After waking up from his nap, Gu Yuanbai got the letter that Kong Yilin had written on his behalf.
After Gu Yuanbai read it, he was very satisfied with it, and he touched up his pen once or twice more, then he stamped his seal and had it sent to Xixia by fast horseback.
The second prince of Western Xia dared to set up a situation to utilize Gu Yuanbai, Gu Yuanbai also intends to return one or two, and now the old emperor of Western Xia is still alive, he will make this road to the throne of Li Angyi become more twisted and difficult, which is considered to be his sincerity.
After Li Aung Yi finished the domestic chaos, the coastal war between Fusang and Daheng had also begun. Li Aung Yi was like a fisherman, he would not let go of this opportunity to take advantage of the fire when the snipe and the clam were fighting each other.
Let's just see if we end up with a fisherman or a yellow bird.
Gu Yuanbai moved between his teeth and bit the flesh of his lip. The stinging pain flickered away, and his eyes became clearer.
He would give Li Aung Yi enough time for him to stabilize the throne and hold the military power in his hands. He will take over this brand new land after Li Aung Yi refreshes the Western Xia.
Li Aung Yi, will you lose or will I win?
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On the first day of July, the high willow slightly moving, jasper-like clear sky covered with rain fog, small lotus gently trembling, swimming fish hiding, the capital from the previous day and night will fall from the misty rain.
Between the light drizzle, the coffin of Mrs. Wan was carried to the capital.
Gu Yuanbai was wearing a white robe, his head was crowned and his body was tattooed with twelve chapter patterns. With a leather belt around his waist and pei sui on his body, the heavy imperial robes were meticulously made, and he had put on such an outfit after a long time, but it was to usher in the coffin of Mrs. Wan.
After the death of Imperial Concubine Wan, all of the emperor's clothes were changed to a lighter color.
Shallow clothes on the body, a little bit to suck away the rain. The smoky rain slowly condensed into beads from the side of his face, and when Gu Yuanbai moved gently, the coronet in front of him shook his vision.
If there is rain, there is less wind.
In blurred vision, the coffin came slowly through the rain.
The coffin was protected by a white roof, and not the slightest bit of fine rain fell, and when the person protecting the coffin stood still, Gu Yuanbai stepped forward and lifted his increasingly heavy robe in the slight wind and slight rain.
The clothes knocked off the water that was about to fall, and Gu Yuanbai covered his hands with each other and raised them to his body, then slowly dropped them.
Spine curved, he bowed deeply toward the casket.
The rain should have stained his lips as well, so much so that he tasted a bitter flavor on the tip of his tongue as he spoke.
Gu Yuanbai's hair was heavy with water dew, and his eyes were so pressed by the rain that he couldn't see the coffin of Mrs. Wan. The plum blossom cake in early winter is the sweetest, and the shade under the tree is the most delightful.
These memories, also with the coffin together with the pressure in the heart. Holding on to it, summer will come, winter is still in front of us, Gu Yuanbai's lips slightly open, he tasted a mouthful of drizzle again, the bitter taste became salty, the rain is not beautiful.
Daheng's Emperor bent his back for a long time to the coffin of Consort Wan, and then lowered, "Consort Wan rests in peace."
The hundred officials behind him similarly raised their hands and bent down to worship along with His Holiness.
The funeral rites of Mrs. Wan's regulations have been the highest within the specifications, and the inscription of Mrs. Wan was written by Gu Yuanbai himself. This is the first time that Gu Yuanbai wrote such an article, probably because of his deep feelings, he wrote it in one stroke. After the inscription came out, everyone who read it had wet eyes and tears in their eyes.
[I have long been missing with my mother, the pavilion under the search, its assiduous, quite speech, I look at the side of the tree God. There are chicks on the tree, mother and I share the view, then sighed tersely and said: to be chicks long, there is no not away from the mother of? I look toward, is the mother's temples have several stems of white hair. The day before yesterday, I looked for the tree again, the tree of the old bird has been restored, but the long also bewildered in the circle of the chick, I think it is also the same with me]. (1)
When Tian Fusheng saw this, he was even more snotty.
