Man Xilan

I have nightmares every day. In the dream, he and Liu Lan were playing on the mountain when they were young. In a blink of an eye, Liu Lan disappeared. He was the only one on the empty mountain. Liu Jiyun smiled and gave him and Liu Lan gifts: "You two One person, one share, it's fair, but the next moment, Liu Jiyun was lying in a pool of blood, dying unrepentantly; there was the bloody clothes Su Qizhi was wearing; there was a fire all over the sky...

Wen Siming woke up suddenly, and found that his whole body was covered in cold sweat... Then, his eyes were wide open, feeling the silence around him, but he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Man Xilan's extra heartbeat when returning home ([-])

Those days were all dark when I think of them.

The smile disappeared from everyone's face, and when they saw something occasionally, they would feel a pain in their hearts when they thought of the person who was no longer there.

Wen Siming silently abandoned the bright clothes he used to wear and put on a plain gown, expressing his condolences in this way.

When Su Yuzhi saw it, he didn't say anything to ridicule him. Instead, he patted Wen Siming on the shoulder to express his understanding.

Among them, it was Su Qizhi who showed the strongest performance—the one who had the most reason to be sad.

Just a few years after the fourth prince was expelled from the palace for no reason, and after the Liu family was overthrown overnight, the fourth prince returned to the palace with a high profile, and participated in government affairs vigorously, openly disagreeing with the up-and-coming third prince. and.

The family motto of the Wen family has been passed down from generation to generation: You are not allowed to be an official in the court, you are not allowed to participate in political affairs, and everything is based on learning.

However, because of Liu Lan's entrustment, Wen Siming still stood by Su Qizhi's side and acted as a counselor, advising him.

When he wrote a letter to Father Wen to explain, in order to prevent Mr. Wen from getting angry, he deliberately described the future of following the fourth prince. If the fourth prince becomes the prince in the future, our Wen family will be the biggest contributor, and there will be endless benefits The prosperity and wealth and so on... Even such an idea was not the original intention of Wen Siming assisting Su Qizhi.

Father Wen's reply letter arrived very soon, and the letter said very briefly: Everything is as you like.

At that time, Father Wen was at home enduring Mrs. Wen's complaints over and over again and did not dare to speak back. There was one unspoken sentence in his letter to his son: I am an old man.

The aging Mr. Wen is slowly repaying the romantic debt he owed when he was young.

The power of the fourth prince is slowly expanding, and his position in the court is becoming more and more stable.

Su Qizhi's performance exceeded many people's imagination. Some people think that after the Liu family's accident, he will be devastated, some people think that his personality will not adapt to the political environment, and some people think that the third prince will soon bring him down...

But later on, they had to admit that the fourth prince's performance in the court was perfect, and sometimes they even doubted whether those rumors were wrong?Why did the fourth prince keep a calm face even when talking about the Liu family's treason case, without any abnormality?

They don't know that in this world, people who occasionally cut their fingers with a knife will always yell: Oh, it's bleeding, it hurts so much.But those who have been cut in the heart often keep silent and try their best to tell the people around them: everything is fine, but nothing actually happened.

One night late at night, Wen Siming woke up again from a nightmare. He tossed and turned on the bed and could no longer fall asleep. He just got up and put on a piece of clothing, and walked around, all the way to Su Qizhi's courtyard.

"The candle has never been extinguished." Su Yuzhi sat on the steps outside Su Qi's room, raised his head and said to Wen Siming, "He has been reading the memorial inside." After a pause, Su Yuzhi continued. : "What he hated most in the past was the memorial... but now he can't put it down once he picks it up. I'm worried about him like this."

The quiet moonlight shone on Su Yu's body, covering him with a faint brilliance. He frowned, and his worry about Su Qizhi was clearly written on his face.

"How did this happen?" Su Yuzhi asked softly, "We were all well together, and we agreed to go hunting after a while, why did everything change suddenly?"

Wen Siming opened his mouth, wanting to say something, even though he didn't know the answer to Su Yu's question, but he felt that in this situation, it would be good to say something casually.

But he looked at Su Yuzhi fixedly, and suddenly he couldn't say anything.

A strong emotion is surging from the heart.

That feeling is more enjoyable than swimming in the lake with the most beautiful woman in Bicheng, more ambiguous than receiving a private letter from the most talented woman in the world, and sweeter than thrushing eyebrows in the mirror for the oiran of Tianxianglou...

