Yuezhaoyingan

Chapter 20

Ling Yu went to the northwest, and there were only Ji Qing and some servants accompanying him at the house, and the rest were sent by the imperial court, and the crowd could be considered mighty.

The prince's personal visit to some stable and prosperous places is regarded as traveling, but it is a hard job to visit the Northwest, not to mention the vast area of ​​the Northwest, even the climate is adaptable enough, and the eating habits are also very different, which is very harmful to the body and mind. It was a kind of challenge, and Ling Yu hadn't sent a single word to the mansion for half a year since he left.

Zhao'an has never been separated from Ling Yu for so long, plus there was some unhappiness before he left, he was still calm at first, but later he became emotionally unstable, and he didn't even realize it, which made everyone in the house nervous .Zhao'an sighed suddenly, the housekeeper in the next room could notice it and his heart tightened, and he couldn't help thinking about making something delicious to appease him.

Xiang Bing even burned Gao Xiang, thinking that Ling Yu would come back earlier, so he should take this little ancestor.Of course he read aloud while burning, and when he turned his head, Zhao'an stood behind him with a dark face and overturned the incense burner.

Qu He came here a few times and stayed for a short time. Before leaving, he rolled his eyes to express that he was embarrassed by Zhao'an's face. The last time, he specifically asked the housekeeper in front of Zhao'an's face: "Give the child more food." Pay attention, look at this lack of love and lack of morality."

So when Qu He was kicked out by Zhao'an that day, he stuck out his tongue while running and thought, if her brother Yu didn't come back, Zhao'an's rebellious temper would tear down the prince's mansion.

Ling Yan was fine, he just stayed by Zhao'an's side in silence, doing whatever Zhao'an did, as if he was used to Zhao'an's moodiness.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve came, and on this New Year's Eve without Ling Yu, Zhao'an couldn't get up at all. In the past, Zhao'an spent every year by Ling Yu's side, but this year he felt particularly deserted.Even though the housekeeper still dutifully decorated the Prince's Mansion in a prosperous manner, Xiang Bing was bluffing like before, Ling Yan was still depressed, and Zhao An was still very unhappy.

After dinner, Xiang Bing and the housekeeper lit fireworks, and when they happily invited him to watch the new year, Zhao'an refused with a little disgust.

But a servant who was with Ling Yu returned to the Prince's Mansion not long after, and brought news that Ling Yu was traveling day and night and would arrive in a few hours.Ling Yu didn't bother the servants, but just told the mansion in advance, so that they could keep the door, and whether they should rest or rest.

It doesn't matter to Xiang Bing and the housekeeper, anyway, they have to watch the new year, and it will be almost there in a few more hours.

Of course, this is undoubtedly great news for An, even though he was ecstatic, but he didn't show it on his face, especially in front of Xiang Bing, after all, he still remembered Xiang Bing's high fragrance.

In Xiang Bing's playful eyes, Zhao'an yawned nonchalantly, and said indifferently: "It's really stupid to watch the year." Ling Yan went back to the courtyard.

When Ling Yan was taken away, she still felt a little regretful, thinking of saying goodnight to Zhao'an and then going back to her own room, but she didn't expect to walk into the small courtyard and Zhao'an pulled him into Zhao'an's own room.

Under Ling Yan's puzzled gaze, Zhao'an calmly explained: "On the night of saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming the new year, let's have a chat. We're not watching the year, and we're not waiting for His Highness."

"..."

Ling Yan still nodded seriously.

But then the room was quiet, only the sound of candles burning.Zhao'an didn't speak, and Ling Yan didn't know what to say.

Zhao'an suppressed his drowsiness and sat on the soft couch to wait, not even letting Ling Yan go to sleep, thinking that no matter how long he waited, one of them would always be awake.

In the past, His Highness always came to give him some New Year's Eve money on New Year's Eve. Although he was no longer a child, His Highness said that he was still young in the mansion and could still get it, so he gave it every year. The money was actually for him. It's not very useful, the important thing is that Zhao'an can see His Highness at the end of the New Year's Eve and the beginning of the new year, and there is a secret joy in Zhao'an's heart.

Or maybe he really missed him.

Although he can see him in the daytime tomorrow, he can't, but he can't do it a moment earlier.

Waiting and waiting, Ling Yu didn't come back for a long time, Ling Yan didn't talk much at first, and he didn't really talk to him according to An'an's mind. The two and a half children just sat on the soft couch, staring and counting. The lanterns danced, and it didn't know how long after the sound of firecrackers rang, they all fell asleep on the desk in a daze.

It was already after midnight when Ling Yu returned to the mansion. Although he was ordered not to make trouble, Xiang Bing and the housekeeper still waited wholeheartedly to help him settle down before returning to his room to rest. Before returning to his bedroom, Ling Yu's footsteps were involuntarily Walk towards Zhao'an's small courtyard.

Seeing that the candles in Zhao'an's room in Xiaoyuan were still on, he gently pushed the door and walked in.

The two teenagers lying on the table didn't know that the person they were waiting for had returned, and they were still sound asleep.Ling Yu smiled and gently stroked Zhao'an's head. Perhaps because of an uncomfortable posture, Zhao'an raised his head that was originally buried by the desk with a "hmm" and changed it to lying sideways on the table with his forehead Because of the previous posture, there is a red indentation on the forehead, which looks like a little old man's forehead.

