Chapter 25
The setting sun has set, and the yellow willows in Kyoto seem to be covered with a layer of veil. Looking away, the lanterns on the street have been hung high one after another.
I don't know because of the change in identity, but Zhao Yan's mentality has also changed a lot as a monarch.
In the past, he also liked to recite poetry, draw, write, and compose poems.
The matter of enthronement made him very busy, and it was rare for two days to have leisure time. It happened to be the Kyoto Lantern Festival, so he thought about going out for a walk.
Now that Shen Zhu in the palace is sealed, although it is not his original intention, he is too lazy to care. For some reason, he lost interest in Shen Zhu more and more, and he even felt bored seeing her delicate makeup face every day.
Last night, he also lost his temper because he favored the palace maid and he really became more and more presumptuous.
Zhao Yan thought about walking around the street to relax, and inadvertently saw a girl in a purple dress.
The young girl's white face was covered with a veil, and her watery eyes were like a fairy falling into the mundane world.
Just as he was about to ask, he saw an acquaintance.
Zhao Yan watched Zhao Sui take the girl into his arms naturally, with a friendly demeanor. He suppressed the disappointment in his eyes and nodded in greeting: "Fourth Uncle..."
Although he didn't intend to, he stared directly at Zhao Sui's arms. people.
The hazy spun yarn couldn't see the figure clearly, but Yingying's slender waist was tightly restrained, and it seemed that he could hold it all the time.
He was a little moved: "I don't know who this is..."
How could Zhao Sui not see the man's filthy thoughts.
He sneered, his eyes were so cold that he wanted to kill someone, and his voice was gloomy: "My nephew is laughing, your fourth aunt has a naughty personality, so I won't recommend it today."
Zhao Sui was about to leave, and Shen Ci in his arms could only be passive. Being carried by someone, and then desperately trying to hear something from the conversation between the two.
The least we can know is that this person may be Zhao Sui's nephew.
But she was so ugly that she was introduced like this.
Zhao Yan was a little anxious: "Fourth Uncle! It's rare to meet today. Why don't we go to the teahouse opposite to gather. I think my uncle and nephew have not been so leisurely for a long time.
" People."
Zhao Sui left without waiting for him to speak, and left with Shen Ci in his arms, Zhao Yan's face was a little bad, and his eyes kept staring at the distant backs of several people.
The girl's figure seems to have merged with the man, and the purple gauze looks like a match made in heaven.
Zhao Yan somewhat spurned the current self, liked the new and disliked the old, and even had such dirty thoughts about his aunt.
Ling Feng was right next to him, and his face was a little ugly: "Master, the lord doesn't take you too seriously now."
Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes and showed no expression.
He has only just stood his ground now. Although he ascended the throne as the emperor, most of the military power is still in the hands of Zhao Sui.
Although Zhao Sui now has no intention of imperial power, he will not be able to protect it in the future. Although he is close to Zhao Sui, his brothers in front of the power clearly settle accounts, and it is false to say that he is not worried.
He pursed his lips and raised his eyes as if looking from a distance, only to see Zhao Sui's small head exposed at the crook of his arms, and those curious eyes stared at him blinking.
Zhao Yan was stunned for a while, until Ling Feng called him to slowly recover.
He instructed in a deep voice: "Go, secretly find someone to find the portrait of Princess Jingnan." After thinking about it, he felt a little worried: "By the way, go and find Shen Ci's portrait as well."
Ling Feng said: Suspecting him, he nodded.
"What are you looking at?"
Zhao Sui pinched the back of the girl's small head and forced the two to face each other.
There was still fear in his heart, the scene just now was really dangerous.
Although Zhao Yan didn't know Shen Ci, he had seen people on the boat, even if he was only covered in veil, he must have had an impression.
Compared with the man's worries, Shen Ci didn't even know what Zhao Yan looked like, and she complained a little: "Why don't you let me see your nephew?"
She thought, the only thing she could explain was.
It must be the big villain Zhao Sui who cares about her too much, and his nephew is more handsome than him, so he has a sense of crisis.
Shen Ci felt a lot happier when she thought about it this way. She curled her lips and teased: "Do you think your nephew is better-looking than you, that's why you care so much?"
Zhao Sui heard her crisp laughter, and the bottom of her eyes But it was cold, and it was rare that she did not return to her.
