After teasing the magician, I ran away with my cub

"My lord, there are still people over there!"

Prince Yi heard the sound and looked over, and saw a shivering young man hiding in the ruins that had been burned by the fire.

He got off his horse and strode over, stood in the ruins and stretched out his hand to Lan Yi: "Don't be afraid, we are here to help..."

Before he finished speaking, the dirty young man rushed forward with a dagger in his hand.

The pale and thin young man couldn't even hold the dagger firmly, how could he match up to the guards around the prince, he was knocked to the ground by the guards without even touching Yan Muhan's clothes.

"Hey! Don't hurt anyone!"

Yan Muhan called out to his guards loudly.

He squatted in front of the trembling Lan Yi, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, we are reinforcements. The foreign enemies in the city have been repelled."

Yan Muhan looked at Lan Yi's body covered in dirt and blood, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and looked at his dirty clothes, but he could vaguely distinguish the color from the texture. He's not a little boy from an ordinary family.

"What's your name? Is there anyone else alive in the family?" He patiently helped the young man up.

"Lan Yi."

The young man's hoarse but unstoppable gentle voice responded in a low voice.

A local official who was following behind hurriedly moved to Yan Muhan's side, and whispered: "My lord, this young man should be the second son of the Lan family."

The Lan family is quite well-known in Yingzhou. The family has been noble literati for generations, and they have left many poems to pass on.

……

In this dream, Prince Yi actually dreamed of Lan Yi's appearance when he first met Lan Yi.

He was 17 years old at the time, and he rescued Lan Yi, whose family was ruined at the age of 15, in Yingzhou City for the first time.

With that one glance, Lan Yi's eyes were deeply burned on his heart, and once burned, it lasted forever.

He struggled to wake up from that dream, but he seemed to be deeply sealed in the dream. The picture in the dream was chaotic, and somehow it was transferred to Prince Yi's mansion in the capital——

"Brother Lan Yi!"

It's Lao Qi!

Prince Yi looked at the young Lao Qi in his dream and ran into his palace with a smile.

After rescuing Lan Yi in Yingzhou, Yan Muhan kept Lan Yi by his side.

"Yingzhou is your sad place, are you willing to follow me back to the capital?"

After returning to the tent from the front line, he took off the light armor on his body and asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The 15-year-old Lan Yi looks much thinner than other boys of the same age, and there is always a hint of sadness in his brows and eyes. He wears Yan Muhan's clothes that don't fit well, and his long hair is simply tied up, but it can't hide it at all. Hold on to that undisturbed Qingjun temperament.

Lan Yi looked at the person who saved him, and nodded slightly and solemnly.

Later, I can't remember exactly when, the two teenagers who have been together day and night finally communicated with each other and expressed the affection in each other's hearts.

It wasn't until then that Lan Yi told Yan Muhan that when he rescued him, it was when he was at his darkest, and Yan Muhan was the light that illuminated the gloom and gloom.

"Brother Lan Yi, Mr. is on vacation today, how about you go fly a kite with me?"

Lao Qi is chattering, he likes this handsome and gentle brother very much, and always pesters Lan Yi to accompany him.

Lan Yi smiled quietly, pampering and loving this energetic little prince.

……

The picture in the dream turned again.

Lan Yi sat in the pavilion and played the piano quietly, raising his eyes and smiling at Yan Muhan from time to time, pursing his lips, his smile was full of love and nostalgia...

The screen turns again.

Lan Yi is weak, and every time the season changes, he must be sick for a while, and when he recovers, Yan Muhan has to lead his troops to leave Beijing again.

Yan Muhan didn't want Lan Yi to endure hardships by his side, knowing that the place where the rough guys in the army stayed was not suitable for a young man like him, so he wanted to keep Lan Yi in Beijing.

"You wait for me at the mansion, Lao Qi is the most naughty, if you are tired, you don't have to follow him in everything." Yan Muhan asked worriedly before going out.

Lan Yi covered her lips and tilted her head, coughed twice, and said with a smile, "I'm fine everywhere in Beijing, but you, I'm worried."

……

The screen turns again.

"You look so charming in armor." Lan Yi said in a soft voice while personally putting on the armor for Yan Muhan.

Yan Muhan laughed loudly, with a hint of cunning in his peach blossom eyes: "Then... from now on on the couch, I'll be with you in armor... okay?"

"Meng Lang!" Lan Yi blushed, raised his hand and dropped his shoulder.

Turn again.

"After this birthday, my Lan Yi will be eighteen."

Yan Muhan put his arms around Lan Yi from behind, rested his chin on his slender shoulders, and watched him write: "You are just used to Lao Qi, and if you can't finish your homework, you still need to help him copy?"

