Your Majesty, come back

Irritability and anxiety are nocturnal monsters, always coaxing up to eat him up in the dead of night.

The daytime is always good, there can be endless things to be busy during the daytime, even the piles of memorials that he used to hate the most now make Chu Xiao feel very motivated, being busy can always calm him down.

And at night, especially when everything is quiet—he lies on the bed, he can't hear the insects and the mountain wind, he can't see the stars and the bright moon, it seems that he is the only one in the world, and the fear lies in this Climbing breeds in the silence, and sometimes he even feels that when he closes his eyes and opens them again, he doesn't know where he is again.

The happier he felt, the more panic would loom. The future he and Chu Yue had anticipated together were clearly and clearly within reach. He was terrified - every day was a day, and he would breathe a sigh of relief after a day, he really had enough of this kind of life!

It's fine if his son doesn't understand his painstaking efforts, even Chu Yue has defected to his son in the past few days, and sang against him with the same hatred.

Chu Xiao tried to make every word and every action of the weekdays the same as before. How calm the outside is, the heart is as ferocious. When he left the soul, he just wanted to come back. Now that he is back, he is worried Unending pain.

He was almost torn apart by such a life.

The child's stubbornness was beyond his imagination, and he refused to give in to life or death. At night, Chu Xiao was very restless. He paced outside the prince's bedroom for a long time, followed by a group of guards who were like wooden stakes. He paced to Wherever they took root, Chu Xiao looked at the starry sky and sighed——

At worst, he bowed his head first. Who told him to be a father, even if it was on his side, he couldn't help being tough.

Without letting the palace people report, he walked in with small steps and made a gesture of hissing.

The prince's personal maid understood and said softly: "Your Majesty, the prince has just gone to bed, and he hasn't fallen asleep yet."

Chu Xiao quietly poked his head from outside the screen, and a small arc was formed in the quilt on the bed, and Chu Yu shrank her entire small body inside.

Holding the screen, Chu Xiao had a plan, deliberately raised his voice, and calmly said to the maid next to him: "Since the prince has fallen asleep, I will go back first."

The person in the quilt trembled violently, trembling a few times, and then there were small sobs coming out.

Chu Xiao pretended not to know and said another sentence: "Show me the ride, I'm going back to the palace."

The prince could hear clearly, his back was trembling, tears were streaming down, he was lying on the bed, the quilt was hot and stuffy, his tears had nowhere to go, they would turn into a vast ocean and annihilate him.

Don't go, please don't go, he shouted desperately in his heart, but no matter what, he couldn't lift the quilt and shout this sentence.

Father must not love him anymore, it must be like this.

But in the past, this level of coquettishness and willfulness would soon be forgiven, obviously the father was like this before.

Chu Yu was crying with determination, grievance and sadness made him breathless, if he had known, he would have apologized, it was just an apology, and he could do it, if only apologizing, he would be forgiven——

"Don't cry, my father won't leave."

Suddenly, the trembling body was hugged tightly with both arms through the quilt.

Chu Xiao lifted the quilt and turned his curled up son over. Chu Yu stood there in a daze, refusing to lift her tear-stained face. She looked very pitiful, but Chu Xiao actually heard her son crying softly. At that time, those angers also disappeared, and my heart turned into spring water.He stretched out his fingers to wipe Chu Yu's red cheeks.

"Don't be angry with your father."

The small hands were clenched into fists, the fingertips were pinched red, the black hair was attached to the forehead, and the whole body was as wet as if it had been fished out of the water. Chu Yu couldn't help but secretly raised her eyes, and quickly Hang back.

Chu Xiao slowly patted his son's back to let him breathe easier. His son is a typical example of eating soft but not hard. He fell down and pressed his forehead against Chu Yu's cheek, like comforting an angry little beast, softly Said: "Father shouldn't have lost his temper that day. Father felt very uncomfortable that day, that's why he got so angry with Ying'er."

Feeling the trembling under his palms slowly slowing down, he exhaled, closed his eyes and continued, "Does Ying'er know why Father Huang was so uncomfortable that day?"