Shen Ci's words were like a needle, stabbing the soft part of his heart with bursts of pain.
No matter his past or present life, what he feared most was Zhao Yan's position in her heart.
What is it like now? Let him know that no matter how hard he tries, Zhao Sui will never be able to replace Zhao Yan's weight in Shen Ci's heart.
Shen Ci secretly poked and realized that there was something wrong with Zhao Sui today, wondering if what she just said had irritated him, and stretched out her small hand to pull his sleeve.
"Red lapel, you take your lady around." The
purple brocade robe slipped from the fingertips, leaving Shen Ci feeling a little lost for no reason.
The fine willows along the riverside in Kyoto have been hung with lanterns, and the hawkers’ clamor has also rang out one after another, which sounded particularly lively.
However, for the first time, Shen Ci felt that she was out of tune with this strange world.
One night, Shen Ci lowered her head and turned aimlessly. The excitement around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She stood at the embankment and stared at the lanterns in the river for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.
Time flies fast. When I went back, it was a lot late, so Shen Ci had no interest, and it wasn't too late. The only difference was that Zhao Sui didn't come back.
When approaching Yaolu, Shen Ci couldn't bear the doubts in her heart and opened her mouth: "Wu Jin, where is your lord?"
"Back to wangfei, the lord returned to the mansion to review the memorial, and said it was something important."
Shen Ci lowered her eyes , Depressed and do not want to speak.
When there is really only one person, I feel how lively two people are.
Shen Ci returned to the medicine house in frustration, only to find that the room was even more deserted.
It was already dark, and no one was lighting the lights in the room. As soon as I arrived at the door, someone came to report: "Madam, Doctor Xiyue sent some peach blossoms this afternoon. I don't know what to do with it?"
She thought for a while: "Send Come in, and make a few more dishes by the way."
She thought, it's better to have two drinks with the moon so cold, and it's not lonely if you think about it.
After the wine and dishes were served, Shen Ci felt much better.
In the past, I used to drink alone, and that feeling was mostly pleasant, but now I feel a little sentimental.
She poured herself a glass of wine, originally just wanting to take a few sips, but the mellow aroma of the mouth and the aroma of the wine made her feel stimulated.
Shen Ci smiled and said to herself, "This wine tastes so good!" Then he drank a glass.
The taste is so good that Shen Ci is a little greedy for cups. Fortunately, her drinking capacity is not bad, and she only felt a little dizzy after drinking that pot of wine.
But after a while, she felt that her face was very hot, her body was also very hot, and her mind began to be chaotic.
The picture in front of her was a little blurry, Shen Ci shook her head, poured herself a glass of water, and took a sip before she felt the warmth in her heart dissipate.
But her body was too hot, and after a while, a dense fine sweat broke out from her forehead.
Shen Ci tugged at the clothes on her body irritably, chaotically pulling her clothes, making her whole person look messy and dejected.
When Zhao Sui entered the door, the strong aroma of the wine made him frown, and before he could ask, he saw Shen Ci wobbly standing in front of the bed pulling his clothes.
The girl's light purple gauze skirt was half fading, and because the waist was not pulled back, the top could reveal half of her fragrant, tender and fair jade shoulders, which was very attractive.
Zhao Sui quickly took off his coat and wrapped it up, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why did you drink so much wine?
" Struggling: "Let go... Me! Zhao Sui, you bastard! I... hic... I hate you!"
Zhao Sui was a little helpless, but more distressed, this little girl was drunk and couldn't speak clearly , scolding him is quite neat.
He could only coax patiently: "Ruan Ruan, be nice, you're drunk."
"I'm not your Ruan Ruan! I'm not, I'm not!"
Shen Ci lost control of her emotions, and her soft voice brought some tears, He struggled hard in Zhao Sui's arms.
"Zhao Sui, you've identified the wrong person. I'm not the person you're looking for, no."
Zhao Sui regretted in her heart, thinking that she was too harsh on her, and it was clear that Shen Ci in this life would not know it at all. He remembered what happened in his last life, but he couldn't help but talk about it.
He sincerely admitted his mistake to the person in his arms, bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows: "I was wrong." He kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse and inaudible: "Forgive me, okay?" The
man's voice seemed to be bewitching, Little by little, she seduced Shen Ci's vague consciousness, and she began to hear a little, and only the man's thin half-open lips were in sight.
She slowly pasted it along her consciousness.