sunset fever

It rained in the middle of the night, listening to the sound of water falling through the leaves in front of the window, Chen Bizhen was waiting in the Huaiqing Palace, he saw a room coming in, so he asked again: "Are you back?"

"Slave is thinking about it soon."

"How can you let her go out alone? You wait for the servant to go to the courtyard to receive the punishment immediately, and give her thirty slaps."

Chen Bizhen was really angry secretly, he couldn't read the foreign language history books in his hand, he sat on the couch in the dormitory, at this moment the whole room saluted and left, and led the maids and servants to clap their hands in the rain.

Afterwards, she exchanged for Chen Bizhen a cup of hot water, a cup of weak tea, and made the brazier more prosperous.

When Qu Yao entered the door, Chen Bizhen was sitting in front of the lamp, he raised his eyes, looked at Qu Yao with a slightly dark look, and asked her: "Where did you go?"

"I got lost in Shaoshan, and I just came back." Qu Yao was soaked through, but she didn't look depressed. She took off her cloak, and put a clean bright yellow thin cashmere blouse on any room.

Chen Bizhen put the book in his hand together and asked, "Why did you go to Shaoshan?"

"Nothing, let's go for a walk."

She was shivering from the cold, her mouth was full of uncontrollable smiles, and the hair hanging on her shoulders was still dripping with water. Someone in the room boiled the hot water and came to take off Qu Yao's clothes.

The waitress at the side was holding pajamas and warm robes, and someone stoked the fire even more vigorously. The ginger soup was put into the pot earlier, and now it has been brought and placed on the low table on the top of the couch.

Chen Bizhen looked directly at Qu Yao, without asking further questions, he said, "I will rest here tonight."

"Let's rest."

The servant opened the screen in another part of the room, and brought in a lot of boiling water, mixed with cold water. Qu Yao went to take a bath, and Chen Bizhen wanted to undress. There were some names between him and Qu Yao, some hair knots, and some smoothness. Also peeled off the relationship, there are many unknown days.

Qu Yao was probably flustered at the end of the day, so she didn't refute Chen Bizhen's request to stay overnight. The hot mist came from the side of the screen and scattered everywhere, flowers leaked, and some herbs floated on the water, and her nose was full of fragrance.

Chen Bizhen stepped on something sodden, he picked it up, and found that it was a neatly tied straw carp with a red tassel tied to it.

After a while, Qu Yao came out, she was warm after washing, so she was only wearing her pajamas, her round neck exposed half of her neck, she came to Chen Bizhen and said, "It's hot after washing."

He took another roomful of ginger soup and drank it.

"Did you leave Chongcheng today?" Chen Bizhen asked.

The soup is sweet but slightly pungent, Qu Yao frowned, then raised her eyes slowly, and said, "I told you, it's in Shaoshan."

The carp plaything was still soaked, so Chen Bizhen ordered the maid at the side to bring it, and he said, "This is something outside the palace. Who did you go with?"

"I went alone. I held back for a long time. You often go out, so naturally you don't understand my difficulties."

"There is no old love and bond between you and me. Naturally, there is no need to make up lies to deceive. Jianfang is waiting outside, and I will not stay." Chen Bizhen whispered, his face was naturally ugly, he left after speaking, went outside the hall, and Jianfang Let's go back to Suihua hall together.

The rain was still pouring down, and two servants in front of them lit up lanterns. Chen Bichen and Jianfang were each under an umbrella. They walked for a long time without saying a word. The night had already reached the deepest part of the night. It's gone.

The colorful stone road under the feet was drenched with water, and it was as bright as oil in the lamplight.

What filled his ears was the sound of rain, which was the combination of manic "crack" and light "tick". Chen Bizhen paid attention, only to see a black shadow flying in front of him, fanning a big gust of wind, and using a knife to smash the two together. The servant stabbed.

For a moment, Jianfang discarded the umbrella, and stepped forward to bear the man's profound kung fu; the sharp knife was like water, dancing with silver light at night, several moves focused on Jianfang's weak point, Chen Bizhen immediately dodged a stab, and turned around to deal with him several times .

The lantern fell and was burnt out of the hole by the candle, and it was completely extinguished in the rain. Chen Bizhen kicked the man in the chin with his foot.

The sound of fighting was not loud, but it attracted the guards who were standing guard nearby.

"Jianfang, how are you?" Seeing the man running away and hiding in the rainy night, Chen Bizhen immediately turned around to look at Jianfang who was lying on the ground. Two lanterns came around, and he saw Jianfang's bloody right arm.

Beside him was the imperial army holding an umbrella for Chen Bizhen, and the two servants were lying in the water all over the ground, the smell of blood washed away the fragrance of the dust, from a distance, this place was just a dim bright spot in the rain and fog.

"I'm fine, I didn't bring an assassin, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Jianfang said.

It was the day when all the ministers took a bath, and Chen Bizhen stayed up all night. At this time, after taking a bath, he was lying in the bed tent, and the servant outside said that Zhong Qingming had come.

He saluted, and with a deep nasal voice, he greeted: "The minister was drinking too much today, and I heard that His Majesty was in danger last night, so I couldn't come in time."

"There is nothing wrong with you, it's just that Jianfang is recuperating recently, and you need to be busy."

Chen Bizhen was covered by the thick bed curtain that sheltered from the wind, and his cheeks were warm as he lay down. He ordered: "Get back."

Zhong Qingming said, "Lord Yan is here."

It is said that people like Xiu Mu and Yan Xiu who don't like to enter the palace have no reason to come here. Chen Bichen got up and threw the curtains aside, sitting in the warm quilt, with a clean face and a beige silk satin suit. Pajamas.

