Lu Yan suddenly left the palace, the lights on the eaves of the town's mansion stayed on all night, Princess Jing'an sat by the couch all night, and finally saw Lu Yan's figure early the next morning.
Princess Jing'an pushed open the door of Suning Hall.
Seeing a large amount of blood seeping out from his chest, he couldn't help but say with red eyes: "Are you crazy? Are you not!"
Looking up, Lu Yan smiled and said, "Auntie, the last time."
Princess Jing'an looked at the cold and dark pupils, and couldn't help but suffocate, and swallowed all the words that were about to overflow her mouth.
Where did he go last night and who he met again, obviously, it doesn't matter anymore... It's good to come back safely.
After a period of silence, Lu Yan stood up straight, took out two secret letters from the Huanghuali Kuilong pattern bookcase, and handed them to Princess Jing'an, "Auntie take a closer look."
The eldest princess read silently from right to left, her brows getting tighter.
All of the above are the secret activities of the Xu family in the past two years. Although there is no definite evidence for some things, Princess Jing'an can roughly guess which ones are true and which are false.
Her fingers holding the letter gradually tightened.
Lu Yan then said, "Although the tenth highness is small, he has been extremely talented since he was a child, and he has a benevolent teacher like Master Xu to teach by his side. I think it will be a heavy task in the future."
Tenth Highness, that is the son of Concubine Duan.
Princess Jing'an's eyes narrowed, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know that party disputes are taboo in the heavenly family, but His Majesty has no intention of ruling the government. The Xu family is not benevolent to the public. Said: "Then the country is in danger."
"Sanlang, but behind you is the entire palace..."
Before the eldest princess could finish speaking, Lu Ting and Lu Ye appeared at the entrance of Suning Hall with a lot of precious medicinal herbs in their hands.
"Gou Li's country is alive and dead, so why do you avoid it because of misfortune or fortune?" Lu Ting said with a smile: "Sanlang, Brother A is the first to support you."
Lu Ye followed with a smile and said, "It should be like this."
Three days later, Princess Jing'an brought the princess' personal guards to the Taoist temple, not only smashing that Lao Shizi's return to the furnace for nine days, but also scolding Ge Tianshi.
Emperor Cheng Yuan said sternly: "Jing An, am I too used to you!"
Princess Jing'an said hoarsely, "If Saburo didn't block the arrow for His Majesty that day, what would His Majesty get for immortality? Do you use these fragrant beads to fool people!"
Emperor Cheng Yuan was breathing rapidly, obviously furious. He pointed to Princess Jing'an's face and said, "Go back to your imperial palace!"
Tears welled up from the corners of Princess Jing'an's eyes, "If Brother A does not go back with me today, there will be no Jing An in this world from now on."
The small road inside the Guan was so frightened by the battle that they retreated.
When the stalemate couldn't go down, Hongsheng pulled out the sword on his waist, raised the sword in his hand, and cut off Ge Tianshi's head. Before Emperor Cheng Yuan could react, Hongsheng bent his legs and knelt on the ground.
"I know that my sin is unforgivable, and I only hope that His Majesty will read an old love and let the adopted son in the court's residence go."
After all, the long sword entered the belly, and Hongsheng apologized with death.
Emperor Cheng Yuan's shoulders collapsed, his temples were gray, and there was anger, surprise, and a hint of indescribable depression in his cloudy eyes.
With a sway of his body, Princess Jing'an supported him, "Your Majesty, go back to the palace."
It was only when Emperor Cheng Yuan put on the dragon robe again and sat on the dragon chair that he suddenly realized that the Great Jin was no longer the Great Jin in his hands.
The prince's voice was getting louder and louder.
Time flies by like a white horse, and in a flash, it is two years.
The Lu family and the Xu family were incompatible with each other. Although the Xu family was powerful, they couldn't stand up to the Duke of Zhenguo, the Marquis of Xuanping, the clan of the Lu family, the Chu family of Yangzhou, and the Xu family behind Duanfei to take the lead in opposing the East Palace. In the past two years, Lu Yan has personally lost many people in the Xu family.
The means were so ruthless that it was staggering. Lu Yan, who was twenty-six, was no longer the gentleman of the Lu family back then.
The wind was surging above the court, and the days to come were not as easy as she imagined.
Chu Xun and Sui Yu invited him to have a drink at the Red Sleeve Building. It was already evening when the carriage entered Pingkang Fang.
His sleeves were covered with snowflakes, another year of winter, another year of bleakness.
Lifting the curtain of the wing, Chu Xun teased, "It's getting harder and harder for someone in Chu to want to see Lord Lu in private."
Lu Yan is now an official worshiper, and he has long been unable to communicate as he wants, so what Chu Xun said is true.
