Yuezhaoyingan

On the soft couch, Ling Yu was reading a book. Zhao An pushed the door open, but he didn't expect that there was Ling Yan inside. Turning his head and thinking about it, he felt that he should have thought of it earlier, and saluted angrily: "Hi, Your Highness, Your Highness, Seventh Highness."

Hearing this address from Zhao'an, Ling Yan glanced at Ling Yu with some embarrassment, Ling Yu smiled, and asked Ji Qing to come in and lead Ling Yan out first, to see if there was anything missing in the new residence.

Mentioning this, Zhao'an's face darkened, and he stood straight at the door, frowning tightly.

Ling Yu raised his eyes from the book, seeing his unhappy appearance, smiled silently, patted the place beside him, and said softly, "Come here."

Zhao'an's complexion improved in an instant, and he slowly moved over, took off his shoes and climbed onto the soft couch, curled up gently beside Ling Yu, with his head resting on Ling Yu's lap, no one spoke.Ling Yu's place is cooler here, and his irritable thoughts gradually calmed down, making Zhao'an feel like he was about to fall asleep, Ling Yu spoke: "Your Highness Seven? Why are you so well-behaved? You didn't know the rules when you beat someone today. So know the rules."

Zhao'an suddenly woke up, turned his body and turned his head to the side. He was silent for a while, and then said sullenly: "I just think he always looks like that, and it's annoying to watch. Can't the family make him feel at ease? Could it be that His Highness Isn't it enough to accompany him?"

After listening, the scroll in Ling Yu's hand didn't stop, but he raised a helpless smile. It's okay for others to say this, but if he said it from Zhong Zhao'an, if Xiang Bing was present, he would laugh his teeth out. And companionship, Ling Yu's time with Zhao'an is far beyond the reach of Ling Yan or anyone else.

"You're just not used to it." Ling Yu shook his head and didn't bother with him, but continued: "So I asked him to move next to you."

Zhao'an froze, sat up and looked at Ling Yu, his face full of incomprehension, the words were all about this, why did they have to be put together, and then he turned his back a little angry.

Ling Yu said: "You have to help me take care of him, he is a very important person to me, you two are similar in age, you should get along well."

Hearing Ling Yu personally say that Ling Yan is very important made him feel very uncomfortable. Zhao'an really wanted to ask, is I important to His Highness?But he couldn't say it after all, and he laughed at his own incompetence in his heart.

He kept silent, turned over and sat down on the bed, bowed his head on the ground, bowed his head and replied: "Of order."

The originally good atmosphere suddenly turned bad.

This temper tantrum also made Ling Yu a little helpless. He reached out to touch the young man, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and he retracted it again.

In fact, Ling Yu is not just for Ling Yan. Zhao An grew up in the mansion, and because of some special reasons, he is rarely released out of the mansion. The life of young people is supposed to make friends and be reckless and frivolous, but Zhao An's friends Basically not, his center is Ling Yu alone. Ling Yu knows that this is not good, but he has never done anything to change everything.But now that Ling Yu had made up his mind, he sighed softly: "Go back, see what you lack, and tell the housekeeper and others to buy it together."

"En." Zhao'an got up but still lowered his eyes, and left the study.

In the blink of an eye, the spring is over, and there is no news about Ling Yu and Qu He's marriage. In just a few months, the Third Prince's Mansion has changed from a bustling city to a deserted one. People speculate whether even this marriage will have problems.If the marriage does not count, it will undoubtedly make Ling Yu worse.

No matter what outsiders say, Qu He should come and go, he is not polite at all, but he never spends the night at the house, and always avoids Ji Qing, even when he mentioned it to Bing and the others, his eyes flashed with loneliness for a moment. .Zhao'an sometimes looks at Qu He who is pretending to be nothing, but he understands why the word "love" hurts people's hearts the most.

In fact, Zhao'an was not too unaccustomed to having one more person in the yard, after all, he was no longer in the same room, just ignore it, and everyone lived in peace.But in this quiet night, Zhao'an, who had failed to fall asleep countless times, couldn't help throwing off the quilt due to the constant coughing from the next door.

"Open the door!" Zhao'an patted the door panel unceremoniously.

