The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

After the hustle and bustle in the hall, there was silence, the beating node of the heart vibrated like a drum, Wen Yijin looked at Yin Xuanye's reddened eye sockets, and curled his fingertips.

"No." After a long time, he said, "I'm not always calm."

How could it be possible to be indifferent and remain calm and sober when dealing with the person on top of his heart.

That night, after kissing Yin Xuanye, he returned to the mansion the next day. He was afraid that he would be impulsive and ruin Yin Xuanye. Later, he deliberately confirmed the rumors that the two "seized power" for the sake of the two. It is right to lay the foundation for the future, but when he saw Yin Xuanye was angry because of him, he also wondered if he did something wrong and shouldn't make him feel uncomfortable.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Yin Xuanye, but from the bottom of his heart, he hopes that he will always be a respected emperor.

The person he loves is a soaring eagle, and he doesn't want to be the executioner who broke his wings with his own hands.

He looked at Yin Xuanye's moist and angry eyes, and the flushed eyes seemed to be stubborn and fragile, and he couldn't bear it all at once.

Can't bear him being wronged, can't bear his appearance, can't bear... He looks at him like this.

He took a step forward and pulled him into his arms again. Yin Xuanye's legs hanging beside him were clenched into fists, and he stood there in a daze, motionless.

"I was wrong." He took the initiative to lower his head, "I was wrong."

In this relationship, he was used to being the one who thoughtfully planned for the two of them, and he was used to taking care of Yin Xuanye.

"Next time something happens, I will definitely discuss it with you," he said.

As soon as Wen Yijin softened his attitude to coax others, Yin Xuanye couldn't hold back anymore. The anger he was holding back just now turned into grievance, and his eyes were hot. He didn't want Wen Yijin to see this embarrassing state, so he grabbed His clothes were buried in his shoulders, and his breathing was heavy, wet, spraying on Wen Yijin's neck.

The suppressed voice made a low, muffled sound. After a while, Wen Yijin let go of him and raised his face. Yin Xuanye turned his face away, with a hoarse voice: "Don't look at me."

The corners of his eyes, the cheeks and the tip of his nose were flushed, and his lips were even redder. Wen Yijin turned his face back, and with his eyelids drooping, Wen Yijin lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.

Yin Xuanye pursed his lips and wanted to say, let Wen Yijin wait for him for a few more years, but felt that there was no need to say it now.

Wen Yijin lowered her head again, and tapped his lips lightly. This time, she didn't move away too much. The two breathed together, entangled and lingering. Wen Yijin kissed him. The long and moist kiss made Yin Xuanye breathe gradually. not come.

He raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder, as if he wanted to push it away, but also as if he was reluctant to push it away.

Wen Yijin picked him up, placed him on the seat, and leaned over to kiss him.

Coaxing people, coaxing and coaxing, the taste changed, and the tears also changed the taste.

……

……

The palace door opened again, Lu Xi raised his head, saw that it was Wen Yijin, he bowed his waist and called out "Prince Regent", just as Wen Yijin was about to speak, footsteps came from behind him.

When he turned his head, Yin Xuanye straightened his clothes, his complexion became much rosier, and the color on his lips became brighter. He glanced lightly at Lu Xi and asked him to prepare some clean water.

Lu Xi paused, agreed, and retreated.

"Didn't I let you take a break?" Wen Yijin said in a low voice.

"I'm fine." Yin Xuanye didn't want to clean up the rest of the matter here. His walking posture was much more reserved than usual. When he lifted his foot to step over the threshold, his whole body froze and he paused for a long moment.

Wen Yijin lowered her head, hid the smile on her lips, and coughed lightly, "I'll carry you?"

Yin Xuanye's face flushed instantly, "No, I can walk alone—I'm worried that I'll crush your sickly body."

Wen Yijin whispered something in his ear frivolously.

"Whether the subject is ill or not, His Majesty knows best?"

Yin Xuanye: "..."

"When did you become so aggressive!"

"Of course it's only for His Majesty." Wen Yijin's voice was warm, biting words in his ear time and time again, and said, "Isn't Your Majesty very useful?"

Yin Xuanye blushed, bluffing: "I'm alone!"

……

The awkwardness between the two of them dissipated, and Wen Yijin didn't deliberately oppose him when he went to court, and the relationship returned to the past, and was even closer than before.

Every day after going to court, Wen Yijin would come to Yin Xuanye's palace. Yin Xuanye would review the memorials, and he would read them with his scriptures at the side. When Yin Xuanye was tired of criticizing, he would approve them for him. kisses, hugs.

