Jiang Jinshuang was dreaming.
In her dream, she dreamed of the first time she saw King Ruiyang.
At that time, King Ruiyang was not actually an unparalleled border guard general, but an idle prince who traveled around the world all year round and rarely returned to the capital.
Most of Wanjin's royal family members are talented and handsome.
But Ruiyang Wang Jiangbuhuo was not tall, and his appearance was just ordinary.
If he were not wearing the noble clothes of Tianhuang, he would be the kind of person who would not be found in a crowd.
At that time, Jiang Jinshuang was only five years old.
Whether it is the maids, servants, brothers or concubines in the palace, they are all much higher than her.
Therefore, the little Jiang Jinshuang could only talk to them with her head raised.
Very tired.
She often skipped school. At that time, Jiang Jinshuang was protected by Jiang Biechen, and Jiang Jinshuang was almost a lawless little devil.
That day, she sneaked out of the palace while the tutor was taking exams, climbed up the vine-covered courtyard wall alone, and looked at the world outside the palace gate.
That's when she met King Ruiyang.
He was not wearing any luxurious robes, but plain robes, and his hair was tied with tree branches. He was humming a little song and walked towards the royal study.
"Hey, you," Jiang Jinshuang sat on the wall and looked at him with a condescending eyebrow, "Which palace are you from? Don't you know that your father is waiting for guests in the imperial study and doesn't see outsiders?"
Jiang Buhuo was not tall, and he looked up at the little princess on the wall.
He smiled gently and relaxedly: "It's your highness, the princess."
Your Highness means Your Highness, what does "Little Your Highness" mean?
Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin and hummed proudly: "Don't go any further. If you disturb your father's visit, I won't be able to save you."
Jiang Buhuo smiled and shook his head: "Your Highness, come down from the top first. Such a high palace wall is scary."
Jiang Jinshuang became unhappy again and pouted: "No, I look up and see how tired you are."
He was stunned for a moment, and then continued to laugh after he came to his senses: "Your Highness, I am very short, you don't have to raise your head to talk to me."
How could little Jiang Jinshuang be so easy to deceive!
"You're talking nonsense. No matter how short you are, you are definitely taller than a kid like me!"
Jiang Buhuo nodded thoughtfully: "Your Highness, can you tell if you come down and have a look?"
Jiang Jinshuang frowned and jumped down from the wall.
Sure enough, although the man in front of her was not as tall as her father, he was still much taller than her!
I was about to lose my temper.
Jiang Buhuo smiled and half-crouched in front of Jiang Jinshuang.
Their eyes were instantly level.
The little Jiang Jinshuang had an expression on her face that was about to lose her temper, which was particularly interesting.
Jiang Buhuo smiled and touched her head: "Your Highness, we are the same height now."
That was the first time Jiang Jinshuang met Uncle Ruiyang.
Later, every time Uncle Wang saw her, he would squat down and talk to her, his tone was gentle and calm, and he would never interrupt her.
Later, as she grew older, Uncle Wang began to lean over and talk to her.
Gradually, he no longer had to lean down, and even had to raise his head slightly to meet her gaze.
In Jiang Jinshuang's impression, Uncle Ruiyang seemed to have always been shorter than her.
During the lantern temple fair, Uncle Wang would lift her over his shoulders, and the fireworks in the night sky of the capital seemed to be within reach of her reach.
Even though he later became a brave and skilled border guard general with no defeat, wearing that weird murderous mask, Jiang Jinshuang never raised her head to look at him.
He was always smiling and had a calm demeanor, as if he didn't care about anything in particular. He was a naked prince, and he didn't even have a family.
When she was a child, she spent more time with Uncle Ruiyang than her father.
As the scene changed, Jiang Jinshuang dreamed of that dark, damp, lightless and silent prison.
The leader of the black armored cavalry, who was wearing black iron armor on the battlefield and was invincible, and Uncle Ruiyang, who always liked to find all kinds of new things to make her happy.
He was stooped and a head shorter than her.
——He is already old.
He is an old man.
No light fell on him, and he was like gloomy, damp rain, bitingly cold.
"Your Highness," he was still smiling, "Uncle Wang, actually he has no ambition."
"In the past, Uncle Wang only wanted to be an idle prince who traveled around and lived a mediocre life."
"...Your Highness, don't cry."
"Shuang'er, live a good life, eat more food, speak out when you are unhappy, don't keep it in your heart."
Jiang Jinshuang opened her mouth. All he could hear was the low sound coming from his throat.
"Uncle Wang, is that you?"
In the shadows, he smiled at her.
"Your Highness, it's me."
……
When Jiang Jinshuang woke up from her dream, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.
She sat up from the bed, panting heavily, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
Not long after, there were footsteps stopping outside the door.
Jiang Jinshuang calmed down and said to the people outside the door: "Yanjue, come and talk to me for a while."
Footsteps walked from the door to the window next to her bed.
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In the cold moonlight, Jiang Jinshuang could see the figure of the man outside the door.
Yanjue held his sword in both hands, and the night wind blew his long hair in high bundles, making no sound.
I felt a little calmer in my heart.
In fact, during her first year in Bai Yujing, Jiang Jinshuang often had nightmares.
Yanjue held the sword and stood outside her bedroom, saying nothing, just standing.
For three years, she thought she would never have such nightmares again.
Sitting on the bed, Jiang Jinshuang looked at Yanjue's figure outside the window and said slowly: "Yanjue, do you think Bai Yujing's red-tailed kite has bloomed?"
The red-tailed kite is the only flower tree that can bloom in the harsh environment of Baiyukjing.
Baiyujing has wind and snow all year round, so the red-tailed kite can brave the cold wind and prick the snow, flying without fear for the first half of the year.
Looking from a distance, among the whiteness of the sky and the earth, the fiery red on the trees is particularly eye-catching.
Counting the time, it seems that it’s the blooming season of the red-tailed kite tree again.
outside the window.
"I don't know." He said calmly, but no emotion could be heard.
Jiang Jinshuang smiled unconsciously: "I've been out for so long, but I still want to see it."
Even when she was not demoted to the capital three years ago, she often returned to Baiyujing to stay for a while, coming and going, sometimes for two or three months.
The inkstone outside the window did not answer.
Jiang Jinshuang fiddled with the brocade quilt on her body and changed her subject: "Inkstone, do you think Beijing or Bai Yujing is better?"
After asking this question, Jiang Jinshuang felt a little stupid.
——Yan Jue doesn’t like people from the capital.
He was rescued by her in Bai Yujing, and he has always stayed in Bai Yujing and never left without permission.
I definitely like Bai Yujing more.
The people outside the window didn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Jinshuang scratched her head and thought about whether to change the topic.
"It used to be Bai Yujing, but now it's the capital."
"Huh?" Jiang Jinshuang was puzzled, "I thought you liked Bai Yujing more."
The cold wind could not blow into her bedroom, and the room was warm and quiet.
"With you, Bai Yujing is the only one."
He doesn't care much where he lives temporarily or where he stays.
As long as he follows her, it doesn't matter whether it's Beijing or Bai Yujing.
——She is Bai Yujing.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
She gave her bleak and bitter fiefdom a title of heaven and earth.
He once asked her, what does Bai Yujing mean?
She said that Bai Yujing means home.
She said that there was her Bai Yujing.
But Yanjue doesn't understand this.
He has no sense of belonging to a place, and he doesn't quite understand why "home" is a place.
For him——
She is his Bai Yujing. (End of chapter)