Nagato Fu

Shan stood by the window, quietly looking at the impenetrable night.

The heavy rain stopped at some point.

All that remains is the unique silence after the rain, the sound of insects, birds, and the sound of frogs coming from the small river in the village.

It turned out that before I knew it, it was summer.

Er Yuehong opened the door and came in, and saw his pensive look.

"What's wrong?" He couldn't help but make a sound.

His thoughts were interrupted, Zhang Qishan turned his head to look at him with an indelible warmth in his eyes.

"It's nothing."

Er Yuehong looked into his deep eyes, and said suddenly: "Actually, you already knew there would be assassins, right?"

Zhang Qishan looked calm, and said calmly: "Yes. How did you see it?"

"At that time, you sat there and talked to me, seemingly casually, but your hand was always on the scabbard at your waist. You must have been on guard."

Zhang Qishan bent his lips and replied approvingly: "Although you don't know martial arts, you are very keen. It's a pity not to learn martial arts."

As he spoke, he turned around, and paused when his eyes glanced at Er Yuehong's body.

"Where's your second ring?"

His right wrist is empty.

Found out so quickly.Er Yuehong smiled frankly.

"Give it to the old man, let her treat her grandson."

Zhang Qishan paused, nodded slowly, and returned to the bed without saying a word.

The two were back to back again.

After a long time, until Er Yuehong thought that the man had fallen asleep, she heard a soft sigh.

"I'm not a good emperor."

Er Yue's heart tightened, and she almost immediately retorted: "No!"

Zhang Qishan spoke in a low voice, his voice was imperceptibly lonely: "I always thought that if the world is peaceful, I should be satisfied. But in my territory, there are still so many people who are so poor."

"No." For some reason, Er Yuehong's eyes were moist.He turned around and looked directly at the handsome young man who turned over to face him at some point, speaking softly but firmly, word by word. "No one can make everyone happy. Zhang Qishan, it's not your fault."

He reached out and held his hand silently, passing warmth over it, like a kind of comfort.

Zhang Qishan looked down at him, his obsidian eyes were bottomless.Eyebrows trembled slightly, as if a little moved, he closed his eyes, and silently held him back.

"Thank you."

Three days later, the two bid farewell to the old woman and joined everyone in the woods.

Zhang Qishan called a Habayashi guard beside him, and gave him some instructions in a low voice.Habayashi nodded and left.

Not long after, the second ring returned to his hand.

"It's a pair that makes a triple ring, don't let it stand alone." Zhang Qishan put the green jade bracelet on him with his own hands.

Seeing Er Yuehong looking up at him, Zhang Qishan smiled faintly and said, "I asked someone to exchange it with a hundred taels of gold, and I gave some silver taels and medicinal materials to the people in that village by the way."

He exhaled lightly and smiled slightly, with the brilliance and arrogance of the past in his eyes.

"Although I can't make everyone happy, at least I can do more."

He took a deep look at Er Yuehong, turned his head away, took the rein and threw down the whip.

"drive--"

The leading steed galloped forward, and everyone waved their whips to catch up.

Er Yuehong bent her delicate eyebrows, smiled slightly, and put down a thin layer of silk curtain on the carriage to block her sight.

No.16 is finished.

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☆. Mistakenly revealing the identity of the man, Luzhou City will win or lose

No.17 mistakenly exposed the identity of the man, Luzhou city will win or lose

After driving for a few days, not to mention people, even horses can't bear it.

Passing through Luzhou, everyone rested their horses and rested here for a few days.

Coincidentally, a family surnamed Zhang here moved to Yangzhou not long ago, and this house was vacant.After all, he was not used to living in an inn, so Qi Yun came forward to temporarily rent this empty house, and everyone was able to live in Luzhou City for half a month.

The night I lived in Zhang's house coincided with Luzhou's unique Lantern Festival, and it was very lively.Xie Jiu pestered Qi Yun and Zhang Qishan to watch the lantern festival.Originally, he also wanted to ask his "sister-in-law" to go with him, but unfortunately Er Yuehong was not in good spirits that day and wanted to rest earlier.Had to give up.