"Just be stubborn, don't you get used to him more?" Lan Yi turned his head to the side and said angrily, "Do you not feel bad if you are punished to kneel for failing to finish your homework?"

Compared with Lan Yi's introvertedness, Yan Muhan's love seemed a bit more ostentatious, he smiled and kissed Lan Yi in his arms, and then said in his own words: "Lan Yi, in two days I will go to beg my father I want to marry you as my princess!"

"it is good."

……

Prince Yi struggled desperately, he should stop dreaming, he knew what was going to happen next.

wake up!

Yan Muhan tried his best to break free from the dream, but the picture of the dream began to become distorted.

He could only quietly and coldly watch the chaotic scene after scene like a stranger.

Just after leaving the battlefield, he received a letter from Beijing, which was the news of Lan Yi's death. He watched himself rush back to the capital like a madman.

Whose cry is that?It's ugly.

Ah, that's right, the person who cried so heartbreakingly was himself back then.

Yan Muhan finally woke up from the twisted dream, and when he opened his eyes, a tear slid down those peach blossom eyes.

He didn't seem to notice it, he just looked at the dark and gloomy prison roof, tightly clutching the jade pendant on his chest.

In that year, before Yan Muhan could ask his father for a marriage order, he received another order to lead the army.

Before leaving for the expedition, he made an agreement with Lan Yi that when he returned victorious, he would marry Lan Yi into the mansion.

At that time, Lan Yi took off the jade pendant around his neck with his own hands, took a step closer, stood on tiptoe and put the jade on Yan Muhan's neck with his own hands: "Now I don't have any valuable and rare items that can be used as dowry , this Ping An buckle is a fine jade handed down from my family, barely worthy of a prince, right?"

This jade, since that day, he has never left his body for a moment.

When Lan Yi left at the beginning, he once paranoidly wondered if Lan Yi had an accident because he was detained safely.

At that time, he knelt in front of Lan Yi's memorial tablet and remained motionless for three whole days, holding the jade pendant firmly in his palm, his scarlet eyes immersed in his own imagination.

Who was it that slapped him awake?

By the way, it's his second brother.

Yan Muhan suddenly laughed, in a short dream, he seemed to have finished this short life again.

He has failed too many people, but he has not failed Lan Yi.

·

Prince Cheng is the only one who can send Yan Muhan to the prison.

Yan Muhan asked him for a pen and paper, wrote two short letters and handed them to him.

Picking up the poisoned wine leisurely, her eyes were calm and unrestrained, as if she was about to drink some precious wine.

"Fifth, turn around and don't look, it's too ugly."

Prince Cheng’s eyes were full of sadness, he turned his back, and listened to Yan Muhan’s final words: “Old Wu, one last thing, there is a red sandalwood box in my study, please hand over the letters there to the emperor, it will be useful After reading the news, you can be buried with me."

Behind him came the clear sound of the wine glass falling to the ground, followed by the muffled sound of the body falling to the ground...

Prince Cheng raised his head slightly and closed his eyes, only the trembling eyelashes revealed his grief.

·

The young emperor stood by the window of Linhua Hall, holding the last letter left by Yan Muhan in the hand hanging beside him, the handwriting was vigorous, but it revealed deep regret——

Royal brother:

The younger brother has no way to explain, after all, the minister was deceived and did something wrong.

There is only one thing to tell the emperor, the younger brother never had the idea of ​​hurting the seventh child, and his subordinate Chao Shang made the decision without authorization.I didn't want to mention this matter at first, but now that the truth is known, I hope that the emperor should be wary of Chao Shang.

The time spent with the emperor's brother since childhood was the most relaxing time in my life.

The emperor's brother has always been soft-hearted, and I hope that the emperor's brother will not mourn for the guilty minister.

I hope that the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe.

Yan Muhan

·

The red sandalwood box on the desk case was exactly what Prince Cheng had taken from Yan Muhan's mansion at his request, and the letters there were all written to Lan Yi.

·

Lan Yi:

Today is the fifth month since you left me.

It was snowing in central Beijing and it was very cold.If you are still here, you must endure the cold and brave the snow to see the red plum blossoms, right?

Why didn't you enter my dream last night?

But do you dislike me for drinking alcohol these days?I just miss you so much. If you don't like it, I won't drink anymore. I just hope that you can come to see me in my dream tonight.

I wanted to write a letter to ask my father to pursue you as a concubine, but my second brother and fourth child both persuaded me.In the end guess who convinced me?

It's the seventh.

You love that kid the most, and it's really not in vain. Lao Qi said that you don't care about these false names, and asked me not to trap myself in it.

