Qi Huang

Snow is still falling.

The high platform they sat on was originally used for viewing—but that was when the weather was fine, and no one had ever climbed it on a snowy morning to catch the cold.

Xie Xuan sat beside Qin Ting, the hand holding the umbrella was chilled by the cold wind, numbness and stiffness started from the fingertips, and spread to the arm hidden in the sleeve.He thought in a trance, in this cold weather, he should continue his life around the stove in the house. He was kicked by a donkey in the head so he sat on this high platform to suffer from the cold wind.

But when he saw that Qin Ting was in a low mood, even if he wiped away his tears, he couldn't hide his sadness, so he had to persuade himself again, that he should sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.

After drinking a jar of wine, not only did Qin Ting no longer feel drunk, but his eyes became still clear and bright.He lay back on the glazed wooden board, with his arms pillowed, half of his body not covered by the umbrella, and let the wind and snow blow to his shoulders, hair and the tip of his nose.

The snow is like flying flowers.

"Your Highness, speaking of it, I don't think I've seen you cry before?" He turned his head and looked at Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan said, "You want to see me cry?"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, put the handle of the umbrella into Qin Ting's hand, and lowered his head.

Wearing a heavy cloak, most of his face was buried under the warm velvet fur, not only failed to support Xie Xuan's figure, but also made him thinner and thinner than when he was only wearing single clothes .

From Qin Ting's point of view, the long hair just covered his neck, revealing the faintly visible lines.

Qin Ting looked away as soon as he touched it, as if he wanted to be burned by fire.

After a while, Xie Xuan finally raised his head.

As if he could control it by himself, a pool of transparent water slowly accumulated in his eye sockets, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a tear, which quietly slid down his face.

Qin Ting was stunned: "You..."

For a moment, Qin Ting really thought that Xie Xuan was crying, and couldn't help but twitch slightly.But Xie Xuan just blinked, and the tear fell silently down the corner of the chin into the plush to keep out the cold.

There is no trace.

"I've never been ashamed to cry. To me, tears are like a sword and a sharp edge." Xie Xuan looked at him, "Look, now you are relaxed because of my tears."

Qin Ting opened his mouth, but finally shook his head helplessly: "Yes."

No matter how you say it, Xie Xuan seems to know all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the hearts of others, as if his hands and eyes are open to the sky.He didn't say anything yet, and everyone probably guessed it pretty well.

He pushed the umbrella in his hand to the top of Xie Xuan's head, took advantage of the opportunity to brush off the flying snow around his collar, and said indiscriminately: "Your Highness is also beautiful when she is crying."

Xie Xuan: "..."

He also thought that Qin Ting's posture was to sit up and take the initiative to confess his sincerity, telling him sincerely why he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and swung his sword here all night.

The reason why it was one night was because Xie Xuan found that Qin Ting still had the scabbard in the corner, only a sharp point could be vaguely seen.

This snow was definitely not dropped by Xie Xuan when he first left the house, it probably fell off several times in one night, the young people didn't know how to restrain themselves, they overdraw their own energy and blood at will, and they will bear it in the future.

However, Qin Ting seems to be carefree and unrestrained, but in fact his heart is covered more tightly than anyone else, and others need to be patient and pry it open little by little.

He clearly has a lot of things to say - people are always willing to open their hearts to the people they like, and Xie Xuan has a clear understanding of himself, so he has a little more patience with Qin Ting.

Qin Ting was finally willing to give him his sincerity, but he would throw it away when he couldn't use it.

So Xie Xuan sighed lightly: "Come here."

Qin Ting looked back at him: "?"

"I'm cold." Xie Xuan said, "You hold me so that I have the energy to listen to you."

Qin Ting was startled.

He stared at Xie Xuan's profile, and thought, who said that his little highness is cruel and inhuman?

When he looked at you, his eyes were clearly more affectionate than anyone else's.

Qin Ting's embrace is comparable to that of a young man who is full of vigor. In fact, he is no different from a young man.Not long after he reached the crown, he was the age to get rid of the fame of his family background and go out to make a fortune without knowing the heights of the world, but now, he is already carrying a heavy burden.

Qin Ting sat behind Xie Xuan, wrapping him in his arms from front to back.The sword that had been swung all night was finally of some use, and the continuous heat was transmitted to Xie Xuan through the clothes and heartbeat. Even though there were layers of obstacles, the feeling was still fresh and eager.

He lowered his head, held the umbrella in one hand, and played with Xie Xuan's hand in the other: "The poison on your body is about to explode?"

