Am I a scumbag?

Watching the lanterns and having fun, it was almost midnight before I knew it.

The girls were busy letting go of the river lanterns and making good wishes to go home early, and a lot of people gathered by the riverside.There are many other tourists? Sit in teahouses, pastry shops, and wine shops to start supper.Cruise ships on the lake come and go, girls? Qingman singing?

Yan Yuliang did the opposite, leading Lan Wang to places where there were few people: "I will take you? To a place with a particularly good view."

There is no one on the clock tower at midnight.

The scenery at the top is unique.From the upper floor, you can clearly see the streets and little lights of Xiao? Half of the capital, and the river lanterns and painted boats on Xiao? Qin Lake in the distance reflect the bright stars.A criss-crossing splendor.

"Is it nice?"

"Ah."

The night breeze is slightly cool.King Lan hugged the emperor from behind, warming him with his chest.Yan Yuliang leaned against his warm embrace, quietly watching the bustling market.

This peaceful and beautiful place belongs to? The lights of thousands of families in his capital.

Did he often come here when he was alone?

When a person looks at these bustling things, isn't it true? It's very lonely...

Yan Yuliang shook his head.It's hard to imagine that a noisy person like him can be lonely and sentimental, it's not suitable for him.

Hurry up? Take out the bag: "Lan Lan, are you hungry, do you want some supper?"

They bought a lot of pastries and sugar along the way. They had to taste two mouthfuls of each.

"Well, this is delicious! Lan Lan, try it."

"This us? One and half. Come on, ah~"

"Wow! So sweet, this pine nut candy is too sweet? Some..."

Zhuang Qing's Qu eyes darkened slightly: "Really, I will try it too."

So close at hand, Yan Yuliang's thoughts at that moment were only? Yes, Lan Lan's eyelashes were so long when she closed her eyes.Between the lips and teeth, the rich sweetness turned into shallow sweetness in the two mouths, Yan Yuliang finally tasted the fragrance of pine nuts.

Hug your back tightly.Lan Wang likes to put on a serious and ascetic appearance all day long, but every time he meets relatives, he looks like a very hungry wolf.

Indulging in intimacy, not kissing enough? Never let go.

But after finally being satisfied with the kiss, she often still does not let people go, and loves to hug the emperor from behind and quietly hug him without saying a word.

In the night.With him hugging her like this, Yan Yuliang won't be lonely at all?

How lucky to meet someone who is willing to accompany him and pamper him.You don't have to look at the lights of thousands of houses alone, the heights are too cold.

This is a blessing that many emperors and thousands of people can't ask for.

Yan Yuliang continued to look at the scenery, eat cakes in his hands, eat various snacks, and occasionally feed Lan Wang a mouthful.

Eat too much? I can't help feeling a little thirsty.

But climbing up the more than 100? steps in the clock tower was tiring, and he was too lazy to go down to buy it.

Zhuang Qingqu: "I'll go down and help Ah Zhao buy it. I'm not tired. What would you like to drink?"

Yan Yuliang hesitates between sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine and ebony soup.

Zhuang Qingqu laughed and said, "I'll buy it all for you."

Before the words fell, there was a gust of wind.Yan Yuliang: "Ah——"

His mask was blown up, flew several meters, and landed on the roof tiles of the tall tower of the Hanlin Academy not far away.Before the emperor had time to regret it, he heard the man bit his ear and said, "I'll pick it up for you."

Lan Wang briskly climbed over the vermilion lacquer railing.

"Lan Lan!!!"

Such a tall bell tower!Is Yan Yuliang dumbfounded? But King Lan has landed firmly on the roof of the Imperial Academy next door.

Yan Yuliang's heart was pounding when he saw it, and he was amazed and worried at the same time: "Lan Lan, you? Don't pick it up? Be careful not to fall!"

The fragrant wind hit his face, and King Lan jumped back.Across Zhu Lan, the tip of his nose almost touched Yan Yuliang's nose: "No."

"Azhao, don't worry."

He smiled slightly, and behind him was a crescent moon and a big and small Qin Hu. He took off his mask and put it on Yan Yuliang's head gently, looking at him tenderly in the starry night.

Lan Wang became gentle, really gentle.

If he could not be so thrilling at this moment, hanging in the air outside the bell tower!

Yan Yuliang swears that he will never dare to dislike Lan Wang's seriousness again? This person is better when he is serious!Look what it looks like when it's crazy?

