"Yes, Yang Yan's talent is amazing, I plan to let him see the world, which is more conducive to growth. Zhao Yixuan said with a smile. Although there is a hidden obstruction that does not show the specific cultivation, according to Song Sheng's description, the sound outside Longteng City before coming in the past can guess the ten **.

"However, he is still so young, won't this hurt him?" Wang Xindai frowned slightly, still worried.

"It's okay, Xin...... Oh, princess. I proposed it myself, and I will take advantage of such a good opportunity, and I believe that I can learn a lot this time, which is a rare opportunity. Yang Yan smiled faintly and said.

"Then I'm going too. Wang Xin pursed his lips and muttered.

"Okay. Zhao Yixuan leaned lightly on the wide chair and said with a smile.

"Oh, Uncle Huang, I'm really going. Can you be serious?" Wang Xin frowned, pouted, and shook Zhao Yixuan's arm and said. The angry appearance was even more cute, so that Yang Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Why am I not serious? Every time there is a game, the empire will send an envoy, and since you want to go, then you will be the envoy. But you can't disgrace our empire, or you won't come back. Zhao Yixuan looked at Wang Xin and said.

"If I don't come back, I won't come back, I don't want to stay here, I don't have friends, it's boring, it's better than when I was in the academy. Wang Xin pouted, shook off Zhao Yixuan's arm, and pretended to be angry and said.

"Hehe, whatever you want. Zhao Yixuan smiled faintly, then swayed, squinted his eyes, and said, "You guys go down first, I'm tired." ”

Yang Yan bowed cautiously, and quickly retreated with Wang Xin, who still had dissatisfaction on his face.

"Princess, aren't you afraid of angering Your Majesty?" After going out of the gate and bypassing a few corridors, Yang Yan's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and said softly.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of him. Wang Xin pursed his lips and said disdainfully. "He's powerful on the surface, but he's actually good to people. Also, don't call me any princess, you're my brother, just call me sister, otherwise, I will ignore you!"

"Really, how do I feel that Your Majesty seems to have something on his mind?" Yang Yan frowned and wondered.

"What's on his mind? Wang Xin said disappreciably.

Seeing that Wang Xin was so bland, Yang Yan could only shake his head with a wry smile and sit on the chair next to the corridor. Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, Yang Yan couldn't help but slowly close his eyes, however, the spiritual power shrouded everything around him, although this is the palace, but who knows if anyone has bad hobbies?

"What are you doing, you haven't seen me for so long, and you won't talk to me?" Just when Yang Yan was intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers, Wang Xin's voice rang out.

Yang Yan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xin, who was angry, his cheeks were faintly red, he was glaring at himself angrily, and quickly moved his butt to give up a position. Said with a smile. "Sit down. ”

"That's pretty much it. Wang Xinjiao laughed and sat next to Yang Yan generously. His eyes blinked slightly, he looked at Yang Yan affectionately, and said affectionately. "By the way, why did you change your name? Can you tell me how you've been doing in the past few years?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just ......" Yang Yan calmly recounted everything in the past few years, fighting against the Sword King and almost losing his life, fighting in the valley, and saving people...... They all came out one by one, but the cultivation in the middle was mentioned in one sentence, and in such a place, the less people knew about it, the better. Although Song Qian didn't tell Yang Yan not to say it, this was a kind of trust, so Yang Yan naturally wouldn't talk nonsense. As for the back, Fang He's affairs, the Liuyun Sword Sect's affairs. Later, he was intercepted by Ouyang Huo...... They all came out one by one. Of course, Ouyang Ji's matter naturally didn't come out.

Wang Xin quietly listened to Yang Yan's words, his brows were sometimes tightened, sometimes stretched, and he couldn't help but almost grab Yang Yan's arm several times. The entire corridor was quiet, no one came to disturb it, only Yang Yan's calm voice and worried eyes.

Time passed quickly, and the two didn't even know how to spend it, it was already dusk. That touch of red also slowly disappeared into the sky. As the lights in the corridor turned on, everything around seemed so quiet, the fragrance of flowers was still so intoxicating, and a full moon hung high in the dark night sky, adding a bit of mystery to the originally silent sky.

Admire the moon, flowers, and beauties.

At some point, Yang Yan stopped talking, because he really couldn't bear to look at those beautiful eyes and worry about himself. In the clear eyes, it is like a never-ending lake, quietly rippling with small ripples. Like the emotion in my heart, slowly spread......

"Brother......" Wang Xin's lips opened lightly and called softly.

"Xin'er ......" Yang Yan also responded, but facing Wang Xin, many words to say were suddenly stuck in his neck, and he couldn't get out. Maybe it's enough to look at each other quietly like now.

