Yunyue past events

The door of Yueqian's dormitory is closed tightly, and the windows facing the courtyard are also closed. A small lamp is lit in the room, and the light is dim.

The cicadas kept calling in the courtyard, and the night wind blowing the leaves made a rustling sound. Besides, there were obviously other sounds.

Although those sounds are mixed between the sound of wind and the sound of cicadas, it is not difficult to distinguish them.

The moonlight shone into the house from the only open window, and its light was extremely weak, unable to penetrate the densely packed bed curtains.

Yue Qian's breathing was still heavy, he protected Zhao Ling's back, and slowly put her back on the bed, his movements were extremely gentle and delicate.

Zhao Ling's arms hugged each other tightly, refusing to let go.

The whole body exudes heat,? This heat makes the two people sweat profusely,? Even so, they are still leaning against each other, reluctant to separate.

Zhaoling put her arms around her neck and murmured: "Yue Qian,? You are mine."

His face was looking up, the tails of his eyes were flushed, his hair was permeated with sweat, wet and messy, his hands were firmly grasping Yue Qian's arm, and he saw the green king pattern emerging on the strong and powerful arm of the other party. is fading away.

As if Zhao Ling couldn't control himself, he said this sentence again.

Very persistent and stubborn.

Yue Qian pulled a thin quilt to cover the people around him, he lowered his head, and he responded after a while, with a low and hoarse voice: "Yes, young master."

He knows that he does not belong to anyone, is an independent individual.

He knew that he belonged to Zhaoling.

There is no contradiction between the two.

Yue Qian lay down beside Zhao Ling, the black shadow of the bed curtain covered him, Zhao Ling couldn't see his face clearly, so he had to raise his hand to caress the other's facial features.

His eyes were closed, his lips were pursed, and his usually clean chin was stubbled.

These days, he is not doing well.

Yue Qian's eyebrows are deep, his thoughts are heavy, his tall body contains strength, he is resolute and powerful, only for a moment, he will reveal fragility and melancholy in front of Zhao Ling.

Putting her arms around him, Zhao Ling leaned against his body, resting her head on her chest, and slowly closed her eyes.How could he not know Yue submerged in his inner struggle, but he couldn't let go.

He couldn't just watch Yueqian being taken away by soldiers, put on shackles, became a slave again, tortured, and taken to Yunyue's old place, and he would never know his life or death for the rest of his life.

Yue Qian combed Zhao Ling's hair with his hands, and gently brushed his wet hair towards his ears. Although he was silent, he was very affectionate, and Zhao Ling could sense it.

The two of them were silent, the courtyard was silent. At this time, it was unknown what time it was, and even the cicadas outside the house had stopped singing.

Zhao Ling opened his eyes from fatigue, and looked at the wooden snake-shaped pendant on Yue Qian's neck. He had seen it several times, so he should have gotten used to it.

Such a small pendant of little value was worn by Yueqian all the time, and he hid it very well, always hiding it under his collar to keep it from being known to outsiders.

This item will only appear after taking off the clothes.

It is a connection, a token that reveals the past of the two, and it is also a symbol of the submerged Yunyue people, the son of King Yunyue.

Zhao Ling whispered: "Yue Qian, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak." Yue Qian's body went numb on one side, changed his posture, and continued to hug the people around him.

"Apart from your Yunyue relatives and friends, is there anything else that you care about?" Zhao Ling played with the snake-shaped necklace in his hand, as if he was trying to tempt him.

I have never heard Yue Qian talk about love, not even a single word.

Yue Qian's voice was deep: "Yes."

Zhaoling asked, "What is it?"

There is no answer, once Yue Qian is willing to speak, he will tell the truth, but he doesn't want to say it.

Zhaoling raised her eyebrows, looked up at him, and saw deep eyes and tightly pursed lips.

It doesn't matter if you don't expect to hear what you want to hear from him. It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.

The sky outside was about to light up, and there was the sound of birds singing in the courtyard, presumably it was a resident on the sycamore tree, Zhao Ling sat up, straightened her clothes, and tied her belts.

Yue Qian looked at him from the sidelines without taking his eyes off, until Zhao Ling felt uncomfortable and glanced at him.

Looking around, Zhaoling looked at Yueqian's dormitory,

The bedroom furniture is complete, and the items used are not bad, but in Zhao Ling's view, the room looks small, the furniture in the room is not refined enough, the bed board is too hard, and the bedding is too simple.