That kind of complex emotion is also mixed with a little bitterness and distress.

Wen Siming knew that the strong feeling at that moment was actually a heartbeat.

Man Xilan's extra heartbeat when returning home ([-])

Of course, it is not the first time for Wen Siming, who can be called romantic, to experience such a heartbeat. When facing the youngest daughter of the city lord, when meeting a friend's sister for the first time, or even just wandering around with a fan on the street, the woman on the corner The girl's startled glance will also make his heart beat faster at that moment...

But that throbbing lasted too short after all, it struck in an instant, but left in the next instant, and after a few days, even the appearance of the object of the heartbeat was forgotten.

Therefore, when Wen Siming returned to his room and lay down again, he didn't pay attention to what happened just now.

On the second day, Wen Siming realized that something was going wrong.

During the day, Su Yuzhi faded away from the fragility of last night, and became lively again. The quarrel with Wen Siming was earth-shattering...

Wen Siming naturally concentrated on coping with it, but this routine, but actually very boring thing to think about, also left a burst of sweetness in his heart.

'I'm definitely out of my league today. Wen Siming reached out and touched his forehead, "Do you want to find a doctor to take a look?" '

That night, for the first time, Wen Siming couldn't sleep because of a nightmare.

He lay on the bed tossing and turning, carefully looking for the reason for his abnormality: it must be because the moonlight was too bright last night, it must be because my mind is not clear today, it must be because the surroundings were too quiet at that time... He found countless reasons to explain today's disorder. Everything was not my own will at all, it was completely an accident, and it would never happen again next time, Wen Siming finally fell asleep peacefully.

But on the third day, instead of getting better, things intensified.

Su Yuzhi circled around his fourth brother, Wen Siming felt that the scene was particularly unpleasant, and his heart was bubbling with sourness.

Fourth day... Fifth day...

The heartbeat at that moment not only did not subside, but continued to grow, it almost burned his heart into a wilderness, and there was no room for escape.

Wen Siming suddenly became a little timid. On impulse, he made a very shameful move—fleeing from the capital and returning to Bicheng by himself.

Young Master Wen, who hadn't been home for a long time, came back... The news spread in Bicheng immediately.

Wen Siming's friends came to the door one after another, saying that they would clean up the dust for him, and those so-called confidante invitations were all shyly placed on Wen Siming's desk...

If it was before, Wen Siming would go to the appointments one by one happily, but now, Wen Siming suddenly feels that those things are very boring.

It's like meeting the oirans of Tianxiang Tower, they must first compliment each other, and then bring out who's young master made a fool of themselves recently, and who's affair happened, and everyone jokes about it, and then the oiran will order someone to prepare a table Good food and drink, during the dinner, I casually mentioned which young master spends a lot of money just to see her, Wen Siming immediately smiled and said: Then what is so rare about the jade pendant given by Mr. Xie's family?Someday I will definitely send over better ones... So, both of them are very happy.

The plot that I never got tired of playing before, now I think about it... Wen Siming sighed: It’s really quite boring, it’s better to watch the second prince angrily…

So, inadvertently, Wen Siming experienced the taste of lovesickness again.

Man Xilan's extra heartbeat when returning home (End)

Wen Siming came back suddenly this time, and stayed in the mansion all day long, not going out to have fun with those friends, even the two elders of the Wen family felt abnormal.

One day, at the instigation of his wife, Mr. Wen came to inquire about the news.

"Father, you are here." Wen Siming nestled lazily on the chair, seeing his father coming, he was not very respectful, let alone happy.

"Hey," Father Wen rubbed his hands a little cautiously, and sat aside: "Father, I came to see you."

Hearing this, Wen Siming responded lukewarmly.

"How do you feel about working for the Fourth Prince in the capital?" After a moment of silence, Father Wen asked.

"pretty good."

"Then why did you come back suddenly? Did something happen over there?"

"It's nothing," Wen Siming said, "I just want to come back and have a look."

Father Wen chuckled twice, and then said in a low voice: "You came back suddenly, and your mother was taken aback. I thought something happened to you. I advised her not to worry, but she just couldn't listen..." Not only could she not listen. go in?At that time, Mrs. Wen was furious and pointed at Mr. Wen's nose and scolded: "Of course I feel sorry for my son, but it's not like you. You go boating with that talented girl all day long. Siming is sick, and you don't even look at him." .

