After Xia Huanzhi took a comfortable bath, he put on clean clothes, then tightened the expensive cloak around his shoulders, and strode toward that familiar yet unfamiliar place.
Duotong followed closely, speechless all the way.
When passing by Taiye Pond, Xia Huanzhi stopped and looked at the rugged lake water with blurred eyes.
Past events come to mind like a flood.
Xia Huanzhi seemed to see that one summer noon decades ago, the lotus flowers in Taiye Pond were in full bloom!
Xiao Shiqi was still young and staggered when he walked. When he was passing by Taiye Pond, he suddenly saw a lotus blooming happily, so he kept begging for one.
In the palace, he and Xiao Qi were the only brothers from the same mother. As older brothers, they naturally loved this little Douding very much.
I wanted to order the eunuchs to pick it, but think about it, how can I sincerely give it away when others pick it?
But the lotus is really far away from the shore, and even if I straighten my hand, I can't touch it at all.
At this time, a young man in green shirt walked over, slightly older than him. He recognized that young man as Xia Yan, the sixth eldest.
"You hold my hand and I'll pick a lotus for Qi Qi!"
"Okay!" Xia Yan agreed immediately.
So, he handed his hand to Xia Yan and leaned forward to pick the lotus flowers. But just when he was about to win, Xia Yan suddenly let go.
That year, he was eleven years old and Xia Yan was fourteen.
"King Huan!" Duotong called softly, vaguely as a reminder: "The king is already waiting for you!"
Xia Huanzhi calmed down and looked away: "Well, lead the way!"
No matter how entangled the future and the past are, it is time to put an end to it tonight. Xia Huanzhi stepped on the white snow on the ground and walked in that direction with majestic strides.
The imperial study room lit up the heater early, and the thick curtain blocked the cold air from the door. Xia Huanzhi stood at the door, and Duotong rushed inside and said, "Your Majesty, King Huan is here!"
"Invite him in!"
Xia Huanzhi pushed the door open and a warm smell hit his face.
There is a sofa next to the imperial study room. There is a small square table in the middle of the couch, and a chessboard is placed on the table. The palace has already prepared a pot of Taiping Houkui, and two cups are placed on the small table.
Xia Yan sat cross-legged on the couch without raising his head: "Sit!"
Duotong retreated without any instructions, leaving the last moment to the brothers.
Xia Huanzhi rubbed his hands and sat down opposite Xia Yan.
Xia Yan was playing chess with himself. After Xia Huanzhi arrived, Xia Yan clicked on the chessboard: "Let's play a game!"
Although no one else believed it, this was actually the first game between him and Xia Huan, and it must also be the last.
Xia Huanzhi was not ambiguous. He knew that people who would die after tonight no longer had so many taboos, so he sat down.
Under the shadow of the lamp, both of them were holding their breath and looking intently at the chess pieces moving on the chessboard.
Xia Yan was both offensive and defensive. He was strict when defending and fierce when attacking.
Xia Huanzhi, on the other hand, exploited every opportunity he saw and took every bite he could, but this only allowed him to gain temporarily, but in the end he lost completely.
"No more playing!" Xia Huanzhi threw the chess pieces to the chessboard in anger.
Xia Yan was not embarrassed and smiled lightly: "Do you know what your father often says about you?"
ps: Do you think Xia Yan was very sinister when he was a child? Extra story about separation and hatred
The moon is clear and the wind is cold.
After Xia Huanzhi took a comfortable bath, he put on clean clothes, then tightened the expensive cloak around his shoulders, and strode toward that familiar yet unfamiliar place.
Duotong followed closely, speechless all the way.
When passing by Taiye Pond, Xia Huanzhi stopped and looked at the rugged lake water with blurred eyes.
Past events come to mind like a flood.
Xia Huanzhi seemed to see that one summer noon decades ago, the lotus flowers in Taiye Pond were in full bloom!
Xiao Shiqi was still young and staggered when he walked. When he was passing by Taiye Pond, he suddenly saw a lotus blooming happily, so he kept begging for one.
In the palace, he and Xiao Qi were the only brothers from the same mother. As older brothers, they naturally loved this little Douding very much.
I wanted to order the eunuchs to pick it, but think about it, how can I sincerely give it away when others pick it?
But the lotus is really far away from the shore, and even if I straighten my hand, I can't touch it at all.
At this time, a young man in green shirt walked over, slightly older than him. He recognized that young man as Xia Yan, the sixth eldest.
"You hold my hand and I'll pick a lotus for Qi Qi!"
"Okay!" Xia Yan agreed immediately.
So, he handed his hand to Xia Yan and leaned forward to pick the lotus flowers. But just when he was about to win, Xia Yan suddenly let go.
That year, he was eleven years old and Xia Yan was fourteen.
"King Huan!" Duotong called softly, vaguely as a reminder: "The king is already waiting for you!"
Xia Huanzhi calmed down and looked away: "Well, lead the way!"
No matter how entangled the future and the past are, it is time to put an end to it tonight. Xia Huanzhi stepped on the white snow on the ground and walked in that direction with majestic strides.
The imperial study room lit up the heater early, and the thick curtain blocked the cold air from the door. Xia Huanzhi stood at the door, and Duotong rushed inside and said, "Your Majesty, King Huan is here!"
"Invite him in!"
Xia Huanzhi pushed the door open and a warm smell hit his face.
There is a sofa next to the imperial study room. There is a small square table in the middle of the couch, and a chessboard is placed on the table. The palace has already prepared a pot of Taiping Houkui, and two cups are placed on the small table.
Xia Yan sat cross-legged on the couch without raising his head: "Sit!"
Duotong retreated without any instructions, leaving the last moment to the brothers.
Xia Huanzhi rubbed his hands and sat down opposite Xia Yan.
Xia Yan was playing chess with himself. After Xia Huanzhi arrived, Xia Yan clicked on the chessboard: "Let's play a game!"
Although no one else believed it, this was actually the first game between him and Xia Huan, and it must also be the last.
Xia Huanzhi was not ambiguous. He knew that people who would die after tonight no longer had so many taboos, so he sat down.
Under the shadow of the lamp, both of them were holding their breath and looking intently at the chess pieces moving on the chessboard.
Xia Yan was both offensive and defensive. He was strict when defending and fierce when attacking.
Xia Huanzhi, on the other hand, exploited every opportunity he saw and took every bite he could, but this only allowed him to gain temporarily, but in the end he lost completely.
"No more playing!" Xia Huanzhi threw the chess pieces to the chessboard in anger.
Xia Yan was not embarrassed and smiled lightly: "Do you know what your father often says about you?"
ps: Do you think Xia Yan was very sinister when he was a child?
