With a smile on his face, he clearly told Gu Nan that I did it.
Gu Nan was very helpless.
Years later, all officials were restored.
Gu Nan was still at ease, and did not go to court until the weather warmed up in April.
The court was as usual, except that Prince Duan, who was supposed to be standing first on the left, was nowhere to be seen.
The young man wanted to be on the battlefield, and just after the New Year's Day, he asked to go to Sandu to guard. He left quietly, and when Gu Nan received a letter from Yin Chengxiu to know everything, the latter had already stayed in Sandu for half a month.
Border defense is stable and politics is clear.
The days are as slow as flying catkins, and a year has passed.
Yin Chengan nineteen.
Gu Nan22.
In the deep winter of this year, there was heavy snow for three days, covering several feet, Gu Nan drank three cups of wine alone in the Tai Chi Hall, and bowed several times.
In the picture scrolls he had seen before, Gu Zhihuan and Yin Chengan used the most intimate method to scar their hearts so deeply that there was no possibility of repairing them on such a snowy night.
Footsteps sounded behind him, and the young man in bright yellow walked slowly up to him and put his arms around his waist: "What's wrong?"
"I just feel happy in my heart." Gu Nan looked back at him with a smile.
"Since it's joy, then I won't punish you for secretly drinking." Yin Chengan kissed Gu Nan on the lips: "Today's soup has been loosened, drink it and go to bed early."
Gu Nan frowned: "I haven't caught a cold, but I have to drink medicine every day."
"They're all warming and tonic soups, and they won't do you any harm." Yin Chengan's eyes darkened: "Lin Yu wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that the prescription for medicinal baths will be available soon, and when the weather gets warmer, let's go together."
"..."
Seeing that he was silent, the young man behind him hugged him even tighter: "You said you would walk with me for a long time, right?"
His voice was low and hoarse. For a moment, Gu Nan thought that the young man already knew everything.
Feeling guilt and panic welling up in his heart, Gu Nan was unable to refuse any request from Yin Chengan, so he nodded in response.
Only then did Yin Chengan laugh: "Okay, go to bed early, if you don't want to sleep, it's good to do more things."
Gu Nan resolutely walked to the table and drank the medicine, then got into the quilt and closed his eyes.
The young man walked calmly to the side of the bed and looked down at him with burning eyes.
Then when Gu Nan couldn't stand the sight and turned over, he reached out to hold his hand and leaned over.
The spring tide comes late with rain.
From then on, Gu Nan understood a truth, don't struggle too much with Yin Chengan's insistence.
The consequences were dire.
The author has something to say: end this world tomorrow.
Then I decided to write a side story about repairing in this world in the future.
This will be the first side story I've written in my life!
It is so wayward!
Thank you for a bear on the mountain, I know you, a landmine with a crane returning to [-] yuan, I love you all at a cost.
☆, 95|8.21
Spring flowers, autumn moon, summer thunder, winter snow, the days are light and the clouds are slowly growing.
The peach blossoms in the Tai Chi Hall are in full bloom, and they are still burning after several times.
The spring breeze is still beautiful, and the peach blossoms do not lose their color, but those who once smiled and leaned on the spring breeze without knowing it are a little more bleak.
After all, Gu Nan's body could not withstand the heavy snowfall of the eighth year.
Daqi Tianning eight years, deep winter.
It was snowing outside the window.
The smell of medicine in the Tai Chi Hall was dense, Gu Nan frowned and drank the brown medicine soup, his stomach rolled a few times, and he tasted the smell of blood soon.
He took out the veil from under the pillow and covered it, and when he removed it again, there were some red marks on the plain fabric.
Huiji will be hurt, this is the price.
Gu Nan looked down at the bloodstains on the brocade handkerchief, feeling a little bitter in his heart.He walked with Yin Chengan for eight years, the first six years were peaceful and gentle, his eyes were full of affection, the Tai Chi Hall was full of peach blossoms, there was no smell of medicine that lingered all day long, and there was no pain or sorrow in his heart.
From the seventh year onwards, the past is really just the past.
Gu Nan clenched the blood-stained veil tightly, and now he is lingering on the sick bed, with less than two years left.
The people in the hall lowered their eyes blankly, and the people outside the hall stood expressionlessly in the snow for a long time, and finally opened the door and walked in after Gu Nan coughed up blood again.
The cold wind swept the snowflakes in, Gu Nan raised his head slightly to catch a glimpse of the bright yellow color, quietly hid the handkerchief in his hand under the pillow, and smiled: "How's things going today?"
"Not much." Yin Chengan sat down by the bed, his dark eyes swept across the pillow without any trace, and raised his hand to call the palace man to fetch a cloak and put it on Gu Nan: "How do you feel today, is it still cold?"
The Tai Chi Hall is burning with dragons, charcoal stoves are placed in the corners around and in the center of the main hall, the doors and windows are specially sealed with thick cotton cloth, the hand stove is placed in the arms, and the quilt is covered with three layers, besides, it should not be cold.
But Gu Nan still felt cold, not because of the cold weather, but the coldness seeping from the internal organs, which was bitingly cold.
"It's not cold anymore, it's good." Gu Nan smiled and patted Yin Chengan's hand.
Hearing this, Yin Chengan looked down at the pale and thin hands in his hands, covered them behind his back, and remained silent for a long time before opening his mouth: "...that's good."
Not much to say, but there are more people in Miyagi looking for good doctors and medicinal materials. Bowls of warming and nourishing medicinal soup are delivered to the Tai Chi Hall. Gu Nan's internal organs are so painful that he can't sleep at night, and Yin Chengan is beside him He stretched out his arms to hold him, and let the suffering person bite his arm until it was bloody.
Gu Xiang has not been in court for two years, and his body is weak. He knows that this is Wushuanggu's innate thing, but others don't think so.
Recently, there have been faint rumors in Daqi that Emperor Daozhaode became suspicious of Gu Xiang and imprisoned him earlier, Gu Xiang may no longer exist in the world.
Daqi Prime Minister Wushuang Gu Gu Zhihuan's name is known all over the world. He is kind, kind, talented, intelligent, and has a great reputation in the court and in the Jianghu.As soon as the rumors came out, turbulence arose, and calligraphy and paintings insulting Emperor Zhaode in disguised forms emerged one after another, and even nursery rhymes about Emperor Zhaode's dishonesty and dishonesty appeared among children.
Gu Nan stayed in bed for two years and knew nothing about these things. Naturally, Yin Chengan would not tell him these things to make him worry.
So when Gu Nan found out about this, the rumors had been raging for three months.
Rumors are hard to break but also easy to break. That night, before going to bed, Gu Nanlin looked into Yin Chengan's eyes for a long time in silence, and said, "I will go with you for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven on the fifth day of the lunar new year."
"It's freezing cold, you can't bear it." Yin Chengan said indifferently: "You can rest easy and recuperate, so you don't need to think too much."
"The first rule of Wushuanggu's rule is that once it enters the WTO, it will ensure the prosperity of the great Qi." Gu Nan said, "If rumors are used by internal and external bandits, the consequences are unpredictable. I am a disciple of Wushuanggu in the Jianghu, and I am the prime minister in the court. Let this happen."
Hearing his words, Yin Chengan stared at him for a long time with deep eyes, and then opened his mouth in a low voice: "Yu Yin Chengan, you are Gu Zhihuan, the Gu Zhihuan who promised to accompany me through a lifetime of joy and suffering."
"You can forget this, but I can't forget it."
The bitterness and sadness that comes with being speechless.
But no one knew better than Gu Nan that his decline had nothing to do with the cold weather.
"I'm going." Gu Nan said firmly, "Cheng'an, someone must accompany you during the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Now that Chengxiu has not yet returned to court, I can't tolerate other people standing side by side with you in my place."
Needless to say the affection hidden in these words.
Yin Chengan's heart trembled, he stared at him for a long time, and said hoarsely, "Okay."
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, there is a grand ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven.
Hundreds of officials bowed to the ground in court uniform and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. The altar was built high, and the gods were listed in a row.
Emperor Zhaode stood on the altar in a robe with black background and gold pattern, and Gu Nan stood beside him in a robe with black bottom and silver pattern, leaning over to hold incense and pray for the world.
At noon, the bells and drums rang together, and the ceremony and music rose.
The two stood side by side on the high platform and bowed, lighting the incense and burning amulets, their voices were deep and clear, and being together was indescribably solemn.
"The Holy God of Yuwei, who lives up to the ancient times, inherits the sky, establishes the pole, and develops things to achieve business. The prosperity of the achievements will benefit the world. I will only inherit the order of the sky, show the style, and use it to pray for my family. .Shangxiang."
Bend over three hundred, incense sticks are placed on the platform, the ceremony is completed, and the ceremony and music are singing together.
Yin Chengan stood up and looked into the distance, feeling an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.
