sunset fever

Yan Xiu pointed Xiao Tanqing to look for Mrs. Du, and asked her to help find a close servant, so he was brought here early in the morning, looking young and strong, and smart, he greeted her in the hall. , Xiao Tanqing took him to the courtyard.

Chen Bizhen just got up, holding tea and standing by the side of the flower pond, he frowned, his eyes were blinded by the sun, he stared at Xiao Tanqing for a while, and asked, "Is Kong Qing here?"

"Kong Qing is breastfeeding, Mr. Chen, his face hurts from the sun, let's go into the room and talk." Xiao Tanqing led him in, and asked casually, "Is he there, Mr.?"

Yan Xiuxiu was practicing calligraphy before the case, he didn't go to Nanpu hall today, originally planned to take Chen Bizhen for a walk in the street, and to go to the theater at night.Yan Xiu was wearing a cloak with mottled bamboo patterns, the light blue reflected the dark green. He put down his pen, and Xiao Tanqing hurriedly said, "My lord, here comes the man. I used to do it in someone else's house, and later I served her at Eldest Sister Du's natal house." My dear father, very reliable."

The servant hurriedly asked Chen Bizhen and Yan Xiu how they were, and said they were called Chaoci.

"I believe what Mrs. Du said." Yan Xiu took the silver from the purse and rewarded him, and said, "This is Mr. Chen. I'm usually too busy, so you have to take care of everything about him. He usually lives here with me." .”

Chao Ci replied: "Yes, Young Master, Young Master Chen."

After talking about the salary and other things, Chao Ci followed Xiao Tanqing to settle down in the residence, and after Chen Bizhen took a sip of his tea, he suddenly grabbed Yan Xiu's hand and pleaded softly: "I want to see Kong Qing. "

Seeing him laughing, Yan Xiu couldn't help wanting to laugh too, but she still tensed up and threatened him, saying, "You're not her mother."

Yan Xiu slapped his nose, Chen Bizhen followed him, the two went to the yard, the sun was as strong as sugar syrup, it was November, Fushan was still warm, there were birds on the green tree branches, the cage was raised by Yan Xiu himself Those ones.

"What's the matter?" Chen Bizhen asked Yan Xiu always looking at him out of curiosity.

Yan Xiu replied, "I'm thinking about where we will go in the future."

"Go back to Yangjing."

Yan Xiu chuckled and shook his head, his whole figure seemed to shrink, so cautiously, he carefully hugged Chen Bichen's waist, hugged him tightly, and buried his face in the crook of his neck.

Said: "If it is really possible in the future, we have to go back and have a look. I like Chongcheng. Because of you, I like that imprisoned and grand place, and I also like Yangjing."

"Let's go back and find my mother, she is alone now."

"it is good."

Chen Bichen didn't hug Yanxiu, he stood upright, as if he was going through some harsh punishment.

Just like that, the two remained silent with the same posture, and Chen Bizhen faced the corridor not far away, where flowers and plants planted in vats grew. Green is here.

The two got closer, Chen Bizhen still looked at her silently, Xiao Tanqing raised her eyes under the sunlight, and then saw the two people here, she was already getting closer, she tilted her head slightly, and looked at Chen Bizhen .

Chen Bizhen read in a low voice: "Kong Qing..."

"I brought Kongqing to find you, Mr. Chen."

Xiao Tanqing's words were so light, but Yan Xiu's back was instantly icy cold. He was really frightened, and immediately loosened Chen Bizhen's waist, turned around, and said, "Just play for a while, I'll take him out later."

Xiao Tanqing remained calm, no one knew whether she was numb or sensitive, when Kong Qing was handed into Chen Bizhen's arms, he teased her, carried her into the room, touched Kong Qing's cheeks with his free hand, and said: " She's so white."

"Mr. Chen likes children so much, and when he gets married, let his wife have more children." Xiao Tanqing said with a smile.

Chen Bizhen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, without thinking about it, he said, "Okay."

