Allure Moon

After a winter under the cloud of war, the New Year of Li Kingdom was not so festive. The national mourning had just passed, the new emperor was enthroned, the national power was declining, and a lot of waste was waiting to be done. The whole court was immersed in a cold and severe atmosphere. There is not much warmth until the beginning of spring.

The third day of March is the traditional Jade Flower Festival in Li State. According to the custom, officials have a three-day holiday. People put on the best clothes, and their skirts are filled with newly bloomed Jade Flowers. Drinking happily, young men and women dress up in costumes, sing together, and express their love to each other with their sweethearts. High-ranking officials and nobles usually choose the Yuzhen Flower Festival to find sons-in-law and choose wives for their children. It is a season of the year, and March is also a matchmaker. During the busiest time, they raced to and fro without resting for a moment.

In the past three years, due to the rumors of Ye Xian's death in battle and the old king's lingering illness, the people of Li have not thought much about celebrating this festival in the beginning of spring. festival is coming.

Not to mention anything else, the third day of March happened to be the birthday of His Highness the Second Highness Chi Yue, so it was necessary to celebrate it with great fanfare.Everyone knows that the person Ye Xian loves the most is this coquettish little brother, how can he not spend all his time on his birthday?

Yexian also had this plan at first, but he didn't expect that Chiyue fell into a serious illness at the beginning of spring, and almost died, which completely wiped out the festive atmosphere in the palace that had finally recovered.

"Your Majesty, go and rest. You can just let the servants come here." The maid tremblingly took the cloth towel in his hand, twisted cold water and spread it on Chiyue's forehead. I don't know how many times she persuaded the emperor to go to rest. Yexian never paid any attention to it, and took care of Chiyue for three days without taking off her clothes. Until today, her condition has eased a bit, and there is still no sign of leaving. throat.

The imperial doctor came to check on the condition, heaved a long sigh of relief, and said to Ye Xian: "Your Majesty, the Second Highness is a lucky man, and His Majesty's painstaking efforts are worthwhile. There is no serious problem for the time being, and it will get better after a few more days of care."

Looking at Chi Yue's haggard little face, Ye Xian sighed, and said, "Well, why did you suddenly fall ill? You must have suffered too much outside, and your body has become weaker and weaker."

The imperial physician lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, saying yes, and hurriedly added a few tonics to the prescription, not daring to let him know that the real reason for Chiyue's illness was that he slipped out to play in the snow in the middle of the night and caught the wind and cold.

"Your Majesty." After prescribing the medicine, he pulled out another list, and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask the palace servants to make another cup of medicinal soup for warming up the body and nourishing qi, and I'll bring it to you when the time comes. Your Majesty must take it."

Ye Xian frowned, and asked, "I'm not sick, what medicine do I take?"

The imperial doctor stroked his gray beard, looked worried, and said earnestly: "Your Majesty insists on taking care of it personally, and no one can persuade you to leave. The old minister has no choice but to prepare the prescription first, so that His Majesty will not fall ill after the Second Highness recovers. "

Ye Xian's heart skipped a beat, he sighed helplessly, and laughed at himself, "Does the imperial doctor think I'm too capricious?"

This old lady doctor is highly respected and has served in the palace for many years. It can be said that she watched them grow up. Although Ye Xian was full of irritability, she could still listen to his words. She couldn't help feeling embarrassed at the moment, thinking of a night when she fled. What I said: You must know that Li Guo's national destiny depends entirely on the elder brother.

And how could he, a person whom everyone hopes for and what the people want, spoil his body so willfully?

"Your Majesty knows that His Majesty takes pity on your younger brother, but His Highness has turned the corner, so I have the courage to ask Your Majesty to return to the palace to rest, and don't let us be in a dilemma again." I must not bear to see His Majesty so tired.

Ye Xian tucked up the quilt for Chi Yue, finally got up reluctantly, and said softly: "I just feel that... I owe him a lot."

The imperial doctor winked at the maids on one side, telling them to take good care of Chi Yue, and then walked Ye Xian to the door step by step, saying: "There is nothing wrong with brotherhood, but as an emperor, you can't tie three thousand loves to one person." Otherwise, it will inevitably lead to disaster!"

How could a child as well-behaved and caring as Chi Yue become such a disaster?Yexian laughed it off, but didn't take it to heart.

