sunset fever

Early in the morning, when people were not awake, the sky was planning to be brighter. The bed curtains were replaced with thin ones, the fine gauze was pleated, and the inside was lined with silk. Chen Bizhen said some jokes in his morning accent, and before he finished speaking, Yan Xiu frowned. He closed his mouth, buried his head under the quilt, and laughed until his whole body trembled.

Chen Bizhen didn't wear pajamas, he opened a gap in the curtain, and knew it was a hot sunny day, even though the sun hadn't fully risen, the room was already filled with the unique morning light of sunny days.

Chen Bizhen asked: "You really don't believe that someone will invite me to a banquet?"

"What can you do?" Yan Xiu lifted a corner of the quilt to reveal his face. His hair was loose and a few strands hit his face, but Yan Xiu didn't care about it at all and didn't sit up. with.

Chen Bizhen smiled mysteriously and complacently. He turned sideways, found a comfortable position to lie down, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Just wait, you won't believe me when I tell you now."

He will never discard his natural childishness, even though he is more like an adult now, but when he is relaxed, he is still the same as before, using his dry fingertips to brush the hair attached to Yan Xiu's cheeks.

Yan Xiu's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyelids were barely stretched open. He was still wearing pajamas, which were made of silk, but the front was not fastened, it was just put on his body.The lining of the thin quilt rubbed against Yan Xiu's heart, feeling a little cold.

"You're bluffing me again." Yan Xiu actually became sleepy again, so he lost the intention of joking with him, he closed his eyes, raised his hand, and patted Chen Bizhen's cheek with his palm.

Persuasion: "It's still early, I want to sleep again, you can go about your business at ease, don't wait for me."

After speaking, Yan Xiu turned his back. When he slept, he had to lie down very well, and he wouldn't have many strange expressions.Unexpectedly, when Yan Xiu's breath was exhaled again, Chen Bizhen stuck to him and hugged him from behind.

Chen Bizhen said, "Then I'll sleep too."

The reason for sleeping is also unclear. Chen Bizhen used to be the kind of person who often gets up early, but now he has become extremely casual, but it is not because he is too stubborn and does not want to make progress. He still reads when he should study, and practice sword when he should practice sword. Pick a special time to write poetry and paint.

When she woke up again, the sun was already hanging on the sky wall, Yan Xiu changed her clothes, a maid came to help comb her hair, she grinned, almost ran in on her feet, and yelled loudly: "Young master. "

Yan Xiu didn't look in the mirror at first, but when he raised his head, he saw a round-faced and cute person standing beside him, and he responded to her, "Mo Xia..."

Mo Xia's appearance remained the same, even the style of her clothes did not change. She reached for the comb and said, "I could have seen you earlier, but I was caught in the cold a few days ago, so I had to stop working and rest in the room. Hearing that you are back, I urged myself to recover quickly."

She was pleasantly surprised, and finally made Yan Xiu happy amidst the many variables. Chen Bizhen came out after putting on his clothes. He sized Mo Xia up and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Master Chen."

How to say, Chen Bizhen is also a person of very high status, Mo Xia put back his smile and saluted him respectfully.

"Excuse me, I don't need it in the future, I will live here forever."

Mo Xia answered him, turned around, and combed Yan Xiu's hair. After Chen Bizhen washed his face and rinsed his mouth, he left the room.This place is familiar, it is a small building with red windows on the second floor in the side yard, and the word "Hanjiang" hangs in front of the door.

Chen Bizhen went to tease the birds in the shade again.

After breakfast was finished, Chen Bizhen went back to his room to use it. He stirred the porridge in the bowl and said, "If it works, I can buy more orioles, chaffinches, and blue song pigeons, and dig a few shallow ponds to raise fish. The pool here is not pretty."

The food was still being served, and they were all brought out and placed on the round table. Mo Xia served Yan Xiu half a bowl of sweet wine custard.

Yan Xiu lowered his head and ate half a mouthful, without a trace of a smile on his face. He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Bichen, and said, "The entire Taolang Pavilion is not as big as the Canghua Garden. Think about it, what else do you want?"

"To build a tall building, bring two pavilions, walk around the pavilion, and change the scenery at every step."

This was indeed a naughty remark made by Qi Yanxiu on a special trip, Chen Bizhen tried his best to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, he ate two mouthfuls of porridge, pretended to sigh, and said, "You really ignored me."

