Chapter seventy-four
Where the branches of plum blossoms overlap, one can vaguely see the visitor's moon-white Sichuan embroidered robe, and his handsome figure like green bamboo is easy to recognize. He walked through the snow, and there was a thin layer of snow gauze on his shoes, which slowly melted away. , the snow water spread out into a deep stain on the shoe.
Lu Jieming held a candle lamp in one hand and slowly raised his chin. The line from the angle of his jaw to his chin was extremely sharp. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He called someone first, "Master Dou."
Before Dou Xihui could make any move, Xu Lianlang had already pushed him away. The blush on her face was still there, and the look of being caught changed her taste in the eyes of both men. She was already mature. The peaches are even more salivating now.
Dou Xihui's eyes were glued to her, and the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.
Lu Jieming's hand bones tensed up, the lamps in the candle lamp flickered out, and the finger bones in his sleeves were pinched and creaked, as if they were about to be crushed. His expression was mixed with the coldness of the snow, step by step He stood firm and stood in front of Dou Xihui, blocking Xu Lianlang behind him.
"Master Dou is very leisurely and elegant." There was something in his words. A cold wind blew occasionally, and the snow chunks on the petals of the plum blossoms and on the treetops fell in pieces. You could hear the clear sound of snow chunks falling to the ground, and his voice also sounded. It became more and more sonorous, with a sense of questioning, "How much do you know about what the general has done? Will your promise before I leave the capital become a joke?"
He was taller again. Now standing together with Dou Xihui, they were already at eye level.
Dou Xihui was unwilling to admit that he felt oppressed in front of a boy so many years younger than him.
He didn't even expect that when he opened his mouth, he would be accusing.
In my impression, Lu Jieming was not a moody person, and such an open question was not in line with his usual style.
There must be a reason for everything to go wrong, and this "cause" is probably Xu Lianlang.
Dou Xihui knew the relationship between them very well, and naturally understood how much Lu Jieming valued Xu Lianlang, but he couldn't figure out why he was so angry.
It's not that he is conceited. Looking at Kyoto, he is the best husband candidate for women of the right age.
Xu Lianlang's contact with him has no harm at all, no matter in terms of the relationship between siblings or in terms of his own chips for ascending to the throne.
He couldn't understand Lu Jieming's dissatisfaction.
But since he had become a member of his command, Dou Xi had no reason not to tell the truth when he returned, "The general returned to Beijing not long ago and lived in seclusion. He even refused to attend palace banquets again and again. The place where your highness is providing disaster relief this time has never been the general's territory. This move was probably because of Concubine Li.”
"Years ago, Concubine Li returned to her mother's house."
To be fair, among the princes now, the one in front of me is the most popular one, except His Highness Sixth Prince.
But there is really no comparison between the two. The advantages brought by His Highness the Sixth Prince's mother and concubine are far greater than the talent and resourcefulness that Lu Jieming has already revealed.
What's more, Lu Jieming has always been low-key in his work and does not like to show off. Many of his achievements have been quietly erased. The emperor also wanted to help and only selected one or two trivial things to reward him. All the officials in the court did not think highly of him.
He originally thought that even if Concubine Li wanted to take action, she would have to wait at least one or two years, but he obviously misjudged the cruelty of the battle between the royal heirs.
Lu Jieming's return date was not so early. The general took action and the final reconstruction work of the disaster relief was directly given to His Highness the Sixth Prince. A group of victims were making trouble and could not be suppressed. They had premeditated the matter and fell into the trap. , it can’t be washed clean.
Lu Jieming was young after all, so he fell into the hands of an old man and had to end it hastily. The situation was still developing. Fortunately, Lu Jieming had escaped unscathed.
It seems that it is unscathed, but in fact the foundation has been shaken. It will not be so easy to delegate next time.
Under the alliance, Dou Xihui was also slightly affected. He wanted to find another opportunity to find His Majesty Seventh Prince again, but he didn't expect that, under the beautiful moonlight, with his sweetheart beside him, he wanted to talk about this strange situation. Court affairs.
He felt a pity in his heart and shifted his gaze, passing Lu Jieming to look at Xu Lianlang.
Xu Lianlang obviously didn't understand the situation. Her long eyelashes covered her beautiful eyes, and her fingertips rested on the bracelet on her wrist.
Dou Xihui sighed and braced himself to deal with Lu Jieming.
The condition of his alliance with Lu Jieming was to help him keep an eye on the troubles in Kyoto. They had been exchanging letters closely in the past few months, but the content of the letters was really sparse. Lu Jieming, who was thousands of miles away in Kyoto, He knew the current situation in the court very well.
It was difficult for him to guess how Lu Jieming did it. Although he had many doubts, he still had to suppress them one by one. There was no fairness in the transaction between him and Lu Jieming. Although Lu Jieming He is just a prince with little real power, but he cannot ignore the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers.
Now that he has identified him, he must first learn to bow his head in front of him.
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and elaborated on their methods and strategies like a riddle. The direction of the spearhead had already been clear, and Lu Jieming chose to stand still.
He had been away for three months, and it was time to stay in the palace and meet those ghosts and monsters.
Xu Lianlang listened carefully and found out that they did not shy away from her. She also got an idea and got to know the relationship between Dou Xihui and Lu Jieming again.
The plum blossoms are planted very densely, and their fragrance fills the nose. She took a deep breath, and apart from the faint fragrance, she felt more of the cold air rushing straight into her lungs.