In the distance, the Haiyan River is clear and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
The old man is by his side, his eyebrows and eyes are clear.
What more could you ask for?Yin Chengan thought.
Even if it is only two years, he is willing.
After the heaven-sacrificing ceremony, the rumors were dispelled and the court was in peace.
It's just that the time Gu Nan can give Yin Chengan is only one year left.
His body also completely collapsed this year.
In the past, he was able to maintain his energy to make tea and play chess with Yin Chengan, but now it is extremely difficult to even stay awake.
In June, Tai Chi Hall.
Gu Nan stood in front of the window looking at the peach blossoms outside the window, some pink was blown to the side of the bed by the wind, he stretched out his hand to pick up one, the pink color burned even more in the pale palm.
Wiping away the falling flowers with his hand, Gu Nan stretched out his hand to cover his mouth with a wry smile, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the palm of his hand was more colorful than before.
The vermilion color is so gorgeous, but it hurts the eyes.
He wiped away the blood with no expression on his face, and sat on the couch in a daze. After a long time, he felt the darkness above him, and when he raised his head, Yin Chengan stood in front of him and looked at him, his eyes were full of forbearance and pain suppressed by painstaking efforts.
Gu Nan didn't deliberately hide the blood-stained handkerchief, in fact it was useless to hide it, now that his body is so dilapidated, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, he couldn't hide it.
Really, I can't hide it.
The corner of Gu Nan's mouth curled up bitterly, and his fingers unconsciously clenched. A moment later, a warm hand reached out and held his hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
These days, whether Gu Nan vomited blood or fell into a coma, Yin Chengan never asked too many questions, but gave him a warm embrace when he woke up one day, and then said in a deep voice.
——It’s okay, I’m here.
Even if he was as calm and self-retaining as Gu Zhihuan, he would silently cry many times because of these four words in the middle of the night.
But he didn't know that during the many nights when he shed tears, a pair of deep eyes always looked at him silently, and the eyes were full of pain and despair that were so thick that they were about to overflow.
It is said that suffering and joy are together.
But Yin Chengan gave all the joy to Gu Nan, and endured the pain by himself.
Peach blossoms laugh through the spring breeze, and after being blown by the wind, they fall in late autumn and are covered by winter snow.
Gu Nan knew that he might not survive this winter.
After he suddenly fell into a coma for three full days before waking up, Yin Chengan hugged him silently for a long time, and ordered Yin Chengxiu who was far away at the border to be called back.
The little prince who was invincible across the battlefield, when he saw Gu Nan's lingering pale face, his eyes were red and deep, and he choked up for a long time and tried to suppress the pain. When Gu Nan woke up, he still saw the arrogant and proud smile in his memory little prince.
Yin Chengxiu sat with him for a long time. Before leaving, he stretched his arms around Gu Nan's neck and acted like a baby to Gu Nan countless times when he was a child: "Little master, I will go to the Southwest next year, so you must prepare peach blossom wine for me to return." .”
Gu Nan patted him on the back and said yes, don't look away, both of them have red eyes.
The young man in Xuanfu stood outside the hall and looked at them silently, covering his eyes with his hands.
The days passed, the snow fell, and the winter was cold.
However, Gu Nan's spirit suddenly recovered after a heavy snowfall.
Reflection is not a deceptive thing. When a person is about to reach the end of his life, there will always be obsessions that support him to bid farewell to the one he loves.
The last farewell, there will be no future in the future.
The plum blossoms in the Tai Chi Hall in deep winter are the most enchanting, much more beautiful than the spring plum blossoms that Gu Nan saw when he first met Yin Chengan.The palace people cut flower branches to decorate the palace, Gu Nan looked at the eye-catching red with a smile, tilted his head, and the first sentence he said to Yin Chengan was: "I'm sorry."
Sorry, I failed to keep my promise and live up to my affection.
There will be no one else who understands his meaning better than Yin Chengan. After hearing the words, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time. Yin Chengan said softly: "Qingshan is not tired of three glasses of wine, and only one game of chess can be eliminated in a long day. Grand Tutor, just play chess with me once." , how are you?"
The wooden table is dotted with plum blossoms, and the black and white chess pieces are distinct, just like the old days.
Gu Nan stretched out his hand to hold the chess piece and dropped it, looking down at the chess game, the black chess piece still looks decisive in the past, but there is a hidden murderous intention in it, the most delicate.
The once thin boy has grown up.
But Gu Zhihuan was about to go home right away.
This game of chess has been played for a long, long time, half an hour later, Yin Chengan gently dropped the chess piece, a big success.
"Teacher, I won."
His voice was very light, ethereal but solemn: "I didn't win against you when I was young, and I didn't win when I was enthroned, but now, I have won."
Gu Nan stared at him blankly, watching the young man get up and walk to his side, bent over to hug him, his voice hoarse.
"Teacher, life is like a chess game. Only by walking step by step can you understand what you want when you mature."
After the words were finished, his body was carefully put into the quilt. Yin Chengan got up and covered him with the quilt, turned around for a long time, and when he came back, he had an extra river lantern in his hand.
The pink has faded over the years, and it may be seen that it has been carefully protected.
Gu Nan's eyes moved slightly.
Yin Chengan sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and brushed the broken hair from Gu Nan's ears aside, and slowly handed over the river lantern.Handing the river lantern to his eyes, Gu Nan looked at the smudged ink above, and the precipitation was clear.
——Gu Zhihuan.
The three words were captured in his eyes, and the river lantern slowly rotated under his astonished eyes, and then stopped again. The new ink above was dark, penetrating.
——No regrets.
The author has something to say: There are too many affections, and it is difficult to finish in [-] words.
See you tomorrow.
Please give me a dozen lids, the kind that can stop the blades.
☆, 96|8.22
Every word is affectionate.
It's just that when I was inscribing the old characters of the book, my mood was sentimental and admiring, but now I am lighting new ink, and every stroke is unspeakable pain.
Gu Nan raised his eyes to look at Yin Chengan. The latter looked normal, but his eyes seemed to be covered by black mist, covering up all the bright colors in them.
Needless to say the pain in my heart, but I can still cling to the old man's words to give all the warmth and firmness.
The tenderness of the heart.
Gu Nan lowered his eyes, pulled his hand out of his warm palm and put it around Yin Chengan's neck, his voice choked up slightly.
"May I have a good relationship with you forever, but fate is poor."
Nine words were the last words Gu Nan uttered in the depths of winter this year, and he fell into a coma for a long time afterward. The Tai Hospital took great pains to support Gu Nan's dilapidated body with decoction.
Three months later, the New Year's Eve came, and the whole Miyagi was covered in red.
The New Year is still festive, and the fireworks on the city tower are still bright, but the handsome young man who once stood beside the emperor is lingering in the happiest world of the year, suffering from pain and suffering.
It is rare for him to be sober now, Yin Chengan entrusted Yin Chengxiu with the affairs of the court, and sat by the bed all day long, holding Gu Nan's hand, with deep eyes.
His heart was bleeding and no one could see it.
Gu Nan failed to see the last fireworks on the [-]th day of the first lunar month. As time went by, the ice and snow melted, and the branches were newly green. Until the peach blossoms in the Taiji Temple turned into the color they were when they first saw them in the spring, Gu Nan still did not wake up.
He had lost weight for a long time, and was covered by a large quilt as if he would disappear in a second.Yin Chengan stretched out his hand to gently caress Gu Nan's pale cheeks, and suddenly thought of the first time he saw Gu Nan, the man was wearing a plain cloud shirt and standing among the plum blossoms with a smile on his face, elegant and elegant, with outstanding demeanor.
At that time, he was the son of the most unfavored sinful concubine in the Tai Chi Hall. He was tolerant and humble, but possessed the best gentleness in the world.
Now he is the noble and unparalleled son of heaven on the throne of Kowloon, unmatched by anyone, but the person who gave him gentle salvation from the deep palace is leaving.
Nobody knows how much I like you.
So no one knows how I feel right now.
The fingers stuck to the pale face couldn't help trembling, and tried to suppress it for a long time, and finally moved down slowly to hold those slender hands, and kept writing a name on the palms.
Gu Nan.
Gu Zhihuan.
I don't ask you to be gorgeous, nor to be unparalleled in resourcefulness, I just ask you to stand in the spring and smile at me like before.
Even if there is nothing.
The plum blossoms in the hall were dazzling, Yin Chengxiu in the hall held Gu Nan's head and lowered his head, gradually a cold liquid stained the back of Gu Nan's hand.
Yin Chengan cried three times in his life.
For the first time, it was raining heavily in the Taiji Hall, and the blood spread down the white jade steps. He hugged his younger brother and hid in the corner watching in horror, letting the cold rain blur his eyes.At that time, apart from despair and paranoia, the only thing he was thinking about was ascending to the throne of Kowloon in the future, washing away the grievances of the Tai Chi Hall, and looking up at the world.
