autumn clouds

At dusk on the western mountain, everyone left Ximengqing Palace. The thick setting sun colored the sky, and under the fading light, the palace was so gorgeous and magnificent. No wonder some officials said that it was "tall like a ghost's work, and its four corners obstruct the day."

After sending off many officials, Huang Guan turned and went back, but saw Zui Meng was leaning against the window and looking at him leisurely.

"Why hasn't the prime minister gone back yet?" If Zuimeng didn't make him feel better, he didn't need to give him a good face, after all, feelings can't be his business alone.

Huang Guan's tone was cold when he opened his mouth, which made Zui Meng a little uncomfortable. Before, no matter how he treated him, he was always respectful. Now that his position has been promoted, his tone should be suppressed?

"Heh, how can you say that the prince can be regarded as my Jinlan's best friend, I am so happy for the prince... His Majesty really values ​​you."

Zui Meng said and walked towards Huangguan.

"..." Huang Guan stepped back and stepped aside, "I won't see you off when the prime minister goes back, just walk slowly."

"Did I say I wanted to leave?" The former little follower would actually drive him away now, and Zui Meng felt a little more uncomfortable.

Here, Yun Qiuyu settled the drunk Shi Shuyan, and secretly wanted to visit the palace. On the way, he happened to meet Yun Qiuzhe who was going back, so he dragged them along, but when he walked to the door, he saw that the atmosphere was not suitable The two went in, and His Majesty the noble emperor pulled King Jin to listen to the corner.

Huang Guan laughed, "If the prime minister doesn't go back, why don't you live here?"

"Okay, it happens that my house is desolate, and there is no one in your house to keep company."

As Zui Meng said this, the corners of Huang Guan's mouth froze, this person is getting more and more ruthless, no matter what, he will lose his face.

Huang Guan stopped talking, and Zui Meng continued to talk to herself, "Oh, in the prince's mansion, there are no bedding in the other rooms except for the one I want to live in, so... I can only be wronged and sleep with you, the prince." gone."

"..."

"Well, if the prince doesn't say anything, then he agrees. Hey, don't be nervous, the prince has done it before."

"..." Is this the same? Before...

Yun Qiuzhe outside the mansion looked surprised, "Brother Huang, what is the prime minister doing? He doesn't know..."

"I don't know." Yun Qiuzhe continued before Yun Qiuyu finished speaking.

"what?"

"He never plays cards according to common sense, who knows what he's thinking all day long." Yun Qiuyu turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey? Why go?" Yun Qiuzhe still hasn't figured out what's going on.

"Going back, the next thing is not in our control, everything depends on the barrenness."

"Is the prime minister making fun of Huangguan..."

……

Huang Guan looked at Zui Meng who was already lying down, hesitating.

"Then... I'll go to bed and rest."

"Why? It's autumn, cool."

"fine."

Zui Meng propped her chin up and looked at Huangguan, "Then it would be nice for me to go back, do you...do you like the emperor? I've been away for so long..."

"Why? You ask this too?"

"I just care about my friends, and being with you is like being with a tiger."

"...Okay, friend? Then let me tell you, I can't live without you. There are so many things we have done in such a long time! Hmph..." Huang Guan climbed onto the bed, stepped over the drunk dream, and muttered, "Sleep Sleep, who do you think you are..."

Zui Meng rubbed her fingers, hesitated to say something, "Then... that, that, then you... are you... asleep?"

"Sleep, don't talk..." Huang Guan pulled the quilt.

Zuimeng glanced at the huddled Huangguan, are you asleep? That face must be beautiful when it cries... Then, what is he in that case?

In the darkness, the cold light in his eyes is overwhelming...

(Yun Qiuyu Shuyan while hugging: It's autumn, I always feel chilly behind.)