Huaibi

Stepping on the wooden ladder with both feet, Rong Xi took the Pear Blossom Cake from Li Qingjue's hand, went up to the attic and parted ways with him. Only after two rounds did he stop in front of a tightly closed door.

Rong Xi entered uninvited, the door was as quiet as a man of few words, when he pushed it open, there was not even the slightest sound, and the lock was not released, as if specially waiting for him to come in and out freely.

The room was exceptionally quiet, the horizontal window was not open, and the two moonlight gauze curtains were hanging motionless, making the light more and more dim as he walked in.Rong Xi shook her head helplessly, guessing that Lianhua hadn't gotten up yet, she went straight to the side of the bed, raised the bed curtain and looked around, and saw that the person on the bed had his whole head buried in the brocade quilt, except for the black and blue silk.

"Get up." Rong Xi reached out and pulled the quilt by two inches.

Lianhua buried her down, but in fact Fang had already woken up when he entered the door, but her eyelids were sore, her body was limp and weak from sleep, she was unwilling to move at all, even if he disturbed her, she would only make weak hews and mows.

"I don't know how hungry," Rong Xi pulled the quilt again, insisting that he show his face, waited for him to finally open one eyelid, then shook the oil paper bag in his hand with a smile and said, "Hurry up Get up, Daddy bought pear blossom cakes for you."

"The one on Dongning Street?"

"Ah."

Lianhua chuckled lightly when she heard the words, she was somewhat sober, and responded with a hoarse voice, "It's up", but she shrank back and forth under the warm blanket, and after a while, she winked at the extremely patient person and said: "Give me the clothes."

Clothes were scattered all over the floor yesterday, Rong Xi got up and went to the closet to find another set for him, and then threw the clothes in his face, and saw him stretch out an arm, and lifted the bed that had been picked up not long ago. The tent was torn down.

Rong Xi felt it was funny, thinking that he had been close to her like a brother for more than ten years, and only now did she suddenly feel ashamed.

There was a rustling sound of changing clothes in the tent, Rong Xi glanced down at the single shoe next to the bed, she put down the pear blossom cake, and went to pick up the missing one not far away, feeling more and more unaware of what happened to Lianhua last night After a while, the whole room was messed up, and while thinking, he talked to him through the curtain: "You have slept for half a day, something happened in the palace."

"What's the matter?" There was an interesting reply from inside the curtain.

"I heard that His Majesty was suffering from a cough, and coughed up blood in front of the civil and military officials of the court."

Rong Xi stared at the bed curtain calmly, and after she finished speaking for a moment, the lowered curtain was finally lifted from the inside.

Lianhua's clothes were in a mess, she took care of her bed after a while, although she had just woken up, her mind was already extremely bright, and she immediately speculated: "You know what happened in the palace, what kind of people in Beijing have been passed down? ?” After saying that, there was no rush to wash and wash, and when he got to the table, he unwrapped the oil paper wrapped in pear blossom pastry.

Rong Xi saw it in his eyes, prepared a cup of tea for him, replied "exactly", and then heard him sneering and mocking: "I want to see the sixth prince more and more, what kind of person should always love to do this?" Make a trick."

"Smart." Rong Xi praised him, and pushed the teacup to his hand with a smile on the corner of his lips, "But if others are bored, you must say it clearly." While talking, she looked up , I don't know why, at that moment, the joyful look on his face was completely suppressed, and a bit of surprise slipped through his eyes.

Lianhua didn't realize it yet, she held a cup of tea to accompany the food, and when she raised her head, her hair slanted to the back of her shoulders, revealing the tooth marks on the upper half of her neck.

Not knowing what to think for a while, Rong Xi's eyes were full of pain, and before she could recover, she struck out like the wind, clutching the skirt of his clothes between her finger bones.Lianhua was startled suddenly, choked on half a mouthful of tea, the empty cup in his hand fell unsteadily back to the table, rolled twice and then fell to the ground with a corner cracked.

