As soon as that was said, the atmosphere became very odd.
The temperature on Yu Yan's cheeks climbed uncontrollably, and he wanted to dig a hole right there and bury himself.
What rambling words was he talking!
Yu Yan was so ashamed that he didn't have the face to see anyone, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the expression of Mu Yungui, swallowing, "You, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that, I just ......"
Shepherd Yun returned and suddenly held his hand in the opposite hand.
"Master don't worry, my subordinate understands."
Shepherd Yun Gui circled his with a dry, warm palm, his ten fingers and palm with thin calluses from martial arts practice, a little itchy as they slid over his hand.
Yu Yan could have cringed a bit, but held back from pulling it out.
To focus on the bigger picture.
Yu Yan said to himself in his heart.
Time was of the essence, and he had to do this if he was going to let Makuyun return to save the others.
Don't wimp out.
Makuyun bent down, one hand still holding Yu Yan's hand while the other went all the way up the small arm. Those hands touched Yu Yan tentatively through his clothes, and with each touch, Yu Yan shivered wimply.
This was the first time he was fully awake and in close contact with Makuyun.
Time seemed to be stretched out infinitely, and every detail was terribly clear. He felt those hands come to the side of his neck, bare . The naked skin was still cool with winter, lining the other man's hands even hotter.
"May I?" Shepherd Cloud returned to ask gently.
What's there to ask at a time like this!
But the little shadowguard looked very serious, he half-kneeled in front of Yu Yan, tilting his head slightly, his eyes firm and steady.
Yu Yan's heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest, he moved away and said fiercely, "Hurry, hurry, you're still not Qianjun!"
It was a pity that there was not enough mid-air, sounding like a bluffing kitten.
There was a low tone of air coming from in front of him, and Shepherd Yun Gui finally didn't hold back and laughed softly.
He quickly restrained his laughter, his fingers slowly descending, starting with the plate buttons on his collar and unraveling them one by one, revealing the white porcelain-like texture inside.
As a prince, Yu Yan had been learning martial arts since he was young, and his body wasn't as thin as other Kunjuns. This was also the reason why he was able to hide his identity for so many years. But only Mu Yungui knew how soft and sensitive the body that this man hid under his shirt was, it couldn't stand the touch.
But that was the time to get emotional.
Now, Yu Yan seemed to be overstressed, his delicate and smooth muscles taut and trembling slightly.
It was impossible to get into a state like this.
"Master this won't do." Shepherd's voice was low and hoarse, seducing by the book, "Relax some."
"I ...... I ......"
How is this going to relax!
Yu Yan didn't dare to look at the other man's movements at all; he leaned back against the seat, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched with tension.
Shepherd Yun returned a silent sigh.
"Lord Meng and his party have mostly left the outskirts of the city at the moment, and if we delay any longer, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous." Shepherd Yun Gui gazed at Yu Yan and said softly, "It's urgent, the master is offended."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed the side of the other's neck.
"Mmm-!"
Yu Yan's body instinctively struggle, but the disparity in physical strength between the two, shepherd cloud returned a hand to hold people down, unable to move.
The first thing that you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing.
Yu Yan breathing a tight, head raised to reveal the fragile Adam's apple, finally couldn't help but let out a low sob.
Shepherd's hands tightened and buckled around his waist.
The pleasure kept climbing, even the breathing became hot, and the aroma of pear blossoms overflowed.
Yu Yan felt as if he was prey to a predator biting into his lifeblood, wanting to break free, but there was nowhere to escape.
......
......
When Yu Yan woke up, the sky was already completely dark.
The candles in the palace had been replaced with a new batch, bright and warm, reflecting the entire palace in lights.
Yu Yan curled up in the soft bed, with a faint numbness at the end of his fingertips, the ends of his eyes crying red, and his eyes like water.
It was too much tonight.
In order to get him into a state of mind, Mu Yunguo treated him with extreme tenderness and patience, and Yu Yan was so aroused that he was going crazy, and what he finally said and did has been completely lost.
He only remembered one thing.
At the moment when his emotions climbed to their peak, he seemed to feel Makuyun lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
It was like a dragonfly, yet it seemed to be full of deep emotion.
They had never kissed each other, even if they were so close now, Mu Yungui also abide by etiquette, never exceeded half a step.
But today, the feeling is also fleeting, so fast that it seems to be just Yu Yan's illusion.
Is it really just an illusion?
Yu Yan couldn't tell.
The bedchamber was empty, and the book case that they had made a mess of had been packed away. There was a clean set of clothes neatly folded on the bed, and on the far side of the long case a soup cup was simmering over a small fire, emitting the fragrant aroma of food.
The man, even if he had to leave, had taken care of everything in an orderly fashion.
Yu Yan rolled over and buried his head in the blanket.
It had just sent the man away, but I actually missed him a bit.
Really. ......
The winters in Gangtok have always been tough.
Unlike the bitter, dry winds of the north, Gangtok is constantly raining and snowing in winter, and the cold can soak into one's bones.
