After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Jiang Lian's palm was warm, touching Yan Huaiyin's eyelashes, Yan Huaiyin blinked when it was hot.

Yan Huaiyin raised his hand, grabbed Jiang Lian's wrist, and pulled his wrist to his side.

The umbrella tilted slightly towards the street again, completely covering the faces of the two of them. On the other side of them, there was only the shimmering river surface.

Under the setting sun, Yan Huaiyin raised his head and kissed Jiang Lian's lips.

This is a very light but very tight kiss in winter.

The kiss was fleeting, Yan Huaiyin straightened the umbrella in Jiang Lian's hand after kissing him, and the umbrella rested firmly on the two heads again, Yan Huaiyin smiled lightly: "Let's go."

He didn't say anything affectionate and meaningful. After the two walked for a while, Yan Huaiyin just said softly: "I remember."

Jiang Lian squeezed his hand, and they continued walking until they passed a place.

The cold and wide execution ground was surrounded, and the entrance was tightly closed. Two soldiers in iron armor stood there, and it was solemn under the heavy snow.

Yan Huaiyin stopped there, and Jiang Lian, holding an umbrella, looked at the execution ground with him.

After watching for a while, Yan Huaiyin smiled and said to Jiang Lian, "You came out of here and ran away back then."

He stretched out his hand, put it on his waist for comparison, and recalled: "It seemed to be so tall and so small at the beginning."

After he finished speaking, he looked sideways at Jiang Lian, his pupils were black and white against the backdrop of heavy snow: "Why are you taller than me now?"

The two were so close that their sleeves touched each other.Pedestrians were hurrying around, no one paid attention to them, so Jiang Lian touched Yan Huaiyin's hand under the cover of his sleeve: "You were only 15 years old back then."

The 15-year-old little prince kept him warm in the wind and snow.

"It was almost sixteen then." Yan Huaiyin glanced over the execution ground without stopping too long, and the two continued walking, "You were ten years old?"

Jiang Lian hummed.

Yan Huaiyin's voice was filled with a smile: "How can you remember so many things at the age of ten?"

"I can remember," Jiang Lian went to look at him, "I still remember that you said you didn't like the execution ground."

It is because the grandfather's family was beheaded in this execution ground.

Yan Huaiyin heard this, thought for a while, and said to him slowly: "My grandfather's family is in Ningzhou, and there are no other clan members in Chaohua City except my mother. Because of my mother's special status and ancestors, Coupled with the suspicious nature of the emperor, my grandfather dared not take a step out of Ningzhou, and was always cautious, even if he was executed, he should die in Ningzhou."

"Jiang Lian," Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyes slightly to cover the darkness in his eyes, "Do you know why they died in Chaohua City?"

The beheading of the Jin emperors of the Yan family in Ningzhou was often discussed in private when the Jing Dynasty was still alive and the little prince was in the limelight.

When the queen's mother clan was powerful, her eldest son was raised in the deep palace, and he hadn't left the palace for ten years. The emperor appointed a prince randomly and gave him the palace. On the contrary, he looked like he had nothing to do with the position of prince. .

But this prince has not been in office for half a year, and the patriarch of the Ningzhou Yan family who has never entered the imperial capital quietly entered Chaohua City with his wife, son and daughter-in-law. When people reacted, what they saw was Ning The imperial decree that Yan's family in Zhouzhou was asked to be beheaded.

It took only ten days from entering the imperial capital to Wenzhan—it seemed that they came here specially to die.

The ancestor of the Yan family in Ningzhou once assisted the Jing Dynasty in the founding of the country, and retired to Ningzhou after the Jing Dynasty's foundation was stabilized.

Most of the meritorious ministers who assisted him ended tragically, but the descendants of the ancestors of the Yan family who gave up everything were around their knees and were able to enjoy their old age in peace.

Because of this, although the Yan family in Ningzhou had no disciples in the court, their reputation has always been prominent.

