the carriage drove unhurriedly on the road, the hustle and bustle of the beggar festival gradually faded away, and the closer it was to the palace, the more deserted the market became.
the two sat side by side in the carriage, and ning zhiyu leaned on yan iris's shoulder and said something softly to him, but yan iris never responded to him.
"ariel?"
"awful? ......"
ning zhiyu summoned yan zhiyu several times, and yan zhiyu only returned to his senses and turned his head to look at ning zhiyu: "... well? "
ning zhiyu sat up and worried, "what are you thinking?" "
"you've been wandering with me these days, but what problems have you encountered in state affairs?"
yan yi smiled, "no. "
ning zhiyu fixed his handsome side face, and indescribable sadness floated in his heart, always feeling that although this person was sitting next to him, his heart was getting farther and farther away from him.
today, yan zhiyu did not intend to take ning zhiyu out, ning zhiyu begged him for a long time, saying that he wanted to go to the temple fair on the street like an ordinary couple, see the flower lanterns, ning zhiyu rarely wanted anything, yan zhiyu could not bear to refuse, and saw that his spirit was much better after taking the dragon scales in the past few days, so he agreed.
however, from the day xuan long left, his heart never stopped missing.
yan yi knew that he was not right like this, but he couldn't control himself at all, he was just obsessed with xuan long's body at first, he wanted to be happy with him when he got a little closer, and now that xuan long was gone, his heart was vacant, although he would not die, but the face of the dragon in his head lingered, thinking when eating, thinking when sleeping, thinking when dealing with the government, even when he was with ning zhiyu, he couldn't help but think about it frequently.
i know that the deeper i fall into, the deeper my betrayal of ning zhiyu, however, if people can easily control their feelings, where will there be so many idiot men and women who are martyred for love.
don't...... did he really like the dragon?
what about ayu, what about ayu... when yan yi thought of this, his heart tightened fiercely, and just at this moment, ning zhiyu suddenly coughed.
yan yi was shocked in his heart, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to ning zhiyu's lips, ning zhiyu raised his hand to take it, and yan yi gently followed his thin back: "is it uncomfortable?" "
ning zhiyu shook his head, covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed incessantly, the curtain of the carriage was blown up by the wind, and the moonlight coming through the window reflected his face was miserable, and his eyes were scarlet.
yan yi was heartbroken, and ordered the guards driving outside to quickly increase their whips.
ning zhiyu gradually quieted down for a long time, and the white veil moved away from his lips, half red with blood.
yan yi took the towel in his hand and folded it, wiped the blood stains left on ning zhiyu's lips with a clean place, and said dumbly: "i shouldn't have taken you out, it was fine, it must be because the wind blew tonight, and now i am coughing up blood." "
ning zhiyu knew that he was hurting himself, so he laughed, raised his hand to touch yan yi's warm cheek, and comforted: "this body is always good and bad, nothing to worry about, ah yi mo should worry." "
where yan yi was willing to say more serious words, he silently took ning zhiyu into his arms, and ning zhiyu leaned on his shoulder and was speechless for a long time.
"...... ariel. "
when the carriage entered the imperial city, ning zhiyu called him.
yan yi bowed his head, "huh? "
"i rejoice tonight." ning zhiyu said softly.
yan yi smiled, and the bottom of his eyes was soft: "yuanyi is also very happy." "
"awful." ning zhiyu called him again.
"huh?" swallow iris patiently returned.
"if there is a day... you're in love with someone else, don't tell me. "
yan yi's body stiffened slightly: "say what?" "
"nothing."
the corners of ning zhiyu's mouth raised a shallow arc, as if he was talking about what he had eaten tonight. his eyes were as dark as night, and there was a not very hot light burning inside, perhaps because he was in the darkness, the fire seemed to be particularly full of vitality, but it seemed to be extinguished at any time.
"i just want to be happy in the last days of the world."
"if you fall in love with someone else, don't tell me, give me a cup of crane top red, and send me away quietly."
"it would be better to feed me and drink it with your own hands, and to die in your arms... i rejoice too. "
yan yi saw the smile on ning zhiyu's face, felt glaring, but also felt panicked, tightened his arms to hold people tightly in his arms, and said dryly: "you are really sick for too long, even your brain is not very clear, you always like such nonsense." "
"but you will not abandon you, you are the queen of yuan, no matter what you become, you will continue to love you."
"the words of giving poison and wine can be said, are you deliberately trying to make you unhappy and make you sad?"
ning zhiyu tightened his clothes and blushed, "no..."
where he was willing to make yan iris sad.
he just couldn't accept that the only person in the world who treated him well would leave him, and if there was a day when he would rather be a blind man with bright eyes, he would rather be a fool with a clear head.
what is more terrible about dying than dying is to watch a loved one go against him, and if a person has no hope, death is a very easy thing.
yan yi stroked ning zhiyu's back and said in a warm voice, "i know that your mind is sensitive, you have been sick for a long time, and it is easy to think wildly." "
"i don't blame you."