For a while, only Er Yuehong, her attendant maid Qing Yun and Habayashi Wei were left in the empty Zhang Mansion.

But here, the Lantern Festival doesn't look very smooth.

The goods sold on the streets and alleys are very complete.There are rolled lanterns, playful toys, elegant calligraphy and paintings, and folding fans... It wasn't until Xie Jiu took a fancy to a folding fan with a painting of the south of the river that the three of them looked at each other in dismay.

——It is the master who is usually followed by his attendants to pay the silver. No one has the habit of carrying some broken silver with him.

Now, Jie Jiu was sent back to Zhang Zhai to get some silver taels.

Nodding with the guard guarding the gate, he walked into Zhang's house. Xie Jiu remembered that he had exchanged some broken silver taels before, and put them in the wing room where he lived.So he hurried to the wing room.

The connected rooms were all pitch-dark, except for a candle that was brightly lit.

Under the candlelight, two standing figures, one tall and one short, are reflected on the carved doors and windows.

"Servant, let someone fetch some hot water, master should rest earlier."

This is Qingyun's voice.This servant girl is considerate and considerate, and Xie Jiu has a good impression of him.

His room was right next door, Xie Jiu didn't think much about it, he passed by and walked towards his own wing.

"Well, let's go."

Xie Jiu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

This voice...although it was so gentle that it felt inexplicably familiar, it was so deep that it was clearly a man's voice!

Why is there a man in Mrs. Sister-in-law's room at this moment?

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and Qingyun came out.

Xie Jiu subconsciously dodged and hid behind the shadows. Seeing Qingyun leave quickly, he frowned slightly with a strange look on his face.

He didn't want to suspect anyone, but... no threats were allowed either!

Thinking this way, he walked silently to the front of the room and knocked lightly on the door.

"So fast?" It was still the man's warm and deep voice. "Come in."

Xie Jiu pushed the door open and entered, meeting the man's gaze.

Both of them froze.

Er Yuehong was stunned at first, and immediately realized that Xie Jiu had heard his original voice just now, and she didn't know how to cover it up.

Xie Jiu was also stunned, he didn't expect Er Yuehong to be the only one in the room, could it be...

His eyes sank, and the sword was quickly unsheathed, and it was resting against Er Yuehong's neck.

"who are you?"

Er Yuehong froze, with the sword pressed against her neck, her body stiffened a bit.He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he took a deep breath and sighed: "My lord, for the sake of the Tang family's lives, please don't reveal this matter. Er Yuehong's death is not a pity, but The Tang family is innocent."

"Your name is Er Yuehong?" Xie Jiu's sword moved, then stopped at his neck again, frowning. "The Tang family, is Zuo Cheng Tang's family? What is your relationship with the Tang family?"

"'Er Yuehong' is my stage name for more than ten years. My real name is Tang Rong." Er Yuehong looked at him quietly.

After Xie Jiulue thought about it, he understood.

"So, you are Tang Rong, the second son of the Tang family, and Concubine Xi Tang Ling is your elder sister. No wonder you look exactly like Concubine Xi..." He pondered, raised his eyes and said sharply. "Then why are you here? Where is Concubine Xi?"

Er Yuehong smiled wryly, her bright eyes met his dark eyes without fear.

"Your lord still doesn't understand? From the very beginning, Concubine Xi was not my sister Tang Ling, but me, Er Yuehong."

Xie Jiu's eyes widened in astonishment, he was speechless, and almost lost all strength in his hands.

The sword fell to the ground with a bang, which was especially loud in the silent night.

"What's the matter, you've been absent-minded since the day of the Lantern Festival. What happened?" Qi Yun patted Xie Jiu on the shoulder.

Jie Jiu came back to his senses suddenly, smiled as if to cover up, and knocked off his hand on his shoulder.

"It's nothing, you think too much."

He got up and left, leaving Qi Yun standing alone in the empty courtyard.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yun said to himself suspiciously. "Do you want to figure out what happened..."

