Dingjiangshan

Ning Yan was unwilling to retreat like this anyway, but he was not willing to force Ning Huaijin any longer.

From the day he ascended the throne to the present, in the ten years, apart from the courtiers' pilgrimage and the great sacrifice, the number of times Ning Huaijin knelt down to him can be counted on one's fingers.

But now, he clearly knows that Ning Yan loves him, but he still wants to use this method to force Ning Yan, so that Ning Yan's words are stuck in his heart, and he dare not utter a word.

Just as Ning Yan knew Ning Huaijin, Ning Huaijin also pinched Ning Yan's seven inches - Ning Yan had always been soft-hearted towards him.

The arrogance of being a clan member in Ning Huaijin's bones suddenly turned into a ruthless force at this moment, and hit Ning Yan's weakness steadily and ruthlessly, scaring him so much that no matter how unwilling or angry he was, he did not dare to take it seriously. This matter is on the surface.

Kneeling on the cold ground, Ning Huaijin suddenly felt that this was boring.

Ning Yan is the emperor, not to mention saying a few ridiculous words in private, just wanting to drag him out and reprimand him in the public, it's really nothing.And he could make Ning Yan shut up so simply because he cared about him.

The two of them faced each other in silence, the tea stains on Ning Huaijin's sleeves no longer dripped down, but were absorbed by the thick cloth, making that piece of cloth quite dark.

The broken porcelain on the ground splashed away when it shattered before, leaving only a few largest pieces of porcelain at Ning Yan's feet, one of which was painted with half a willow branch, and the green and slender willow leaves were painted on the wall of the cup. A piece of tea bud is stuck, almost overlapping with the pattern.

Ning Yan looked away in embarrassment, on the one hand, he didn't want to face the shock and disappointment in Ning Huaijin's eyes, and on the other hand, he didn't want to face the disappointment of disappointment.

"Why isn't Uncle Huang angry?" Ning Yan asked suddenly.

Ning Huaijin almost laughed back in anger, wanting to ask him that he also knew that his matter was disgraceful, but before he could open his mouth to reprimand him, Ning Yan continued.

"Uncle Huang hopes that I can take back those words before, and just pretend that nothing happened tonight, and everything is drunken nonsense." Ning Yan's tone was very light, he turned his head, staring at the shattered stone under his feet. Porcelain, whispered: "If I say yes, then I will still be a good nephew in the eyes of the emperor, a good emperor, right?"

Ning Huaijin heard that his tone had softened, thinking that he was flustered and wanted to give in, so she tried her best to suppress her temper and said, "Of course, as long as Your Majesty—"

"I don't want to." Ning Yan interrupted him.

Ning Yan still didn't meet his eyes. He sat on the edge of the bed with his hands on his knees. The small piece of fabric on his knees was crumpled by his grip, and the light-colored embroidery on it was stained by sweat.

The purple auspicious cloud embroidered pattern was soaked in sweat, and it was almost black under the dim light. The silver thread mixed inside also lost its luster due to smudges. It looked dusty and very unseemly.

The young emperor had a lonely expression that Ning Huaijin had never seen before. His eyes, which had always been smiling, seemed to have lost some of their brilliance for no reason at this time. strange arc.

"Words can be taken back, but feelings can't." Ning Yan changed the subject and said, "Actually, if it wasn't me who missed Uncle Huang today, would Uncle Huang still be like this?"

Of course not, Ning Huaijin took a deep breath in his heart, thinking bitterly, if someone else said such stupid things to him regardless of the occasion and the matter, he should have walked away long ago. Ning Yan was like this, not only didn't leave, but even tried to persuade him under pressure.

Ning Huaijin felt that no matter whether he was a leader or a minister, he was already benevolent enough, but Ning Yan seemed to think the exact opposite of him.

"Uncle Huang won't, no matter if he is angry or thinks it's ridiculous, Uncle Huang must face things like 'feelings' squarely, and will not say such light words as 'as long as you take it back, nothing will happen'." Ning Ning Yan said: "So, it's not that the emperor doesn't understand the truth—"

"The reason why Uncle Huang only treats me like this is because Uncle Huang thinks that I am still a child, I have not grown up, and what I say is nonsense, so don't care about it." Ning Yan paused for a moment, and the next words seemed to affect him. It was so difficult to say that he took a deep breath and finally managed to get enough to speak: "—Actually, the reason why Uncle Huang was able to make me take these words back so casually was because he didn't Take that feeling into your eyes.”

To Ning Yan, these words are not stingy to let him admit his own embarrassment, but also face the fact that the treasure he has been thinking about is worthless in the eyes of others.He ascended the throne at the age of six, and sat on the golden tiles of the high platform for ten years, and he has never been so arrogant.

Ning Yan felt sore and astringent in his heart, as if thousands of thin needles had been stuffed into his chest, and the pricks were painful even after he took a breath, he took a breath intermittently, and closed his eyes.