"Don't worry, Ah Zhao, I'll be right back."

Yan Yuliang hated herself for not grabbing him.Lan Wang turned around and jumped off the ghost next door to the roof?And that mask has been blown by a gust of wind? Even the roof below the next door.

King Lan chased after him.

Did you pick up the mask? But continue to jump down.Qingzhu Xianjun actually just jumped back to the street to buy him some wine?! !

Yan Yuliang: "..."

Is this too powerful? A god can go on like this, right?This kung fu is really worthy of being a great general of hussars, seeing his boy's heart burst.

Too dangerous? But also true!

Emperor Jin Yu developed a new emotion called "Excited and Angry" today.

Zhuang Qingqu landed, so coincidentally, there was a wine stall right in front of him.

I just weighed a catty of sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine, but I heard a commotion coming from the end of the street.People dodged one after another. A man in black was running towards him. Behind him was a boy in black. He was chasing him, but he looked familiar.

Wu Yiwei Zhuo Ziang: "Stop! Don't run! Catch the spy, everyone hurry up and help catch him!"

The man in black held a sharp silver weapon in his hand: "Whoever stands in the way dies!"

Zhuang Qingqu: "..."

The crowd screamed, then marveled.

I saw a young man as handsome as a banished fairy who easily subdued the man in black with the knife.The rice wine on hand is not spilled at all!

So handsome? So handsome?, Yan Yuliang on the roof also watched this scene.

Of course, he stood high and looked far away, and this person was not the only one who was escaping underneath, and several others were fleeing in all directions.

...Deserve them? Bad luck.

Did Xi Xingjian and Xu Zizhen make arrangements? Followed up after half a month? This pedestrian has been waiting for half the night, how long?

The two people who were running eastward were directly stopped by them, and they frantically cleaned them up with ease. Yan Yuliang was dumbfounded. Could Daxia civil servants be so good at fighting?

The crippled boy they bring is even more so... There is a hidden weapon hidden deep in the wheelchair. This kind of operation is only seen in novels, and this is the first time I have seen it in real life!

The other person who ran west was even more miserable.

Hit head-on? Fox Xun Chang.Yan Yuliang watched the tall and handsome man next to Xun Chang arrest him? Xun Chang began to ask questions, dishonesty? He answered by holding a wooden fox mask and knocking on the man's head until he fainted.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

The remaining two ran to the north, running too fast and knocked down? The foreign bearded stall of roasted corn.One of them staggered up and continued to be chased by Su Xu, and the other was knocked down by a young man in brocade clothes who was eating maize and chatting with a beard.

Su Xu: "How much? Thank you, General Shili!"

Lawyer: "Small? Meaning."

Is the last person the leader of that group of elaborators? He is more skilled and faster, and was chased by Su Xu all the way to the bottom of the bell tower.

Su Xu: "You? There is nowhere to escape?!"

Who would have thought that the secret agent was so vicious that he would hold a weak woman hostage from the crowd!Simply despicable.

"Don't come here, come here again and I'll stab this little bitch to death!"

Master Fujing held an iron stick in his hand and gnawed half of the grilled chicken wings: "Yeah?"

Su Xu: "Husband, madam? If you have something to discuss, you? You? Don't mess around!"

Fu Jing: "Hey..." Backhand? A burst.

Her attack was really too fast and too ruthless, and she was caught off guard. No one in the room reacted, only heard a bang, then made a small sound, wailed and fell down.

Fu Jing flung himself into her husband's arms, and the onlookers rejoiced that the woman had been rescued, until they analyzed it in detail, making miserable wailing sounds and twisted movements.

This... surprised?!That woman actually directly signed a lottery to make people have chickens and eggs to interrupt her descendants? Is it so cruel?

Fu Jing: "Hey, hey."

Su Xu also looked stupid?While coaxing his wife to rejoice that she was fine, he inexplicably remembered the "Secret Art of the Imperial Martial Arts" given by someone wicked when he got married. It contained all kinds of scary content. Could it be that he had read and recited it by heart?

Fu Jing: "Hey, hey, hey!"

Maid: "Miss? What do you mean..."

Su Xu: "Understand, understand you? I haven't finished eating the chicken wings. It's okay. It's a pity. I'll buy it for you later."

Fu Jing: "Oh!"