The second time, when he was sad and desperate, he was redeemed by the tenderest embrace of the boy with clear eyebrows. He held the boy and cried hoarsely. Words of humble self-blame.
For the third time, he held the young man's hand in the warm spring, and even though his arm was wet with cold, his heart was numb like never before.
He gave Gu Nan all his affection in this life, and he no longer had the heart to mourn for himself.
The color of the plum blossom outside the window has slowed down by three minutes, February is coming to an end, and March is beginning.
Gu Nan woke up halfway through March.
When he woke up, the spring was just right outside the window, and he could see plum blossoms through the window, vaguely still the same as before.
Today, 17 years ago, Gu Nan stepped into the Taiji Hall, the spring was warm and the old man was clean.
Today, 17 years later, Gu Nan is weak and lying on the imperial concubine's couch, the plum blossoms are like yesterday, but his life is in danger.
He looked down at his pale hands that were almost transparent, and smiled bitterly.
The lingering sick bed for so many years is still coming to an end.
Suddenly there was the sound of broken porcelain in his ear, Gu Nan raised his head and looked towards the door, the young man in Xuanfu stood there, his expression changed from joy to sadness and then returned to calm, many emotions were hidden in the indifferent eyebrows, deep and sad.
I used to hope that the other party would wake up when I sat on the edge of the bed in despair and held my hand to look at her face.
Now that the person I love sits there and laughs, I know what pain is like.
The corners of Gu Nan's mouth barely curled up: "Cheng An, come here."
Yin Chengan stepped forward and half knelt, looked up at Gu Nan's eyes, Gu Nan stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek, and said in a difficult voice, "I haven't had a good rest recently, and I've always been disobedient."
The young man didn't speak, his dark eyes made Gu Nan dare not face him, he turned his head to look at the plum blossoms outside the window for a long time, and sighed softly: "It's been 17 years, and the plum blossoms are still so beautiful."
Yin Chengan nodded silently, reached out to hold his hand, and silently tightened it.
There was some pain in the wrist, but Gu Nan didn't move, let him hold it, and smiled slightly for a long time: "The spring is just right, I want to try Danqing, Cheng An, get the pen and ink."
Wen Yan, Yin Chengan looked up at him, a faint light flickered in his eyes, he stood up and turned his head, the robe slipped across the back of Gu Nan's hand, soft and cold.
Soon, the young man who had gone out before appeared again, with an extra set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand.
Mahogany table, Qinghe inkstone, black ink stroke, very little vitality.
Gu Nan rolled up his sleeves and wrote in front of the table, turned his wrists, and the Tai Chi Hall painted in ink jumped on the paper, but the painting was not the one in front of him, but what he saw when he entered the Tai Chi Hall for the first time 17 years ago In the scene, the frail young man stood stubbornly with his head raised, his indifferent brows and eyes were full of fragility that was tried hard to hide.
Plum blossom, boy, stone table, sketched on the paper, Gu Nan put down the brush and looked at it for a moment: "It's just hard to describe the charm of plum blossom."
The hands of the young man with drooping eyes beside him, hidden under the sleeves of his wide robe, couldn't help but tremble.
The gentle parting is the most heartbreaking.
In many cases, remembering is to engrave a name on the softest place in the bottom of my heart with a sharp knife, until the blood is dripping and there is no possibility of healing.
He closed his eyes, suppressed the redness that was about to surface, and leaned over Gu Nan's cheek with the most gentle appearance: "No, it's very pretty."
Gu Nan smiled and opened his mouth just as he was about to speak, when his throat suddenly felt itchy, he hurriedly turned his head away, raised his head again, and red dots appeared on the rice paper.
Just sprinkled on the part of the plum tree, it is gorgeous.
Yin Chengan's eyes hurt, and he half-kneeled beside him and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips gently and meticulously. His lips trembled for a long time, and he spoke in a low voice.
——"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gu Nan stared blankly at the graceful plum blossom above and remained silent for a long time, before finally stretching out his hand to Yin Chengan: "Take me back."
The body soared into the air, and was soon covered by softness. Gu Nan leaned on the bed to look at the plum blossoms, turned his head, and his eyes were gradually blurred by tears.
In the afternoon, Yin Chengqing and Yin Chengxiu entered the Tai Chi Hall.
Gu Nan was very happy to see them, he smiled and asked them to sit down, his eyes clear.
The two sat down as promised, there was no abnormality on their faces, but their nails pierced their palms hard where Gu Nan couldn't see.
Wushuanggu, Gu Zhihuan.
This name has been in their lives for many years, but now they can only watch it fade away.
Pain in the heart, but it doesn't show on the face.Yin Chengqing smiled and told Gu Nan the scenery and interesting things he had seen in the north and south of the country in these years, and deliberately played with the little prince, making Gu Nan laugh many times.At the end of the conversation, Yin Chengqing gently held Gu Nan's hand, and said, "There are still many beautiful scenery in this world, Gu Zhihuan, you must go and see them."
Gu Nan said yes in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly.
The little prince smiled and said coquettishly that he must take me with him, and when he turned around, his eyes were slightly red.
After sending Yin Chengqing and Yin Chengxiu away at night, Gu Nan suddenly collapsed and vomited blood.
Yin Chengan hugged him in his arms and kept wiping off the blood, the despair and sorrow in his eyes were too strong to melt away.
The head of the Taiji Hospital knelt outside the hall, but was not summoned for a long time, and the people of the Taiji Palace stood silently with their heads bowed, silent.
Everyone knows that Gu Zhihuan, who has assisted the emperor for 17 years and is a talented teacher of the emperor, can't go on.
It was late at night when he regained consciousness again, the Taiji Hall was brightly lit, Gu Nan opened his eyes in Yin Chengan's arms, his eyes were blurred.
When he moved, a soft kiss fell on his brow, and the young man's voice was soft and tender: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gu Nan smiled, looked up at his profile, and said softly, "Cheng An, play a tune for me."
Yin Cheng looked at him quietly, reached out and took the bamboo flute from the side, and put it to his lips.
For a moment, a clear voice slowly rose in Gu Nan's ear, gentle and tender.
——"Good Night".
I wish you a happy marriage and spend a good night with you.
There are countless prosperity in three thousand, and the sound is affectionate and shallow.
Gu Nan closed his eyes and listened quietly, the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.
The sound of the flute stopped, and warm hands gently wiped away the water stains from the corners of the eyes. Gu Nan did not open his eyes, reached out to hold the hand on his cheek, and said softly: "From now on... let Wushuanggu live in seclusion."
"Then you will go to the white head and give me a plum blossom every year, okay?"
Yin Chengan moved his fingers slightly and his voice was hoarse: "...OK."
Gu Nan moved his hands up and placed them on the other's chest, feeling his heartbeat. After a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Cheng'an, it's getting dark now, and the scenery outside the window is not very clear. I suddenly want to see plum blossoms, go and pick a branch for me. come in."
Yin Chengan's eyes were instantly colored by pain, his hands trembled violently, and he stood up gently.
The plum blossoms outside the window are scorching, even if they are shrouded in darkness, they do not hide their colors.
Gu Nan lay on the couch and watched him go out, closed his eyes, as if entering a vague dream.
In the dream, it was the spring of March. He was holding the picture scroll and standing among the plum blossoms, smiling slightly. His black hair was like ink, and his smile was warm. He still looked like he was shining in the past. He looked at the young man in a black gold-patterned robe opposite him and smiled. Stretching out his hand: "Chengan, come here."
And the young man walked over calmly with a gentle and tender smile, and slowly raised his hand to touch his palm, his eyes full of affection.
In the dream, the spring is good and the years are good, but outside the dream, the red plums are young.
Gu Nan curled the corner of his mouth, his slightly raised hand, with tears in his eyes, lightly landed on the brocade quilt, silently.
At the same time as his wrist was hanging down, the young man in black clothes holding a red plum walked quickly and half-kneeled by the side of the couch, and said in a trembling voice: "...Teacher?"
No one answered.
Yin Chengan stretched out his hand and gently covered Gu Nan's heart. After a long time, he let out a broken sob.
No wind, no rain, no snow this night.
There is only one heart, dripping with blood among the dots of red plums, covering up all the deep feelings.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for clearing the male supporting role world 08, task progress statistics are in progress... the statistics are over. 】
【Story Requirements】
1. Help Yin Chengan ascend the throne smoothly. (completed)
2. Change the fate of Yin Chengxiu's death. (completed)
3. Become the last emperor teacher of Wushuanggu / make Wushuanggu escape from the world. (completed)
4. Change your own fate of confinement. (completed)
5. Guarantee Daqi two generations of peace and prosperity. (completed)
[All the plot requirements have been fulfilled, the host in this world has completed 11 missions in total, and the points settlement is 1698177, the host continues to work hard. 】
[The system enters the update state, and the world 09 will open after the update, please wait patiently for the host. 】
After the system prompt sounded, the eyes suddenly went dark, and the big screen gradually fell.
