Fingers of crossing

The day before the king of Beiyang was going to leave Beijing, there was a torrential rain in the sky, as if it was going to wash the whole palace to a new look, without any dust.

Yang Xuanlin stood in the darkest corner of the entire bedroom, he looked up at the dense rain outside the window, his gaze from a distance was like his side face, silent without any expression.

When Jiang Heng came to the main hall, what he saw was Yang Xuanlin's back standing with his hands behind his back. He silently walked behind Yang Xuanlin and saluted, "King."

Now, although Yang Xuanlin is at a disadvantage as the compromise party, Yan Yilan only kept him under house arrest in the palace, as if she knew well that Yang Xuanlin would not intend to escape, nor would she have any other thoughts.

He lost, losing Yan Yilan, to him, he lost everything.

That being the case, the rest of the losses have become so innocuous to him.

Yang Xuanlin looked lonely, turned around and saw the yellow silk in Jiang Heng's hand, so he reached out to take it, walked to the table and unfolded it to read carefully.After reading the last line of the imperial edict, Yang Xuanlin laughed inappropriately, but the laughter was extremely cold, with a bone-chilling chill.

"King Wu is willing to speak." He closed the scroll again with his backhand, Yang Xuanlin said, and asked with an unpredictable expression: "What about her? What does she want?"

Jiang Heng was slightly taken aback at first, but then realized who Yang Xuanlin was referring to by "she", and quickly replied: "The eldest princess didn't say anything."

Since Yang Guo proposed to reconcile, he naturally wanted to give something to show his sincerity. Even the King of Wu knew to take the opportunity to get a share of it, but Yan Yilan was so stupid that he didn't want anything.

Don't want anything, it seems that Yan Yilan has nothing more to ask for from him.

"Tell her," Yang Xuanlin's heart was extremely dull, and he didn't even realize that his words were low, "The lonely king wants to see her."

The magnolias in Fengyi Palace bloomed and withered. Yan Yilan looked down at the purple and white stamens that had been knocked to the ground by the rain. She couldn't help being fascinated when she heard Biyuan repeating Yang Xuanlin's words behind her. The pupils narrowed slightly, the eyes that always hid the sharp edge were full of innocence at this moment.

"Your Highness," Bi Yuan couldn't help but asked aloud, "Do you need a servant to pass on a message?"

Yan Yilan leaned against the window lattice, she pondered for a moment, and said, "No need."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yilan turned around and walked out of the hall. When passing by Biyuan, Yan Yilan paused her feet, tilted her head and said, "Send the order, the king of Beiyang will leave Beijing at noon tomorrow, and the king of Wu will personally lead the escort."

Biyuan lowered her head and let the way in front of her. When she heard Yan Yilan's order, she nodded and said, "Yes."

Maybe it's because of autumn, the rainy weather is full of haze, like a huge dark gray curtain, shrouded in the mid-air of the palace, making people feel dull and depressed when looking at it, almost want to breathe angry.

Everything in the rain curtain has a hazy meaning. When she first walked outside Yang Xuanlin's bedroom, Yan Yilan raised her head through the pattering rain, and the rain shrouded her body like smoke. A tall black figure stood on the corridor outside the palace.Although his vision is blurred, Yang Xuanlin's face seems to be as clear as engraved between heaven and earth, his brows are stern, and his outline is as deep as that carved by a skilled craftsman.

At this moment, watching Yang Xuanlin through the fine rain curtain, Yan Yilan was in a trance for a moment, time passed so fast, since they met in Yangguo, eight years have passed.

It's a pity that time didn't close their distance, they went farther and farther after all, Yan Yilan never allowed Yang Xuanlin to enter her heart, the only place in her heart other than Yan Guo was so small, just There is only room for one person.

Taking the umbrella from Biyuan, Yan Yilan walked towards the figure alone with the umbrella in her hand. The hem of her clothes lightly swept across the wetland, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed that wherever she went, everything was on fire. Bright and fiery.

Sensing Yan Yilan walking slowly, Yang Xuanlin didn't move, the expression in his eyes was complicated, which seemed obscure in the rain.

Putting away the umbrella, Yan Yilan stood beside Yang Xuanlin, and watched the rain scene outside the corridor with him, the two of them had nothing to say for a while, and they got along so peacefully and silently, thinking about it now, it was a bit strange rare.

"The lonely king will leave Beijing tomorrow." This sentence is naturally a bit redundant, but this is the only opening sentence that Yang Xuanlin can think of. It went down. "After this departure, you and I will never see each other again in this life."

This should have been the result of Yan Yilan's predictions, but after Yang Xuanlin said it, her unruffled heart couldn't help but have waves as the other party's emotions changed.

"Feng Yi," today may have been a farewell, Yang Xuanlin's words have come to this point, but Yan Yilan's silence is still exchanged, such a Yan Yilan, so indifferent, in Yang Xuanlin's eyes, she is almost calm brutal. "You don't want anything, you don't want to say anything?"

