Twilight Cloud Returns

The mouthful of blood that was suppressed in the throat spewed out from between Yun Chuxiu's teeth along with the word "stick death"...

"Know it!" Wuqing nervously stepped forward to hug him, and the chess game became chaotic in an instant.

Yun Chuxiu felt the bitterness in his mouth was unbearable, and the smell of blood on his body was extremely strong, he didn't want to pass the pickled aura on Wuqing, so he pushed him away with all his strength, and staggered out of Prince Yun's mansion.

Yun Chuxiu just disappeared into the capital without a sound and no one could find her.

Worrying about his safety, Wuqing sent all the servants in the mansion to search anxiously, almost turned the whole capital upside down, but all failed, even Fatty couldn't smell the master's breath.

At the end, Gu Xiaorui sighed and said: "My lord, don't look for the little prince anymore. I grew up with the little prince since I was a child, and I am most familiar with his nature. The young prince couldn't accept the news of the girl's death. The last time she disappeared like this was at Concubine Yun Gui." The day he passed away. If he hides, no one will be able to find him. The little prince needs to calm down for a while, and he will come back when he calms down."

Hearing this, Wuqing's worried heart was relieved, but at the same time, there was also a trace of sadness—I had been by his side for so long, but I never knew he had this habit, and I never heard him mention it... There are too many secrets that I refuse to let myself know.In his heart, how many inches does he occupy...

And when Wuqing heard about him again, it was the next morning.

The family came to report that the little father-in-law is currently in the Xunfeng Pavilion.

The voice of the servant's reply became lower and lower, and his eyes sneaked at Mr. Qing who was sitting on the master's chair from time to time, for fear that Mr. Qing, who has always been gentle and gentle, would not be able to stand this stimulation and would punish them as servants.

Wuqing's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't say anything for a while, but silently brought the fox velvet cloak that Zhihuansu wore every day, and went to the Xunfeng Pavilion with Gu Xiaorui.

On Suzaku Main Street, the figures withered.

The war between the Xiongnu and the Great Zhou reignited, the national treasury was tight, and another wave of taxes was levied, and the people's lives were hard.People in the capital are like this, let alone other counties in the Great Zhou Dynasty?

On the originally busy street, there is only one Lantern Festival shop selling desolately.

The store owner saw that although Wuqing's clothes were plain but of high quality, he expected him to be a son of a rich family. In order to seek business, he approached him with a respectful smile and said, "Young master, you are fifteen today, come to try a bowl of Lantern Festival?"

It is the fifteenth day of the first month of the year again.

Wu Qingyao thought that at this time last year, he told Zhi that he would definitely spend every Lantern Festival together in the future.

Wuqing smiled sourly, and said: "Please trouble the store to make two bowls and send them to Prince Yun's residence."

Unexpectedly, business came as soon as it opened!He is still a nobleman of Prince Yun's Mansion!The store owner was very happy, and he agreed: "Okay! Young Master, please take care of me!"

When Wuqing stepped into the Xunfeng Pavilion again, it was already the end of the day.

The serious people are already busy, but the Xanfeng Pavilion is still intoxicated in dreamland.

The old bustard was woken up early in the morning, cursing and saying: "Which one who is not open-eyed came so early, didn't you know that the Xanfeng restaurant is closed before noon?"

Mr. Gui didn't dare to say any more words, the sign of Prince Yun's Mansion was tied around the visitor's waist, how could he dare to say anything?

The old bustard looked at the stunning young man sitting in the hall, who in the world does not cherish beauty?The old bustard's tone softened instantly, and said: "Which family's handsome son is this? Come to visit so early, I'm afraid our young lady hasn't woken up yet!"

Wuqing didn't want to have more dealings with this person, so Gu Xiaorui showed the badge of Prince Yun's mansion straight away, and the bustard shut up knowingly.

Wuqing cut straight to the point: "Which room is the young master in?"

"This..." Seeing his handsome appearance, the old bustard thinks it's because the young man favored by the flirtatious father-in-law is jealous, and he comes to catch rape in broad daylight!The young man is a distinguished guest of her Xunfeng restaurant. Since she bought this dilapidated restaurant last year, she has been unable to make ends meet. She managed to win the heart of this high-ranking official with the help of Xiao Zhu. How could she betray the young man? Father?

The old bustard smiled obsequiously, and joked: "I don't know who the young master is talking about? My restaurant is small, how can I accommodate any princes and nobles?"

Wuqing stared at her coldly, causing the latter to break out in a cold sweat——this noble young man's eyes are really frightening!

Wuqing's eyes drifted to the second floor, and finally locked on the room at the end of the corridor.

He didn't want to and didn't want to believe that Zhi was still in that wing, but he walked up the stairs involuntarily.

Seeing him walking towards Xiaozhu's wing, the bustard panicked, but she didn't dare to stop her, and said nervously: "Young master, please go back, there is really no young master here..."

Wuqing's footsteps stopped, and the outstretched slender jade hand hung in the air.He was still comforting himself from the bottom of his heart—maybe he just had some plan to prevent others from knowing, and it wasn't the pleasure-seeking that he said.Sheng'er is an example, maybe when he opened the door, the person sitting inside was also a member of the Yun clan...

Wuqing tried so hard to convince himself that he was just deceiving himself.

He was full of hesitation, and finally pushed the door open, and the voluptuous scene above the bed came into view—a handsome young man was lying in Zhihuan's arms, and the two were still sound asleep.

The clothes that belonged to Zhihuan were scattered all over the floor, the wine cups on the table were even messed up, and the whole wing room was filled with the smell of unrefined incense powder.

Gu Xiaorui closed the door and left in an instant.

Wuqing closed his eyes in frustration, and finally suppressed the tears in his eyes.