It was the spring of the third year after Gu Nan left.
The Taiji Hall is warm in spring, dotted with plum blossoms, and it is still the elegant scene of the past.
Yin Chengxiu stood on the stone steps and lowered his eyes to look down. Under the plum tree, the indifferent emperor quietly brewed tea, and occasionally reached out to brush off the fallen flowers on the chessboard. There was no wave in his eyes.
He looked at the emperor's indifferent expression, and his eyes suddenly became a little sore.
It's been a long time, he hasn't seen Yin Chengan smile for a long time.
The sleeve was pulled suddenly, Yin Chengxiu lowered his head, the little prince looked up at him with red eyes: "Uncle Wang, I miss Taifu Gu..."
I think too, very much.
Yin Chengxiu smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to hold the little prince's hand, and did not speak.
There are actually too many regrets in this world.
For example, the promise that the young emperor could no longer touch.
For example, Yin Chengqing's scenery that can no longer be seen.
Another example is the peach blossom wine that he will never drink again in this life.
Yin Chengxiu raised his head to suppress the moisture that was about to gush out of his eyes, led the little prince around, and walked away.
Behind him, the red plum blossoms were blown down by the wind. The young man in Xuanfu sat among the plum blossoms and sipped his tea with a calm expression.
Time passed slowly, year after year.
The little prince is becoming more and more fierce, with a faint regal demeanor.
In the eighth year after Gu Nan left, Emperor Zhaode issued an edict to abdicate. Three days later, the Crown Prince ascended the throne, changed Yuan Tiancheng, reign name Xuande, Duan Prince Yin Chengxiu was appointed to assist the government, and the order was stable and the country was stable.
And Yin Chengan, on the second day after he abdicated, went to Wushuang Valley alone with a picture scroll in his arms.
Wushuang is actually very beautiful, with peach blossoms in the south and bamboo in the north, lotus pond in the east and plums in the west, Yin Chengan and Yin Ziwang spent the New Year's Eve together in this beautiful place, and then on March [-]th of the following year, Yin Chengan put on plain clothes and brought a picture scroll , into the southernmost peach blossom forest.
Where there is burning, Gu Zhi is still buried.
Three cups of sake, heartfelt narration, the peach blossoms in Wushuang Valley are still burning, Yin Ziwang watched the man in plain clothes go in calmly, but he couldn't see him coming out again.
Seven days later, a yellowed picture scroll was sent from Wushuang Valley to the capital. Daqi's incomparably noble Prince Duan opened the picture scroll with trembling hands, and cried hoarsely in the Tai Chi Hall.
On the top of the picture scroll is still the familiar Tai Chi Hall and the thin boy, but beside the boy, the person lit by new ink stands smiling softly in the spring light, and his beauty is more outstanding than plum blossoms.
Gu Zhihuan.
Yin Chengan.
Live up to the affection.
The author has something to say: Gu Zhihuan and Yin Chengan, they cheated each other once in their lives.
The former gives the latter ten years, and the latter gives the former a lifetime.
I conceived a few extra episodes for Chengxiu. I originally planned to give it to his beloved, but it was strange to think of the temperament of the Yin family.
So the writing is probably still a newspaper article... Are you sure you want more _(:з」∠)_.
The lid of the pot goes up and escapes.
☆, 97|9.1
Peach blossom sake, brush sand in bamboo.
The Huifeng shakes the green willows, and the wind blows into people's homes.
Qinghe Town is a quiet place. There is a Qinghe River to the west of the town. Every morning, the girl with a bamboo basin goes to the riverside to wash yarn. When she returns at dusk, she walks across the small bridge with blue bricks and white tiles, and when she passes by the middle medical center. , and smiled at the little doctor sitting at the door of the medical hall.
There was no medical clinic in Qinghe Town originally, but three months ago, the young doctor with warm eyes and a bag on his back made his home here, and since then there has been a medical clinic in the town.
The little lady is good-looking and kind-hearted, and she is quickly accepted by people.Many people always like to go to the medical clinic when they have nothing to do, and they feel happy when they see the little doctor smiling with his eyes bent.
In people's eyes, the little doctor is gentle, handsome, and lovable.
But when the door of the medical hall is closed, the gentle and kind little doctor can squat down and twist the husky's ears, saying viciously: "You look so stupid, you are so fat."
Yoha: "..."
The people of Qinghe Town are really blind.
Husky stretched out his paws and covered his head and struggled a few times: "Personal attacks are immoral and hosts. Can the things you do be worthy of your skin... let go of my ears first."
"Stupid." Gu Nan pinched his ears with both hands, turned them upwards into rabbit ears, looked at them for a while, frowned and let go.
The husky, who had regained his freedom, had tears in his eyes. He rolled over and nestled in a corner to rub his ears. From time to time, he looked at Gu Nan aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice, "It's so vicious, I deserve to be unable to get out of bed."
Gu Nan smiled and rubbed his wrist.
The husky faltered instantly, twisted his chubby body a few times, and ran out the door against the wall.
In the evening, Yoha came back covered in dust, and Gu Nan undoubtedly repaired him.
The husky, whose appearance is indescribable, has a fragile girlish heart. He lay on the bed and did not forget to twitch his shoulders a few times. He is a powerful actor.
Gu Nan was very hard-hearted, ignoring everything and went to bed with the lights off. Soon, the husky stopped sobbing and wriggled a few times to Gu Nan's side: "Master, are you cold? I'm warm when you hug me. Do you want to hug me to sleep?"
Gu Nan curled his lips slightly, looked down at Yoha's bright eyes, and after a while, lifted the quilt: "Come in."
In the middle of the night, it was windy outside.
Gu Nan was sleeping soundly holding Yoha when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Husky buried his head in Gu Nan's arms and continued to sleep, Gu Nan pulled the quilt, and the door was knocked again soon.
After doing this several times, Yoha collapsed and opened his eyes, Gu Nan touched his head, put on his clothes and got out of bed, one person and one Wang went downstairs and opened the door, there was no one there.
But there is a faint smell of blood.
The dark alleyway is quiet and deep, with a few open fires dotted beside it, adding a bit of a weird feeling.The cold wind blows the debris on the ground, and the sound is very clear at night.
Husky stretched out his claws and tugged at Gu Nan's clothes: "Let's go back."
Gu Nan closed the door with a hum, -- Ren Yiwang went upstairs to lie down, and there was no knock on the door until dawn.
In the morning, the morning light is warm.
Gu Nan opened his eyes, and habitually touched his side, the tentacles were warm and sticky, not the furry touch of a husky, more like... fresh blood.
He raised his hand to the tip of his nose in silence, the smell of blood made Gu Nan wake up instantly, sat up and turned his head to look, and found that the place where the husky was lying on his stomach had turned into a man, the man was dressed in black, with handsome eyebrows, his face was pale and closed Lying there with eyes closed, there are several dark spots on the clothes, which feel bloody and sticky to the touch.
Husky squatted beside the bed, and when Gu Nan woke up, he flicked his tail.
[Ding, the target information has been detected, name: He Xiaoge, age: 20, race: Human, identity: Prince Pingnanhou. 】
[Ding, the development of the plot is detected, and the main task [Buddha] is started. Anyone who is not stupid in the content of the task knows the reward points for completing 8888, and the penalty for failure: Chrysanthemum, are you okay? 】
"..." Gu Nan looked at him: "As far as I have learned from Sanqing Gu Lin Yiqing, it is okay to cure the wind and cold for the townspeople. Do you think I can do it?"
Husky shook his ears and smiled calmly.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for activating the identity skill of this world [Skillful Rejuvenation], 6666 points will be deducted automatically. 】
——A world is gone, Huskies have learned to buy and sell by force.
Gu Nan glanced at him lightly. It was rare that there was no violence. He turned his head and splashed water to wipe the injured man's body. The cloth was stuck to the wound by blood. Gu Nan carefully cut it to wipe off the blood. After everything was over, Husky ran away with the golden sore medicine in his mouth. Come over, Gu Nan took the medicine and bandaged it up, then turned around to pack up his things and wash his hands.
Husky squatted beside him and admired: "Look, you didn't know how to deal with wounds before, but now you are so handy."
Gu Nan hummed.
Yoha wagged his tail and laughed like a dog.
The man has not woken up, Gu Nan's life has not changed much, there is no one who suddenly comes to seek revenge on the man, there is no yamen police who come to check the information, it is still peach blossom sake and the breeze is gentle, sitting by the door at dusk to watch the scenery, seeing A girl with a sweet smile came from Huansha.
The little doctor is still a gentle and delicate little doctor in the eyes of the people of Qinghe Town.
Gu Nannan is still the vicious and shameless Gu Nannan in Husky's eyes.
