Chang An saw that neither of them seemed to intend to ignore him, and he was not interested in singing this one-man show again, anyway, his goal had been achieved. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the trouble he made just now, the subtle atmosphere between the two of them has completely disappeared.

Lan Weishu continued to walk out, and Thirteen naturally followed out.

After making sure that the people in the house couldn't hear their voices, Thirteen Cai asked: "Childe, His Royal Highness Chang'an is obviously deliberately making trouble, why are you ......?"

"Thirteen, Chang'an...... I like the dust. Lan Weishu said with a smile.

Thirteen was stunned, looking at Lan Weishu's increasingly pale face, some wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Lan Weishu's movements were very fast, he packed everything up, and after saying goodbye to Xian Chen, he embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

The battle between Dali and Luoxue did not change because of the physical discomfort of Xianchen and Xue Qianyu, on the contrary, Dali began to fall to the downside of Xuexue because of the loss of a general, Ran Xingyi.

Xianchen began to rest less and less, and every night he had to discuss tactics with some generals in the tent until midnight, which made Chang'an feel distressed.

Chang'an wanted to intervene in the war between Luoxue and Dali, and helped Xianchen attack Luoxue, but was tried to stop it by Xianchen.

"This matter is absolutely not feasible, and the personal grudge between you and Xue Qiankite cannot be involved in the entire falling snow. The two of you can compete in private, and even seize power on the throne, but An An, you can't turn against each other because of this. If this matter spreads, where will your prestige in the falling snow remain? How should those who support you behave in their own hands? ”

Xian Chen's tone was quite harsh, so that Chang'an didn't know how to refute.

"Xian Xian, I promise that I will only participate in the discussion secretly, if you don't say it, I won't say it, no one will know." Chang'an's weak insistence.

"No, I just can't say no! You can go to the camp of the Snow Thousand Kite and discuss with those people how to fight Dali, but you just can't discuss how to fight the snow in Dali! ”

"Slim, you know I can't do this!"

"Then don't mention this matter again!"

Chang'an was silent, so he had to silently accompany Xian Chen's side, and Xian Chen consulted with people inside, and he was outside to enjoy the snow and listen to the wind, without interfering with each other.

After Xian Chen's admonition a few times to no avail, he slowly let it go.

Such days came to an end after Liu Yifei's arrival.

"Brother Yifei, aren't you wandering around? How did it appear in the city of Van ? Xianchen sat at the top of the flower hall and greeted Liu Yifei.

"Xianchen, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still the same? Just as pretty. Before these words fell, Liu Yifei felt two sharp gazes flying straight towards him.

Xian Chen smiled, "Brother Yifei, this trip is really different." I talked a lot more than I heard before. ”

"Haha!" Liu Yifei smiled heartily, this kind of unbridled laughter infected Xian Chen, and seemed to expel the shadow of many days.

"Xianchen, I'm coming back to help you this time. Not long ago, I was experiencing the local life of the nomads in the northwest, and I received a flying pigeon from Brother Ran. In the letter, Brother Ran repeatedly begged me to come back as soon as possible and be your military advisor. It just so happens that I'm tired of being out there too, so it's time to come back. ”

Liu Yifei paused when he said this, and then looked left and right, and there was no one else except for a man with a scar on his face.

"Xian Chen, where is Brother Ran? Why didn't you see him come to meet me? And what do you say, on the day I come back, you will have a drink with me! This person is gone, what does it mean? ”

Xian Chen's smiling eyes suddenly overflowed with sadness.

Liu Yifei is also a meticulous person in the end, and he quickly noticed the difference.

"What's wrong? Is something happening? Liu Yifei seemed to have a premonition of something, and asked a little nervously.

"Brother Yifei, Brother Ran, he ...... It's dead. Slim Dust tried his best to stabilize his emotions, but if he listened carefully, he could still detect that Slim Dust's voice was a little sad.

When Liu Yifei heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened.

Chang'an saw Xian Chen's appearance, and hurriedly spoke: "Xian Xian, you shouldn't be so fluctuating now, your body will not be able to stand it!" ”

Xian Chen forcibly suppressed the wetness in his eyes, and then looked at Liu Yifei and smiled apologetically: "Brother Yifei, I'm sorry." It should be a great joy for you to come back today, look at me now...... I'm sorry. ”

Liu Yifei waved his hand again and again, "No, no, it's my rudeness." But where is Brother Ran's grave? I want to worship him. ”

Liu Yifei's tone was also a little melancholy.

"This, I'm afraid it's impossible for you in a short period of time, Brother Yifei. Because I asked Lan Weishu to send Brother Ran's body back to Kyoto. My sister-in-law is alone in Kyoto, and since I can't let Brother Ran go back to accompany him, it's always good to let Brother Ran's soul go back. ”

Liu Yifei nodded, "When I return to Beijing, I will definitely go to the house to meet my sister-in-law." ”

Because of the mention of Ran Xingyi, the pleasant atmosphere between the two gradually fell silent.

Xianchen was really in no mood to continue to greet each other, so under the pretext that it was late, he asked Liu Yifei to arrange a side room, and the two dispersed.

Looks like a lot has happened.

Liu Yifei thought as he walked.

For example, Slim Dust's body turned out to be like that.

For example, the young man next to Xianchen is obviously younger than Xianchen, but he affectionately calls Xianchen Xian Qian, and the relationship between the two is definitely not simple.

For example, the young man looks young, but his cultivation is simply unfathomable, when has there been such a person around Xianchen?

Liu Yifei wondered in his heart, his interest in Chang'an was far greater than his interest in war.

That young man was too mysterious, for example, just now he just praised the beauty of the dust, and he felt such a fierce murderous aura.

And the young man's attitude towards Xianchen is really not like an ordinary friend, but more like admiration.

However, in a short period of time, Liu Yifei saw that he was tired.

And here, after Liu Yifei left, Xian Chen finally couldn't support it anymore and fell next to the table.

"Slim!" Chang An exclaimed, and hurriedly carried Xianchen back to the bed to rest.

took the pulse for Xianchen, and found that he was just overworked, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Carefully tearing off the mask on Xian Chen's face, revealing a slightly wrinkled face, the pity in Chang'an's eyes became even more obvious.

"Slim, wait, I will definitely find the black mandala to save you, don't worry."

Chang An muttered to himself, and waited for Xianchen's face to breathe a little before putting the mask back on for her as it was.

After sitting on the edge of Xianchen's bed for a while, Chang'an slowly went out and closed the door of Xianchen's room lightly. (To be continued.) )