Kite falling into red dust

"Well," Murong Mingyu flipped through the booklet in his hand, nodded approvingly, "You've done a good job, go and take a rest first."

After much deliberation, Murong Mingyu still decided to call Nan Gongchen into the palace for an audience.Although he had already made up his mind to completely let go of Luo Hongyuan who was no longer alive, but ever since he met Nangong Chen, that face very similar to Luo Hongyuan has been lingering in his mind.The determination that had finally been strengthened became vulnerable in an instant. It seemed that he was far from letting go completely.

The attendants were all pushed back, and there were only two people left in the huge meeting hall.

Looking at Nangongchen who was sitting down somewhat cautiously, Murong Mingyu had to remind himself over and over in his heart: "He is not Luo Hongyuan, he is not Luo Hongyuan, he is not Luo Hongyuan..." so as not to let himself into chaos.

After a long silence, Murong Mingyu finally said the first sentence: "How old are you?"

Nangong Chen said: "Weichen is 19 years old this year."

19 years old, if Luo Hongyuan is still alive, she will be 19 years old this year.Murong Mingyu picked up the wine glass at hand, drank the wine in one gulp, suppressed the sadness welling up in his heart, and tried his best to ask in a calm tone: "Have you heard of the name Luo Hongyuan? "

Nangong Chen said: "I have heard of it."

Murong Mingyu stared at his face almost obsessively, and said: "Then do you know that your appearance is almost exactly the same as his. If the widow hadn't seen him die with his own eyes, I'm afraid I really thought you were him .”

Nan Gongchen lowered his head in panic, and said: "I have never met the person His Majesty mentioned, but my parents gave me my appearance, it's not that I intend to look like a rebel."

Murong Mingyu smiled faintly, and said: "The widow is not blaming you, it's just that I have some emotion. I never thought there would be two people who look exactly the same but have nothing to do with each other."

Nan Gongchen looked up at him, and said, "Is it really that similar?" He nodded, couldn't help standing up and walking towards him, he wanted to get a closer look at that face.

And when he got close enough, his heart suddenly beat so fast.Because he smelled a lilac fragrance emanating from Nangong Chen's body, just like the smell on Luo Hongyuan's body.

He couldn't help but leaned down, leaning close to Nangongchen's neck, sniffing the familiar smell greedily.

Nangongchen was obviously a little panicked, but he didn't dare to avoid him, so he could only sit there stiffly, hesitatingly saying: "Your Majesty..."

Murong Mingyu put his mouth close to his ear, and whispered: "If I want to kiss you, will you hate it?"

He lowered his head, but the roots of his ears were already red, his cherry lips parted slightly, and a gentle and provocative voice came out of his mouth, "How could this humble minister hate Your Majesty?"

The night is deep, the breeze of early summer brings coolness, and the bright and clean crescent moon fully reveals her charm.

There are stone tables and benches in the courtyard, but a young man in a black night suit would rather sit on the roof, holding a jug in his left hand and the leg of a roast goose in his right.

He took a bite of the roast goose and drank the wine; he took a bite of the roast goose and drank the wine... After a while, most of the roast goose was gone, and the flagon was empty.

At this time, a thin figure climbed up the ladder, the moonlight hit the face, reflecting a childish yet handsome face, but it was Xiao Zhu who was only 12 years old.He cautiously climbed to the man's side and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

The man shook the wine jug in his hand, "Didn't you see it?" His voice was hoarse, but very recognizable.He broke off the remaining goose leg and handed it to Xiao Zhu, saying, "Why don't you sleep? If a child doesn't sleep well, he won't grow taller in the future."