That year, after the death of the Yan family in Ningzhou, the queen's son-in-law had already become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince within seven days.

Those who couldn't understand the little prince said that he sold his grandfather's family to the emperor's father for a good price in exchange for the crown prince.

But in the final analysis, this is just a rumor, and the reason is only known to those who experienced it personally.

Yan Huaiyin is naturally one of them.

He also didn't intend to hide it from Jiang Lian, Yan Huaiyin raised his eyes, but the shadows in his eyes disappeared, and with a smile on his face, he told the whole past: "It's because of me."

As if afraid that Jiang Lian could not hear clearly, he repeated it again: "It is to make me the crown prince."

His hands were terribly cold, Jiang Lian held his fingertips in his palm, and said warmly: "Ayan, tell me about it."

In fact, there is nothing to say, Yan Huaiyin has forgotten many things in the past, but he still remembers his uncle's voice and appearance clearly.

That was the first time he saw his relatives outside the palace, Yan Xiao was like a long wind blowing from the vast world outside the palace, blowing over his temples, let him know what the freedom described in the book is.

And when Yan Xiao stepped into Yan Wanqing's palace, the first thing she saw was a child reading under the flower wall.

Yan Huaiyin was sitting by the stone table at that time, when he heard the sound of the palace door opening, he raised his head to look at the palace door.

With a pale face, he sat there quietly.

Exquisite and beautiful, it looks like a doll carved by a craftsman.

Yan Xiao laughed at a glance, the child's eyebrows and eyes were too similar to his own, it was carved out of the same mold, but without the roughness of the north.

He strode forward, rubbed Yan Huaiyin's head twice, and said with a smile, "They say my nephew looks like an uncle, tsk, it's true."

When the Yan family went to Beijing, Emperor Ming Sheng hosted a banquet, Yan Wanqing went to the banquet with him, and now followed Yan Xiao into the door.

Standing beside Yan Xiao, she said softly to Yan Huaiyin: "Yiqiu, this is mother's elder brother, come, call me uncle."

Yan Huaiyin steadied his shattered head, stood up and shouted in a dignified manner, "Uncle is well."

This was the first time he saw his uncle, and although he was not rude, his voice was still a little softer.

Yan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then let out a loud hey.

He bent down, wrapped his hands around Yan Huaiyin's arm, lifted him up like this, easily carried him into his arms and weighed him, then turned his head and said to Yan Wanqing: "It's too light, why is it just a bone. "

It was the first time Yan Huaiyin was hugged like this since he could remember. His feet were off the ground, and he subconsciously put his arms around Yan Xiao's neck. He didn't know if he was frightened, but his chin collapsed tightly.

But after Yan Xiao drank, the hard hair on the back of his neck was prickly, but it was still warm.

Yan Huaiyin thought for a while, and finally hugged his neck tightly.

The weak and quiet child hugged him tightly, this time with a little joy in his voice, and called him softly again: "Uncle."

Yan Xiao's heart softened when he called him uncle, he glanced at Yan Huaiyin's book on the stone table: ""Zuo Zhuan"?"

"My nephew is only ten years old, can he read this broken book?" Yan Xiao laughed and said, "Go, uncle will take you out of the palace to play."

But he was a person who had never been in the imperial capital, and Yan Huaiyin had never been out of the palace, so one big and one small stood at the gate of the night market at a loss.

It was still Wang who laughed at her husband: "You are a businessman traveling all over the world, how come you can't even visit a small night market?"

Yan Xiao went to hold his wife's hand flatteringly, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it because my wife is by my side that the younger ones are nervous?"

He glibly said with a smile: "Besides, my nephew and my daughter are watching."

"Your daughter doesn't know that her father is so timid," Yan Shi carefully held her stomach, ignored him, but gently took Yan Huaiyin's hand, and asked him softly, "Is your uncle a bad man?" , What Xiaoyin wants to eat, tell aunt, and aunt will buy it for you."