Sui Yu smiled and said, "Recognize it, you were fooled by him to come to the capital."
Chu Xun was heartbroken by Lu Yan's letter of "sincere love". He said goodbye to the painting boat of West Lake and the beautiful scenery of Yangzhou. He rushed to the capital non-stop. As a result, he stumbled and became the punishment department with the black yarn on his head. waiter.
Li Niangxun of the Red Sleeves Building sat next to her, reached out and rubbed Chu Xun's brows, and said softly, "Look, look at the grievances against Master Chu."
Chu Xun put his arms around her waist, with a ruffian at the corner of his mouth, "You are also cheating on me, aren't you?"
Li Niang smiled and said, "Li Niang dare not."
After eating some small dishes, Li Niang brought a jar of good wine, and then respectfully said to Lu Yan, "This peach blossom brew is the signature of the Red Sleeve Building. Is it a waste of time for Mr. Lu to drink alone?"
Lu Yan knew exactly what Li Niang meant. The man leaned back, with a romantic look on his deep eyebrows, "Why is it not a waste of time?"
Li Niang looked at Chu Xun, got up and opened the door.
The red lanterns are criss-crossed, and the sweet sound of melodious listening lingers in the ears.
A girl walked in slowly. She had a beautiful face, bright eyes, and her eyes met each other. Lu Yan's increasingly sophisticated and alienated eyes still froze for a moment.
It was only then that he understood that today was simply a "Hongmen Banquet".
The woman in front of her is exactly like that person.
After a while, when the woman sat down, the man's eyes no longer wavered, and he asked her, "What's it called?"
The little girl was a little cowardly, she clenched her fists, and said in a low voice, "Reporting to your lord, the slave name is Zhen'er."
There was a smile on Lu Yan's mouth, "Which Zhen?"
Zhen'er said, "The pearl of the pearl."
Lu Yan said again, "How old is it?"
Jane's cheeks instantly turned red, "Sixteen."
Lu Yan played with the cup in his hand, then stood up, moved to her and said, "Pour down the bar."
Zhener hasn't left the cabinet yet, she hasn't served anyone yet, the greenness in her eyes can't be faked. She knows that the man in front of her is of high power, but she doesn't know that he is so gentle and handsome.
Smelling the faint scent of sandalwood on his body, a shiver on her body came like a spring breeze, making a circle in her heart, and then it was fleeting.
Both Sui Yu and Chu Xun's hands froze while holding the cups, as if to say that Lu Shiyan shouldn't react like this.
The world thinks that he only has power in his eyes, and that under his elegant skin lies an increasingly surging ambition. But the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, six out of twenty do not marry a wife or take a concubine, so what is it that he can't let go of that person
Looking back on Shen Zhen's departure from Beijing, in the early spring, I don't know which restaurant came out with news - don't look at the number one beauty in Chang'an in the past, Shen Zhen's daughter Shen Zhen and the Marquis of Changping have a marriage contract. Lu Jingzhao worked in the outer room.
The daughter of sinners, the proud son of heaven.
Overnight, there was uproar.
Sui Yu thought that with Lu Yan's temper, whether openly or secretly, he would definitely teach that person a lesson.
Sui Yu said with him: "Lu Yan, if it is inconvenient for you to take action, I will come."
Lu Yan replied: "Why bother? Anyway, most of the rumors are like this. The more you care, the longer it will be spread."
Sui Yu said: "Then you don't care?"
Lu Yan frowned and smiled, "Since she decided to be Su's housewife, why should I care?"
Sui Yu looked at his helpless eyes and couldn't help but pause, his suspicion died in Lu Yan's calm tone, "Sui You'an, I am not as affectionate as you are."
Sui Yu said again: "Then why is your marriage with the Bai family..."
Lu Yan said directly: "When I enter the central government, I will naturally get married."
For a moment, Sui Yu admired Lu Yan very much.
I admire that he has never been immersed in any wind and moon.
But a lie is a lie, and it will come to light one day. Now that two years have passed, the power in his hands is by no means comparable to that of the past. What will happen in the end? He is still like this.
A picture that I don't care about at all.
It was only then that Sui Yu suddenly realized that his temperament was difficult to express.
Sui Yu returned to her senses, looked at Zhen'er, and said deliberately, "Master Lu doesn't think she looks very much like a person."
Lu Yan stared, took a sip of wine, and said solemnly, "Yes, it seems."
Chu Xun took a long breath and said with a serious face, "You raise your head."
Zhener lowered her eyes and bowed cautiously. After hearing this, she slowly raised her head...
Chu Xun nodded and said directly, "Don't say, she and Shen Zhen do have a bit of a resemblance."
