Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words " Lovely Kiss ".

"You all go down..." she ordered the palace people around her.

The palace people retreated one after another, and there were only two people left outside the palace door. There was the sound of the night wind blowing the grass in the distance, but it was even more quiet. Covered in the clear moonlight, he slowly walked in front of her.

"Mu Wenling..." He looked at her, opened his lips slightly, and read out these three words one by one. His attitude was unclear, whether he was happy or angry. He paused for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Really?"

She raised her head and met his eyes. He stood in front of her, blocking the moonlight behind her, making her eyes as unpredictable as the still water in deep water.

"What do you want to say?" Yan Qing tried hard to sound calm and calm.

He lowered his head, but did not look at her again. No matter how calm he pretended to be, he still revealed the pain in his eyes.

"Qingqing, you want me to marry her?"

That day in Qingsi Palace, every move she made was abnormal. Today in Yaohua Palace, he heard every word of her words. How did she move? His thoughts were obvious, so how could he not guess it.

Intellectually, he could understand her purpose, but in his heart, he couldn't figure out why she did this. He couldn't believe that she really wanted him to marry someone else...

Yan Qing replied calmly: "What does it matter what I think? Mr. I really need a beautiful woman by my side. If the husband doesn't like the daughter of the Mu family, there are many suitable women in Beijing. I guess there will be someone who can catch the eye of the husband."

Hearing this, Jiang Weiren actually laughed, and the smile was faint. It stopped on his lips, with a bit of romance and a bit of bitterness.

"I understand..." he whispered, and looked up at her after speaking, "What you want is for me to marry you. No matter whether it is Mu Wenling or any woman in the world, anyone can do it, right?"

"Of course ?" If it's the person you like." She pretended to answer calmly, but she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

Jiang Weiren nodded lightly, and then said: "I do have my heart set on something. If I say it, can the empress really be the master?"

Yan Qing was startled by his question, his expression was slightly stagnant, and he still Before he had time to answer him, Jiang Weiren spoke again: "Just now in the palace, the queen said that I am alone, and there is no one around me who knows the warmth and coldness." He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a kind of blurred tenderness in the night. , "Also, I have no children..."

His voice was low, so he leaned closer, "Since the queen wants to be considerate, why bother others..."

His low voice was even more pronounced with the night wind at this moment. Lingering, but the words he said made Yan Qing's heart skip a beat.

She suddenly raised her head, stared at him with her eyes wide open, and said angrily: "Jiang Weiren, how brave are you!"

The smile on Jiang Weiren's lips was even bigger, and he only stared at her angry look at the moment, as if in his eyes, The way she looks when she's angry is a pleasing sight.

"The person who untied the bell must tie the bell. Don't you know who I am now alone?"

Yan Qing's eyes completely turned cold. "It has nothing to do with me, so why do you need to know?"

Jiang Weiren's eyes dimmed slightly, and he looked at the eaves not far away. The palace lanterns hanging from the bottom were connected in a string, and the candlelight reflected in his eyes, with an indescribable sadness.

"No matter whether I have made good or bad decisions in my life, I have no regrets," he lowered his voice. "There is only one thing that I still regret..."

He paused, as if that The decision made it difficult for him to even mention it again.

"Stop talking..." Yan Qing replied, shaking his head.

Yan Qing wanted to avoid it, so she subconsciously stepped back and stumbled. Jiang Weiren, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out his hand to hold her around the waist.

As soon as his hand tightened, Yan Qing fell into his arms. She came to her senses and broke away.

Jiang Weiren looked at her appearance at this moment and felt convinced. If she could really face the past calmly, why didn't she dare to listen to him talk about it? If she couldn't face it calmly, then she hadn't completely let go of herself.

He thought of her rushing back to Beijing from Xiuling, of her suddenly summoning Mu Wenling into the palace, and at this moment he had the idea of ​​asking Mu Wenling to marry him.

Is everything just a coincidence?

Suddenly, Jiang Weiren's eyes lit up and he grabbed her wrist. He exerted force on his hand and pulled her back to him. He lowered his head, stared at her with burning eyes and asked softly: "Qingqing... what happened that night in Xiuling? You remember, right?"

