Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

It may have snowed outside the house again, or it may have stopped. Qingping never heard the wind again. She put the lamp on the ground, took out a book from the shelf, flipped through a few pages, and after reading a paragraph, she found that it was still snowing. seen.

She squatted down, reached into the bottom layer and touched another book, shaking off the dust on the cover, then she sat on the ground leaning on the bookshelf, brought the lamp closer, and read carefully.

Looking at how much time has passed, she has already placed two or three books beside her, and the bottom row of bookshelves are mostly books that she has never read, which can be used to kill time.She also revisited some of the books she had read in the pages of the book. It was a completely different feeling when she read it again after decades. She didn't dare to think deeply.When alone, she should avoid thinking too much, she is afraid that she will lose her mind like that day, and even she will forget who she is, thinking that she has come to a dead end.

But so far in life, there is no end.

She was alone here, the windows were sealed and the door was locked.She hadn't tried it, but wanted to know.Books are the most common thing in the house, so read them.It can not only dispel those bad thoughts, but also think about things calmly.She didn't think it was a pleasure in suffering, at least it wasn't a hardship, and she didn't believe that Chu Jun could lock her up for the rest of her life.

After reading the books one by one, Qingping fell asleep leaning against the bookshelf, feeling drowsy.After resting with her eyes closed for a while, she vaguely heard footsteps, and she knew who it was without even thinking about it. She refused to open her eyes, but there was a rustling sound in her ears, and the man seemed to sit down beside her.

Qingping suddenly woke up from the drowsy drowsiness. The person beside her reached out to take a book she had read, and the sound of the pages turning was very clear: "How about this book...?"

Qingping opened his eyes to look at her, Chu Jun was wearing court clothes, his complexion was a little pale, there was a tired look between his brows, he stopped in mid-air with a page between his fingers, and looked at her sideways, as if he was waiting for Qingping's answer.

Qingping twisted a few pages, turned to one, slid his hand vertically, and said: "It's not that good, only this sentence can be read in the whole book."

Chu Jun laughed immediately, closed the book and put it aside, said: "I also felt the same way when I read it before. I was full of righteous words, but it was actually nonsense."

She flipped through a few more books, and wanted to ask Qing Ping how about the book, Qing Ping answered them one by one, then Chu Jun stood up, bent down to pull her up, and said to her: "Let's eat."

At the end of the study is a door, open it and walk a few steps, it is the bedroom where she woke up before.I don't know when the food was put on the table, but it was still Qingping's favorite dishes, and the two of them sat and ate without any extra words.

As if Qingping didn't say anything, Chu Jun didn't mention it either. Many things didn't seem to happen, and they lived together as usual, and there was not much difference from before.

This is the seventh day of her entering the palace, Qingping thought silently in her heart.She always remembers the time very firmly, and reads it several times a day, not daring to let herself forget it casually.

The meal was like chewing wax, and I didn't know what it was like.Qingping put down his chopsticks and was about to leave, Chu Jun asked, "Where are you going?"

Qingping didn't answer, but she continued to say: "Sit down and finish it with me."

Sitting back at the table, Chu Jun picked up the dishes slowly, and it seemed that he couldn't finish eating in a short while.Qingping looked at the blue and white patterns on the sides of the dishes and was a little lost in thought, but heard Chu Jun ask: "The dishes don't suit your taste?"

"Very good, I just don't have any appetite." Qing Ping replied.

After finishing his meal, Chu Jun said, "Go and pick out some books, and follow me to review the notebooks."

Qingping silently followed behind her, randomly picking a few books from the bookshelf, Chu Jun seemed to have temporarily moved the office here, and Qingping sat beside her when she was grading papers. In short, no matter what, Qingping must be there It was within her line of sight, as long as she looked up, she could see it.

Except for going to court during the day, Chu Jun would stay here, whether it was reviewing papers or resting, she would always keep Qingping in check.

Qing Ping sat down at the side table, their appearance now is actually similar to when they were in the palace in the past.Everyone is doing their own things without interfering with each other.Chu Jun seemed to just want to keep an eye on her, so Qingping just let her go. After all, it was someone else's territory, and she knew it in her heart.

In fact, just looking at Chu Jun’s commentary, you can see some interesting things. If she frowned, it means that the matter in this notebook is quite tricky; .Some booklets seem to be stamped with a seal, but it is not a commonly used seal. Qingping saw that the seal was placed in a box, and he only took it out when it was needed.

Sensing her gaze, Chu Jun picked up a booklet and said, "Want to see it?"

Qing Ping shook his head, Chu Jun said again: "There are paper, ink, brush and inkstone on the table, if nothing else, just write."

Turning over a few pages of the book in his hand, Qing Ping said: "It's not as good as before, I'm ashamed of His Majesty's previous teaching, it's better not to write."

Chu Jun heard the words but smiled and said nothing.