Shen Zhen.
Speaking of which, Lu Yan didn't say these two words for some time.
Chu Xun looked at the snowflakes like catkins outside, and said quietly: "Time is really fast. In a flash of two years, the period of filial piety on the Marquis of Changping seems to have passed."
Sui Yu agreed, "If I remember correctly, it's been half a year."
Chu Xun said again, "Are you going to Mobei for a wedding dinner then?"
Sui Yu nodded, "If that was nothing in Beijing..."
Before he could finish his words, the corners of Lu Yan's lips cooled, the curvature suddenly flattened, and he threw the cup in his hand "dang" to the ground.
Zhener's whole body was agitated, she was jumped by the man's hostility, and her arm froze when she poured the wine.
The gurgling sound of water came to an abrupt end.
She quickly took out two handkerchiefs and hurriedly wiped the corners of Lu Yan's clothes that had been splashed with alcohol.
"Sir." Jane raised her eyes and called.
Lu Yan pushed her away, got up and looked at Sui Yu and said word by word, "Let's go."
"Lu Yan!" Chu Xun shouted.
Lu Yan didn't look back.
Sui Yu sat by the window, looked at Lu Yan's desolate back, and said, "Sure enough, it's as you expected."
Chu Xun lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and said slowly, "In two years, I have never heard him call Shen Sanniang's name, not once, even if I mentioned it intentionally, he also showed helplessness, and quickly changed the subject. How could that be like letting go?"
Sui Yu nodded and said: "Today's hatred, he must be remembered on you and me."
Chu Xun said: "Let him go, it's better than keeping it in your heart."
Lu Yan walked out of Pingkangfang, and the snow fell like goose feathers on his shoulders piece by piece.
Yang Zong put an umbrella on his head, and Lu Yan bent down and got into the carriage.
The wheels turned slowly on the white snow.
Lu Yan suddenly shouted to stop.
The wheels suddenly stopped, and there was a "squeak" sound when it rolled over the snow.
After a long silence, Lu Yan breathed out with a trembling chest, "Go to Chengyuan."
Yang Zong blinked and said quickly, "This subordinate understands." Indeed, Yang Zong hadn't heard the words "go to Chengyuan" for a long time.
Stepping on the cold moonlight, Lu Yan pushed open the door of Chengyuan. Everything here is the same as before, no one knows that the lights of Lanyue Pavilion are burning like this every day.
Hearing the movement, Tangyue and Moyue were stunned on the spot, the brooms in their hands slammed to the ground and fell into the thick snowdrift.
"Master Shi?" Tang Yue whispered.
Lu Yan gave a low "um".
Mo Yue rubbed her hands and whispered, "Master Shi has to prepare water."
Lu Yan waved his hand and said no, Tangyue and Moyue looked at each other and bowed back together.
For two full years, he had never set foot in this place. There is no other reason, every brick and tile here has her shadow.
Lu Yan walked into the inner room, and after his heart was beating wildly, layers of disappointment filled his eyes.
A canopy bed made of huanghuali wood, a short red couch, an iron pear kitchen with four drawers, a square table with Kui dragon pattern, two red lacquer wood hollow stools... In addition to these dead objects, there are also three or two plants. She loves camellias.
Even though he repeatedly instructed that the interior of the house should not change, um, it did not change.
But without that person, it would still be different.
He walked to the center of the room, looked at the Tie Li four-drawer chest, opened a drawer, and saw a painting.
He was stunned.
Slowly unfolding, I saw the days marked in the lower right corner, and some dusty memories rolled in like a tide.
Yuanqing seventeen years, October twenty-fifth.
This is his birthday.
That evening, the sun was just right.
He came to Chengyuan alone. He thought that he could receive a birthday gift from her. Everything would be fine, even if it was a leaf, but he didn't want her to not remember it at all. He immediately pulled up his sleeve and said in a somewhat flattering tone: "Is it possible for me to draw a picture for the adults?"
He nodded sternly.
He knew that Shen Zhen's painting skills were excellent, and the portraits he drew were just like real ones. Looking at her serious writing, and sitting across from her, he couldn't help but look forward to what she would draw herself.
Unexpectedly, this innocent and harmless villain also has bad water in his stomach.
She actually painted the way she looked when she was angry just now, frowning brows, pursing her thin lips... The displeasure in her eyes was clearly drawn.
He laughed in anger, then pinched her waist and asked, "Shen Zhen, is this what I look like in your eyes?"
The little girl turned around in his arms, hugged his waist with a sly face, "Your Excellency is fair, doesn't it look like it?"
The past can't be traced, and it's hard to beat.
She used more than 300 long and short days and nights to hold his heart, and then carved her name stroke by stroke.