And I always feel that something is missing. On weekdays, Zhao Ling gave Yue Qian many items, from clothes, shoes, crowns to daily utensils, where did those things go?

Zhao Ling was wondering, and happened to catch a glimpse of two large boxes stored in the corner at this time, it seemed that almost all the things he gave were used, and Yue Qian locked them into the boxes.

This is the first time I have come to the dormitory of Yueqian located in the side room, and spent a lingering night here.

Zhao Ling knew that her behavior was absurd, and she shouldn't visit the servant's residence as a venerable, let alone have such a shocking relationship with him, but so what.

Zhao Ling stood by the bed with bare feet. He didn't even wear shoes last night. He only had a thin silk robe on his body. The temperature in the early morning was relatively low, and he could feel the coolness even before the door was opened.

A gauze robe worn in summer was draped over Zhao Ling's body. It was Yueqian's robe, which carried his breath.

Let's say Yue Qian is dull and slow, but he is actually quite careful.

Zhao Ling took the robe, the body of the robe was too big and wide for him, it was not suitable, it was just for shelter from the wind.

Yue Qian pulled back the hanging bed curtain, fetched the small lamp for lighting, and said to Zhao Ling: "This subordinate will send you back."

The two walked out of the side room together, submerged in the lantern, and illuminated in front, Zhao Ling walked behind, they passed the sycamore tree outside the study, the night was fading, and the outline of the foreground gradually became clear.

In the gate office room in the distance, lights were still reflected from the windows, the guards may have fallen asleep, the doors and windows were closed tightly, there was no sound, and there were no figures.

Zhaoling is the owner of this huge mansion, he doesn't care who sees it or knows it.

The light is so faint in the wind, the figure of the person in front of him appears and disappears from time to time, and the distance between that light, or that person and himself is lengthening.

It seems that if you slack off a little, it will disappear before your eyes.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel a panic, he was keenly aware that tonight was different from other nights, and the diving at this time was also different from other times.

The courtyard was very large, and the two walked one after the other. When they arrived at Zhao Ling's residence, a strong wind suddenly blew in the courtyard, which extinguished the small lamp in Yue Qian's hand, and also lifted the gauze robe from Zhao Ling's shoulders.

The gauze robe fell into the flowers with the wind, and it was inconvenient to find it at night.

Yue Qian sent Zhao Ling to the door, the bedroom was brightly lit, and two maids were waiting inside, Yue Qian bowed and said: "I won't send you any further, my lord, please come back."

Stepping up the stone steps, standing at the door, condescendingly looking down at Yue Qian standing at the bottom, Zhao Ling thought that the next moment, he would turn around and leave, disappearing.

"Yue Qian." He called softly, full of emotion.

Yue Qian raised his face, there was no light, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The heart was filled with some kind of emotion, which should have been transformed into a thousand words, but it disappeared with the wind on the lips, and Zhao Ling didn't say it.

If it is for you, I will do my best.

Yue Qian's tall black figure finally merged into the night, Zhao Ling stood under the eaves, he smelled the fragrance of flowers brought by the wind, and the breath of the coming morning.

Lying in his luxurious bedroom, through the silk curtain, Zhao Ling watched the maid gently close the door leading to the courtyard, and he closed his eyes.

The high walls, the open courtyard, the master's bedroom and the side room of the attendants are not too far away. They are all in the same courtyard, but they are so far away.

As far away as two stars in the sky.

The moon is hiding, the sky is turning white, and the morning breeze blows the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves are swaying.Once, the phoenix bird danced with the wind, climbed over the misty South Mountain, and visited the garden slave hut on the north bank of the Weishui River. It was tireless and full of joy.

The sycamore tree outside the window rustled in the wind, and the flowers on the branches had already fallen, and they were giving birth to fruit.

**

A four-horse carriage drove out of the east gate and headed for the outskirts of the city. The carriage was followed by many servants. In the carriage sat the two sons of Rong Kingdom's monarch, the seventh son Zhao Rui and the eighth son Zhao Ling.

"My father now canonized me and gave me a piece of land. I am no longer a seventh son."

Zhaorui adjusted his clothes and said to the entourage outside the window on the left: "You guys have to call me Lord Changxing from now on, you know?"

