Dingjiangshan

Ning Huaijin didn't know what he should say.

Because no matter what he says now, he will fall into a situation where he will go back and forth.

As Ning Yan said, no matter how much Ning Yan pampers him, likes him, and turns a blind eye to his daily attitudes, Ning Yan is a monarch after all, if he speaks and wants to hear the "truth", Ning Huaijin couldn't be half-deceived and perfunctory, otherwise he would be violating his duty as a courtier and being disloyal.

Ning Huaijin had previously set the rules himself, saying that he could not flout the rules of the monarch and ministers and act recklessly just because of his relationship with Ning Yan, so naturally he couldn't slap his mouth on himself now.

But he really didn't know what to say.

In all honesty, Ning Yan's question is not difficult, nor is it an esoteric question that requires a lot of thinking to answer.Ning Huaijin didn't even need to organize his words, he only needed to nod slightly, and he was able to express everything in his mind.

But he couldn't tell.

Ning Huaijin had met those concubines in Ning Zongyuan's harem before, and had dealings with Ruan Yin more than once.These women may be weak or beautiful on the face, but they hide bottomless scheming behind their backs, and every case is calculated out of ten, and the fight is more dangerous than that in the court, and it is even more dangerous for people to get killed. commonplace.

In the hearts of these women, beauty, family background and children are all tools for favor.Life and death in the harem is like a group of flowers vying for beauty. When one flower blooms, it is bound to crowd out the brilliance of another flower, so they will fight for it, even if they use some dirty means to kill people. Do whatever it takes.

But it can be said that one or two of them are vicious in nature, but it cannot be said that if each of them is like this.

Although Ning Huaijin has not yet married, she also understands that these women are fighting endlessly. Apart from fighting for power and status, they are more fighting for the favor of "Your Majesty".

From love to sorrow, from love to terror—those jaw-dropping vicious methods, in the final analysis, are nothing more than accumulations and derivatives of the accumulated jealousy, dissatisfaction, and resentment.

It's just that they can't hate their husbands, they can only hate the "others" who robbed their husbands.

Ning Huaijin once thought that he was an upright man, even if he agreed to Ning Yan on such a matter, he would still abide by his heart and duty, and get along with him frankly, and he would never come to such a hideous situation.

But looking at it now, he is no different from those jealous women.

Ning Huaijin gritted his teeth. He was at war with man, and his human instinct made him want to avoid such an embarrassing situation from the bottom of his heart, but his long-term upbringing did not allow him to turn a blind eye to his own filth.

Besides—

Ning Huaijin thought, besides, Ning Yan wanted to listen to his "truth".

In the end, Ning Huaijin himself didn't know whether his upbringing had the upper hand, or whether Ning Yan's "sacred decree" had lowered the scale in his heart. In short, he took a deep breath in pain and nodded his head with difficulty.

Ning Huaijin didn't even realize that he was shaking all over, even more violently than Ning Yan.

He seemed to have exhausted most of his body's strength to nod his head, his whole body shook for a moment, and he lowered his head to cover one of his eyes.

It was an extremely evasive gesture, and Ning Yan couldn't guess for a moment whether he didn't want to admit that he had such "inappropriate" thoughts, or simply didn't want to show his unbearable side in front of him.

But Ning Yan had already got the answer he wanted, he held Ning Huaijin in his arms contentedly, turned his head and rubbed his cheek from his lips.

"Uncle Huang is so good." Ning Yan said.

Ning Yan's voice was soft and slow, like a ghost who came to ask for his life. His tone was so gentle that he could pinch water, but his attitude was so firm that he refused to back down even a single step.

Seeing Ning Huaijin like this, Ning Yan couldn't bear it, but since there are some things and some words that have been erroneously placed in mid-air, then he must make it clear, otherwise this time it can be perfunctory , Next time I want to bring it up again, I'm afraid there won't be such a good time.

But Ning Yan knew in his heart that this "timing" was too soon for Ning Huaijin.

He didn't think of forcing Ning Huaijin at this time, and of course he didn't think of saying these things to him in such an unprepared situation today.

It's hard to say clearly about Linglong in the letter, Ning Yan had already thought about it before, and when Ning Huaijin came back, he had to explain it clearly to him as soon as possible.But Ning Huaijin came back in a hurry, he was so happy that he forgot about it, until today when everyone was sitting in the office hall, he remembered that there was such a big hot potato in the backyard, when he hurried back However, Ning Huaijin still met her face to face.

The moment he saw Ning Huaijin's expression, it was hard for Ning Yan to say who had more mixed feelings between him and Ning Huaijin.But by the time he realized it, he had already asked what he had buried in his heart for a long time.

At that moment, Ning Yan eagerly wanted to seize the gap in Ning Huaijin's rationality and peep inside, to see if there was a little or two in Ning Huaijin's thoughts that had never been clearly expressed by Ning Huaijin that could soothe his long-standing anxiety. .

For Ning Yan, Ning Huaijin is the source of his heart, a dream he dared not pursue for many years, and the only variable for him to control all situations.

Human nature is greedy, and Ning Huaijin's efforts to take a step so far are far from being able to fill the hesitation and anxiety that Ning Yan has been tossing and turning day and night in the past few years, so much so that even though Ning Huaijin has admitted that he is not heartless towards Ning Yan, Ning Yan still wanted to touch his heart with his own hands to see if there were more things he wanted hidden inside.