The Empress Dowager held a big birthday party. She doesn't like extravagance and waste. The matter of giving gifts is related to the world. Although the Empress Dowager's natal family is weak, she is the most honorable woman in Daliang. The etiquette is also carefully considered.

Folk opera actors were recruited from the palace to set up a stage to sing operas. A family member of a minister ordered his wife to speak. When talking about the talent show, Yin Xuanye was not young.

The queen mother didn't sit for a long time, she felt tired and left.

On the contrary, there are also those who are short-sighted and put their thoughts on Wen Yijin. There are not a few high-ranking officials and eunuchs in the capital, but those who are still single at Wen Yijin's age are really a minority.

Although he is not in good health, the power in his hands is enough to make people who are climbing the dragon and the phoenix make up their minds. There are many officials who have good friends with him on the surface. Some people probed his meaning while talking, and then handed him an invitation in private. .

Yin Xuanye firmly grasped all kinds of news about Wen Yijin. Knowing that he had received the invitation, he was sour and jealous. It took a long time to coax it well.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the heat is unbearable. The arrangements for going to the summer resort have been made, and in half a month, they will start their journey.

In the past few days, when Yin Xuanye was approving the memorial, Wen Yijin sat aside, and Yin Xuanye couldn't help sticking to his body, always feeling that there was a trace of refreshing coolness on him, even in this hot day, Not a little sweat.

Qiqiao Festival on July [-]th.

Wen Yijin went back to the mansion, changed her clothes, and as soon as she came out of the yard, she saw a few little girls forming a circle in the yard, holding silver needles, pouring water into the basin, exclaiming and laughing from time to time.

He walked behind them and watched the needle in the water float on the water, and the sunlight passing through the needle made a shadow.

"My lord." The servant girl at the side spotted him first, and hurriedly got up to salute.

"What is this doing?" he asked.

Then he heard the maid mention that today is the Qiqiao Festival, and he suddenly realized that he didn't care about these festivals before, but now that there are people who want to celebrate the festival, he starts to care.

"It's quite lively tonight." The servant girl said, "Sister Xiaomeng has made an appointment with Abao to play..."

As soon as she looked up, she found that the shadow of the prince had long since disappeared, and the servant girl sitting next to her held her face and said: "The prince has gone out, and I don't know which lady will be in this mansion in the future. It's us who suffer."

……

"Leaving the palace?" Yin Xuanye put down the memorial in his hand.

Wen Yijin poured tea, and his every move was smooth, he said slowly: "Your Majesty, don't you want to experience the people's sentiments?"

"Why today?"

"If I think of it today, it is today."

Yin Xuanye twitched the corners of his lips, "Nagaze, don't lie to Gu, Gu knows what day it is today."

"Oh? What day?" Wen Yijin looked up at him with a teacup in his hand, his warm eyes were slightly smiling, "I just heard that it will be very lively today, so I just want to go and see it with Your Majesty."

"Think about it alone." Yin Xuanye said.

"No hurry." Wen Yijin said, "Your Majesty is thinking about it slowly - I heard that many girls will take to the streets on this day, I don't know..."

His words were interrupted, "Go alone."

Wen Yijin put the teacup to her lips, covering the corners of her raised lips, "That would be perfect."

"I just want to see how lively it is." Yin Xuanye said.

"I'm the same, but I'm a little different." Wen Yijin said, "I want to see how exciting it is with His Majesty."

At night, the streets in the city are very lively, the whole street is brightly lit, and at a glance, there are crowds of people, bustling together.

The folk customs in Daliang are open, and there are also women who have not left the court in the crowd. Yin Xuanye was dressed in black, just barely blending into the night, and Wen Yijin beside him was dressed in white, which was the opposite of him.

The two walked in front, followed by Lu Xi and a few guards, outside they called Wen Yijin and Yin Xuanye "young masters".

This line came out without bringing too many people.

This Qiqiao Festival is really lively, and the temples where people seek marriage are even more lively. There are many people during the day, and there are still people at night. Wen Yijin led Yin Xuanye across the street, and walked with Yin Xuanye to a temple.

This place is also known as "Marriage Temple". It is rumored that seeking marriage is very effective. There are many people on weekdays, but it is not as lively as it is today.

They came here because Wen Yijin said something to him in the morning - "Tonight there will be a temple fair, and there will be worship activities in the temple. I heard that it is very accurate to ask for marriage today. I wonder if Your Majesty is interested in going to see it?"

When he proposed, Yin Xuanye did not refuse, but ambiguously said that he would talk about it later, and Wen Yijin took it as his acquiescence.

