sunset fever

A few days later, the war did not stop, causing chaos in the city, and when the news spread to all the provinces in the country, it added a lot of panic, the rebels took the opportunity to act, and the invaders became more rampant.

On the tenth day of the lunar new year, the team of Chen Mixie and others finally approached the gate of Chongcheng one after another. The millet was sold at a high price, and the poor and lonely people were either oppressed by accidents, or starved and feared, and were about to die.

It was a dusk when the setting sun was thin and rouge.

It was different inside and outside Chongcheng, those maids and maids still listened to discipline and served people in a polite manner. Even though everyone knew it well, no one dared to flee to the city gate to die.Chen Bizhen was dressed in a neat plain shirt with arrow sleeves today. He was walking ahead, only Zhong Qingming followed him the whole way. Five days later was the Lantern Festival, but there were still lanterns hanging in the palace that had no time to dismantle after New Year’s Eve. The wind and snow made it slightly dilapidated.

Chen Bizhen was walking fast, jumping down from the low steps, ignoring the posture that the monarch should have. He walked through the garden palace and went all the way to the Huaiqing Palace. There was no one guarding that place. When he entered the yard, he saw the In the broom room, she opened her black round eyes, glanced at the door twice, and then knelt down.

Chen Bizhen didn't even listen to the greeting from the other room, he skipped her and ran towards the hall, walking up two steps at a time, pushed the door open without hesitation, and shouted loudly: "Queen!"

Qu Yao seemed to have just put on her clothes, she came out from the inner room, her hair was simply combed, ready to salute, but Chen Bizhen grabbed her arm vigorously, Chen Bizhen ran in a hurry, two strands of hair were beside her ears, Panting, he said: "The rebels are about to invade, and there are many causes and effects that are too late to explain."

Chen Bichen swallowed, probably to moisten his thirsty throat.

"En." Qu Yao nodded hurriedly.

"You have to leave now, don't wait for anyone, don't be reluctant, don't hesitate, otherwise, there may be no chance of survival."

Admitting the invasion and decline is such a sad thing, before Chen Bizhen finished speaking, his voice began to tremble slightly, and he squeezed Qu Yao's forearm with both hands so painfully.

"Yes."

The touch seemed to come too fast, the person that Qu Yao still hated because of the grounding, suddenly rushed in hastily and heroically, saying that she was going to let her live.

Qu Yao's tears flowed down her cheeks, two neat drops.

Chen Bizhen looked down, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then looked into Qu Yao's eyes again, and said pleadingly: "Also, if you can, please take Princess Jinglan out, wherever you want, and never come back, She's only fourteen, and she has a long way to go."

Qu Yao sobbed and asked, "What about the Queen Mother? Will she go?"

"The queen mother doesn't want to leave, and it's useless for anyone to persuade her, so I can only entrust it to you." Chen Bizhen's eyes were red, perhaps because of fatigue, anger and sadness, Qu Yao immediately called a room in loudly.

Say, "Help me pack some warm clothes, I have to go."

"You don't need to prepare gold and silver. Yiyi is waiting for you at Shaoshan. Someone will lead you out through a secret road. The carriage, coils and dry food are all ready."

Qu Yao closed her eyes and nodded with tears in her eyes, then asked softly: "Then why don't you run away?"

"Live and die together with the city," Chen Bizhen replied with a sigh, with a smile on his desolate expression, "I am the emperor..."

For the last time, Qu Yao knelt down to Chen Bizhen and kowtowed to him. When the candle light flickered, she remembered the first kneeling at this time of newlyweds. Re-acquainted with Chen Bizhen.

Love has not yet arisen, thinking and understanding are different, but it does not hinder admiration or ice breaking.

"Can I bring—"

"up to you."

When Chen Bizhen answered, he had already turned his back. He wanted to leave here and continue to face the danger of ignorance. When he left the hall, he saw that the "Fu" written by himself on the door had been torn apart by the wind, leaving behind the hanging, A few strips of faded paper.

The dusk is completely gone, and the cool night comes.

Not half an hour later, Qu Yao changed into warm and convenient clothes. She saluted with a small bag on her back, and only went out for half a step, when she suddenly turned her head and said to the room behind her, "My chicken blood pearl."

One room understood, still in tears, then turned around and entered the room, opened the gold-painted cabinet, and came out with a black wooden box.

"It's like leaving a thought related to Chongcheng," Qu Yao burst into a smile. With tears in her eyes, she took a deep breath and said, "One room, don't stay here."

A room cried: "Your Highness, we will meet again."

"Definitely." Qu Yao nodded.

People went to the darker place and turned back on the flat ground under the steps. On the last side, the room did not hear what Qu Yao said, only that she was walking in disorder, and with expectations and worries, she went to the life she always wanted to go. ...

King He's Mansion is always safe and quiet, and has nothing to do with the recent turmoil in the downtown area.

The night was even more quiet, Yan Xiu took the pulse of Chen Mao who was ill again, and gave some instructions for attention. After the chat, he said goodbye to Chen Mao and went to the courtyard where he lived temporarily.

There are stone steps under the room, and the railings on the side are full of complicated and noble carvings. Yan Xiu sat on the steps comfortably, wanting to look up at the unfulfilled moon. He was wearing mainly blue clothes, Decent and elegant, there is a kind of clear and ethereal beauty.