Xie Jiu didn't go back to his room, but came to the door of Zhang Qishan's room and knocked on the door.After hearing Zhang Qishan's answer, he walked in.

Zhang Qishan raised his head, saw that it was him, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Ninth Brother."

He didn't ask what's the matter, probably because he had expected his coming.

Xie Jiu glanced at the room, but there was no one else.

"He's not in now?"

He didn't mention the name, but Zhang Qishan knew very well who he was talking about.

"Well, I went out with Qingyun." Zhang Qishan replied nonchalantly.

Xie Jiu didn't hide anything anymore, and said straight to the point: "Seventh brother, he must have told you, I already know. Tang Ling died a long time ago, and the 'Concubine Xi' you welcomed into the palace is a young man at all. !"

"You're right." Zhang Qishan replied calmly, meeting his eyes. "Ninth brother, you are still young, so it's no wonder that you don't understand some things..."

"Brother Seven!" Jie Jiu gritted his teeth and interrupted him with sharp eyes. "What you said can fool others, but it can't hide it from me! This is not the only way to restrain the Huo family's power. Letting him enter the palace is dangerous and easy to attract criticism. What's more, it is not the Huo family that needs to be restrained now but Tang... "

"Enough!" Zhang Qishan interrupted him in a deep voice, and stood up. "Ninth Brother, what exactly do you want to say?"

Xie Jiu took a deep breath and stared straight at him.

"Letting him enter the palace is not for those high-sounding reasons at all, it's just your selfishness!"

"You're right, it's my selfishness." Zhang Qishan said frankly. "It's also my selfishness not to let him go now."

Xie Jiu was so startled by his last sentence that he opened his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Seventh brother, you, you can't be... Could it be..."

"I'm in love with him, so I don't want to let him go. It's as simple as that."

Xie Jiu was almost stunned.

For so many years, he never knew that the elder brother he respected the most was actually Duanxiu.

"Well, what about him? Does he like you?"

Zhang Qishan was stopped by his question and hesitated for a while, unable to answer.

Xie Jiu understood, and didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or sigh.

"Brother Seven, have you ever thought about whether he is willing to trap him like this? You should let him go free."

"Let him go free..." Zhang Qishan smiled bitterly silently. "I know. But I can't do it, I can't let it go."

"Compete with me. As long as I win, you will set him free; if I lose, I will never mention this matter again. If his identity is exposed in the future, I will help you resolve the courtier's criticism." Xie Jiu raised his chin, with a resolute look in his eyes. "Seventh brother, do you dare?"

"There are only two people who dare to talk to me like that. One is you, the other is him." Zhang Qishan chuckled lightly, suddenly realized for a moment, only for a moment, and returned to his senses the next moment. "I promise."

"Since I mentioned it, it's up to you to choose what to compare."

"Okay," Zhang Qishan said lightly. "Let's play a game of chess."

Startled, Xie Jiu thought for a moment that he had heard wrong.

He gave him the right to choose. Instead of choosing martial arts with advantages, he chose...

"Only in chess, I have never lost in Xie Jiu. Are you serious?"

Zhang Qishan looked down at him and smiled slightly: "You are not joking. What, are you afraid?"

Xie Jiu took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and said arrogantly: "Okay, Brother Seven, no, Brother Huang, just play a game of chess. Even for him, I will definitely win."

He called people over and set up the chessboard on the stone table in the courtyard.

Zhang Qishan glanced at him and smiled slightly, his brows and eyes were bright.

"I won't lose."

No.17 is finished.

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☆, to be free and to show your true feelings, to be alone and hand in hand

No.18 Back to freedom and first show of true love, one person has to join hands

Receiving the victory is like a cloud, and resisting the enemy is like a mountain.In danger, the Han Dynasty is in danger, and the strange soldiers turn their backs.

The potential should not be overwhelmed, Guanhe is always outside and inside.Spring is long in Nanxuan, and the national hand is happy.