Yu Yan hated winter.
He ordered two more fire pots in the house and took a sip of the tea at hand.
It's already cold.
Yu Yan: "......"
Yu Yan always likes to be quiet, the chamberlain only guarded the outside of the house, and no one was left inside. And these things are usually done by Makuyun Gui.
He can't tell anyone that Mu Yungui is not in the palace.
Yu Yan pressed his eyebrows and became even more upset.
"Your Highness, Eunuch Wei has arrived." Someone reported outside the door, and when Yu Yan raised his head, he saw an old eunuch with white hair walk in.
This Eunuch Wei was the person beside the Empress.
This is a very important part of a person's life, and it's a very important part of a person's life.
Yu Yan got up and welcomed the man in, and when asked, it was really the Empress who wanted to invite him to the palace for dinner.
The Empress of Great Yan, the Qin Clan, has a distinguished family lineage with the backing of the Duke of Zhenbei's Qin family, and her power in the court cannot be underestimated. However, after her marriage to the King of Yan, she has been unable to produce any concubines, and is anxious to see the birth of two princes.
She planned to kill Yu Yan's mother and take her son away from him, and then she transferred Yu Yan to her own palace to raise him.
And after the birth of her fifth prince, Yu Hong, the Empress gradually distanced herself from Yu Yan and couldn't wait to have him moved out of the palace as soon as he was old enough.
All these years, too, he was unheard of and seldom came and went.
Today, however, it was strange.
Yu Yan sighed for a moment and asked, "Today ...... is the ninth day of the month, do you know why the Queen Mother invited me to dinner?"
Eunuch Wei: "Slave doesn't know."
After all, the Empress was his nominal mother, and her mother summoned, even if it was a Hongmen Banquet, there was no reason for him not to go.
Yu Yan sent Eunuch Wei away, changed his clothes, and stepped on the meal to the Empress's bedchamber.
The chamberlain led him to the warmth of the dining room, and before he even stepped through the door, he heard a voice come out.
"You've lost weight again in a few days, and you're not eating properly regardless, are you?"
"No it's not, you send food to my palace every day, and I've gained a lot of weight."
The Empress sat on the throne, in a goose yellow palace dress, looking graceful and beautiful as ever. And Yu Hong is sitting at her right hand, mother and son are talking happily.
Hearing the report from the chamberlain, Yu Hong raised his eyes to look over, right on Yu Yan's gaze.
His eyes lit up, "Imperial brother!"
Yu Hong was about to get up to greet him, but the Empress held him back. He gave the Empress a hesitant glance and sat back in his original position.
Yu Yan pretended not to see it and knelt towards the Empress and bowed, "I see the Mother."
"Get up." The Empress said in a soft voice, "Today is a family banquet, just be casual."
Yu Yan: "Yes."
Yu Yan wasn't polite, and straight away settled down next to Yu Hong.
This meal was not so much a family feast as it was those two mothers and sons plus Yu Yan, an outsider.
But having lived in the empress's bedroom for many years, Yu Yan had gotten used to this person treating him as if he didn't exist and didn't care.
The only thing that is unpleasant is that the food here in the Queen is as bad as ever.
When the dinner was finished, the Empress finally said the second sentence of the night to Yu Yan: "Yan'er is not young, but has yet to marry, but has a sweetheart?"
Yuyen: "......"
I knew there was nothing kind about inviting him to dinner.
Yu Yan barely smiled and replied, "Back to the Mother, no."
"No is fine." The Empress nodded her head, "The Palace has a young niece, aged sixteen, both in terms of conduct and appearance are very much in line with you. It's not a bad idea to call her into the palace another time, so you can meet her and set up a marriage as soon as possible."
Yu Yan: "............"
"No!" Without waiting for Yu Yan to reply, Yu Hong interrupted with a frown, "Mother, that's not what you said just now."
"Hong'er ......"
Yu Hong was hardly angry: "Why force the royal brother to marry, he hasn't even seen the others!"
"Shut up." The Empress snapped, "When is it your turn to interfere when I'm talking to your royal brother?"
Yu Hong opened his mouth and didn't say anything else.
The Empress turned back to Yu Yan, "Yan'er, I am also doing this for your own good. A man starts a family first and then establishes a career, can see you get married and have children, I believe that your birth mother has a spirit under the spring and can rest in peace."
There's a spirit under the spring.
Yu Yan's eyes narrowed, but he still did not say anything.
The Empress was still exhorting something bitterly, but Yu Yan didn't listen to any of it.
He neither listened nor interrupted, waiting for the Empress to finish all of it before Yu Yan nonchalantly got up and knelt in front of the Empress: "Thank you, Mother, but it's not necessary."
Yu Yan spoke smoothly and without losing his manners: "My son is now dedicated to my Great Yan, and does not have any plans to get married or have children."
The Empress's face turned pale: "Yan'er, you may wish to reconsider ......"
"Consider what?" Yu Yan raised his eyes to look at her, showing a hint of coldness, "Is it to consider marrying a Qin back home so that you can more easily control my every move?"