Rao Yanluo came suddenly, and behind him was a servant holding fruit. The servant put the things away and stood guard outside the courtyard. Rao Yanluo said, "Go in, the night is cool, and my legs hurt from blowing too much."

Yan Xiu had already stood up, so he nodded, and then went in with Rao Yanluo, the room was warm, and there was a thick carpet specially made in foreign regions, so he could sit down on the floor, and there were food, drink and incense on the small table copper furnace.

After sitting down, Rao Yanluo stretched out her scissors to cut the candle wick. She looked down and said slowly in an old voice: "I'm flustered about Chongcheng today, so I can't sleep well."

"Let me make a prescription for the princess." Yan Xiu said.

"Okay," Rao Yanluo said, "If the situation is not serious, I will ask my servants to grab the medicine."

Yan Xiu also stared at the lamp, saw the sharp blades of the scissors, and saw the red and yellow flames. He bit his lower lip and let it go after a long time. Xiang', I'll pack some money for you later."

"Of course that's good, thank you."

It is not a formal occasion, so there is no need for too much etiquette. Rao Yanluo leaned casually on the soft cushion, and Yan Xiu sat with his knees lightly hugged. Worry……"

"what?"

"Princess, don't blame me for talking too much, I just want to know what's going on in Chongcheng."

Rao Yanluo answered him: "Chongcheng has not been breached, and the people who came to report said that it is still strictly defending."

Yan Xiu gripped the teacup tightly, he frowned slightly, and then said: "If it is breached, what will happen?"

People have been immersed in the fake security for a long time, and in an instant, they went from gentle to collapse. Rao Yanluo thought about it for a moment, then she suddenly closed her eyes, her slightly wrinkled lips trembled, sighed, and said: "I don't know."

She is shaking her head gently.

"I should be glad that you took me in."

"No one dares to move here, you can keep it at ease," Rao Yanluo said, "You can live forever."

Yan Xiu buried his face even deeper, and said: "In the future, I don't know how the country will change, I don't know the safety of Chongcheng, and I don't know where to go...Your Majesty, at least he can save his life, right? "

Only then did he move his gaze and look at Rao Yanluo. He asked carefully, without considering whether he might offend him. His originally cold eyes were stained with a kind of coldness and gentleness, and the fundus of his eyes was red.

"Someone will take care of him."

"I at least..." As soon as he spoke, his brows frowned, Yan Xiu couldn't help crying, but he couldn't hold back, he choked up and said, "At least take the risk to see him once."

That's it, it's over.

Yan Xiu understands that maybe he wants to be a person who worries about the country, maybe he needs to understand the sufferings of the people, maybe he should take risks at this time to save the lives of seriously injured officers and soldiers... But he can't tell the lie to himself, what he cares about the most is Chen Bizhen.

As the night deepened, Rao Yanluo said goodbye and left. Yan Xiu was in the house preparing to take off his clothes. Suddenly, he heard the courtyard door outside opened. There was no voice or footsteps. Yan Xiu hurried out, only wearing a pair of clothes. A very thin linen robe, the wind blowing on the face, piercing the eyelids slightly cool, a few lanterns, the wooden door is lightly opened, time has slowed down, and the breath is the fragrance that should be in early spring.

Chen Bizhen was wearing a deep silver-gray satin jacket, with a black and silver-embroidered belt binding his slender waist. He was as tall as a tree, handsome and fresh, and his hair was fluttering in the helpless air current; Next, raised his face and said: "What are you waiting for, let me in and sit."

Yan Xiu panicked, "Please, please."

Chen Bizhen smiled suddenly, and stepped up the steps a few steps. Excited, he wrapped his arms around Yan Xiu's waist with the archery arms of a royal horse, and hugged him up.

The hem of the blue robe was flowing, and it suddenly left the ground like that, swaying twice in the wind.

"Have you eaten tonight?" Yan Xiu asked.

"I haven't eaten yet. After discussing with some generals, I came here quietly," Chen Bizhen let Yan Xiu stand, but his arms were still around his waist; his face was put on Yan Xiu's shoulders, arched like a child, and said softly, "No need to eat."

Yan Xiu couldn't say anything for a while, he let Chen Bizhen hug his waist, he stood upright, his expression was also indifferent, after silence, he suddenly chuckled, and whispered: "Go in and sit for a while, I'll go nearby and buy some supper for you .”

He was full of worries, but Yan Xiu pretended to be calm. He couldn't allow himself to be selfish at this moment, bursting out with too turbulent emotions. He raised his hand and stroked Chen Bichen's back.

Said: "Be more obedient."

Chen Bizhen was so tired that he leaned against Yan Xiu and almost fell asleep. He suddenly spoke, but he didn't respond to Yan Xiu's words, and said in a slightly low voice: "I never told you, I really, really like— —”

"me too."

"I can't save anyone, so I'm going to tell you everything I need to say." Chen Bizhen grabbed Yan Xiu's wrist, turned around and dragged him into the room.

The light flickered, the color was bright yellow, the carpet was soft, Chen Bizhen was sitting there, Yan Xiu also knelt down and poured tea for him.

"The tea is not too hot, I'll ask someone to bring in another pot."

Chen Bichen only drank the tea, and drank it in two sips. He put down the cup, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, let's have another cup."

A man with disheveled hair and clear water stains on his cheeks, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Xiu, and found that Yan Xiu looked at him with pity, worry, and burning eyes.

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