The furnishings in the wing room are still the same as when he woke up here.It is known that this wing is still reserved by the Xunfeng Hall all year round, and no one else can enter it unless he orders it.

But now, there is someone lying beside him just like himself back then.

Will it be the same as when I met myself before, is it a misunderstanding?

But after a while, the little boy woke up, opened his beautiful eyes and saw Wuqing standing in the room, but he didn't feel the slightest surprise, dispelled Wuqing's illusion just now, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency It's brother Qing."

He slowly put on his clothes, and introduced himself: "I, my name is Xiaozhu, and I have always served the little prince before you entered the eyes of him."

Wuqing pretended not to care, and replied indifferently: "Oh".In fact, he didn't dare to look at Xiao Zhu's appearance at all, for fear that he would dislike him if he knew it, and found a new love for fun.

After Xiaozhu's words fell to the ground, Wuqing mustered up the courage to look at Xiaozhu, not knowing whether it was his illusion or Xiaozhu's makeup, but Wuqing felt that Xiaozhu's eyebrows and eyes looked a little bit like Yun Sheng.

But before he could think about it, Xiao Zhu had already dressed, as if declaring his sovereignty, he pulled the quilt on Yun Chuxiu upwards, facing Wu Qing head-on, with a bit of flaunting in his soft words: " The little eunuch has been with me for the past few days, presumably because he was unhappy in the mansion. How did brother Qing offend the little eunuch, can you tell Xiaozhu? So that Xiaozhu can avoid it in the future, and don’t let him get angry."

Xiaozhu's words fell on Wuqingxin, which was extremely harsh, but he didn't, he just raised his eyes to glance at Xiaozhu, and his delicate eyes suddenly radiated a piercing gaze.Xiaozhu was suppressed by his momentum for a while, he had prepared many words to force him to back down, but now he couldn't say a word when the words came to his lips.

Xiaozhu remembers Wuqing, that submissive little monk, who has now transformed into a son who shows no signs of emotion or anger.

Maybe this is the reason why he couldn't leave a shadow in the heart of the little eunuch in this life.

At this time, Yun Chuxiu woke up in time and solved the current situation.He got up and rubbed his swollen head, and said in a mellow voice: "Xiaozhu, help me change my clothes."

It wasn't until he checked in that he realized that Wuqing was also in the wing room.

Yun Chuxiu never felt any guilt or regret, but said in the usual tone: "Why are you here?"

Wuqing put the cloak he brought on him, didn't blame him for anything, and said, "I'll take you home, you're fifteen today. It's cold outside, so you won't catch a cold."

In the past, it was Zhi Zhi who was worried about whether he was suffering from the cold, but now he is doing these things for Zhi Zhi.

Wuqing squatted on the ground, looked up into his deep eyes, didn't know if he could still remember the promise he made last year when he was fifteen, and said carefully: "You once said that we will spend every Lantern Festival together in the future..."

Wuqing was full of anticipation but afraid that he would not remember, and his probing look was deeply imprinted in Yun Chuxiu's heart. His hands hidden in the cloak were clenched into fists. After a moment of silence, he said, "Go home..."

Wuqing let out a long sigh of relief, stepped forward to hold his hand tightly, interlocked his fingers, and left the Xunfeng Pavilion side by side with him.Xiao Zhu was left sad in place.

On the way back home, Wuqing had never held Zhihuan's hand so hard before.It was only then that he realized that every time he hugged each other, it was a big step forward.

Sheng'er's sudden death had dealt him a great blow.Zhi has never been like this before, even to the point where she doesn't need to be by her side.

He was terrified, he was afraid that one day he would never stand by Zhihuan's side again, that Zhihuan no longer needed him, and that he would be like a flower that had passed its flowering period, and would never occupy his heart again.Even when he found Xiaozhu lying on the side of his bed, despite his grief and indignation, he still thought that he should not despise himself.

Until now, Wuqing realized that he was like Ling Xiaohua, tightly entwined and attached to Zhihuan, and the humble love had already penetrated into the flesh and blood, and could not be removed...

"Knowledge..." Wuqing called softly.

"What's the matter?"

Wuqing looked down at the footprints on the stone slab, and said: "Yunying came to report that Miss Xue gave birth to a son for Wei Guoan, but she was worried all day long, suffered from postpartum depression, and hanged herself to death."

Hearing about Xue Wanjun, Yun Chuxiu stopped for a moment and sighed for a long time: "The begonias are no longer in full bloom."

Wuqing continued: "Yunzheng is very happy with the infant son. He said that since he is his adoptive father, the youngest son will also be a member of the Yun clan in the future, and will be included in the family tree. He gave a name, from the word Yun's rain, to Yunlin, the word Lonely."

"All the birds are flying high, and the lone cloud is alone." Yun Chuxiu smiled suddenly, "Yun Zheng's thoughts can be seen at a glance..."

At that time, Wuqing didn't know the meaning of Huan's words, and it wasn't until later that he became clear.

After returning to the mansion, within a short while, Gu Xiaorui came to report: "My lord, the Holy Majesty is planning to visit Huishan Temple tomorrow on the grounds of wishing for peace and blessings for the border soldiers."

Wu Qingzheng brought the Lantern Festival from the bowl shop, and quietly put it on the table in front of him. He didn't find anything wrong, but felt that at such an urgent moment, if he sincerely worshiped the Buddha, he could do it in the Baohua Hall in the palace. Why did the boat and car travel to Huishan Temple?

Seeing that Yun Chuxiu's expression suddenly changed suddenly, the big hand covering the table was grabbing the corner of the table, and he knocked over the bowl of Yuanxiao, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he sneered: "What he cares about is that he is always hiding in Huishan Temple. The imperial decree..."