Yuezhaoyingan

Chapter 44

Ling Yu walked into the small courtyard, waved off the guards, and entered the room. Zhao'an's injuries were not serious, but his face was pale after several days of driving.He did not sit on the bed or other softer and more comfortable places, but rested his head on the cold wooden chair back, folded his legs and lowered his eyes in the wide and stiff chair, his straight back bent down, and the food on the table He didn't move a mouthful, even Ling Yu didn't move when he came in.

Ling Yu said softly: "Zhao'an..."

Zhao'an's face was hidden in the shadows, he turned his head to look at Ling Yu, and asked calmly, "Your Highness, will you abandon me?"

The blankness that flashed in Zhao'an's eyes at that moment stung his heart, Ling Yu shook his head: "No." After a short silence, he asked again in a hoarse voice: "Why did you do this?"

"There is no reason..." Zhao'an's voice seemed a little lonely, "Maybe it's just unwillingness."

Ling Yu looked at his thin back and said, "I just want you to live comfortably, and I don't intend to send Ling Yan into the army." He didn't say anything about the necessity before, let alone now.

Zhao'an focused his eyes, looked at him and said softly: "The year you were injured, I actually came back."

Ling Yu was taken aback, hearing the words recalling that seemingly indistinct night, but he couldn't tell which part was real and which part was his own obsession and illusion. He also woke up that night, so he finally decided to let Ji Qing Go to Tianxin Pavilion and guard Zhao'an.

Zhao'an stood up slowly, his eyes gradually showed desperate determination, as if tearing apart the fact that he didn't want to admit bloody again: "I know that Ling Yan is the prince, but I'm just an outcast you picked up. You said that I am different from him."

That day, what he said to Qu He when Qu He asked about it - how is he like Ling Yan?

Ling Yu never thought that Zhao'an would be so concerned about this matter in his heart, although everyone in the mansion has never treated him lightly, and he himself understands the importance of Zhao'an.

He subconsciously retorted: "That's not the case, Zhao'an."

But Zhao'an didn't give him a chance to express his opinion. With long-standing hesitation and struggle, inferiority and unwillingness accumulated in his eyes, he gradually raised his voice: "But has your Highness ever thought that I want to stay by your side? I also tried very hard to stay by your side. When I was in the Assassination Division, I thought that as long as I learned my skills well, I could return to the Prince’s Mansion and His Highness’s side. I was really afraid of pain, but I was thinking of myself It’s good to be able to do something for you.”

"But His Royal Highness doesn't want to believe me, and always wants to push me away. Even if Ji Qing is not around, he would rather let Xiang Bing follow. I don't want to play this kind of drama of Tianxin Pavilion Master."

"I know that Ling Yan is His Highness's younger brother, and I know that His Highness cherishes him. He can get all His Highness's attention from the very beginning. What is there to be dissatisfied with, but he still disregards his status and shows off, but His Highness is punished. , and knelt in the snow for so long because of him, why, there are so many princes of Chengdi, why is Ling Yan so important to His Highness. His Highness can allow him to enter the barracks, but His Highness won’t let me do anything, He didn't consider my thoughts, so I am not reconciled, so I hate him!"

When Zhaoan was a teenager, there was a very sharp moment, but it was just more cold and violent. Such agitated emotions had never appeared before, let alone in front of Ling Yu.Right now, he poured out the resentment in his heart with his words, and embraced the hatred for Ling Yan, as if it was really just a young man who was mean to his peers, simply hating Ling Yan for bullying Ling Yu's attention and attention. Indulging, hating Ling Yan's self-willedness and recklessness.

But he was too emotional, but ignored what he shouldn't know in the words - "I knelt in the snow for so long because of him..."

Ling Yu's lips moved slightly, wanting to ask Zhao'an how he knew the details of his intercession for Ling Yan, but he couldn't ask because he already had the answer in his heart, so the question was meaningless.

That day Rizhaoan entered the palace and heard the conversation between Emperor Cheng and him, but Zhaoan stood there for a long time and left quietly without saying or doing anything.

Even though Zhao'an didn't say a word about Chengdi's promise to preserve his military power, he didn't mention the advantages brought by him now joining the military because of Ling Yan's incident, and he didn't say that it was all for his own good. , but Ling Yu understood that what finally prompted Zhao'an to kill Ling Yan was not because of his repeated unwillingness, but because of what Emperor Cheng said, and to preserve his own power and opportunity.

In fact, Zhao'an has never changed, whether he is right or wrong, he is the root of all Zhao'an's actions.In Zhao'an's eyes, there is no right or wrong, everything is for Ling Yu himself.

At that time, I was restless, and without any plan, I rashly told Zhao An that I wanted to save Ling Yan, and Zhao An didn't refute it, because he knew that he would do anything to save Ling Yan, even if he lost his army. Ministry, even if it falls to the bottom again.