It was still cold after staying outside for a long time. She hugged her shoulders and stamped her feet in order to warm up.
They were talking about business, and she didn't want to mention her coldness and end their hard-won meeting early.
The relationship between the prince and his courtiers has always been the most important thing for emperors of all dynasties. Tonight, we met by chance. It is really rare. I am afraid it will be difficult to find time in the future.
She rubbed her cold red nose, clasped her palms around her mouth, and her breath turned into white mist.
Just as the wind was getting stronger, she tightened her collar and stayed quietly behind Lu Jieming. He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, and his back just blocked the wind.
She moved a little closer to him. The sound of her footsteps was very small, but Lu Jieming still noticed him. He staggered his steps and twisted the angle slightly, blocking the wind.
The moon-white robe rustled in the wind, and the girdle circled his thin waist. He looked best in this kind of white, but it was precisely this white that made the crimson sachet on his waist more conspicuous. .
The sachet is very delicate, with bamboo patterns embroidered on it. I don't know how many times better than her embroidery. She looked at it carefully. Women are always sensitive to this kind of thing. She almost immediately discovered that there was a small character "姝" in the corner.
Xu Lianlang knew that he was not used to carrying these things. In the past, when she specially sewed them and asked him to wear them, he would say that he was afraid of losing them accidentally while walking around.
He only keeps it properly and never wears it.
Xu Lianlang thought he really didn't like wearing it, but now it seems that it was because the wrong person was sewing it.
She looked away with difficulty. There was a small piece of ice in the lake, and the water inside was flowing out in waves. The moonlight was just right, and the lake was dotted with stars.
Beautiful scenery is rare, but difficult to come by.
The sachet was also rare. It was difficult because the princess sewed it with her own hands. A pampered person did the needlework with her own hands. Even she felt considerate of it, not to mention Lu Jieming.
She felt that her emotions were not right, so she could only take a deep breath of cold air and spit it out again.
The cold air rushed into the body to calm down.
"Lian Lang is cold. Your Highness, why don't you go back now." Dou Xihui suddenly spoke, drawing Xu Lianlang's attention back.
His title was really affectionate.
She walked out from behind Lu Jieming and pinched her fingers in embarrassment. The whole palm of her hand was red. She rubbed it, but the warming effect was not great. "I'm fine. You guys can talk more. I'm fine."
Dou Xihui walked straight towards her. He had long legs and a tall body. He reached Xu Lianlang's side in a few steps. The two men's shoulders passed by and collided with each other. Neither of them got out of the way.
"You, you didn't say anything when you were cold, your lips were turned purple from the cold."
His voice was very soft, and Lu Jieming was annoyed by the soft voice of a man to a woman.
"Really?" Xu Lianlang subconsciously wiped his mouth, and with these wipes, his lips became more and more red.
Dou Xihui raised his hand and finally took off the flower petal on Xu Lianlang's head.
Addressing, picking flowers, talking and even physical contact were all too familiar. Lu Jieming narrowed his eyes and reached out to hold Xu Lianlang's wrist.
He moved quickly, and the thin jade bracelet got stuck on the back of his hand. The bracelet was very cold, and her hand was also very cold. The anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.
It was because he didn't pay attention and let her stay in such cold weather for such a long time even though he knew she was cold.
"Sister, it's too late, let's go back."
His tone was still calm, but there was a hint of sincerity in it.
He held her wrist loosely and tightly, fearing that she wouldn't go back with him.
After leaving for three months, so many things were beyond his control. He never considered Xu Lianlang as his own, nor did he turn her into a caged bird.
But just because of this, his little lark had the absolute right to choose. When a better jungle appeared, he had no way to save it.
You shouldn't stay either.
Isn’t that what it is now?
To this day, he has been thinking about whether it was right or wrong to bring her into the palace, especially after she completely rejected him.
Fortunately, Xu Lianlang said goodbye to Dou Xi immediately and followed the hand on his wrist back with a sigh of relief.
The palace road was very cold, and the festive atmosphere was strong and bleak. There were lights and colorful lights everywhere, but there were no people around.
Xu Lianlang always felt that the Chinese New Year was a lively event because of the crowds, but now it was full of depression. She looked up at Lu Jieming's exposed neck.
Pointing to her toes, she put her hands on his neck.
As expected, Lu Jieming was shocked by the sudden coldness and shrank his neck for a moment.
She giggled, "Like a little turtle."
Lu Jieming stopped and turned around. His eyes were bright but also dim. The moonlight penetrated the pupils, but could not illuminate the bottom of his eyes.
Xu Lianlang pursed his lips and raised the ends of his almond-shaped eyes, "After thinking about it for a long time, I feel that there are many things that I can't say. If I don't say one thing, I will choke to death."
She smiled softly, with pear vortices exposed at the corners of her mouth, and the lights were like lush vegetation, "Jie Ming, happy birthday, I will be happy this year when I turn fifteen."
What is missing is such a happy birthday.
Their relationship turned around on his tenth birthday, a day destined to be different.
Xu Lianlang felt the fingers gripping his wrist move, and then lost most of their strength, as if they were about to let go.
Xu Lianlang put his other hand up and covered the back of his hand, not allowing him to let go, "I hope that on your sixteenth birthday, you can eat the longevity noodles I cooked."
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(End of chapter)
The author said: I apologize to everyone. I was wrong in not having time to ask for leave in the past two days. I should have asked for leave in time. I promise not to do so in the future