Mount Tai does not obstruct the eyes, and thunder does not pass through the ears.A son is worth a thousand gold, and a journey is worth a thousand miles.

Rumor has it that the nine princes of the former emperor defeated the "Chess Master" at the age of 12 and became famous in the capital. Compete.

Now, he.In a courtyard in Luzhou City, for one person's freedom, a game of chess.

One side is full of stars, black and white are clear.Dragons and snakes fight, and swan geese break through.

There were very few times when Xie Jiu really played against Zhang Qishan.Therefore, even his elder brother since he was a child, he still can't figure out the extent of his true strength and how much he has concealed.

The reason why his chess is brilliant is that it is inspiring and irresistible.He is good at setting up games, but being able to solve his games to such an extent shows that Zhang Qishan's chess skills are also unfathomable.

But instead he was inspired to fight.At the same time, I also have confidence in myself.

Only chess, no one can beat him.

When the chess game was reaching a stalemate, there was a girl's soft laughter coming from far and near.

"Master likes this?"

"It's not like I like it, but it's just playing around when I have nothing to do." Er Yuehong replied calmly with a faint smile. "Liubo chess is a gamble after all, it's nothing more than a game, you can't be obsessed."

The two walked into the courtyard talking and laughing, and were taken aback when they saw the two at the stone table.

Qing Yunfu saluted and said, "Seventh Young Master, Ninth Young Master."

Er Yuehong glanced past Zhang Qishan and looked at Xie Jiu, with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes, she just nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Jie Jiu stood up to call him, and said to Qingyun again. "You go down first."

Qingyun looked at Er Yuehong hesitantly, and seeing Er Yuehong also nodded, then bent down and saluted, and left the courtyard.

"Master Ninth, what's the matter?"

There was no fourth person in the courtyard, so Er Yuehong spoke in her own voice.

Xie Jiu looked at him, and raised his voice: "Brother Seven and I are betting on winning or losing this game of chess. If I win, you will be free from now on, and you don't have to live under the name of a woman anymore."

Er Yuehong looked at him in surprise, and then at Zhang Qishan.

"you……"

"If the ninth brother wins, I can announce the news of Concubine Duan's death. As for the power of the Huo family, you don't have to worry about it." Zhang Qishan said calmly, shifting his gaze intentionally or unintentionally. "I know, you have long wanted to leave the palace, haven't you?"

Er Yuehong opened her mouth, unable to deny it.I had no choice but to remain silent.

Seeing this, Zhang Qishan immediately understood, smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, and sat down.

"Ninth brother, continue."

Xie Jiu raised his eyebrows and smiled at Er Yuehong, and said loudly: "If you can't choose, just leave it to the fate. Look at God, whether he wants to restrain you or give you freedom."

As expected of brothers who are connected by flesh and blood, even this eyebrow raising movement is extremely similar.

Er Yuehong thought quietly, and couldn't help casting her eyes on the man in purple robe on the other side.

I don't know if he sensed his gaze, Zhang Qishan turned his head and met his dark eyes, his gaze slightly retracted.

"Brother Seven, Brother Seven?" Seeing him in a daze, Xie Jiu called out to him.

"En." Zhang Qishan came back to his senses, fixed his eyes on the black and white chessboard, paused imperceptibly for a moment with the hand holding the white piece, and then slowly fell.

Bai Zi landed in one place.

Xie Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked up at him, and smiled proudly.

"I won."

He brought down sunspots and slaughtered all white dragons.

Victory is decided.

Zhang Qishan watched the chess game quietly for a moment, but he let out a breath slowly, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"As soon as a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase."

He stood up and turned his head to look at Er Yuehong.

"Er Yuehong, from now on, you are free."

You don't need to force yourself to stay alone in the palace, you don't need to force your thoughts to leave your parents, you don't need to... force to stay by my side.

He looked at him fixedly, with that smile still on his lips, and his eyes were gentle.At this moment, it seemed that it was the emperor who was calm in everything and had a chance to win, maintaining his noble dignity.