When Chu Jun's papers were approved, he took a bath and changed clothes, and then went back to his room to rest.She moved very quickly and came out in a short while. Qingping slept in the bed, with the quilt rolled up and her back facing Chu Jun, thinking that she might be the first person who dared to point her butt at the emperor.Chu Jun stretched out his hand to pull her quilt, shaking her out of the quilt, the two rolled together, their hot lips pressed against the hollow of Qingping's collarbone, she was unmoved by it, just stared at the curtain hanging from the top of the bed in a daze.

Chu Jun made a movement of his hands, and his shortness of breath gradually eased. He lowered his head and rubbed his lips against Qingping's ear, flattening and compacting her, and her hair was entangled on the pillow, which was even better than the lingering situation in the past.

Qingping rolled up the quilt and turned his back to her neatly, and then his back warmed up, Chu Jun buried his head on her neck, Qingping smelled the clear fragrance in her hair, reached out to hold her hand, and asked: "Mr. You sent me a letter with only two sentences in it, did you leave it to me later?"

The bed curtain fell, and the dark blue light shone into the tent. Chu Jun hugged her and sighed long, as if he had found an opportunity to talk, and they finally talked about the past calmly: "...I Tell you to come back, don't go to Xirong again, I didn't expect you to turn back in the end."

Qingping turned around, put his head against her, and asked in a low voice: "Really, I thought you just wanted me to be more determined..."

Chu Jun touched her temples, looked at the dark blue light reflected in her eyes, and said unconsciously, "What are you determined to do?"

Qing Ping looked at her for a while, then smiled suddenly, and said in a brisk voice: "Seeing that I have come to a dead end, is it true?"

Chu Jun took a breath, tightened his arms around her, and said with difficulty: "The battle in Yunzhou was full of twists and turns, and many things were unexpected, you—"

Qingping listened silently, Chu Jun closed his eyes and kissed the tip of her nose, before saying after a long time: "Sending you to Xirong is the thing I regret most in this life."

Qingping asked: "But if you do it again, you will still do it, right?"

Chu Jun smiled, with dark eyes in his eyes, and replied, "Yes."

Qingping breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved in his heart, resting his head on her neck and saying: "...Thank you for telling me the truth."

Chu Jun's knuckles turned white, and then he relaxed, with an indistinguishable expression, he patted Qingping's back and said, "Go to sleep."

In the middle of the night, Qingping slowly opened her eyes, broke free from Chu Jun's arms, and rolled to the side.Seeing that Chu Jun was breathing steadily, she knew that she was asleep, so she stepped over her carefully, stepped on the quilt, lifted a corner of the bed curtain, and got out of bed quietly.

She first passed by the table pretending to drink water, the candle in the lamp seemed to be burning to the end, leaving only a faint light.She opened the door and left the room, took the lamp she had hidden during the day from the bookshelf, and came to the place where Chu Jun put on her folds at night, looking for something lightly.

After a while, she found the letter she wanted in the pile of papers, the paper that the emperor replied to Chenzhou Mansion.If the matter reported by the booklet is more important, the emperor will attach a paper to instruct to return it. She picked out the vermilion pen that Chu Jun often used from the pen stand, opened the cinnabar clay box, picked out a little at the corner and melted it, dipped it in, Looking at the handwriting left by Chu Junzhi, after thinking deeply, the impression deepened, and he picked up a pen and added a new line behind the white paper. This line of writing was almost fake, and it was almost exactly the same as what Chu Junzhi left behind.Qing Ping was sweating profusely as she wrote, and only heard a quick heartbeat, but she still calmly added her name to the list of Chenzhou officials dispatched by the imperial court.After thinking about it, she still felt that it was not safe, so she lowered her head to look for Chu Jun's seal in the drawer.

With two drawers, but neither.Qingping was a little puzzled, but worried that Chu Jun would wake up midway, so she read the instructions on the notebook again, carefully compared the handwriting of the two, and when she saw that there were no major mistakes, she closed the notebook and put it back.At this time, a hand protruded from her right shoulder, and the slender fingertips gently pressed the memorial, Qingping's heart skipped a beat, and he bit his lips tightly.

Chu Jun's voice sounded behind her: "Are you looking for this?"

That hand passed her eyes, took the paperweight on the table, and opened it in front of her. It turned out that it was not a paperweight, but a seal.

Chu Jun brushed the two lines of handwriting she wrote with his fingertips, and said lightly: "That's right, the writing is very good."

Sweat gradually rose on Qingping's forehead, but Chu Jun picked out the vermilion pen she had used just now, opened her hand and put it in, held her hand and took another piece of white paper, and began to write, the content It is almost the same as the one on the notebook just now, and then a seal is stamped at the end of the memorial.

Qingping finally saw clearly at this moment, it turned out to be a phoenix bird with full feathers.

The vermilion pen landed on the paper with a bang, and the booklet fell off the table with a clatter. Qingping was pressed down on the table by Chu Jun, who looked down at her from above.

Chu Jun's chest rose and fell, and the hand pressing her shoulders increased a little bit of strength. Qingping was in pain, his brows were furrowed, Chu Jun's hand slid across her face, and he said hoarsely: "Why?"

Qingping was very calm at the moment, smiled at her and replied: "Whether you go to Yunzhou or Chenzhou, I don't regret it."

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