Dingjiangshan

Not to mention He Wenting, even Ning Yan himself did not expect that Ning Huaijin would still be such a "rogue".

So much so that when Ning Yan heard He Wenting report that Ning Huaijin entered the palace with him and insisted on coming to him for "discussion", Ning Yan himself was a little dazed.

"The prince said that he has something urgent to discuss with His Majesty." He Wenting said in embarrassment: "And—"

"And what?" Ning Yan asked.

"And... the prince said, it's okay if His Majesty is inconvenient for a while, he can wait outside." He Wenting said.

Ning Yan: "..."

Doesn't this block the way for him to refuse?

Ning Yan did take back all the privileges of Ning Huaijin, and no longer acquiesced in allowing him to enter and leave the emperor's bedroom without edict, but Ning Huaijin blocked his door to "seek", Ning Yan was really bad, so he sent him back .Otherwise, within half a day, the entire capital would know that Prince Gong Ning Huaijin had somehow angered the Emperor, to the point that it was even difficult for the face saint.

Although Ning Yan wanted to avoid him, he didn't want to take Ning Huaijin's face in front of so many eyes from outside.

"Forget it." Ning Yan frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, compromised: "Since there is a business to discuss, let the emperor come in."

He Wenting originally thought that he had brought back a Prince Gong after going back and forth this time, but Ning Yan would not say that he was angry, but at least he would have to interrogate him a few more times, but he never thought that he would pass the test so easily.He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was afraid that Ning Yan would regret it, so he hurriedly responded and went out to invite Ning Huaijin.

Although Ning Huaijin looked at the Bafeng motionless on the face, he was actually not at ease in his heart. He even made preparations for Ning Yan to still refuse to see him and forcefully break into the Zichen Palace.

But fortunately, Ning Sheng was angry when he was angry, and sad when he was sad, but he hadn't really reached the point of breaking up with him, and he was still relieved.

When Ning Huaijin entered, a young medical officer from Tai Hospital was kneeling beside Ning Yan, applying medicine to his right wrist.The room was filled with a strong smell of ointment, Ning Yan half leaned on the back of the chair, half closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead time after time.

Not seeing him for a few days, he looked haggard. Ning Huaijin felt a little uncomfortable seeing him, and subconsciously slowed down his pace.

On the contrary, Ning Yan himself was very alert. Ning Huaijin only took two steps closer when he opened his eyes.

"The emperor is here."

As soon as Ning Yan opened his mouth, his eyes touched the painting scroll in Ning Huaijin's arms. He was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Ning Huaijin's expression.

Ning Huaijin pursed her lips, and tightly clenched the painting in her hand.

He obviously has something to say, but there are too many people in the hall now, so it is difficult for him to speak.

If it was normal, Ning Yan would have taken the initiative to back off at this time, but now he has extremely complicated thoughts about Ning Huaijin, he wants to get close, but he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he is in a dilemma, so he didn't say anything.

Ning Yan understands his temperament, Prince Gong regards "rules" as more important than anything else, even if he wants to have an affair with him, because of the presence of these people, he will not really say anything out of the ordinary.

Ning Huaijin saw Ning Yan's resistance. He knew that he had really hurt Ning Yan's heart, and he didn't dare to expect Ning Yan to be as warm to him as usual. He just secretly encouraged himself in his heart and summoned the courage to speak up Said: "Your Majesty—"

However, before Ning Huaijin finished the second half of his sentence, the palace door opened again.Ning Huaijin looked back subconsciously, and saw He Wenting walking in with an ebony tray, and gave him a embarrassed smile.

"It's time for Your Majesty to drink the medicine." He Wenting explained.

In Ning Huaijin's heart, the sky is big and the earth is big, so Ning Yan's body is naturally the biggest, so he swallowed what he wanted to say for the time being, and signaled He Wenting to go first.

Ning Yan waved away the medical officer, and frowned impatiently at the bowl of pitch-black concoction.

It seemed that he didn't want to show timidity in front of Ning Huaijin, so he hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the medicine bowl without saying anything, raised his head with the spirit of a strong man breaking his wrist, held his breath, and gulped down the medicine bowl .

Ning Yan was afraid of suffering, and he always took a sip of medicine to avoid taking a sip. The dregs of the medicine underneath were never shaken to drink, and there was always a sip and a half left, and it was almost done.

Ning Huaijin took a step forward habitually, wanting to reach out to pick up his medicine bowl, who knew that Ning Yan shook the edge of the bowl, shaked a little medicine dregs at the bottom of the bowl, and drank it clean.

Ning Huaijin's outstretched hand paused in mid-air for a moment, neither advancing nor retreating.

Ning Yan caught a glimpse of Ning Huaijin's movements from the corner of his eye, and only then did he react, so he put down the bowl, turned to Ning Huaijin and said softly: "A mouthful of medicine dregs is bitter, but it doesn't necessarily mean you can't swallow it. .”

He paused as he spoke, shook his head, and laughed helplessly and self-deprecatingly: "...in the past, I was just coquettish, and I just wanted to rely on the emperor to act like a baby."

At this moment, Ning Huaijin only felt that a thin and thin sharp knife pierced his heart fiercely along his outstretched fingertips.