This day is as usual□□ After finishing the husky, Gu Nan puts it down comfortably
Gu Nan was very helpless.
Years later, all officials were restored.
Gu Nan was still at ease, and did not go to court until the weather warmed up in April.
The court was as usual, except that Prince Duan, who was supposed to be standing first on the left, was nowhere to be seen.
The young man wanted to be on the battlefield, and just after the New Year's Day, he asked to go to Sandu to guard. He left quietly, and when Gu Nan received a letter from Yin Chengxiu to know everything, the latter had already stayed in Sandu for half a month.
Border defense is stable and politics is clear.
The days are as slow as flying catkins, and a year has passed.
Yin Chengan nineteen.
Gu Nan22.
In the deep winter of this year, there was heavy snow for three days, covering several feet, Gu Nan drank three cups of wine alone in the Tai Chi Hall, and bowed several times.
In the picture scrolls he had seen before, Gu Zhihuan and Yin Chengan used the most intimate method to scar their hearts so deeply that there was no possibility of repairing them on such a snowy night.
Footsteps sounded behind him, and the young man in bright yellow walked slowly up to him and put his arms around his waist: "What's wrong?"
"I just feel happy in my heart." Gu Nan looked back at him with a smile.
"Since it's joy, then I won't punish you for secretly drinking." Yin Chengan kissed Gu Nan on the lips: "Today's soup has been loosened, drink it and go to bed early."
Gu Nan frowned: "I haven't caught a cold, but I have to drink medicine every day."
"They're all warming and tonic soups, and they won't do you any harm." Yin Chengan's eyes darkened: "Lin Yu wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that the prescription for medicinal baths will be available soon, and when the weather gets warmer, let's go together."
"..."
Seeing that he was silent, the young man behind him hugged him even tighter: "You said you would walk with me for a long time, right?"
His voice was low and hoarse. For a moment, Gu Nan thought that the young man already knew everything.
Feeling guilt and panic welling up in his heart, Gu Nan was unable to refuse any request from Yin Chengan, so he nodded in response.
Only then did Yin Chengan laugh: "Okay, go to bed early, if you don't want to sleep, it's good to do more things."
Gu Nan resolutely walked to the table and drank the medicine, then got into the quilt and closed his eyes.
The young man walked calmly to the side of the bed and looked down at him with burning eyes.
Then when Gu Nan couldn't stand the sight and turned over, he reached out to hold his hand and leaned over.
The spring tide comes late with rain.
From then on, Gu Nan understood a truth, don't struggle too much with Yin Chengan's insistence.
The consequences were dire.
The author has something to say: end this world tomorrow.
Then I decided to write a side story about repairing in this world in the future.
This will be the first side story I've written in my life!
It is so wayward!
Thank you for a bear on the mountain, I know you, a landmine with a crane returning to [-] yuan, I love you all at a cost.
☆, 95|8.21
Spring flowers, autumn moon, summer thunder, winter snow, the days are light and the clouds are slowly growing.
The peach blossoms in the Tai Chi Hall are in full bloom, and they are still burning after several times.
The spring breeze is still beautiful, and the peach blossoms do not lose their color, but those who once smiled and leaned on the spring breeze without knowing it are a little more bleak.
After all, Gu Nan's body could not withstand the heavy snowfall of the eighth year.
Daqi Tianning eight years, deep winter.
It was snowing outside the window.
The smell of medicine in the Tai Chi Hall was dense, Gu Nan frowned and drank the brown medicine soup, his stomach rolled a few times, and he tasted the smell of blood soon.
He took out the veil from under the pillow and covered it, and when he removed it again, there were some red marks on the plain fabric.
Huiji will be hurt, this is the price.
Gu Nan looked down at the bloodstains on the brocade handkerchief, feeling a little bitter in his heart.He walked with Yin Chengan for eight years, the first six years were peaceful and gentle, his eyes were full of affection, the Tai Chi Hall was full of peach blossoms, there was no smell of medicine that lingered all day long, and there was no pain or sorrow in his heart.
From the seventh year onwards, the past is really just the past.
Gu Nan clenched the blood-stained veil tightly, and now he is lingering on the sick bed, with less than two years left.
The people in the hall lowered their eyes blankly, and the people outside the hall stood expressionlessly in the snow for a long time, and finally opened the door and walked in after Gu Nan coughed up blood again.
The cold wind swept the snowflakes in, Gu Nan raised his head slightly to catch a glimpse of the bright yellow color, quietly hid the handkerchief in his hand under the pillow, and smiled: "How's things going today?"
"Not much." Yin Chengan sat down by the bed, his dark eyes swept across the pillow without any trace, and raised his hand to call the palace man to fetch a cloak and put it on Gu Nan: "How do you feel today, is it still cold?"
The Tai Chi Hall is burning with dragons, charcoal stoves are placed in the corners around and in the center of the main hall, the doors and windows are specially sealed with thick cotton cloth, the hand stove is placed in the arms, and the quilt is covered with three layers, besides, it should not be cold.
But Gu Nan still felt cold, not because of the cold weather, but the coldness seeping from the internal organs, which was bitingly cold.
"It's not cold anymore, it's good." Gu Nan smiled and patted Yin Chengan's hand.
Hearing this, Yin Chengan looked down at the pale and thin hands in his hands, covered them behind his back, and remained silent for a long time before opening his mouth: "...that's good."
Not much to say, but there are more people in Miyagi looking for good doctors and medicinal materials. Bowls of warming and nourishing medicinal soup are delivered to the Tai Chi Hall. Gu Nan's internal organs are so painful that he can't sleep at night, and Yin Chengan is beside him He stretched out his arms to hold him, and let the suffering person bite his arm until it was bloody.
Gu Xiang has not been in court for two years, and his body is weak. He knows that this is Wushuanggu's innate thing, but others don't think so.
Recently, there have been faint rumors in Daqi that Emperor Daozhaode became suspicious of Gu Xiang and imprisoned him earlier, Gu Xiang may no longer exist in the world.
Daqi Prime Minister Wushuang Gu Gu Zhihuan's name is known all over the world. He is kind, kind, talented, intelligent, and has a great reputation in the court and in the Jianghu.As soon as the rumors came out, turbulence arose, and calligraphy and paintings insulting Emperor Zhaode in disguised forms emerged one after another, and even nursery rhymes about Emperor Zhaode's dishonesty and dishonesty appeared among children.
Gu Nan stayed in bed for two years and knew nothing about these things. Naturally, Yin Chengan would not tell him these things to make him worry.
So when Gu Nan found out about this, the rumors had been raging for three months.
Rumors are hard to break but also easy to break. That night, before going to bed, Gu Nanlin looked into Yin Chengan's eyes for a long time in silence, and said, "I will go with you for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven on the fifth day of the lunar new year."
"It's freezing cold, you can't bear it." Yin Chengan said indifferently: "You can rest easy and recuperate, so you don't need to think too much."
"The first rule of Wushuanggu's rule is that once it enters the WTO, it will ensure the prosperity of the great Qi." Gu Nan said, "If rumors are used by internal and external bandits, the consequences are unpredictable. I am a disciple of Wushuanggu in the Jianghu, and I am the prime minister in the court. Let this happen."
Hearing his words, Yin Chengan stared at him for a long time with deep eyes, and then opened his mouth in a low voice: "Yu Yin Chengan, you are Gu Zhihuan, the Gu Zhihuan who promised to accompany me through a lifetime of joy and suffering."
"You can forget this, but I can't forget it."
The bitterness and sadness that comes with being speechless.
But no one knew better than Gu Nan that his decline had nothing to do with the cold weather.
"I'm going." Gu Nan said firmly, "Cheng'an, someone must accompany you during the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Now that Chengxiu has not yet returned to court, I can't tolerate other people standing side by side with you in my place."
Needless to say the affection hidden in these words.
Yin Chengan's heart trembled, he stared at him for a long time, and said hoarsely, "Okay."
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, there is a grand ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven.
Hundreds of officials bowed to the ground in court uniform and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. The altar was built high, and the gods were listed in a row.
Emperor Zhaode stood on the altar in a robe with black background and gold pattern, and Gu Nan stood beside him in a robe with black bottom and silver pattern, leaning over to hold incense and pray for the world.
At noon, the bells and drums rang together, and the ceremony and music rose.
The two stood side by side on the high platform and bowed, lighting the incense and burning amulets, their voices were deep and clear, and being together was indescribably solemn.
"The Holy God of Yuwei, who lives up to the ancient times, inherits the sky, establishes the pole, and develops things to achieve business. The prosperity of the achievements will benefit the world. I will only inherit the order of the sky, show the style, and use it to pray for my family. .Shangxiang."
Bend over three hundred, incense sticks are placed on the platform, the ceremony is completed, and the ceremony and music are singing together.
Yin Chengan stood up and looked into the distance, feeling an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.
In the distance, the Haiyan River is clear and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
The old man is by his side, his eyebrows and eyes are clear.