Xie Xuan nodded: "Yes." Qin Ting knew at the beginning that he would not hide it, and there was no need to hide it.

"Remember to eat the hook kiss given by the queen mother. Although this thing is addictive, it can temporarily relieve the discomfort after taking it. If you want to get rid of it completely, there is no way out. If Mr. Xiao can't find an antidote, I can ask you Brothers and sisters in Penglai help to find it."

The method used by the Empress Dowager to control Xie Qingshan is simple and rude - chronic poison.From the age of five to the present, he has been standing for 30 years, increasing the amount every day and year, keeping Xie Qingshan weak for a long time, unable to intervene in the government, and has no energy to regain power.Now he was sick and wounded, as if his foundation had been damaged by drugs.

And what she gave Xie Xuan was another kind.

Theoretically speaking, hook kisses are medicines used to treat injuries. As long as the dosage is controlled properly, there is not much danger to the human body.

The biggest danger of hook kissing lies in its "addiction".

Once addicted, people lose their minds and can only be played and trampled by others.

Xie Xuan said nothing, just said: "What happened in Penglai?"

Qin Ting was dumbfounded when asked: "..."

After a while, he still couldn't figure it out: "How do you know?"

Xie Xuan raised his head towards the distance.There was a sword lying on the ground, the silver sword body had been covered with a light layer of frost by the drifting snow.

"The word 'Penglai' is engraved on the hilt."

Qin Ting: "...what else?"

If Xie Xuan could tell from the sword alone, then Qin Ting would really believe that he was a god who descended from the sky.With a pinch of fingers and a calculation, you can end the mundane world.

"You can't leave your maple fan on weekdays. Running script and painting are all based on it, which proves that you are accustomed to using fans, not others. Oh, your lightness kung fu should be okay, but on the contrary, you and I have known each other for a long time, and I have never seen each other. You used a sword..."

As Xie Xuan was talking, he suddenly felt that he couldn't move his hand. Looking down, Qin Ting was holding it tightly, and his knuckles were rubbed so that they turned hot red.

Qin Ting knew that even though Xie Xuan was nestling in his arms, he was still cold.

Xie Xuan suddenly said: "If you feel really uncomfortable, I am willing to be your confidant."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Anytime."

Like being hit by a stray arrow.

There was a noisy sound of horseshoes all around, and arrows shot towards Qin Ting like a curtain of rain, none of which could break through his solid defense line.

Suddenly, there was a "whoosh", a fish that slipped in from nowhere, pierced through his armor, tore his inner garment, and embedded in his flesh and blood.The sharp point collided with the flesh, leaving a not serious wound, but it was painful and itchy, with a hint of the sweetness of a moth to a flame, which made him crumble suddenly.

Xie Xuan in front of people is utilitarian, indifferent, and decisive.

But he always showed amazing patience and gentleness in many strange things.

For example, facing Xie Duan who once wanted to put him to death.He was able to turn the supposedly bloody battle between his concubine into a drizzle, and with that insincere heart, he coaxed Xie Duan into a circle, and he was willing to put his heart to the ground ever since.

For example, facing Xiao Ling whose heart is as hard as iron.The other party's eyes have seen many hardships and hatreds in the world, true feelings and falsehoods, but they still can't move away from Xie Xuan's gaze.

For example, Qin Ting himself...

This little majesty knew long ago that he only approached him for profit. In the end, it was Xie Xuan who pulled away gently, but he couldn't get rid of it completely.

He buried his head into Xie Xuan's neck and took a deep breath.

Maybe, there is really one person in this world who can understand him?

He didn't talk about Penglai, but about the Qin family, the Qin family that he only stayed in for ten years in his life, but he had to carry it all his life.

"My father, Qin Youyue, was once one of the best talents in Bianliang City, but in fact, most of the children of those aristocratic families don't like him."

Xie Xuan: "Because he is the same as you?"

Qin Ting laughed, and a muffled sound echoed from the close contact between the two: "Well, just like me, the girls in the city miss him so much. In those years, he blocked the love of many people."

Once the joke started, it was not so easy for melancholy to intervene again.

Qin Ting hugged Xie Xuan even tighter, and didn't give up until it entangled him like a vine, but the expression on his heart and face was much happier than before.

"My parents sent me to Penglai back then, and something happened to the Xiao family within a few years, but I didn't know the reason at the time." Qin Ting spoke slowly, with white mist gushing out from time to time, "Because they kept it a secret, Li Jin doesn't know, the Queen Mother doesn't know, and I don't know either."