All the way across the street, there was a hawker selling candied haws, Wen Yijin bought a bunch and handed it to Yin Xuanye, Yin Xuanye gave him a suspicious look, asked him to eat one first, and asked him if it was sour Well, Wen Yijin was not sour.

Yin Xuanye remembered that he also said that eating sour was not sour, so he didn't fully believe it. He opened his mouth and bit off a candied haws, full of vigilance, but he didn't think that this candied haws was really not sour.

"Why does Your Majesty always try to figure out my good intentions with such bad intentions?" Wen Yijin leaned close to him and said, "My heart is bitter."

"Sweet words." Yin Xuanye muttered.

Wen Yijin: "Your Majesty just listens as you like."

In the courtyard of the temple, there is an old tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. The tree is covered with red ribbons, and a wooden sign is hung on it, floating in the wind.

There is a monk under the tree, talking to a man and a woman.

They walked through the yard and went inside. First they donated some incense money, and then they went to draw lots. The result of the lottery was good. One was lucky, the other was bad. The fate of marriage is to hide the mystery and get what you want.

"Pretty accurate." Yin Xuanye muttered to himself.

There were many people around and the environment was noisy, Wen Yijin didn't hear clearly, so she tilted her head, "What?"

Yin Xuanye: "What does the red ribbon on the tree outside mean?"

The monk on the side explained with a smile: "That's for blessing."

Yin Xuanye: "Does it work?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It all depends on how the benefactor sees it."

"Faith leads to success." Wen Yijin said from the side.

"It's all here." Yin Xuanye said.

Wen Yijin laughed, and said, "Then let's try."

Yin Xuanye said "Yes" as if nothing had happened.

The two of them walked out the door and arrived under the tree. There was a wooden sign on the table next to it, and a writing brush was placed on one side. The two of them had outstanding temperaments. One had beautiful features, the other was handsome. They walked all the way, attracting a lot of attention both openly and secretly. .

When Wen Yijin walked over, a woman on the left who was two meters away from him accidentally dropped the wooden sign on the ground and it landed at his feet. He paused, bent down to pick up the wooden sign, and handed it to him. that woman.

The woman glanced at him shyly and timidly, and before she had time to say thanks, she cut him off with one hand.

Yin Xuanye tugged at his wrist and pulled it hard, causing him to stagger two steps.

"What do you think should be written?" Yin Xuanye asked him.

The sky was full of stars tonight, red lanterns were hung in the temple, and the candles were dimly lit. Under the dim light, Yin Xuanye looked at him faintly.

Don't want to lose his attention, give it to others.

"Write what you want." Wen Yijin said with raised lips.

When he let go and fell from his arm, Wen Yijin's fingertips hooked his palm, Yin Xuanye didn't look at him, but just squeezed his palm together.

When it was their turn, they each asked for a wooden sign, and Yin Xuanye picked up a pen and put it down.

Wen Yijin wrote faster. After he finished writing, he went to read Yin Xuanye's writing. Yin Xuanye blocked him with his shoulder to prevent him from reading.

【Life after life, grow old together】

He finished writing and waited for the ink to dry.

"What did you write?" he asked.

Wen Yijin: "Why don't you guess."

Yin Xuanye: "Show me."

"You didn't even show me."

Yin Xuanye looked around and lowered his voice, "It's up to you, this is an order."

Wen Yijin whispered in his ear with the same low voice: "I am terrified."

"Will you give it?" Yin Xuanye squinted his eyes and asked in a threatening tone.

"Your Majesty." Wen Yijin sighed softly, "Why don't you understand."

Yin Xuanye: "What?"

Wen Yijin's tone was ambiguous, and she elongated the end of her voice: "Your Majesty, act coquettishly, and I will depend on you for everything, why - I don't know how to use my strengths."

Yin Xuanye: "..."

On a night with few stars and a noisy environment, there is always an atmosphere between the two of them that keeps others out. They don't know it, but in the eyes of others, they can find something weird, but they don't know what it is.

After staring at each other for a while, Yin Xuanye stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of Wen Yijin's clothes, his voice softened a lot, "Nagaze, show Gu."

Yin Xuanye's clear brown eyes seemed to be full of stars.

Wen Yijin lost his mind for a moment.

Yin Xuanye felt a little uncomfortable when he stared at him closely, and licked his dry lips.

"Look." Wen Yijin put the wooden sign in his hand.

Unexpectedly, it is so easy to use.

A smile appeared on Yin Xuanye's lips, and he looked down at the writing on it.

