Shang Baiheng and Zhou Ci wandered around the Xuanzhai a few times, because they were not sure whether the hidden guards of the Beiyuan Palace were still there, so they dared not enter the Xuanzhai recklessly.

Today is the night of the full moon, Zhou Ci brought a box of medicine and had to make Qingxin Decoction for Yan Xi.

As the night fell, there was no candlelight in Xuan's house, and Shang Baiheng became worried.

Zhou Ci comforted him and said: "Your Highness has been promoted, and you are busy with official duties, so you may come home late."

Shang Baiheng was troubled, and pondered: "But today is the fifteenth day, not to mention the last time he had a full moon night—"

Zhou Ci waited for Shang Baiheng to continue, but the other party stopped abruptly. Zhou Ci asked suspiciously: "What happened last time?"

Shang Baiheng swallowed those words and said, "It's nothing."

Zhou Ci found that he could not understand this old friend more and more.

He had that subtle guess again.It's just that Shang Baiheng has always kept a very strict distance from Yan Xi. Once his guess is asked, it will be a blasphemy against Shang Baiheng.

Zhou Ci didn't ask any more questions.

He himself had a thought, which he pressed to death in his heart, and he understood the secret and pain that could not be asked or told.

Shang Baiheng and Zhou Ci finally sat down in the house opposite Xuan's house.

They didn't see a familiar figure until it was almost curfew.

Shang Baiheng whistled once, but the other party heard it.

Wei Chifeng wiped his traces, opened the door and came in, saw the two, and respectfully saluted: "Mr. Shang, Doctor Zhou."

Recently, Wei Chifeng's attitude has changed from his former arrogance, Shang Baiheng naturally knows the reason, as a teacher of Yan Xi, he is not under Wei Chifeng's official position now, so he accepts it calmly and asks: "Where is Wei Yu?"

Wei Chifeng's expression changed.

What happened tonight was very subtle, as if the student had done something out of the ordinary and was caught by the teacher.

Wei Chifeng was not sure whether Yan Xi was willing to say that he had no intention of the master, so he could only try his best to cover it up.He just made up a lie in front of Mr. Shang, Wei Chifeng didn't know what to do, he organized his words, and first picked the words that could confuse the public and said: "Today Jiang Lei assassinated His Highness—"

Shang Baiheng was so shocked that his face turned pale: "How is your Highness?"

Wei Chifeng quickly comforted: "Your Highness is very strong in martial arts, with Jiang Lei's skills, he can't hurt His Highness. However, His Highness didn't make a move, the little prince rushed to save His Highness, and now His Highness is in Beiyuan Palace."

Shang Baiheng heard something unusual, looked at Wei Chifeng and asked, "Little Prince rescued Wei Yu himself?"

Wei Chifeng was looked at a little guilty, tried to calm down and said: "Yes, the little prince has stood up, Jiang Lei's skill is not enough for the little prince's ten moves."

Shang Baiheng pondered and said: "The little prince has painstakingly hidden his disability for many years, and exposed it for the sake of light rain... When did the two of them reach the point where they are so daring?"

In fact, Wei Chifeng has already said it very skillfully, but Shang Baiheng is extremely clever, asking one after another, Wei Chifeng answers more and more loopholes.He was defeated and said: "Your Highness has a good relationship with the young prince, uh, very good."

Shang Baiheng looked at Wei Chifeng inquisitively, and Wei Chifeng's scalp tingled from looking at him.

Zhou Ci on the side didn't think about that, and said: "I also think that the little prince and His Highness are very good. The last time His Highness impeached Jiang Pu, it was the little prince who stepped forward at a critical moment."

Shang Baiheng got a clue from Wei Chifeng's expression, he slowed down and asked: "So, it's going to be a curfew soon, and Wei Yu is still in Beiyuan Palace?"

Wei Chifeng thought of watching Fang Xun order someone to reboil the water in the Beiyuan Palace just now, and told the water to keep warm in the pot, and pass it on when it is ready to use.This situation is afraid that it will not come back all night.But he really couldn't say it, so he could only prevaricate: "It's quite late, maybe there is something important to discuss, so let's wait."