"You..." He barely uttered a single word, but his words were forced back to his mouth by the angry eyes in front of him.

Thinking about the person who came last night, Rong Xi's chest was overwhelmed, countless questions could not be uttered, and in the end there was only one word: "Who?"

This question was strange, but what he expressed was really sudden, Lianhua was puzzled at first, but after a while he finally seemed to sense it, frowning to meet his gaze, he reached out and stroked his neck.

Rong Xi gritted her teeth when she asked, "Zhou Junyu?"

The person in front of him didn't answer, he stopped laughing and looked at him silently, there was no panic or anger on his face, as if he had known this moment before, and looked at him calmly.

Rong Xi pursed her lips tightly to suppress her anger, her fingers clenched until her knuckles turned white, and she slowly relaxed a little for a long time, so far she knew that her guess was correct.

"I told you that that man used to be a general in the Marquis of Wuyang's battalion," he closed his eyes, tried his best to regain his composure, and said in a deep voice, "Now that he has joined the Ministry of Punishment, he is even closer to Liu Yin. The deeper the entanglement."

Lianhua nodded in response to him: "I know."

Those few words made Rong Xi even more angry: "Since you know this, why is it him?"

"Because I don't know why, it's him." Lianhua forcefully gave him a smile, "I have a sense of proportion, you believe me, even if I die, I will never betray my father... Right now Zhou Junyu is just an ordinary person in my eyes, If one day he commits the crime of murdering the prince, I will kill him."

Rong Xi couldn't ask "reluctantly", but with his pretended calm smile, he finally felt speechless.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, as if time stood still.

It took another long time before the resigned voice came again, wrapped in unwillingness: "That's all...you fix the skirts, don't let daddy see."

"it is good."

A small group of wrinkles had been clenched on the lapel, and Lianhua was tightened every inch of it, and a waterfall of hair was pushed to the front of the body to cover up the ambiguous traces.

Half of a piece of pear flower cake on the oil paper was bitten off, and the glutinous candy heart overflowed, making people feel that it was not sweet all of a sudden.He stared at it for a moment, then picked it up and fed it to his mouth.

Rong Xi felt more and more unable to sit still. Although she compromised with him for the time being, she really couldn't accept it, and she didn't know what to blame.The two have been brothers for many years, and when it comes to whether Zhou Junyu is really at odds with the prince, he is even more afraid that Lianhua will be in danger and cannot get out, and it will be difficult to end easily as said in the words.

The word "hand blade" is easy to say, but it is so difficult to practice.

Rong Xichu felt weak, so he turned his eyes to the porcelain crumbs on the ground.

Neither of them mentioned this matter again that day, Lianhua had no appetite, so after swallowing half a piece of pear flower crisps, she washed up a bit, and went to see Li Qingjue with Rong Xi.

Li Qingjue didn't notice the difference between the two of them, he was absorbed in the rumors he heard this morning, and he didn't have a good way to deal with them. He was afraid that the rumors would become worse the next day, so he couldn't take it lightly. Discuss face to face.

At the beginning of Shen Shi, he left for the Zhao Mansion, and at the end of You Shi, Ping Huaizhen came late from the palace, and rushed to Zhao Keyang's Mansion to meet him according to a letter.

The moon was blue and white, and the stars were twinkling. Li Qingjue leaned on the bamboo couch and waited in the courtyard.Although it is not the thick winter, but the moon is still early, and the things used to cool off in summer are a little out of date, and it is slightly cold on his back.

Li Qingjue turned sideways, and the bamboo couch under him made a soft sound, mixed with the sound of footsteps.

He turned his head to look at the entrance of the side courtyard where the sound came from. There were flexible vines wrapped around the circular arch, and occasionally three or two branches hung down long and thin, still showing endless oily green in the dark night. The layman came, raised his hand and brushed away a branch blocking the way, and met his eyes.