What more could you ask for?Yin Chengan thought.
Even if it is only two years, he is willing.
After the heaven-sacrificing ceremony, the rumors were dispelled and the court was in peace.
It's just that the time Gu Nan can give Yin Chengan is only one year left.
His body also completely collapsed this year.
In the past, he was able to maintain his energy to make tea and play chess with Yin Chengan, but now it is extremely difficult to even stay awake.
In June, Tai Chi Hall.
Gu Nan stood in front of the window looking at the peach blossoms outside the window, some pink was blown to the side of the bed by the wind, he stretched out his hand to pick up one, the pink color burned even more in the pale palm.
Wiping away the falling flowers with his hand, Gu Nan stretched out his hand to cover his mouth with a wry smile, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the palm of his hand was more colorful than before.
The vermilion color is so gorgeous, but it hurts the eyes.
He wiped away the blood with no expression on his face, and sat on the couch in a daze. After a long time, he felt the darkness above him, and when he raised his head, Yin Chengan stood in front of him and looked at him, his eyes were full of forbearance and pain suppressed by painstaking efforts.
Gu Nan didn't deliberately hide the blood-stained handkerchief, in fact it was useless to hide it, now that his body is so dilapidated, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, he couldn't hide it.
Really, I can't hide it.
The corner of Gu Nan's mouth curled up bitterly, and his fingers unconsciously clenched. A moment later, a warm hand reached out and held his hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
These days, whether Gu Nan vomited blood or fell into a coma, Yin Chengan never asked too many questions, but gave him a warm embrace when he woke up one day, and then said in a deep voice.
——It’s okay, I’m here.
Even if he was as calm and self-retaining as Gu Zhihuan, he would silently cry many times because of these four words in the middle of the night.
But he didn't know that during the many nights when he shed tears, a pair of deep eyes always looked at him silently, and the eyes were full of pain and despair that were so thick that they were about to overflow.
It is said that suffering and joy are together.
But Yin Chengan gave all the joy to Gu Nan, and endured the pain by himself.
Peach blossoms laugh through the spring breeze, and after being blown by the wind, they fall in late autumn and are covered by winter snow.
Gu Nan knew that he might not survive this winter.
After he suddenly fell into a coma for three full days before waking up, Yin Chengan hugged him silently for a long time, and ordered Yin Chengxiu who was far away at the border to be called back.
The little prince who was invincible across the battlefield, when he saw Gu Nan's lingering pale face, his eyes were red and deep, and he choked up for a long time and tried to suppress the pain. When Gu Nan woke up, he still saw the arrogant and proud smile in his memory little prince.
Yin Chengxiu sat with him for a long time. Before leaving, he stretched his arms around Gu Nan's neck and acted like a baby to Gu Nan countless times when he was a child: "Little master, I will go to the Southwest next year, so you must prepare peach blossom wine for me to return." .”
Gu Nan patted him on the back and said yes, don't look away, both of them have red eyes.
The young man in Xuanfu stood outside the hall and looked at them silently, covering his eyes with his hands.
The days passed, the snow fell, and the winter was cold.
However, Gu Nan's spirit suddenly recovered after a heavy snowfall.
Reflection is not a deceptive thing. When a person is about to reach the end of his life, there will always be obsessions that support him to bid farewell to the one he loves.
The last farewell, there will be no future in the future.
The plum blossoms in the Tai Chi Hall in deep winter are the most enchanting, much more beautiful than the spring plum blossoms that Gu Nan saw when he first met Yin Chengan.The palace people cut flower branches to decorate the palace, Gu Nan looked at the eye-catching red with a smile, tilted his head, and the first sentence he said to Yin Chengan was: "I'm sorry."
Sorry, I failed to keep my promise and live up to my affection.
There will be no one else who understands his meaning better than Yin Chengan. After hearing the words, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time. Yin Chengan said softly: "Qingshan is not tired of three glasses of wine, and only one game of chess can be eliminated in a long day. Grand Tutor, just play chess with me once." , how are you?"
The wooden table is dotted with plum blossoms, and the black and white chess pieces are distinct, just like the old days.
Gu Nan stretched out his hand to hold the chess piece and dropped it, looking down at the chess game, the black chess piece still looks decisive in the past, but there is a hidden murderous intention in it, the most delicate.
The once thin boy has grown up.
But Gu Zhihuan was about to go home right away.
This game of chess has been played for a long, long time, half an hour later, Yin Chengan gently dropped the chess piece, a big success.
"Teacher, I won."
His voice was very light, ethereal but solemn: "I didn't win against you when I was young, and I didn't win when I was enthroned, but now, I have won."
Gu Nan stared at him blankly, watching the young man get up and walk to his side, bent over to hug him, his voice hoarse.
"Teacher, life is like a chess game. Only by walking step by step can you understand what you want when you mature."
After the words were finished, his body was carefully put into the quilt. Yin Chengan got up and covered him with the quilt, turned around for a long time, and when he came back, he had an extra river lantern in his hand.
The pink has faded over the years, and it may be seen that it has been carefully protected.
Gu Nan's eyes moved slightly.
Yin Chengan sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and brushed the broken hair from Gu Nan's ears aside, and slowly handed over the river lantern.Handing the river lantern to his eyes, Gu Nan looked at the smudged ink above, and the precipitation was clear.
——Gu Zhihuan.
The three words were captured in his eyes, and the river lantern slowly rotated under his astonished eyes, and then stopped again. The new ink above was dark, penetrating.
——No regrets.
The author has something to say: There are too many affections, and it is difficult to finish in [-] words.
See you tomorrow.
Please give me a dozen lids, the kind that can stop the blades.
☆, 96|8.22
Every word is affectionate.
It's just that when I was inscribing the old characters of the book, my mood was sentimental and admiring, but now I am lighting new ink, and every stroke is unspeakable pain.
Gu Nan raised his eyes to look at Yin Chengan. The latter looked normal, but his eyes seemed to be covered by black mist, covering up all the bright colors in them.
Needless to say the pain in my heart, but I can still cling to the old man's words to give all the warmth and firmness.
The tenderness of the heart.
Gu Nan lowered his eyes, pulled his hand out of his warm palm and put it around Yin Chengan's neck, his voice choked up slightly.
"May I have a good relationship with you forever, but fate is poor."
Nine words were the last words Gu Nan uttered in the depths of winter this year, and he fell into a coma for a long time afterward. The Tai Hospital took great pains to support Gu Nan's dilapidated body with decoction.
Three months later, the New Year's Eve came, and the whole Miyagi was covered in red.
The New Year is still festive, and the fireworks on the city tower are still bright, but the handsome young man who once stood beside the emperor is lingering in the happiest world of the year, suffering from pain and suffering.
It is rare for him to be sober now, Yin Chengan entrusted Yin Chengxiu with the affairs of the court, and sat by the bed all day long, holding Gu Nan's hand, with deep eyes.
His heart was bleeding and no one could see it.
Gu Nan failed to see the last fireworks on the [-]th day of the first lunar month. As time went by, the ice and snow melted, and the branches were newly green. Until the peach blossoms in the Taiji Temple turned into the color they were when they first saw them in the spring, Gu Nan still did not wake up.
He had lost weight for a long time, and was covered by a large quilt as if he would disappear in a second.Yin Chengan stretched out his hand to gently caress Gu Nan's pale cheeks, and suddenly thought of the first time he saw Gu Nan, the man was wearing a plain cloud shirt and standing among the plum blossoms with a smile on his face, elegant and elegant, with outstanding demeanor.
At that time, he was the son of the most unfavored sinful concubine in the Tai Chi Hall. He was tolerant and humble, but possessed the best gentleness in the world.
Now he is the noble and unparalleled son of heaven on the throne of Kowloon, unmatched by anyone, but the person who gave him gentle salvation from the deep palace is leaving.
Nobody knows how much I like you.
So no one knows how I feel right now.
The fingers stuck to the pale face couldn't help trembling, and tried to suppress it for a long time, and finally moved down slowly to hold those slender hands, and kept writing a name on the palms.
Gu Nan.
Gu Zhihuan.
I don't ask you to be gorgeous, nor to be unparalleled in resourcefulness, I just ask you to stand in the spring and smile at me like before.
Even if there is nothing.
The plum blossoms in the hall were dazzling, Yin Chengxiu in the hall held Gu Nan's head and lowered his head, gradually a cold liquid stained the back of Gu Nan's hand.
Yin Chengan cried three times in his life.
For the first time, it was raining heavily in the Taiji Hall, and the blood spread down the white jade steps. He hugged his younger brother and hid in the corner watching in horror, letting the cold rain blur his eyes.At that time, apart from despair and paranoia, the only thing he was thinking about was ascending to the throne of Kowloon in the future, washing away the grievances of the Tai Chi Hall, and looking up at the world.
