Standing up to the west wind and geese not returning

In the early morning when it rained at night, it would be cooler. Yan Ci shrank under the quilt, but someone suddenly pinched his shoulders. Yan Ci was taken aback, only to see Du Zijin looking at him with a smile on his face.The ambergris was exuded by the warmth of the two people's bodies, and it became more and more cool and delicate at this moment.

Yan Ci thought about it carefully, all kinds of things came to his mind one by one last night, his face couldn't help turning red into a ripe persimmon, Yan Ci stammered, "His... Your Highness..."

Du Zijin smiled, resigned Yan, and said, "It's not early. Ah Ci can rest for a while."

Yan Ci lay on Du Zijin's shoulder, too shy to look up.It took a long time before he said, "Your Highness, it's time to get up."

Du Zijin just closed his eyes and smiled, "There is no time to get up. If Ah Ci feels tired, you can stop today, and we will go on our way tomorrow."

Yan Ci was in a hurry for a while. He had never slept in when the sky was already bright. Originally, he had to study hard. Later, after he was named on the gold list, he had to go to court. He was very unaccustomed to resting on the bed after dawn. In general, he couldn't help worrying, "How can Your Highness think like this? I am the emperor's life, so how can I delay on the way? If Your Majesty finds out, I will definitely blame him."

Du Zijin kept smiling with his eyes closed, and said, "Ah Ci has read a lot of poetry and books, but have you ever heard a sentence?"

Yan Ci didn't know what Du Zijin was going to say, so he shook his head and said, "What?"

Du Zijin finally opened his eyes, looked at Yan Ci with a smile, and said, "The spring night is bitter and the day is high. From then on, the king will not go to court early."

A Ci is well-read poetry and books. This sentence originally describes the situation where the king and concubine are addicted to the joys of men and women, so they linger on the bed and are unwilling to go to court to handle government affairs.Du Zijin actually said such a thing.

When Yan Ci thought of this, two clouds flew over his face, and he stammered, "Your Highness, what you said is really inappropriate. Yan and His Highness are really crowded together because there are no extra rooms in the inn. Yes. How can it be, how can it be described in such a poem. It really hurts His Highness's face."

Du Zijin looked at Yan Ci's neckline half-opened, with a bright red mole on his heart, long hair scattered over his shoulders, a beautiful face with red clouds like fire, and two stars hanging in his lacquered eyes, Du Zijin He could only see his heart fluttering, but he was afraid of scaring Yan Ci, so he didn't dare to speak abruptly.

"It's the king who used the wrong words. If Ah Ci still wants to sleep, you go to sleep and I get up." Du Zijin made a gesture to get up.

Yan Ci was afraid that Du Zijin would still be sleepy, and in a moment of urgency, he reached out to pull Du Zijin who had put his feet down on the bed.

"Your Highness, at the same time Yan Ci was speaking, he also rushed forward, trying to grab Du Zijin. During the action, he accidentally pressed the corner of his clothes, and because of too much force, he fell onto the quilt.

Du Zijin heard the sound and looked back, only to see Yan Ci's snow-white shoulders reflecting the water-red cloud quilt on the bed, resembling a scene of white snow and red plums.

It's just that the scar on the shoulder made Du Zijin gasp. In Lin'an Street during the Lantern Festival, Yan Ci blocked that arrow for him. Thinking about it now, it's really scary.

Du Zijin reached out to touch the scar. Yan Ci was touched by Du Zijin, he only trembled slightly, buried his face in the quilt and did not speak.

"Is Ah Ci still hurting?" Du Zijin asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. In rainy weather, the scar will itch a little bit." Yan Ci buried his face in the quilt and said softly.

Du Zijin sat back on the bed, fingering the scar complicatedly.a long time.

Gently lowering his head, it was water blown by the spring breeze, comforting the painful skin bit by bit.

Yan Ci didn't want Du Zijin to make such a move, but felt that the wound became hot and unbearable.

Having been pinched by Du Zijin's wrist again, he felt a mess in his heart but didn't know what to do.The body is slightly moved, and there is a sound like a sigh in the mouth;

Yan Ci didn't know it himself, Du Zijin heard the voice, only felt rising, Du Zijin raised his head from Yan Ci's shoulder, and put Yan Ci's head on his arm.I saw Yan Ci's beautiful eyes, perhaps because of nervousness, Yan Ci's eyes;

Du Zijin felt the changes in his body, and couldn't help making a gentle sound. Yan Ci only felt his mind go blank and couldn't return to his senses. He just looked at Du Zijin's face and felt dizzy for a while.

Du Zijin lowered his head and smiled, and said, "A Ci doesn't say anything. I'll take it as A Ci and agree."

Yan Ci only felt that this feeling of pain and happiness seemed to never end, and that person never meant anything.The eyelids seemed to be heavy every moment, and Yan Ci slowly closed his eyes without knowing when.

In the dream, the White Crane Valley was flying.Warm and sweet.

When Yan Ci woke up again, Du Zijin was no longer by his side. Yan Ci looked at the sky outside the window, and it turned out that the sky was full of red clouds in the evening.

