I'm still so majestic

This voice seemed to come from ancient times. It was ethereal and boundless, without sorrow or joy, and it seemed to be close to the ear, and the words were clear.

Yan Ji felt as if he was in a void, surrounded by faint mist, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance. He opened his eyes in a daze, and heard the old voice sound again: "Do you feel happy?" ?”

This voice is like a key, unraveling the mystery hidden deep in the memory, and bringing the forgotten things of the past to the surface again.

Yanji suddenly remembered that it was not the first time he had heard such a voice and such a question.

the first time.

It was the eve of his 24th birthday that year.

It was snowing heavily that day, and he was run over by a car running across the road. He fell into the snow and watched the white snow under him become dyed red. A joyless voice asked him, do you feel happy?

He is not happy.

How could he be happy when his life ended so sloppily before it even started?

So with the last of his strength he said no hoarsely.

From then on, he became Daqi's beloved little prince.

Second and third time.

It was on that night of heavy snow and red plum blossoms.

These two times, once he was burned in a raging fire, and once he was poisoned to death in Xuanjing Palace. Close your eyes, wake up again, and return to the time when you first ascended the throne.

This time, he weighed the court and played tricks, cut off the back road of Yan Zhou and conquered the eight sides, thus deterring the world and leaving his name in history.

He took on the expectations of the emperor and the life and glory of millions of subjects, but he still couldn't survive the night before his 24th birthday.

He was lying on the sickbed that night, thinking that everything would end there, but he heard that voice that was neither sad nor happy, and asked him, do you feel happy?

Think about it, in this life, he has achieved success and fame, honored himself, and deserved the hearts of the world and the people. He should be happy, but at the moment when his life was about to end, Yan Ji found that he had lived like a walking dead for eight years. There is no one who will miss and take care of himself.

He has never even experienced the feeling of loving and being loved, and the word "happiness" is actually a joke to him.

He said no again.

And so there was a new beginning.

And now, it's the fifth time.

He has been thinking about how to end the endless reincarnation, but in the end he found that the rebirth again and again is actually his own choice.

Mixed feelings.

Yan Ji stared blankly at the emptiness in front of him, and recalled the years he had spent in the past bit by bit, desolate, hard work, warm and bright, and when the image in his mind stayed in a pair of gentle eyes, he heard the question again.

"Are you feeling happy?"

Yan Ji laughed softly, his eyes were calm and steady: "Yes"

After the words fell, a spot of light appeared in front of his eyes, and the mist floating around slowly wrapped around Yan Ji's body, gently covering his eyes, and gently caressing him with a gentle gesture.

Yan Ji's consciousness gradually became blurred under this warm caress, and his eyelids slowly closed.

At the moment when his eyes were completely closed.

The light shines from behind.

……

In the eighth year of Daqitianhe, Dongyue thirteenth.

Emperor's birthday.

On this day, all the court officials got up early, prepared congratulatory gifts and headed to Miyagi.

Su Mou got off the carriage in front of the palace city, and saw Jiang Baili and Lin Yin from a distance. He walked over, and Jiang Baili called out with a smile: "Old Su.?"

Su Mou nodded, and a few people around him also gathered around, exchanged greetings, and talked about the emperor's birthday banquet.

"Your Majesty has been on the throne for eight years, and this seems to be the second time to hold a Qianqiu Banquet, but this time it should be a good one, after all, it is a very blessed thing."

"Yes, I heard that His Majesty was seriously ill a few days ago, and stayed in bed for several months. He stopped breathing last night, and the hospital was helpless. Unexpectedly, His Majesty woke up suddenly half an hour later, and the previous illness was healed. This is not a birthday band. What is the joy here?"

"Daqi God Blessed Country, His Majesty is naturally a favored person, this is naturally normal."

"Who says it's not? Your Majesty is fine, so we can rest assured."

"..."

Xuanjing Hall.

Yan Ji leaned on the couch, and looked at the medicine bowl in Xie Wenzhuo's hand with disgust: "I'm already cured, so there's no need for it."

"Not less." Xie Wenzhuo said, "Your Majesty's weakness a few days ago has hurt his foundation. Doctor Zheng said that this medicine should be taken for at least three months... Don't make trouble, just drink it and you will be fine. Don't cry."

Ghosts believe it is not bitter.

Yan Ji glanced expressionlessly at Xie Wenzhuo, who opened his eyes and told nonsense, and stood still. Seeing him like this, Xie Wenzhuo sighed, put down the medicine bowl and held Yan Ji's hand: "...Your Majesty, listen to me Is it okay? There are some things I can't bear the second time."

Yan Ji was taken aback.

He looked into Xie Wenzhuo's begging eyes, and suddenly remembered the time when he just woke up.

It was still dark outside at that time, and the lights in Xuanjing Hall were dim. He opened his eyes and saw Xie Wenzhuo half-kneeling in front of the couch holding his hand, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of despair and numbness that had collapsed to the extreme.

