Dingjiangshan

The plum blossoms outside the upper study finally gave up unwillingly. The gardeners of the entire palace tried their best to cultivate the frozen soil for more than half a month, but they still couldn't keep the plum tree from surviving the next rain.

In the end, when the plum blossom spun down from the branch, Ning Yan stood by the window and watched, while Zuo Xiang Jiang Xiaohan stood in the hall of the upper study, waiting quietly for Ning Yan.

The guard of honor outside the door, Long Huan, was ready, just waiting for Ning Yan to walk out of the door and walk towards another beginning of his life.

Ning Yan didn't close his eyes all night, and Ning Huaijin's words were still in his ears last night, so he couldn't even turn a blind eye.

"If Uncle Huang wants to ask this question..." Ning Yan struggled to get on the table in the shadow of the flickering candle flames, slowly took two steps back, and sat back in the chair: "...then forget it."

He was expressing his lack of cooperation in this silent way, and he wanted to let Ning Huaijin know his attitude without saying those harsh words like confrontation.

Ning Huaijin understood.

But he didn't want to do it.

At this moment, Ning Huaijin suddenly discovered that he and Ning Yan had the same personality.

Ning Yan stubbornly refused to take back his love, but he didn't want to take a step back, but insisted on forcing Ning Yan to say that sentence.

Both of them have a bottom line in their hearts, which cannot be blurred, and others are not allowed to get involved, let alone whitewash the peace.

The only difference is that the bottom line in his heart is the country and the overall situation, while Ning Yan's bottom line is him.

——I don’t know who is the emperor.

However, this thought was a bit outrageous, so Ning Huaijin could just slander her in her heart.

Ning Yan usually hides his intentions, but in front of Ning Huaijin, there are always some sporadic omissions.The little mink got out from his cuff, squeaked and wrapped his arms around his wrist, looking very close to him.

The little mink was fed by him until he was white and plump, and his fur was smooth and smooth, and he could tell that he had put his heart into it.

Ning Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the little mink, then lightly supported it with his hands and feet, and held him in his arms.

For some reason, Ning Huaijin suddenly felt sad for no reason as she watched his actions.

——Ning Yan probably really cared about him, he thought, whether it was Ning Yan's whim or not, at least he really took it seriously.

"Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin sighed: "I don't want to force you, but you have to know one thing, whether you accept it or not, what you think in your heart is not allowed in the world."

"What does the emperor want to say." Ning Yan said lightly.

"There can't be an emperor who blatantly breaks his sleeves in this world." Ning Huaijin said firmly.

The resignation of Ning Yan and Shu Qiuyu's engagement really shocked Ning Huaijin. Although he didn't want to think too highly of himself, he had to admit that perhaps Ning Yan's stubborn refusal of the draft and wedding was to guard that point in his heart. "Friendship".

Of course it is good to be sympathetic and dedicated, but Ning Yan is an emperor, even if he really wants to be sympathetic, he cannot stick to a man.

"If an emperor has no heir, the world will be in chaos. Even if you are not looking for me, but any man in the world, you can't give up the overall situation for this selfishness." Ning Huaijin said: "Otherwise, what will the clan think of you? What do the subjects of the world think of you?"

Ning Huaijin tried her best to persuade him, Ning Yan thought.

Ning Yan subconsciously wanted to ask you, if you put aside these messy foreign affairs, if he wasn't the emperor, would Ning Huaijin refuse so firmly that she didn't want to keep any private thoughts for him.

This sentence was almost blurted out, but he bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed it back.

——Not yet, Ning Yan thought with an almost masochistic self-control.

Because these "ifs" can't exist at all, those things are a real gap between him and Ning Huaijin, which is much more real than "Ning Yan".

Before filling this gap, saying any "if" is nothing but a cowardly expectation that admits his incompetence.

Meaningless.

Moreover, Ning Yan himself knows that this road is not easy to walk, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is full of thorns. If he really wants to tear a hole in this rugged path, there will definitely be traps and swords around him—— —Even if one day he slack off, it is possible for the thorns to draw a bloody gash in him.

But walking this path does not mean that he will definitely get what he wants, it only means that he finally has the qualifications to go to Ning Huaijin to woo, that's all.

Afterwards, whether he can get his wish or waste all his previous efforts depends on whether Ning Huaijin has any intentions for this person "Ning Yan".

If Ning Yan really said that sentence, according to the current Ning Huaijin, he would definitely reject him without thinking.

And Ning Yan wasn't sure, if he heard Ning Huaijin's exact answer now, would his thoughts still be so firm; would he be able to persevere in the face of those wind knives and frost swords.

So it's better to just leave this question on the other side of the road and wait for him to walk over it step by step before listening. No matter what the result is, it can be regarded as no regrets.

Ning Yan seemed to have thousands of words to say in his heart. He was full of thoughts, expectations and grievances, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Ning Yan shook his head, and asked in a low voice: "If I still insist, then tomorrow's crowning ceremony, will the emperor come?"

He asked so pitifully, sounding cautious, Ning Huaijin couldn't bear it.

