Peach Blossom Pavilion

Xu Ye has been under house arrest by Sushen in the county prince's mansion, named Chang Shi, and in actual gossip, he has long been regarded as the person in power——

The noble son of the former dynasty with golden branches and jade leaves, father and son bowed their knees submissively. Among the people who surrendered, who didn't see him with a look of disgust?

It seems that this can comfort these loyal people.

The southern tour was a big event, and it was inevitable to have a farewell party for a few days. The county palace was full of singing and feasting every day, and the noise spread all the way to the backyard.

The wealth and vegetation are scattered, the old people are dying and fleeing, and he has no one to say goodbye to.

For a moment, Xu Ye actually thought of his father, the cowardly and cowardly person all his life.

When the city was broken, he knelt at the city gate to welcome the Mobei army, and later confiscated the wealth of the princes and nobles, so he was also trembling and dared not move.

Su Shen left behind the Hou's mansion, which has nothing but appearances, but the inside is already empty.

The concubines and concubines were gone, and he was so poor that he couldn't afford a single illness. If it wasn't for Su Shen, he might not even have a coffin to rest in.

You are different from him.

A voice said in Xu Ye's ear.

Su Shen came to Xu Ye's place at night, reeking of alcohol.

Xu Ye was holding a scroll and reading, when he heard him, he felt agitated, and the fire suddenly jumped.

Su Shen leaned over, breathing heavily on his face, he swung his sleeve fan to turn off the light, and the room was instantly dark.

The moon is as bright as water tonight, covering Xu Ye's face with a layer of soft white light.

Su Shen's eyes were so bright that Xu Ye could even see his own shadow.

Su Shen's forehead touched him slowly, the tips of their noses touched, their lips were almost touching, and their breaths were intertwined.

Su Shen said: "Brother Ye, do you hate me?"

Xu Ye lowered his eyes, "I don't hate it."

But he didn't love him either, Su Shen knew it, he murmured: "That's fine, that's fine."

Finally, he kissed Xu Ye's lips.

The convoy disguised itself and divided into multiple groups. Su Shen and Prince Yi were together, and Xu Ye saw Zhaoyang again.

Her clothes were exposed, revealing a large area of ​​skin on her chest, as if teasing with Prince Yi, completely ignoring the contemptuous eyes of others.

Why did she follow?

Xu Ye knew that some Mobei nobles might not be able to follow him on the southern tour, and Prince Yi had a noble status, so naturally it was no problem. When Zhaoyang was still a girl, he said that he would not marry unless he was the Marquis of Ningyuan, but——

Marquis Ning Yuan died unyieldingly for forty days in the south of the Yangtze River, or Prince Yi ordered the massacre of the city, so why should she be sad?

A thought popped up in his mind, and Xu Ye couldn't help looking at Zhaoyang.

Everyone is living in their own way.

When camping at night, while Prince Yi and Su Shen were hunting, Xu Ye quietly went over and stood beside Zhaoyang.

He said, "Why do you go yourself? Don't you believe me?"

Zhaoyang paused for packing his clothes, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Zhaoyang! Listen to me!" Xu Ye lowered his voice, seeing that someone had already noticed this side, "You have already sacrificed enough, leave it to us, if... If His Royal Highness knows, how can I tell him Confession?"

Zhaoyang sneered: "You act with the 'Prince' every day, I'm afraid you have long forgotten who is real and who is fake. I am different from you. I kill my enemies with my hands, and I have no regrets even though I die."

There was a firm look in her eyes: "otherwise, why would I stay with him for so long?"

Xu Ye knew that it would be useless to talk too much, and a burst of unresolved sorrow welled up in his heart, and he watched Zhaoyang's thin and thin figure disappear among the heavy tents.

The night wind blew past, making his eyes red, and suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Xu Ye's heart jumped, and Su Shen's cold voice rang in his ears: "She is already Prince Yi's man, what are you thinking?" He snorted coldly: "Don't forget, your engagement with her has long been There are too many to count.”

As soon as he reminded Xu Ye, he remembered that the former emperor had intended to marry Zhaoyang to him, but after Zhaoyang went on a hunger strike for a week, he died without a problem. In the current situation, Su Shen mentioned this matter, which is absurd no matter how you look at it.

Xu Ye smiled bitterly: "It's hard for you to remember..."

Su Shen couldn't help but lead him to the tent: "If you can't remember the past, you should not remember it. Sometimes it's a burden if you have a good memory."

They all stopped at the same time.

If I hadn't seen Su Shen who had transformed into Nan'an County King again, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to remember the scene when he and Su Shen met for the first time?

"But I will always remember that it was you who saved me." Su Shen's voice trembled.

Xu Ye sighed and took his hand.

Su Shen could not wait for everything around him to disappear. At that moment, it seemed that there were only the two of them left in the world.

He is no longer the king of Nan'an County in the new dynasty, and Su Shen is no longer a subjugated nobleman.

Even for a second, he hoped that he would never wake up in his life.

Everything was as beautiful as a dream, Su Shen's movements were too eager, Xu Ye groaned in pain, Su Shen couldn't care less about comforting him, so he started to move.

The sky is full of stars, and the night wind blows gently, like a mother's warm hand, comforting all living beings on the ground.