Yan Xiu asked: "Do you feel bored?"

Chen Bizhen replied, "Yes."

His eyes met Yan Xiu's, and after a while, Chen Bizhen lowered his head and took another mouthful of porridge.

When the room was silent, a servant came outside, and he said: "Young masters, someone from Chongcheng delivered the letter."

"Give it to me." Chen Bizhen said.

Mo Xia took the letter, handed it over, and went out. Chen Bizhen looked at Yan Xiu proudly, and said, "Look, mine is here."

Chen Bizhen has been making some unpredictable mysteries these days. He opened the letter, and inside it was yellow paper and black letters, and wrote: "Send the letter, my virtuous brother will complain about it. I would like to hold a banquet at the Qianzhi Pavilion in Chongcheng on the third night of May." , because Qianling drove the enemy to victory, as a celebration, I respectfully invite you to participate with your companions.

The inscription is a stamp, and there is no writing on it. Chen Bizhen saw it and knew that the book was credible.

He handed it to Yan Xiu again, and said, "Look, you want to go too."

"Qianzhi Pavilion..." Yan Xiu did not use a loud voice for the three words, his expression became serious, he looked up at Chen Biying, and asked, "Who can hold a banquet in Qianzhi Pavilion?"

"Now Your Majesty." Chen Bizhen replied with a light smile.

Yan Xiu needs to think about it more deeply. He does know that Chen Bizhen wrote a letter to Chen Taoshao and wants to come to the house, but that can still be thought of as a kind of forgiveness, a kind of care, and when many things are considered together, Chen Taos Shao's position became more and more confusing.

Yan Xiu asked, "Does he hate you?"

"If you hate me, you won't give me a livable mansion here."

Yan Xiu thought about it for a while, and said: "I feel more and more strange these days. On that day in Qianzhi Pavilion, he was openly angry, and then he broke his promise, attacked the city, and forced you to retreat. But thinking about it from another place, he The seizing of the throne caused Chen Mizhen to draw water from a bamboo basket, made the people trust and obey, and solved the Yaotai incident... And you, who can enter and leave the Qianling Prison freely, are now safe here again."

Chen Bizhen sat at the table, propped his thumb on the side of his cheek, neither happy nor angry.

Yan Xiu lowered his voice, his eyes widened, and because of nervousness, his hands clenched into empty fists.

Yan Xiu said slowly: "I guess, since the Qianzhi Pavilion incident, everything has been under your control."

Chen Bichen breathed in refreshedly, and did not respond in time, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more clear. He raised his head, drank half a cup of tea, and then said: "After returning to Yangjing, I didn't have too many pretense and Be on guard, I thought you'd already seen it."

Yan Xiudao: "I have guessed it several times, but I still refuse to believe it is true."

Chen Bizhen was indeed shrewd. He held his face again and said, "Although I retreated from the chaos, my original intention was to save the world, not me."

"You... believe him that much?"

Naturally, Chen Bizhen knew that the "he" Yan Xiu mentioned was Chen Taoshao.

"At that time, public anger was overwhelming. If he hadn't pretended to be betrayed, he probably wouldn't have been able to help me come up with a better solution. Besides, people have to believe something."

"I understand."

Yan Xiu stretched out his hand and stroked the palm of Chen Bizhen's face.Looking at Chen Bizhen, Yan Xiu's gaze softened, and there was love, affection, and admiration in it, an unexplained touch.

After Yan Xiu finished eating, he stood up and rinsed his mouth, Chen Bizhen followed him up, Yan Xiu stepped forward and hugged Chen Bizhen, then kissed him again.

Later, with tears in his eyes, he said in a low voice, "I want to live a more pleasant life in the future."

"I know." Chen Bizhen nodded in reply.

It was early morning, and it was too late to have breakfast at this time. The light that leaked in through the gap in the window moved outward again, and it should disappear after a while.

On the second day, the banquet at Qianzhi Pavilion was already being prepared, and no one cared about Chen Yiyi, so she was so naughty that she didn't even have dinner. She wore a dark blue skirt and a dark red blouse, and took off the beads , also took off the earrings and necklace, thinking about it in front of the mirror.

In the end, a simple peony green leaf hairpin was left on the head.

In a low voice, she asked the waitress beside her, "Have you fed my puppy?"

"Hey, princess, do you want to go and have a look?"