The tightly closed lips finally moved, Chu Yu lowered her head, the red tide continued to roll over her face, her voice was like a mosquito: "I know..."

"Because the father likes Ying'er the most, I don't worry about you. Look..." He held his son's little hand forcibly, letting the other's short fingers touch the corner of his eyes, and the heat from his son's fingertips spread into his eyes and extended into his eyes. In the shallow lines around the corners of the eyes: "Father is not young anymore."

Chu Yu opened her eyes wide, as if she had been bewitched, she half-kneeled in front of Chu Xiao, raised her head, and carefully rested her fingers on the fine lines at the corners of Chu Xiao's eyes.

The candles in the room were brightly lit, and the room was filled with aloes, and the tip of Chu Xiao's nose became slightly sour.

"Father doesn't know when he will leave, but Ying'er is still so young, so young and ignorant, Father is always worried about you. In the past, Father always thought that he would have a lot of time to watch you grow up. , and slowly cultivate Yinger into a man, but Father feels that time is very tight now, Father is always afraid that he will not see the day when Yinger grows up."

Chu Xiao's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hold it back. He had a thorn in his heart, which was usually deep in his heart and was unknown to everyone. But memory is the most powerful enemy, and he can never escape.

Chu Yu's expression was confused, and her head was tilted slightly. At this moment, she didn't quite understand her father's sorrow.

On the one hand, he hopes that his son will grow up quickly and become a man who can take care of himself, but on the other hand, he also hopes that his son will always be carefree, stay at this innocent age, don't have to worry about anything, don't need to think about anything, let his son Always rely on yourself, always under his wings.

How did such contradictory thoughts emerge at the same time? Even Chu Xiao himself found it unreasonable.

Gathering his thoughts, Chu Xiao saw that his son was not crying anymore, but the corners of his eyes were still red. He continued to follow Chu Yu's back and asked softly, "Tell Father, why do you always have to fight against your sixth uncle?"

No matter how obedient Chu Yue is to Chu Yu, the child will not compromise at all, nor will he be bribed, and will remain hostile to Chu Yue firmly and stubbornly.

Chu Yu's face was as warm and white as white jade, and the flush that had just subsided appeared again. Chu Yu was full of anger, and said loudly, "Father is mine, but mine alone!"

"..."

"But Father is always partial to Sixth Uncle now." Chu Yu sniffed, as if holding on to great sorrow and grievance: "Father never criticizes Sixth Uncle, and always protects him. not like this."

"This……"

Chu Xiao was speechless, how to explain this - because Chu Yue has changed from a thorn in his side to a heart, this change is indeed unimaginable in the eyes of others, and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have long discussed it in private , his confidants were also clueless, and even Chu Yue himself was not without doubts.

So it seems understandable that the son would be upset.

Chu Yu wiped her tears viciously with the back of her hand, and said like a little adult: "I, I just don't know how to confuse people, and I can't make my father happy, so my sixth uncle took the lead!"

Chu Xiao choked up for a moment: "The word at the end is quite appropriate... Do you know that you should not use it indiscriminately to confuse people."

Now that Chu Yu has learned to behave well, she no longer talks back and hums lightly.Chu Xiao followed with a long sigh—it's actually not difficult to make someone hate another person, what's really difficult is to love them.

This kind of relationship is unpredictable and fictitious, and it is really difficult to achieve it through tricks or means. Therefore, there may be countless enemies in a person's life, but there may only be one lover in the end.

To ease the relationship between Chu Yu and Chu Yue, there is only one protracted battle.

Chu Xiao stared at his son's soft hair scattered around his ear for a long time, then smiled suddenly, leaned over to Chu Yu's ear and said, "Father, I will tell you a secret."

This is the first time someone wants to share a secret with her. Although Chu Yu doesn't quite understand the value of the secret, she still gets excited: "Secret...secret?"

"Yes, the things that must never be told to others are secrets. Does Ying'er know that only a real man can keep a secret. Can Royal Father trust you?"

