I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Yan Yun was about to get up as he said that, but was stopped by Li Yang: "Your Majesty, if you go alone, you are throwing yourself into a trap."

"Do not impulse."

Seeing that Yan Yun's attitude was a little loose, Li Yang hit the iron while the iron was hot, pushed Yan Yun to sit down and comforted him: "We can't let him do what he wants, he wants you to go, the more you can't go."

Just now Yan Yun was in a fit of anger, and was dazzled by the anger. Now that he calmed down, he felt that what Li Yang said was right, so he stopped getting excited.

He sat down with a long breath, and asked Li Yang for a pen and paper.

"I'm a big bastard, how can I have those things." Li Yang said, fearing that Yan Yun would not believe it, he rummaged through his body cooperatively.

Yan Yun sighed almost inaudibly, adjusted his clothes and was about to go out.

"Where are you going, son?" Li Yang was so frightened that he grabbed him again: "Didn't we agree? Don't be impulsive."

"I'm going to buy a pen and paper." Yan Yun took a step away, and said helplessly, "I'm not crazy, why would I go to find Xiao Yiyang alone, don't worry."

"Really?" Li Yang stared at Yan Yun suspiciously, but his hands did not loosen at all, obviously not believing: "You look crazy now, since you know the sixth prince is in danger, you have been crazy."

Li Yang was telling the truth, but in exchange for Yan Yun's blowing hammer: "If you can't talk, talk less."

After getting along for a long time, seeing Yan Yun like this, Li Yang knew that he would not take risks, so he let go: "Go early and return early."

It's mid-March, winter has just passed, but spring is not very strong.

All the way down from the mountainside, Yanyun saw bare tree branches.

Occasionally, there are a few clusters of fresh green emerging from the branches. Before I can take a closer look, they have been bent over by the early spring wind.

The wind in March, the chill has not subsided, blowing people can not help but shiver.

The crabapple flowers in the palace must be blooming.

Looking at the fallen branches all over the mountain, such a thought suddenly flashed in Yan Yun's mind, he suddenly missed the begonias in the palace.

Although I have never been to see it in person, Xiao Yiran once said that every March [-]th is the time when crabapple flowers are in full bloom.

Now that the flowering period has passed, the people who once jokingly made an appointment to see the flowers are now in doubt about their lives.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun felt an inexplicable sense of loss instantly in his heart.

I don't know if the crabapple flowers that have passed the flowering period will still be so beautiful, and I don't know if the people on the front line of life and death can come back safely.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun couldn't help walking towards the city.

When Yan Yun came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the gate of the Six Princes' Mansion.

The front of the palace is still deserted, and the bustle of the market seems to have nothing to do with this place.

The guard in front of the door is dozing off, only the fallen leaves that are always swept clean indicate that there are still people living here.

Yan Yun bypassed the gate and climbed into the palace from the fence. This road just happened to lead to the vegetable garden of the palace.

As soon as he walked in, Yan Yun smelled the faint scent of flowers.

The fragrance of the flowers is very clear, not as gorgeous as its color.

Even though the flowering period has passed, the flowers on the branches are still blooming gorgeously, as if deliberately waiting for something.

Yan Yun suddenly remembered that 14 years ago, there was also a crabapple tree in the imperial garden of the palace.

At that time, Yan Yun was still the beloved eldest son.

After school, he was invited by the princes to enjoy the flowers.

They are all teenagers, what name can they get for viewing flowers?

It's just seeing adults doing that, and following arty.

Yan Yun doesn't like flowers, so naturally he doesn't know how to appreciate them.In his opinion, the flowers that competed in the imperial garden were all one stem with several petals, and there was nothing to appreciate if they were similar with minor differences.

He had no intention of admiring the flowers, but listening to the other princes talking endlessly, it sounded clear and logical, Yan Yun had a strong desire to win, how could he admit defeat.

Yan Yun didn't know any of the flowers in the imperial garden, so he could only point to the crabapple flower closest to him, and said nonsense: "The center is straight and the outside is straight, neither vines nor branches, this is my favorite flower... "

What this flower is called, Yan Yun doesn't know.

