I'm still so majestic

In the last few words, the voice was extremely soft, like a sigh.

Fu Zhihuai vaguely realized what he was going to say, moved his fingers, and there was a trace of panic on his face: "Yan Xiaojiu...don't say it."

Yanji felt a sudden pain in his heart, paused, gritted his teeth and said, "These words are too hurtful, I thought I would never say them in this life, but Mingcheng, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. "

"Before the Taifu didn't enter the capital, you kept avoiding and didn't say anything."

"When the Taifu entered Beijing, you felt pressure in your heart, but you still didn't dare to speak in person. You just wrote such a light-colored sentence on the back of the letter paper. You want me to find out by myself. By then, you will have no way out, so you will be serious." Bring out your courage."

"You have too many things on your mind." Yan Ji leaned forward, "You like me, but you dare not bear the consequences of being with me. You don't want to disappoint Old Prime Minister Fu, and you are not sure if you can afford it." Unable to continue the responsibility of incense, so you are waiting, waiting for others to give you a way out."

"But who can give you a way except yourself?"

"Up to now, Wen Qing and I have settled. You feel sad and unwilling. You took me to the secret room in your study before. Now, you have made these letters and your heart completely clear. .”

"But." Yan Ji looked straight into his eyes, and the aura that had dissipated a little before came back at this moment, "Don't you have the courage to say these words because you know in your heart that everything is gone, so that you can completely let yourself go?" Get relief, feel better?!"

Fu Zhihuai's complexion suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were terrified.

Yan Ji only felt that his heart was being squeezed in the hands of someone, and the pain was dull, but he still said the last words word by word.

"Ming Cheng."

"You are too cowardly."

The words are in the ears, and the words are in the heart.

Fu Zhihuai supported the table with one hand, as if his body had been hit hard, and he was on the verge of falling.

After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "You are right, I am indeed cowardly, I don't have enough courage, and I am delusional that others can give me a way out."

"But, Yan Xiaojiu, how much of what you said today is an excuse?"

He said: "You said that He Ji's love is not in Fengyue, but only in the nostalgia and nostalgia for the dead. I am also somewhat like this. Then how can you be sure that Xie Wenzhuo is not like this?"

"You said again that I'm too cowardly, it's true." Fu Zhihuai gritted his teeth, "But no matter how cowardly I am, I've never been frank and sincere to you, but what about Xie Wenzhuo? He has deep thoughts and is the most dangerous thing. It doesn't bother me at all."

"So, you say that I am too complicated and not simple enough, and it is not an excuse you are looking for, so that you can feel at ease, so how relieved you are?"

There was a sudden silence all around.

After Fu Zhihuai said these words, he stopped talking, his breathing gradually became heavier, and the bewilderment in his eyes became more intense.

Yan Ji looked at him, feeling bitter in his heart for a moment.

Think about it, he and Fu Zhihuai have been together for so many years, and they haven't said any hurtful words, but to this day, they have left a scar on each other's heart.

His bitterness reached his eyes, and when Fu Zhihuai saw it, he couldn't help but pause: "I..."

Yan Ji shook his head, a tired look gradually appeared on his face, but all the words Fu Zhihuai wanted to say were choked in his throat.

Taste it, it is full of pain.

In the silence, Yan Ji lowered his eyes and said softly: "Tianning 26 years, June [-]th, when we parted, I gave you peach wood rings. Three rings, two of which were accompanied by you on your birthday last year The congratulatory gift was given to me, but Wen Qing never mentioned it."

"I've heard you say a lot, things about your youth, things in the past, promises... There are many, many things, but when you think about it carefully, I don't seem to have heard you talk about what we are now and what we will do in the future. "

Fu Zhihuai and He Ji's pupils suddenly shrank.

Yan Ji raised her head: "No matter how good the past was, it is still different from the present. I want peace and happiness in the present and a smooth future. Clinging to the past is not the way I want to go."

"And what I want, Wen Qing once said to me word by word, many times."

Needless to say what happened next, Fu Zhihuai and He Ji both understood.

"As for whether he is scheming or not." Yan Ji said, "The Tai Tuo is really deep-minded, and it is difficult for others to figure it out. I also admit that I can get to this point with him now, and he has some calculations, but this kind of calculation is true. Is there something wrong?"

Fu Zhihuai was taken aback.

Yan Ji continued: "On weekdays, he inquired about my preferences openly and secretly. In summer, I lost my appetite. He went around looking for rare food for me. It was cold in winter, but since he came to Xuanjing Palace, the hand stove brazier has always been thoughtful. It didn't feel cold."

"He knew that I always had nightmares at night, and he kept his face and refused to say it, so he cheekily excused himself to be with me because he was afraid of the dark."

