sunset fever

During these days, Yan Xiu went to the Suihua Palace several times, and Chen Bizhen was always busy, so he couldn't go to the Taolang Pavilion to see him.Until it snowed heavily on 27, the door god put up a new one. On the morning of 29, someone came here specially to put down the box tied with red cloth. Yan Xiu didn't even comb his hair. Go look inside.

It can be confirmed that it came from the palace, and the emperor has the habit of blessing every year. On a piece of flat red paper, there is a "blessing" written by Chen Bizhen himself. Below it, there is a pair of gilt copper crane inkstone boxes, and a small picture When the shaft is opened, it is the "Celebration of the Years" exquisitely made by the painter; the Nao'e headdress with gold and green dots, a lantern hairpin, and a thing with movable wings-jeweled dragonfly, a box engraved with "Chong "Tian Yan Fu" four characters, unique gold ingots in the palace...

Mo Xia came in, Yan Xiu directed her to go outside, and pasted the "Fu" sent by Chen Bizhen, the door was closed, and the charcoal fire inside was getting hotter, Yan Xiu put the gold ingots back into the box, and then, the rest put everything back.

He took out a plainer coat and inner coat, put them on, and combed his hair again. In the shade of the corner, the snow on 27 has not yet melted, and it will fall again early this morning, but the beginning of spring has passed a few days ago, so the weather is warmer , Let the snow get wet again, and people are soaked in a kind of warm moisture.

Mo Xia came in to serve breakfast. She held a lacquer plate with dim sum dishes in her hand, and when the other servants left, she said, "Does your lord know that Sizhuo Kingdom outside the Qianling Mansion has come in, and Qianling has become a kingdom?" The world of enemies and thieves."

"Where did the news come from?" Yan Xiu asked.

Mo Xia seemed to be in a panic, she immediately lowered her voice, moved closer, and said, "The news from the palace is still suppressed, and not many people know about it. I originally didn't want to tell anyone, but after thinking about it, Your Majesty He is in trouble, if the adults know, they can comfort him."

Rice porridge with glutinous rice was boiled in a porcelain bowl, and there were four small dishes in total, fried salty assorted, sweet sauce nectar, crab race, shredded smoked chicken, Yan Xiu didn’t move the spoon in his hand, he stared at everything on the table, and then Coming out of the sluggishness, he cleared his throat and said, "He must have something to do, I have nothing to do."

The porridge was sweet and too delicate, it couldn't stay on the tip of the tongue, it flowed into the stomach in an instant, half of the mouthful almost choked into the throat, which made Yan Xiu cough a few times, he continued to eat the porridge and said: "I You know, there have been a lot of troubles in Dayan recently, and the people are dangerous and chaotic, so it is no accident that they were invaded, and the dike of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest."

Mo Xia pursed her lips and couldn't say much, stepped forward and picked up the peeled bamboo leaf rice dumplings for Yan Xiu.

"You know, Yangjing is much more stable. Unlike other places, there are many bad things. The lives of the common people are terrible. It is only because of luck that they are safe. When wronged befalls, no one can say a fair word." Yan Xiu said word by word. Breathing out, the breath trembled in the dark, and before he knew it, Zongzi took half a bite, and tears fell heavily on the tablecloth like beans.

Mo Xia didn't see him crying, and just stood quietly at the side. After a while, Yan Xiu ordered: "Go down, I'll eat by myself."

After eating half a bowl of porridge in a row, there was no unique aroma. Yan Xiu went to the bed, looking for something anxiously, then turned around and went to the cabinet to find it. It was the dagger, which was wrapped in black cloth. , is the bright silver light.

When Mo Xia left, he had already closed the door, Yan Xiu stood alone in the empty room, he said softly: "The letter also has its time limit, Wen Moqing's death, Yan Ming's death, Wen Suyue's death, The death of Yan Ruo, the death of the whole family and servants, should be paid back."

Yan Xiu clenched his teeth, and for a moment, he tried to poke the dagger into his heart, but stopped midway.

On Yaotai that day, the cold wind was howling, and the snow was falling. Yan Xiu escaped from Tan Songting's shackles. Naturally, he had nowhere to hide, so he went to the strange Mei Mansion, hiding from unknown pursuers. In the middle of the night, I just saw that gorgeous and deep house.

When a servant came out, Yan Xiu bowed immediately. He was wearing his warm clothes, but he was still shivering from the cold, and said softly, "I'm from Fushan. I want to see Miss Mei. Please pass it on."

The people of Yaotai are unrestrained and enthusiastic, the servants hurried in, helped Yan Xiu in, and waited on the porch, after a while, the servants who were passed on came, and then came a bright young man, he bowed and said: "I am Mei. Qi Yi, elder sister asked me to take you in."

Yan Xiusui followed in, dragging a pair of weak legs, his face was covered with snow stains that were about to condense.