Yan Xiu stood behind Zhong Qingming for a long time. He originally had a cold expression, but was amused by Chen Bizhen, and then turned his face to put the smile away; Zhong Qingming stepped back, Yan Xiu sat on the stool in front of the bed, and said, "You It’s really amazing, what are you running around in the middle of the night, Mr. Jian sent someone to find me, his own wounds are being taken care of by the deputy envoy, I’m afraid you will get sick from fright.”

Chen Bizhen was reserved and didn't make any expression. He glanced over, then smiled and said, "The dark guard came early in the morning and said that you went to the brothel last night."

"so what?"

"No way."

Yan Xiu said coldly: "Your Majesty's national law allows it to exist, so I will go as soon as I go."

Chen Bizhen sat comfortably on the bed, leaned back, looked at Yan Xiu with his feet up, and said, "Having fun is a good thing, but running away is a bad thing. You just underestimate me, and you think you can escape from the clutches of the hidden guards."

Only then did Yan Xiu realize that Chen Bizhen was stretching his hand under the pillow, and as he spoke, he squeezed out two beads, handed them to Yan Xiu, and said, "If you sell them, it's fine, you're just throwing them away." Yeah."

"Things outside the body."

"This is my heart."

There was a sharp sword in Chen Bizhen's eyes, capable of threatening threats. He lay on the bed and spread his slender and strong hands in front of Yan Xiu. He was like a tiger or a wolf, like an oppressor in all the worlds.

Others seem to have to contain his so-called heart without any scruples.

Chen Bizhen calls "I" when he is naughty and happy, and "Zhen" when he needs majesty. He is not stupid, and he is calm and has thousands of cities. He is not afraid of death, and he does not reject the power he has and will have.

At this time in the tent, he is a child who cares about small things.

Yan Xiu was clean and neat, wearing a blue cloak and silver hairpin, he didn't panic, or he didn't panic on the face.He stretched out his hand, held Chen Bizhen's wrist, and said, "Your Majesty, I dare not hand over my heart arbitrarily."

After listening to the pulse, Chen Bizhen had looked at Yan Xiu for a while, and suddenly said: "You are so comfortable."

"If you are not a monarch, you will be more comfortable, but people are born with their own responsibilities, and you should not be greedy for fun."

Chen Bizhen still held up the pearl like that, he said: "I have suffered for the government, and I want the people to live well, but I still don't have a good reputation."

After the young man said this, he pursed his lips and smiled, but his expression was full of sadness.

He said again: "They are the same as you, saying that I am a tyrant. Those who are far away from the border say it, and those who are close to Yangjing also say it."

"You grew up in the palace walls since you were young. You have no worries about food and clothing, you have never worked hard, and others benefit from you. Because of your taxes, everything goes wrong. Naturally, you will be blamed. Everyone is selfish. The people are so, so are you."

Yan Xiu didn't want to coax him, and knew that this matter would not be completely reconciled. Besides, Chen Bizhen was only seventeen years old, so he was naturally not the most mature and thoughtful.

Chen Bizhen pressed his cheeks on the mattress as if he was discouraged, he hummed softly, and said, "I understand, I'm just not happy."

"Your Majesty, you locked me in that beautiful cage in the Taoyuan Pavilion, and you didn't let me go, and you never cared about my pleasure. Now that you think about it, it's all right, where is it not living? I won't be desperate to escape, can you Withdraw those hidden guards."

Chen Bizhen was silent for a while, and replied: "Okay."

"I'm leaving first, and I'm leaving."

Yan Xiu got the advantage and wanted to leave, but Chen Bizhen got out of bed to stop him, put on his coat again, and said: "Take a rest today and relax, can you play chess?"

"Do I look stupid?"

"No," Chen Bizhen was still tugging at Yan Xiu's sleeve, hesitating for a moment, "No, the attendant is the most intelligent person from the land of beauty, he can recite poems, ride horses, and even save people Life."

Immediately, a servant came to set up the chessboard, and the two went to sit on the warm couch, drinking slightly bitter tea.

Chen Bizhen asked him: "Is this Yangjing's trick?"

"Fushan is also this way, and there are people everywhere who are this way."

"I met King Liuqian yesterday," Chen Bizhen said while holding a white ball, "he was probably displeased with my warning at that time, so he didn't say much."

Yan Xiu seemed to be scolding him, saying: "You did something without thinking."

"You don't understand, there are too many battles in the court, and no one can take care of everything. You and him have nothing to do, but you always come and go with me—"

"Do you doubt me?"

"I fear for your safety."

After Yan Xiu heard what he said, he lifted the lid of the teacup and took a sip. The two of them met their eyes, and Chen Bizhen continued: "People here are very dirty, so am I."

Yan Xiu swallowed the hot tea.

"But you are not." After Chen Bizhen finished speaking, he straightened his back.

"Me too." Yan Xiu spoke softly, watching the chess game in front of him, with a smile on his lips, and after a while, he put down the sunspot in his hand.

The two played chess until lunch, and they were too lazy to make a big move, so Chen Bizhen sent someone to set up a round table in the room, and ate some delicate dishes that were ordered immediately.

As if entertaining guests, Chen Bizhen actually served Yan Xiu soup himself, he said: "It smells like medicine, it's angelica and black-bone chicken."

"Eat more fish," Yan Xiu said while picking up vegetables for Chen Bichen, "Eat more meat, too, or you won't be able to grow any longer. You are still young."

Said it was too small, and discredited the monarch, Chen Bichen suddenly gritted his teeth, stuck his chopsticks on the vinegared meat, stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, and said while chewing, "I like meat."

Yan Xiu buried his face in a smile, the two chatted about some gossip and teased each other, and finished the lunch for the day.

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