Speaking of this, Yan Yun couldn't make up any more. He was looking around and was about to change the subject, when he heard the sixth prince who was not far away suddenly said softly: "This crabapple has a history of a hundred years."

"Yes, yes, this crabapple has a great name..."

As Yan Yun said, he glanced at Xiao Yiran gratefully, but the other party responded to him, just silently staring at the crabapple plant thoughtfully, disappointed, Yan Yun also ignored Xiao Yiran as if angry, turned his head and talked to him. The other princes chatted.

"Does your son like crabapple flowers very much?" Xiao Yiran, who has always been taciturn, walked up to Yanyun, handed over a petal and said, "You seem to have missed the flowering period."

At that time, Yan Yun was still angry about being ignored, and his words were rushed, he raised his head proudly, without looking at Xiao Yiran: "So what if the flowering period is over, there are so many things to pay attention to when viewing flowers, as long as you like it like."

"Like is like." Xiao Yiran whispered and repeated: "It seems to be the truth."

Yan Yun was intentionally indifferent, wanting to make Xiao Yiran feel embarrassed, but he didn't want the other party to notice it at all, and instead talked to him calmly, Yan Yun suddenly felt boring, as if he had punched cotton with his fist, and angrily ignored him Turning around, he left Xiao Yiran behind.

"I also like crabapple flowers."

As soon as Yan Yun walked away, he heard Xiao Yiran say such a sentence without thinking.

He didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now he suddenly remembered it, but he found other meanings from it.

At this moment, Yan Yun suddenly wanted to know for whom Xiao Yiran planted all the flowers in the yard.

In his heart, there was a trace of ambition, that this flower was planted by Xiao Yiran for him.

When he returned to the mountain, Yan Yun had an extra crabapple flower in his hand.

Seeing Yan Yun holding a flower, Li Yang immediately leaned over, sniffed at Yan Yun's side and said, "Where did the flower come from? Could it be that you have a private meeting with some girl?"

"It was stolen." Yan Yun didn't stay idle once he came in, he found a porcelain vase, put the flowers in it, and carefully placed it on the table.

Hearing this, Li Yang pursed his lips in disgust and said, "It's better to grab a pheasant and roast it if you have this spare time."

Yan Yun didn't answer, just took out a pen and paper and spread it on the table.

"Let's make it through the night." Li Yang was already lying on the bed, he patted the other side of the bed and said, "Come on, turn off the lights and go to bed."

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from Yan Yun. Li Yang turned around and saw Yan Yun sitting upright with a pen in his hand, but he did not write it for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing Yan Yun's nagging, Li Yang tentatively called out a few times.

Yan Yun didn't respond, just changed his posture, and sat still with his pen in his hand.

The mountain wind outside was blowing, and the candles that were not very bright were flickering. Coupled with Yan Yun's weird actions, Li Yang couldn't help but get goose bumps when he watched it.

He dressed silently, took out his weapon, and quietly approached Yan Yun, ready to see if Yan Yun was possessed.

When he was one step away from Yan Yun, Yan Yun suddenly lost his breath and lay down on the table dejectedly.

Li Yang was taken aback by this sudden movement, he subconsciously took half a step back, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the words on Yan Yun's letter when he dodged.

"I love Yiran." Li Yang couldn't help but read along, and as he read it, he felt something was wrong.

Yan Yun was still moaning, but Li Yang was already running around in shock.

"Your Majesty!" As Li Yang said, he had already retreated to the bed with his hands on his heart: "What are you writing?"

"Trust." Yan Yun was immersed in distress, and hadn't noticed Li Yang's abnormality yet.

"I mean, you, you!" Li Yang was speechless as if he had discovered some shocking secret.

"What's wrong with me, when did you have a stuttering problem?" Yan Yun just turned around, glanced lazily at Li Yang, and only looked at the letter paper in front of him after seeing Li Yang's panicked expression.

Looking at the words "My Love Yiran" on the letter, he lost his pen in shock and said, "I didn't write this."

Like a lovely and pitiful girl, Li Yang shrank on the head of the bed in shock, staring at Yan Yun unrequitedly.

That expression was like accusing Yan Yun of shameful lying.