It's just that he couldn't hide his bewildered gaze, as if he was planning to take one last look, to remember and keep the face in front of him that he never tired of seeing in his heart.

Er Yuehong took a deep breath, avoided Zhang Qishan's deep gaze, looked up at Jie Jiu, and smiled.

"Thank you, my lord, Er Yuehong is very grateful."

Xie Jiu looked at him with burning eyes, and opened his mouth to speak, but when he caught sight of Zhang Qishan's expression, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

He just sighed.

Her gaze shifted to the chessboard where they were playing chess, Er Yuehong walked over slowly, and stretched out her hand, holding a Liubo chess book that Qing Yun had just had no time to take away.

"When people are hesitating, they hope that heaven will decide for them, but in fact..."

He threw the weapon in his hand, and smiled as he watched it land on the stone table with a soft sound.The moment it fell, the curved side turned downwards, swayed left and right on the table, and then gradually stopped and became quiet.

"It's like throwing, only at the moment of throwing, what exactly do you want it to turn out... In fact, you already know it in your heart. Just like now."

He raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Qishan quietly, there was a faint mist in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were raised.

"At this moment, I realized how much I want to stay by your side."

Xie Jiu froze on the spot, staring at him blankly, then at Zhang Qishan.

He couldn't tell if it was a gasp, or a sigh of relief.

Zhang Qishan was also stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.

"You, you mean..."

"So you are so unconfident in yourself?" Er Yuehong looked at him with a smile, her eyes and lips were full of smiles from the heart.

Zhang Qishan remained silent, slowly raised his hand, and gently stroked his cheek.

Then she took a deep breath and hugged him tightly.

Er Yuehong was hugged tightly in his arms, her head pressed tightly against her chest.Feeling how much strength the other party used, his eyes were a little moist.

He doesn't like men.He just likes Zhang Qishan.

He paused, then slowly hugged him back, and smiled wryly in his heart.

Yes, he could no longer deceive himself.

He likes him.

Not like a man, but only like him.

Now that you are in love, let's stay together.Does it matter if it is someone else's identity?

In the early morning of the next day, Er Yuehong got up early, Qing Yun took care of her, changed her clothes, and prepared to go out.

Qingyun chose a plain white silk shirt for him, a sky blue gauze jacket outside, and a wide-brimmed silver silk-trimmed belt around the waist, which made him look even more pure and delicate.

It was no secret that he was a man in the eyes of the important people, so no one would criticize him for changing into a man's attire.But the members of the Habayashi Guard didn't know about it, they thought it was "Duanfei Empress" doing this to cover up people's eyes and ears for the convenience of travel, but no one asked.

Walking out of the room, he bumped into Zhang Qishan, Qi Yun and others in the courtyard.

Xie Jiu was also there, but when he met his gaze, he silently moved his eyes away, as if he was a bit embarrassed to speak.Probably because he has not accepted the fact that he and Zhang Qishan are in love with each other.

Er Yuehong's heart tightened, and she didn't know how to say hello for a moment.

Zhang Qishan seemed to see his embarrassment, and then Wen Sheng broke the silence.

"Where are you going?" He smiled with his lips curled up, his obsidian eyes bright and dazzling.

Ever since Er Yuehong expressed his heart, he always looked at Er Yuehong with tenderness and a smile in his eyes.

Er Yuehong's face became hot when he saw it, she turned her head away quickly, and coughed lightly to signal him to restrain herself.Then he replied: "I heard that Lingxi Temple in Luzhou is very famous, I want Qingyun to accompany me to worship."

"Lingxi Temple? Could it be the one on Mount Lu?" Qi Yun interjected with a smile.

Zhang Qishan looked at Er Yuehong, seeing him nodding, he smiled and said: "Miss Qingyun is quite tired these days, let her rest. I will accompany you."

Er Yuehong pursed her lips, and before she could speak, she heard Qing Yun's soft smile reply from behind: "Qing Yun thanked Seventh Young Master."

One sentence blocked any excuse for his refusal.