How can he do it
She left Chang'an and went to her mouth with Marquis Changping. The sky was blue and the clouds were low in Mobei. Whenever he hated her in his heart, he would think of the words he said to her in the past.
"Shen Zhen, don't you want to?"
"Do you think I must be you?"
"You don't know how to correct your picky eater?"
"Are you so noble?"
"Well, it was your brother last time, and this time it was your father. Who do you think this official is from you?"
"If nothing happens in the future, don't ask Tangyue to send me news."
"Marquis Changping, what did you see him do?" He gritted his teeth angrily, "Are you clear about your identity?"
Every time, she didn't dare to talk back, and every time, he regretted it after he said it.
It's just that he didn't know three years ago that he would go crazy because of one person. He didn't dare to think about it or read it. He was afraid that he would get deeper and deeper, and that there would still be her warmth left in his memories...
Lu Yan raised his hand and gently stroked the camellia on the table, petal by petal, the man who was strategizing in the courtroom laughed at himself.
This camellia that you left behind quietly bloomed in the second winter after you left. Shen Zhen, I, Lu Yan, admit that I am really reluctant to marry someone else.
He sat back on the couch, fiddled with the jade pillow, and suddenly looked at a letter, an unopened letter.
His pupils shuddered, he held the letter in his hand, wanted to open it, but put it back in place.
As far as her mind is concerned, what will she say, what can he say, will he not know
Thank him for saving her.
Thank him for helping her brother, father...
Finally, add a sentence, if there is an afterlife
The man smiled wryly.
But he never believed in the afterlife.
Lu Yan gently rubbed the letter with his thumb and put it in his arms.
never mind.
Seeing the words like face, it is heart-wrenching pain.
After a long silence, Lu Yan suddenly felt that if there was only one person's breathing in this room, it would be too deserted.
A cold wind drifted in through the window, and the curtain was swaying. In a trance, he seemed to see her standing in front of him, with red lips and eyebrows, looking forward to Shenfei.
"My lord," she said softly.
Lu Yan thought, this is good for being slightly drunk.
He patted his side and said with a smile, "Sit."
Lu Yan put his hand on her waist, and after more than 700 long nights and tens of thousands of miles, he once again took her into his arms.
He kissed her forehead, his throat was bitter, and after a long while, he said, "It's cold in Mobei, are you still used to it?"
The person in his arms didn't answer.
He choked up uncontrollably and said, "Are you happy to be with him?"
"Would he mind that you stayed with me for so long?"
"His mother, will she make rules for you, eh?"
Shen Zhen didn't move or respond to him.
Twenty-six, such a proud person, in this endless long night, couldn't help but red eyes.
He kissed her earlobe and said in a low voice, "I regret not protecting you."
I regret even more, I never said a word to you, I want to marry you as a wife.
Three books and six ceremonies, Ming media is getting married.
Somehow, the girl sitting beside him burst into tears.
He was at a loss to wipe her gently with his fingertips.
The raised arm was almost stiff, "Don't cry."
Mobei is so far away from me, if you really cry, I will not know.
Immediately, Shen Zhen in front of him suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared, Lu Yan frowned, covered his chest, and shouted loudly, "Shen Zhen!"
"Shen Zhen!"
The thick black fog disappeared before his eyes, Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and took a deep breath.
Looking around, this is not the palace, nor is it Chengyuan... Where is this
Before he could calm down, Shen Zhen raised his hand and covered his mouth, pressing him back to the couch.
There were footsteps outside the house.
"Girl?" It was Miao Li's voice.
"Well." Shen Zhen said, "What, what's wrong?"
"Girl, the servant just heard the sound, so it's convenient to go in and take a look." Miao Li said.
Shen Zhen's heart throbbed, and she cleared her throat, "No, don't come in! It was just my nightmare."
Miao Li frowned, "It's more appropriate for slaves to go in and have a look..."
Shen Zhen said loudly, "I really don't need to come in!"
At this moment, Qingxi gathered up her clothes and walked over quickly. How could she not know what was going on inside!
Qingxi laughed and said, "Sister Miao, let's go, the girl has the problem of talking in her sleep since she was a child."
Miao Li hesitated for a moment, seeing that the people inside and outside had unified their caliber, so she nodded.
After the footsteps left, Shen Zhenmei's eyes widened, she glared at Lu Yan, and said in a low voice, "Why did your lord call me by my name in the middle of the night! Are you afraid that others will not know you are here?"
Shen Zhen was on top, Lu Yan was on the bottom, the man didn't resist at all this time.
Shen Zhen looked down at him, frowned suddenly, raised her little hand, and stumbled: "You... why are your eyes red?"