"What's the matter, no one wants to be with him," Yan Xiu sneered, and while he was sitting drinking tea, he squinted at Chen Bizhen's face, and said, "Little fool."

Chen Bizhen heard the thorn in Yan Xiu's words, he hugged Kong Qing very well, paced slowly in the room, and said: "I'm not stupid."

Kong Qing was about to be shaken to sleep, Xiao Tanqing looked at Yan Xiu, then at Chen Butian, she bit her lower lip, a little puzzled.

After they stayed for a while, Xiao Tanqing took Kong Qing back to the room, Yan Xiu asked Chen Bizhen to change into a better dress, he helped trim the collar and sleeves, and found a beautiful jade pendant to wear on his waist hanging.

I don't eat lunch at the house either. Fushan has a market by the water and a bustling avenue.One restaurant is often visited. In front of the door are brick carvings of lotus flowers and green leaves and grape branches, and "Xizhaoju" is written on the door.

Chen Bizhen came over suddenly and whispered: "I think of a phrase, 'Stay in Lanzhou, carry the general away from hatred, turn to Nanpu, and carry Xizhao'①."

"Why do you want to recite words all of a sudden?"

"I'm not stupid."

The smile was still hanging on his cheeks one moment, but Chen Bizhen lowered his head the next second. His words were very soft, but Yan Xiu stopped. The two stood on the edge of the crowd, Chen Bizhen's mouth was bent, and he was silent. After a while, he smiled again.

Yan Xiu grasped his hand tightly under the sleeve, and touched his arm with the other hand.

Said: "Okay, of course I don't really think you are stupid, I'm just not used to hearing her words, let alone your answer."

"What... is there anything wrong with that?" Chen Bizhen spoke confidently.

After all, they still couldn't reach an agreement, and the two entered Xizhaoju one by one, and chose a seat downstairs.

The selected dishes are all famous in Fushan. Chen Bizhen sipped the sweet merlot liquid, tilted his head and asked again: "What did I say wrong?"

Yan Xiu replied slowly: "Don't get drunk, I won't carry you back."

The winter wind pouring in from the southern region outside the window is cool enough. Chen Bizhen is dressed so freshly and young, with long and black hair tied up, the wind is like a stream of water, gliding around him.

Yan Xiu suddenly asked: "Do you know why I brought you here to eat alone?"

Chen Bizhen shook his head, chewing a peanut with southern milk.

"Then... don't say anything, come here and sit with me."

It was an exquisite wide stool, and it was spacious enough for two people to sit on. Chen Bizhen came over and sat down with a cup. The restaurant was well decorated, with shrubs and flowers planted in tile vats on one side, and beaded gauze curtains.

The fish ball soup was served in a small bowl of pink blue glaze, it was light and delicious. Before Yan Xiu took a bite, he held the bowl, took a spoonful in one hand, and said to Chen Bizhen, "Open your mouth."

The people were very close, Chen Bizhen's face was half puzzled, half dull, he lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were on Yan Xiu's face.

Everything seemed to be slowing down, clear soup flowed between his teeth, Chen Butie lowered his head and ate it after being suspicious.

When the swallowing was not over, Chen Bizhen moved his gaze up again, and looked into Yan Xiu's eyes again.Chen Bizhen was a little nervous, wanting to remember those forgotten things, he clenched his hands tightly.

With so many fragments indistinguishable from real and fake, Chen Bizhen was even more flustered, his heart began to itch, and sweat dripped down his cheeks.

"It's delicious," he said.

Yan Xiu put down the bowl and spoon, grabbed Chen Bichen's hand, and said, "Do you remember that snowy day? I'm going back from Yaotai. You ride a horse and bring a lamp to pick me up at Chongzhangmen. We live in Linjiao. Taiwan, the next day, I went back to the Taoyuan Pavilion, you can find me."

"I don't know." Chen Bizhen was very uncomfortable, his hands were pinching the fabric on the front of his clothes, his brows were frowning, and he shook his head.

"It's okay, I will talk more about the past in the future." After Yan Xiu finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup.