Can't help but regret secretly in his heart, Yan Ci felt thirsty and wanted to get up to drink water, but when he got up to get out of bed, his body swayed.Yan Ci felt that the pain brought tears to his eyes.Just as Yan Ci wanted to get up again, he was suddenly killed by someone;

Du Zijin slowly fed a cup of tea into Yan Ci's mouth.Then he put the teacup on the small table beside the bed.Du Zijin lowered his head and asked, "How does Ah Ci feel? Do you feel unwell?"

Yan Ci blushed so much that he could bleed, so he had no choice but to cover up, "No...it's okay..."

Du Zijin's eyes lit up, and he bullied him again, saying, "A Ci said it himself. Don't regret it."

Yan Ci was so frightened that he hurriedly pushed Du Zijin away, saying, "Your Highness, don't. Your Highness, how can you delay like this, and delay for another day, what should I do."

Du Zijin smiled and said, "I've already explained it. I just said that it rained heavily last night. Mr. Yan suffered from the wind and cold. He took a short rest and set out on the road tomorrow."

When Yan Ci heard it, he thought it was acceptable, but he looked at it for a while but didn't know what to do.His clothes were taken away by him early last night.

There were blue and white bruises all over his body, but the man was still smiling, Yan Ci couldn't help being wronged in his heart, and said, after finishing speaking, his face turned red again.

Du Zijin looked at the marks all over Yan Ci's snow-white skin by himself, and couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly, why he couldn't control it, and couldn't help laughing, "I'm too selfish. I made Ah Ci feel wronged."

Yan Ci knew in his heart that Du Zijin gave himself [-]% of his sincerity, so he blushed and said, "Yan Ci didn't feel wronged."

Du Zijin stretched out his hand to slowly rub the bruise on Yan Ci's wrist, and said...'"It's all my fault, I made Ah Ci work hard. Just wait for me here."

Yan Ci was tired, so he just nodded obediently when he heard the words. Du Zijin put Yan Ci on the bed, then turned around and went out. Not long after, he saw Du Zijin holding a washbasin in one hand and a tray in the other. A bowl of porridge and a few side dishes.

Yan Ci wanted to get up, but Du Zijin pushed him down.Said, "A Ci doesn't have to get up."

Du Zijin carefully wiped Yan Ci's face, and then sat on the bedside, holding Yan Ci in his arms, feeding the porridge mouthful by mouthful.

Yan Ci just drank the porridge in silence, his face still flushed.

When Yan Ci gained some strength, Du Zijin brought a bathtub and let Yan Ci take a hot bath.

When Yan Ci was dressed in single clothes and wanted to stand at the window to watch the flying clouds and clouds, he realized that it was getting late again and he could only stare at the sky full of stars in a daze.

After Du Zijin packed everything, he opened the door and came in, and saw Yan Ci standing in front of the window.

Du Zijin stepped forward, surrounded Yan Ci from behind, and then said, "A Ci, be careful, don't be blown by the wind."

Yan Ci turned around and looked back at Du Zijin and said, "Your Highness, you must leave early tomorrow morning. Your Highness can't delay any longer."

Du Zijin nodded and said, "Then we should go to bed early tonight, otherwise Ah Ci might not be able to get up tomorrow."

Before Yan Ci could react, he was caught by Du Zijin again. Du Zijin seemed very happy tonight, it seemed to make him feel happy, and Yan Ci felt much better than last night.After tossing around in the middle of the night, the two of them slowly fell asleep.

At dawn on the second day, after washing up, Yan Ci found a silk handkerchief and wrapped it gently around his neck before leaving the room, which made Du Zijin laugh for a while.

When I returned to the capital, it was already evening two days later, the moon was high in the sky, and the courtiers were not allowed to go to the palace to face the saint at night.Although Yan Ci was tired, he went straight to the study.

Uncle Zhong smiled and brought in some small dishes, and said, "Master, it took a long time to go. I saw that I lost a lot of weight. Hurry up and add some food, don't starve to death. "

Yan Ci was not at the mansion for many days, but he felt that he missed Zhongbo's craftsmanship quite a lot. After washing up for a while, he hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls in the study.I just feel that it is better to be in my own house.He praised Zhongbo severely.

After Yan Ci used some things, he began to spread the paper and grind it. Uncle Zhong thought that he probably had something important to tidy up, so he added another candlestick to brighten the study.Turn around and leave by yourself.

In Yan Ci's heart, he was quite concerned about the sufferings of the people in Yunzhou. What he saw and felt along the way, he couldn't help writing a poem. When he wrote several pieces of paper in one go, he suddenly remembered that there was also Yunni who followed him back to Beijing. Girl, I haven't seen her in the past two days.

A group of people were arrested to ask questions, but they only said that Yun Ni had left by himself.Although Yan Ci was puzzled, but thinking that everyone had their own destiny, he stopped thinking about it.

After Yan Ci drew up the memorial to be submitted, he fell back to rest and traveled a long distance. Yan Ci felt extremely tired.In the middle of the night, he actually started to cough faintly.

Early the next morning, Yan Ci went to court as usual.In front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, he presented the memorial written last night.I just hope to be able to listen to the sky.Fight for some good days for the people of Yunzhou.