The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

Did Ye Sheng come out?Such a long road, no matter whether you are walking in big strides or walking alone, he always has to go.In this world, there are so many hardships, since he can't stop Rong Qian's disaster, it's better to bear it with him.

When he actually got here, he realized that he was not as fragile as he thought.

Ye Sheng took a breath, walked out of the window, and picked a yellow chrysanthemum for Rong Qian.

"Why didn't you pick that purple flower?" Rong Qian looked at him with a smile in the room, and there was more tranquility in his clear and cold voice.

"Why are you so coquettish?" Ye Sheng frowned, and glanced at the enchanting purple chrysanthemums.I patted it, but picked it up in disgust.

"It's not as pretty as yellow." Ye Sheng said with a smile.He ran back quickly and handed him the big bowl of purple chrysanthemums.

"The yellow ones are too kitsch." Rong Qian patted his head, and Wen Er smiled.

"Purple is too boring." Ye Sheng supported his hand, shook it, and said coquettishly.

"Okay, yellow should be yellow." Rong Qian lowered his head and let him put the yellow chrysanthemum hairpin on his head.

It's Double Ninth Festival.

"Rong Ling, this is your reward." Ye Sheng stuffed the purple chrysanthemum into Rong Ling's hand.Instead, he continued to circle around Rong Qian. "I'll eat the Double Ninth Cake after it's steamed." Ye Sheng grabbed Rong Qian's clothes and didn't let go.

"Okay. Let Madam Zhang give you the first piece." Rong Qian let him pull.Sitting in a wheelchair, Rong Ling pushed him and took him out for a walk.

"You should eat it with sugar." Ye Sheng made an inch of it.

"Have you lost your teeth?" Rong Qian laughed at him.Rubbing the tip of his nose affectionately.

"Just eat a little." Ye Sheng refused to let go.Deliberately leaning on him, rubbing the flowers on his head against his face, making Rong Qian's face itchy.

"Don't make trouble." Rong Qian patted his head away and took his hand. "I'll take you to enjoy maple leaves in the afternoon."

Rong Qian relaxed again.

The whole day, the palace was with Ye Sheng, and Ye Sheng was with him.

Occasionally take a kowtow in the palace, and go to the top of Yunyan Mountain for a visit.This day is over.

Zhao Changqing sometimes came down to see them.Luo Tong must have been with him when he came down. "It's a day-to-day life, and I don't know if you grew up with him or he accompanied him." Zhao Changqing sighed at the two idlers.

"It's fun, where is company?" Rong Qian smiled, hugging the crooked child in his arms tightly.

The child ignored them and continued to play with the Kong Ming lock in his hand.

A new gadget given by Luo Tong.Ye Sheng fiddled with it for a long time, but couldn't close it, couldn't open it, his face was flushed with anger, and he refused to ask others to help.

But no one said that he was not serious about reading anymore.

Concubine Su Gui was restrained, no one could enter Chuxiu Palace, and she could not come out.

After all, Ye Sheng asked Rong Qian to take him in once.

Rong Qian went to ask the emperor, but he didn't know what to say, so he asked Ye Sheng to take a look.

Su Guifei can't be said to be good, nor can she be said to be bad.Say she fell out of favor, she looks okay, the little eunuch beside him is singing for him.Let's say that she is doing well, after all, today is different from the past, everyone said that Su Guifei, who was so majestic in the past and was the only one to be favored by others, has finally lost her luster and love.

Ye Sheng shook his head when Rong Qian told him that the good things in the palace are still close to Chuxiu Palace.

It's not that he never asked Rong Qian about the messy affair between Concubine Su Gui and the Emperor.

Rong Qian did tell him, but didn't let him care. "Let them mess around, what do you care about as a child?"

Ye Shengxin said that even if he wanted to control him, he couldn't control him.Ten years of history left over.The trouble should end it.

Now Concubine Su Gui was grounded, but Ye Sheng interceded for her.

He didn't believe that Su Guifei would harm Rong Qian.Where is Concubine Su the kind of person who is blinded by profit?

