Chapter 187: Geng Geng Xinghe wants to dawn (4)

"Nothing." Shen Xiyao quickly concealed the melancholy between his eyebrows and gave me a comfortable smile: "Let's have a meal together."
He said, pulling up my hand, a jade plate dragon on the thumb showed blood veins on the wrist, making my wrist appear weak, as if it would be broken with a little force. Shen Xiyao didn't realize that he was straining his hands because of his troubles, and his fingers hurt my wrists. I couldn't help but look down.
Shen Xiyao also lowered his head and immediately let go, there was a red mark on my wrist. A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes: "Do you hurt you?"
I shook my head: "It's okay." After finishing speaking, I took his hand and walked into the Xipei Hall for dinner with him.
"Passing the meal!" Zhang Dehai said loudly, and then, like a continuous tide, the repeated "passing food" spread farther and farther, and before the echo disappeared, dozens of well-dressed eunuchs carried seven dining tables. , Holding dozens of red lacquer boxes painted with golden dragons and longevity, walked in mightily. In front of the hall, a little with white sleeves took it and set them one by one. Two tables of dishes, two tables of various dim sum, rice and porridge.
Shen Xiyao took me to sit down at the table, and I stood up and said, "The emperor, this is not in compliance."
Shen Xiyao waved his hand: "It's not the first time that it's not compliant." He pointed to the round stool next to me and let me sit down.
"Play the bowl lid." A little called, and the other four little eunuchs took off the silver lid on the dish. In front of me suddenly appeared fried and cooked, fancy dishes of various colors.
"Why so much?" I looked at Shen Xiyao suspiciously, this is not his usual habit of eating.
Shen Xiyao's eyes were full of pampering, he personally filled a bowl of sour bamboo shoots and old duck soup, his gentle tone was not like a king.
"I think you are afraid that you will be hungry for a day, so that they can prepare more." He blew the bowl of soup and handed it to me: "Hurry up."
I took it, and the slightly sourness of the soup lined up the deliciousness of the duck, opened the taste buds on the tip of the tongue at the moment of entrance, evoked the hunger in the stomach, and opened up the appetite. After a bowl of soup, I could hardly resist picking up the silver chopsticks and lifting it to the table full of exquisite dishes. At the same time, my hunger broke out and my stomach was rolling and burning uncomfortably.
My food at this time must not be regarded as elegant, and even the rules are ignored. I'm really hungry, and I don't know how I lived through those times before. The eight-treasure wild duck in front of me, bergamot golden rolls, fried cuttlefish shreds, fried guinea fowl, fish fillets with milk sauce, crispy apples, and Ruyi pancakes all stimulated my appetite.
While Zhang Dehai removed the fish bones for me, he said: "Miss, you eat slowly, eat slowly." Said tremblingly, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears, and quietly looked at Shen Xiyao without speaking. Shen Xiyao was also very moved on his face. He turned his back and stopped for a moment before turning around.
Zhang Dehai put on a smiling face: "The emperor, there is still a lotus leaf soup, the minion will go and see if it's ready." Then he walked out. In fact, I know that he gave me time to be alone with Shen Xiyao.
At this time, there is a faint night in the huge Hall of Nourishing the Heart, there are also bright green candles swaying, there are also dragons and phoenixes, and there are also clusters of flowers. Suddenly gave birth to a bit ambiguous, a bit passionate.
I couldn't help putting down the silver chopsticks in my hand, and looking up, a pair of Qiu Shui Jian looked at him silently.
Shen Xiyao couldn't help but hugged me tightly in his arms, his arm was slightly hard, but he tried his best to restrain me from hurting me.
"It's my fault, Weier, that made you suffer so much." He brought a self-blaming voice and gently rang in his ears, and for a while, it seemed that everything in the past had disappeared with this sentence. However, this sentence can make up for the years of being indifferent to me and making life and death decisions? But what qualifications do I have to ask him for forgiveness?
"Weir, don't blame me, okay?" He held up my face, his eyes like a deep pool were full of guilt and affection. I looked into his eyes, and countless grievances suddenly rushed out in an instant. No matter how strong I was, the tears I had endured for many years finally fell. The thousands of words only turned into a gentle call.
"Xi Yao..."
Shen Xiyao lightly kissed my eyes, gently sucked the tears away, and then covered my lips. I closed my eyes, felt the predation and passion between his lips and teeth, and embraced him.
In the days that followed, Shen Xiyao seemed to untie the grudge, treating me very tenderly and considerately. But the golden lock has not been removed, and Su Xin is still the only one serving me.
Because she is pregnant with her concubine, Shen Xiyao will visit her every day, drink a cup of tea and ask. At night, every few days he will turn over the brand, and Yi Zhaorong will be more, and the others seem to be casual. However, whether in Xinghuachun Hall or Junlu Hall, he will return to Yangxin Hall before Zishi, because he knows that I will be waiting for him with a lone lamp. And because I know that he will come back, even if I feel sleepy, I will do some work to pass the time. After he comes back, I will use a bowl of sweet soup, talk a few words and then hug and sleep.
And what makes me most happy is that Shen Xiyao is finally willing to take a walk with me on the long streets of the Forbidden City and in the corridors of the Royal Garden after the spoon is released, in order to dispel the boredom that arises from staying in the house for a long time.
On such a night, the two slowly walked side by side on the dark long road. Only the palace lantern in my hand glowed with a warm orange-red light, which was like fireflies in the deep darkness. But my heart is at ease. Although the darkness ahead cannot see the end, it seems that it is willing to walk hand in hand to the end of time like this.
About a month later, Shen Xiyao rarely turned the sign, and stayed in the Imperial Study Room later and later. I can see from his diminishing appetite, the rare smile, the often thoughtful look, and the slightly frowning brows in his sleep that something big must have happened before.