So Ning Yan's plundering desire that belonged to the emperor suddenly showed its fangs, and when Ning Yan himself was unable to resist, he pushed Ning Huaijin into a desperate situation with an almost decisive attitude.

This is not good, Ning Yan thought.

Ning Yan knew in his heart that he had been thinking about this matter for four years, and he was so obsessed with it, he was extremely firm, and wished to pull all the gods of the world from the altar to be a witness together.

But Ning Huaijin didn't.

It took Ning Huaijin a whole year to walk towards him. In just a few short months, she wanted him to fully understand the future and the future, and to figure out what is the relationship between husband and wife. The way to get along is difficult for the strong.

What's more, Ning Huaijin is a "subject" herself. If Ning Yan wants him to stand beside her in an upright manner, with no shame or fear in her heart, it is tantamount to completely tearing apart the two identities of "Emperor Chonghua" and "Prince Gong" That soft and clean "Ning Huaijin" was stripped away from her identity.

But this is easier said than done.

For Ning Huaijin, this is no less than overthrowing what he has seen and learned in the first 30 years of his life, and forcibly reversing his instincts and attitudes in dealing with people in these years.Knocking off the shackles of being a minister on his body, and not hesitating to take out half of his whole body, Ning Yan can only proceed carefully.

Ning Yan's mood gradually calmed down, he looked at Ning Huaijin tenderly for a while, and instead of holding his hand, he leaned forward and kissed him again.

"Huaijin." Ning Yan quietly changed her address again, and said in a gentle voice, "Linglong is gone, why are you still shaking so much?"

But Ning Huaijin was no longer in the mood to think about Linglong, he gritted his teeth, and was hugged by Ning Yan almost obediently, like a broken jar.

"Are you angry with me?" Ning Yan sighed softly, and said, "Indeed, I shouldn't have forced you like that. You just apologized to me yesterday, but today I made the same mistake. It seems that this world is indeed a feng shui turn, in the future, when I see people introspecting, I have to encourage each other."

Ning Huaijin could still hear what he said, and shook her head very lightly.

"Why, aren't you angry with me?" Ning Yan had been staring at him without blinking, so he could naturally capture all the subtle expressions in his eyes.He paused for a moment and asked, "What is that?"

Ning Huaijin seemed to have finally made up his mind to speak. He took a breath intermittently, as if urged by a burst of urgency. When he spoke, his voice was already very hoarse.

"...I'm afraid." Ning Huaijin whispered.

He spoke very lightly and at a loss, Ning Yan felt a pain in his heart when he heard it, and hugged him even tighter.

Ning Yan understands Ning Huaijin's unfinished intentions, he does have many things to be afraid of - the reputation of Prince Gong's family, the feelings that cannot be tolerated by the world, the future full of mist, the civil and military affairs of the court and the subjects of the world. His vision, and his feelings of being "taken away" by Ning Yan bit by bit.

If Ning Yan repents in the future, these things may be called "stains" to Ning Yan, but to Ning Huaijin, they are indeed a disaster.

It is natural for him to be afraid.

Ning Yan didn't feel sad and angry because Ning Huaijin's answer was so distrustful, on the contrary, he felt satisfied and relieved for the first time.

"Huaijin." He rubbed his chin affectionately on Ning Huaijin's shoulder socket on the collarbone, and said in a low voice, "I'm so happy."

Ning Huaijin gave him a sideways glance in confusion and confusion, as if she didn't understand what there was to be happy about.

"I've always wanted to grow up to be a grown-up." Ning Yan said: "Not only to be a good emperor, to gather power, and to control the country. I also want to be someone you can rely on. If you encounter difficulties, you need me to come." Make up your mind, and let me help you."

"But no matter how well I do and how capable I am, I can't do it alone—" Ning Yan said, "As long as you still treat me like a child, I won't be strong enough."

"But it's fine now—" Ning Yan said with a low smile, and Ning Huaijin could feel the tremor in his chest, which seemed to be transmitted to his chest along with the part where they fit together.

"I like it when you say such things." Ning Yan said: "As long as you say it, I can save you from worrying."

"I'm not seeking favor with you, nor am I accusing you of anything." Ning Huaijin said, "Xiao Yan, you have done a good job."

"As long as you believe in me, I can do better." Ning Yan said: "There are many things that I can't say now, but I can tell you something, in another year——Huaijin, I will Let my mind be a lesson to heaven.”

Ning Yan's words were so loud that Ning Huaijin was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile, and laughed at himself: "It seems that you and I have been like this since the hunting ground until today. Obviously I want to solve your difficulties, but instead I need you to guide me in everything. —it’s really useless.”

"It's useful." Ning Yan said, "You made me very happy today. I've never felt so peaceful in my heart."

Ning Huaijin seemed even more puzzled.

"I see your uneasiness, jealousy, contradictions, and fragility." Ning Yan said: "...and fickleness."

Every time he uttered a word, Ning Huaijin would stiffen a little, until in the end, it had become a stiff lump.

Ning Yan smiled indifferently, and his tone suddenly became very relaxed.

"I'm happy—" Ning Yan whispered in Ning Huaijin's ear, "We are the same."