Dingjiangshan

Ning Huaijin took a deep breath indiscriminately.

He could tell that Ning Yan came out in a hurry.Not to mention that he only sent Qin Liu to deliver the letter the night before yesterday, but just by the clothes on Ning Yan's body, it can be seen how urgent he was when he set off.

Your Majesty has been well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and he is respected by gold and jade. Even if he is recruited by himself, he is decent. What clothes he wears on any occasion has always been appropriate, and there is no time for mistakes.

But now he has come all the way to the barracks, but he is only wearing a soft and light water-colored coat.Generally speaking, Ning Yan will only wear this for comfort when he stays indoors and does not see customers. If he wants to go out or meet customers, he always needs to change into a darker outer shirt with a stiffer fabric, not to mention that he is now Afraid of the cold, how could he not even bring a cloak when going out?

Ning Huaijin looked down slightly, and found that he only had a sachet of herbs hanging around his waist, not even the jade that he usually wears when he goes out.

Ning Huaijin's eyes just glanced around like this, and he could almost imagine Ning Yan's appearance when he received the letter - he couldn't even wait to go back to the back hall to change his clothes, so he hurried away come over.Moreover, the place where Xie Jue camped was remote, and he and Xie Jue were not in the camp for the whole day, so they don't know if Ning Yan took a detour or how he found it.

Ning Yan didn't move forward except for the first two steps. He stood on the spot, the candlelight behind him was mostly blocked by the thick curtain, and only some subtle halos spread over his body, making him a bit thin.

Ning Huaijin silently reached out and took off the cloak on her body, took a few steps forward, put the cloak on Ning Yan, and wrapped him up.

"I won't go back on what I promised Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin said seriously, "Since I didn't do it before, I certainly won't do it in the future."

Ning Huaijin spent the whole day except killing people and setting fires. After running back and forth in the forest for a long time, the cloak was stained with dust. I picked off a dead leaf, and brushed the floating ash on my shoulders.

Ning Yan didn't dislike it either, subconsciously stretched out his hand to squeeze it tighter, lowered his head and sniffed.

Ning Huaijin's cloak was stained with a little kerosene smell, and it smelled like the aftertaste of gunpowder smoke dissipating.Ning Yan tightly grasped the fingers of the cloak, suddenly feeling tired from the bottom of his heart.

That tiredness seemed to appear along with An Xin. From the time Ning Yan received the letter, he had to drive all night until he saw Ning Huaijin, but his heart was still restless.He desperately wanted to confirm his conjecture from Ning Huaijin, but he was also afraid that all of this was just because he thought too much, so he came here so rashly, it seemed very self-indulgent.

But just at this moment, Ning Yan suddenly felt that the answer was not that important.

Even if Ning Huaijin told him now that he had no intention of responding to Ning Yan's feelings, and that message only meant that he was willing to "shake it up a little bit", Ning Yan also felt that he had nothing to lose.

The moment Ning Huaijin put the cloak on Ning Yan just now, Ning Yan suddenly recalled the appearance when he was tempted by Ning Huaijin after a long absence.

Over the past few years, he can often remember the strange dream that made him break his heart, but why he fell in love with Ning Huaijin seemed to be blurred.

If you want to distinguish carefully, sitting on the throne, Ning Yan has a bottom line in his heart, no one can knock on it, and he has only opened it to Ning Huaijin for so many years.In the beginning, they depended on each other and trusted without reason. Later, as Ning Yan grew up day by day, that kind of trust changed little by little under Ning Huaijin's bottomless help and carefulness, revealing his true face underneath.

Ning Yan once thought that his love for Ning Huaijin was a long-term stream, hidden in the subtleties of daily life, and it was a matter of course and a matter of course.

— but now it seems that it is not.

Fragments of memories suddenly appeared in his mind. These memories were mottled and disorderly, but most of them were commonplace—either the candied fruit that Ning Huaijin put in front of him with the medicine bowl, or Ning Huaijin's memory. Huai Jin smiled helplessly and indulgently when he found the notebook he had hidden.

Ning Yan discovered that he had been fascinated by these small trifles countless times without knowing it, and his almost obsessive liking for Ning Huaijin was accumulated little by little, until there was nothing left to hide Cangcai caught him off guard.

For so many years, Ning Yan was driven by this kind of almost pure heartbeat, and tried to find out Ning Huaijin's mind bit by bit.

He has long been prepared for a long-term struggle, so whether Ning Huaijin is willing to respond to him or not, he has already decided on his own path.

"Indeed." Ning Yan blinked and said, "...Uncle Huang has always followed his word and never backed down."

Ning Huaijin instinctively felt that Ning Yan's words had a subtle implication, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't think of anything worthy of Ning Yan's irony, so he said, "It's cold outside, let's go in."

"Wait a little longer." Ning Yan looked at Ning Huaijin gently and intently, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to engrave him in his mind.