Wen Siming glanced at his father: "I'm fine, tell mother not to worry."

Father Wen picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and said softly, a little embarrassed: "Recently, your mother has been in a bad temper... always getting angry over some trivial things."

Wen Siming was obviously taken aback, then sneered and said, "Is it the same as when Dad got angry before?"

"..." Father Wen was at a loss for words.

Wen Siming said again: "It's like that time when my mother didn't let you go to the lake with the most talented girl in the world at that time, you were furious, and that time when my mother didn't want you to take Wang Shibo's sister to live with us, you took that woman with you in a fit of anger I went out to play for three months before I came back..."

Father Wen interrupted his son in a panic: "Don't bring up the past again, don't bring it up again...Are you going to kill my father?"

Wen Siming sighed: "Who wants to mention it? I want to forget these things...but I can't guarantee that my mother will forget all of them..."

"Of course she can't forget it, and she won't forget it for the rest of her life." Father Wen leaned on the back of the chair a little decadently: "At that time, my father was known as a romantic and talented man all day long. How could I have thought that I would have this day?"

At that time, Mr. Wen was as old as Wen Siming now. He was in high spirits all day long, and he was in the limelight. When he thought of a genius, he had to do what a genius should do: flirting with women, having affairs, and being affectionate to only one person. Money?That's really embarrassing, I'm too embarrassed to tell others...

At that time, he was still too young, young as if he would never grow old in this life...

"So," after recalling the past, Mr. Wen sighed and said again: "I see that there are many Yingyingyanyans around you on weekdays, remember, remember, don't make the same mistakes as me... Mr. Coming to regret is the most uncomfortable thing."

Wen Siming stared at the teacup without answering, obviously lost in thought.

Father Wen stayed by the side for a while, feeling bored, shook his head, got up and left.

A few days later, Wen Siming rushed back to the capital from Bicheng.

Along the way, the spring is bright and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Wen Siming is full of expectations for the future of the capital.

He finally understood that the emotion that day was not a momentary heartbeat, but the real, first and only love.

When I Returned, Man Xilan's Fanwai Meishang ([-])

When Su Qizhi was three years old, Su Xuan said to him: "The winter when your mother and concubine first came to Qingguo, she was not used to the climate of Qingguo, and she was in a bad mood all day long. In order to make her happy, I ordered someone Built a 'warm pavilion' for her..."

When Su Qizhi was four years old, Su Xuan said: "In the winter when your mother and concubine first came to Qingguo, in order to prevent her from adapting to the climate here, I built a warm pavilion for her. All the skins were given to her to make fur coats..."

Another year passed, and Su Xuan's words changed again: "When your concubine mother first came, I built a warm pavilion to please her, and gave her a little white fox as a pet...and even gave her Plant a plum tree and..."

It can be seen that memory errors are not reduced because Su Xuan is the emperor.

Su Xuan certainly loved Ye Liu.

It's just that Su Xuan has never seriously thought about how much that love is.

Is it the kind of unforgettable love?Or just a passing crush?Are you greedy for her beauty or appreciating her inside?Is it 'favorite' or 'only love'...?

Su Xuan doesn't care about the answer to such a question, because he is the emperor, he thinks that he can say the word 'love', which is already a kind of gift...

When Yeliu was alive, getting along with Su Xuan was also full of bumps and bumps.

Because of the new concubine who entered the palace, Yeliu lost her temper and had a few fights with Su Xuan... Su Xuan sometimes felt that Yeliu was too 'noble', if she could be as charming and docile as the beauties from the Western Regions, it would be even better alright…

It can be seen that staying together between husband and wife is not easy because of their noble status.

After Ye Liu's death, strangely enough, those unhappiness disappeared.

Su Xuan only remembers Yeliu's kindness, but the people around Su Xuan all remember Su Xuan's kindness to Yeliu...

Year after year, Su Qizhi grew up slowly, and the love between Su Xuan and Yeliu was passed down from word to mouth across the continent, and it seemed to have become a legend.

It's just those anecdotes full of touching, infatuation, and romance, no one can tell the truth from the fake.

Su Xuan was very satisfied with such an infatuated image.