The coughing stopped as if being suppressed, and after a while of rustling, Ling Yan opened the door, looked at Zhao'an's angry look, and shrank a little: "Sorry, I disturbed you."

Zhao An didn't get angry enough to glance at him, went straight into the room and picked up the kettle on the table, it turned out to be empty, and then his face turned ugly—in order for them to take care of each other, even Ling Yan's maid in the small courtyard took care of each other. Withdrew, no one shouted at night.

"Are you dumb? If you don't have water, you won't say it sooner." Can't can only turn around and go back to his room, went to bring the kettle over, poured a glass of water and handed it to him: "Drink quickly."

Ling Yan sat at the table and drank it in small sips. The dry and itchy throat was relieved a little. The coughing during the day was much better after taking the medicine, but there was no way to cough again at night. She raised her head and looked carefully. He glanced at Ann and said, "Thank you."

According to Ann, it might be because he was suffering from a cough, his face flushed a little, after thinking about it, he ran back and took out a bottle and handed him a pill: "It will be better if you keep it in your mouth."

Seeing that Ling Yan hesitated and didn't move, Zhao An yawned and didn't wait any longer, and stuffed the pill into his mouth: "Could it be possible to take medicine for you?"

After speaking, he turned around and went back to sleep. This was given by Qu He when he was coughing at night, and it was quite effective for him anyway.

The icy cold feeling really relieved Ling Yan a lot. From the bottom of his heart, Ling Yan wanted to get close to Zhao'an, but Zhao'an hadn't talked to him these days when he moved here, seeing that Zhao'an was about to leave. He summoned up his courage and said, "Thank you for saving me that day."

Zhao'an stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him strangely, and said, "Thank you?" He sneered, and said mercilessly, "You did that on purpose at Sunset Lake, right?"

Hearing this, Ling Yan's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "Sorry."

"I don't care how you look for life and death, but I know that if something happens to you, His Highness and the whole family will suffer, so it's not for you." You can only live if you die, so Zhao'an doesn't want to talk too much with a person who doesn't cherish his life.

"I... didn't want to die." As far as Yu Lingyan was concerned, the previous period was just a change from the small courtyard in the imperial palace to the small courtyard of the Prince's Mansion, but the closest person by his side was Gone, replaced by an old nanny who likes to pinch him secretly.That period of time seemed so long that one day when he was unattended, he walked out of the yard, and when he came back to his senses, it was the icy cold lake water and the boy beside him who was struggling to pull himself up.

"It doesn't matter." It was still cold at night, and Zhao An didn't want to waste time listening to his nonsense, so he walked outside and said as he walked, "Anyway, I don't care about you as much as His Highness and the others do."

This was the truth, so Zhaoan said it very sincerely.

Leaving Ling Yan sitting on the edge alone, the candles flickered on and off.

After that, Zhao'an found that Ling Yan appeared more often beside him, and there was an extra desk for reading and writing in the morning, and the housekeeper taught them together.Zhao An expressed his serious dissatisfaction with this, the primary reason being that Ling Yan was younger than him, and attending classes together delayed progress.

However, after the housekeeper inquired carefully and found that Ling Yan might have read more books, Zhao'an almost broke the pen holder.

In the afternoon, when practicing martial arts with Xiang Bing, there was another figure, who practiced the basics rigorously. Fortunately, Ling Yan didn't know it at all before. Yi, with no distractions, even Xiang Bing praised him for his rapid progress.

Sometimes Ling Yu would go to see them practice martial arts when he was free in the afternoon. Whenever this time, Zhao An would become very conflicted. He was happy to see Ling Yu, but also wondered if Ling Yu came here for Ling Yan. Nine turns and eighteen sorrows, but the fists are swung even more powerfully.

Afterwards, Zhao'an found that traces of Ling Yan began to appear everywhere around him, and a lot of things gradually filled up in the small yard, and the time spent with Ling Yan during the day of studying literature and martial arts was even more than the time when he saw Ling Yu. .Even one day when the housekeeper asked Ling Yan what size shoes he was wearing when he was shopping for shoes, Zhao An answered without thinking, which made him extremely irritable in retrospect—how did he know this.