After leaving Xichaoju, the two of them walked on the street and by the river, enjoying the scenery and chatting. They should go to the opera after dark.

The two sat in the back, hiding in a dark place where no one noticed, with windows open everywhere, the night wind was chilly and penetrated into people's necks, not a few lights were on, only the brightest on the stage.

There were all kinds of musical instruments, the sound was quite loud, but there was a comfortable chair to lean on, Yan Xiu unconsciously fell asleep, he leaned against Chen Bizhen, and held his hand tightly with one hand.

I don't know how long I slept.

After not listening to the play, when Yan Xiu woke up, he saw Chen Bizhen yawning with his mouth open, so he asked, "Are you wanting to sleep too?"

"No, it's mainly because I don't understand."

Yan Xiu was amused, he stared at the person in front of him, for a moment, then began to doubt that he was in a dream, tears welled up from the bottom of his heart, as if passing through a sore throat.

He closed his eyes again and said, "I really saw it."

The two left the theater and wanted to go home, Chen Bizhen was always holding Yan Xiu's hand, regardless of the intimacy in the eyes of passersby, it was strange.He also bought a buckskin rattle for Kong Qing on the street.

Then tilted his head and asked Yan Xiu: "What do you want?"

"I didn't ask for it," Yan Xiu said softly, "It's all my money."

Before he left, Chen Bizhen shook his hands and left, then turned around and said, "Wait for me, I'll be back in a while."

After waiting for not too long, Chen Bizhen came back from there and took two brass gyroscopes. Naturally, they were not as exquisite as those in the palace, but they looked simple and elegant.

He gave Yan Xiu the one with Du Ying's pattern, and kept the water lily pattern for himself.

Chen Bizhen is rich and exquisite in his bones. He cares about clothes, small things, and whether his hair is well combed.Yan Xiu looked at the gyroscope in his palm and thought - he is still the emperor.

After returning to the mansion, Chaoci went to fetch the bath water and prepared the handkerchief and pajamas for Chen Bizhen.

Yan Xiu stood under the eaves, looking at the scattered stars in the sky, he waited for a long time before entering, Chen Bizhen had already finished washing, he was wearing pajamas, the buttons were not fastened, and said: "I had a sweet dream."

After inhaling, say again: "I dreamed of you, you were lying on the bed with an arrow on your body, and you were still bleeding."

"The injury has healed a long time ago, you go to bed and lie down, I have to take a bath too."

"Can I see your injury?" Chen Bichen was terrified. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to tear off the collar of Yan Xiu's robe.

Yan Xiu hurriedly dodged and said, "Don't be like that, it's all over, nothing can be seen."

The servant changed the water in the tub, and the mist filled the tub.

Yan Xiu wanted to hide the ugly parts of his body, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at anyone, and the old wound on his chest also started to hurt faintly.

It's old again.

Snow can make Yangjing more beautiful, richer, more gorgeous, and more tranquil.

It was a lingering love, and it was also a mistake. The first time I was drowning in the dark and warm tent, no one thought about it clearly.Without the support of the mediator, and the lack of marriage proposals, there are other kinds of happy and happy situations in the world.

Humans are also animals, and the emperor is also a living being, abandoning the restraint in the place of dignity, Chen Bizhen was so thirsty that he was about to drink raw blood, light blue blood veins stretched on Yan Xiu's wrists, and red spots appeared on the flesh from being pinched.

At this moment, he was like a dexterous living person, temporarily forgetting what he heard in Yaotai, regardless of whether he was pressed or not, he bumped his mouth against Chen Bizhen's, and then smacked sticky kisses.

Chen Bizhen buried his head in doing other things, licked his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I want to eat your little bird."

Yan Xiu trembled, and pressed his mouth against Chen Bizhen's neck. He was sweating and tearing, pinching the emperor's back red.

The emperor is still green, he is a young man.

Notes: ① It comes from "Mallard Duck Jade Family" by He Zhu in Song Dynasty.

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