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Perhaps beside every monarch, there will be a veteran and important minister who will give orders to the face of the emperor, and will speak some old-fashioned and harsh advice in an earnest and admonishing manner.

"Your Majesty, the ancients have a saying: misfortunes often accumulate in the slightest, but wisdom and courage are often trapped in drowning." The doctor Yushi bowed his body, lowered his head and looked down, and said solemnly: "The imperial concubine gave birth to an heir, and the whole world celebrates it. If you favor too much, you will often indulge the sycophants and spread the disaster to your family and country, I hope your Majesty will think twice."

The corners of Zhu Jinheng's mouth twitched a few times, he picked up a memorial, and glanced over it, and it was the incompetent brothers of Princess Shen.

The noble concubine Wang was originally Jieyu, who was promoted to Zhaoyi after she was pregnant with the dragon species.

Zhu Jinheng loves his first son very much, and he even responds to the concubine Wang Guifei's requests. His family even confers gifts and rewards, and the favor is the same for a while, which has already made the courtiers dissatisfied. The younger brother, relying on the emperor's favor, ran amok all day long, bullied men and women, and even aroused anger among the market.

When he was a prince, he was taught every day how to be a wise king, and as an emperor, he knew long ago that he should not be too fond of anyone, and the emperor's love is not for everyone. affordable.

The forces in the harem are intertwined, and every woman who enters the palace as a concubine has a prominent natal family that cannot be underestimated. Sometimes the struggle in the harem extends to the court, and they clearly have their own small calculations, but they behave one by one. To be remonstrated earnestly, with the appearance of devoting one's heart and soul to the country.

Emperor Ming Xin has long been tired of seeing these things. In the past few years, he has tried his best to treat the concubines with rain and dew, and he also knows the principle of equal importance to grace and power. Dismissal or reassignment, suppressing dissatisfaction in the court, also plays a role in knocking the mountain dew tiger a little bit, so that those insects who are immersed in the grace of heaven will be clear-headed, and don't forget who they are after receiving a little reward.

"Are you too spoiled?" Zhu Jinheng stopped writing, looking thoughtful.

He was a little disappointed, why is it that everyone who has won the favor of the emperor inevitably gets carried away?That smug look, that smug countenance really turned off people's appetites, and no matter how much love they had, they were also wiped out.

As an emperor, he can't even indulge his feelings to pamper someone, and he can't be sure whether those people around him are worthy of his sincere treatment.

Perhaps to gain the supreme power, one is destined to endure the loneliness of being so high...

Zhu Jinheng was startled suddenly, thinking of a beautiful and unparalleled face, his heart felt like it had been scratched by a cat, itchy and numb, and the memories that had been left behind came alive again, occupying all his thoughts involuntarily.

Chi Yue, after the farewell, are you all right?

Emperor Ming Xin pictured that little face turned from embarrassment into anger in his heart, and couldn't help but smile slightly, falling into the sweet longing and vague sadness, unable to extricate himself for a while.

That proud and delicate little guy was obviously born thin and slender, but he had a more stubborn head than anyone else. The king's favor was something that many people could only wish for, but he treated him like a scourge and avoided it.

Maybe it's because that little thing has been resisting to death that he can't forget it so much... Zhu Jinheng shook his head, put away his pen and stood up, leaving aside the doctor who was still chattering, and recalling Chiyue's exquisite and flawless His handsome appearance, his flabbily skin, his vigilant and embarrassing demeanor... Even his ugly crying sound was very cute and pitiful, not to mention the lingering half of that morning.

This shady thought is like a seed, once planted, it will take root and germinate irresistibly, making Emperor Mingxin more and more immersed in the kind of regret that he couldn't get what he wanted, and even a little bit lost, and his temper became irritable a bit.

The servants in the palace began to live in fear, the little eunuch Baorui was the best at contemplating the holy will, seeing that the emperor sometimes didn't think about eating and drinking, he knew that he still couldn't let go of that young man, so he had an idea and sent people to run all over the capital. In the museum, I found a young man who looked somewhat similar to Chiyue, hurriedly redeemed him, brought him into the palace to teach him some etiquette, and even dressed him up, and finally he looked six or seven points similar. , and then carefully delivered to the emperor's imperial couch.

