Qingchuan History

Chapter 287
When and how this Fenglin conversation ended, Ruan Xueyin was not very clear.

Drunkenness seemed to be on her head, she walked all the way from Ning Fengzhai back to Zhexue Palace, feeling colder and colder, cold and chaotic, her nose was slightly sour from the night wind.

Entering the gate of the palace, the lights are brightly lit, and the winter flowers and branches in the courtyard are covered by light and shadow.She returned to the bedroom in a daze, and saw that Gu Xinglang had changed into his pajamas and was sitting by the east window playing chess.

You play chess against yourself, and one person uses black and white stones at the same time.It's his daily game.He sat there like the only sure and warm light at the end of a long time.

"Been called away by the eldest princess?" Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes, did not get up, and looked at her from a distance with a smile, a white ball was still on his fingertips.

With her strength of mind, Chunyue couldn't do anything about it.He is not worried.

She should not.Also does not move.Standing there and looking at him from a distance, the tip of his nose was red, and his cheeks were also red——

Is it the wind?he thought to himself.Little to no wind tonight.

The alcohol is not over yet.She drank a lot at the banquet, and he probably saw it.

And the look is not right.

So he got up and walked over.Ruan Xueyin also stepped over, walking a little bit, staggering.

Really drank too much.He thought again, took a few steps faster, and the two of them got together in the middle of the bedroom.

"Is it difficult for you?"

Ruan Xueyin still didn't answer or look at him, but suddenly stepped forward and hugged him in half a step.

With slender arms around him, the whole body got in, the smell of wine and warm fragrance rose into his breath at the same time, Gu Xinglang was caught off guard, and was shocked by this unprecedented initiative, and his mind became disordered.

He habitually raised his arms to embrace her, and after a long while, he finally managed to hold back a question:

"what happened?"

"Gu Xinglang,"

Do you blame me.

she thought.After all, I couldn't ask the exit.

None of the few times she called her by his first name was in this tone.Gu Xinglang thought for a moment,
"Is it a child's business?"

Ruan Xueyin's heart skipped a beat, and then jumped wildly, unable to raise her head even more, and buried it heavily on his left lapel.The sound of his heartbeat is also in my ears, it is vigorous like a spring day and light thunder, and the light thunder falls overnight, and the light is uneven, such a good-looking person, even the sound of his heartbeat is pleasant to hear.

"Sooner or later you will be blamed." He said, with a smile on his face, "I thought you were ready. Didn't I say that there is no precedent in this matter, so I can only explore slowly. I'm not afraid." He squeezed Squeeze her chin, it's too familiar, you don't need to lower your head, just raise your hand, "Is it affected by what the eldest princess said? What did I tell you just now?"

he does not know.nature.How could it be known.

"You just give me a few more children." He continued, as if smiling even more, "It's better to be more than a dozen, with sons and daughters, so that they have nothing to say. Isn't it the prosperity of the royal family? Who stipulated that Can't it be from the same mother?"

"It's not that simple. You know it." Ruan Xueyin laughed.He took it for granted and effortlessly, and returned more than a dozen, like a child daydreaming.

"Think of complicated things in a simple way, and then counteract them with complex means, which is the most likely to solve the problem. The so-called contempt in strategy, pay attention to in tactics. Otherwise, you will be frightened and unable to find a way out."

"What if," she hesitated for a moment, fortunately without making eye contact, "I can't have so many children? What if I don't have any?"

"How could there be none of them." Gu Xinglang raised his eyebrows, pinched her chin and raised her face, the blush was still there, and the smell of alcohol was strong, "Are you questioning me?"

This childish ghost.Ruan Xueyin thought.

"Gu Xinglang."

"Presumptuous." The tone and the words did not match at all, and the gentleness made people disorderly. "It's not something that can be called casually. Why?"

Several words hovered in the center of the brain.

In the end, it all turned into a deep sigh.

And just raising her back an inch, she touched his lips lightly.It is full of wine, full of pine, cypress, sweetness and orange blossom.

Gu Xinglang stayed on the spot, reacted for a moment, then bowed his head and went back.It's also shallow, he didn't understand the situation, and she never took the initiative like this.

But the fragrance of pine, cypress, sweetness and orange blossom has not dissipated.

They get entangled.

She also wrapped her arms around his neck.