Zhao An didn't understand this approach, but he didn't want to ask any more because of the many things he had concealed from him for a long time, so he could only put all his eggs in one basket and follow his ideas.

He didn't want to let himself struggle and feel guilty, and he didn't want to end up in a mess, so he took everything on him.

The one who broke Zhao'an's last tense heartstring was himself.

I had many opportunities to tell him about my relationship with Ling Yan, but I chose to conceal it.If he had spoken out at that time, Zhao'an would have understood the meaning of Ling Yan to him, and he would also understand that besides power, there are more things he cherishes.

Like Ling Yan, like him.

Ling Yu suddenly remembered that in every kind of future he had imagined, there was actually Zhao An. Whether he wanted to place him in the school grounds or let him manage Tianxin Pavilion, the original intention behind every step was to bring Zhaoan stayed by his side.

Apart from saying that it was for Zhao'an's well-being, he didn't explain his own thoughts. He kept his unspoken affection and arranged all this stubbornly, but ignored Zhao'an's uneasiness.

After Zhao An vented, the room was silent, his face was mad and painful, he wiped his face silently, he thought there would be tears, but there was nothing.

In the silence, Ling Yu walked towards him, his heart trembled every time he took a step, as if he needed a lot of courage to support him.

He stood in front of the painful Zhao'an, lowered his eyelids, lowered his head to cover the trembling lips in front of him, and kissed Zhao'an like this.

The soft and unfamiliar touch made Zhao'an's eyes widen, his mind was blank and buzzing, he froze in place, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and each other tasted bitterness on their lips.

After parting, Ling Yu held Zhao'an's shoulders tightly, looked into his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the difference between you and Ling Yan, do you understand?"

Zhaoan, do you understand?Such unacceptable feelings.

The world is vast, and he hopes that Ling Yan can do what he wants to do. If he wants to go to Cenqi Mountain or the military camp, he is willing to pave the way for him.As for Zhao'an, he regretted it, regretted that once Cen Qishan left, it would be a long separation of seven years, he was afraid that once Zhao'an left, he would never want to come back, he didn't want to, he just wanted to be able to keep Zhao'an firmly by his side, Confine his wings gently or firmly, never let him leave half a step, and there will be no twists and turns from now on.Whether he likes it or not.

The warmth on her lips was still there, and Zhao An was trembling all over: "Your Highness..."

Ling Yu kissed him... when he cared so much about the difference between Ling Yan and him in Ling Yu's heart, even when he almost killed Ling Yan twice.Ling Yu's kiss told him that he had misunderstood, and that the so-called difference was exactly what he had been looking forward to for a long time, and he didn't even dare to ask for it.

And now it all seemed so hopeless.

"Zhao'an." Ling Yu said sadly: "Ling Yan is my own younger brother, and he is the only thought left by my mother."

"So according to Ann, he must live well."

In desperation, Zhao'an froze in place, and for a moment didn't understand what Ling Yu meant. Ling Yan was the prince of Emperor Cheng, and he was Ling Yu's own younger brother. Why did he mention His Highness's mother...

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief. All the things are connected together, but they seem to be mixed together. Ling Yu and Ling Yan have slightly similar eyebrows and eyes, but they are not the same as Emperor Cheng. On the day of the fire, Ling Yu was in despair. His face, the way he turned his head while listening to Ling Yan talking about his mother, focused on Ling Yan, his patience and dedication to Ling Yan was different from ordinary people.

His Highness's mother is also Ling Yan's mother.

After understanding everything, Zhao An felt his heart was stuck in one place, as if he forgot to breathe, and tears flowed down like this in a daze: "Why is it like this..."

Ling Yu let go of Zhao'an's shoulders, and looked deeply at the despairing eyes of the person in front of him, his panic-stricken appearance made people feel distressed.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears from Zhao'an's face, Ling Yu silently took him into his arms. He never wanted Zhao'an to bear pain and despair, but no matter what he did, he couldn't avoid it.

Zhao'an has longed for this hug for so long, but right now he is too dazed to feel it.

Ling Yan is an existence that no amount of power can be exchanged for, but she almost killed him with her own hands.

Ling Yu never felt that Zhao'an was at fault, it was himself who was at fault.The struggle for power is pressing every step of the way. There is no perfect strategy for being alone, but it is just that someone helps him carry the burden forward.

But now that he has been put on the stage, he will not be allowed to leave the stage easily.

Perhaps for Zhao An, this feeling and the truth came unexpectedly, no matter whether he could understand it or not, and how long it took to accept it, before the matter became irreparable, he could not let Zhao An intervene in Ling Yan's affairs again.

He let go of Zhao'an who was in a trance, and suppressed his sadness.

When walking out of the room, he said to Xiang Bing in a deep voice: "Xiang Bing, don't let Zhao'an leave the room for half a step."