Both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

In the evening, the two sides met, and Wang Suping negotiated on behalf of the envoys of Kun and Yidan, and both sides were not satisfied with each other's terms at first.

Later, Du Weizhen was happy because the Gu on Du Yueyan's body was untied, so he took a step back and let the other party go, which was the only way to successfully negotiate.

After sending off the envoy of Yidan Kingdom, Meng Fusheng was supposed to return to Liuyun Villa, but he never mentioned this matter, and went to take care of Du Yueyan's situation every day as if nothing happened, and in the end, Du Weizhen asked him when he would go back.

It stands to reason that Du Yueyan is grateful to Meng Fusheng for being able to solve the Gu, Du Weizhen doesn't know, but he knows better that Yan'er is also by his side because he is by his side, so he has been holding a hurdle in his heart, so he doesn't want to see Meng Fusheng continue to stay by Du Yueyan's side, he is afraid that Yan'er will still want to go with Meng Fusheng after waking up.

What he didn't expect was that Meng Fusheng actually knelt down, "Wei Zhen! ”

Du Weizhen was startled, and hurriedly wanted to pull him up, "The man has gold under his knees, what are you doing?" ”

Even if their identities are disparity now, Du Weizhen never thought of asking him to salute him, just as the two of them usually call him by his name, instead of using some noble identity to build a wall of identity for the two, at this time, Du Weizhen did not think about it when he was angry again.

Meng Fusheng held his two arms, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, "I know that you still blame me in your heart, it is true that I am useless to let Yan'er encounter this danger, but how can I rest assured if I don't see her get better with my own eyes, so I beg you to let me stay here and take care of her." I wouldn't let her follow me when she woke up, just as I was atoning for my sins. ”

The words of refusal lingered on the tip of his tongue, but Du Weizhen couldn't say it ruthlessly, first, he had been friends with Meng Fusheng for so many years, and he also knew that he didn't ask for people, for Yan'er, he could do this to the point that he could show the depth of his feelings for Yan'er; Second, for the sake of Yan'er, he first went to southern Xinjiang, and then to Yidan Kingdom, which can be said to be deep into the tiger's den, and he didn't think about himself at all.

Du Weizhen asked himself, can he sleep like this? The answer is no.

Such a Meng Fusheng, how could he refuse?

Du Weizhen sighed appointedly, as if he didn't want to care, "Whatever you want, I don't want to get involved in your affairs." There's only one, and I won't let her go with you when Yan'er wakes up. ”

Even though he knew that this was for sure, Meng Fusheng's heart still twitched violently, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

Du Weizhen waved his hand and left, there were still a lot of recitals waiting for him in the imperial study, he didn't have the heart to mix with the feelings of these men and women, alas, it was really sour.

In his spare time, Meng Fusheng wrote back to the villa, intending to inform Mu Shengyun that he had found the antidote and arrived in Kunguo.

He didn't think anything before receiving the reply, but when he saw the black and white words, he was like he didn't know them, he knew them all when they were taken apart, but when they were combined, they were so strange that people wanted to tear him apart directly.

Meng Fusheng decided to go back first, he didn't believe it, he had to see it with his own eyes.

Obviously, before he left the villa, the master only had a minor illness, why was it so sudden, and the person was gone? Senior Brother Sheng Yun was really too much, because he was angry outside for so long, he could understand, but he was really unhappy to scare him with this kind of thing.

Meng Fusheng laughed and cried, packed up his salute as quickly as possible, left a letter that he would go back first, and rushed back to the villa overnight.

Seeing the white silk hanging on the towering brown wooden door from a distance, Meng Fusheng stumbled, dropped the burden, ran to the door in a distracted manner, and slapped the wooden board vigorously.

It's really too much, hanging this kind of thing at the door for no reason, how unlucky, he must tell his senior brother, find out who did it, and scold him well.

"The owner of the floating village." When the next person who opened the door saw him, he cried, "You're back." ”

It was the first time Meng Fusheng was so angry with his subordinates, he wanted to scold him, what to cry about, didn't he come back well?

But his throat seemed to be sealed with cement, and he couldn't spit out a word, and he pushed his subordinates away and ran inside, and the white red silk that caught his eyes hurt his eyes, until he bumped into a man.

Meng Fusheng tugged at the placket of his clothes, his eyes full of admiration and trust, as if grasping the only piece of driftwood in the vast and boundless sea, "Master?" Did he know about my disobedience and going out? Where is he? Let him scold me, okay? I know wrong. ”

"Floating!" Mu Shengyun hugged him and gently stroked his back, as if comforting a child who had lost everything, and his eyes turned red when he stared, "It's okay, the senior brothers will always be with you." ”

Meng Fusheng looked blankly in the direction of Mu Changfeng's yard, when he was a child, he lived in Mu Changfeng's yard for the past few years, and was personally cultivated by him, every time he came back from playing, he would smile and say a few naughty words to him, but then he would help him wipe his hands clean and let his subordinates get ready to eat. In his memory, it was the warmest place, the harbor he always longed for when he was afraid and helpless. So how could he believe that he was just having fun and going out, and there was no one waiting for him in the harbor?

"Will you take me to see Master?" Meng Fusheng heard his hoarse and ugly voice, but the sadness and resignation implied in it made him frightened.

Mu Shengyun's throat itched, his nose immediately became sore, and he couldn't say a word, so he patted him on the shoulder with strength, for fear that he would choke out of his mouth.

Liuyun Villa does not pay attention to such a thick burial, and Mu Changfeng's wish before his death is to let him sleep under his favorite bamboo forest.

Mu Shengyun took Meng Fusheng to a bulging grave, and in front of the tomb stood a tombstone made by them, which was very shabby, and outsiders only thought that this was the tomb of a descendant, only they knew that it was their most beloved and respected master buried inside.

"Master, disciples don't laugh." Almost as soon as he saw the five words of Venerable Master Mu Changfeng on the tombstone, Meng Fusheng's tears immediately fell, and he knelt straight in front of the tomb, bursting into tears, like a cuckoo crying blood, miserable and cold, "The disciple didn't see you for the last time, I am not worthy of being your disciple." ”

Meng Fusheng forgot the time, forgot everything around him, his back was completely drowned in sadness, crying until there were no more tears in the back, his eyes were empty, and people couldn't help but grieve with him.

Mu Shengyun guarded him every step of the way, and did not persuade him to leave, he knew that at this time, only companionship was the most important thing he should do, and everything else was meaningless.