At the entrance of the night market, which was brightly lit and full of pedestrians, Yan Huaiyin carefully guarded Wang's body, looked at his stomach with some embarrassment, and asked cautiously, "Aunt, is she a younger sister?"

Yan Xiao stretched his head triumphantly from the side: "Naturally, the famous genius doctor in Ningzhou took your aunt's pulse and said that she is a big girl!"

"I haven't been born yet, how can it count?" Seeing Yan Huaiyin's curiosity, Wang took his hand and gently put it on her swollen belly, her eyebrows were gentle in the bright lights, "However, whether it is a man or a woman, I and Your uncle is happy."

She was talking softly and softly to Yan Huaiyin, while Yan Xiao was watching her from the sidelines, the lights reflected in their eyes.

For six full days, it was Yan Xiao who took Yan Huaiyin around Chaohua City.

On the last day, Yan Xiao laughed at him: "My nephew is a prince anyway, why is he like Miss Hua, will he bully others? Tell uncle what he wants, and uncle will buy it for you."

Yan Wanqing taught him a lot, but never taught him to bully others and do as he pleases.But this time Yan Huaiyin took Yan Xiao's hand, with bright eyes, and made a request with some expectation: "Uncle, I want to eat candied haws."

Yan Xiao bought him a large bunch of candied haws, wrapped in sugar, bright red, very beautiful.

As he walked in the deep and silent palace, he recalled the taste of this bunch of candied haws.

Until Yan Wanqing pulled him to the bed.

"Have you enjoyed playing with uncle these few days?" Yan Wanqing sat on the bed, pushed back the hair from Yan Huaiyin's forehead, looked into his eyes and asked with a smile.

Yan Huaiyin rolled her eyes and hummed, and skillfully asked Yan Wanqing: "Is my sister having trouble with your mother today?"

"She's only three months old, so she's not going to make trouble." Yan Wanqing laughed, "You need to grow up to be as big as the little sister in your aunt's womb to kick people."

Yan Huaiyin was relieved when he heard that she was fine, he went to hold Yan Wanqing's hand, and asked again: "Did Doctor Xu really say that mother is pregnant with a younger sister this time? My aunt also said that she is also pregnant with a daughter. Then I would have two younger sisters."

He also worriedly asked: "This time, my mother will tell me everything first. My sister can't be born under the full term like me, so that she is weak."

Yan Wanqing's eyes moved when she heard his words, she patted the side of the bed, and said softly: "Yiqiu, sit up."

After Yan Huaiyin sat on the side of the bed, Yan Wanqing reached out and hugged him in her arms. When Yan Huaiyin could no longer see her expression, her eyes filled with tears in an instant.

She endured and endured so as not to let herself choke up, and said as usual: "Yiqiu, although your uncle is a bastard, but once he wrote a letter, what was said in the letter, my mother thought it was very good."

She said softly: "He said that no matter how prosperous the imperial capital is, it's not as good as Ningzhou. He might as well ask you for the title of prince. If you are older, your grandfather will use the face of your ancestors to ask your father for favor. Let your vassal land refer to the Ningzhou area."

"Although mother is incompetent, you can protect yourself. After you go to Ningzhou, I will find a way to step down from the position of queen. When you are no longer queen, you can take me to the feudal land. Our family will hide here He hid far away."

"Mother used to think that this method was very good. You are weak, so I can take good care of you as an idle prince, so I can rest assured." Yan Wanqing closed her eyes, and tears finally flowed down the corners of her eyes.

In her arms is her son. She was pregnant in October, and the bones and flesh of her heart were separated, and she couldn't bear to suffer a little bit.

But the most difficult thing in the world is to be satisfied.

Yan Wanqing finally said: "But now, mother wants you to sit on the crown prince, Yiqiu, can you do it?"

After a long time, Yan Huaiyin raised his head from her arms, reached out to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "Mother, don't cry, I am willing."

