Yan Tianmu looked at the young man standing in front of him silently, just 20 years old, already so good. Han Lang is a name he is not unfamiliar with, and he laments that the world is too small, and they have such a fate. In the past 10 years, few internal guards have been able to break away from the secret service, and the vast majority of them have ended up with unknown burials. Han Lang was lucky. Lei Xiao has infinite generosity for talents. Yan Tianmu was once responsible for part of the training of the internal guard, and he was deeply impressed by No. 3, smart, bold, resolute, and firm, if there was any shortcoming, it was too calm. Unexpectedly, No. 3 was Han Lang. The king rarely mentioned the internal guard to anyone, but he vaguely praised No. 3 in front of him many times, and hinted that he should be transferred out of the internal guard and carefully cultivated. What would she do if Xiyan knew? Looking at her appearance, it seemed that she had forgotten this little friend.

Han Lang respectfully waited for Yan Tianmu to speak, even if he lowered his head, he felt the other party's attentive gaze. He had always been confident in himself, though he didn't know where it came from.

"Sit down. For a long time, Yan Tianmu spoke.

Han Lang sat down on the chair next to him and looked up at Yan Tianmu. General Yan is famous, he is the king's confidant and important minister, and his prestige in the army is very high, and he is a person who can compete with Prince Gong. Extraordinary, resourceful, and most importantly, not revealing anything when something happens, and not offending others if you have your own principles. I'm afraid I won't be able to find a person like him in a few lifetimes, right?

"You should know what the king means, so I won't say more. In the future, the security of the outer city will be left to you. Yan Tianmu said succinctly. "If you need help, come to me. ”

"Yes. Han Lang nodded slightly. The importance of the duty is self-evident, and he did not expect to take on a heavy responsibility from the beginning. Although he was grateful for the trust of the king and the general, he also felt that they had overestimated themselves.

"Just let it go, don't worry too much, you can definitely do it. As if hearing his inner thoughts, Yan Tianmu spoke of encouragement.

Xiyan sat on the steps in front of the porch. Another year. Plants and trees alternate, spring comes and falls. The wall was not high, she had tried countless times in the past few years, and finally once, she successfully climbed out, outside, looking around, she couldn't see the road, she couldn't see people, she couldn't even tell the direction, let alone where the depths were. She froze in place until the soldiers on patrol spotted her and sent her back to the house. After that, she gave up trying to get out. Outside, it's all unknown, and there's no guarantee of survival. Although the world is big, she is destined to survive under a small sky.

The night breeze brought the scent of unknown flowers, and she took a deep breath, which was still mixed with the smell of grass. She leaned against the pillars, and the sky was full of stars, which one would deliver her prayer to heaven?

He stood silently behind her, unaware of her distraction. Alone, sitting alone in the overgrown courtyard, his back desolate. He thought for a moment and walked over to her and sat down.

Xiyan suddenly felt that he was just lazy and turned sideways. It's not Yan Tianmu.

"Why are you?" she straightened up, and those eyes were impressive.

"Are you waiting for someone?" he asked. But who will come at night?

"It's not. Xiyan smiled and patted the side of the clothes against the pillar, "I don't want to sleep, come out and sit." ”

"Thank you that day. He looked at the tree in front of him and said sincerely.

"No, I don't. Xiyan said simply. Sitting with a stranger doesn't seem appropriate. She stood up, "I'm back in my room." ”

He also stood up and looked down at her, "Okay." ”

He looked at her back, stood for a moment, and left.