Long time no see.

What is the reason for the two most prosperous countries to meet? You and I are the same.

Yan country, lower capital, moon platform.

"As a father, I have never been able to guess Songwen's careful thoughts..."

"But you let her do whatever she decides. ”

"There is only this one daughter left, and I think about her all the time, but she can always convince me, haven't you seen it too?"

Silent.

Outside the Pingshui Pavilion, on the carriage when returning to the Imperial City, the words that were said in the room...

"I see. Feng Ming spoke, only these few words, followed by a deeper silence, and his eyes kept on the copper cup.

The wine, which was full as if it was about to overflow, continued to ripple in the cold wind, wisps of white mist fluttered, and then unconsciously melted into the darkness.

"Winter wine always cools so quickly," Yan Yun spoke, and the man hurriedly got up, ran behind him with his bare hands holding the burned red utensils, and said, "Your Majesty."

Since Princess Zhaofeng, no one is allowed to set foot here except for the king, and it is a great luck for him to appear here today, and there is no room for the slightest mistake, not to mention that it is a red bronze that is burned, and it doesn't matter if he wants his two hands.

Yan Yun nodded and glanced at the man, then looked at Feng Ming, and looked directly at the king's gaze, which was enough.

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"It's Drunken Wenxuan. It took more than a dozen breaths of wind to notice, to be precise, it was only then that he came back to his senses, and his eyes were always on the copper cup, not knowing what to think.

"I haven't drunk for years, Yanyun, let your people put it down. Feng Ming noticed the man, his hands couldn't stop trembling greatly, and a lot of wine was spilled in the vessel, and he didn't take it off for such a long time, which was rare.

Yan Yun was silent, raised his hand and turned into a shape, and the utensils slowly left from the servant's hands, "Yes, my Yan Kingdom doesn't need people who are not strong-willed. ”

"Where the humble duty lies. The man spoke, got up and placed the vessel containing Drunken Wenxuan on the side of the jade table, then bowed his head and carefully retreated. Most of his hands are wasted, even if he can raise them, he will waste countless treasures, he is just an ordinary attendant, where did he come from, but at this moment, all he thinks in his heart is "enough!"

"What did Songwen say, you agreed to her so quickly" I didn't expect Yan Yun to ask such a question when she opened her mouth.

Feng Ming picked up the cold copper cup with his left hand, touched it, and then put it back. He was distracted before, although it was winter, but there were many stars tonight, and it was inevitable that he would think of something in the reflection of the wine.

I thought that Yan Yun would ask him this, but it turned out to be about Yanran, but this is fine.

Originally, there was no reason, I just wanted to find that memory, but after Mr. said those words in the carriage, I have a more suitable reason, I want to follow Mr. and watch everything about you all the time, with Sister Yanqin's memory, looking forward to the day you promised... I don't know why, okay?

"You can't refuse this reason. ”

Yan Yun got up, picked up the utensils that were still emitting white mist with one hand and sent it to his mouth, and drank it all from time to time, drunk Wen Xuan like this, I am afraid that the world will not be able to find a third person, the second person is... No, it should be the first person, Nether Snow.