Zhang Qishan glanced at Qingyun approvingly, and then at Er Yuehong.

"Let's go."

He is smiling.

Lingxi Temple is located on the hillside of Lushan Mountain. The surrounding scenery is beautiful. There are dense trees all over the whole green hill, and there is also a colorful peach forest. From a distance, it looks like layers of haze in the sky at dusk.

After this quiet peach forest, there is Lingxi Temple.Lingxi Temple is not small, and there are many pilgrims who come to worship. Although there are many people, it is relatively quiet because of the important place of Buddhism.The pilgrims looked devout and serene, and the temple was surrounded by incense candles and fireworks, and there was a looming distantness in the haze.

"That's why you changed into men's clothing today?" Zhang Qishan looked at him with a smile.

Er Yuehong nodded, lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.

"It's all right to deceive the world, how can you deceive the Buddha?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Qishan with a smile, and said: "I know you don't believe this. Just wait here for me, I'll come as soon as I go."

"Alright." Zhang Qishan pondered and nodded at him.

Er Yuehong walked into the hall alone, and the young monk at the side came forward to meet her.

"Amitabha, is the donor asking for a signature or a petition?"

"I'm here to petition." Er Yuehong smiled slightly, and there was a soft radiance on her delicate face. "I'm going to trouble the little master."

The little monk clasped his hands together and nodded: "Please benefactor."

Er Yuehong followed him to the front of the hall, knelt down in front of a futon, kowtowed three times, folded her hands and closed her eyes.

His expression was extraordinarily solemn and serious, his thin lips opened and closed, and he murmured a few words silently.Slowly opening his eyes, he took the incense from the young monk beside him, stepped forward and put it in the incense burner, and bowed a few more times.Then he withdrew from the front of the hall.

Walking out of the hall, he met Zhang Qishan's gentle gaze.

The bottom of my heart is bright and soft.

The two walked back side by side, passing the quiet peach grove on the way when they came, and the Habayashi guards who were guarding the two followed behind them with interest.

"When I was waiting for you just now, I heard a pilgrim say that prayers and petitions here are very effective." Zhang Qishan deliberately dragged out his voice, with a narrow smile on his lips. "Could it be that you came here to petition?"

Er Yuehong replied vaguely, her cheeks felt a little hot for no reason.

"Oh? What wish?" Zhang Qishan swept across his wandering eyes with a smile.

"It won't work if you say it." Er Yuehong looked away calmly, pretending to look elsewhere calmly.

Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows with great interest, bent down and exhaled slowly behind his ear.

"Could it be... something to do with me?"

Er Yuehong was startled by the heat and humidity in her ears and pushed him quickly: "...You! People will see you!"

"There is no one here." Zhang Qishan gave a low laugh, and as he spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at the several Habayashi guards who were following him, his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

Habayashi Wei and the others immediately lowered their heads, watching their noses, noses, and hearts.

"You...really..." Er Yuehong pursed her lips helplessly.

Zhang Qishan stared at him for a while, smiled slightly, and lowered his head to bite his lips.

Er Yuehong opened her lips subconsciously, allowing him to take and plunder.After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his hand and placed it on his back.

At night, Zhang Qishan couldn't restrain the corners of his lips from rising.It turned out that this love was not his wishful thinking, but a mutual love, and he felt as sweet as honey in his heart.

This layer of window paper was pierced, and the mood of the two of them became much clearer.

It was raining heavily outside the window again, like a splash.When the rain hits the plantains, it must be green, fat, red and thin again afterwards.

The two were lying on the same bed back to back as before.

The huge inner room was silent, only the sound of rain coming from the window and the occasional "cracking" sound from the flames jumping.

Here, Zhang Qishan couldn't sleep.

For so many years, all I want is a person who does not do what he wants and is willing to join hands with him.

But at this moment, this person, right behind him, was sleeping peacefully.

Behind him is the person he misses.Even the soft and long breathing made him feel a different kind of warmth and joy.

However, along with the joy, there is also a lingering dryness.