Only six characters are their names.

The last two wooden signs, they are strung on the same rope, tied to a tree, hidden among several wooden signs, not eye-catching, but do exist hidden and ambiguous, just like their relationship.

their prayers.

When they left the temple, the atmosphere had been in a delicate state.

The guards and entourage followed the two of them not too far away. The guards and entourage brought out on this trip were all brought with them on weekdays. In their eyes, the relationship between Wen Yijin and Yin Xuanye was somewhat unclear.

"Tell me, your lord and your majesty, what was written on the sign just now?"

"Who knows, but the prince wrote it, but it seems that he didn't hang it up."

"Could it be that the prince asked for a marriage and was intercepted by His Majesty?"

"Then it's because of this quarrel? The atmosphere is a bit strange."

"Shh, be quiet."

The crowd was crowded, Wen Yijin and Yin Xuanye's arms collided, and then separated again. The seemingly invisible touch brought a more sensitive touch than usual.

Wen Yijin's Adam's apple twitched, and when he collided with Yin Xuanye's arm again, he moved his fingertips, grabbed Yin Xuanye's hand, and felt the fine sweat on his palm, so he knew that he was not the only one in his arms With this fiery mood.

The beating rhythm of the whole heart is joyful, as if inadvertently found an unexpected surprise.

Behind everyone's backs, they secretly held hands.

Among the crowd, Wen Yijin touched his warm and sweaty palm, and Yin Xuanye touched his cool fingertips.

After a while, he let go again.

This is a secret that no one knows except them.

Not long after the Qiqiao Festival, they were ready to leave for the summer palace. There were many officials accompanying them, and the day of departure would come soon.

The emperor's trip was grand, under the scorching sun, and the departure team was rushing on the road. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yin Xuanye and Wen Yijin rarely had the opportunity to meet privately along the way. Most of the time, it was Wen Yijin who got into Yin Xuanye's carriage and stayed for an hour. , When it comes out, the light lip color will be more rosy.

Asking is drinking tea.

After driving for half a month, the group finally arrived at the palace.

The maids and eunuchs in the palace cleaned every day, and even more carefully in the past few days. The bedding in the room was all new. Yin Xuanye went to the residence and tidied it up. The palace is much cooler and there are trees around. There are bamboo forests and lakesides, and the air is refreshing.

In the quiet lake, there are occasional waves, and fish are swimming under the water.

At night, a bright moon hung in the sky. Yin Xuanye opened a window in his room, and a candle was lit inside. He sat behind the desk with piles of memorials.

After staring at it for a long time, he raised his hand and squeezed between his brows, looked outside the door, reached out to hold the cup beside him, and took a sip of tea.

In the first two nights, Wen Yijin didn't come to look for Yin Xuanye, and accompanied him to review the memorials as usual during the day, but disappeared at night.

During the day, Yin Xuanye was busy with official duties, so he didn't have time to think too much about other things. After a short rest at night, he felt that the two of them hadn't done anything for some days.

The fire that was stirred up when he was on the way couldn't be extinguished, and he didn't want to be too anxious, and he never showed it in front of Wen Yijin.

On the third night, after dinner, he stood in front of the window, looking up at the darkened sky, "Lu Xi."

Lu Xi walked in lightly: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"What is the regent doing?" Yin Xuanye's voice could not hear any joy or anger.

"Return to Your Majesty, the regent rested in the house as soon as he returned."

Yin Xuanye thought about these two days, Wen Yijin seemed to be the same as before, kissing and touching him during the breaks during the day made him angry, why did he disappear at night?

On the fourth day, an official asked to see him during the day, and after the official left, Wen Yijin came. He sat aside, Yin Xuanye's arm touched his elbow, he paused, and glanced at Yin Xuanye, Yin Xuanye didn't seem to notice.

A moment later, the elbow was touched again.

"How's Your Majesty doing these few days?" Wen Yijin asked.

Yin Xuanye: "Not bad."

Wen Yijin: "That's good."

Then there is no follow-up.

That night, Yin Xuanye had his dinner and was sitting at the desk processing the memorial when he heard Luxi's greeting from outside the door. He paused his hand, and a black spot fell on the memorial.

Tonight is full of stars, the night outside is thick, and there is a refreshing wind blowing in at night. The wind blows in through the window, the candles flicker, and the sound of pushing the door is very clear.

"Your Majesty." Wen Yijin came in, saw that he was still dealing with business, so she was not in a hurry, and sat down beside him.

He was wearing light clothes, his long hair was tied up, and his handsome face was more charming at night.

