Chapter 215: Thoughts (Celebration of the Ascension of the Alliance+)

He was in Kyoto, but the seventh senior brother Ji Jun was in Jiangnan, and the two were far apart, so the two broke off contact.

On the occasion of parting, Ji Jun told him that he had been a senior brother for many years, and they were also brothers for life without Tianji Camp. Although it is inconvenient for the two to mention each other to others, once they are in trouble, no matter what it is, they can immediately write a letter and convey it with carrier pigeons. As long as the person receiving the letter is still alive, he will immediately rush to the aid of the other party.

Right now, he is in a predicament, if he asks Ji Jun for help, presumably Ji Jun, who said that, will definitely come immediately.

But Yan Huai thought about it, but he didn't want to ask him for help.

It's rare that they have left Tianji Camp, far away from that kind of life, and now that Ji Jun has returned to Jiangnan, he can sit in the restaurant near the lake and blow the wind and shake the fan, taste tea and talk and laugh, and the life is very leisurely. How could he tell the Seventh Senior Brother, whom he regarded as his siblings, to abandon his stable and comfortable life and go to the distant Northland to fight hard with him?

Every day after he returned to Beijing was in dire straits.

His stepmother didn't want him to live, he had to work hard to survive.

If Ji Jun comes, maybe he will lose his life here if he is not careful, and he will not even be able to return to the roots of the fallen leaves.

He had never married or had children, he had a lot of years to squander, and even he had his difficulties. Otherwise, he would not have lived such a day in the Tianji Camp in the past, living day after day in the long yellow sand flying heaven and earth.

In just a moment, Yan Huai's heart seemed to have passed more than ten years, and he had seen the road to the future.

In the vast river of time, he saw two completely different paths.

A long life. The children and grandchildren are full of children and grandchildren, and they can enjoy their families; Or died in a lonely grave when he was a teenager. Overgrown with weeds.

He couldn't turn to Senior Brother Seventh for help.

Yan Huai looked at the green trees outside the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

His hand on the lattice of the window was fair and delicate, but there were deep strangulation marks on it, and there were obvious calluses between his fingers.

That's the mark left by drawing the bow and shooting the arrow.

The bowstring was twisted around the fingers, and little by little it squeezed into the flesh and frayed the skin. After bleeding, a thick scab formed. Before the scab could fall off, it was strangled with red blood again, and so on. It became a bruise that could never be erased.

He still remembers that the first bow he pulled out was from his father, Cheng Guogong.

It was a special bow, delicate and small, not like a weapon but like a child's play. He pulled away in a panic. Shoot your first arrow. Right in the middle of the heart.

He also remembered that his father smiled, and his smile was full of pride and joy. Even though the smile was fleeting, he saw it. From then on, he fell in love with the feeling of drawing a bow and shooting arrows, and the feathered arrows went off the string, whistling in the wind towards the target, and the red in the middle was pierced by a "poof".

Every moment is so delightful. Every time the arrow misses the string, it reminds him of his father's smile.

Since the age of six. He got up before the rooster crowed, and it was not until dusk, when the sound of the began, that he carefully put away the bow.

When he left Kyoto, he lost the bow. When he saw it again, it lay quietly in his father's coffin, as if he were accompanying his father who had died of illness.

Jixiang told him that his father was so sick that he could not speak, and that he wanted to be buried with this bow, but he could not express it, and his body was so weak that he could not even lift his fingers, let alone write them down. So he stared at the camphor box where the bow was hidden, and kept looking...... Always, all the time......

Someone opened the chest and took out the bow.

Yan Huai thought a little dazedly, since his father had always kept this bow, and even if he died, he would bring it into the coffin, but why would he be willing to send him away?

He felt that he was very stupid, and no matter how much he thought, he still couldn't guess his father's true thoughts.

Outside the window, the summer cicadas were chirping as hard as they could, as if they were shouting words that no one could understand...... His brows couldn't help frowning slightly, twisted into a Sichuan character.

"Shizi, my subordinates asked someone to stick the cicadas on the tree." Ji Xiang entered with the medicine that he had decocted himself, and when he saw him standing by the window and frowning, he thought that he was irritated by the sound of cicadas outside the window, so he put down the medicine bowl and pulled out his feet to go out.

Yan Huai didn't look back, "Stop." โ€

Ji Xiang Ying Yan stopped, his face puzzled.

"I want to put out the fake news that I'm seriously injured." Yan Huai hung his head slightly, and the golden sunlight shone on his face, reflecting the subtle fluff at the corners of the young man's lips, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

"Is the prince trying to catch the inner ghost?" Jixiang understood after a little thought.

Yan Huai bowed his head, "If you don't get rid of this person, the Iron Blood Alliance will not be able to know my whereabouts for a day." โ€

That's why he's here.

Mrs. Xie Liuye's dowry Zhuangzi, who would have thought that he would hide here? Even if he thought about it himself, he thought it was quite incredible.

Yan Huai couldn't help but laugh when she thought about Xie Shuning's appearance of almost lifting her feet.

Ji Xiang saw him suddenly laugh, his eyelids jumped, and he felt that he didn't know his master more and more. Compared with the deceased Chengguo Gong Yan Jing, Yan Huai's mind is much more difficult to guess.