Yan Qing tried his best to hide the panic in his heart and tried to calm down. At this moment, he didn't even bother to care about him being pulled in front of him so rudely, so he could only calmly answer: " What are you talking about? Nothing happened in Xiuling. I'm afraid your husband is overthinking it..."

She thought she had no flaws, but she didn't know that her ears were red, which was clearly visible even under the faint moonlight.

Jiang Weiren laughed again, but this time, there was unconcealable joy in his smile. But he didn't dare to let her see it, and quickly suppressed his smile, pretending to be calm while nodding, and whispered softly, "I guess you really can't remember anything..."

Yan Qing could see him as soon as he raised his head. His jaw suddenly realized that he was so close to him. In anger, he pushed away with all his strength and said angrily: "Jiang Weiren, don't force me to alert the imperial guards. If you are so overstepping, I'm afraid you have forgotten my subordinate's rights." Identity!"

He didn't care at all about her threats. He took a step closer and said slowly: "Since I can't remember it, I'll help you remember it, okay?"

Yan Qing hasn't had time yet. After understanding the meaning of his words, Jiang Weiren saw a shadow covering her, one hand passing behind her, and the other holding the back of her head, as if he had planned it for a long time, he was calm and leisurely but only in a flash. In a moment, he leaned forward and kissed her.

Mr. Jiang has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child. He can quickly master anything after being exposed to it. That night, someone pushed him down on the bed and kissed him until he was weak and unable to move. It was the most useless time in his life.

Of course Yan Qing's kissing skills weren't very good, but at the time she was in a state of disbelief and had no scruples. Later, she sucked until the back of his tongue was numb, accidentally hitting him, and making him so intoxicated that he almost lost his mind.

Every time Mr. Jiang recalls it, all kinds of feelings are always stagnated in his heart, and he learns from it painfully. This time, of course, he cannot repeat the shame of the past.

Yan Qing was completely dumbfounded at first, but when she wanted to break away, she was tightly held in his arms. His lips and tongue blocked all her exclamations and words. Soon, she had no time to pay attention to him anymore.

As Jiang Weiren expected, Yan Qing remembered what happened that night. Although it was not clear, she remembered who the person beside her was and what he did with her.

This moment overlapped with the memories of that night, their lips and tongues were touching, his breath filled her nose, her chest was rising and falling, and finally, as if giving in, she wrapped her hands around his neck.

It was when it felt like Yan Qing was out of breath that Jiang Weiren finally moved his lips away. Yan Qing's eyes were blurred at the moment. Her lips were turned red by him just now, and she looked so pitiful. Jiang Weiren looked at it, then came forward again and kissed her lips with great affection.

Yan Qing had softened into a ball, like a handful of water in his arms. This time he was no longer anxious. He kissed the corners of her lips for a while, and traced her teeth with his tongue. She seemed to be struggling, but also seemed to be addicted. She whispered softly in the gap between breathing, and Jiang Weiren couldn't resist the sound.

When he was finally willing to let her go, an unknown amount of time passed. He kept holding her in his arms and refused to let go.

When Jiang Weiren lowered his head to look at her again, he found that her eyes were full of tears.

"Qingqing," he held her face and wiped her tears with the sleeves of his robe, while whispering, "What I regret will never happen again. Since I have worked hard to walk away from you How can you let someone else be around you in such a close position? Whether you like it or not, I won't let you go again..."

Until Chengyu left, Yan Qing never said a word, and Jiang Weiren watched her go. The figure completely disappeared into the night, and Xiao Huangmen beside him asked cautiously: "Sir, are you leaving the palace and returning home at this moment?"

"No," he replied calmly, "Just stay in the duty room of Wenyuan Pavilion. "

When Jiang Weiren was lying on the bed, what kept popping up in his mind was not the beauty tonight, but Yan Qing's tears.

Along the way from Yaohua Palace to Wenyuan Pavilion at Meridian Gate, he slowly calmed down and understood who her tears were for.

If he guessed correctly, it was for the late emperor.

This is also the reason why she suddenly wants to marry him. He understands Yan Qing's temperament. She wants to cut off the entanglement with him, wants to pretend that nothing has happened, and wants him and herself to die to each other. Heart.