He didn't understand how he and Ning Yan got into such a dilemma, but Ning Yan was still young after all, some things were more painful than short-term, and it was good for both parties to end it neatly.

If it was really because of his hesitation and soft-heartedness that he harmed Ning Yan for the rest of his life, in the end, he could only end up looking at each other and hating each other, maybe even the last bit of affection would not be left.

"Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin sighed again, and said, "You know it yourself, so why ask me?"

"What does Uncle Huang mean, as long as I refuse to look back, Uncle Huang will not see me for a day?" Ning Yan raised his voice at the end, and finally became excited: "Is Uncle Huang going to hide me in the palace for the rest of his life!"

Ning Huaijin didn't speak, but looked at Ning Yan quietly.

Compared to Ning Yan, he looked much calmer, his expression was calm, even disappointment and anger disappeared.

However, seeing his expression like this made Ning Yan feel chills in his heart - he suddenly thought, Ning Huaijin might have really done it.

"Your majesty is committing a crime of disrespect. I ask you to stay in the mansion." Ning Huaijin paused, and then said: "...Of course, if your majesty finds me displeased in the capital, I would also like to defend the emperor." mausoleum."

If compared to ruthlessness, Ning Huaijin is more like a royal child than Ning Yan.

Ning Yan still didn't screw him up until the end, even though he had another quarrel with Ning Huaijin and they broke up, but when Ning Huaijin was about to leave the house, Ning Yan still couldn't hold back and softened his mouth.

"...There's no need to make such an ugly scene." Ning Yan said in a low voice, "Uncle Huang is ill, he just needs to cultivate in the residence."

Ning Huaijin's footsteps stopped at the door for a moment, probably because she heard his words.It's just that this probably wasn't the response that Prince Gong wanted to hear, so he didn't say anything, just stepped out the door, and left as quietly as he had come.

The peach trees in the imperial garden have already burst into flower buds, and the flowers in early spring are also blooming in sevens and eighties. The green leaves cover the ground and climb up the rockery, showing people the vigorous vitality of spring.

The snowy winter not long ago seems to have disappeared with the last snowflake melting, leaving only the sometimes cold and cold winter stubbornly staying in place, unwilling to be forgotten by the world.

"Your Majesty." Jiang Xiaohan said, "It's almost time."

"Teacher." Ning Yan suddenly asked a completely irrelevant question: "What were you thinking about the day you became crowned?"

"It happened 20 years ago." Jiang Xiaohan said with a gentle smile, "But I'm ashamed to say that at that time, the minister had already entered the court as an official, and the day when he won the crown happened to be missed by Xiu Mu, and it also coincided with the flood. I can only ask for half a day to ask for leave, and after finishing the crowning ceremony at home in the morning, I rushed back to the court in the afternoon, it was very hasty."

"Really." Ning Yan smiled and said, "I have wronged the teacher."

"Actually, not necessarily." Jiang Xiaohan said: "At the time, I really felt a little rushed, but after thinking about it later, it was no different from usual. The sky was still blue and the water was still clear. That day was special—but after realizing this, I felt that it was nothing."

"What's more, after thinking about it, it's not a bad thing for me to remember it for so many years because of this 'impressive'." Jiang Xiaohan joked: "Speaking of which, it was just in time for the rainy season, and the weather was not even as good as your Majesty today. .”

"That's true." Ning Yan finally turned his gaze back from the plum tree outside the window, and said, "The teacher has great wisdom, and the students can't match it."

"There are two gods, one big and one young, living in the house, and they have been fascinated by it, and mortals also have a bit of fairy air." Jiang Xiaohan laughed.

Ning Yan was finally amused by him, pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile, and waved to the servant next to him.

He Wenting had been waiting for him to speak for a long time, and quickly waved his whisk, instructing the maids to put on the robe for him.

Today was a big gift, and Ning Yan was also dressed in a complicated way, wearing three inner and outer three pieces, and the belt was tightened even tighter than usual.

If it is according to the usual crowning ceremony, adult clothing should be added to the crowning ceremony, but Ning Yan's special situation is that the crown is crowned with the emperor's honor, so a compromise process is taken, only the layer outside the twelfth chapter sacrificial clothing Take off the crimson gauze robe, and wait for a while to make two additions.

Linglong put on the robe for him, then came around from behind Ning Yan, knelt down in front of him, stretched out her hands to hang the purse and sachet for him, then straightened the hem of the clothes down, and stuffed a small piece of thin silver ingot into the corner of the robe Inside pouch.

Because today was the crown ceremony, he did not wear the crown from the grand ceremony for the time being, but put it on a tray aside for the time being, and He Wenting would entrust it to Jing Zhan later.

The young man's long hair hangs down two strands from the side of his face, making him look handsome and youthful.

His gaze brushed past Jiang Xiaohan's shoulder and landed outside the wide-open palace door.His car and accompanying attendants were parked there, Ning Yan glanced around, but he didn't see anyone he wanted to see.

Ning Yan withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go."