"Knowing that I think too much before going to bed and always have a headache, I tried my best to keep me from thinking too much until the soothing incense works."

"Knowing that I was dull in the past, and then I worried too much, so I took me to many places, red lines, lighting, and a little bit, let Fengyue become a matter of course."

"..."

"Is this calculation wrong?"

A simple question made Fu Zhihuai's heart suddenly dull, thousands of words were frozen in his heart, no matter what, there was no room for him to say it.

In love, calculations originating from itself are never wrong.

And cowardice is to miss the original statement.

Fu Zhihuai closed his eyes, his face became paler, and the eyes of He Ji beside him were also full of panic.

The two remained silent for a long time.

Looking at their appearance, Yan Ji felt a little lighter and a little more empty. He still had a lot to say, but at this time, he felt that there was no need to say anything else.

He stood up, walked straight out of the imperial study room without looking at the two who raised their heads because of his actions.

Outside the study, Er Gouzi carried the little white dog around the plum tree and had fun, while Xie Wenzhuo stood beside him, his eyebrows and eyes becoming warmer against the background of the plum blossoms, and he extended his hand to him with a smile: "Your Majesty, let's go back."

Looking at him, Yan Ji felt that the lingering gloom in his heart gradually dissipated with his smile, so he also laughed, stepped forward and put his hand on his palm, and rolled his eyes.

"it is good."

……

An hour later, Shao He reported that Fu Zhihuai and He Ji left the imperial study.

When he spoke, he wanted to speak but stopped several times, with a look of impatience on his face. Although Yan Ji didn't ask, he could still imagine what they looked like at that time.

But he can't afford to pay for things in Fengyue Field, so he can't leave extravagant expectations for others. At this point, he has no regrets, and the ending depends on his own luck.

Thinking of this, he sighed, closed his eyes and leaned on the couch, Xie Wenzhuo looked at him, and reached out to rub his brows: "Don't frown."

"Don't wrinkle." Yan Ji smiled, reached out and pulled his hand down to hold it, just about to say something warm and atmospheric, when someone hooked his palm, Xie Wenzhuo's voice rang in his ears with a smile Side, "If you have time to think wildly, why not think about what posture to use at night."

Yanji: "..."

So all the sentimentality that filled my heart just vanished into thin air.

Yan Ji sighed: "Shall we be a decent cut-off sleeve?"

"Huh?" Xie Wenzhuo looked innocent, "Isn't the minister serious enough?"

He paused, his eyes turned on Yanji, and he touched his chin and smiled, "If your majesty feels that the minister is not serious enough, then wait until night...um."

The last word is very meaningful.

As soon as the Yanji chrysanthemum tightened, she subconsciously stepped back. As soon as she moved, she felt that this was too embarrassing and she must not do it. She raised her eyes and smiled: "Wait until evening, maybe the first one who can't bear it, It's Tai Fu."

Xie Wenzhuo's eyes lit up instantly.

It was only then that Yan Ji remembered that the person in front of him had an outrageously thick skin, and he was not someone who could be easily teased, so he immediately felt that walking was the best policy.

However, it was too late.

Xie Wenzhuo smiled and leaned over to press Yanji on the bed, and blew hot air maliciously in his ear: "Your Majesty is right, I just think about it on weekdays, and I feel that I can't control it, and I can finally touch it in person at night, so I will naturally accept it." Can't live."

He smiled, lowered his head and licked Yanji's neck: "That's good."

Taifu Xie, who turned on the provocative mode, was so rogue, feeling the warmth on his neck, Yan Ji couldn't help shrinking, and his heart beat faster.

No way... let's start now.

He was a little scared.

Yan Ji held his breath and buried his face in the bedding.Xie Wenzhuo looked at his ostrich posture, smiled softly, put his arms around his waist and hugged him: "Okay, let's go eat first."

Yan Ji was a little unaccustomed to the sudden seriousness of Mrs. Xie, he looked over hesitantly, and saw that the latter's expression had not changed, she was a little relieved, got up and went to the bed, and when she was about to walk to the door, she faintly heard a murmur behind her.

"...Eat well first, and then you can try out the poses you like one by one at night, um...that's great..."

"..."

Yan Ji didn't want to say anything anymore.

This dinner was probably the most painful one Yanji had ever had.

Whoever is eating is probably not going to feel any better if someone looks at him with an idiotic face next to him.

He mentioned it to Xie Wenzhuo a few times, and the latter bowed his head obediently, but the eyes that Yan Ji occasionally touched were undisguisedly hot.

Under such sight, no matter how stupid Yanji was, he knew that he would not have a good time at night, so he slowed down unconsciously. Can you take it easy and change a bowl for him.

But even if you eat slowly, there will be an end.