I also want to really forget about the past with him.

Destiny really likes to play tricks on people. She mustered up the courage first in the past, but he pushed her away. This time, when he wanted to get closer, she wanted to escape so much.

They have all changed, they are no longer the same as before.

If it were in the past, he would have followed the moral education and not dare to overstep it. As long as he could watch her and protect her from a distance, it would be fine.

In the twenty-fourth year of Chenghua's reign, he returned to Beijing from Ganzhou and rode his horse all night long. However, he looked at the red lanterns all over the ground and the red lanterns hanging high outside the Prince's Palace. He couldn't even let her wedding sedan in. See.

He lived a rough life in the first half of his life. He was poor at a young age, studied hard in poverty, lost his father at the age of 20, and was punished with a cane for angering the emperor not long after he entered the capital. Before he could develop his ambitions, he was demoted due to party disputes, and he relapsed again. But they were far away outside the Great Wall, facing each other with swords and swords, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart when he saw her marrying someone else.

It is not a moment of despair, but a lifetime of torture like maggots.

Jiang Weiren remembered that before Shi Fang passed away, he had just been transferred back to Beijing from Ganzhou. He received news that she was seriously ill as soon as the transfer order arrived. But by the time he rushed back to Beijing, she was already dying.

He took care of her in front of the sickbed with nothing to do, and could not keep her alive as the days passed by. That day he fed her medicine, carefully lifted her up, and leaned her in his arms.

Xue Shifang's complexion has faded, and drinking the medicine will be of no use at all. She studied medicine with her father since she was a child, and there was nothing she didn't understand. It was just to reassure him, so she drank all the medicine with difficulty day by day.

The two had been married for several years, and it seemed from the outside that they were in unison. Jiang Weiren treated her well, but only Xue Shifang knew what was between them.

"Husband..." She finished drinking the medicine, leaned against his chest and spoke softly.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked.

She smiled and shook her head, looking up with nostalgia in her eyes, as if she wanted to look at him a few more times.

"I know that my husband and I are not suitable..." she said slowly.

He was stunned, and then said with a sullen look, "What are you talking about?!" But seeing her weak look, he softened his voice again and said apologetically, "I owe you."

Since getting married, it was his mother who After his death, he later returned to Beijing and was busy with official duties all day long. Later, he went to Ganzhou and could not see each other for a year. The husband and wife were supposed to be close relatives, but there was a lingering feeling between them. of alienation.

Being busy with official duties seems to be a legitimate reason, but Jiang Weiren himself knows that he has never had a heart-to-heart with his wife.

After hearing what he said, Xue Shifang shook her head and said to him: "The incompatibility is not just about status and talent. My husband and I are not compatible because the person in my heart is my husband, but I know that the person in my husband's heart is not me." ."

Her words made Jiang Weiren lower his head and apologized to her even more.

Xue Shifang knew how he was feeling at the moment and stretched out her hand to touch his face, "I am not saying this to make you feel guilty, but I want to tell you..."

Jiang Weiren looked down at her. Xue Shifang had tears in her eyes, but her eyes were calm. Frank said, "I want to tell my husband that only when two people are in love can they be compatible."

There was a thunder in his heart, but that was the confusion in his heart. He always thought that the best match was not a match of the same family.

He is not worthy of Yan Qing because his family background is too humble and he may not be able to make a difference in his entire life. However, due to his father's kindness and the relationship with the Shen family, Shen Zhu could become an official of the Six Departments in his twenties. This was a huge difference. It was naturally better for Yan Qing to be with Shen Zhu than to be with him.

But it turned out that he was wrong...

"Husband," Xue Shifang held his hand, "After I leave, I hope that my husband will follow his own wishes. If my husband marries another person after me, I hope that it will be my husband's true love." The one you love. "

Two people who don't love each other will never be happy if they stay together reluctantly.

Only when two people are in love are they worthy of each other. That's what he understood at that time.

Life is so short in a hurry, but days and nights are so long.

He and Yan Qing had already wasted too much time in the past. Now that he was so close to her, of course he would not give up again.

It's enough to taste the pain of losing her once.