After the burial of Mrs. Wan, the court was dismissed for three days.
For three whole days, Gu Yuanbai locked himself in his study. Each day, he didn't come out of the study until it was about to get dark.
His demeanor looks okay, only the corners of his eyes are slightly red, as if peach blossoms are draped in rain, seemingly sad.
The people around only as if they do not know, Tian Fusheng served the saint with the evening meal, see the saint's appetite is not good, then said: "escorting the Wan taifei coffin coffin came monks, small went to ask, is the famous temple in Hebei Jinchan Temple monks. They came spontaneously, today also with the small resignation, really do not want anything, one more than a good heart."
Gu Yuanbai sighed, "You had told me that they returned to Hebei from the capital, and followed Tai Fei back to the capital from Hebei. They were destined to be with the Imperial Concubine, and before they left, they brought to speak with me."
Tian Fusheng responded, "I've made a note of it."
In the middle of the night that night, Gu Yuanbai awoke violently from his nightmare, breathing heavily, his fingers pinching the bedding whitening and spasming unnaturally.
Xue Yuan, who was sleeping under the bed, instantly opened his eyes, rolled over and went to the table to pour a cup of water, taking three or two steps to Gu Yuanbai's lips. After a few mouthfuls of water, Gu Yuanbai clutched his wrist and tilted his head helplessly, "Xue Yuan, I dreamed--"
The words came to an abrupt end.
Xue Yuan looked at him frankly, the upper half of his body was naked right in front of Gu Yuanbai's eyes, his scars hidden, adding to his banditry in vain.
Gu Yuanbai let go of his hand and looked down at the teacup, staring at the watery light bobbing inside, his earlier nightmares becoming fragmented as he lifted his hand to rub the bridge of his nose as if he had no intention of doing so, and said, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Xue Yuan smiled, "It's a bit hot."
Gu Yuanbai sniffed, from the finger cracks to incline his head to look at him, Xue Yuan s this body of skin and flesh is really absolute, the place where there should be, under a hasty glance, are still ...... good.
Tight and strong, sword life and death in the middle of the blood and battlefield tempered out of the vitality.
Gu Yuanbai exhaled deeply and handed the cup of water in his hand to Xue Yuan, saying in a muffled voice, "Even if it's hotter, you have to be disciplined."
Xue Yuan received the cup of water, fingers inadvertently touched the fingers of the saint. The saint's eyelids jumped, as if startled general violently back, the tea cup from the two fingertips suddenly fell, fell on top of the satin quilt, instantly dyed wet a piece of fabric.
The teacup slid down the smooth satin and bounced gently on top of the soft mattress.
Xue Yuan gave a start, lowering his head to look at the teacup that had finally stood still, and when he looked up again, his eyes had changed as he stared at Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai's face was calm as he glanced at the dampness and calmly said, "Bring a new quilt."
Xue Yuan answered in a deep voice and stood still.
In the darkness of the night, he was a bit scary standing by the bed. And he was half naked, no matter if he would do something to Gu Yuanbai, just by looking at the undulating lines on his body, it was a bit frightening.
Gu Yuanbai said that he wanted to sleep with him, but when he really saw him he had a headache. Ideas are one thing, to do or not to do is one thing, to take a life to fight for an idea, this is still not worth it.
Gu Yuanbai's heart still had remnants of the aftermath of being awakened by a nightmare, "Don't stand by my bedside."
Xue Yuan's knees pressed toward the bed, his arms pressed forward, and Gu Yuanbai unconsciously stepped back and leaned against the wall. After realizing what he had done, Gu Yuanbai's face darkened, what was he hiding from, hiding from Xue Yuan?
You're just naked, Gu Yuanbai. Why are you hiding from him? Are you afraid of him?