After seeing him wake up, what filled those eyes most was not the joy and happiness of regaining what was lost, but a kind of desolation and fear that was so intense that it could not be resolved.

Yan Ji never wants to see Xie Wenzhuo like that again.

He lowered his eyes, touched Xie Wenzhuo's face distressedly, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down.

Xie Wenzhuo prepared the candied fruit early on, watching him feed it after putting down the bowl, Yan Ji ate a small plate before stopping: "It's really bitter...Okay, let's go."

This Qianqiu Banquet is held in the Shengqi Hall.

Yan Ji didn't want to do it at first, because he thought it was troublesome, but Shao He kept persuading him, even Xie Wenzhuo. Start.

The banquet began and the vocal music sounded.

Yan Ji was tabooed, and most of the things at the banquet could not be touched. Fortunately, the little prince had already been brought back, lying in his arms giggling, so that Yan Ji would not be bored. Three cups, Yanji smiled, and they laughed too, as if it was the happiest time in the past.

The Qianqiu Banquet is over, and it is late at night again.

The drunken people helped each other out of the palace, and the palace city quickly returned to silence.

Yan Ji lay on the couch quietly looking at Xie Wenzhuo's face next to him, his eyes met, no one spoke, just looked at each other, and then held each other's hand tightly.

"That's great." Yan Ji buried her face in Xie Wenzhuo's arms, "I still have a lot of time to love you."

"Also, I cherish you." Xie Wenzhuo added, smiling and kissed him at the end of his eyes, Yan Ji touched the place in front of the quilt with a smile, and curled her lips, "It's a bit uncomfortable to have this mole gone. .”

After he woke up this time, the bright red tear mole at the corner of his eye disappeared together with the pain all over his body.

Yan Ji thought, that mole might be the condensation of his despair and unwillingness for so many years. After several generations, the vermilion settled, giving him countless rebirths chosen by him, and now he has a real new life. Those who have been entangled for so many years The resentment disappeared.

"It looks good too." Xie Wenzhuo kissed again, "Your Majesty looks very good-looking."

Yan Ji was very helpful, and nodded: "Then when do you plan to take such a good-looking me to Nanzhou to see peach blossoms?"

"Wait until it gets warmer, okay?" Xie Wenzhuo said. After finishing speaking, he looked over carefully, with a warm expression on his face, "Not just Nanzhou, we have to go to many places, thousands of mountains and rivers, as long as you think, we will all Look over."

"Okay." Yan Ji leaned over and kissed his lips, and lay down in a good mood after the successful sneak attack, "Then it's settled."

Xie Wenzhuo responded in a low voice, and lay down while holding his hand. Before turning off the lights, Yan Ji turned around and took a peek at him, and happened to see the man's eyes as warm as spring water.

He thought, even if he has seen thousands of rivers and mountains.

And there's nothing better than those eyes.

……

coming year.

In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

This month, Yan Ji entrusted everything to Fu Zhihuai who had not yet had time to leave Beijing, and went to Nanzhou with Xie Wenzhuo.

Nanzhou has beautiful peach blossoms, surrounded by green water, and surrounded by swallows and corridors. It is not as noisy as the capital city, and has its own quiet beauty.

Along the way, many people recognized Xie Wenzhuo and reached out to greet him. Xie Wenzhuo responded with a smile. When someone asked who Yan Ji was, he smiled and squeezed his hand tightly, and said seriously, this is the time I spent together. people for life.

A little embarrassed, but also a little satisfied and happy.

Xie Wenzhuo finally took Yanji back home, saying it was home, but because Xie Wenzhuo was an orphan who grew up eating a lot of food, this house was bought only after he and Yanji confirmed their hearts.

In Xie Wenzhuo's words, you give me a home when you return to Beijing, and I can give you a home when you come to Nanzhou.

These words are both warm and flirtatious. Yan Ji looked at Xie Wenzhuo's smiling face for a while, but he didn't hold back anymore, so he rushed over and kissed him. Xie Wenzhuo held him firmly, enjoying Yanji's rare initiative , This lasted for a long time, and heard a dry cough outside.

"Young people sometimes have to learn to close the door."

The person who came was the patriarch of Nanzhou, Xie Jiuyan.

Xie Wenzhuo was under his tutelage when he was young, and he respected him very much, bowing to the old man: "Zong Zhang."

Yan Ji stood behind him and looked over, his old face was slightly red, and he also called out.

Xie Jiuyan looked at them with a smile, and with a tsk, Yan Ji's face turned even redder. Seeing this, Xie Wenzhuo moved and blocked Yan Ji behind him: "Don't be joking, Zong Zhang, he is thin-skinned, don't terrified him."

Yan Ji calmly pinched his lower back.

Xie Jiuyan raised his eyebrows: "Does this make your heart hurt?"

The latter smiled slightly, assuming the right to acquiesce.

