I still remember the king's heart

Yuechan leaned upstairs, watching the man stepping on the moon and wearing frost, shaking off the snow and snow all over her body, she sighed softly, afraid that she would go to look for Sang Yu again, and being together for eight years would not be worth a glimpse of Fusheng.

But in an instant, she adjusted her expression, and opened the door with a smile on her face.

"What's the matter so late?"

After Su Ming finished speaking, Yuechan was silent for a while, this matter was easy to say but also difficult to say, it all depended on Su Ming's willingness or not.

"Everyone on the rivers and lakes calls the owner of the Silent Tower thousands of faces. Those who have seen your true face are no longer alive. Su Ming, your disguise technique is better than mine, why bother to ask me again?"

Su Ming remained silent, pursing the corners of his lips.

"Of course, if you don't dislike me, you can go too. All you need to worry about in the Marquis' mansion is just serving people. Don't tell me I don't serve less?"

Yuechan didn't care much, and was even eager to give it a try.

If Yuechan is allowed to go and look like Sangyu, I am afraid that there will be no leftovers left after being eaten sooner or later.

"Otherwise, just randomly pick a few people from under your hand, but after all, they are not familiar with each other, and it would be bad if they showed their feet."

After all, the person who pretended to be Huanhua had to fall on her head, Su Ming's forehead twitched, and Yuechan silently moved to the side.

Su Ming glanced at her, got up and left.

The smile on Yuechan's lips became bitter. She and her are confidantes and comrades-in-arms, maybe because they are too similar, they are destined not to be together.

She is the person who understands her best, and when she asked the question, she already had the answer in her heart.

"Father, my son and I don't want to marry Chen Guogong's granddaughter, I beg my father to take back my order"

Rong You knelt down on the ground, his words were sonorous and loud.

"Absurd! The imperial edict to grant marriage has been issued, so you have no jokes!"

These years, he didn't even have a concubine in his mansion. Is it true that he, the father, is so confused? The officials have also submitted memorials openly and secretly, and he turned a blind eye. Now it's hard to return to Beijing , Naturally, you have to beat and beat.

Rong You pursed the corners of his lips, pressed his forehead to the ground, his posture was humble, but his tone was still firm.

"The son and minister already have their own hearts, and I beg the father to take back his life"

The emperor was furious, and stood up arrogantly, "Do you think that no one knows about the dirty things you have done?! You are the crown prince, how many pairs of eyes are staring at you waiting to find your faults, you can't let me save you!" Don't worry?!"

This son went to the queen as soon as he was born. He is his eldest son. He has devoted countless efforts since he was a child. He asked him to worship the head of civil servants as a teacher and learn the strategy of governing the country. Such a stubborn temper.

"Even if I married her, it wasn't from the heart." Rong You also lost his temper, stood up and saluted, "Father, I will leave."

After all, he left the hall without looking back.

The emperor was trembling with anger, and the chief eunuch who was waiting on the side hurriedly helped him to sit down, "The emperor calms down, the prince is young and energetic, and he doesn't understand the emperor's painstaking efforts."

The emperor didn't speak, and the eyes under the dragon's crown gradually became serious. On the surface, Qi State looks like Haiyan, Heqing, and a peaceful and prosperous age, but in fact, it has internal and external troubles. In the north, there are Xiongnu who are watching, and in the south, there are Dawan who sweep their troops from time to time. There are two factions inside Fighting, the fighting in the court is inexhaustible.

He is no longer young. Of his two sons, one seems gentle and has no ambitions, but secretly keeps a low profile and cultivates party members; Fold.

He also had a time when he was young and vigorous and loved someone wholeheartedly, but he was in the emperor's house, you can have affection but you can never have love, it seems that Ah Man can't stay.

"Hey, have you heard that the lady of Chen Guogong's family was crying at home because of the prince's refusal to marry, she hanged her neck yesterday?"

"Why haven't I heard of it? It's almost spread all over the capital. This young lady from Chen Guogong's family is also a well-known talented woman in the capital. Why is the Crown Prince unwilling?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... not yet..."

The voice in the back gradually lowered, and it was probably not a pleasant word, so Sang Yu closed the window.

It seems that the situation in the capital is going to be chaotic again. The Wang family has broken with Ningguo Houfu. Chen Guogong will no longer support the prince, and he is one step closer to the goal.

It was getting late, and she was just about to call Huanhua in to light the lamp, when the door slammed softly and was pushed open.

I always feel that today's Huanhua is different. It is still the moon white silk shirt worn by the maids, but she has a kind of elegance and extraordinaryness. Those eyes are bottomless, as if they want to suck in people's souls.

Sang Yu was so excited that her eyeballs were about to fall off, she pointed at her tremblingly and said, "Su... Suming..."