As a man, he certainly knew what was going on with him.After all, the person I love is right behind me at this moment, only an inch away.

This was not the case before.Ever since he found out that he likes Er Yuehong, he often has this kind of restlessness uncontrollably.But the other party was completely unconscious, sleeping back to back with him was extraordinarily peaceful.

Could it be that because I finally know the other party's intentions, my heart will be more restless?

Zhang Qishan took a deep breath, turned over and sat up, ready to go to the courtyard to calm down.

There was a movement behind her, and a gentle voice sounded: "What's wrong?"

"Can't sleep, go out for a walk." Zhang Qishan turned his head, his eyes were a little surprised. "I thought you were asleep."

Er Yuehong smiled slightly, lifted the quilt and sat up, and said.

"It's raining so loudly that I can't sleep."

His head of blue hair had long been scattered, either hanging casually over his shoulders or around his waist. The collar of his plain white obscene clothes was torn apart a little because of the movement of standing up, revealing his graceful neck and delicate collarbone.

Breathing became heavier unknowingly, Zhang Qishan quickly forced himself to shift his gaze, and landed on the dim yellow wall beside him.

"...Zhang Qishan?"

Zhang Qishan came back to his senses and looked at him.

"what?"

Er Yuehong laughed, her bright eyes slightly bent: "What's the matter, why don't you make a sound?"

Counting his ninth younger brother, the only person in front of him dared to call him by his name.

Zhang Qishan smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing..."

His words stopped abruptly, Er Yuehong's hand rested on his forehead, and a warm and cool touch came from his forehead.

"You're a little weird today, are you sick? Are you all right?"

But not only the coldness, but also the heat, the strange numbness and numbness all hit him at this moment.

Zhang Qishan gasped, grabbed his hand, and breathed heavily unconsciously.

Er Yuehong was taken aback, she shook her hand but was grabbed by him forcefully, she could hardly maintain her smile: "What's wrong with you?"

"I want you." Zhang Qishan stared straight into his eyes, a pair of obsidian eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"I, want you." Seeing that Er Yuehong was stunned, he repeated it again. "Do you want to?"

No.18 is finished.

The author has something to say: When people are indecisive, they will toss a coin to make a choice, but the moment the coin is thrown, they actually have a more biased choice in their minds.This chapter is to express this feeling >///

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☆, the lovesickness in my life is strong, when I went to Wushan Yunyu together

The plot of this chapter can be understood after reading the title of the chapter... I can’t post it, so those who want to see it can go to the post bar to see >_

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☆, and Xie Jiubing settled the suspicion, and returned to the capital to give birth to the prince

No.20 and Xie Jiubing cleared up their previous suspicions, and returned to the capital to give birth to the prince

Since that day, the relationship between the two has become subtle.

If it is said that Zhang Qishan's concern for Er Yuehong was invisible in the past, but now his love for Er Yuehong is undisguised.In Qi Yun's words, it is "as glue as paint".

In Zhang Qishan's view, unrequited love has become wishful thinking, and he is naturally happy.On Er Yuehong's side, although she felt happy because of this sweetness, there was always a stalk in her heart that couldn't get rid of it.

This morning, Er Yuehong got up early.After washing, he walked on the curved corridor of the house, passed the courtyard, and inadvertently saw a person standing in the courtyard, looking up at the plane tree in the courtyard with his back turned to him.

Er Yue Hong was puzzled, and her footsteps also paused.

After a moment of hesitation, the man turned around and met Er Yuehong's eyes.

Both were stunned.

Er Yuehong took the lead in raising a decent smile: "My lord."

There was no one else in the empty courtyard, and he didn't have to worry about whether calling him by his name would cause unnecessary trouble.

Xie Jiu nodded at him and approached.His expression was not as unnatural as the previous few days, but very calm.

"Morning, Mr. Tang."

Er Yuehong was stunned, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes stretched: "It's been a long time since anyone called me that, but the name 'Er Yuehong' has been with me for more than ten years." He laughed at himself. "The prince should call me 'Er Yuehong'."