The second time, when he was sad and desperate, he was redeemed by the tenderest embrace of the boy with clear eyebrows. He held the boy and cried hoarsely. Words of humble self-blame.
For the third time, he held the young man's hand in the warm spring, and even though his arm was wet with cold, his heart was numb like never before.
He gave Gu Nan all his affection in this life, and he no longer had the heart to mourn for himself.
The color of the plum blossom outside the window has slowed down by three minutes, February is coming to an end, and March is beginning.
Gu Nan woke up halfway through March.
When he woke up, the spring was just right outside the window, and he could see plum blossoms through the window, vaguely still the same as before.
Today, 17 years ago, Gu Nan stepped into the Taiji Hall, the spring was warm and the old man was clean.
Today, 17 years later, Gu Nan is weak and lying on the imperial concubine's couch, the plum blossoms are like yesterday, but his life is in danger.
He looked down at his pale hands that were almost transparent, and smiled bitterly.
The lingering sick bed for so many years is still coming to an end.
Suddenly there was the sound of broken porcelain in his ear, Gu Nan raised his head and looked towards the door, the young man in Xuanfu stood there, his expression changed from joy to sadness and then returned to calm, many emotions were hidden in the indifferent eyebrows, deep and sad.
I used to hope that the other party would wake up when I sat on the edge of the bed in despair and held my hand to look at her face.
Now that the person I love sits there and laughs, I know what pain is like.
The corners of Gu Nan's mouth barely curled up: "Cheng An, come here."
Yin Chengan stepped forward and half knelt, looked up at Gu Nan's eyes, Gu Nan stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek, and said in a difficult voice, "I haven't had a good rest recently, and I've always been disobedient."
The young man didn't speak, his dark eyes made Gu Nan dare not face him, he turned his head to look at the plum blossoms outside the window for a long time, and sighed softly: "It's been 17 years, and the plum blossoms are still so beautiful."
Yin Chengan nodded silently, reached out to hold his hand, and silently tightened it.
There was some pain in the wrist, but Gu Nan didn't move, let him hold it, and smiled slightly for a long time: "The spring is just right, I want to try Danqing, Cheng An, get the pen and ink."
Wen Yan, Yin Chengan looked up at him, a faint light flickered in his eyes, he stood up and turned his head, the robe slipped across the back of Gu Nan's hand, soft and cold.
Soon, the young man who had gone out before appeared again, with an extra set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand.
Mahogany table, Qinghe inkstone, black ink stroke, very little vitality.
Gu Nan rolled up his sleeves and wrote in front of the table, turned his wrists, and the Tai Chi Hall painted in ink jumped on the paper, but the painting was not the one in front of him, but what he saw when he entered the Tai Chi Hall for the first time 17 years ago In the scene, the frail young man stood stubbornly with his head raised, his indifferent brows and eyes were full of fragility that was tried hard to hide.
Plum blossom, boy, stone table, sketched on the paper, Gu Nan put down the brush and looked at it for a moment: "It's just hard to describe the charm of plum blossom."
The hands of the young man with drooping eyes beside him, hidden under the sleeves of his wide robe, couldn't help but tremble.
The gentle parting is the most heartbreaking.
In many cases, remembering is to engrave a name on the softest place in the bottom of my heart with a sharp knife, until the blood is dripping and there is no possibility of healing.
He closed his eyes, suppressed the redness that was about to surface, and leaned over Gu Nan's cheek with the most gentle appearance: "No, it's very pretty."
Gu Nan smiled and opened his mouth just as he was about to speak, when his throat suddenly felt itchy, he hurriedly turned his head away, raised his head again, and red dots appeared on the rice paper.
Just sprinkled on the part of the plum tree, it is gorgeous.
Yin Chengan's eyes hurt, and he half-kneeled beside him and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips gently and meticulously. His lips trembled for a long time, and he spoke in a low voice.
——"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gu Nan stared blankly at the graceful plum blossom above and remained silent for a long time, before finally stretching out his hand to Yin Chengan: "Take me back."
The body soared into the air, and was soon covered by softness. Gu Nan leaned on the bed to look at the plum blossoms, turned his head, and his eyes were gradually blurred by tears.
In the afternoon, Yin Chengqing and Yin Chengxiu entered the Tai Chi Hall.
Gu Nan was very happy to see them, he smiled and asked them to sit down, his eyes clear.
The two sat down as promised, there was no abnormality on their faces, but their nails pierced their palms hard where Gu Nan couldn't see.
Wushuanggu, Gu Zhihuan.
This name has been in their lives for many years, but now they can only watch it fade away.
Pain in the heart, but it doesn't show on the face.Yin Chengqing smiled and told Gu Nan the scenery and interesting things he had seen in the north and south of the country in these years, and deliberately played with the little prince, making Gu Nan laugh many times.At the end of the conversation, Yin Chengqing gently held Gu Nan's hand, and said, "There are still many beautiful scenery in this world, Gu Zhihuan, you must go and see them."
Gu Nan said yes in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly.
The little prince smiled and said coquettishly that he must take me with him, and when he turned around, his eyes were slightly red.
After sending Yin Chengqing and Yin Chengxiu away at night, Gu Nan suddenly collapsed and vomited blood.
Yin Chengan hugged him in his arms and kept wiping off the blood, the despair and sorrow in his eyes were too strong to melt away.
The head of the Taiji Hospital knelt outside the hall, but was not summoned for a long time, and the people of the Taiji Palace stood silently with their heads bowed, silent.
Everyone knows that Gu Zhihuan, who has assisted the emperor for 17 years and is a talented teacher of the emperor, can't go on.
It was late at night when he regained consciousness again, the Taiji Hall was brightly lit, Gu Nan opened his eyes in Yin Chengan's arms, his eyes were blurred.
When he moved, a soft kiss fell on his brow, and the young man's voice was soft and tender: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gu Nan smiled, looked up at his profile, and said softly, "Cheng An, play a tune for me."
Yin Cheng looked at him quietly, reached out and took the bamboo flute from the side, and put it to his lips.
For a moment, a clear voice slowly rose in Gu Nan's ear, gentle and tender.
——"Good Night".
I wish you a happy marriage and spend a good night with you.
There are countless prosperity in three thousand, and the sound is affectionate and shallow.
Gu Nan closed his eyes and listened quietly, the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.
The sound of the flute stopped, and warm hands gently wiped away the water stains from the corners of the eyes. Gu Nan did not open his eyes, reached out to hold the hand on his cheek, and said softly: "From now on... let Wushuanggu live in seclusion."
"Then you will go to the white head and give me a plum blossom every year, okay?"
Yin Chengan moved his fingers slightly and his voice was hoarse: "...OK."
Gu Nan moved his hands up and placed them on the other's chest, feeling his heartbeat. After a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Cheng'an, it's getting dark now, and the scenery outside the window is not very clear. I suddenly want to see plum blossoms, go and pick a branch for me. come in."
Yin Chengan's eyes were instantly colored by pain, his hands trembled violently, and he stood up gently.
The plum blossoms outside the window are scorching, even if they are shrouded in darkness, they do not hide their colors.
Gu Nan lay on the couch and watched him go out, closed his eyes, as if entering a vague dream.
In the dream, it was the spring of March. He was holding the picture scroll and standing among the plum blossoms, smiling slightly. His black hair was like ink, and his smile was warm. He still looked like he was shining in the past. He looked at the young man in a black gold-patterned robe opposite him and smiled. Stretching out his hand: "Chengan, come here."
And the young man walked over calmly with a gentle and tender smile, and slowly raised his hand to touch his palm, his eyes full of affection.
In the dream, the spring is good and the years are good, but outside the dream, the red plums are young.
Gu Nan curled the corner of his mouth, his slightly raised hand, with tears in his eyes, lightly landed on the brocade quilt, silently.
At the same time as his wrist was hanging down, the young man in black clothes holding a red plum walked quickly and half-kneeled by the side of the couch, and said in a trembling voice: "...Teacher?"
No one answered.
Yin Chengan stretched out his hand and gently covered Gu Nan's heart. After a long time, he let out a broken sob.
No wind, no rain, no snow this night.
There is only one heart, dripping with blood among the dots of red plums, covering up all the deep feelings.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for clearing the male supporting role world 08, task progress statistics are in progress... the statistics are over. 】
【Story Requirements】
1. Help Yin Chengan ascend the throne smoothly. (completed)
2. Change the fate of Yin Chengxiu's death. (completed)
3. Become the last emperor teacher of Wushuanggu / make Wushuanggu escape from the world. (completed)
4. Change your own fate of confinement. (completed)
5. Guarantee Daqi two generations of peace and prosperity. (completed)
[All the plot requirements have been fulfilled, the host in this world has completed 11 missions in total, and the points settlement is 1698177, the host continues to work hard. 】
[The system enters the update state, and the world 09 will open after the update, please wait patiently for the host. 】
After the system prompt sounded, the eyes suddenly went dark, and the big screen gradually fell.
