After so many years of hard work, he finally got to this day step by step, but his highness didn't show any joy. What's the matter?

The thick Tibetan blue and gold silk curtain hung in the study, almost blocking all the sunlight outside. Since Ning Yi came back from Minnan, his eyes seemed to be a little bad. He was afraid of light and wind. The light green curtains were now replaced by dark ones.

In the study, there is a slight paper turning sound, light smoke is precious ambergris flavor.

"The Wu Shi Lang of the Ministry of labor is the elder brother of the earlier prince." On the seat rather plays chess soundlessly to look at a thick case file, the tone is indifferent and simply, "change."

"Yes." Under the seat is Xin Ziyan, who looks at the nose and the heart with eyes and nose, without a playful attitude, "where to start?"

"Isn't he fond of collecting gemstones and out of print ancient books?" Ning Yi said lightly, "you are in charge of the compilation of tianshengzhi. It's not easy to give him a crime?"

Xin Ziyan eyebrows pick pick, from this sentence tone to hear shallow irony.

"Your Highness." He looked up at Ning Yi and said, "I did that..."

"I'm tired." Ning Yi raised his head. He was still elegant and peerless. He slightly closed his eyes and gently rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't give xinziyan a chance to finish his words, "that's it."

Then he closed his eyes and leaned back in a gesture of total refusal to talk.

However, Xin Ziyan did not intend to accept his refusal. From his return to the imperial capital to the present, he has been troubled by the strange and masculine Ning game. This man seems to be a little abnormal. He works hard day and night, and tries his best to move the imperial court secretly. He hardly gives himself a chance to rest. He also refuses to communicate with them about things other than the imperial affairs This is the tenth time that the conversation has been interrupted.

He remembers that Ning Yi first returned to the imperial capital and was on the golden palace. His majesty said that it was a pity that he and the king of Shunyi had passed each other. Otherwise, he could have been sent away. When his majesty had made clear who the king and the imperial concubine were, Ning Yi shook for a moment and his face turned pale.

He remembers that after the next Dynasty, Ning Yi snatched a horse at the gate of Taihe and ran away. However, he stood for a long time in front of the gate of the city, and finally turned the horse's head quietly.

After that, he did not have any abnormality. Only a few of their close ministers knew that no abnormality was the biggest one.

Xin Ziyan's eyes are complicated. He thinks that after returning to southern Fujian, Ning Yi and Ning Cheng all hide from him. After Ning Yi comes back, he immediately takes back Jin Yuwei, who is in charge of him. Needless to say, it is for the Phoenix family. However, he did not do anything wrong. His majesty handed Jin Yuwei to Ning Yi. His only task is to find Dacheng's orphan. This has the meaning of investigation After a clear clue, but still hesitating in this matter, the consequences are unimaginable.

But nobody thought that the orphan was not Feng Zhiwei? Is this a good thing or a bad thing? Xin Ziyan closed his eyes and sighed darkly: the difference between yin and Yang, the difference between yin and Yang

Looking at the opposite rather tired look, Xin Ziyan's heart is not from Tengteng rise.

"You are tired. You can listen to me with your eyes closed!" He suddenly rushed forward and put his hands in front of Ning Yi's book case. His eyes were burning at him. "You must listen to me today."

"Don't listen." Ning Yi still did not open his eyes to see him, "you are the first talent of Tiansheng. You are the most loving Minister of your majesty. Many years ago, you chose me to assist you among the princes. Since then, you have devoted all your heart and soul. What you have done and what you want to do has never been wrong. You have nothing to explain with me, and I have nothing to criticize you. That's all."

"Then I'll find fault with you." Xin Ziyan sneered, "what do you drive away Ningcheng for? He has been climbing walls and tiles all day around the palace. Don't you feel bad? You don't feel bad. I'm stopped by him every day. I cry. Let him come back

Ning Yi opened his eyes and his eyes were cold.

"You are not my subordinates, but my teachers and friends. I will not move you or interfere in what you want to do." He light way, "rather Cheng is my hand, I have the right to move him, please don't interfere with me."

"If I'm under you, are you going to get rid of me, too?" Xin Ziyan sneered.

It's better to play games in silence.

Xin Ziyan fixed his eyes on him for a long time, disappointed in his eyes, and said for a long time: "if you plan to crush yourself for a woman and let these ten years of painstaking preparation fall short of success, then you are the only one who is blind."

"How?" Ning Yi slightly raised his long eyelashes and laughed. The smile sank in the pale golden smoke, which didn't look like a smile, but it was a bit overwhelming. "Things in the world are very strange. In its place, or not in its position, there will be many things that have to be forced. In this case, I would like to try that only one position, whether it can let me live and do what I want."

He said it plainly, but Xin Ziyan recognized the desolation. After a long silence, he sighed, "I'd like to persuade you to take heart Some people are destined to be enemies. To this point, you can't see them, and only harm yourself. "

"Why can't I see it?" Ning Yi smile, slightly pick up the corner of the eye fly out of the arc of exile, the United States is like a dizzy dream, but it is also a dream that makes people addicted to Sen Liang, "did you not see that I was preparing a gift for King Shunyi?" He pointed to a delicate basket on the table.The basket was so delicate that it could not be seen what was in it.

"I am also going to send a letter to the king of Shunyi and his concubine in person, so as to show the prince's courtesy." Ning Yi smiles, spreads the paper to moisten the ink, raises the pen to want to write, but stops again, smiles and looks at Xin Ziyan speechless.

Xin Ziyan sighed and had to step back and bring him to the door.

The last light and shadow was turned away by the closed door. The curtain was heavy and there was no dim light. The man sank in the light gold smoke, holding his pen and pressing the gold paper to the white ripe Luo in a constant posture.

Silence, for a long time.

The time of holding the pen is too long. When the pen tip is full of ink, it falls into an arc and can't wait to fall.

"Bang."

The black ink mark on the paper is like a black sun.

Ning Yi stares at the ferocious ink mark.

The day is like night Since she left.

But it was a parting, and suddenly it became the distance between life and death. He thought he would go back to Beijing with her waiting for him in Shangye, full of harvest and joy. He wanted to ask her whether she had received the letter box, whether she liked the reed and coral, and whether he would like to see the reed marsh with him on the way back to the South China Sea. He wanted to see the reed marsh for several months Thin or fat, whether it was blown black by the sea breeze, whether it was moistened by the water of the South China Sea - he could not see her for so long, so long.

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