"if you are tired, go to sleep, there is a fall."
ning zhiyu couldn't help but have the urge to cry, this person obviously treated him so gently, how could he suspect that yan yi had changed his heart, maybe he was really sick and confused, he loved to think wildly, hurt himself, and also hurt his ah yi.
"hmm." ning zhiyu wrapped his arms around yan yi's waist, leaned on his shoulders, closed his eyes, and tears slid out of the corners of his eyes.
the carriage stopped outside the luanfeng palace, yan yi got out of the car with ning zhiyu in her arms, and when she entered the temple ning zhiyu woke up, yan yi put the person lightly on the bed, pulled ning zhiyu's hand and spoke for a while, coaxed the people to sleep, and then left to deal with today's accumulated government affairs.
yan yi had not returned to the qiankun palace for several days, and at night he either stayed in the luan feng palace or spent the night on the small bed in the imperial study, as long as he returned to the place where he had lived with xuan long, he felt that his heart was empty and lonely, and it was difficult to sleep.
he didn't expect that a mere demon beast could leave such a heavy mark in his heart, just like the scratch marks left by the sword through the wall, and even the most profound traces could be perfectly repaired by skilled craftsmen, but what once existed would not be erased forever with the calm of the surface wind and waves.
in the imperial study, yan yi sat behind the table, looking at the music on the table, the wolf in his hand was not falling, and the ink of the pen tip dripped on the music chapter, pasting the words on the top into a ball.
yan yi suddenly returned to his senses, looking around, the huge imperial study was empty, he was alone, the loneliness and quiet unique to the dark night completely drowned him, and suddenly remembered the clumsy dragon.
although the dragon is stupid, he treats him really well, will try to coax him when he is angry, will not say anything beautiful, and will only use actions to prove his sincerity.
yan yi originally thought that he was not rare xuan long's true heart, he loved someone was ayu, what to do with xuan long's true heart, he still felt superfluous before, but now... today, it's still a burden.
he can't renege on his promise with ayu...
yan yi put down the wolf in his hand and took out the iris jade pendant from his chest, which was the one he gave to xuan long as a promise of love, and xuan long did not take it with him when he left, leaving it on the table in the side hall of the qiankun palace.
it was funny to say, when choosing this jade pendant, yan yi had never used any heart, and casually asked the eunuch to go to the treasury to pick it, he just took a piece of it and sent it to him, telling xuan long that it was carefully selected, so he coaxed him to be so happy that he even pulled out the reverse scales and gave it to him.
now that the dragon was gone, yan yi instead took this meaningless jade pendant in his arms and took it out to see it from time to time.
when he looked at this jade pendant, he always wondered if xuan long had this jade pendant like him, and his fingertips carefully rubbed the lines on his head to miss him.
no matter how confused he was, no one answered him.
the dragon has left.
the sky is high and the sea is wide, where will he go, will he return to the ancient pool of a thousand years, or will he find a place that no one knows, hide quietly, so that he cannot find it.
an inexplicable sadness surged in yan yi's heart, and he raised his hand, trying to smash the jade pendant in his hand on the ground, breaking his own thoughts that he shouldn't have, but he felt unwilling.
the reverse scale was introduced to ning zhiyu by his medicine, and the only connection he had with xuan long was this jade pendant, which actually meant little to him, but this jade pendant contained the affection that the two had had.
even if that affection actually seems ridiculous to anyone.
in the end, yan yi still took his hand back, but somehow, his hand could not be clenched, and the jade pendant slipped from his hand very quickly and smashed on the hard table.
jade crush.
yan yi hurriedly picked up the jade pendant, trying to piece together the broken jade pieces the size of the finger cover, but he couldn't do anything, he was uneasy in his heart, and shouted loudly.
"chen yan!"
"chen yan!"
chen yan came in, saw that he looked anxious, and carefully leaned over and asked, "emperor, what's wrong?" "
"if you look at this jade pendant, can it be restored to its original form?" yan yi said urgently.
chen yan looked at it for a moment and said truthfully, "emperor, this jade is broken, i'm afraid it can't be restored, even if it is repaired, it will leave traces." "
"isn't there a lot of jade fall treasury similar to this, and you shouldn't be in such a hurry?"
"it's not the same... not the same. yan yi murmured, and an ominous premonition faintly appeared in his heart.
this is the promise gift he gave to xuan long, and since it is a promise letter, it is naturally unique, and how can it be the same next to it.
in the future, when he found xuan long, he would also return this jade pendant to him, and what he had sent out, there was no reason to take it back.
at this moment, yan yi didn't think anything, and the only thought that appeared in his mind was such a thought.
however, it is difficult to break the mirror, and the same is true of broken jade.
unless the immortals were alive, this jade would not be able to return to its original form.
just like broken feelings, even if they do more later, it is difficult to be the same as before.
this night, yan yi had that dream again, and when he woke up in the morning, he cried and wet his pillow, and he indulged in the sadness of that extinction for a long time, and he couldn't extricate himself, even if he ran to the luan feng hall to hold ning zhiyu in his arms, he couldn't feel stable.
unable to understand why, he blamed everything on the fact that heaven had found him guilty, so he used this intense pain to warn him and warn him to be kind to his lover.