Yang Xuanlin's words were very soft and cold, and only by listening very carefully could he discern the deep pain hidden in his tone.Yan Yilan thought about it silently, she really wanted to say something according to the situation, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that nothing was right.

She had already paid off what she owed him back then, and now they have settled their grievances, and she has no more demands on Yang Xuanlin.Even if she wanted to say "Treasure on the road", she couldn't help but feel that it was too pretentious and superfluous.

Thinking in this way, she smiled self-deprecatingly, the laughter was low, but lonely. "Isn't it the best ending for you and me not to see each other again in this life?" Yan Yilan's words were so calm, so rational that she seemed to have no emotion involved.

"Aren't you afraid that the lonely king will raise troops to retaliate against Yan when he returns to Yang Kingdom?" Yang Xuanlin frowned, trying to use the last trick he could think of to get Yan Yilan's attention. Can the King of Wu join forces to resist the Yang Kingdom?"

Yan Yilan shook her head and said, "I don't want the crown prince to be like me, taking over a country that has always been under the control of other countries. Such a king is really useless." All these are just to let the prince understand a truth, for the king, for the country must learn to choose, sometimes compromise is to obtain greater benefits, but more often only self-improvement can win respect.This is true of being a human being, and even more so of governing a country.

This is the last thing Yan Yilan can do for Yan Junyao. On this road to enthronement, she paved the last and most important brick for him.

Yang Xuanlin could already guess what Yan Yilan didn't say, so he couldn't help but look sideways at her, at the woman who stole his heart and soul.Sometimes, he loves her for her beauty, but sometimes, he just hates her for her awe-inspiring character.Even if she can be a little softer in her bones, and occasionally learn to lower her posture like an ordinary woman, instead of carrying the entire Yan Kingdom on her shoulders, then perhaps what awaits them will be a different scene.

It's a pity that these assumptions are meaningless in the end. If Yan Yilan is not Yan Yilan, if she is not the temperament that makes him love and hate, then why would he care about her like this?

Feng Yi, I think the lonely king has blamed, resented, and hated you before, but in the end, he couldn't match the love he had for you from the bottom of his heart, right?Such a liking, so even the hatred has become so impure.

Once he thought clearly, the stagnation accumulated in his chest for many days also seemed to disintegrate, Yang Xuanlin suddenly wanted to laugh, his solemn and solemn eyebrows faded, and he said in a low voice: "Are you really not afraid?"

The instant relief of Yang Xuanlin's tone did not escape Yan Yilan's ears, she followed his gaze back, thought for a while, and actually laughed along with King Beiyang. "I'm afraid. So, I want to ask Beiyang King for something."

It was rare to hear Yan Yilan speak, Yang Xuanlin was more surprised than curious, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want?"

"Naturally, it's a talisman to protect Dayan." In fact, Yan Junyao should have said this to Yang Xuanlin in person, but she didn't know her brother's temperament. Thinking about it, Yan Yilan's charming eyes overflowed with dazzling brilliance, She smiled and said, "Qi Yue."

This is indeed the safest amulet in the world.Qi Yue has a stubborn personality, but her heart is true. She chose Yan Junyao in the vast crowd, so she will keep Yan Junyao in her heart for the rest of her life. Once she marries into Yan Guo, she will definitely assist him and protect him and him with all her heart. His country is complete.

The two countries formed an in-law relationship, and with Qi Yue, Yan Guo is like holding the amulet of Yang Guo in his hand, and Yan Junyao can also sit back and relax and be his Great Yan King with peace of mind.

Yang Xuanlin laughed, deliberately making things difficult: "What if the lonely king doesn't agree?"

"You married my princess Dayan back then, and now that our two countries have settled down, we should reciprocate, you should pay me one back." Yan Yilan paused, then smiled and said: "Besides, I promised Qi Yue, will make her the crown princess of Yan country. Now that I have promised, I must not break my word."

Probably there is only Yan Yilan in this world who can be so reckless. At this time, she dares to ask him these conditions. It seems that Qi Yue is destined to marry, and it seems that he has to give it. There is nothing I can do about my most beloved sister, so why not treat her like this?

Yang Xuanlin said: "Even if Qi Yue becomes the Crown Princess of Yan Kingdom in the future, if the lonely king covets Dayan, he will still lead his troops to attack the city."

"I understand." Yan Yilan still smiled, and the words she said were as free and easy as her smile. "In the future, the country will change hands, and the merits and demerits will be left to the prince to write. Survival depends entirely on his ability. I don't blame anyone."

Seemingly hearing the implication in these words, Yang Xuanlin looked at Yan Yilan deeply, and said, "Are you planning to abdicate?"

"Yan Guo no longer needs me." Yan Yilan looked at the unknown distance outside the palace, she suddenly let out a light laugh, the laughter was mocking and weak. "But don't worry, I still have one thing, I have to ask King Wu first."