Liu Huafei

Yuan Mutian picked out a few rolls with his hands, flicked them casually, dust hit his face, it seemed that they had been placed for a long time.

It should have been hidden here before Nianhua left the palace, but it was not discovered by the cleaning palace staff.Yuan Mutian opened the volume with great interest, and was shocked by the contents before he could read Xiao Nianhua's childish handwriting.

Nianhua loves Yuan Mutian, Nianhua loves Yuan Mutian... These words are written all over the slightly yellowed paper, and the repeated line after line is seen in the eyes, but it seems to hear a loud and frightened cry.

Yuan Mutian disassembled all the scrolls, one bed and one floor, each with this sentence on it, carefully written stroke by stroke in a beautiful but childish style of writing, as if to prove something, Like the fear of forgetting something.

The emperor, who has always been arrogant, stood on the spot in shock, and the last piece of paper in his hand fell to the ground.

If it was before, if it was someone else, he probably thought it was a way to please him.It's harmless, but it's not worth taking it too seriously.

But this is time, this is too old scrolls full of dust, if not for his whim, these things may never see the light of day again, buried under this heavy bed board by dust, slowly decaying .

Today's youth may not even remember the no-regret love he wrote down stroke by stroke.

Yuan Mutian stumbled and sat down on the edge of the bed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a slight tingling pain in his heart.

In the emperor's heart, only an indifferent figure was left in the emperor's heart of that delicate and docile boy, and he didn't even seem to remember what he looked like.Although the present age is just around the corner, there is no shadow of the past on him, Yuan Mutian only realized at this moment that he almost regarded them as two people.

He really loves his present age.He is radiant, beautiful and dazzling, with a flexible and slender body, and a handsome face, like a real man who dares to love, hate, fight for the vanguard, and yearn for high flying.

He seems to seldom think of his little boy pet with fondness, that whole body and mind belongs to him only, and he can only rely on him for his whole life, and he regards him as the sky, the earth and everything.These deep loves were written by that little boy, in the days when he was bored and neglected by himself, not in the present age.

Yuan Mutian suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if he had lost something and could never find it again.

Liu Cheng, who was waiting outside, waited for a long time, looked at the evening sky, and when he felt a little anxious, he saw his emperor finally walk out of the room.

Liu Cheng walked forward quickly, and heard Yuan Mutian order: "Liu Cheng, you send someone to lock up the palace here. No one is allowed to enter without my will."

Liu Cheng nodded in agreement, then trotted to keep up with the emperor who was leaving quickly.

When Nian Hua was lying on the bed and was upset, he suddenly heard a sound from outside.Looking up, Yuan Mutian had opened the curtain and walked in.

Yuan Mutian asked the maid to wait for him to take off his coat, and smiled at Nianhua, "I'm late, does Nianhua miss me?"

Nianhua rolled his eyes, struggled to turn himself over, and lay face down.

Yuan Mutian sat behind him, hugged him by the waist, hugged him in his arms, kissed his forehead lightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't sleep yet, I will take you to take a bath."

Nianhua glanced at Yuan Mutian suspiciously, why suddenly the narcissistic emperor's voice and movements are so gentle... so nasty?

"Yuan Mutian, what tricks are you trying to play? What exactly are you trying to do!"

Yuan Mutian deliberately ignored Nianhua's flailing questions, just picked him up and walked to the bathtub in the cubicle.

After immersing his whole body in the warm water, Nianhua let out a breath of comfort and gave up those useless challenges.

Yuan Mutian dismissed all the servants, rolled up Nianhua's long black hair, washed it slowly in the water, and softly said in the misty rising heat: "Nianhua, I just want you to know that I not only love the present I love you, I also like you in the past. No matter what you become, I like you. The most stupid mistake in my life is to send you into the army. I... feel very distressed." It is clearly a word from the heart, but it is said It was no different from his usual sweet talk to coax concubines and beauties, not even that sweet.

Yuan Mutian smiled wryly, and as expected, he heard Nian Hua's disdainful hum.

"Nianhua, I let you suffer, you can punish me any way you want, just don't leave my side. You have enough free time now, I hope you will think about it occasionally, have you forgotten anything? Is there anything? This matter... was something you cared about so much, but you inadvertently put it behind you."

"What are you talking about?" Nian Hua shook his head impatiently with his hair full of soap horns.He was always thinking about how to escape from this palace cage so that he could rush to Jicheng to save Zihan.After finally being able to relax while taking a bath, what is Yuan Mutian doing to him?

"I have a very good memory. I haven't forgotten anything. I remember everything from my previous life. Don't worry about it."

Yuan Mutian listened to Nianhua's absent-minded words, looked at the slightly shaking hair top, and could only taste the bitter taste in his stomach slowly.

He can't mention those scrolls to Nianhua, let alone show him directly, otherwise it will only remind Nianhua of those painful days and his ruthlessness towards him in those days.Then if he wanted Nianhua to take the initiative to get close to him, he might not be able to do it in his whole life.

He can only wait, waiting for Nianhua to remember by himself.He was not afraid that this heartless little thing would not remember, he had enough time to wait slowly.

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In the middle of the night, a black shadow walked into the emperor's bedroom and jumped up to the roof without a sound.

Ling Qing listened to Nianhua's request during the day, although he ruthlessly refused at that time, but only he knew the contradiction in his heart.

Ling Qing admires Yuan Mutian, and he doesn't think it will change in the future.But Nianhua's words made him unable to ignore them.

Although he would not admit it to Nianhua, Ling Qing knew in his heart that he did not agree with what the emperor did.

Not to mention that he forced others to be difficult, he even resorted to such means as drugging, insisting on keeping Nianhua by his side.Anyway, he is the emperor, the world belongs to him, he should be able to have whatever kind of man and woman he wants.

However, Nianhua is considered the emperor's savior, possesses peerless martial arts, is intelligent and quick-witted, and is a material that can be made.As long as you train well, you will be able to stand alone in time.The emperor should not understand how important a loyal and excellent general is in this period when the world is at the beginning of peace and the barbarian pirate rebellion is still raging everywhere.

But he would rather choose to leave his years between the bed curtains, just for him to satisfy his selfish desires.

Ling Qing walked lightly on the glazed tiles of the roof until he reached the top of Yuan Mutian's bedroom, then stopped and squatted down.

It's not just because of the emperor, but also because of Nianhua - Nianhua is his friend, his brother in the camp, Ling Qing thinks that it is really impossible to watch his brother degenerate to such a state and just sit back and watch.

A tile was lifted gently, and the dim candlelight shone from below.

Ling Qing was slightly surprised, he came here so late on purpose, thinking that the emperor should have rested long ago, unexpectedly...

Before Ling Qing could think too much, an ambiguous voice suddenly floated out from the gap and directly entered his ears.

Those...heavy or forbearable gasps, obscene whispers, wet voices, creaking and shaking of the bed board...

"Yuan Mutian... ah... don't..."

Ling Qing's face instantly became hot, and the hot feeling burned from the bottom of her neck to her cheeks.

In the past, I heard that the so-called male favorite was just a title, and what I saw in my eyes was just a beautiful boy with a rich makeup and a woman, and after Nianhua entered the camp, he ate and slept with his brothers, let alone think of this kind of thing.

Now facing him naked, even if he didn't see the picture, Ling Qing was at a loss for a moment.

He hurriedly put back the uncovered tiles, turned around and jumped, and quickly ran towards the guard camp, as if something was chasing after him.