As an emperor, he has already stood at the top of power, but it will inevitably give people the impression of being cruel and unreasonable... But as long as he is embellished with love, it is like a finishing touch, adding a touch of tenderness to the tough image... Power plus beauty plus love legend, which man can refuse such a temptation?

In the deep palace full of intrigues and deceptions, many women were sincerely moved by Su Xuan.

They were more or less moved by Su Xuan's deep affection for Ye Liu, and they expected that Su Xuan could truly walk out of the shadow of Ye Liu's death, and the person who brought Su Xuan's love back to life was none other than someone else. it's her...

There are many people who are eager to confirm their position in Su Xuan's heart, and they all think that if one day Su Xuan stops protecting Yeliu's son unconditionally, then their goal will be achieved...

Therefore, there will always be rumors about the fourth prince's disrespect towards his beloved concubine...

Today, the fourth prince ordered someone to beat a certain concubine's attendant, tomorrow the fourth prince lost his temper and pushed a pregnant concubine, and the day after tomorrow...

There are various rumors, of course, the same makes it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

When I Return, Man Xilan's Fanwai Meishang ([-])

At that time, Su Xuan would defend Su Qizhi every time.

After the noisy and complaining people have left, Su Xuan will go forward and pinch Su Qizhi's little face, and say with a smile: "Qizhi, don't be angry, see Father chased them away."

"Annoying, they are really annoying." Su Qizhi frowned, his voice was a little cold that didn't match his age.

Su Xuan sometimes wonders why the young Su Qizhi has such an indifferent temperament, and sometimes there seem to be countless stories hidden in those eyes.

"Because he is Liu'er's child, Liu'er's child is destined to be different." Every time, Su Xuan would give himself such an answer.

It has always been Su Xuan's wish to make Su Qizhi the crown prince.

So when he was very young, Su Xuan told him the heavy and boring ways of governing the country.

But Su Qizhi's mind didn't seem to be fully spent on those thick books with yellowing paper, and he even made remarks like 'I don't want to be a prince' several times.

Su Xuan had a feeling that iron could not be made into steel, he would always say a few words of reprimand, and then feel distressed, and then coaxed him nicely.

Fortunately, no matter how indifferent Su Qizhi is to others, when facing Su Xuan, he always has a dependent attitude. Even when Su Xuan speaks coldly to him, there is a look of complete trust on his face.

"After all, he's still a child," Su Xuan thought secretly, "Maybe I can't push him too fast?... Or is he destined to be a failure?"

Su Xuan recalled what a cruel fight he had gone through in order to become the crown prince.

And now...Qi Zhihe...

Su Xuan thought and thought, and ordered Eunuch Fuer to take the handbook of governing the country to one of the third prince Su Rui.

Although Su Ruizhi was young, Su Xuan saw in his eyes a trace of ambition not to be resigned to others.

"Just like when I was fighting with Prince Jing back then," Su Xuan calculated well, "Whoever wins will be the final winner of the crown prince."

Distrust...is the first step for Su Xuan to push Su Qizhi away. Of course, this is definitely not the last step.

When Su Xuan met Liu Lan for the first time, he had a good impression of him: Although in his life, he had regretted countless times why he didn't send someone to kill him the first time he saw Liu Lan , but the first impression is really good.

It was a handsome young man with a gentle temperament.

When returning to Qingyun Hall, Su Xuan even joked to Su Qizhi with a smile: "Qizhi should really learn from that Liu Lan."

Su Qizhi raised her face: "Why should I learn from him? He is the most annoying person in the whole school."

The so-called impermanence of the world, at that time, no one thought that in the days to come, Su Qizhi would have such a bond with Liu Lan, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and had a temperament like water.

Day by day, Su Xuan pays more and more attention to Su Ruizhi, but ignores many things about Su Qizhi.

The day Su Qizhi received Liu Lan's jade pendant, the day he received Liu Lan's first letter, the day he replied to Liu Lan for the first time...Su Xuan didn't really care...

In this carelessness, Su Xuan missed many things.

Time to Return Man Xi Lan Fanwai Mei Shang ([-])

It was a long time later that Su Xuan really felt lost.

The beginning of that day was actually no different from usual.

When the sky was slightly bright, Su Xuan got up, and under the service of twelve maids, he put on a black dragon robe embroidered with nine dragons, and appeared in the court hall on time with the aura of a king.