"Or should I take the opportunity to have my father give me a title and be an idle prince from then on, away from the capital?"
"Yu-yan!"
Yu Yan dropped his eyes: "My son misspoke."
The Empress wanted to say something else, but Yu Yan patted his clothes and straightened up, "And ......"
"If you truly want your son's mother's soul to rest in peace in the spring, why did you have to pick the day of her sacrifice to plot against her only son?"
Not only was the Empress startled by these words, even Yu Hong, who was beside him, was stunned.
"If the Mother has nothing else, my son will take his leave."
Yu Yan bowed to the Empress and turned around to leave.
It had snowed at some point in the sky.
Yu Yan didn't let anyone follow him when he came, and there was no sedan waiting outside the door at the moment, so it was good that there were only a few scattered snowflakes in the sky, and there was still time to return to the bedchamber before the snow became too heavy.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the newest addition to the list.
Someone called out to him from behind, "Imperial brother!"
Yu Yan stopped in his tracks.
Yu Hong quickly chased out from the house: "How did the imperial brother not take a sedan chair? Go back in my sedan chair."
Yu Yan asked, "I used yours, what are you going to do later?"
"Let them come back to pick me up again." Yu Hong said, "Mother will keep me for a while anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go back."
"No need." Yu Yan shook his head, "It's not snowing much, I'll walk by myself."
"Imperial Brother ......" Yu Hong grabbed his hand and whispered, "I'm sorry that Mother Mother didn't say this to me today when she said she would invite you to dinner. Neither did I ......"
"It's none of your business."
Yu Yan patted the snowflakes on his shoulder and smiled, "Go inside quickly, don't even wear your outer robe, be careful of catching cold."
After saying that, he waved his hand towards Yu Hong and turned around to walk into the snow.
But he didn't go in the direction of his own bedchamber, but in a different direction.
It was the place where his mother consort lived before her death.
Every year, on the ninth day of the first month, it was the festival day of Yu Yan's mother.
Yu Yan's birth mother was a hooker woman who fell in love with the humble Yan King and was brought to the palace to give birth to a son. When she gave birth to an heir, everyone thought that she should be a mother and a child. But when Yu Yan was five years old, she suddenly left a suicide note and threw herself into a well in the courtyard of her own bedroom.
That's right, even to this day, everyone still thinks that the woman threw herself into a well.
Only Yu Yan knows the truth.
But he couldn't say.
To this day, even that murderer has forgotten how he forced that isolated woman to die in the snowy night more than a decade ago.
The palace in front of you is brightly lit, the courtyard is filled with colored silk and red lanterns, and a few small eunuchs are building snowmen in the courtyard. In the distance, there were palace maidens waving fireworks sticks and laughing and chasing each other.
Yu Yan stood by the palace wall and watched all of this from a distance.
Yu Yan's mother was extremely popular and lived in one of the most crowded palaces in the harem.
The first few years after her death, Yu Yan was able to go to the courtyard where her mother threw in the well to pay her respects.
The company has been in the process of developing the new product, and the company is now in the process of developing the new product.
By now, he didn't even have a place to miss his mother.
Yu Yan stood in the same place for a long time, the cold wind mercilessly penetrated through the clothes, needles stabbing into the bones.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, gathered his fox fur tightly around him, and turned to leave.
But froze.
A tall figure stood under a tree in the distance, gazing at him steadily.
Mu Yungui did not know how long he had been standing there, his shoulders and hair were covered in snow, and he looked quite wretched.
Yu Yan restrained his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
He walked over in three or two steps and asked with a smile, "Why did you come back so early, afraid that I'll be bullied?"
"Well." Makoto nodded, "I'm afraid you'll be bullied."
Yu Yan: "Follow me all the time?"
"No." Shepherd returned, "Returned to the bedchamber to find the master absent, so ......"
"So you just came straight here?" Yu Yan asked, "How did you know I was here?"
The shepherd returned, "Because the master comes every year today."
Every year today, he would come here and stop for a long time.
In this way, he paid tribute to the woman who was buried forever in winter, and in this way, he reminded himself to keep going and not give up.
Yu Yan suddenly took a step forward and hugged the person in front of him tightly.
The snowstorm in the sky was growing, and inside the palace walls, it was fireworks and laughter.
And on this side of the wall, there is a shepherd cloud return.
All of his joy, anger, sadness, grievances, someone knows, someone understands.
The road is difficult and thorny, but the good news is that he is not alone.
Yu Yan felt the other party's rapid and strong heartbeat, closed his eyes: "Then you are late, just now someone really bullied me."
Mu Yungui wrapped his arms around his waist and gently said, "Then I'll help my master take revenge."
"You didn't even ask who it was."
"Subordinates don't care."
Yu Yan raised his head, the other party's handsome eyes lowered, and endless tenderness poured out.
He fixed his eyes for a long time before breaking free from that embrace, his ears reddening slightly, "Go away, go back to the palace, this Highness is freezing to death!"
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