firework

That year, the first snow fell in Kyoto, and it was full of pavilions and courtyards.Ling Yueran has always liked snow days, and he had a great time playing under the old plum tree in his bedroom.

On the other side, the emperor led a black-haired child over the snow. Seeing Ling Yueran's back playing, he silenced the maid at the door who was about to pay his respects, and then led the black-haired child into the courtyard.

Ling Yueran turned around when he heard footsteps, and saw that his father was smiling warmly, but he was leading a black-haired child, walking towards him step by step—"Father!" Ling Yueran cheered With a sound, he opened his arms and ran towards the emperor. He was about to fall into his arms, but he stopped his steps suddenly, and looked at the child who had been led by the emperor with bright eyes—it seemed that he was not a child in the palace. He has never seen it.

It's just that the child was really handsome and elegant, which attracted all of Ling Yueran's eyes and made him forget to greet his father for a while.But the emperor who always doted on this son didn't mind, just smiled, let go of the black-haired child's hand, and patted him on the shoulder—"Yue Ran, this is Hua Yuanbai, the son of General Hua... But from today on, he is also counted as your elder brother, living with you, understand?"

Ling Yueran nodded seriously, and continued to look at Hua Yuanbai's face - the child who was much taller than him had beautiful straight black hair tied up in a high ponytail, hanging softly but stubbornly. After coming down, there was not much emotion in the black and blue eyes, but there seemed to be a thin layer of mist, and a dark fragrance floated for a while.

"Here... here you are!" Ling Yueran shook his head, and stuffed the plum blossom into Hua Yuanbai's hand.

That year, when Ling Yueran was seven years old, he met a person who was even better than plum blossoms.

That year, Hua Yuanbai was nine years old, and took over a plum blossom still covered with frost and snow from the boy he met for the first time.

Since then, spring flowers, autumn moon, summer rain, winter snow have passed together.

Since then, they have cut lights and candles together and talked about the world at night.

Since then... In the blink of an eye, ten years.

The 17-year-old Ling Yue sealed the crown prince.

The dormitory was completely refurbished, and even the old plum tree in the courtyard seemed to be filled with joy, exuding an incomparably fragrant fragrance.Yue Ran was naturally busy this day, leaving Hua Yuanbai alone in the Prince's Mansion to arrange the layout - originally the emperor wanted to change Ling Yueran's bedroom, but he refused, only saying that this yard is used to living in I don't want to move away.

The old emperor had always doted on his son, so he agreed.Only one Hua Yuanbai with an embarrassing identity remained in the Prince's Mansion.

It is said that he is the prince, but he is not, but he has been living in the prince's bedroom.

It is said that he is not a prince, so is he. As early as ten years ago, the emperor announced to the world that he would adopt this child as an adopted son. General Hua devoted himself to the dynasty. Yu Li, even the emperor's family can't ignore this child.

What's more, like the cold plum in his hand, it's proud of the frost and snow, and it's cute and pitiful.

Tonight, a banquet will be held to congratulate the prince, and all civil and military officials will kneel down and worship.

On the contrary, the Prince's Mansion was deserted. Hua Yuanbai said today was a festive day, so he sent the servants to have fun, and in less than a stick of incense, the Prince's Mansion was completely gone, leaving only a few weekdays. There are very loyal servants waiting for the master to summon.

Not long after, a black shadow floated into the bedroom, and squatted down respectfully not far from Hua Yuanbai—"Master." The man respectfully handed over a letter, Hua Yuanbai accepted it calmly, and waved motioned him to leave.The black shadow disappeared in a flash, and Hua Yuanbai was the only one left.

He put the letter in his arms and was not in a hurry to open it. Instead, he folded his arms and leaned against the door to watch Luoxue quietly.

The prince's bedroom is naturally grand and festive, and with the New Year approaching, the cost of food and clothing is even more grand.However, at this moment, the whole bedroom was lit up, but the people left completely, and it looked empty instead.

The stove in the inner room is burning brightly, and it will be very warm when the door is closed, but Hua Yuanbai just stands quietly at the door, watching the heavy snow fall on the old plum tree in the yard—at this moment, the front hall is afraid. Is it lively?Civil and military officials are busy meeting the prince, and Yue Ran will probably be even busier next time, starting to deal with government affairs.

Hua Yuanbai squinted his eyes thinking about it, but couldn't help but miss his childhood—the seven-year-old Yue Ran and his nine-year-old self, although they seemed cautious when they first met, but children are children after all, and they became acquainted within a few days stand up.

Although Ling Yueran is still young, he also understands that Hua Yuanbai's "brother" is different from his imperial brothers. Although the emperor also granted him the status of heir, Ling Yueran still only calls him "brother" no matter what. .Hua Yuanbai couldn't resist him, and the emperor doted on him again, so naturally he let him go in the end.

In fact, in Hua Yuanbai's heart, he really likes to hear Ling Yueran call his elder brother - it is different from the respectful and coquettish tone when he called "Father Emperor", and it is different from when he calls other princes "Emperor Brother". At that time, the slightly gentle tone in that friend's respect was also different.When he called himself "brother", his voice was soft and sticky like glutinous rice balls - probably because of himself, he was different.

Thinking of Hua Yuanbai, he couldn't help but curled his mouth and smiled calmly, but unexpectedly, he was wrapped around his waist by a pair of hands protruding from behind, and pulled him into his arms—"Brother." Ling Yueran's voice followed, wrapping The cold nose rubbed against his cheek, and he said coquettishly, "Why don't you go celebrate with me, brother?" The hall was full of people, but without him, it seemed empty.

Hua Yuanbai patted the hands around his waist to signal Ling Yueran to let him go, but the man ignored him, but just hugged him tighter, "Brother bullied me."

Hua Yuanbai couldn't help laughing, "Who dares to bully you? From now on, you will be a prince under one person and above ten thousand people... From now on, the world will be yours too..."

Ling Yueran rested his chin on Hua Yuanbai's shoulder, and sighed long - "But then there will be many people in the world who want my country." There was a little sadness in his eyes, but it disappeared soon, "But my brother is different. I know my brother only wants me."

Hua Yuanbai smiled and didn't answer - they have been getting along like this for ten years.It's not unreasonable for Ling Yueran to be loved so much since he was a child. He is extremely talented and has top-notch talents in all aspects, so it's hard for people not to like him.But after all, he is only 17 years old, and he is just a child.He is a child who likes to be coquettish and playful.

A child who is raised as a prince, in addition to receiving more love and rewards, works a hundred times harder than others on weekdays, and has no time to rest.And Ling Yueran's rare time to be coquettish and shameless is spent by Hua Yuanbai.The two brothers sleep in the same bed, fight and fight, and have always been very close.

He's a child you can't help but want to pet.

So Hua Yuanbai didn't bother to break free from Ling Yueran's arms, so he just leaned on him as a cushion, and then sighed slowly——Yue Ran, my brother really treats you as a younger brother, but this emperor Home, how can there be any brotherhood... A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, Hua Yuanbai said slowly: "I'm tired, go to sleep."

"Well, I'll go take a shower first." Ling Yueran didn't object either, and let Hua Yuanbai go to the bedroom first, watching his back float away, Ling Yueran forgot about the old plum tree outside the house again, With a low sigh——"Yuan Bai..."