Mei Jibo just got out of bed, her hair was not even tied up, she was wearing a pink shirting gown, she was sitting on the kang, holding a stove in her hand, Yan Xiu wandered here, for a moment she didn't think about asking anything , just greeted him: "Come up and sit down."

There were tears in Yan Xiu's eyes, white lips, and tiredness on his face. He supported the edge of the heating kang with his hands and sat down. Then he slowly raised his head and said, "I came here to travel, and I met bandits. I escaped from the confinement place, I have nothing to worry about, so I can only come to find you."

"It's okay." Mei Jibo got off the kang, put on shoes by herself, she dragged her weak and sick body, talked with the servants, and settled everything, someone helped Yan Xiu to rest in another room, and someone went to prepare Bathing, eating and drinking, there are still people, and the nearby doctor should be invited.

Yan Xiu lay down on the bed in the guest room, Mei Jibo asked the maid to bring a hot handkerchief for Yan Xiu to wipe his hands and face, she said: "I should be able to take good care of you, but my health is not very good, My mother is gone."

As Mei Jibo spoke, she was about to cry, she had never done this before.

"My condolences, you have to take care of yourself." Yan Xiu handed back the used handkerchief.

Mei Jibo was still sitting comfortably and boldly. She lowered her head, inhaled and exhaled again, and sobbed: "'I wanted to talk about the construction of the palace to persecute the laborers, to avenge the poor, but was secretly investigated by the current emperor. He wanted to stop me. Then he took my life lightly, before the shackles came, and seeing that Yu was unyielding, let me go first, so as to achieve the ambition of the people and fulfill my lifelong wish.'”

Mei Jibo raised his hands, wiped away the tears on both cheeks, and said: "This is my mother's last letter from taking poison."

Yan Xiu's teeth seemed to be hanging in the air, and he didn't think about Chen Bizhen's belief or disbelief for the time being. Instead, he saw his childhood self from Mei Jibo, so much understanding, pain, empathy, hatred, and so on. , all accumulated in the throat.

Yan Xiu trembled and asked, "Where did she go?"

Mei Jibo replied in a low voice: "Fanyang Inn in Yaotai, when she died, there was a crane and deer and spring flower vase beside the table, plum blossoms fell everywhere, and so did she."

The Mei residence is comfortable everywhere, and Mei Chengchu has a lot of money, but he failed to bring Wen Moqing back.

Later, Yan Xiu thought, Chen Bizhen was an incomparably shrewd person, and his unreasonable trust in the past was naturally out of obsession, a little arrogant and arbitrary.Yan Xiu was so sad, he felt like sand and stone, oppressed and exploited by the imperial power, from childhood to now.

He sympathized with Mei Jibo, and he was also sympathizing with himself in the past. In the Fanyang Inn, which made his heart feel numb, there was also a shameful incident that made him burn like fire.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Xiu wore brand-new clothes. On the outside was a cloak embroidered with crow green and hibiscus, and on the outside, a fox-fur beige with blue lotus-colored swallow patterns, and on his head was the gift from Chen Bizhen yesterday. Gilt lantern hairpin.

Yan Xiu entered Chongcheng from Youxian Gate, the sound of firecrackers could be heard on the road, the servants wore new clothes, there were red lanterns on the eaves, the snow was about to melt, and the circular water marks on the ground were blurred.

In front of the Suihua Hall, even Zhu Younian was not there, and the servant at Sansao said, "Your Majesty has gone to the palaces and halls to burn incense, and he hasn't come back yet."

So Yan Xiu boldly went in, but no one stopped him. He went to Chen Bizhen's bedroom, took off his girdle, sat down, peeled off the dried fruit on the table, and chewed half of it slowly. He couldn't stay any longer, so he went out again , and the servant said: "My father-in-law, if your majesty is back, if you are free, ask him if he can go to Linjiao Terrace."

The end of the old year seems to be the end of the world in Yan Xiu's eyes. Fiery love and bitter resentment are growing wildly. There will be a family banquet on New Year's Eve. Have a reunion dinner, or Chen Taoshao will also be there.

But Wen Suyue and Yan Yan couldn't spend another New Year's Eve, Yan You's whereabouts were uncertain, Yan Xiu was wandering and scattered, helplessly fell in love with an enemy's son, and fell in love with a monarch who was as ruthless as his father.

Yan Xiu was on the Linjiao Terrace, looking at Chongcheng in the early spring, the wind was blowing on his face, it was no longer so cold.

I don't know how long it took before Chen Bizhen came. He didn't bring anyone with him, not even Zhong Qingming. The clothes on his body may be new and more comfortable, and they should not be the fancy clothes that should be worn when burning incense.

Chen Bizhen was in a bad mood, but he still smiled at Yan Xiu, grabbed his hand with both hands, and said as if showing off, "I didn't bring anyone with me, I was in a hurry to see you."