Just when all the ministers knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and shouted "Long live, long live, long live", Su Xuan suddenly felt in a daze: Where is Qizhi?It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time...

At the moment, he felt a little upset, hurriedly left the court, and hurried to Qingyun Palace.

At the moment when the door was opened, Su Xuan was startled to feel that the aura belonging to Su Qi in the huge Qingyun Palace was so weak...so weak that no matter how hard Su Xuan searched, he couldn't find it...

That day happened to be the 30th day when Su Xuan drove Su Qizhi out of the palace.

On this day, because of his agitation, Su Xuan severely punished a little court lady who inadvertently mentioned the fourth prince. From this day on, the word "fourth prince" gradually became a word in the palace. Taboo, no one dared to mention it in front of Su Xuan.

Su Xuan took Su Huai back from a corner of the palace, reused Su Ruizhi, and recruited many beautiful boys and girls. They all had beautiful faces. Among them, some were charming, some were cheerful, and some were beautiful. This person is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... But there is no one who is cold when facing others, but is extraordinarily docile in front of Su Xuan. Ask: "Do you hate this kiss? Do you hate it?"

"Do you hate this kiss... don't you hate it?..."

To Su Xuan, such questioning was like a spell, and he couldn't break it in his whole life.

I don't know when, when the people in the capital mentioned the fourth prince, they no longer talked about how much he was favored by the emperor, but always said that there were all kinds of things between the young master of the Liu family firm and him...

There were rumors and gossip, so people naturally rushed to tell Su Xuan.

The ministers meant something, the concubines had something to say, even Su Huai looked sneaky, and ran to Su Xuan and said, "Father, Brother Four, and the young master of the Liu family firm..."

Su Xuan especially hates such topics, it will make him feel an inexplicable panic of losing.

That day, he frightened Su Huai away, but with a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly, he went to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Su Qizhi is not in the mansion.

His eccentric little maid said to Su Xuan: "The fourth prince and Master Liu Lan have gone out to play."

Su Xuan pushed open the door of Su Qizhi's room and walked in slowly.

According to Su Qizhi's preference, the layout of the room is roughly the same as the bedroom in Qingyun Palace, but subtle changes have taken place quietly.

Su Xuan saw a few books on business on the bookshelf: "Why is Qizhi still reading this kind of book?"

The little maid next to her also raised her head to take a look, with a natural expression: "Master Liu Lan put this here."

Su Xuan's hands froze, he paused, and then put the book back.

There were a few unique items on the antique shelf, and the maid said that they were sent by Master Liu Lan.

There is a pair of words hanging on the wall, the first two sentences of the poem are in Su Qizhi's handwriting... Su Xuan finds the latter handwriting very strange, but he knows that it must be written by Liu Lan again.

There is nothing related to Su Xuan in this Fourth Prince's Mansion, but traces of Liu Lan can be seen everywhere.

When I Returned, Man Xilan's Fanwai Meishang ([-])

At that moment, Su Xuan was furious because of such recognition, and he even felt a little humiliated by being betrayed in his heart.

Su Xuan thinks that Su Qizhi's behavior should not be like this, he should be like Yeliu, even though he is unwilling, but still choose to bow his head to Su Xuan, or he should be like those concubines, change himself to cater to Su Xuan, and then Unfortunately, he would have to mourn the Spring and Autumn alone in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, sighing at the moon for a while...

How could he be with that Liu Lan every day?

How could he throw away the past so quickly?

Could it be that what he said that day was all false?His pain is also fake? …

Su Xuan smiled and shook his head: With his understanding of Su Qizhi and his vicious eyes, such feelings and pain will never be fake... Thinking of this, for some reason, Su Xuan's mood unexpectedly improved again .

At that time, Su Xuan only saw that Su Qizhi's love at that time was true, but did not expect that Su Qizhi's resoluteness to give up was also true.

In the days to come, Su Xuan's head seemed to have a bunch of tangled threads, and he couldn't find a clue no matter what.

Su Qizhi was standing there. He wanted to get close, but he didn't want to show weakness... He wanted to ignore him, but he couldn't bear it... He wanted Su Qizhi to show his favor to him, but Su Qizhi was very stubborn...

Su Qizhi was standing there, but he didn't know what to do...

