Dingjiangshan

At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Ning Huaijin's mind, but none of them was what he was happy to see.

In such an almost instinctive emotional wave, he discovered a "self" that was completely different from his impression, and under a sudden shock, he was forced to face the problem that he had been avoiding so much all along.

——Why on earth did he agree to Ning Yan, Ning Huaijin thought almost numbly.

If it is said that he is willing to "sacrifice his life" to serve the emperor because he is unwilling to bear Ning Yan's self-sufficiency, then let alone Ning Yan, even he himself cannot accept such a statement.This undoubtedly still regarded Ning Yan as a wayward child who couldn't eat candy, and stomped his face and feelings on the ground together.

But if he really fell in love with Ning Yan unknowingly——

Ning Huaijin shivered, and subconsciously stopped her thoughts.But then, he came back to his senses, recalling that this is no longer the year that he could struggle with.Now that he has promised Ning Yan to respond to his wishes, he can no longer evade like that in a daze - this has become a problem that he must face up to.

So Ning Huaijin gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, forcing herself to think about it.

If he really likes Ning Yan... Ning Huaijin thought, then the so-called "Three Chapters of Covenant" before was just a fig leaf for him to fulfill his final reputation. The seeds of immorality, but still cover up left and right, and even want to use Ning Yan's initiative to cover up his own intentions.

The entangled and deep emotions in Ning Huaijin's heart suddenly seemed to have a breach, and they rolled away like a flood, breaking the fragile dam in his heart to pieces.

Ning Huaijin stood there numbly and looked at Linglong's back in the distance. After a while, he suddenly understood something without his teacher, and accurately and unmistakably picked up a very thin strand of silk thread from the wave. I recognized the appearance of the thing in the ups and downs.

I'm jealous, Ning Huaijin thought.

His whole body was icy cold by the cold wind in winter, and the damp and cold south air invaded his body along with his breath, and spread to his limbs and bones in a pervasive way.Ning Huaijin tried to move her numb fingertips, but felt that even her hands and feet seemed to be frozen in such a cold winter.

The maids not far away also seemed to think that it was not appropriate for Linglong to stand for a long time in such weather, so they looked at each other, and an older maid came forward and moved closer to Linglong and said something.

Ning Huaijin couldn't hear what they said, only saw Linglong nodded and straightened up with some difficulty.

She turned slightly sideways, as if she wanted to leave, Ning Huaijin felt very guilty for some reason, fearing that she would see her, she took a step back subconsciously, wanting to hide behind.

Ning Huaijin was flustered and didn't pay attention to the situation behind him. When he belatedly remembered that there was a rockery behind him, his center of gravity had already shifted to the back foot, and he couldn't get it back.

He was already ready to hit a hard rock, but he didn't want to bump into something soft and warm just after taking half a step back.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind his waist to protect him.

Ning Huaijin's nerves were so tense that she didn't see who was behind her at all. She was shocked, took a step back in reaction, and turned her head vigilantly.

"Uncle Emperor." Ning Yanwen said softly, "It's me."

If it was normal, Ning Huaijin would definitely find that something was wrong with Ning Yan - in such a cold day, he didn't wear a cloak, nor did he bring a hand stove, but only a slightly thick cotton coat.Moreover, his forehead was covered with a fine layer of thin sweat, his voice was also a little unstable, and the right hand that was stretched out was trembling slightly.

But Ning Huaijin was so confused right now, not to mention paying attention to these trivial matters, she even forgot to ask why Ning Yan suddenly appeared here.

Ning Yan didn't seem to care about his abnormal reaction, he took a step forward, narrowed the distance between Ning Huaijin and Ning Huaijin very naturally, and put his arms around his waist again.

This posture was somewhat similar to last night. Ning Yan circled Ning Huaijin from behind, rested his chin on his right shoulder, wrapped his hands around his waist, and held Ning Huaijin's hand.

"Why are Uncle Huang's hands so cold?" Ning Yan smiled softly: "I still expected Uncle Huang to warm my hands, why are you worse than me now?"

Ning Huaijin didn't speak.

His heart was pounding in his chest, but not because of the heartbeat, but because of something else.

Confusion, uneasiness, dissatisfaction and avoidance of unknown pain were mixed together, making it difficult for Ning Huaijin to respond to Ning Yan as naturally as usual.

He even thought in Ning Yan's utterance of "Uncle Emperor", which was very out of place and decent - how could you hug me so intimately in front of Linglong.

Aside from everything else, until now, Ning Huaijin had to admit that he was actually not willing to share Ning Yan with the woman.

This not only made him feel as if he was one of the options available to Ning Yan, but also felt that he had taken away a woman's husband in an even more despicable way—he was unwilling, and in any case, he would not do this thing.

Ning Yan felt his resistance in the silence, he clenched his arms even tighter, almost sticking his whole body against Ning Huaijin's body.