After about a stick of incense, Yin Xuanye raised his head, put down his brush, pinched the bridge of his nose, and passed a glass of water in front of him, and he took it and drank it.

"I heard from Lu Xi that a eunuch came out of your room in disheveled clothes this morning." He said casually.

Wen Yijin paused for a moment when he heard the words, and asked bluntly, "What is Your Majesty suspicious about?"

"I can't eat some cakes, and I will get rashes." Wen Yijin said, "He sent the wrong cakes today, and I apologized to my ministers. As for the disheveled clothes-it's just that I rewarded him with those cakes, and he wrapped them in a handkerchief and stuffed them in." Who would pass on the words to Lu Xi? It's so unreliable."

Yin Xuanye: "I have no doubts."

"Your Majesty, do you feel that I don't like you enough?" Wen Yijin asked.

Yin Xuanye: "..."

Wen Yijin said softly: "Although you were the first to tell me that you liked me, can't your Majesty feel that I like you or not?"

Yin Xuanye: "Gu just ask casually."

"It's my fault for making His Majesty suspicious." Wen Yijin said.

Yin Xuanye held the cup: "Gu, Gu didn't suspect you - when did you like Gu?"

"Well..." Wen Yijin pondered for a moment, then changed the subject.

"I suddenly remembered something, and thought about it for a long time." The gentle voice said in a low voice, "At the beginning, His Majesty deliberately hid it from me and refused to give me the medicine, so I let my eyes hang for a long time."

Yin Xuanye paused for a drink of water.

Why did you suddenly turn up the old account?

"I still feel uncomfortable in my heart." Wen Yijin said, "I want to ask His Majesty for some compensation."

"That's what you said." He put the teacup on the table with a muffled sound.

"Will His Majesty be willing to satisfy whatever I want?" Wen Yijin asked.

Yin Xuanye: "If I can afford it, I will be able to satisfy you."

"That's good." Wen Yijin breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm afraid His Majesty won't like it."

Yin Xuanye was confused, "What do you want?"

"Your Majesty, please close your eyes." Wen Yijin said.

A few days ago, he rushed to the palace. He saw that Yin Xuanye was so tired that he didn't sleep well, and his dark circles came out. He was afraid that he would sleep next to him and be hooked by him, so he couldn't help but do something wrong. It's quite exhausting to endure the feeling of liking someone.

If you like it, you want to get close to him, and if you get close to him, you can't restrain yourself easily.

Now that he has rested for a few days, he watches over Yin Xuanye's meal every day, and Yin Xuanye's face looks better.

That is, his meal time.

After he said those words, Yin Xuanye glanced at him inexplicably, closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Wen Yijin watched him close his eyes so obediently, and lowered his head to kiss his eyelids.

Yin Xuanye's eyelashes trembled even more, and then, he felt a cool touch, covering his eyes, he raised his hand to touch it, it was silky smooth and cool, this feeling was invisible to Wen Yijin He touched it many times.

He curled his fingertips, and heard Wen Yijin's voice coming from his ear.

Wen Yijin hugged him halfway, and tied the white silk, "I want His Majesty to experience how I felt at that time."

Wen Yijin put her arms around his waist, pulled him around, and made him sit on her lap.

Not being able to see it brought anxiety, he couldn't help but grabbed Wen Yijin's lapel.

Yin Xuanye's handsome face was covered with white silk. Under the candlelight, the contours of his profile cast shadows. He grasped Wen Yijin's skirt in a daze, just like a person catching duckweed in the water. Chin, eyes swept across his face, from his high nose bridge, slipped to his lips, the thin lips pursed uncomfortably, then opened slightly, he saw his red earlobes.

That's how it feels.

It turned out that it was this feeling to look at him when he couldn't see, to see him leaning on him and holding him, secret joy gushed out of his heart, like a bird twittering out of its cage.

"Bow your head." Wen Yijin said hoarsely, her lips raised.

Yin Xuanye opened his lips, lowered his head, and was caught on the back of his neck, the air between his lips and teeth was taken away. Wen Yijin's kiss was not as gentle as before, arrogant and domineering, full of strong aggression .

He will also have times when he is extremely restless, and such times are often related to Yin Xuanye.

Yin Xuanye is his love and desire.

His frankness, his pretending not to care, his soft heart, his forbearance... all became the part that Wen Yijin liked and couldn't let go of.

The love is fierce and hot, with a strong and mellow aroma like wine, which makes people drunk and intoxicated.

When did you like him?

Wen Yijin didn't know either.

Maybe that's what I like.