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

Life is like a huge vortex, slowly swallowing Su Xuan.

On Su Xuan's desk, memorials are generally divided into four categories.

In addition to the normal discussion, there are also those who sing praises, those who ask for the establishment of a queen, and those who ask for the establishment of a prince.

I don't know when it started, most of the memorials asked for the establishment of the crown prince, and among them, the request for the appointment of the third prince as the crown prince was the highest.

In all fairness, Su Xuan is still very satisfied with Su Ruizhi's son.

Although he is not a natural genius, he works hard, is passionate about power, and has ambitions... Of course, the most important thing is that Su Ruizhi is undoubtedly in his blood, but Su Qizhi is not.

It is better to hand over the country to a fool of one's own family than to a genius of "other people's family".

This was Su Xuan's firm belief at the time.

The dark poison that exuded the breath of death was presented in front of him.

The green leaves, with a few drops, will be stained with traces of fire and become burnt yellow.

The person who delivered the medicine happily claimed the credit: "Your Majesty, I only need one bowl, no, I only need half a bowl...Even if Hua Tuo is reborn, he will not be able to save him."

Su Xuan listened dumbly, but couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Such a bowl...he died?

Death means that all the secrets about him will disappear with it.

However, death also means that we will never see each other again... According to Su Qizhi's temperament, it would be even more so, and there would be no chance of seeing him again.

Su Xuanhui stepped back and sat alone in the imperial study, meditating for a long time.

He thought of his narrow escape from fighting for the crown prince, the amazement he had when he first met Ye Liu, and the moments when he got along with Su Qizhi...

Finally, he thought of that soft kiss.

'Do you hate it?Hate this kiss? '

'Is it not annoying? '

Su Xuan raised his hand and caressed his lips gently, a trace of softness flashed across his heart.

It was this moment of tenderness that made Su Xuan make up his mind.

"Come here," Su Xuan sternly said, "The Fourth Prince Xuan will see you."

Time to return Man Xilan's episode of Mei Shang (End)

A few years later, rumors spread throughout the court that the third prince Su Ruizhi's temperament changed drastically because of a male favorite in the mansion.

One clear afternoon, Su Xuan called Su Ruizhi to the imperial study room, and asked him with a smile: "That one named Zhang Lan...Father wants to talk to you."

"Father!" Su Ruizhi was shocked, and for the first time lost his manners in front of Su Xuan, interrupted his words, and argued loudly: "He is just an insignificant person, not worthy of Father's concern."

"Is he really an insignificant person?" Su Xuan continued to smile, and there was no trace of anger in the expression on his face, but it was really like a heart-to-heart conversation between a loving father and his son: "If he is really insignificant , why are you still in such a panic?"

Su Ruizhi bowed his head and remained silent.

"Do you want to give up, but can't let go, and when you think of him, you will be upset?"

Su Ruizhi murmured to himself in a low voice: "How would father know?"

Su Xuan avoided answering, and suggested: "Since you are so entangled, why don't you just get rid of him? Kill him, everything will be settled once and for all."

"My son... I tried... but... I still can't bear it."

"Then there is no other way." Su Xuan closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and gently tapped the armrest next to him: "This is not the rising and setting of the sun. I can't see it today, and tomorrow... this is a lifetime. There is only one chance. The chance that he said he loves you, and the chance that you can kill him... There is only one chance in a lifetime." Su Xuan's voice gradually sank: "The only one time, if you miss it, there will be no more..."

It was such a unique opportunity, but I didn't grasp it at all... When I came back to my senses in the future, I was already at a loss.

Su Xuan smiled miserably in his heart, and waved his hand, indicating that Su Ruizhi could go down.

Full of doubts, Su Ruizhi left silently.

In the house, there was still only Su Xuan left.

In the quiet room, green smoke hovered above the censer, transforming into various shapes, and the sunlight came in through the panes, printing mottled spots on the ground.

Su Xuan looked at it in a daze for a while, and randomly took out a copy from the memorials piled up beside him.

It happened to be presented by Su Qizhi.

Holding a rather heavy memorial, it was densely filled with suggestions on the reform of the government, listing them out one by one, with clear thinking and order, and Su Xuan couldn't help but be overwhelmed when he read several of them.

Su Qizhi's words, just like his personality, are clear and elegant, with a sense of aloofness.