Yan Wanqing looked at him and was taken aback for a moment.

She had so much left to persuade a ten-year-old child that she couldn't say it.

After a long time, Yan Wanqing choked with sobs and said: "You will suffer a lot, a lot of suffering, Xiao Yin, there are thousands of kinds of suffering in this world."

"When you are suffering in the future, don't blame your mother."

The rich sweetness of candied haws can no longer be felt, Yan Huaiyin smiled at her comfortingly: "Mother, I know."

You are also very bitter.

It's just that Yan Huaiyin didn't expect the imperial decree to establish the crown prince to come so soon.

When Yan Wanqing took Yan Huaiyin and knelt on the ground to receive the imperial decree, only two days had passed.

The old eunuch next to Emperor Ming Sheng did not leave after issuing the decree, but smiled first and said congratulations: "Congratulations to Your Highness the Crown Prince."

After he finished speaking, his eyes were bent into a slit, and malicious light came out of the slit, and he shot at Yan Huaiyin: "Your Majesty relies heavily on His Royal Highness, and there happens to be an errand that His Highness needs to keep an eye on tomorrow. The errand requires It’s not too late to leave the palace, Your Highness.”

Yan Wanqing subconsciously wanted to pull Yan Huaiyin behind her, but she didn't.

Yan Huaiyin took a step forward, stood in front of Yan Wanqing, and went to see the old eunuch, Ruyu's brows and eyes curved into a smile: "Dare to ask Eunuch, what is your errand?"

"It's not a big deal," the old eunuch's voice condensed into a wet line, with a meandering smile, "It's the Yan family in Ningzhou who will ask to be executed tomorrow. Your Majesty said that the first thing that His Highness will do after becoming the crown prince is better to start from this Let’s start as a supervisor and execution officer, let’s start training.”

Yan Huaiyin stood on the high monitoring platform and saw Yan Xiao again.

His grandfather and grandmother walked in the front with their hunched bodies, and his uncle supported Wang to follow behind them. Beside them was a tall executioner with a cold machete for execution.

When the four of them stood up, Yan Xiao also saw him.

He looked at Yan Huaiyin, smiled at him, opened his mouth and said silently to him: "Don't be afraid."

Yan Huaiyin only felt the cold coming from the cracks in his bones, it was so cold that his teeth were chattering, his face was so pale that there was no warmth at all.It seemed that he had already died before his grandfather's family.

It was a long time later that Yan Huaiyin figured out that it should be Yan Xiao and Yan Wanqing's plan to be discovered by Emperor Ming Sheng, who cut off their way and set a dead end for the Yan family in Ningzhou.

The Yan family can only fight to the death, and exchange the death of the whole family for Emperor Ming Sheng's peace of mind. Without Yan Huaiyin who the mother family relied on, it is nothing to give the crown prince, it can be taken back at any time.

Yan Xiao took his parents and wife all the way to Chaohua City with the will to die.

The execution ground was so windy that people couldn't keep their eyes open.Beside Yan Xiao, Wang buried his head on his shoulder, holding his hand with one hand, and clutching his swollen belly with the other hand.

The woman arched her waist slightly, like a shrimp out of water, forming a fragile, fragile protection, which was the last vain strength of a mother.

Yan Huaiyin heard from Yan Xiao that his aunt was the daughter of a scholar, a girl from a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. When he was doing business, he passed by the south of the Yangtze River. He saw her boating with his friends on the green river, and fell in love at first sight.

At that time, he stayed in the south of the Yangtze River for half a year, wandering around in front of the scholar's mansion every day like a disciple, and finally got the girl's own nod, married her back to Ningzhou, and became his wife.

So they should be safe and smooth, even if they are mediocre, they should not end their life abruptly while standing on the execution ground with their children.

In the bustling city with tens of miles of fireworks, she smiled and said that when both men and women are fine, do you know that you will die?