Shang Baiheng was stunned, suddenly realized something, stared at Wei Chifeng and said: "Give me a promise, will Xiaoyu come back tonight?"

Wei Chifeng had faced many critical situations without cowardice, but he was thrown into confusion by Shang Baiheng's persecution.He neither dared to reveal such intimate things about Yan Xi privately, nor did he dare to hide the truth from his teacher Shang Baiheng, so he could only helplessly wipe off his sweat.

"I understand." Shang Baiheng said with a serious face, "If it's not what I understand, you can continue."

Wei Chifeng shut up immediately as if saved.I thought to myself, this is not what I said, it is because Mr. Shang is too smart.

Shang Baiheng was completely sure.

Only Zhou Ci was confused, Zhou Ci was about to ask something, so he heard Shang Baiheng say: "I'm leaving, you can also go back to Bei Ye."

Before Zhou Ci could react, Shang Baiheng didn't wait for him, pushed the door out without looking back, and melted into the night in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Ci and Wei Chifeng looked at each other, raised their eyes and asked Wei Chifeng: "What's wrong with Daozhi?"

Wei Chifeng could only shake his head innocently.

He thought: I'm just a guard, what can I say?What can I say?What can I say?

As soon as Shang Baiheng left the house, the sound of curfew had already sounded.

Shang Baiheng went to Beiyuan Palace first, looked at the closed gate, knowing that the gate would not be opened again tonight.

He hid in the night and watched for a long time.

Someone staring at the Beiyuan Palace for a long time will definitely alarm the hidden guards of the Beiyuan Palace.

There was a dark guard who was very close to Shang Baiheng for a time, probably because he saw Shang Baiheng's distraught appearance, he didn't show up to make it difficult for Shang Baiheng, and instead monitored from a distance.

Shang Baiheng is a scholar, so naturally he didn't notice the approach of the hidden guards. He knew that he couldn't wait for his students to come out, so he waited outside for a long time.

It wasn't until the next hour when the watchman passed by that he woke up and left.

The restaurants are closed, but they can't knock on the door if they want to buy wine.

Only the flower boat on Zhuque Lake was still singing and dancing, Shang Baiheng walked aimlessly to the edge of Zhuque Lake, pulled a small boat carrying wine, and bought two jars of wine from the boatman at a high price.

Shang Baiheng carried the wine but didn't know where to go, he just picked a remote path and walked all the way to Wangbei Mountain by Zhuque Lake.

On the guardhouse at the mountain gate, Shang Baiheng met a soldier from the Five Cities Army Masi.

The soldier blocked Shang Baiheng's way, and Shang Baiheng took out his tooth card to reveal his identity.

Xiaobing didn't even have a rank, and the most people he came into contact with were the officials who hadn't entered the ranks. The commander of the five cities' soldiers and horses was only at the sixth rank. Xiaobing never expected to meet a senior official of the fifth rank.

The little soldier was so frightened that he let go immediately, and carefully reminded that it was going to rain soon, and the mountain was dangerous at night.

Shang Baiheng said nothing, just looking for a place to drink.

Shang Baiheng himself did not expect that the only time in his life he used power to do things was to find a sad place.

Shang Baiheng walked aimlessly to the high place, reached the top of the mountain in the dark, and finally sat on the north-facing rock on the top of the mountain.

Slapping the wine jar away, Shang Baiheng looked far to the north, the Fourteen Continents of Yunhu Lake, which was far away from Langfeng Pass, which could not be seen at all.

Frustrated wine, bowl after bowl.

The Fourteen Continents of Yunhu Lake are occupied by Mang Rong, and his students are occupied by... Song Beiming.

Shang Baiheng knew that he couldn't make a comparison like this, but these two things were very sad on his heart.

He never indulged himself in drinking, so he didn't know how much he was drinking.Just try out a real chapter today.

But it's a pity, he can drink too much, after a jar of wine, ordinary people should be drunk, but Shang Baiheng was not drunk.

When he opened the second jar of wine, it started to rain.

Not much rain, tiny.

light rain.

The rain fell on Shang Baiheng's head, eyebrows, and face. He drank bowl after bowl, but the name he called in his heart became more and more clear.