"Uncle Huang doesn't know." Ning Yan took his hand and put it on his heart, and said in a low voice: "...my heart is beating so fast right now."

Before this, Ning Yan always felt that "like" is an endless emotion, just like a jar of fine wine, it will only become more mellow as time goes by.But the "heartbeat" is only a very short moment, like fireworks, fleeting and impossible to capture, even if it can be rekindled later, the splendor of that moment is not the same as the old.

But just now, when Ning Yan came out of the camp, and watched Ning Huaijin, who had returned from victory, walk towards him, took off his cloak and put it on him, he realized that he had made a big mistake.

Because his heart for Ning Huaijin has never stopped, and it is still the same as before.

Just like the warmth that covered his shoulders, it stretched all the way back, forming an endless thread in his young life.

——There are thousands of kings in history books, Ning Yan thought, I am luckier than them all.

Almost as soon as Ning Huaijin put her hand over Ning Yan's heart, she felt the obvious and chaotic heartbeat inside.

Just like what Ning Yan said, his heart was beating very fast.Ning Huaijin even had an illusion, as if such a lively and passionate life was about to jump into his hands through the thin fabric.

But in just a few breaths, Ning Huaijin suspected that he had been assimilated by Ning Yan, a ray of extremely subtle heat went up from his palm, climbed his arm and mixed into his bones and blood, tingling him numbly. The heartbeat of the other party is pulled to the same frequency.

"I also heard the heartbeat of Uncle Huang." Ning Yan said suddenly, "Became faster than me."

Ning Huaijin subconsciously withdrew her hand, as if trying to cover up something.

Ning Yan was not too stubborn, and let him go.

"Go into the tent." Ning Huaijin coughed dryly and said, "It's windy at night."

Ning Yan didn't make any fuss this time, and said hello honestly.

I don't know if Ning Yan didn't bring any entourage with him when he went out this time, or if the shadow guard had already found another place to settle himself. There was no one else in Ning Huaijin's tent, except for a small burden on the bed, there was nothing else. The change.

Ning Huaijin walked to the corner of the tent first, and washed her hands and face with a basin of cold water, only then did she feel that the inexplicable enthusiasm just now subsided a lot.

Ning Yan would chase here, which Ning Huaijin did not expect before.But since Ning Yan came after him, Ning Huaijin knew that he was also troubled by that letter.

Prince Gong has always been a person who observes etiquette and knows how to advance and retreat. Although some things can't be seen clearly for a while, he is definitely not a person who dares to act or not to act.

When he heard Qin Liu send that message, he had roughly planned this matter in his mind, thinking that he should understand the chaos in Tongbai County as soon as possible, and go back and explain it clearly to Ning Yan.

But now that Ning Yan is here, some things are said earlier and later, but they are all the same.

Ning Huaijin made up her mind, shook off the water droplets on her hands, and turned around.

Ning Yan was already wrapped in a cloak and sitting on the side of the couch. There was no brazier in the tent, so it was still a bit cold for him.

Ning Huaijin dried her hands with a cloth towel, walked over and sat beside Ning Yan.

After so many years, Ning Yan has become quite familiar with him. As soon as he saw Ning Huaijin's expression, he knew that he had already prepared a draft and had a lot to say.

So Ning Yan preemptively said, "Uncle Huang said, I think that letter means whatever it means—is it true?"

Ning Huaijin pursed his lips. He exerted a little strength, and his lips turned slightly white.

Ning Huaijin seemed to want to confirm something, and asked again: "Then is Your Majesty serious?"

"The world can learn from it, the sun and the moon are both bright." Ning Yan said.

"Actually—" Ning Huaijin got stuck at the beginning, he paused, and said slowly: "I have thought about it many times before, maybe your majesty has misunderstood the relationship and regarded the relationship between the monarch and his ministers who depend on each other as a anything else."

"I've thought about it many times, Uncle Huang." Ning Yan sighed in a low voice: "I'm not afraid that you will think I'm not firm, if... if there's even the slightest possibility, I would like to be uncle and nephew with Uncle Huang even more. "

Ning Huaijin was silent for a moment.

He believed that Ning Yan was telling the truth, because even from Ning Yan's own point of view, being a pair of unrelated monarchs, ministers, uncles and nephews was far safer and longer-term than being a lover.

"I believe it." Ning Huaijin said.

"Master Jiang once advised the minister before that if he really has no intentions for His Majesty, he should cut through the mess quickly and tell His Majesty what he should say, so that His Majesty will not always have hope in his heart, and the injury will be worse in the end." Ning Huaijin said: "At that time, I knew that what he said was the truth, and it was also a reasonable truth, but I couldn't make up my mind. Every time I wrote a letter, I couldn't say such a thing."

Ning Yan didn't expect such a thing to happen before, and with a thought, he hurriedly asked, "Why?"

"A gentleman should not lie." Ning Huaijin turned her head and looked at Ning Yan: "I feel ashamed for saying such things."