Chang Anqing

Chapter 294

The night wind in July is slightly hot, soaking into the thin shirt with a bit of moisture, making people faintly sweat.At this moment, the Fengxian Hall was completely silent, and the palace people outside the hall were all cautiously guarding outside. Only Prince Yang Yan was kneeling upright in front of the gods of the Yang family's ancestors, with a calm expression, and even carried a few Very calm, completely without the slightest grievance or unwillingness.

When the Crown Princess Baoying rushed over wearing a star, the eyes of the personal palace guards outside the palace were brightened, as if they saw hope, they rushed to meet them, and they couldn't help but say a little more anxiously: "Princess Concubine .”

"How is Your Highness?"

Seeing Baoying approaching in a hurry, he didn't care to catch his breath, and looked into the palace worriedly. The palace servant shook his head silently, and said in a distressed voice: "Since I came out of the Zichen Palace, Your Highness has come here, and no one will let you." Accompany me, I have been kneeling for an hour now, Your Highness was born noble, how can I eat like this—"

Having said this, the palace servants couldn't bear to continue talking, hearing Baoying's heart turned sour, and more guilt followed.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't—

"I'll go in and see Your Highness."

While speaking, Baoying looked sideways at Hui Rong who was following, and said, "You should stay on guard outside."

When Huirong nodded obediently, Baoying walked towards the main hall alone. Following the hoarse sound made by the door of the hall, as soon as Baoying stepped in, she saw the back of Runyu Wushuang. Still so dignified and upright, resolute and upright.

"You all go down, don't accompany me—"

Yang Yan's plain voice sounded in the hall as silent as water. When he raised his head, Yang Yan stared at the majestic ancestors and gods in front of him, but his mood was extremely peaceful.

"Erro."

Baoying's sad and guilty voice sounded behind him, and Yang Yan's calm eyes were like flying birds flying across the lake, causing slight ripples. When he looked back and met Baoying's thin figure and red eyes, But as always, he smiled softly and said comfortingly, "Why are you here?"

Seeing Yang Yan who was pretending to be innocent, Baoying felt more and more heavy in her heart. Without waiting for Yang Yan to say anything, Baoying walked over slowly, and knelt down next to Yang Yan.

"Bao Ying—"

He was still kneeling on the cushion, but seeing the thin Baoying kneeling beside him on the mirror-like floor tiles, Yang Yan's eyes were startled, and he helped her with both hands without hesitation, intending to get her up.

"Aye punished me, it has nothing to do with you, you go back quickly, don't—"

"sorry."

Just when Yang Yan was in a hurry to comfort him, when he heard Baoying's sudden apology, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and when he raised his head, he smiled relaxedly at Baoying's tearful eyes, a little helpless, even more so. Most of them said comfortingly: "Aye and I are like this, it didn't happen overnight, nor is it someone else's fault, these have nothing to do with you, don't embarrass yourself, go back quickly, lest Aye find out it's bad."

Hearing that Yang Yan's every word was planning for herself, and buried everything in her heart, Baoying's sadness in her heart increased several layers. She ignored Yang Yan's gentle persuasion, and took advantage of the situation to hold Yang Yan and support him. With both hands, he murmured: "You heard the conversation I had with Mrs. Shangguan today, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Yang Yan's complexion changed slightly, his eyes drooped involuntarily, avoiding Baoying's gaze, and carefully moved the cushion under his knees to Baoying's, until he saw her move her knees up, and then clicked the button. nod.

"But I trust you."

Believe--

Hearing these two heavy but warm words, Baoying's tears rolled down uncontrollably as if a gate had been opened, moistening her cheeks.

"Why, why, it's all because of me—"

Seeing Baoying crying into tears in front of her, hearing the choking and trembling in her words, and the voice that was fading away more and more.

Under the breeze and among the sandalwood, Yang Yan smiled like a bright moon in her arms, stretched out her right hand leisurely, and gently covered Baoying's hair temples, rubbing gently with her fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. Ying was stunned, but saw that he was still as beautiful as Jiyue in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle like a river of spring water that would never stop, flowing into her heart, making her unreservedly open for the first time. Heart, warm heart.