After dinner that day, Emperor Mingxin lost his temper again. After Baorui helped him wash up, he boldly reported this matter to him. Zhu Jinheng was surprised at first, but then found it very interesting, but he didn't blame him for making claims. Even with a bit of excitement, he couldn't wait to return to the inner hall.

The young man was wearing a tulle embroidered jacket, his body was as soft as boneless, and he was curled up softly on the soft cushion beside the imperial couch. When he saw the emperor coming in, he hurriedly got up to greet him, smiled softly, and knelt down in front of him, with his face slightly raised. , the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are full of admiration and reverence.

Zhu Jinheng pulled him up and let him nimbly snuggle into his arms, secretly laughing that this young man is really a stunner, the temptation to talk and the unrestrained innocence are perfectly combined, his eyes are full of obedience that you can pick and choose, The body next to him was trembling slightly, and the heat rising from the creamy skin could be felt through several layers of clothing.

Not only obedient, but also behaving pitifully, this young man is probably a master at teasing men's desires.

Emperor Ming Xin raised his chin with one hand, and carefully looked at his appearance.

There are few people in the world who are as beautiful as Chiyue, and it is rare for this young man to only have a six or seven-point likeness, not to mention the enchanting charm that Chiyue exudes from his body that Chiyue does not have.

"Is it cold?" He smiled half a smile, and slid his hand down the boy's shoulder, feeling the slight trembling of the boy through the tulle.

The young man shook his head, covering the knots of his clothes with his slender white fingers, he was very familiar with this trick of welcoming and sending.

Zhu Jinheng didn't seem to want to get into the topic too quickly, and still asked him with great interest: "Do you know what I asked you to do?"

"Of course I serve His Majesty." The young man was panting from his touch, and looked at him with wet eyes. Zhu Jinheng's fingers frivolously slid across the side of his neck, making the young man let out a low cry, and rubbed his body passionately with.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The young man twisted the water snake's waist, and untied his belt with his fingers, and his voice was so sweet that honey dripped out: "It's a good fortune to be favored by the Holy One..."

He is not Chi Yue after all, and Chi Yue would never say such a thing.

Looking at this expectant face, Emperor Mingxin suddenly felt uninterested. He pushed the young man in his arms away, he didn't even bother to take a look, his eyebrows were twisted into a pimple, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of gloom.

As soon as Bao Rui saw the emperor's face changing, he hurried over to help him undress and go to bed, and signaled the maid with his eyes to take the bewildered young man away.

Zhu Jinheng looked at his fearful expression and couldn't help smiling, thinking that this Baorui is one of the rare people who can guess his thoughts, but it's a pity that he is still scratching his head and wasting his energy in vain.

"Tell me, why is there no one who can replace him?" Zhu Jinheng lay flat on his back, staring absently at the swaying tassels on the bed curtain, and said with a hint of regret in his voice, "This one looks a bit like him today." , but she has a flattering face, wishing she could put her whole body on my body, making me really lose my appetite."

Baorui stole a glance at Emperor Ming Xin, seeing that there was no anger in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Your Majesty, His Highness Chi Yue was born noble, and he was doted on since he was a child. Naturally, he is unwilling to congratulate him, and as for today, seeing His Majesty is usually difficult, but today he is suddenly summoned, how can he not be overjoyed?"

Zhu Jinheng is right when he thinks about it. Chiyue was favored by the stars, and he never needs to live by pleasing others, let alone look at his face, and he is a child at heart. The accounts of those who hold the power of life and death.

This kind of reaction is undoubtedly new to Zhu Jinheng. Chiyue is afraid of him and hates him. It is this sense of contradiction of being afraid, hating and trapped in his arms that Zhu Jinheng is bound to win, but he has not yet succeeded. Chi Yue ran away suddenly, how could he not let him worry about it?

Looking at his uncertain face, Baorui recalled what the Yushi doctor secretly told him, and said again: "Your Majesty, I often hear people say that thousands of entanglements in the world are caused by fate and then go away because of fate, Your Highness Chiyue Probably because of the poor fortune and shallow fate, it is destined to be difficult to accept the grace of heaven, so don't worry too much about it, Your Majesty."

He is smart, he knows that following Zhu Jinwen and scolding the people of Li for being unkind and ungrateful will only make the emperor more difficult to step down. After all, the emperor is so passionate about it, he really likes that little guy, blindly belittling Chiyue is not only useless , On the contrary, it is easy to make the emperor become angry from embarrassment, and simply attribute everything to no fate, and use this kind of illusory thing to resolve Emperor Mingxin's anger and unwillingness.