He also found that Ling Yan is a good learner, and he doesn't like to make up his mind, and always wants to learn everything from himself.

During the routine tailoring of autumn clothes, the housekeeper asked Ling Yan what color he wanted to choose. He didn't even look at the cloth, but said in a low voice, "Choose according to Zhao'an first, and I'll be the same as Zhao'an chooses."

Zhao An was speechless at the side, knowing that he had this virtue, he rolled his eyes and said: "You are a prince, how can your cloth supply be the same as mine, no matter how you choose, it should be the same as His Highness, understand? ?”

Ling Yan didn't know this, her face blushed, and she still mumbled, "Just be the same as Zhao'an."

Zhao An looked like he hated iron for not being strong, and just wanted to tell the butler that Ling Yan should not let Ling Yan choose the same one as him, he couldn't afford it, Ling Yan is a prince, at least he has the airs of a prince, okay?

But before he had time to say it, the butler smiled at Zhao'an: "Your Highness has told you that your clothes are always of the same grade as His Highness, so His Royal Highness's choice is not wrong."

Zhao'an was taken aback, never thought of this before, his face also turned red, but he couldn't say anything.

In this way, there were a lot of clothes of the same color in the closets of the two of them, so that one day Qu He came to their small courtyard, saw Ling Yan waiting in the courtyard at a glance, and touched his shoulders and asked in surprise: "Zhao'an, why are you one size smaller?"

As for Zhaoan who just opened the door, his forehead twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You have such good eyesight, I'm afraid you're going to go blind."

Qu He looked at Ling Yan, then at Zhao'an, and said to Zhao'an solemnly with his chin in his hand: "Sometimes I really suspect that you are actually Brother Yu's illegitimate son."

"..."

It was Zhao An who made the first move that day, and it was he who was tied to the tree by Qu He with hemp rope in the end.Ling Yan was so anxious that his face turned pale, but he still had the courage to beg Qu He to let Zhaoan go.

Qu He looked at Ling Yan's white, clean and cautious little cute appearance, which was completely different from Zhao'an's stinky temperament, and he was in a good mood. He even asked the maid to set up refreshments and fruits, and dragged Ling Yan to let the air dry leisurely. Sun, while telling Ling Yan about his past embarrassment in front of Zhao'an: "Don't look at him with such a temper now, when he was ten years old, he was still clinging to brother Yu and was afraid of sleeping alone..."

Although Ling Yan was very worried about Zhao'an, his curiosity prevailed before Qu He's absolute strength, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Really?"

"That's not..." Qu He chattered on and on, what kind of polite and crying, what kind of eyes are not easy to bet and always lose, what is clingy since childhood, what is hugging her thigh and reluctant to let her go, Add oil and vinegar, some don't.

Zhao'an was still cursing at the side, seeing her getting more and more outrageous, and in the end, all she had to do was roll her eyes.

But that was the first time Zhao An saw Ling Yan laugh out loud, and there was brilliance in his eyes.

Later, Xiang Binglai let him go. Before that, in order to avoid bloodshed, Qu He quickly slipped away, leaving Ling Yan standing by the side with his head bowed, afraid that Zhao An would get angry.

Zhao'an loosened his wrist, his expression changed again and again, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

After getting along with each other, Ling Yan became more cheerful than before, and Ling Yu was obviously relieved a lot. After thinking about it, Zhao An endured it, but he was determined to learn martial arts well, so he went to practice martial arts without saying much. up.

Ling Yu listened to the housekeeper laughing and talking about what happened in the yard. At first, he also thought that Zhao'an would lose his temper, but in fact he didn't.

In fact, Ling Yu's relief is not only from Ling Yan, but also from Zhao'an. He hopes that Zhao'an can integrate into a normal and simple life, has teachers and friends, because there is another child of the same age, and he can clearly feel Zhao'an's love. There is also more vitality in life, laughing and cursing with the shadow of a real young man, including the tolerance and acceptance of Ling Yan, and the constant demand for improvement in martial arts.

Zhaoan never lets herself down.

It's just...the time I spend alone with him is really much less.

Hiding the disappointment in his heart, Ling Yu thought, this is the best for him.