It was the spring of the third year after Gu Nan left.
The Taiji Hall is warm in spring, dotted with plum blossoms, and it is still the elegant scene of the past.
Yin Chengxiu stood on the stone steps and lowered his eyes to look down. Under the plum tree, the indifferent emperor quietly brewed tea, and occasionally reached out to brush off the fallen flowers on the chessboard. There was no wave in his eyes.
He looked at the emperor's indifferent expression, and his eyes suddenly became a little sore.
It's been a long time, he hasn't seen Yin Chengan smile for a long time.
The sleeve was pulled suddenly, Yin Chengxiu lowered his head, the little prince looked up at him with red eyes: "Uncle Wang, I miss Taifu Gu..."
I think too, very much.
Yin Chengxiu smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to hold the little prince's hand, and did not speak.
There are actually too many regrets in this world.
For example, the promise that the young emperor could no longer touch.
For example, Yin Chengqing's scenery that can no longer be seen.
Another example is the peach blossom wine that he will never drink again in this life.
Yin Chengxiu raised his head to suppress the moisture that was about to gush out of his eyes, led the little prince around, and walked away.
Behind him, the red plum blossoms were blown down by the wind. The young man in Xuanfu sat among the plum blossoms and sipped his tea with a calm expression.
Time passed slowly, year after year.
The little prince is becoming more and more fierce, with a faint regal demeanor.
In the eighth year after Gu Nan left, Emperor Zhaode issued an edict to abdicate. Three days later, the Crown Prince ascended the throne, changed Yuan Tiancheng, reign name Xuande, Duan Prince Yin Chengxiu was appointed to assist the government, and the order was stable and the country was stable.
And Yin Chengan, on the second day after he abdicated, went to Wushuang Valley alone with a picture scroll in his arms.
Wushuang is actually very beautiful, with peach blossoms in the south and bamboo in the north, lotus pond in the east and plums in the west, Yin Chengan and Yin Ziwang spent the New Year's Eve together in this beautiful place, and then on March [-]th of the following year, Yin Chengan put on plain clothes and brought a picture scroll , into the southernmost peach blossom forest.
Where there is burning, Gu Zhi is still buried.
Three cups of sake, heartfelt narration, the peach blossoms in Wushuang Valley are still burning, Yin Ziwang watched the man in plain clothes go in calmly, but he couldn't see him coming out again.
Seven days later, a yellowed picture scroll was sent from Wushuang Valley to the capital. Daqi's incomparably noble Prince Duan opened the picture scroll with trembling hands, and cried hoarsely in the Tai Chi Hall.
On the top of the picture scroll is still the familiar Tai Chi Hall and the thin boy, but beside the boy, the person lit by new ink stands smiling softly in the spring light, and his beauty is more outstanding than plum blossoms.
Gu Zhihuan.
Yin Chengan.
Live up to the affection.
The author has something to say: Gu Zhihuan and Yin Chengan, they cheated each other once in their lives.
The former gives the latter ten years, and the latter gives the former a lifetime.
I conceived a few extra episodes for Chengxiu. I originally planned to give it to his beloved, but it was strange to think of the temperament of the Yin family.
So the writing is probably still a newspaper article... Are you sure you want more _(:з」∠)_.
The lid of the pot goes up and escapes.
☆, 97|9.1
Peach blossom sake, brush sand in bamboo.
The Huifeng shakes the green willows, and the wind blows into people's homes.
Qinghe Town is a quiet place. There is a Qinghe River to the west of the town. Every morning, the girl with a bamboo basin goes to the riverside to wash yarn. When she returns at dusk, she walks across the small bridge with blue bricks and white tiles, and when she passes by the middle medical center. , and smiled at the little doctor sitting at the door of the medical hall.
There was no medical clinic in Qinghe Town originally, but three months ago, the young doctor with warm eyes and a bag on his back made his home here, and since then there has been a medical clinic in the town.
The little lady is good-looking and kind-hearted, and she is quickly accepted by people.Many people always like to go to the medical clinic when they have nothing to do, and they feel happy when they see the little doctor smiling with his eyes bent.
In people's eyes, the little doctor is gentle, handsome, and lovable.
But when the door of the medical hall is closed, the gentle and kind little doctor can squat down and twist the husky's ears, saying viciously: "You look so stupid, you are so fat."
Yoha: "..."
The people of Qinghe Town are really blind.
Husky stretched out his paws and covered his head and struggled a few times: "Personal attacks are immoral and hosts. Can the things you do be worthy of your skin... let go of my ears first."
"Stupid." Gu Nan pinched his ears with both hands, turned them upwards into rabbit ears, looked at them for a while, frowned and let go.
The husky, who had regained his freedom, had tears in his eyes. He rolled over and nestled in a corner to rub his ears. From time to time, he looked at Gu Nan aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice, "It's so vicious, I deserve to be unable to get out of bed."
Gu Nan smiled and rubbed his wrist.
The husky faltered instantly, twisted his chubby body a few times, and ran out the door against the wall.
In the evening, Yoha came back covered in dust, and Gu Nan undoubtedly repaired him.
The husky, whose appearance is indescribable, has a fragile girlish heart. He lay on the bed and did not forget to twitch his shoulders a few times. He is a powerful actor.
Gu Nan was very hard-hearted, ignoring everything and went to bed with the lights off. Soon, the husky stopped sobbing and wriggled a few times to Gu Nan's side: "Master, are you cold? I'm warm when you hug me. Do you want to hug me to sleep?"
Gu Nan curled his lips slightly, looked down at Yoha's bright eyes, and after a while, lifted the quilt: "Come in."
In the middle of the night, it was windy outside.
Gu Nan was sleeping soundly holding Yoha when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Husky buried his head in Gu Nan's arms and continued to sleep, Gu Nan pulled the quilt, and the door was knocked again soon.
After doing this several times, Yoha collapsed and opened his eyes, Gu Nan touched his head, put on his clothes and got out of bed, one person and one Wang went downstairs and opened the door, there was no one there.
But there is a faint smell of blood.
The dark alleyway is quiet and deep, with a few open fires dotted beside it, adding a bit of a weird feeling.The cold wind blows the debris on the ground, and the sound is very clear at night.
Husky stretched out his claws and tugged at Gu Nan's clothes: "Let's go back."
Gu Nan closed the door with a hum, -- Ren Yiwang went upstairs to lie down, and there was no knock on the door until dawn.
In the morning, the morning light is warm.
Gu Nan opened his eyes, and habitually touched his side, the tentacles were warm and sticky, not the furry touch of a husky, more like... fresh blood.
He raised his hand to the tip of his nose in silence, the smell of blood made Gu Nan wake up instantly, sat up and turned his head to look, and found that the place where the husky was lying on his stomach had turned into a man, the man was dressed in black, with handsome eyebrows, his face was pale and closed Lying there with eyes closed, there are several dark spots on the clothes, which feel bloody and sticky to the touch.
Husky squatted beside the bed, and when Gu Nan woke up, he flicked his tail.
[Ding, the target information has been detected, name: He Xiaoge, age: 20, race: Human, identity: Prince Pingnanhou. 】
[Ding, the development of the plot is detected, and the main task [Buddha] is started. Anyone who is not stupid in the content of the task knows the reward points for completing 8888, and the penalty for failure: Chrysanthemum, are you okay? 】
"..." Gu Nan looked at him: "As far as I have learned from Sanqing Gu Lin Yiqing, it is okay to cure the wind and cold for the townspeople. Do you think I can do it?"
Husky shook his ears and smiled calmly.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for activating the identity skill of this world [Skillful Rejuvenation], 6666 points will be deducted automatically. 】
——A world is gone, Huskies have learned to buy and sell by force.
Gu Nan glanced at him lightly. It was rare that there was no violence. He turned his head and splashed water to wipe the injured man's body. The cloth was stuck to the wound by blood. Gu Nan carefully cut it to wipe off the blood. After everything was over, Husky ran away with the golden sore medicine in his mouth. Come over, Gu Nan took the medicine and bandaged it up, then turned around to pack up his things and wash his hands.
Husky squatted beside him and admired: "Look, you didn't know how to deal with wounds before, but now you are so handy."
Gu Nan hummed.
Yoha wagged his tail and laughed like a dog.
The man has not woken up, Gu Nan's life has not changed much, there is no one who suddenly comes to seek revenge on the man, there is no yamen police who come to check the information, it is still peach blossom sake and the breeze is gentle, sitting by the door at dusk to watch the scenery, seeing A girl with a sweet smile came from Huansha.
The little doctor is still a gentle and delicate little doctor in the eyes of the people of Qinghe Town.
Gu Nannan is still the vicious and shameless Gu Nannan in Husky's eyes.
This day is as usual□□ After finishing the husky, Gu Nan puts it down comfortably
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