When He Ye came to see him the next day, he put on the armor he had worn when he was fighting all over the world. The metal reflected a cold light under the warm sun, which was eerie and terrifying. He Ye really looked a bit like the Shura who was rumored to be able to stop children from crying at night.
"Why are you just standing there?" Xu Nuo sat leaning against the bed, looking at the man who was keeping a certain distance from him.
"Armor is cool," He Ye raised the corner of his mouth and looked at him with a smile, "Baby, lie down obediently, I will stay here for a while and then go back."
Xu Min knew that he had been climbing through the window to Xu Nuo's palace every day in the past few days, but after all, one was a general who was about to go out to fight, and the other was his beloved younger brother. They would eventually resolve their past grudges and reconcile, and he didn't want to be the sinner who broke up the couple, so he could only turn a blind eye.
"Yeah," Xu Nuo didn't argue with him this time. He slid into the quilt obediently, tilted his head to look at him, revealing a pair of watery brown eyes.
Neither of them spoke again. Perhaps words were too pale, or perhaps at this moment there was no need for any extra words between them.
After a long while, He Ye finally spoke, saying something incoherent, "I can make milk soup too."
Xu Nuo shrank into the quilt, neither looking at him nor speaking, and the air became stagnant again.
"When I come back, I'll make it for you, okay?"
There was still silence, so long that He Ye thought he was about to fall asleep. Those memories were not good for both of them. He Ye wanted to cover them up, but it depended on the other party's opinion. He didn't want to force him.
"Nono, have a good rest... I'm leaving first."
He Ye took a last look at him. The little ball covered in the quilt was so adorable.
"good."
In the hall where you could hear a pin drop, the boy's subtle answer was particularly obvious.
He Ye, who was about to open the door, paused and turned stiffly to look at him. Xu Nuo poked his head out from under the quilt, looking at him with watery eyes without blinking. Perhaps because she was afraid that he didn't hear her, she repeated it softly.
"good."
This time, he refused to look at He Ye no matter what, and shrank back like a little turtle.
"Wait for me to come back," He Ye grinned, just like Xu Nuo remembered when they first met, a young general, unrestrained and flamboyant, shining like the sun and no one dared to approach him.
He Ye said, wait for me to come back and continue to apologize to the baby.
Xu Nuo still quietly stuck his head out to look at him. He Ye's back disappeared on the stone road in front of Yongshou Palace. The afternoon sun was very strong, and his armor reflected the light.
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"Nono?"
Xu Nuo turned around, looked at the emperor in a dragon robe, and called out "Royal Brother" with a smile.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye. He had long since gotten rid of his initial discomfort and shyness when interacting with his brother and mother, and was now very skilled at acting like a spoiled child and making mischief.
"It's cold by the window, don't catch a cold."
Xu Nuo tightened his fox fur coat and looked at him with a shake of his head. "I'm not cold. I'm dressed warmly."
"Today is the first snow. Let's have someone stew some pot tonight and send it to the Queen Mother."
"The emperor's brother and sister-in-law are here too," Xu Nuo blinked and was touched on the head helplessly by Xu Min.
"Of course it will come."
Not long ago, Xu Min promoted the imperial concubine who had always been with him to be his legitimate wife, and made her the queen despite the opposition of many ministers. The two had a deep relationship and were deeply in love.
The emperor was busy with affairs and left after a short stay. After his brother left, Xu Nuo continued to stay by the window and watch the snow outside.
He Ye is much further south than the capital, so it probably doesn't snow there. I wonder what he is doing at this time.
Was he slaying the enemy on horseback? Or analyzing battle strategies in his tent? Or was he thinking of him while gazing at the cloudless sky?
As I thought about the promise I made, I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I secretly fantasized that others were thinking about me. It was really too self-indulgent.
He didn't know the sadness thousands of miles away. He Ye had just taken off his blood-stained armor and was sitting in front of the tent with his horse and sword.
The capital is in the north, and it should snow soon. I wonder what Nuonuo is doing.
Whenever He Ye wanted to make a promise, he would fold a paper star. Some of them had unspoken words written on them, while others were just blank. The densely packed paper stars filled the wooden box beside him, and even he was shocked when he saw them.
In just two months, these stars seem to be more numerous than those in the sky.
The Chinese New Year is less than two months away, so he needs to hurry up and go back early, otherwise there won't be so much paper for him to fold.
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