Xie Jiu smiled and nodded.

"Then don't call me the prince anymore. Since you are the emperor's sweetheart, you should call me the ninth brother just like the emperor."

Er Yuehong was startled again.

Is this acknowledging him?

He bent the corners of his lips and smiled softly: "Yes, Ninth Brother."

Xie Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, with a somewhat helpless and self-deprecating smile.

"To be honest, I thought it was the emperor's wishful thinking. As long as you don't have that thought, you can stop this farce. It's just that I didn't expect that you also have intentions for him." He paused and continued, He raised his head, but his eyes were far away. "If the courtiers find out about your affairs in the future, the emperor's first name will be ruined. Er Yuehong, I just want to ask you, have you made your decision?"

Er Yuehong's eyes sank, but without hesitation for a moment, she replied without thinking: "Yes, I have thought about it. No matter what happens in the future, I will never regret facing my sincerity at this moment."

"Okay." Xie Jiu took a deep breath, turned his head to look at him, his gaze was like a torch, making people almost forget that he was just a boy. "If you hesitated just now, even if you said something about the future of the emperor, I would look down on you."

He smiled slightly.

"He is a wise king, but he is also my brother who is connected by blood. I hope he can retain his fame for the rest of his life, but I hope he can live for himself! Since childhood, he has planned everywhere and paid attention to everything in order to be able to sit on the throne. Only this dragon chair can calm down the world. But I hope that he can put down these burdens and live freely. Over the years, I have been looking forward to someone who can let him down. Until you appear. You, maybe It’s this different person.”

"If the day comes when you have to face everyone, Er Yuehong, don't hesitate, both of you. Other people's opinions belong to others, so why bother? And who said that country and beauty must not have both? As long as you respect each other If you love each other, I will do everything I can to help you."

Er Yuehong didn't expect what Xie Jiu was going to say, and her eyes were a little moved.Opening his mouth, he was full of words to say, but there was only one sentence he could really say.

"Thank you."

He paused, and his eyes couldn't help getting a little moist.

"Ninth brother, thank you."

"I should also thank you for making him so happy." Jie Jiu blinked, and this naughty gesture gave him a boyish expression. "To be honest, I also like your temperament. If you were a woman, I might compete with Brother Huang."

He blinked again, unable to tell what was true and what was false.After finishing speaking, he raised his jaw and laughed loudly, and walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

Er Yuehong watched his back go away, then stood quietly for a while, her expression moved.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned his head and said with a smile, "He is a good brother."

"Ah."

Zhang Qishan stood quietly behind him at some point, with a very gentle expression, hugging him the moment Er Yuehong turned around.

"Having such a younger brother and such a lover, how lucky am I, Zhang Qishan?"

Er Yuehong smiled and hooked the corners of her lips, then quietly hugged him back.

How lucky are you and me?

Within a month, a team of cars drove back to the capital.

Sheng Jia returned to the palace, and the palace people from several palaces greeted him one after another.

Zhang Qishan got out of the chariot, glanced over the crowd, and noticed that a few servant girls boldly raised their heads and looked at him timidly and anxiously from time to time, as if they were eager to say something.

"Which palace are you guys from? I'm surprised at the sight." Zhang Qishan said with a slight smile.

In that case, he gave them a chance to speak.

"Return to Your Majesty, the servants are the servant girls of Anise Palace." A bolder servant girl raised her head, bit her lower lip, knelt and moved forward a few steps before him, her voice tinged with tears. "Please Your Majesty, save the master! Save the little prince in the womb of the master!"

Zhang Qishan's eyebrows twitched, he frowned unconsciously, and his voice became severe: "What's going on?"

"Return to Your Majesty, master..."

"The concubine is about to report this matter to His Majesty." Concubine Huo Guifei, who was beside her, straightened up and took a few steps towards him, saying softly. "Your Majesty Guan felt unwell early this morning, and her fetus moved. I invited the imperial doctor to take the pulse, and the imperial doctor