"My subordinates understand." He secretly wondered how long Yan Huai would stay with Xie Shuning, "Shizi, that medicine ......"

As he spoke, his gaze fell quietly on the medicine bowl on the table. The medicine was fried by him, and he was relieved. But this medicine was prescribed by Lu Kong, and he prepared it, so Ji Xiang didn't dare to be careless.

Yan Huai turned around and walked to the table, picked up the medicine bowl and stared at it, and then immediately picked up the medicine bowl and drank the medicine juice in one go: "It's okay." โ€

Not to mention that he dared to be sure that there was no poison in it, even if there was, what could it be, after all, he was not afraid.

Seeing that he drank the medicine, Ji Xiang swallowed the rest of the words in his mouth, picked up the medicine bowl again and retired.

When he walked to the door, his figure suddenly froze.

He had forgotten about it, and he didn't know if Miss Xie Ba had told Shizi that he was going to kill her......

Where did he know that Xie Shuning was also worried about this.

It's just a matter of leaving Yanhuai, leaving auspiciousness. It annoyed her.

But she didn't dare to tell Yan Huai directly, hey, your guards want to kill this girl!

If in case of the auspicious move in the Hu family that day. It was instructed by Yan Huai, so wouldn't she be bored and kill herself? Xie Shuning was so melancholy that she didn't even sleep well in the afternoon. Yuebai came to see her with a scar-removing ointment, and when she saw her, she said, "Miss, you can frighten the slave!" โ€

When I heard the news that Xie Shuning was gone. She was holding her son to put him to sleep, and she was almost so frightened that even her son fell to the ground, until now she saw Xie Shuning. She was still a little frightened.

Xie Shuning sat cross-legged on the kang, looking at the map of Pingjiao, as she remembered, on the map of the Hu family. It doesn't show the hill where she and Yan Huai are hiding.

The two taller ones on the side are marked on the map.

She was worried that it was just a slip from the picture. So she looked for someone else, but after looking through the maps of various periods, she didn't see where the mountain was.

It's really weird.

She looked at it for a while and didn't see anything famous, so she simply piled up all the books on the side, invited Yuebai to sit down, and asked her, "I'm not good at it, don't worry." โ€

The more Yuebai heard her say this, the more worried she became. Hearing this, he said bluntly: "Tell me about yourself over the years, which time you went out and didn't come back with a little injury?" Look at the slave. Don't go out in the future! The co-author is getting older, and it is good to learn how to take care of the house from his wife. โ€

Xie Shuning was embarrassed.

Yuebai is really not wrong in what she said, she has to hang the lottery every time she goes out, and this time she is considered lucky, so she just scratched a little skin.

But let her follow her mother to learn housekeeping?

It's better to let her mother learn from her.

Xie Shuning deliberately changed the conversation and said to her, "What did you bring?" โ€

Yuebai Yiyan opened the small lid of the white porcelain, revealing a snow-white piece of grease inside, exuding a faint orchid fragrance: "The new cream made by the slave maid a few days ago has the same effect as the jade face paste specially used for scar removal, but the effect is better. โ€

"Oh? Then you can put it on me. Xie Shuning smiled.

Yuebai pinched the bean a little bigger with her fingertips, gently pushed it away on her face, and carefully wiped the tiny wounds: "A small mark like this can be eliminated in three or five days, and it can be restored in seven or eight days." โ€

Xie Shuning couldn't help but sigh: "It's really the right person to promise you to Lukong." โ€

"The older you get, the more boundless this talk becomes!" Yuebai finished applying the ointment to her, withdrew her hand, and said angrily.

Xie Shuning smiled and took her hand and said, "Why don't you bring Doudou?" โ€

She has always liked children, so when she comes back to Yuebai, she has to ask Doudou.

Yuebai said: "You just came back, you should take a good rest." The boy was so noisy that he wouldn't let him come. โ€

Xie Shuning shook her head: "I'm fine, I don't need to rest." โ€

She didn't have the heart to rest, there was a big scourge in the village, and she couldn't rest assured.

"The slave maid heard that the prince of Chengguo has lived?" Yuebai packed up her things and asked softly.

Xie Shuning bowed.

"That's a ...... Why ......" Yuebai saw her nodding and understood that it was true, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Xie Shuning smiled: "It's just that he's not there." โ€

But this is easier said than done.

In the evening, Xie Shuning asked Turan to move a rocking chair to go under the tree to cool off, but he was staring at the flowers on the treetops and counting happily when he saw Yan Huai walking leisurely.

At that time, Turan was going to help her pick fruits, and Yuzi was also sent by her to Mr. Yun Zhan to sort out the map, and she was the only one lying quietly under the tree to enjoy the shade.

She was helpless, so she simply closed her eyes, really thinking that she didn't see Yan Huai.

"Miss Eight, don't you really plan to open your eyes and take a look?"

Hearing the voice of the young man Qingyue in his ears, Xie Shuning's eyes closed more and more tightly.

Yan Huai stood one step away from her, hugged her chest, and said slowly, "There is a worm on your arm...... Cyan ...... One finger thick ......" (to be continued......)

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