"Brother, do you think we will be like our mother?" Wang Xin stared at Yang Yan and said softly. "They are happy, but they are also sad, can we continue their happiness and not let the sadness repeat itself?"

Yang Yan didn't speak, just turned his head slowly, looked at the full moon through the leaves, tonight is fifteen, how much acacia is placed in the round moon, maybe Wang Chong is also sitting on the roof, looking at the moon and sighing softly. Did Zhao Yihan also lie on the edge of the window, quietly looking at the sky, recalling the beautiful scenery that was getting farther and farther away?

The corners of Wang Xin's eyes suddenly moistened, Yang Yan was already in front of her eyes, within reach, but why did she suddenly become as far away as the ends of the earth? The bitterness in her heart poured out almost like a tide, filling her entire heart. And the hazy eyes cast a faint layer of mystery and distance on the person in front of him. The best way not to let grief repeat itself is not to let happiness breed.

"We can!" After a long time, Yang Yan slowly turned his head, looked at Wang Xin with tears streaming down his face, and said four words, although he said it very lightly, it was very firm, like a silver needle, often piercing Wang Xin's heart.

Wang Xin's body paused slightly, his lips opened slightly, and he turned his head in surprise and looked at the hazy Yang Yan. After a while, he suddenly threw himself into the latter's arms, letting the clothes on Yang Yan's chest wet with tears. The thoughts of the past few years also poured out at this moment, accompanied by a gentle cry, and melted into the entire night sky.

"Okay, stop crying. Someone's coming. Yang Yan gently patted Wang Xin's shoulder and said softly.

Although Wang Xin was extremely reluctant, he still raised his head slowly, but his fair face had become red and looked very delicate. Then, there was the sound of soft footsteps on the other side of the hallway. After a few breaths, I saw Zhao Yili walking around this way, and when he saw Wang Xin, his body paused slightly, but then he pretended not to see anything and walked over.

"Eldest Princess. Yang Yan hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Well, Xin'er, let's go back. Zhao Yili nodded lightly, then looked at Wang Xin and said.

"Mother, I want to stay a little longer. Wang Xin lowered his head and said softly. "He's leaving soon, I'm ......"

"Well, remember not to be too late. Zhao Yili glanced at Yang Yan, shook his head helplessly, and turned away. When Zhao Yilian's figure was about to disappear, Yang Yan and Wang Xin clearly heard a long sigh.

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Early the next morning, Yang Yan was led by Song Sheng to a small gate next to the west gate of the palace. There, a wide vermilion carriage had stopped, and six tall white horses stood quietly in front of the carriage, sometimes wagging their tails, sometimes looking at the sky, as if waiting for Yang Yan to appear.

The carriage didn't look gorgeous, but the thick vermilion color was incomparably thick. Compared to the ornate carriage, this one is more suitable for long journeys. A long whip lay horizontally beside the wide position at the front of the carriage, trembling gently.

"Lord Song, I'm tired. Yang Yan looked at the carriage and said to Song Sheng with a smile. Yang Yan secretly used his spiritual power to probe, and the defensive nature of the carriage far exceeded his estimates. Under the Sword Master, it is estimated that it will be difficult to leave any holes in the carriage.

"Needless to say. Song Sheng half-squinted his eyes and smiled. "This carriage is a little ugly, but it is still relatively sturdy, and it is just right for you. No grooms, no accompaniment, and the rest of the road is on your own. ”

"Lord Song's great kindness, Yang Yan will never forget it, I believe it will not disappoint you!" Yang Yan affirmed. Although Song Sheng looked arrogant, he secretly helped himself a lot.

"Hehe, go ahead. Song Sheng handed a map to Yang Yan, waved his sleeves, and nodded.

Yang Yan nodded in the same way and walked quickly towards the carriage. But when he got to the carriage, he suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at Song Sheng, who had a calm face, and then slowly moved his gaze from Song Sheng's body to the small gate behind him, to the city wall, and then to the surrounding grass and trees.

He was expecting, looking forward to Wang Xin's appearance, but except for Song Sheng, who was half-squinting in the breeze, no one waited. A gentle breeze blew up a few leaves that had fallen at some point, curled on the ground, slowly rolled to the side, and stopped. In desperation, Yang Yan had no choice but to take two deep breaths and jump on the horse.

The whip was raised, and the horse's feet moved in unison.

Yang Yan left, with the carriage slowly moving forward, gradually disappeared at the end of the sight, helplessly on the city wall, a beautiful woman was looking at the direction of Yang Yan's departure, crying softly, crystal tears quietly slipped down the city wall, wetting a piece of heaven and earth.