Strange to say, when Ning Yan said to "draw a clear line" with him, Ning Huaijin just felt at a loss and didn't know what to do.But at this moment, Ning Yan clearly didn't say a serious word to him, but he felt an indescribable heartache for no reason.

He almost subconsciously took a step forward, as if he wanted to make sure that Ning Yan was still in front of his eyes.

"What is Uncle Huang here for?" Ning Yan asked suddenly.

Ning Huaijin woke up like a dream, and instantly recovered from the erratic state just now. He swayed in place for a moment, only to realize that he had unknowingly walked in front of Ning Yan's book case. Hit the edge of the table.

"I..." Ning Huaijin was speechless for a moment, gritted his teeth, and put the painting in his hand in front of Ning Yan: "I'll tell Your Majesty, Your Majesty has not finished this painting."

"Huh?" Ning Yan frowned slightly, wondering, "What didn't you finish?"

Ning Huaijin bit the bullet, unfolded the scroll on the table in front of everyone, pointed to the lone goose in the corner and said, "...here."

"I would like to ask Your Majesty to add another goose here." Ning Huaijin said.

In front of the maids in the room, this was probably the most "outrageous" thing Ning Huaijin could say.He used an extremely cryptic way to show weakness to Ning Yan in public, almost clumsily confiding his heart to him.

Ning Yan's fingers hidden in his cuffs suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to see Ning Huaijin's expression.

He could understand what Ning Huaijin meant, and he naturally understood what it meant.But the previous example is still vivid in his memory, he really can't tell if Ning Huaijin said this, he really thinks so, or it's just another concession from him.

In just a few days, most of Ning Yan's arrogance and self-confidence dissipated for no reason, so that he couldn't even distinguish such a simple thing.

"I……"

Ning Yan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Ning Huaijin interrupted him this time.

"It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for Your Majesty now, anyway, the days will be long, I can wait for Your Majesty to raise his hands before painting." Ning Huaijin said: "But before Your Majesty finishes painting, I can't accept a piece of residual painting."

Ning Huaijin has always been gentle, and it's not an exaggeration to say "accepting everything", but today he is obviously a little bit strong, even a bit aggressive.

So much so that Ning Yan was stunned two or three times by what he said, and he just didn't say a word under Ning Huaijin's eyes.

"I have something to say to Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin paused, softened his tone, and said, "Does Your Majesty want to hear it?"

——I want to hear it, Ning Yan thought, I have wanted to hear it for many years.

If Ning Huaijin had come to tell him this half a month ago, he would have been ecstatic, and he would have been satisfied even without Ning Huaijin uttering half a word.

But not now.

Ning Yan knew that Ning Huaijin would not be hypocritical towards him, every word he said must be true, and he was willing to say it only after careful consideration.But precisely because of this, sincerity and sincerity were intertwined, Ning Yan felt that he couldn't tell which one Ning Huaijin was talking about.

He wanted Ning Huaijin's sincerity, and wanted it like crazy, but the more he wanted it, the more unwilling he was to give in.

"I'm tired today, Uncle Huang." Ning Yan said, "Let's try another day."

Ning Huaijin has always known how to measure, how to advance and retreat, and will not do anything stalking.Ning Yan knew his temperament very well, and knew that for Ning Huaijin, "declining" was enough.

Ning Huaijin was indeed as he had guessed, she was silent for a while, and did not say anything more excessive.

He raised his head and looked at Ning Yan for a moment, there seemed to be countless struggles and pleadings in his eyes, but Ning Yan didn't dare to soften his heart, so he could only turn a blind eye to him.

After a while, Ning Huaijin lowered her head, thought for a while, turned and left without saying anything.

Ning Yan's shoulders slumped in a slight arc, and he looked at Ning Huaijin's back with great reluctance, and the words that stopped him again had rolled to the tip of his tongue, and he bit back fiercely by himself.

As soon as Ning Huaijin left, He Wenting stepped forward, tidying up the scattered memorials on the table for Ning Yan as if distressed.

"Your Majesty, why are you bothering?" He Wenting persuaded in a low voice, "I was thinking about the prince every day, but now the prince has finally come here on his own initiative, why don't you talk to him properly?"

Ning Yan shook his head slowly.

He Wenting saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't dare to persuade him, he could only sigh in his heart, and put away the painting that Ning Huaijin had returned.

Ning Yan originally thought that Ning Huaijin had probably exhausted all his courage to come this time, and after hitting a soft nail and going back, he would definitely not make fun of himself again, but who knew that not only did he come, but he also came more than anyone else. quick.

It is cold winter now, Ning Yan is not in good health, and he seldom worries about it on weekdays. Today, he painted fine brushwork and met Ning Huaijin, and he was a little tired by the evening.

He tried his best to take two mouthfuls of porridge, then waved away the servants around him impatiently, and went to rest by himself.

However, just an hour later, Prince Gong, who had just left the palace in the afternoon, quietly took advantage of the darkness to leave and return.

Ning Huaijin came here this time in a hurry than in the afternoon. He seemed to know that Ning Yan would not let him go so easily. There must be thousands of reasons waiting, so he didn't ask anyone to bother to tell him, but did it. The most rebellious thing in my life.

He was so bold that he broke into the emperor's bedroom.