It seems that it only takes a moment for a young man to lose his stature. He has already grown taller than Ning Huaijin, and when he embraced him with both hands, he could easily hold Ning Huaijin in his arms.

Ning Huaijin lowered her eyes, and found that Ning Yan's hand was on the back of his hand, and her thumb was gently rubbing the back of his hand, which seemed to be soothing.

Ning Yan's fingers were slender and fair, compared to Ning Huaijin's hands covered with trivial blood, they looked more pampered, like a frail scholar who couldn't lift his hands.

But Ning Huaijin knows that these hands can play chess and draw, and can also shoot with a bow. For so many years, Ning Yan has relied on these hands to forcibly support the government and the country to move forward.

——He has grown up long ago, Ning Huaijin thought.

Ning Yan didn't seem to be waiting for Ning Huaijin to speak, he raised his head slightly, and looked forward in Ning Huaijin's direction with this posture, and happened to see half of Linglong's silhouette.

Linglong was talking to the maid, but the maid shook her head and forced the stove into her hand.

"So that's what happened." Ning Yan withdrew his gaze, and smiled in Ning Huaijin's ear, "The child is not mine."

"No..." Ning Yan paused, and then said: "It should be said that Linglong has no children at all."

"It was my order to tell her to perform a show for outsiders to see." Ning Yan said to himself, as if explaining, but his tone was too understated, but it was like exchanging news with Ning Huaijin when chatting in the past: "I didn't tell Uncle Huang earlier, I scared you."

Ning Huaijin's spreading emotions seemed to be cut off in an instant, he was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What—"

"Is the emperor scared?" Ning Yan tilted his head and looked at Ning Huaijin's side face in this posture intimately. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and his words were also gentle: "Did Uncle Huang think it was my child?"

Ning Huaijin still felt that his heart was beating extremely fast, he took a deep breath as if he was afraid, and hummed very lightly.

"How do you feel?" Ning Yan asked gently: "Are you sad, do you hate me? Do you feel that I am a villain who backtracks on my promises, and while loving you like the sea, I also pamper the women around me."

The more Ning Yan said the more outrageous, and the more he said the more ugly, Ning Huaijin frowned, and subconsciously wanted to shake her head, telling him not to belittle herself like this.

But before Ning Huaijin could move, Ning Yan hugged him tighter.

"Uncle Huang can think about it before we talk about it." Ning Yan said.

Ning Yan still had a smile on his face, but that smile wasn't as pure as usual. His eyes were half downcast, looking careless. Although his tone was still gentle, Ning Huaijin had been with him every day for ten years. Knowing him well, it was easy to hear something abnormal in that tone.

"I told the emperor the truth so easily so that you would not feel sad because of the misunderstanding." Ning Yan said, "I don't want to use such a misunderstanding to test the emperor's mind, so I told everything."

"But it doesn't mean that I want to listen to the perfunctory words that the emperor feels relieved." Ning Yan said.

Ning Yan's gentle tone was slightly restrained, and the sharpness hidden inside easily pierced through the covering coat to reveal it, making people's hearts tremble.

Ning Huaijin suddenly remembered why this tone was familiar.

In the past, in the imperial court, it was inevitable that there would be some vegetarians with dead bodies. Seeing that Ning Yan was young, he wanted to fool him on some unimportant things.

Some of these things Ning Yan turned a blind eye to, while others had to be taken out one by one to clarify.Ning Yan seldom really got angry, mostly just like that, and asked a few more questions with a smile.

The emperor's majesty is usually not in the wrath of the emperor, nor in the authority and power, but it is in such subtleties that it only needs to be revealed a little bit, and it can be unstoppable.

Ning Huaijin suddenly realized clearly that this was the real Ning Yan.

It is the emperor who sat on the golden throne on the high platform for ten years.

And the ones he usually sees are Ning Yan who has stripped off the emperor's coat and only faces his sweetheart.

Unknowingly, he has grown into an adult, with a clear mind and insight into the world.Maybe he already knows many things clearly in his heart, it depends on whether he wants to take them out or not.

Ning Huaijin clearly understands that now is the time for him to "care about".

"Perhaps what I just said was too explicit, so it's not easy for the emperor to answer." Ning Yan took back the words "understanding" himself, and mended them in a tactful way: "Then let me change the way of asking, At that moment just now, when Uncle Huang misunderstood that Linglong was pregnant with my child, did he not feel happy because I had a successor, but rather lost, unwilling, and completely disappointed."

"Uncle Huang, think about it carefully before saying yes or no." Ning Yan softened his tone again, and even smiled softly in Ning Huaijin's ear twice.

"After all—" Ning Yan made a long note intentionally, and said with a smile, "It's a serious crime to bully the emperor, Uncle Huang."