"So...you only found out a few days ago?"

Qin Ting closed his eyes: "Yes."

He only understood the truth when he found Xie Qingyan a few days ago.

His father Qin Youyue chose to enter the muddy water of the Xiao family, it was his choice, and it was also the choice of the head of the Qin family at that time, Qin Ting couldn't say anything about it.

Pretending to receive a letter of plea for help from General Xiao, to cover for Feng Yi to save Xie Qingyan and hide the letter, is the only chance to bring down the Queen Mother after many years.They had thought of it then.

It is not impossible for the queen mother to take power, but many bloody storms could have been avoided.

At that time, even if the Qin family had great prestige among the people due to their artistic attainments, they could not stop the royal family from being thunderous.When Qin Ting, who was far away in Penglai, hurried back to Hangzhou, he had already missed it.

He doesn't even know about it.

For some unknown reason, the well-behaved Qin family was driven back to Hangzhou. For some unknown reason, the healthy parents left only two cold corpses when they saw each other.

Qin Ting, who was still immature, was still living under the care of relatives, friends and elders, and overnight, he became an orphan with nowhere to go.There are wolves, tigers and leopards around, wanting to carve up the Qin family's last effort.

Because his parents wanted to protect him and prevent him from contacting any possibility related to the Xiao family, Qin Ting had to know nothing about it.

Qin Ting lowered his voice, not sad, but depressed.He felt that he couldn't grasp the fate, and couldn't even get a glimpse of it. When he looked back, many years had passed quietly.

The sense of relief in the air that Xie Xuan had managed to bring about was dragged down again unsteadily.

"I missed the death of my parents; I missed the opportunity to touch the truth when I was young; I even missed my master's funeral..."

"A few days ago, I received a letter from my brother. Master was dying of a serious illness and wanted to see me for the last time, but I..."

Xie Xuan raised his eyebrows to look at him: "But you were in the den of bandits at that time."

Qin Ting let out a breath slowly: "I can't let myself go like this."

How could he let go of the clues of the incident that happened with great difficulty?On the one hand, he is the parents of Sheng Zhien, and on the other hand, the benefactor of Yang Zhiqie, Penglai has nowhere to go, now even if Qin Ting runs all night, he can't catch up.

He sent a letter back to Penglai, no matter how sincere the words were, it could not replace a meeting in person.

"Life...why is it always like this?" Qin Ting said, "There is nothing you can do, there is no turning back."

He missed a lot, most importantly...he was afraid of missing him.

Xie Xuan listened for a while, then suddenly asked: "Are you sad because you missed this?"

Not answered.

In front of Xie Xuan, Qin Ting let go of his psychological defense in a rare way, and his thoughts turned like old wheels, babbling forward slowly.

So Xie Xuan said again: "As you said, most of the time in life, I always miss it."

"You will miss the death of your parents, you will miss the last time you saw your master, you will miss the moon hanging high last night, you will also miss the last snow this morning, and you may even miss me..."

Seeing through his thoughts again, Qin Ting covered Xie Xuan's mouth, feeling ashamed and annoyed, but his face was vicious: "Don't say that."

Xie Xuan smiled, and pulled Qin Ting's hand off: "I'm talking nonsense... You see, in our short life, regrets are the norm."

It was already daylight.

The snow-covered sun is not dim, but it is even more dazzling under the white reflection of the sky.Xie Xuan squinted slightly and stared directly at the light, with a quiet expression, not knowing what Qin Ting thought of.

After a while, he took Qin Ting's hand and covered half of it for himself, and finally opened his eyes, no longer being dazzled by the sunlight.

"You missed the moon last night, but you didn't miss it."

Xie Xuan casually picked up the wine jar beside him that had been emptied by Qin Ting, and handed it to him.

Qin Ting subconsciously picked it up.

But Xie Xuan stepped aside.He pinched the mouth of the wine jar again, looking up at the side Qin Ting had drunk.The snow that fell to the bottom of the altar had already melted, Xie Xuan made a toast to Qin Ting with the snow as wine.

"Isn't today your birthday?" Xie Xuan put down the wine jar and smiled slyly, "I wish my Patriarch a happy life and good health every year. There will be no parting from now on."

The author says:

Xiao Xie: If you feel really uncomfortable, I am willing to be your confidant.

Dragonfly: Remove the confession.

Xiao Xie:?