Yan Huaiyin didn't dare to think about it, the huge and distorted sadness had already crushed him to pieces.

The old eunuch's voice sounded beside Yan Huaiyin: "Your Highness, it's time for execution."

In an instant, the howling wind blew against him, Yan Huaiyin opened his mouth, his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak, only a hoarseness remained.

So the sound of the lottery hitting the ground was like thunder.

Blood spilled from the edge of the execution ground, Yan Xiao's last mouth shape to him was: "Protect your mother."

The warm blood gushed out and was blown away by the wind, forming a bloody ripple, like a knife, that knife pierced into his heart, pulling out the blood from his heart bit by bit.

Yan Huaiyin looked at the bright red blood and felt his stomach churning.

The taste of candied haws surged up again, this time without even the bland sweetness, just a nauseating sourness.

Beside him, the old eunuch looked at the ten-year-old boy trembling blankly with a blank face. He was already weak, but trembling like this was like a rustling autumn leaf, unable to control himself.

The old eunuch looked at it like this and smiled.

From that day on, Yan Huaiyin hated red very much.

-

The two had already walked back to the Thousand Years Mansion. After so many years, when Yan Huaiyin and Jiang Lian talked, it seemed that they were talking about the most common past event.

His cold fingertips were gradually warmed by Jiang Lian, and he said to Jiang Lian with a smile: "The day after my grandfather's family went, my mother had a miscarriage."

He didn't know whether his aunt's belly was a younger sister or a younger brother, and Yan Wanqing's three-month-old child was gone, it was just a puddle of blood, and Yan Huaiyin didn't know whether his mother's belly was a boy or a girl.

Before he could meet them, it was already a farewell.

After Yan Wanqing's miscarriage, until she became pregnant with Yan Xiuqing, she was on the verge of falling like a walking corpse every day.

Yan Huaiyin didn't have time to fear or anything else, so he could only desperately protect his mother, using all means to gain power into his own hands, and surrounded Yan Wanqing with a solid wall, and he stood outside the wall.Every sword stabbing at Yan Wanqing passed through his body first.

"Thinking about it now," Yan Huaiyin rolled his eyes, "I just remember being very tired at that time."

His words were too light, like ten-year-old Yan Huaiyin begging for a hug from him.

After Jiang Lian sent him back to the house, he said to him, "Go wash up and wait for me."

He had been away for too long, and when Jiang Lian came back, he saw Yan Huaiyin with loose hair, slanted on the bedpost, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

When Jiang Lian approached, the person on the bed opened his eyes.

Sitting by the bed, Jiang Lian spread out the oil-paper bag in his arms, took something from it and handed it to his lips, saying, "Taste it."

Yan Huaiyin just squinted for a while, then subconsciously opened his mouth and ate it.After the sweet taste spread between his lips and teeth, he belatedly looked at the oiled paper bag in Jiang Lian's hand.

On the brown oiled paper package lay pieces of apples wrapped in sugar.

Now that it's winter, I don't know where Jiang Lian went to find the apples.

Yan Huaiyin froze for a moment, then smiled, "Candy apples?"

"Forget it," Jiang Lian handed him another piece, "I'll try to wrap it with other things tomorrow."

Yan Huaiyin froze for a moment, then tilted his shoulder on his shoulder with a smile.

How stupid, he thought.

Jiang Lian let him move, and used his other clean hand to straighten his loose hair, but paused when it touched the back of his neck: "Why are you sweating?"

"I just had a dream," Yan Huai said vaguely, "Maybe the new obscene clothes are a bit thick."

Jiang Lian thought about it, and wanted to explain that tomorrow, he would have someone rush to make a few thinner ones, but before he could say anything, he froze there.

Yan Huaiyin rested his chin on his shoulder, the two of them were too close, he had just woken up, and his voice was so soft that it hit Jiang Lian's ear:

"You can take it off."

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-1323:01:40-2022-07-2123:34:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ah Si 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yanxin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!