Ling Yu felt it was funny for a while, knowing that he was waiting for him, and felt a softness in his heart. After not seeing him for half a year, his lovesickness gradually started, and he was silent for a moment, then leaned down and kissed the soft corner of the boy's mouth softly, restrained and gentle.

He tilted his head and met Ling Yan's flustered eyes. Ling Yu paused, then put his fingers to his lips to signal him to keep silent, and then gently carried Zhao'an to the bed to settle down, and placed him beside the pillow. Left a red envelope.

After Ling Yan followed him back to his room, Ling Yu gave him a red envelope as always, and gently asked him to rest early before leaving the courtyard.For everything that just happened, there is no explanation and no explanation is needed, everything just happened as it happened.

Zhao'an woke up when the sky was just dawn, and his whole body was not well. He raised his legs and rushed into Ling Yan's room, shook Ling Yan who was in a daze, grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth: "Last night, Your Highness Have you been here?"

Ling Yan was frightened by his aura, flinched a bit, and said weakly: "The red envelope is beside your pillow..."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, as soon as he talked about Zhao'an, he knew that Ling Yan was awake when Ling Yu came back, and his heart was even more depressed. Who cares about the red envelope? He pushed away, pursed his lips and ran out again.

After a while, the sound of practicing swords came from the small courtyard. A few hens who strayed into the small courtyard were terrified by the angry figure, cooing and flapping their wings and scurrying around the courtyard. He bumped directly into Zhao'an's face head-on, and for a moment chickens flew like chickens, and chicken feathers were all over the place.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Xiang Bing hurriedly grabbed the hen thrown out by Zhao'an in his arms, and guarded the shivering little hens behind him, turning his head and cursing: "Good luck! New Year's Eve! It's so early in the morning, is there no way to use energy? It's because I was full last night! Such a waste of food, you..."

Zhao'an gave him a cold look, the sword in his hand slightly reflected the light of the sword, he took a step towards Xiang Bing with the sword in his hands, he was in a bad mood early in the morning, Ling Yan couldn't beat him, it didn't matter if he hit Xiang Bing .

Xiang Bing, who was very familiar with him, couldn't feel the anger in the eyes of the young man in front of him, and hurriedly led the little hens back, swallowed and stammered, "What are you doing, don't come here, don't think I'm afraid of you Ah." After retreating to the gate of the courtyard to confirm his safety, he changed his expression in an instant: "Hmph, you've been so angry this morning, you're full before you eat, I'll tell His Highness right now, breakfast will be free Save him from having to wait."

Zhao'an was taken aback when he heard this, and a gleam of joy flashed across his heart, he said: "Is Your Highness still in the mansion?" Isn't he going to enter the palace on the first day of the lunar new year?And it's been a long time since he had a meal with Ling Yu.

Xiang Bing paid no attention to him, rolled his eyes, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and hurried away with the little hens.

Zhao'an turned around and rushed into Ling Yan's room, seeing that Ling Yan was still frozen in the posture of being pushed by him, he didn't care about the emotion in his eyes, and hurriedly threw his clothes on him, He urged: "Get dressed quickly, Your Highness is still waiting for us to have breakfast." His tone did not show the irritability just now.Ling Yan looked up at the lively Zhao'an, said nothing, put on her clothes silently, and was dragged out by Zhao'an before she finished washing.

In the dining room, Zhao An saw people sitting there who were thinking about it day and night but felt a little timid, bowed his head and straightened his clothes before walking over, congratulating: "His Royal Highness, auspicious new year."

Ling Yan followed suit, clasped his hands together, and said, "Third brother, auspicious new year."

Ling Yu smiled and nodded, stood up and hugged Zhao'an gently, and said the same in his ear: "Auspicious new year, Zhao'an."

Zhao'an never expected to get such a hug, the tip of his nose was full of familiar smells, and the warm voice next to his ears seemed to speak to his heart, wanting to indulge in this warm embrace, and unconsciously climbed up to Ling Yu's back tightened secretly.

Then he heard Ling Yu chuckle in his ear.

The bang made Zhao'an's face a little hot, and before he could react, Ling Yu let go of him, turned around and quickly hugged Ling Yan before letting go, and said in the same way: "Auspicious new year, Ling Yan."

Zhao'an's expression turned slightly subtle for a moment.

Then Ling Yu smiled and said, "Sit down and eat."

During the dinner, I asked about Ling Yan and Zhao'an's recent situation, and told them about the scenery and knowledge of the Northwest, but did not say a word about the hardships: "Some places are completely different from our customs, and the way they show their favor is to Just give it a hug, like I did just now."

Hearing this, Ling Yan nodded solemnly, expressing that that was the case, while Zhao'an buried his face that had not faded from the heat, and was a little disappointed—it turned out to be etiquette.

But Zhao'an hadn't had dinner with Ling Yu for a long time, and he was still a little happy, but remembering that he had just come back, he asked worriedly: "Your Highness, don't you need to enter the palace today?"

"I didn't arrive until late at night last night, and I can go tomorrow." Ling Yu signaled not to worry.

"Oh." After eating for a while, Zhao'an probed again: "Your Highness, I have improved a lot in swordsmanship during this time. Even Xiang Bing can't beat me."

Ling Yu hesitated slightly, "That's good," he turned around and added another spoonful of porridge to him and Ling Yan, "Eat more, it's time to grow your body."

Ling Yan hurriedly said, "Thank you third brother."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, Zhao'an took into account the previous things and stopped talking. He thought that Ling Yu would come back anyway, and the days would be long, so he would always find a chance to talk slowly.