"How about Qianling?"

After Chen Bizhen hesitated, he replied: "It's not clear yet, we have mobilized our troops to go there, and it should be easy to solve."

"To the south of the Qianling Mountains is Yangjing." Yan Xiu let him pinch his fingers, lowered his head and spoke very lightly.

Chen Bizhen's larynx slipped, he smiled again, and said, "Don't worry, I can handle anything after your New Year's Eve."

A pair of gentle hands can be hidden in the sleeves, and a terrifying knife can also be hidden. Yan Xiu's wrists began to tremble, and he was about to pull out the dagger. At that time, Dayan would be in a ball without any effort Oh no.

Chen Bizhen grabbed Yan Xiu's hand, and suddenly kissed him, and the kiss was on the edge of Yan Xiu's lips. After kissing him, he sighed helplessly, and said: "An accident happened again in Yaotai. Although it is not difficult to suppress it, the hearts of the people are not in harmony. The officers and soldiers Slack."

He was still so young, but he was able to deal with a bunch of complicated bad things freely, his eyes were bleeding from exhaustion, he held Yan Xiu's face again, once again, and kissed his mouth shamelessly.

Said: "If I am here, Yanguo is here."

This time, he didn't call the proud "Dayan", but a serious and ordinary title.

"I'm wearing the hairpin you gave me yesterday."

Chen Bizhen kept kissing Yan Xiu's mouth, and replied: "I haven't looked at it carefully yet, I haven't slept since late at night, and I was still thinking about Qianling when I was burning incense. If the morale ahead is not enough, I will definitely go there myself."

Yan Xiu was a little out of breath, the moment he closed his eyes, tears fell wantonly, he suddenly just hugged Chen Bizhen, and said in a strong nasal voice, "This is not a good idea."

Yan Xiu could feel the extremely gentle smell from Chen Bizhen's body, as well as the just right temperature of his green onions.

Also, the weight of the dagger in his sleeve.

"You can't bear to part with me, are you worried about me?" Chen Bizhen was still happy, happily touching the velvet on Yan Xiu's trousers.

Recently, Linjiao Terrace was always warm, and when they entered, Yan Xiu helped Chen Bizhen undress, Chen Bizhen touched Yan Xiu's sleeve, Yan Xiu immediately stood up, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him.

Chen Bi laughed at him: "Huh? So urgent."

There were firecrackers exploding outside again, there were few people in Chongcheng, but the atmosphere in Ke Nian was only a little more, and the waiters stood still outside without making a sound.

"Just worry." Yan Xiu bit his mouth and replied.

After taking off all the clothes, the monarch bestowed a warm silence on the two of them, thinking about some loose things, Yan Xiu's body smelled very fragrant, it was the scent of ointment that was applied after taking a bath in the morning, he knew his behavior what.

Chen Bizhen pinched Yan Xiu's shoulders, hugged him from behind, and kissed him skin to flesh, and then there were dense smacking sounds, as if someone was lying in a wine jar, his hands and feet were so soft that he couldn't pick it up.

Then, when the lingering was over, Yan Xiu fell into a deep sleep after being kissed on the lips. Chen Bizhen was tired, but he stood up and touched the clothes they had taken off on the couch. Yan Xiu's cloak sleeves were very heavy, and there was a The secret pocket is filled with daggers.

Chen Bizhen knocked the dagger on the wood beside the couch, knocked on its tip with some melancholy, and blew on it self-consciously.

He turned his head and looked at the bed, only to see the slightly fluttering and fallen bed curtains; Chen Bizhen was still wearing his underwear, he hid the dagger back in his sleeve, then turned around and walked slowly to the bed.

Yan Xiu fell into a deep sleep, and his middle clothes were casually put on, revealing a chest with red marks on it. Chen Bizhen pressed his face against Yan Xiu's neck, and Yan Xiu moved slightly, using one hand to touch Chen Bizhen's face and neck.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Chen Bizhen asked gently, but no voice answered him.

Immediately, he felt naive again, and it was really a common thing for the monarch to be worried about his life.

Yan Xiu panted evenly, naked, alone, and defenseless.

Chen Bizhen closed his eyes, he was still leaning against Yan Xiu, and said, "I never thought about it, never thought that you would kill me too."

Feeling down, Yan Xiu didn't wear any pants, and there were still some white wet marks on the cloth beside the bed, which was sticky and cold.

Chen Bizhen felt that his whole body was going cold, and he was in a kind of near-death despair. His mind was confused, and when he put Yan Xiu's waist, he fell asleep unconsciously.

The people standing outside still didn't move. It was cloudy and snowy. The northwest corner of Canghua Garden was wider than other gardens. The houses were built on high gray steps. The sky was wide near the Jiaotai, and the moon could be touched by hand.

Chongcheng is in sight, and it is a good place to watch fireworks.

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