But Ning Huaijin felt dizzy after being beaten up like this, and almost couldn't stand on her knees. She just felt that he was hopeless, and wished she could just walk away and leave her eyes clean.

Ning Huaijin raised her head, her brows were frowned as if they were about to be locked, the words of reprimand had reached her throat, and she was about to blurt out - but he was stunned by Ning Yan's expression for a moment.

The smile that had always been on Ning Yan's face disappeared without a trace at some point, and was cast in a layer of gloom by the shadow of the candlelight.Ning Huaijin looked at him, and suddenly remembered the late night of Ning Shengchen's banquet.

——It turned out that that sense of strangeness was not his illusion, Ning Huaijin thought inappropriately.

After all, he has been with Ning Yan for ten years, no matter how angry he is, it is impossible not to feel distressed.Ning Huaijin sighed, and felt an extremely deep sense of powerlessness from the inside out.

Forget it, Ning Huaijin thought, Ning Yan is the emperor and the monarch, he can persuade him, but he can't teach him more than the rules.

What's more, Ning Yan was in high spirits, and his words and actions might also have an element of anger, so it's better to take a step back and wait until he calms down.

"Your Majesty may be confusing family affection with..." Ning Huaijin stuttered and did not say the word. He took a quick breath, and then continued: "It's confusing. Wait until the future, Your Majesty will really understand why?" For the sake of love, you will find the absurdity of what happened today."

——Look, Ning Yan thought mockingly, he was not wrong at all, Ning Huaijin didn't even listen to his questioning words.

In Ning Huaijin's eyes, he is just a willful and unreasonable child now, no different from those children on the street begging for candied haws.

"Really." Ning Yan's tone was light. He didn't want to ask questions in vain anymore. Ning Huaijin made it clear that he wouldn't listen. The more he wanted to prove it, the more he could only make Ning Huaijin more sure of his thoughts. Don't say anything, just wait for the future.

——The future is long, Ning Yan pondered these four words again in his heart.

These four words finally brought him a little more sustenance and courage, allowing him to break away from the flustered state of weakness for a moment.He twisted his fingers, his fingertips were slightly numb and trembling uncontrollably.

Ning Huaijin originally thought she knew him, but now looking at his expression, she was not sure what he was thinking.So he stopped wasting words with Ning Yan, but asked bluntly: "I will ask Your Majesty again...Do you want Your Majesty to take back what you said?"

Suddenly there were some small movements from the inside of the bed, and then, Ning Yan suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled by something.It's just that Ning Yan was exhausted mentally and mentally that night, and all his strength was used to maintain his appearance, and he couldn't even raise the strength to look back.

But Ning Huaijin, who was opposite him, saw it clearly.

The one who was pulling Ning Yan's sleeve was the little mink he had brought back earlier. The young beast didn't understand the occasion, and hadn't noticed the tense atmosphere in the room. It just woke up and slammed into Ning Yan with all its sharp claws. She pulled the embroidery on his cuffs and didn't know it, but tried to climb up his arms, trying to get into his arms.

Look, Ning Huaijin thought, even beasts are close to their raisers, let alone humans.

Ning Yan knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. He looked at Ning Huaijin hesitantly for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he gave up when he got to the point of speaking.

Ning Yan was silent for a moment, then twitched the corners of her lips and smiled lightly.

His smile seemed to be almost non-existent, and his eyes were filled with all kinds of emotions—but he was free of guilt and fear.

His eyes were so magnanimous that Ning Huaijin "saw" what he wanted to say before he even opened his mouth.

Sure enough, Ning Yan said, "I won't take it back."

Xu was ascended to the throne at a young age, and it has been smooth sailing all these years, and Ning Yan's arrogance has been cultivated very tenaciously over the years.He has always looked down on those who regard "last resort" as a golden medal of exoneration, as if as long as he takes out these words, the big sky seems to become "excusable", as if he has not put all his eggs in one basket. However, it is necessary to leave the back road first.

In his view, "I have to" is either an excuse for lack of ability, or an excuse for lack of determination - no matter what is in front of you, even if it is a sea of ​​swords and swords, as long as you make a decision, you should be frank and aboveboard.If there are thorn bushes standing in front of you, and you retreat on the grounds of "have to", then you will simply become a cowardly, evasive, and contradictory villain.

Ning Yan's arrogance as an emperor would not allow him to run away anyway. He gritted his teeth and said, "Not only today, but also tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will not take back what I said. The emperor can choose to accept it." Or don’t accept it, but since this matter has been placed here, I will say it bluntly——I have made up my mind, and there is absolutely no reason to swallow it back by myself.”

Ning Huaijin understood, so he stopped persuading, but bent down, touched his forehead to the ground, and slowly saluted Ning Yan.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'm afraid I won't accompany you anymore." Ning Huaijin said in a low voice, "Excuse me for being rude, I'm leaving."