I don't know where this little thing in his teens learned this transparency.

But Lan Yi, I'm not trying to trap myself, I'm just resenting myself.

What about you, have you ever held grudges against me?

Miss you Mu Han

·

Lan Yi:

Today is New Year's Eve.

The second elder brother came to see me yesterday, and we hadn’t had a drink like this for a long time. He said he couldn’t see me being so decadent, and told me to speak out if I had any grievances, and he said it would be better to leave me in Beijing this time Let's go to the battlefield again...

He doesn't understand, what's the point of me staying in Beijing?

I blame him. Before I set off, he promised to take good care of you and the mansion for me, but what happened?

When I returned to the capital, I didn't even see your last face. What was waiting for me in the mansion was a lonely memorial tablet. Shouldn't I complain?

Sometimes I really think, if I am not a prince, if I am better, is it possible that the crown prince is mine?So can I keep you?

Forget it, you don't want to hear what I say now. After the new year, I will go back to the army in Yuzhou.

After noon, I will prepare to enter the palace to attend the annual banquet.

This morning, I specially asked someone to prepare your favorite bean paste glutinous rice balls. I used to dislike you for preferring this sweet and greasy taste, but today it tastes very sweet, so I ate your portion together , don't blame me.

I have to keep watch tonight, will you still come in tomorrow's dream?

Miss you Mu Han

……

Lan Yi:

I haven't written to you for a long time, do you miss me?

I have been very busy recently, although there is no war, but I have recruited some new recruits, and I have sunburned a lot from staring at the drills every day. If you see it, you must find it ugly.

Recently, there was a happy event in the army. Lao Yang married a pungent woman from Yuzhou. She cooks delicious dishes, and even I ate a lot of them.

When I was eating that fungus, I remembered the first time you entered the kitchen. If I hadn't discovered it quickly, you might have set the entire palace on fire, right?

Let me tell you, for a little literati like you, you should just use your hands to play the piano and write, and I will do the rest of the rough work, so I can't use you.

When I am free, I will learn a few dishes from Lao Yang, and I will make them for you next time I meet.

Miss you Mu Han

·

Lan Yi:

The father died.

The court is in turmoil, and the second brother is struggling. I want to go back to Beijing to help, but I'm afraid I won't be able to write to you in the near future.

穆寒

……

Lan Yi:

Since you left, I swear to stay in the army for the rest of my life.

But today I received a secret report that Brother Huang wants to take over my military power.He still doesn't trust me after all.

穆寒

·

Lan Yi:

I hate it so much, Brother Huang reuses the fifth child, I don't hate it.

But he was suspicious of me.

Chao Shang is right, the second brother may have never trusted me, I really should make plans for myself.

Lan Yi, would you blame me for making such a choice?You must understand what I mean, right?

As long as Brother Huang doesn't force me, I will never rebel, Lan Yi, you believe me.

穆寒

……

The emperor looked at each letter and watched his third brother become more and more crazy and paranoid.

Although each of the following letters was written to Lan Yi at the beginning, the content was full of struggle and pain.

I don't know if every night when people are quiet, Yan Muhan is also comforting his pure original intention through these letters written to his lover in the madness.

His heart was full of grief as he read the letters.

The young emperor gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes, and personally wrote a line of words——

In the third year of Jingxing, at the [-]nd month of Dongyue, Yan Muhan, the third son of Emperor Jingren, passed away.

·

This line of words seemed to have exhausted the emperor's strength, he sat slumped on the back of the chair, raised his hands to cover his face, concealing the emotions that should not appear on the emperor's face.

The cold wind blew in through the open window, and a few snowflakes were drawn in, blowing the last letter on the table.

The letter paper slowly fell to the ground——

Lan Yi:

This is the last time I will write to you.

Brother Huang was sympathetic and gave me the last decency, and also gave me time to write this letter.

You must be extremely disappointed in me, that's why you haven't entered my dream for so long.

I know that all these mistakes stem from the narrowness, jealousy and unwillingness in my heart, so I can't blame others.

I've been exhausted for the past two years, you know I hate those calculations the most, but I ended up being the person I hate the most.

Until today, I let go and looked back at myself, feeling sad and ridiculous.

I have done many mistakes, and my hands are stained with innocent blood.I failed the emperor brother, the sixth son, and hurt your most beloved little seven.

I am cowardly, I am relieved, but what I bring to my brother is sadness.

I can't remember what I owe in this life. In the next life, in the next life, would you like to start over with me?

Lan Yi, wait for me, don't leave me.

How about you walk more slowly?

I'm here to see you right now. In the future, I will never let go of your hand for life after life.

Fu Muhan