That night, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran were in the same room, Mo Ran was heartless, and soon fell asleep on the ground, but Chu Wanning couldn't help but feel a little wandering, tossing and turning for a long time before barely falling asleep.
With eyes closed, there seems to be the whistling sound of strong wind blowing snow in my ears.
Chu Wanning opened his eyes and found himself kneeling in the snow.
¡¡Dream?
But why is it so real, as if I have experienced it personally at some point.
?This is the middle of winter, the sky is leaden gray, and the clouds are graceful and thick, flowing from the cold mountains in the distance, dragging all the way into the heart of the earth. The snow had accumulated for about a foot, enough to reach his ankles, and it was freezing cold. Even though he was wearing a big coat, he was still no match for the piercing chill.
Chu Wanning looked down at the azure fur coat, which was embroidered with delicate curly grass patterns with silver silk thread. He felt that this cloak looked familiar, but this familiarity was fleeting and would not be captured soon.
""
I don't understand why I have such a dream of living and suffering. Chu Wanning was about to stand up, but his body didn't look like his own. He still knelt on the ground motionless until the frost and snow covered his shoulders, and his eyelashes were condensed with ice beads. Still no intention of getting up.
"Master Chu, the sun is getting dark, His Majesty will not see you tonight, let's go back."
A trembling old voice sounded behind him.
In the dream, I didn't look back, footsteps sounded behind me, someone creaked and stepped on the snow, and held an umbrella around him.
Chu WanNing heard himself say: "Thank you Liu Gong. You are old, go back to the waterside to rest, I can still hold on."
"Grandmaster"
The old voice wanted to say something more, Chu Wanning said: "Go back."
The weak voice sighed, dragged heavy steps, took a few steps, and then turned back again, holding the umbrella for Chu Wanning.
"The old slave is with the master."
Chu Wanning felt that he closed his eyes slightly in the dream and stopped talking.
He couldn't help but feel more and more strange, this is really a very absurd dream. Both myself and the old man had an incomprehensible conversation.
The "Your Majesty" and "Gong Liu" are not the cultivation world he is familiar with, but rather a deep palace courtyard.
He tried hard to see the scene in the dream through the body and through the lowered eyelids. It looks like the pinnacle of death and life here, but it is a little different.
The houses are basically the same as before, but many extravagant small items have been added. The corridors around the courtyard are hung with snow-blue embroidered star curtains, and are tied with auspicious beasts containing pearls and octagonal incense bells. When the wind blows, they jingle, and the fine bell sounds seem to come from the universe.
He knelt facing the main hall, and there was a row of guards standing in front of the hall, dressed in a style he had never seen before, who belonged to some sect.
It was getting dark gradually, and a row of maids with high buns came out of the side gate. They lit up two bronze standing lamps on the left and right of the verandah. The lamp stand was as tall as a person. Seventy-seven forty-nine twig copper begonias, the core of the begonias are brightly lit, and the candlelight is scattered one by one, just like the stars of the Milky Way in the sky, reflecting the brilliance in front of the palace.
When the lamp was lit, the leading palace lady glanced at Chu Wanning, and sneered strangely: "It's cold and cold at night, who will show such suffering? Your majesty and empress are enjoying themselves, even if you kneel to the end of time, No one sympathizes with you."
How presumptuous!
Chu Wanning has lived to this day, how can anyone dare to talk to him like this, can't help being furious, but he opened his mouth, the voice is his own voice, but he can't help but say something else.
"I didn't come here this time to disturb his elegant mood. I really have something important to talk about, so I would like to ask the girl to report."
"What kind of person are you? Why should I report for you?" The big court lady said contemptuously, "When Your Majesty and Your Majesty are in a strong friendship, who dares to disturb them? If you want to see Your Majesty, just keep kneeling, Your Majesty tomorrow." Get up, maybe I can still take a look at you, hum."
The old slave behind Chu Wanning couldn't listen anymore, and tremblingly said: "I know that your mother is favored, but you don't see who you are talking to? Don't you leave three points of virtue?"
"Who am I talking to? This is the pinnacle of life and death, who doesn't know that His Majesty hates him the most? What respect do I need when I talk to him! You old man has the guts to teach me a lesson!" The beautiful lady's eyes widened , said angrily, "Come on!"