"Twenty strings is twenty! How many? I'll give you any? Buy!"

Yan Yuliang: Absolutely?!

……

Xi Xingjian hid overnight and successfully closed the net, and Wu Yiwei and others also helped make a great contribution.

Yan Yuliang's heart fluttered upstairs watching the smooth and smooth operation.Daxia officials work hard and don't rest on festivals. How can they not wait for the glorious and prosperous time in their lifetime?

After Zhuang Qingqu came back, the emperor talked to him eloquently while gurgling and drinking. What he had seen and heard just now.

He just looked at his beaming face and listened carefully.

In the middle of the night, the people on the street gradually dispersed.

Zhuang Qingqu: "Azhao sleepy? No? Let's go back, shall we?"

"I'm so excited tonight that I don't want to sleep anymore?" Yan Yuliang sighed, "But I have to get up early to go to court tomorrow, so I'd better go back early."

He got up as soon as he said that, but King Lan took his hand and brought him back into his arms to hug him: "Ah Zhao seems to have something on his mind."

"What? Tell me?."

"..."

The evening wind blows, and the night is soft and charming.

Yan Yuliang should have thought that King Lan's mind was a hundred times more delicate than his, so how could he not see his emotions fluctuating.

Reluctantly, Yan Yuliang felt it was funny and ridiculous.Tonight is obviously very good, really very good.He ate pastries, drank fermented rice, visited the lanterns, saw the prosperity of the summer, and once again experienced the power of loyal ministers and good generals, and the person he admired was with him.

What's not enough?

Why is there always a long-standing sourness in the chest?

He didn't know why, but Zhuang Qingqu seemed to know.

All the way back in the carriage, he was hugged carefully in his arms by King Lan, comforted and kissed him countless times, lingering and gentle.

The car finally entered the palace, but it didn't stop at the Chuwei Palace but at the Taitai Temple.

Candles are brightly lit in the temple.Lan Wang took Yan Yuliang's hand and went in, lighting a lotus lantern with a joss stick.

The lotus lantern is enshrined in front of a concubine's position.

Xuan Ming's concubine Tang's Xi Xue died on May 27th in the [-]th year of Xuan Ming.

Yan Yuliang finally remembered.

It was past midnight and it was May [-]th.May [-]th is the Lantern Festival, and May [-]th is the anniversary of the death of his biological mother, Concubine Xi.

20 years ago, she sank into the pond alone in the middle of the night, and since then, everyone has kept this matter secret.

After she left, Yan Yuliang was adopted by Concubine Yu Yuan.But the imperial concubine never treated him favorably, and the emperor almost never came to see him. Later, he often missed his dead mother by himself.

"Father has never loved her, and he never gave her a name until she died. No one in the palace cared about her."

"And now, I can't even remember her appearance..."

Yan Yuliang caressed the cold wooden sign, feeling empty in his heart, did he really forget her? He also completely forgot the date of her death.

"Azhao!" Lan Wang hugged him, "Azhao, don't say that? Azhao lost his memory? It's not Azhao's fault."

"Azhao has always been very filial before."

"I just became the crown prince, so I begged the first emperor to give you the title of concubine. When I was still the second prince, I often thought of her. Although the palace stipulates that burning paper is not allowed, Ah Zhao has a memorial ceremony every year. They will secretly burn a lot of paper money for the concubine Xi."

Lan Wang said that when he got here, his voice was hoarse, "It's just that I... didn't know at that time."

It was the Lantern Festival in the 33rd year of Xuanming.

Yan Yuliang was 15 years old, and Zhuang Qingqu was 12 years old, and they entered the palace as companions for two years?

It was supposed to be warm in May, but it was a very cold day.

Zhuang Qingqu went to see the lantern with his father, and then his father went to the palace to find out what the emperor wanted.He vaguely remembered that the lights were brightly lit, and his father scolded the emperor loudly in the palace. He was really bored when he was alone, so he slipped away to the Imperial Garden while the servants were not paying attention.

Walked away? Did you go to? The second prince's grassy palace in a secluded and remote place.

There are very few people approaching that place on weekdays. People in the Lantern Festival Palace? Are they all watching the lights? It's not deserted.

The second prince was burning paper alone in a remote part of the yard.

The light of the fire shone on his calm face, and the only son of the Taiwei, who was small? Small?, walked over to remind him: "It is strictly forbidden to burn paper money in the palace. If you are seen by others, you will be severely punished!"