Gu Xinglang stared, subconsciously responded, but struggled in his heart, and wanted to ask her if there was anything else she wanted to say but didn't say it.

Finally couldn't hold back.

With a slight force, he scooped it up skillfully, and carried him away from the hall.

There is almost no wind this night.

There is almost no wind, and the north wind is like the east wind.Gu Chunfeng sat on a swing under the huge lotus magnolia tree in the front courtyard of Linghua Hall.

The bamboo tube under the seat is still that year's bamboo tube, and the leather rope in her hand is also that year's leather rope. She never thought that such a seemingly unfashionable thing like a swing can be tied up for seven or eight years without breaking.

Or is Ah Ji good at crafting?A young lady of the Xiangfu, who has been in a foreign country and deep palace for several years, has learned a lot of skills, and it can be regarded as an interesting story written in the script.

Funny without any sad stories.Memories are rosy.

Memories are always good and bad.But the rosy haze of memories is only good, not bad.Those ambiguities turn bad into good, and sorrow into joy. It is human nature that it is always difficult to indulge repeatedly and finally can't help but look forward.

In order to look forward, we must remember the good ones, digest all the bad ones, and seal them up as strength.

The lotus magnolia is evergreen.There are no flowers in winter, but the leaves are still thick and deep.Gu Chunfeng was swaying under the tree, thinking like this, it seemed that Auntie was nearby, pushing her down in the spring warmth when the north wind was like the east wind.

No one can draw such an arc anymore, just like the last day of Jinghong's six years, the year is about to pass away, and Auntie will always stop at 22 years old.

She took out the sachet in her arms.Deep crimson purple like the night, with a faint fragrance, sparsely embroidered with some fern-like grass, among which are lightly dotted with finely divided flowers, pale white, smaller than the tips of the grass blades.

It is true that such a plant does not exist.Ferns do not bloom.Recently, Xiao Mo asked Ruan Xueyin to borrow "Spiritual History of Mountains and Seas" to read, and she read it along with it in her spare time, but she didn't see it; So far, nothing has been found.

"Your Highness, it's almost time."

"Isn't it tonight to watch the year?" Gu Chunfeng raised his head and looked at the lights in the courtyard. The hall was also brightly lit. It was so bright that she wanted to cry.Only then did he hide under the shadow of this big tree.

A Yichi smiled, "Shou Sui is the lamp and candle guard, that's why there is a saying of keeping up with the year. Why do you need your Highness to stay up like this? The women's house can't sleep well at night, and it's cold outside. Your Highness, please go back to the dormitory. The slaves will serve you. .”

"But in the past, Auntie said that family members should sit around and stay together all night until the dawn of the New Year." She also laughed, "You don't know. Every year tonight, Auntie and I don't actually sleep. Playing with hidden hooks."

Ah Yi blinked, "How do two people play hide hook?"

"Left and right hands." Gu Chunfeng replied.

It is also boring.she thought again.The game of hiding the hook is still fun with more people.I didn't think so at the time.

"Where did you hear the rules of keeping the old age, elder sister? We should have the custom of lighting up the year with lights and candles everywhere in the southeast and northwest of Qi." From the Linghua Palace to the entire Qi Palace, the general perception about Ai is that He was punished and finally expelled from the palace.

A Yi didn't dare to mention it, and she didn't dare to talk about it; but His Highness took the initiative to talk about it at this moment, and there was no change on his face, she hesitated for a moment, Nuo Nuo took the blame.

yes.Gu Chunfeng was stunned.It's not the custom of Qi State that Ah Xie takes her to keep watch every year.Intentionally but more likely unintentionally, in the past eight years, more than once, she should have realized at least some guesses that she is not from Qi.

Finally missed it.

The courtyard is full of lights, and the palaces and palaces are all reflected in the light; in the dead of night, there is a sudden knock on the door.

A Yi was startled, and stayed where she was for two seconds before calling for someone to respond.

It was Gu Xingmo.

"Sister," he walked in casually, "everywhere is brightly lit, I can't sleep, after thinking about it, I'd better come over and watch the new year with you."

In the shadow of the lamp under the bright moon, he was still just a small person. Looking at it from a distance, Chunfeng felt like Gu Xinglang when he was ten years old.

He approached, raised his eyebrows, and blinked, "Is this swing still not broken?"

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