"In the past, because of suspicion, wavering, and distrust, I missed a lot and made a lot of mistakes. It wasn't until I lost it that I realized that if I really love someone, I should be as firm as a rock and believe in her unswervingly. -"

Speaking of this, Yang Yan quietly stared at Baoying in front of him, faintly throwing away the shackles of the past, the shackles of the past, there was a bit of distress and love in his eyes that he wanted to hide but clearly couldn't hide, and it took a long time before he gently let go of his lips. There is a real sentence overflowing from the edge.

"So, I want to trust you without reservation and protect you with my whole life."

In a word, it is so light, but so heavy, like a small stone falling into a deep pool, enough to set off shaking waves.

In the dim light of the candle, Baoying saw the most sincere Yang Yan in front of her with blurry tears. A frozen heart seemed to be placed on warm coals, melting and softening bit by bit. .

"Baoying, I am admonishing Aye today for the prosperity of the dynasty and for the sake of morality. I am not selfish. Even without today's situation, I would still make the same decision if I knew the truth. I will never regret it, because This is my way and what I firmly believe in.”

Seeing Baoying who gradually calmed down and stopped sobbing in front of him, Yang Yan didn't say any more, and didn't tell her that he had indeed had selfish intentions.

His selfishness is that he used to know the pain of not being able to love, and he knew that if he really loved someone, after the storm passed, he would not care about having it, but hoped that the person he loved would be safe and happy for the rest of his life.

If Chen Zhiyan is really irreversible and dies in the hands of Aye, under their conspiracy, Baoying's pain will only increase.

But he hoped that she would be safe and happy.

Turning his head with a smile, looking at the gods of the ancestors, Yang Yan looked leisurely but said firmly: "I know, in the eyes of Aye, I am a woman's benevolence, not worthy of being his son, and in the eyes of others, I am indecisive. You are not worthy of being the prince of the world, but so what—”

In the silence, Yang Yan smiled helplessly. The faint light of the candlelight fell on his face, giving off a warm and vague light.

"I was born like this, and even now, I don't want to lose the morality that I have always cherished in my heart, the soft heart that sympathizes with the world and protects the people, and the blood that is connected to the world, and the constant separation because of this supreme imperial power. flesh and blood."

If one day he forces himself to let go of these things, and sits on a seat that thousands of people look up to with a more ruthless attitude, will he still be the same person he used to be when he looks back?
Is that person still Yang Yan——

The choice is cruel, but for him, is it really worth it?

In the silence, Baoying slowly stretched out her hand, wrapping Yang Yan's stiff hands with the scorching heat of her palm.

The moment his eyes met, Yang Yan saw sincerity and tenderness in Baoying's eyes.

And under the tears, the one who started all over again smiled in relief.

"A gentleman has no worries and no fears, the sage Confucius once said, if you reflect on yourself and have no guilt, you will have no worries and no fears—"

In the gentle response, Yang Yan saw Baoying in front of him with the determination and courage to advance and retreat with him and said: "A politician uses attack as a sword, overcomes thorns and thorns, and a benevolent person can also use love as a shield, turning defeat into victory. The way is different. But different paths lead to the same goal, no matter how difficult and dangerous this road is, no matter how far you go, I will accompany you, you and I are of one mind, we will go together and return together.”

In the silent hall, beside Yang Yan's ears, he heard the first time in his life that someone made a promise to go and return together with him.

That kind of feeling is like an old qin buried in the dark depths of the heart covered with wind and dust, suddenly reappearing in the sky, and the strings of the qin were gently tapped, leaving a trembling lingering sound.

Looking at Baoying in front of him, Yang Yan's uncontrollable heart gradually gushed out a warm current, rushing into his moist tearful eyes.

But it was a sudden smile, an instant of youth.

(End of this chapter)