Hearing him make a mysterious statement, Zhu Jinheng's mood did improve a little. He closed his eyes, thinking about Chiyue's face, and murmured: "Beauty, beauty, I don't know if it's the evening rain or the morning cloud. Lovesickness overnight plum blossoms, Suddenly I came to the window and suspected that it was the king."

The person who wrote this poem is probably missing the beauty deeply because he can't see it. If he stays with him day and night, he will be like himself today, and he will be as indifferent to the beauty, right?

With this kind of self-comforting thought in mind, Zhu Jinheng stretched his brows, gradually put aside those sad thoughts of spring and autumn, and sank into the dreamland.

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After a serious illness, Chi Yue lost a lot of weight. She was not very strong at first, and after recovering from the illness, she was so thin that a gust of wind could blow her away. A master, taught Zhiyue to practice martial arts to strengthen his body.

In the blink of an eye, it was winter again. Chiyue read books, practiced martial arts, pestered her eldest brother and acted like a baby every day, and his life was so pleasant. If it wasn't for some uninvited guest who broke his peaceful life, he would never have thought of that far away Zhu Jinheng's from thousands of miles away.

To be precise, Shen Yingchi was targeting his elder brother Ye Xian, he was just innocently affected.

This morning, as usual, after Chiyue finished martial arts, Khan didn't bother to wipe it off and ran to the eldest brother's bedroom. Unexpectedly, the palace guards guarded the palace door and refused to let him in, and heard that the eldest brother had already gone to court. However, he asked someone to bring breakfast in. Chi Yue couldn't help guessing that there was something hidden in the palace that he didn't want anyone to know, so he relied on Ye Xian's love for him all the time, and resorted to the trick of crying, making trouble and hanging himself, forcing him to The guard's head was as big as a bucket, so he had to open the door to let him in.

When Chi Yue saw Shen Yingchi, her first reaction was to see a ghost!

I saw him dying on the execution ground, but I didn't expect to see him appearing in the elder brother's bedroom a year later, what did he want to do, come here to claim his life in the form of a ghost?

Chi Yue didn't even think about it, she picked up the sword and stabbed at him. Although it is difficult to become a great weapon after practicing martial arts for a year, she can display her moves and body skills well, but the opponent is a veteran who has experienced many battles, how can she lose Under his half-baked swordsmanship?

Chi Yue was anxious and angry, after confirming that the other party was not a ghost, he simply dropped the sword, sniffed, and burst into tears.

For the noble second prince, it would be embarrassing to cry every now and then, but this Shen Yingchi was really hated, with new and old grievances all over the place, which made him disregard the dignity of the royal family.

"Hey! Hey! Don't be like this, I don't like this!" The calm man finally changed his face, and he couldn't care less about teasing him, and hurriedly pulled the bed curtains, trying to block his broken embankment After tears and all kinds of comfort were ineffective, Shen Yingchi took out a wooden box and handed it to him: "Your Majesty asked me to bring you a gift, do you want to open it and have a look?"

Zhu Jinheng?Chi Yue stopped crying in an instant, her head was dizzy, and she let the man suddenly occupy all her thoughts when she was unprepared.

Wiping away his tears, he took the box with his eyebrows frowned, hummed lowly at the finely carved gold thread dragon pattern on the box, opened the box holding his breath, and then widened his eyes in surprise.

I thought that the man would send some tacky jewelry to make him happy like before, but I didn't expect that the item in the box was not gold or jade, but a concentric knot made of brocade thread, without any frills, simply laying on it. on white silk.

Chiyue was stunned for a moment, then snapped off the lid of the box, as if trying to block some kind of oncoming attack, Chiyue's chest was throbbing wildly, as if a heat wave was rushing and surging, staining her cheeks. flushing.

He didn't understand why he became like this, he was obviously the person he hated the most, and he hadn't heard from him for a year, and when he thought he had already forgotten about him, such an inconspicuous sympathetic knot easily stirred him up into a panic and made him ashamed Embarrassment.