The fief is in a small place called Changxing, and Zhaorui is very happy to have a piece of land of his own from now on.

Zhaorui's followers responded in unison: "Yes, Lord Changxing."

Danpan was wearing a brand new dress, full of ambition and high spirits, Zhaorui squinted his eyes with a smile.

"Congratulations to Mr. Changxing." Zhao Ling turned sideways, smiled and raised his hands in congratulations.

Old Zhaorui blushed, and felt a little embarrassed, even his ears turned red, and he murmured, "Eighth brother, don't tease me."

Zhao Ling said: "I sincerely congratulate, how can it be called teasing."

The roads in the suburbs are not easy to walk, and Zhaorui's body is swayed with fat. He held his hand, feeling a little depressed suddenly.

"In the future, I will rely on my eighth younger brother to speak kindly to my father."

Leaving the capital to go to the fiefdom, alienated from the center of power, if there is a villain who slanders the king, Zhaorui can't appeal, the distance is too far.

"The eighth brother will definitely stay in the capital and hold an important position in the court!" Zhaorui clapped his hands together in praise.

On both sides of the carriage, one followed Zhaorui's entourage, and the other followed Zhao Ling's entourage.

Outside the window of Zhaoling's car was Yue Qian, and if the two of them talked in the car, the personal attendant outside the window could obviously hear it.

Zhao Ling said: "Brother Seven, you and I are brothers, of course I will protect you. As for the future, no one knows. If I can choose, I would rather live in a fiefdom."

The fief has the final say, and has the right to life and death. Staying in the capital, holding important positions, heavy responsibilities, and being too close to the center of power may not be a good thing.

Zhaorui was grateful, nodded, and said: "Sometimes things in the capital are really hard to see through. Let's just talk about my Yueren dancers, they are soft and weak, very docile. If you say they have two hearts, If they are dragged to Mengyang City to do hard labor, they will kill them."

"I hate that I am cowardly and incompetent, I dare not save them, alas."

Zhaorui cast a glance at Yueqian outside the window, he was also a Yueren, and this person was the son of King Yunyue, so he should stay by Zhaoling's side well.

The outskirts of the city have a wide view, and the wild flowers beside the road are blooming brilliantly, but Zhaorui's face is a little melancholy: "Eighth brother, I heard that Shen Shaozai sued you at the father's place for doting on Yue servant, and entrusting Yue servant to take care of all the affairs in the mansion. , father is very angry. You rushed into the palace yesterday, did father scold you?"

Zhao Ling frowned, and replied: "That happened a long time ago. I didn't know how it got to my mother's ears yesterday, so she called me into the palace to ask. Whose housekeeper is not a servant, but a servant. Well, his old Shen let the servants in the mansion do evil and bully men and women, yet he dared to sue me."

"That's right! Those dog slaves are running rampant in the south of the city, and they don't want to wait for their master to fall, and they won't be able to run away. The prince will never let him go lightly!" Zhao Rui was filled with righteous indignation. The anger of the family.

The carriage passed a bridge, and from a distance, a lake could be seen.

Zhaorui raised the curtain of the car and pointed to the lake. The lake was shining brightly and the scenery was beautiful. He said enviously, "Eighth brother, is the prince's Xinbiedi there?"

Zhao Ling responded, "It's right there."

"What's my virtue and ability, let the prince host a banquet to see me off. Eighth brother, you are really my good brothers." Zhaorui opened his arms, hugging Zhaoling.

Da Xiaozhaorui was the most unfavored among all the princes, so it was inevitable that he would be left out in the cold. The princes Zhaoyu and Zhaoling have always treated him well, and they are grateful in their hearts.

The carriage continued to move forward and came to a mansion by the lake. It was already dusk at this time, and the busy figures of servants outside the courtyard could be seen from a distance.

作者有话要说：导演：我终于更上了，捂脸。后面会加快更新速度。感谢在2021-07-18?23:56:02~2021-07-21?11:28:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Qin Gu? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Pineapple Mimimi? 1 pieces;

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 2 for charming; 1 for Tongtong Tongtong, Guanqi Qingshu, Kissfox, Zhan Chunfeng, and Baiyu bitter gourd;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Kissfox?20瓶；芣苡?10瓶；冠琪清姝?5瓶；夢中鸟?2瓶；呦鸣?1瓶；

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