Yue Xia's face was not very clear, but Li Qingjue seemed to be able to see the expression in his eyes clearly, seeing that he was walking faster with a strong lovesickness that he hadn't seen for several days.

"It's cold at night, why don't you add a layer of clothing." Ping Huaizhen stepped forward and leaned over to hug him, his palms touched the coolness of his back, and caressed him gently, wanting to hug him back to the room.

Li Qingjue dodged on his side, but pulled him to the side to lie down, and immediately leaned against him, his whole body was suddenly warm.

"Lie down with me for a while," he closed his eyes and fell asleep, buried his head in Ping's neck, "I've been watching the moon for a long time, you should also look at it for a while."

Ping Huaizhen was slightly surprised, because he hadn't heard Li Qingjue speak so softly for a long time, and couldn't bear to refuse no matter what, so he hugged him tightly again, warmed him with his arms, and nodded back "OK".

"I came late today, my father was feeling unwell, and asked me to read the memorial on my behalf."

"It's a good thing." Li Qingjue guessed that he must be busy with important affairs, but he didn't expect that Emperor Hongxuan fell ill, and even handed over the matter of reading the books to the crown prince.However, gossip and rumors in Beijing continued to spread, if those disrespectful remarks reached Emperor Hongxuan's ears, would the crown prince still be loved?

After thinking about it, he said again: "The news of the emperor's illness has spread outside the palace, and I am calling you out of the palace for this reason. Right now, there are so many rumors that 'the new emperor is coming to power', it must be because of the sixth prince's intentions." shed."

Ping Huaizhen was not surprised: "I have already heard a few words from my uncle that the people who spread rumors are just to annoy Long Yan, so that I will be guilty of unfilial piety and disloyalty."

"What does the prince think?"

Li Qingjue moved a few inches away from his neck, raised his eyes to ask, Ping Huaizhen met his eyes when he lowered his eyes for a while, seemed to see through his mind, and asked without answering: "What is Qingjue thinking?"

Li Qingjue frowned: "I think, use your own way to treat your own body. Since rumors are fiercer than tigers, then you should make good use of them."

"Qingjue is exactly as I thought." Ping Huaizhen bowed her head and kissed his brows and eyes, her warm lips touched the slightly cool face reluctantly, and slowly moved to the corners of her lips, and then to the ear corridor, with him Be gentle.

Li Qingjue half-closed his eyes and let him be affectionate, and said in a low voice: "But I have no good plan."

"It's not hard to come up with a good plan," Ping Huaizhen followed the guidance with a smile on his face. Li Qingjue has always been too smart, and it is rare for him to have a bad plan today. At that time, what each family feared most was nothing more than being suspected by the emperor's heart, so the sixth child would use this trick to deal with me. But since I am no exception, so is he, and he wants to use his own way to deal with him. Therefore, we should teach him what is the meaning of sincerity and fear. Qingjue thinks about it, Liu Yin and Marquis Wuyang have been friends for a long time, and the sixth son never dared to have close contact with Marquis Wuyang in front of others in order to avoid suspicion, so... "

The words were clear enough so far, Li Qingjue was enlightened, thinking that the matter that he hadn't understood for a long time could be so simple, he followed his words and continued: "So as long as this dark matter is brought to the light, he will be too busy to take care of himself."

"Well, so smart."

Ping Huaizhen hugged him tightly with a light smile, and silently called the word "Qingjue" over and over again in her heart, her heart was so soft that she couldn't see it.

He loved Li Qingjue's appearance so much, he didn't talk about the past or the future, just being beside him at this moment, talking to him like a gentle breeze, no matter what he said, it seemed that he was only talking about the moonlight and the thin clouds.

This kind of Li Qingjue almost made him forget the treacherous winds and clouds in the court, and even his position as the crown prince and prince.

Fortunately, it is near, Thaksin believes that such a day is not too far away.

At that time, it will really be possible to embrace the moonlight like this at night, listen to the rustling of branches and leaves, and talk about family affairs in small words.