Su Ming nodded and said nothing.

"Can you change back when there is no one?"

This looked really strange, when she thought of Su Ming coming to serve her personally, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Why?" Even the voice became the same as Huanhua's.

"..." Can she say that she is not used to it? She has a beautiful face but a cold and heartless heart.

Su Ming frowned, "Didn't you ask me to protect you?"

Why did he look terrified.

Sang Yu was startled, this man actually cared about her, there was warmth in his heart, and there was a smile on his lips.

"It's just a little... not used to it"

A little kindness was enough to flatter her.

Su Ming frowned, turned and left, Sang Yu grabbed her sleeve and said in a low voice, "That's not what I meant...I'm very happy that you can come..."

However, three days later, Sang Yu's heart was broken. Is this here to serve her or to torture her?

She doesn't know how to serve tea and water, and it's tiring to wash and cook, so she has to do everything by herself, so everyone in the family sees her busy in the kitchen with a big belly every day, and she calls it the food she made with her own hands. Don't worry, it's actually someone who, after taking a bite of the food in the house, dropped his chopsticks and coldly said something about pig food.

Sang Yujue fell down, and couldn't help but miss the days when Huanhua lived in the past. It was a life like a fairy!

Towards the end of the new year, the weather was getting colder, and Su Ming would go out every night, and when he came back, he was covered in frost and snow, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Chaimen hears the dog barking, and returns home on a snowy night. Sangyu will always leave a lamp for her on a snowy night, and then quietly lean on the couch and read a book. The crackling of the candle will always make her heart soft. , because I know that no matter how heavy the snow is, that person will always come back.

When Su Ming entered the door, Sang Yu was already leaning on the couch and fell asleep, there was a table of cold food on the table, the book in her hand fell on the floor, she walked over to pick it up and put it on the table.

Sang Yu opened her eyes in a daze. She was not sleeping well. When she saw her back, she got up from the couch, "The hot water is ready. You take a bath first. I'll go and heat up the food."

Su Ming frowned, "Don't wait for me in the future"

She put on the white jade mask again, revealing only a pair of star-like eyes, and the corners of her lips became cold and hard.

Sang Yu lowered her head, "I... I just have nothing to do"

She just wanted to keep a light on the snowy night and wait for someone to return.

Su Ming didn't speak, turned around and entered the room.

When he came out, he was covered in moisture, only his underwear showed his delicate collarbone, his black hair was untied, draped softly on his shoulders, and the tips of his hair were still dripping water, his whole body faded from the three points of coldness, unexpectedly gentle .

Sang Yu was a little dazed, until the man stretched out his hand to support her wrist, and said in a low voice, "It's overflowing."

She hurriedly looked down and saw that the teacup on the table had already been filled, and there was a lot of water stains.

Immediately blushing, she withdrew her hand and pushed the teacup in front of her.

Su Ming sat down and ate quietly, eating bite by bite very slowly, with an elegant posture, and the slender and white wrist holding the chopsticks did not look like a murderer's hand at all.

The water droplets on the ends of the hair ran across the collarbone along the slender neck, and fell into the slightly open placket. However, the whole person's demeanor was deserted, with a kind of ascetic beauty, and he wanted to let people find out.

Inexplicably, Sang Yu thought of the night when they first met, the peerless elegance under the mask of that man, covered by the cinnabar between his brows, like red plums falling in snow.

Stretching out his hand to touch the white jade mask on her face like a ghost, Su Ming was taken aback, but Sang Yu's palm was gentle and delicate, without calluses, she didn't hate that cautious feeling.

Finally touched the hook behind the man's ear, she touched it lightly, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Sang Yu was startled, a blush flew up on her face, and she muttered, "I...I just want to see..."

That night in the dim candlelight, she only had a glimpse, and that person was breathtakingly beautiful, but now that the candle was burning, what would it be like when that person took off his mask?

"Didn't you see it?" It was still a cold tone.

Sang Yu blushed, and the man's cold fingertips were resting on her wrist. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Su Ming held it even tighter.

"Su... Suming..." The tone was soft, almost begging.

The man buried his head, not daring to look at her, even the roots of his ears turned pink, the curve of Su Ming's lips softened, and he let go of his hand.

After finally breaking free from the restraint, the red mark on Sang Yu's wrist was still eye-catching.

"Small punishments are light, and if there is a repeat offense, you will not be spared lightly"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I have been rehearsing for the performance the day after tomorrow after class today, so I am very tired, there is only one change, very very sorry.

Today is the winter solstice, but there is no one to eat dumplings with the author. Happy winter solstice, little angels who read the article, remember to eat dumplings, and eat my share too. Good night, okay!