It is said that love will confuse people's eyes, and sex will disturb people's hearts.

The emperor kept her by his side for so many years, but he didn't see through this woman.

If you hold it too firmly, you will lose your sense of security.The more restless you are, the more you want to hold on.

In the end, there is no friendship, and it makes people feel distressed.

Ye Sheng sometimes wondered if it was because he lost the desire to covet Rong Qian in this life that Rong Qian treated him sincerely.

It's been a long time, but Rong Qian is so comfortable and happy to play with him all day long, making people think it's fake.

It is also a time of trouble.Sometimes Rong Qian would listen to his fool rubbing his head hard.Gritting his teeth. "I wish you coveted me. Why do you grow so slowly?"

Ye Sheng was so cowardly that he ran away blindfolded.When he couldn't run away, he would pretend to be stupid and pretend to be stupefied. Every time he gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Sheng knew that Rong Qian was afraid that he would run away.

How could he run?He wished to be by his side every day, and share weal and woe with him.Accompany him to watch the falling flowers and sing to enjoy the haze.

He likes Rong Qian.

But he couldn't tell Rong Qian.

He was afraid that Rong Qian just wanted to be with him.

In the previous life, he insisted on marrying the eldest princess, but finally bid farewell to him.

In this life, he doesn't even want to be troubled by him.If he didn't mention it, they would live in such a muddleheaded way.

Sometimes thinking about it is also sad.

The prince is back again, and this life is more prosperous than the last one.

Concubine Su fell out of favor and Rong Qian lost power.Isn't he just waiting to be enthroned?

When he ascended the throne, he also knew that he had no good fruit to eat.

Well, but this is also impossible.

Sometimes Ye Sheng thinks optimistically, if that moment really comes, he will run away with Rong Qian, far away.The world is so big, and life is so long, there is no place that can accommodate them.

He stayed until the day Rong Qian let him go.

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In November, it finally snowed heavily in the capital, and Ye Kunchen ran to the plum forest alone.

A few days ago, I met Rong Qian and Ye Sheng enjoying plum blossoms in the plum garden.It's still early, and although the plum blossoms haven't bloomed yet, there are only some flower buds, ready to bloom against the severe cold.

Ye Sheng climbed on the tree and plucked the flower bud and stuffed it into Rong Qian's skirt to play with.

Seeing him coming, the two of them were not afraid.

"It has been carefully repaired here, so where is the rustic fun of viewing flowers? If the emperor is elegant, he might as well go to the Meilin next to the Jiaotai Hall." Rong Qian smiled and said to Ye Kunchen neither humble nor overbearing in a wheelchair.

Ye Kunchen felt that he still had to go and have a look.

Snowflakes fluttered aimlessly.He seemed to smell the drunk and refreshing plum fragrance in the air.

Ye Kunchen took a deep breath, and the coolness melted into his limbs with the fragrance of plum blossoms.As soon as he turned his head, he saw a palace man standing beside the tree.

The palace maid should be very well-born, Ye Kunchen thought she was pretty when he saw her standing there gracefully.

"What are you doing?" Ye Kunchen suddenly asked.Xu Shi's voice was too loud, which startled him.

"Ah... Your Majesty." The maid shuddered, raised her head hastily, recognized the person coming, and quickly knelt down in a panic.

But Ye Kunchen lost his mind in that daze.

"Back to the emperor, the servant girl is picking the snow on the plum tree to make wine." The maid's Lingling voice sounded, and Ye Kunchen finally realized it.

There was indeed a celadon jar at her feet.

"Why use the snow on the plum trees here?" Ye Kunchen turned his head and turned his face away, not looking at her.

"The plum blossoms here bloom early, and they suffered the most severe cold, so the fragrance of the plums is even stronger." The palace lady opposite smiled, and her eyes were like spring water.In the end, Ye Kunchen couldn't take his eyes off it.

"You know how to make wine?" Ye Kunchen closed his eyes, as if he wanted to smell the colder plum fragrance. "But what else?"

"Back to the emperor, the servants are best at warming wine." The maid lowered her head, a little shy, mixed with a trace of suppressed joy.