"..." With a mouthful of dog food stuffed, Xie Jiuyan sat down, "You're useless, you can make me feel bad, I suddenly want to eat the fire at Mrs. Li's house in the north, but it's a pity that I can't walk because I'm too old , how about you buy some for the old man?"

Xie Wenzhuo smiled, turned his head to comfort Yan Ji, and walked out.

Only Xie Jiuyan and Yanji were left in the room.

Yan Ji was still feeling embarrassed to be bumped into by the old man because of the shameless and impatient things before, and touched his nose: "Zong Zhang, do you drink water?"

"Don't be cautious, just call me Grandpa Xie." Xie Jiuyan smiled amiably, "Have you married Xie Xiaozi?"

Yanji nodded, and stretched out his hand to pour water for Xie Jiuyan. When he stretched out his hand, the mahogany Buddha beads on his wrist were exposed. Xie Jiuyan saw it and immediately laughed, "He even gave you this, he really is an infatuated child."

"Buddha beads?" Yan Ji looked down, "What's wrong with this?"

"Didn't Mr. Xie tell you? Then the old man should meddle in his own business."

Xie Jiuyan said: "On the day a Nanzhou person is born, a peach tree will be planted in the Zongli. From then on, the most important moment of this person's life will be spent with this peach tree. A few moments will be written on it, and a hundred years will be buried under it. , As for the middle year is the year of reaching the crown, the Nanzhou people will come back and choose the best part of their peach tree to make a peach wood Buddha bead, and whoever it is given to will be the one he will protect with his life, unique."

Yan Ji touched the Buddha beads, his heart felt hot.

Xie Wenzhuo did not tell him this, but after thinking about it carefully, he actually said something similar.

——From now on, I am yours, the only minister.

He pursed his lips and smiled, looking very happy. Xie Jiuyan felt relieved when he saw it, and said: "He has been alone since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot in his life. I think you are also a good boy, and you will be fine in the future. Don't let each other Heartbroken, huh?"

Yan Ji nodded seriously: "I understand."

Xie Wenzhuo walked in from the outside with an oil paper bag, and what he heard was Yan Ji explaining clearly, and smiled: "What do you understand?"

"I understand that you are thick-skinned and unlovable." Xie Jiuyan opened his mouth first, "Huoshao bought it back? You ran so fast, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Xie Wenzhuo lived up to everyone's expectations with a thick skin: "People who have concerns in their hearts are naturally anxious."

Xie Jiuyan, who was stuffed with dog food again: "..."

Xie Jiuyan gave him a disgusted look: "Go, go."

He took over the fire and saw that there was an oil paper bag in Xie Wenzhuo's arms: "What is this?"

"Peach Blossom Cake." Xie Wenzhuo handed it to Yan Ji with a smile, "Eat and see if you like it?"

Xie Jiuyan: "..."

This is not filial!

The old man glared at him angrily, and didn't bother himself, he held Huo Shao and said no, then turned and walked out.

Yan Ji looked at his back and laughed: "Why are you deliberately angry with the old man?"

"How could it be?" Xie Wenzhuo was very innocent, noticing the way Yan Ji was staring at the prayer beads on his wrist, he said, "You know?"

"Yeah." Yan Ji nodded, "Oh, happy, I want to see your peach blossom tree."

"

He smiled so childishly that Xie Wenzhuo couldn't help but soften his eyes, hugged him and kissed him, and said indulgently, "Okay."

Xie Wenzhuo's peach blossom tree is just outside the house, it has grown for 28 years, it is glowing and very beautiful.

Yan Ji touched the tree trunk: "Where is the place where your name is engraved?"

"Here." Xie Wenzhuo took his hand and moved it up, and sure enough, he touched a sunken place. Yan Ji looked at it, and saw his name under the three characters Xie Wenzhuo, which looked much brighter. Xie Wenzhuo's name is quite new, but it has been around for a while.

He turned his head, Xie Wenzhuo smiled softly.

Yan Ji couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and hugged him: "Wen Qing."

"Ah."

"Wen Qing.

"Ok?"

"It's a very, very good thing to meet you. As long as I think that we can go to many places in the future, and we can still talk in such a low voice... or other things, I feel that I am a very lucky person."

Xie Wenzhuo didn't speak, just looked at him.

Yan Ji met his eyes, raised her head and kissed him lightly on his lips, her beautiful peach eyes were full of seriousness and kindness, and said word by word: "I love you."

The person being looked at has eyebrows and eyes that are gentler than the warmest sunlight in the world, Rou Rou looked over, and then responded with the same solemn tone.

"Me too."

There is a gentle breeze at the back, blowing slowly through the peach blossom forest, and the petals are gentle to the touch when they fall on the skin, but it is not one-tenth of the softness of the heart under the tree.

I have gone through many years of time, I have experienced countless thick and heavy despair and loneliness, but from now on, I will have more years to see you, kiss you, hug you, and look forward to you , from now on in every moment of life and love each other with you.

and also.

Cherish each other.

-Finish-

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