Su Xuan immersed himself in it as he looked at it, as if through the black and white words, he could see Su Qizhi's brows contemplating under the candlelight.

At that time, he should be less cold than usual... He must be more attractive when he is serious... At the moment when he put down the pen, does his expression have a bit of laziness? …who will sit beside him and grind for him, and who will he lean on when he is tired?

Su Xuan thought for a while, then suddenly got up and strode out.

After dismissing the accompanying guards and eunuchs, Su Xuan went to the depths of the palace alone - the Plum Garden.

Came here excitedly, but stopped at the door

It's been a long time, Su Xuan hasn't stepped into the Plum Garden...but when he is upset, happy, bored...he can't help but walk this way.

At the very beginning, because Su Xuan liked this place, Su Qizhi also liked it.

But at this time, it was because Su Qizhi liked it 'once', and Su Xuan liked it 'now'.

Standing at the gate of the plum garden and wandering around for several times, Su Xuan let out a long sigh, turned and left.

The plum trees in that garden were planted by him himself, but now he doesn't want to look at them, can't bear to look at them, dare not look at them...

Because the person who accompanied him to admire the plum blossoms in the past is no longer around.

That person has already drifted away, slowly letting Su Xuan fade out of his world...

After he left, the plum garden was like summer all the year round.

That is the season when plum blossoms never bloom.

When I return home, the flowers on Lanmo gradually bloom at the end of the evening.

The episode "Flowers on the Moshang Bloom Gradually" is about Su Ruizhi, and the author is Wei Liang.

When her "Meeting the Demon" needs to be updated every day, it is really hard work and a lot of effort to still find time to write this episode.

In the days of filling in the hole for this article, I got a lot of help.

The scene of Da Su's QJ, the part where Liu Lan died, and the part where Ye Wenzhao betrayed Xiao Su... were all deleted at her suggestion.

Many people said that they liked the name "Returning to Manxi Lan", which was decided after a long discussion with her.

So, in my mother's medal, there is half of me, and half of Xiao Liangliang.

Thank you so much for the help.

I also hope that everyone will like this story about Su Ruizhi.

Flowers Bloom on Lanmo in the Evening Moon Chapter 1

When he opened his eyes, he first smelled a strange smell, and then he saw an indescribably handsome face.

The man's dark eyes inspected his face for a while, and then said: "Wake up, let's cook."

This was the first sentence he heard the man say after waking up.The sound is very nice, like the elegant and clear voice of some kind of musical instrument.

He blinked for a while, and suddenly realized that he didn't know who he should be.

This is actually a bit strange to say. In simple and easy-to-understand terms, he found that he couldn't remember his name, identity, and what he had experienced.

The whole mind is in a blank state.

The man also seemed to realize that his expression was not right, narrowing his beautiful phoenix eyes dangerously: "What do you want to say."

Instinctively told himself that this man in front of him is definitely not someone easy to get along with, but in fact, he is the only person he can ask for help at the moment. He thought for a while, and then tentatively said: "... who am I?"

Then, he successfully saw the man's stunt of changing his face instantly.

The face that was as beautiful as a flower was instantly livid, and the expression was ferocious: "What!" He raised his voice and roared angrily.

He put on an innocent face - it seems that such an expression has been used very often?Because it looks so smooth...

"Ah..." The man roared, then sighed, and fell back on the soft couch: "...Anyway, let's cook." He said weakly.

"Huh?" He blinked puzzled.

"Look at the fart!" The man became angry again, and spit out vulgar words from his thin lips that were completely opposite to his perfect appearance, "I'm starving to death, whatever you want, do it for me!"

I didn't look at the fart, I looked at you.

He said silently in his heart.

Get up silently.

I found that I shouldn't have gotten up.

I was in a room in my heart, and the man in white clothes was the only clean existence in the room, and everything else had been messed up.

Especially beside the bed, there are all kinds of dark brown rags, all kinds of crumbs that can't be seen, and the strange smell I smell is from these things...

He couldn't believe that such a handsome man lived in such an environment without changing his face.

"By the way, pack these things up by the way." The man noticed his gaze and instructed him as a matter of course.

...Why does this guy ask me to do this and that with such a calm face!

His eyes widened in surprise—although he didn't remember what kind of person he was before, he subconsciously believed that this was definitely the first time.

"This is the medicine that saved you