His tone turned hard, "Xue Jiuyao, what do you want to do?"
His Holiness cowered in the corner, but his tone was strong.
The night light was dim, Xue Yuan's eyes gradually adapted to such brightness, and he could see clearly that His Holiness was frowning between his eyebrows, the corners of his lips were pressed down, and his hair was disheveled, similar to a small, pathetic person who was trying to be brave.
Even at the corners of his eyes, there was the redness that had been there all this time, and his eyelids were swollen.
Gu Yuanbai daily bit by bit changes can not escape Xue Yuan's eyes, he knows clearly that this pair of eyes in the past few days since the hidden hidden cry how many times, the little emperor is a man's tears, he also do not want to see the others see him in a state of disarray, so Xue Yuan can only be treated as unaware of.
He leaned forward and closed in on Gu Yuanbai.
A little bit of breath surrounded his body.
Belonging to the atmosphere of the soldiers and the desert, Gu Yuanbai felt strange that his heart, which had been suppressed with sadness, had become faster in this moment.
The heart within his chest cavity thumped and jumped so much that Gu Yuanbai was distracted, he reached out and pushed against Xue Yuan's chest, absolutely refusing to do anything the slightest bit impure during his filial piety period, "Get lost."
Yet the touch of a hand was the touch of no clothing barrier.
Gu Yuanbai stiffened.
The moment he froze, Xue Yuan had already arrived in front of him, the heat came, Gu Yuanbai's heart was shocked, and he was about to solemnize his face. Xue Yuan, however, just gently leaned over and dropped a heartfelt kiss on the saint's feverish eyelids, moving to the side of his ear and saying, "I'll go and give you that quilt, very quickly, you wait for me."
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he rose cleanly and retreated from the bed, clutching the wet satin quilt as he left.
Gu Yuanbai leaned against the corner of the wall for a long time before lifting his hand and touching his eye.
After a long time, he felt an itch in his earlobe and went up to rub it, only to realize that it had been so hot that it had been burning since when.
He didn't feel the heat, either, did he?
Gu Yuanbai frowned and touched his face again, which was also slightly hot.
He was thoughtful.
A nightmare is just a nightmare, even let him lose the ability to judge hot and cold. Gu Yuanbai lay on the bed, not far from the cabinet door open and close the sound clear into the ear, he side head to look, the darkness gradually walked over a figure, holding the mattress, walked to the bedside night light, the figure slowly clear.
"I don't need such thick bedding," Gu Yuanbai said honestly, "I'm feeling a bit hot right now."
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. Xue Yuan's complexion suddenly changed, he threw the bedding aside and went up to touch Gu Yuanbai's forehead, fortunately, there was nothing frighteningly hot.
But he was still uneasy, and was about to walk out of the inner hall with a sullen face to call for someone when Gu Yuanbai pulled his wrist, "What are you going to do?"
Xue Yuan's tone brought out a point of anxiety, "I'll go call the imperial physician."
"No need," Gu Yuanbai ordered, "I know my own body, Xue Yuan, I'll let you lie down and sleep now."
Xue Yuan stood in silence for a while, his five fingers pinched until they cackled, and in the middle of the day, he turned around and tried the temperature at the top of Gu Yuanbai's forehead three or five times before reluctantly sitting on top of his own bed, sitting in a proper posture and staring at Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai was so distracted by his look that his earlobes were even more itchy, and finally got up abruptly, pinched Xue Yuan's chin, and said viciously, "Don't look at me."
Xue Yuan's expression stagnated, his eyes were complicated, and he again revealed that expression that made Gu Yuanbai feel like he was pressing down on a breath just by looking at him.
It's as if they've been abandoned and asked to lose half their lives.
The corners of Gu Yuanbai's lips pulled straight as he exerted force in his hands, leaving a red mark on Xue Yuan's chin, and finally withdrew his hand, lying straight on the bed, "You can look if you like."