Chi Yue was at a loss, and in front of Shen Yingchi, she didn't know how to end it. Fortunately, Ye Xian returned from the court, and when she saw the confrontation between the two, she thought that Shen Yingchi was cheating on him, and her face turned cold on the spot. Yue took the opportunity to sneak away with the box in her arms, and immediately closed the door of the palace after returning to her bedroom, keeping all the palace servants out.

In broad daylight, it was as if he was being chased by a ghost, his whole body was panicked, his face was red, and even his ears were red.

Chi Yue dug her head into the quilt, trying to calm her disordered breathing.

A heart jumped out of his chest, his palms were hot, and there were waves of tingling sensations.

He stuffed the box under the pillow, intending to keep out of sight and mind, and lay down with his eyes closed for a while, but he still felt as uncomfortable as sitting on pins and needles, as if there were worms hidden in the box, and once opened, it would be irreversible.

Chi Yue sat up annoyed, pressed her hand on her chest, felt her heart throbbing, sore and numb, she couldn't tell whether it was shame or fear.

This is in Li country, in the heavily guarded palace, he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone, let alone that obnoxious ghost full of lust!

Taking a few deep breaths, and stroking the fine lines on the wooden box with her fingers, Chi Yue finally understood where the fear in her heart came from.

What he was afraid of was not Zhu Jinheng who threatened to conquer him completely, but himself who was aroused by his ridiculous man!

Chiyue turned her face away in a daze, and the bronze mirror on one side reflected his exquisite and flawless face. At first, she thought that Zhu Jinheng was obsessed with sex, but this concentric knot made him feel uncertain again.

Once you have doubts about the cognition of the past, a certain part of your heart will start to move around, and some things that you have suppressed with all your strength seem to come out violently, and the long-buried memories will continue to flow in your mind. The score is striking, and every flirtatious whisper seems to still linger in my ears.

After all, he is a young man who has not yet opened his heart. For the first time in his life, under the provocation of Zhu Jinheng, he tasted the blissful feeling of surging emotions. How can the days of my life be easily forgotten?

"Could it be..." Chi Yue opened the box again, picked up the sympathetic knot, and murmured: "Could it be that he is sincere to me...?"

This idea made him feel ridiculous and unbelievable, Chi Yue shook her head, mocking herself for being stupid, Zhu Jinheng is a veteran in love, Sangong Sixth Court, what kind of beauties have you never seen before?To him, it was just a novelty for a while, and his obsession was aroused by his disobedience.

When the emperor, not everyone like his brother Yexian valued love and righteousness, and even suffered from love!

After warning himself like this, Chiyue found that there seemed to be writing on the folded silk, he hesitated for a moment, pulled out a place and pulled it out, shook it to look, and couldn't help being stunned again.

It was Zhu Jinheng's handwriting, the brush was stained with cinnabar, and a few lines of small characters fell down: Don't go, don't come, think slowly.If you can't sleep if you say nothing, if you want to say it, you will be pregnant.

——After a farewell, there will be no time to meet. I miss you very much. The long night is long, tossing and turning, and I don’t ask for anything else. I only hope that you will miss me a little bit.

Chi Yue's face was so red that it was about to drip blood, and he tightly held the concentric knot in the palm of his hand, so tight that even his nails were embedded in his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all, as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his chest, making his heart flutter, No matter how hard it is to be calm.

It was obviously a romantic relationship that was not even considered a dewy marriage. After he left without saying goodbye, there were so many unfinished entanglements involved. It was obvious that the man was domineering and arrogant, and possessed all the beauties in the world, but he used such sentimental and euphemistic poems to express his lovesickness. There was a melancholy like boudoir resentment in Zhu Hong's handwriting, which made him want to laugh. He didn't have such deep resentment for Zhu Jinheng's actions.

It has to be said that Zhu Jinheng used the right method. For a young man with an arrogant personality like Chiyue, if he is forced to fight him, he will only arouse resistance that would rather die than surrender. He can only put down his posture, coax and seduce him, and use all kinds of affection to stir up the tide of emotion that he is strictly guarding against. .

Chiyue folded the silk as it was, and put it back into the box together with the concentric knot, pondered for a long time, and left it by the pillow instead of throwing it into the cabinet with sundries.

If he knew his reaction, Zhu Jinheng would definitely be very proud.

In the many long nights that followed, when he was not in the mood to sleep, he would always dig out the things in the box and stare at them for a long time until he fell asleep.