"What are you going to do!" Cang Cang couldn't help but take two steps forward, and stood in front of Chu Wanning.
The court lady glared at him, and said softly: "Turn out the two pots of charcoal fire outside."
"yes!"
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Almost at the same time, he said this sentence. After Mo Ran finished speaking, he realized what Chu Wanning said, and opened his eyes slightly.
"That would be great."
Chu Wanning agreed almost without thinking, as if he was anxious to cover up the previous sentence.
"You go back."
"Master, you"
"I'm tired, let's go."
"Well then, Master, rest early."
The young man left, and the door creaked open and closed.
Chu Wanning opened his eyes in the dark night, his heartbeat was fast, his palms were sweaty, and he couldn't help being embarrassed by his gaffe just now.
If he has been alone for a long time, a little care and concern from others will make him think that it is rare warmth.
Just like a fool.
He turned over in frustration, buried his face in the pillow mat, and fell into a deep self-loathing. I know that what Mo Ran likes is Shi Mingjing, and I am just a cold and polite master and apprentice with myself, but
The person in the dream seemed to appear clearly before his eyes again.
The facial features are exactly the same, but they seem to be older than the current Mo Ran.
When looking at himself, his expression was surly and paranoid, and his pupils were so deep that it was impossible to see clearly.
With a "squeak", the door opened again.
Chu Wanning froze for a moment, her back was tense, like a horn bow that was pulled to the extreme.
A person walked to the bed, Chi Xu was silent, he felt that the person sat down on the side of the couch, and there was some unique breath from the fabric when he returned.
"Master, are you asleep?"
No one paid him any attention.
Mo Ran continued to speak on his own, with a very peaceful voice, as if he was talking about homework: "The next door is still making trouble." He smiled softly, leaned over and supported his side face, and lay beside Chu Wanning, his eyes Passing over the man's apparently stiff back.
"Master just let me sleep, do you still count?"
""
"Master always doesn't like to talk to people. If you don't talk, I will be a master and I am willing again."
"¡¡snort."
Hearing the depths of the bed, the man hummed quietly, Mo Ran bent his eyes, and his black and purple eyes were full of smiles.
If it is said that doting on Shizun is a habit, then teasing Shizun is a game he never gets tired of.
For Chu Wanning's feelings, Mo Ran himself has never had a clear definition, but from time to time he will feel itchy when he sees this person, wanting to show his tiger teeth, and gnaw on him with a grin, making him unable to help crying or holding back. Can't stop laughing - although most of the time it's just Mo Ran's wishful thinking.
But as long as there is such a slight emotional change on that cold and snowy face, it is because of himself, Mo Ran will feel extra excited.
"Master."
"Um."
"It's okay, I'll call you."
""
"Master."
"If you have something to say, if you have nothing to say, get out."
"Hahaha." Mo Ran laughed, and suddenly thought of something, half joking and half seriously asking, "I was thinking about it just now, and I think Junior Brother Xia and Master are too similar, Master, is he your son?" ?¡±
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Chu Wanning probably had too many ups and downs in one night, and he was depressed at this time. Hearing that Mo Ran was making fun of him like this, he couldn't help being a little annoyed.
"Pfft, I am teasing Shizun, Shizun doesn't have to¡ª"
"Yes." Chu Wanning responded coldly, "He is my son."
Mo Ran was still smiling: "Oh, I just said, it turned out to be a son-wait a minute! Son??!"
Immediately, as if struck by lightning, Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth in disbelief.
"Erererer¡ªson?"
"Well." Chu Wanning simply turned sideways, turned around and looked at Mo Ran solemnly, with a serious and sharp face, which did not look fake at all.
There are too many wrong things done tonight, which may be suspicious. Since Mo Ran wants to make this joke, it is better to take advantage of the chaos to make a bad one, anyway, he is determined not to let Mo Ran see that he likes him.
Thinking this way, Chu Wanning coldly regained the dignity she had lost just now, and said calmly: "Xia Sini is my illegitimate son, and he himself was kept in the dark about this matter. Know, if a third person knows, I don't want your dog's life."
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