After dawdling like this for half an hour, in the end there was no room for further delay, Yan Ji looked at Xie Wenzhuo, and gently put down the bowl, when the bottom of the bowl fell on the table, his waist tightened, and he was hugged by the waist , walked straight towards the Piandian Yuike.

Walking into the Yuchi, the clothes were quickly untied and fell to the ground. Yan Ji was stunned, the cool wind lingering on the exposed skin for less than a moment, before being hugged and immersed in the warm water of the pool.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and looked at Xie Wenzhuo, who looked at him with a smile, his facial features were reflected by the water vapor in the pool, soft and blurred, but his eyes became brighter and hotter.

Xie Wenzhuo lowered his head and touched his forehead: "Your Majesty."

Yan Ji was a little uncomfortable, hummed in a low voice, then looked at Xie Wenzhuo and smiled, kissed his eyes, stretched out his hand to brush hot water on him, and touched his skin lightly with his fingers from time to time, slowly moving down , indifferent.

Ambiguous and subtle, yet seductive to the extreme.

Yan Ji turned his head back, the roots of his ears were very red, Xie Wenzhuo saw it in his eyes, he didn't point it out, but his hands moved a lot faster.Yan Ji let him move without stopping him at all. A quarter of an hour later, Xie Wenzhuo picked him up again and walked out of the imperial pool, wiped off the water droplets on his body carefully, and returned to the inner hall.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, he fell into the soft mattress.

Xie Wenzhuo half-kneeled on the couch, put his hand on Yanji's ear, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, are you cold?"

They had just come out of the Yuchi, their bodies were not covered, although they were not cold, they couldn't get warmer there either.Yan Ji didn't answer him, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt on the side, and just moved, his hands were held by someone's fingers and pressed on top, Xie Wenzhuo lowered his head, and the dark light in his eyes flowed: "Your Majesty, today's step At this step, there is really no room for regret, do you understand?"

It's as if there's room for regret if you don't take this step.

And...for the sake of seeing each other with sincerity, is it really good to talk so much?

Yan Ji raised the corner of his eyes to look at him: "Come closer."

Xie Wenzhuo leaned over as he said, and Yan Ji clung to his ear. After laughing in a low voice, he deliberately lowered his voice: "If you want me not to regret it, then you have to be careful, don't make me hurt, if it hurts... But there really won’t be a next time.”

Xie Wenzhuo's eyes were filled with scorching heat, and the eyes he looked at Yan Ji were so bright that it was unreasonable.Yan Ji felt soft in his heart when he looked at him like this, and he relaxed his body and lay down: "Also, I like rose ointment, so don't confuse it."

Before the end of the words dissipated, the lips were completely sealed, stayed for a long time, paused for a while, and then the kiss fell on the body like a storm, leaving little by little ambiguous and clear traces.

Yan Ji couldn't stand it any longer, lying on the couch panting, the sound rang in the hall, it was undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac, Xie Wenzhuo let go of his hand, the kiss continued, from the collarbone to the chest, and then to the lower abdomen, slowly descending , In the end, a little dark color was left on the inner thighs.

Yan Ji put his arms across his eyes, not daring to look at Xie Wenzhuo's expression. After a while, Xie Wenzhuo stopped for a while, stretched out his hand to remove his arm, held it, then went down again, and licked the place where he kissed just now. .

Yan Ji couldn't help trembling.

Xie Wenzhuo laughed lightly, his voice hoarse: "Your Majesty, do you like it?"

Yan Ji couldn't help but blushed, and nodded.

He was so magnanimous that Xie Wenzhuo was stunned, then laughed and bowed his head again.

The warm touch was wrapped in the heat, Yan Ji paused, his legs tightened suddenly, Xie Wenzhuo had no scruples, sometimes gentle and sometimes domineering, Yan Ji had just tasted love, how could he bear such treatment, and soon gave the first bit of spring water offered it.

He was panting, sweat dripping from his brow.

Xie Wenzhuo leaned forward, looked at him, the love in his eyes was clear, kissed him on the lips, and took out the rose ointment that had been hidden from the pillow with both hands: "Your Majesty..."

Yan Ji didn't start, and hummed in a low voice.

Xie Wenzhuo sealed his lips again, dipped his hands in rose ointment, and poked his lips little by little.Yan Ji wrapped his arms around his neck, with his eyes closed, his senses became clearer, and slowly, it became hotter and hotter.

He floated in this heat for a long, long time, and finally, he heard a low and hoarse voice from above again: "Your Majesty, from now on, we will have each other for the rest of our lives, no matter how many years, we will never let go."

Yan Ji opened his eyes to look at him, closed them again, and smiled lightly: "Okay."

Xie Wenzhuo leaned over and kissed him reverently at the end of his eyes, and slowly kissed him down.

It was full of spring.