Another silly girl who looks forward to Jun's grace every day.

The snow gradually fell heavily.Ye Kunchen couldn't see the face of the person opposite him very clearly, but only hearing the clear voice made him feel that it was an illusion.

But he knew it wasn't.Ye Kunchen thought of someone.He hadn't seen her for a long time.Just because it hurts to look at it.

He was torturing himself and torturing her.He hated her for being cold-hearted for so many years, but plotting evil by his side.I hate him for being like myself, with a deep scheming heart.

But he knew, didn't he teach her scheming and city mansion by himself?

As long as he thinks of this, his hatred, annoyance, and pain.All turned into deep bitterness and regret.

Heavy snow scattered and danced.Ye Kunchen clenched his fist, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face.

"So, go to the Nuan Pavilion next door and warm a pot for me." Ye Kunchen sneered.Opening his eyes, he glanced sideways at the kneeling maid, then turned and left.

"Your servant obeys." The maid knelt for a long time.It has calmed down now.That cold and timid voice echoed in Ye Kunchen's ears.

The Nuan Pavilion of Jiaotai Hall is not far from here, just a few steps away.

Perhaps it was too cold outside, but when Ye Kunchen first entered, he felt that there was a ray of sunshine-like fragrance in the warm pavilion, which made people want to sleep.Ye Kunchen leaned lazily on the bed, closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about.

The maid followed him in.Instead, he wisely ordered the stove that the palace man had just brought, and made a gesture to warm the wine.

"It's cold." After the pot of wine was warmed up, Ye Kunchen took the glass from Yushou and took a sip.

That hand is really beautiful.Fair and clean, maybe just touched the snow, the palm of the hand is pink, very beautiful.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment, I will heat another pot." The voice was still calm.There is no embarrassment and fear after the wine is not hot.

The maid even raised her head and smiled at him.After taking the second jug of wine, I started calmly.Holding the porcelain bowl with plain hands, this elegant movement made Ye Zhenkun feel a bit of peace.

"It's hot." Ye Kunchen took another sip.

The maid didn't say much, and started to warm the third pot.The silver frost charcoal in the red clay stove was burning, and he held the thin porcelain wine pot with azure glaze with both hands, watching calmly and steadily with his blue eyes.

"Green Ant's new fermented wine, small red clay stove. Your Majesty, please." The maid held the wine glass and handed it over.

"So, very good." Ye Kunchen took it and finally drank it down.Lying sideways on the collapsed bed is indescribably comfortable.

"Raise your head." After drinking, Ye Kunchen suddenly said, looking at her with cold eyes.

"Yes." The person opposite raised his head.The eyes are neither humble nor overbearing.The face is like peach blossoms, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and a pair of big watery eyes are like a pool of spring water, beautiful and agile.

"Not from the north." Ye Kunchen took another sip of wine.The wine is lukewarm, with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the mouth.If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.

"Slaves from the south."

"North can't raise such vivid eyes, such a delicate beauty." Ye Kunchen said casually while lying on his back.

The kneeling beauty shuddered.

"Xiao Liuzi, keep her and let her warm the wine for me..." Ye Kunchen closed his eyes and looked at the woman below, as if she was surrounded by water vapor, smudged with an intoxicating breath.

His body is hot, so the wine he drinks in winter is cooler than ordinary people, otherwise he will be dry.But not too cold.This girl warmed the wine very delicately.

"What's the girl's name?" Little Eunuch Liu, who had been waiting by the side, smiled.

"Slave, Jiang Li."

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and the snow as light as a feather was flying all over the sky.Buried this huge capital, so that all the calculations are hidden in the depths, invisible, unknowable.

"It turns out that this year's snow looks like this." A sigh and a word of sadness.

The author has something to say:

Good night.mwah.

If the plot hurts you, don't worry, don't be impatient.

Sad days always pass,

The time to face will come.

If the ending made you cry.

Emmm, just cry. 233333333

(The last sentence, no, two sentences, I was probably joking. Rhyme. Good night. Meh.) I slipped away forcibly adding drama.