Yan Yuliang: "I won't burn these after I burn them? Little Zhuang won't tell others, right?"

Zhuang Qingqu was too lazy to tell the truth, let alone talk to this person, so he turned to leave.

"Xiao Zhuang."

"Xiao Zhuang, can you...can you stay with me for a while."

"Tonight is the Lantern Festival, and other places are so lively." He folded his hands around his knees, and smiled a little lonely, "You? Stay with me and let me be more lively, okay?"

At that time, Zhuang Qingqu just thought he was hypocritical.

"If you want to be more lively around you one day, you should read more books on weekdays, play less and lose your mind! You only know how to laugh and laugh all day long and don't plan for the future. No matter how much paper you burn, there will be no ghosts and gods to bless you!"

Zhuang Qingqu turned around and left after leaving these words?

After a few steps, there was no sound behind me.

He looked back, only to see that the fire in the brazier was about to go out, the second prince just buried his head in his knees quietly, he couldn't see his face.

Shouldn't you be crying?...

Zhuang Qingqu's heart was empty, an unprecedented feeling of emptiness.

He gritted his teeth, but what he said just now was not wrong!An unsupported prince doesn't know how to improve himself, so what problem can crying solve?

Young Zhuang Qingqu walked a long way, and the cold night sky began to rain.

The young man walked more and more slowly, becoming more and more anxious, and finally stopped?

Yan Yuliang: "Afterwards, Qingqing went back to find Zhen, didn't she?"

Zhuang Qingqu lowered her eyes.

"No. I... didn't go back, Ah Zhao, can you forgive me?"

He said it in a difficult way, but he was clearly lying.

Little Zhuang came back to look for him.Following the story of King Lan, Yan Yuliang gradually recalled everything that happened that day.

He didn't cry, but just felt a little tired and uncomfortable, so he buried his head between his knees.

When I raised my head again, there was already one more person beside me.

Yan Yuliang couldn't remember who that person was, he felt very familiar, but it wasn't Xun Chang.

His impression of Xun Chang was that of a kumquat, but his impression of that man was a dazzling and passionate red.

The man just came back from visiting the Lantern Festival, and he specially brought him a ghost mask as a gift.

Yan Yuliang put on the mask, and the man patted him: "I'll accompany you?! Come, here is the green plum wine I bought, let's drink it secretly, but don't let others see it!"

"As for that Zhuang Qingqu, Ah Liang just ignore him? He's just a little? A nuisance, you? See who doesn't care about him?"

He gave Yan Yuliang some cakes to eat.

The rain is getting heavier? Get up, Yan Yuliang cleans up the burnt brazier.

The man held an umbrella for him: "Hahaha Aliang, you? See if I'm very foresighted? That little? The idiot must not have thought of bringing an umbrella. He deserves to be drenched."

Yan Yuliang put away the brazier, raised his head, but saw the little?

The little thing hid by the low wall and didn't find it? He saw it? Him.

The rain is getting heavier, and the little thing just stands there.

I was walking proudly before, but now I feel like a little stray cat that has been left behind, drenched in the rain, helpless and lonely.

Is the misty rain getting thicker? He still refuses to leave.

The night was foggy.Yan Yuliang looked back for the last time under the eaves, and he was still standing there blankly.

Later, after so many years, so many things happened.

The young boy has grown into King Lan and became a famous general who has shaken the world, but he is still sad about a small incident many years ago.

After that night he was completely "out of favor".Can other people do whatever they want? He can't ask for someone close to him anymore.

He totally hates him?

"..."

Yan Yuliang gently embraced Zhuang Qingqu.

"Qingqing, are you stupid? How old were we at that time? What we said at that time didn't count at all!"

Thinking about it, he was miserable at that time, he was not valued and protected, and he was looked down upon.

However, Xiaozhuang, the proud son of heaven, has also paid a heavy price for this for many years.Jinyu had been dying for three years before he dared to tell him a little bit of his heart, but he has not been able to tell him until now. He actually came back to look for him at that time.

I really want to save face and suffer, and my heart aches.

Yan Yuliang kissed? Zhuang Qingqu gently pecked from the corner of his lips to his forehead.

"I'm not angry. Little Zhuang didn't do it on purpose when he was little."

"Smile, okay? I like to see Xiao Zhuang laugh."