The previous depression disappeared all at once, and Chu Yu felt an unprecedented sense of honor. Of course, the sense of honor was accompanied by unavoidable tension, but in the mouth of her father, this honor was only given to herself, and her father shared it with herself. It's a secret!

He felt his whole body floating, and he didn't know the happiness of Jin Xi He Xi. His father was willing to share the secret with him, that was to trust himself, and his father really still loved him.

The huge sense of responsibility made him straighten his small back: "I will definitely be able to defend my father!"

He saw that there was no smile on his father's handsome and aggressive face, and he was serious as if he was about to command thousands of troops. Chu Yu swallowed hard. His father's expression made him feel that he had a great responsibility in an instant, and no one else could. The honor and responsibility to accept, only he can get.

There is only one belief left in Chu Yu's mind, she must keep her father's secret, no matter what, she must not betray her trust.

The father deliberately lowered his voice rustling in his ears: "Actually, your sixth uncle is the emperor's punching bag."

"..."

"As long as father is unhappy, he will beat and scold him, and he must criticize him every day, but he is a prince after all, so father cannot beat him in front of others. Ying'er said that father is partial, but it is completely nonsense talk."

"what……"

"Besides, he is also Ying'er's elder. Did the Tai Tuo teach Ying'er to respect the elderly? So, can Ying'er understand Sixth Uncle who forces a smile on his face every day?"

"Then, is he used by the royal father?"

"..." He couldn't keep up with his son's active thinking.

"Is he the royal father's punching bag?"

In a way...

"exactly."

Chu Yu frowned, digested the whole secret, let out a long sigh of relief like an adult, helpless and concealed joy, and felt a little sympathy for Chu Yue: "Then, Uncle Six is ​​also a poor man."

"...That's right."

"Okay, from now on I'll let Uncle Six take three points. Father, don't worry, I will keep this secret well." Chu Yu twisted her body in joy, but he didn't want to be so calm in front of his father. Holding back his breath, he had no choice but to shake his head happily: "Who calls him an elder?"

When he walked out of the prince's bedroom, the distant sky had already become brighter, and the rich light hung over the imperial city. Those halos seemed to be bursting out, gestating infinite power and the future, and the majestic and majestic The imperial city is sleeping at this time, and its usually cold and cold edges are immersed in the dark red majestic light and shadow.

Chu Xiao stopped and stood on the stone steps, feeling that the scene was very strange, because compared with the vast imperial city and the vast sky, the existence of human beings could hardly survive for a moment, and he was just a tiny speck among all the flying dust. Invisible grit.

"Your Majesty, it's windy, are you going back to the palace now?"

The eunuch A Wu's voice interrupted his thoughts, a gust of wind blew on Chu Xiao's face, and the only drowsiness was blown away, the cool wind tinged with autumn, he remembered that it was already the end of spring.

"No, I want to stay here for a while longer, and go directly to court later."

In front of the absolute heaven and earth, he has become a grain of sand, so his pain will appear so insignificant, the morning light in the distance will soothe his futile struggle like his father's generation, and an extraordinary tranquility pervades the bottom of his heart, he will not wander No longer experiencing ups and downs, the heart is at ease like a fallen leaf returning to its roots.

Someone from the palace gate in the distance led a team of guards to come hurriedly, the leader was Ruan Jin, Chu Xiao had pulled together every nerve at this moment, waiting for his generals to come.

"Your Majesty, the weather is turning cold, please take care of the dragon body."

Chu Xiao hummed, and looked away from the distance: "What happened."

Ruan Jin said solemnly: "Report to the emperor, the convoy escorting the national teacher has already entered Beijing, and King Yue is preparing to go out of the city to meet him."

On the issue of the national teacher, this guy is really more active than anyone else, and he is going crazy with fanaticism.

He didn't believe that the arrival of the national teacher could solve any problems.

"It's just right." Chu Xiao said flatly, "Go back to the palace and change clothes. I will go with King Yue."