memory. I half believed it, but now I believe it." .”

Otherwise, with Shen Jiangting's resentment towards him, why would he care about his body?

Thinking of this, he greedily clenched his palms tightly, trying to keep the remaining warmth in his palms—since he took the packet of medicine powder left by Shen Jiangting, his body became extremely weak.

Yu Wen was cooling down little by little, no matter how much he kept it, he couldn't keep it.

This made him a little flustered, and at this moment, the other party's voice sounded in his ears——

"Did you take the package of medicine powder I left in Qi Mansion?"

"What—" Your Majesty turned around suddenly: "Didn't you lose your memory?"

"My head has not been injured before, so what kind of amnesia?" Qiu Yun let out a foul breath, walked up to him and stood still, and said calmly: "Are you taking that medicine powder to pay for your life?"

The pulse condition that has just been taken for a short time is weak and disordered, with blood stagnation and stagnation. This symptom is similar to cold syndrome.

It is said to be similar because the poison in the package of powder that poisoned Shen Jiangting to death was similar to this, and before he fell into the river, he happened to leave the powder to Ji Qingyuan.

But this bastard Ji Qingyuan was even more ruthless, and he took poison directly to pay for his life.

Then why did he revive Shen Jiangting?

Isn't it just to make up for Shen Jiangting's regret for Ji Qingyuan?

"It turns out you haven't lost your memory, that's great." His Majesty chuckled, turned to look at his side face, and said softly: "During the year I was looking for you, I thought that if something happened to you, I would I paid for your life, but you came back alive."

He paused for a moment when he said this, then lowered his head and grabbed Qiu Yun's hand, put it on his heart, and asked tentatively: "Do you still remember the kick you kicked the assassin last year?"

"How do you know that I kicked that assassin?" Qiu Yun asked in confusion.

Last year when there was an assassin incident in the palace, he knew it was His Majesty, so he didn't say anything about kicking the assassin.

"Of course it's because I'm the assassin." Knowing that he didn't lose his memory, His Majesty admitted without changing his face.

In the flickering light, he gazed tenderly at the person in front of him, and continued to probe: "The ministers of the previous court have been urging me to marry and seal me up, but I have someone hidden in my heart."

Qiu Yun seemed to have realized something, withdrew his hand and frowned, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Did you understand?" His Majesty stepped closer, looked him in the eyes, and suddenly changed the topic: "A few hours ago, you were drunk and rested on my shoulder, and your parents were opposite the lotus pond."

"...what are you trying to say?"

"They didn't come looking for them directly, but retreated silently." His Majesty smiled slightly, but he was too thin to smile very well: "I am so pleased with you, and want to make you my queen. You are alone, okay?"

"Your Majesty." Qiu Yun's eyebrows twitched: "Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for conferring a man as a queen."

"Then I came here to set this precedent." His Majesty stared right into his eyes, but there was no resistance in his eyes, and he quietly relaxed the palms clenched behind him: "As long as you want, I, I can also seal you." Chang'an is the prince."

When mentioning Chang'an, Qiu Yun suddenly smiled: "Then do you know who Chang'an is?"

"Your father said he wasn't your parent and son, but he accompanied you through the most difficult days of living overseas, and you regarded him as your parent and child." In fact, even if it was Qingqing's parent and son, he had nothing to do but regret it.

"Since you know that I regard him as my own son, I will promise you when you get him to let go."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-0518:36:47~2021-07-0620:14:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 Phytophthora; 1 in my trousers;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：宁欢19瓶；小腐偶、兰庭、唐堂、郁瓷小可爱呐10瓶；寂、FJY、黄芩5瓶；赤羽陌璃殇3瓶；L先生2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!