The wine couldn't get him out of it, and he finally broke the bowl and lay on his back in the rain.

The rain drenched him.

This rain made Shang Baiheng understand what he had missed.

He wanted to yell out the name that was in his heart to the mountain stream, but even if he knew that he was the only one on this mountain, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk of embarrassing Yan Xi.

Shang Baiheng has the demeanor of a feather fan and a plank in his strategy; but in his love and thoughts, he is walking on thin ice, unable to move an inch.

Shang Baiheng was in too much pain.

At the extreme point of embarrassment, he stood on the dangerous horizontal stone and wanted to shout out loudly, but finally read a poem:

"The Luohua people are independent, and the little swifts fly together."

"At that time, the bright moon was there, and it once returned with the colorful clouds." ①

"The bright moon was there at that time," Shang Baiheng had never cried before, his tears fell on the rocks, and he cried bitterly, "Micro swifts fly together."

"The bright moon of that night is no longer there, no longer..."

No one saw how much he drank that night, and no one knew how long he cried bitterly.

The little soldier at the foot of the mountain saw that it had been raining for a long time, but no one came down the mountain. He was afraid that the high official had an accident and he would not be able to take responsibility, so he went up the mountain worriedly holding an umbrella to find someone.

When he got to the middle of the mountain, he encountered a ravine full of water and the muddy ground was too difficult and dangerous. He couldn't leave his post for too long, and he didn't dare to climb up again. He was extremely anxious.

Fortunately, when the sky was light in the early morning, the high official came down by himself.

Xiao Bing saw that the senior official was soaked all over, his face was young and handsome, and there were white hairs on his temples.

Xiao Bing thought that he hadn't seen it clearly last night, so he couldn't help but look at the messy white hair a few more times.

The senior official was easy-going, looked him up and down, and asked his name when he left, saying that he was loyal to his duty and was a good soldier.

The soldier reported his name as Ding Fu, but the senior official said he had written it down.

Shang Baiheng walked out of the mountain gate, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said loudly: "There is no direction in my heart, and there will be no disadvantages. From now on, teaching and employing people will reward my ambition!"

Ding Fu would check the mountain road after he was off duty every day. He followed the swaying footprints along the way to the horizontal stone on the top of the mountain.

Then saw someone drew a picture with a sharp stone on the stone surface. It was drizzling and two swallows were chasing each other and playing among the willows.

There were a few dark red flowers in the middle of the painting. He was still wondering where the paint came from, but when he looked closer, it turned out to be blood.

If Ding Fu has read books and saw this painting, he would definitely think of that line of the poem—Micro swifts fly together.

At the end of the next day, Yan Xi woke up.

He woke up refreshed for the first time, and turned his head to see Song Beiming, who was sleeping soundly and had not forgotten to cover him with one hand.

Yan Xi looked at this sleeping face by the faint candlelight outside the tent.

Song Beiming, who was asleep, was less aggressive, but Yan Xi no longer believed in this person's restraint and introverted pretense.

There was absolutely no sense of propriety or shame in this man's bed.

Mrs. Pei's lectures were all in vain.

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Yan Xi got on this bed, and was soon made to cry. When the tears rolled down at first, Yan Xi didn't realize it, but when he was told not to cry, he was shocked that he had lost his composure.He struggles to escape, and is coaxed into saying it will be better next time.

As a result, his tears wet the mattress and each other's chests.Song Beiming relieved him of his dryness in the dampness, and made him cry hot in the dampness.

Sure enough, Song Beiming just wanted to make him cry.

Yan Xi had nowhere to escape in the strong arms, she was comforted layer upon layer, demanded inside and out, knocked to the point of falling off the bed, and pulled back again and again.

Later, Yan Xi's basic consciousness was slackened, and he was tired and sleepy. He vaguely remembered that he was carried to the bath like a baby, and when he came back, he completely lost consciousness after touching the pillow.

Yan Xi remained silent.

Song Beiming stopped pretending and opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other in the dim light.

Note ①: Luohuaren is independent, and Weiyan is flying together.... At that time, the bright moon was there, and it once returned home according to the colorful clouds.——Quoted from Song Yanjidao's "Linjiang Immortal · Dream Queen Tower High Lock"