"That's good. I won't go to see it. My elder brother came to see me. I have to go to Canghua Garden. Don't follow me. I'll be back soon." The lie was spoken, but Chen Yiyi was not nervous at all. Dress lightly, and don't have any heavy accessories on your body.

It is convenient for night travel, and it is also convenient for avoiding and escaping.

But in fact, it was not Chen Yiyi who really wanted to run away, but her zeal brought her closer to this invisible entanglement, and she knew that strife would also come.

But Chen Yiyi is not afraid.

She brought a bundle, and there was a box wrapped in it, which contained precious jade, jewels, gold, and some silver notes collected from Yuekuo Palace.

At the beginning of the month, the moon is like a thin silver hook hanging on the gray-blue clouds.

Chen Yiyi said to the guard at the city gate: "I am Princess Jinglan. No one in Chongcheng can control me. You should know."

The guard said, "I've heard of Princess Jinglan."

They are all well-trained soldiers and strong generals, and their brains are also bright. Chen Yiyi stepped on his feet and looked aggressively at them. When they looked at their faces, they knew her identity by observing her words and expressions.

In the end, only half of the various strategies that had been planned were used. Chen Yiyi covered the burden with one hand and held the lantern with the other. She left Chongcheng and ran quickly. Beside a wasteland, I saw Rong Sang.

"I already found a carriage and a driver when I went to the Sunrise Palace. People are reliable. I will leave in a while. Don't worry about the rest. She will take you south to build a pavilion."

Rong Sang blinked and asked softly: "What if he doesn't recognize me? If he doesn't recognize me, should I come back?"

"I won't deny you. Besides, what else can you do besides leaving? I've thought about it for a long time. There is a turbulent undercurrent between King Guirong and the princess. Now, Princess Rong knows everything about you. Protecting you forever? You have to run away from them and live an easier life."

Chen Yiyi stuffed the burden into Rong Sang's arms, pampering her like her, but still felt that Rong Sang was too fragile, but, he could only help her so far.

Rong Sang was dressed plainly, with a water lily on her head, she bent her legs, knelt in the light circle in front of the lantern, and said, "Princess Jinglan, if you hadn't ordered someone to save me in the palace that day, I would have died early." Already dead, thank you again."

"Of course I can't ignore death and do nothing about it. Even if we are not familiar with each other, we still need to be saved."

Sometimes, Chen Yiyi's way of doing things and speaking is different from others. She has not experienced basic growth, but gained a unique kind of strength in that incident. She can come back from Jianting alone, and can break through the palace gate. Save Rong Sang's life, and help her again.

Not far away there was the sound of galloping horses, listen carefully, and you will know that there is also the sound of driving cars, Chen Yiyi and Rong Sang turned their heads, only to see a bright spot shaking and shaking, getting closer and closer.

The driver said in a loud voice, "Come on, girls, let's hurry up and leave."

"Get in the car, get in the car quickly." Chen Yiyi grabbed Rong Sang's hand, and for a moment, it seemed that she could feel a very faint sense of intimacy, after all, half of their bodies were of the same flesh and blood.

Rong Sang's tears fell and landed on the back of Chen Yiyi's hand.

"Have you brought the painting?" Chen Yiyi hurriedly asked.

Rong Sang replied: "I have, I stole the painting, it's in my luggage."

Chen Yiyi took a deep breath and said, "Please, take care of them for me. You are my real sister. At that time, I always rushed, said something that made them sad, and left without saying hello."

"I know, but they will definitely not blame you. From what you said, I know that both brother and sister-in-law are good people."

"Correct."

Rong Sang has lost the cumbersome and gorgeous attire she wore in Prince Rong's Mansion, but there is a scent of makeup on her body that has not faded away. She is gentle and restrained, and has a deep hidden agility that belongs to her.

After this farewell, maybe we won't see each other again, Chen Yiyi looked at the shadow of the car going away, she started to cry, tears hanging on her chin.

She loves Yangjing and misses Chongcheng, but Jianting always hides safely in her memories, where it is humid and warm, with many flowers and trees that cannot be named, and the wind there is very thin.

Is it raining in Jianting, is anyone sweating? Do you still remember Yiyi?

Perhaps, Qu Yao was also thinking about giving birth to her and Chen Zhangqin's child.

At this time, Chongcheng had just entered the night before midsummer.

In the Qianzhi Pavilion in Chongcheng, the banquet is about to begin.

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