After speaking, the emperor glanced at Murong Feng with a puzzled look on his face, waved his hand and did not explain, but casually picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and then asked lightly: "Are you here to sue me about this matter?" ”

Murong Feng hurriedly lowered his head and returned: "The old minister still has something to report to His Majesty," Speaking of this, he paused, turned his head to look around, and saw that there was no one around, so he looked back and faced the emperor, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, on the occasion of the army's southern expedition, in order to avoid His Majesty's distraction, the old minister should not have talked about this matter, but"

After speaking, his eyes flashed, and he hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Seeing this, the emperor raised his eyes and looked at Murong Feng, his voice became a little interested, and said, "What is it that makes the imperial prime minister unable to open his mouth?" ”

Murong Feng smiled bitterly, raised his head, and said in a low voice: "I wonder if the emperor still remembers the county lord of Shunyang, Murong Yan?" ”

It seems to be a drop of hot water dripping into the depths of the winter snow, melting the ice that has been cold and incomparably cold throughout the winter.

For some reason, the teacup in the emperor's hand shook and tilted suddenly, and the tea spilled out, sprinkled on his hand, slowly dripped down, and gradually became a stream, flowing happily on the table.

The emperor, who has always been indifferent, is rarely stunned at this moment! Freeze! Stunned!

It's a name engraved in the depths of my heart, as if just hearing it makes people feel a little warm.

It is a good medicine to dispel loneliness, but it has long been locked in the shackles of the heart, and can only be released in the dead of night, when you are about to fall asleep, with the joyful times that have come all the way from childhood, to sleep.

After a long time, the stiffness on the emperor's face slowly disappeared, as if he realized his gaffe, he coughed lightly, changed back to an indifferent look on his face, then took a deep breath, put the teacup away, faced Murong Feng, slowly spoke, and asked, "Where is she now?" ”

Murong Feng was shocked in his heart, and lowered his head and said: "Just a few days ago, the Zhongliang City Guard found that Murong Yan, the county lord of Shunyang, appeared in Zhongliang City, and then took the county lord to live in the mansion, and delivered the news to the old minister with a fast horse of thousands of miles. ”

The emperor's eyes showed eagerness, and even his deliberately calm tone had a little wave, he stood up, walked to the table, and paced back and forth a few steps before turning to look at Murong Feng and said, "If you start from here and ride a thousand-mile fast horse, can you reach Zhongliang in one day?" ”

Murong Feng was taken aback, and immediately said, "Your Majesty doesn't need to be like this, old minister."

Before the words fell, he saw a slight impatience on the emperor's face, waved his hand to interrupt the prime minister's words, and said, "Answer me!" ”

Before Murong Feng could speak, he suddenly heard a soft voice from outside the barracks, saying, "Your Majesty, I heard you lose your temper again, and you will be punished." ”

The emperor frowned at first, but after he was slightly stunned, he felt that this voice sounded very familiar, like the "sound of heaven" that had long been buried in the depths of his memory and deliberately avoided forgetting.

The laughter of his childhood playmate suddenly sounded in his ears, and the unforgettable loneliness before once again hit his whole body.

It was the emperor's unique pathos, he clenched his fists, but he had nowhere to exert his strength, until the voice in his ears sounded again: "Your Majesty, I am Murong Yan, can I go in?" ”

I'm Murong Yan!

On a certain day, she was also in front of her door, speaking like this.

Prince Dan, I'm Murong Yan, can I go in?

His fist instantly loosened, then he took a deep breath and turned to Murong Feng and nodded.

Murong Feng came to his senses, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't say it after all, and after answering, he turned around and walked to the door and opened the camp gate.

It seems that everything in the world is hidden, and there is only a beautiful woman left in front of her, standing outside the tent, although her face is full of exhaustion, but the gaze in her gentle eyes has a touching joy.

Like a child looking at his favorite toy, he is mesmerized.

I don't know when it started, the sky outside the tent was already clear, and the wind and sand had long stopped blowing, as if waiting for her arrival.

"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Dan!"

Murong Yan, who was still happy just now, rushed forward after waiting to open the door and complained about the pain of parting, when she saw the emperor after a long journey, for some reason a sour feeling suddenly welled up in her heart, as if she had been wronged, and tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

His voice choked and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Yan'er!" Although he had been prepared in his heart, the emperor still said with a surprised face, he was just about to step forward to greet him, but suddenly found that there was a handsome young man standing behind Murong Yan, who was looking at him indifferently.

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he stood still suddenly.

Seeing that the emperor looked at him, the young man smiled, took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Cao Min Zhang Rui, knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Even in the face of the emperor of a country, Zhang Rui still spoke indifferently, his expression was calm, and there was no trace of panic.

Murong Yan on the side was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly smiled apologetically, knelt beside Zhang Rui, and said coquettishly: "Daughter, Murong Yan has seen the emperor, long live the emperor!" ”

A "people's girl" is close to the end of the world.

The emperor's expression remained unchanged, but there was a flash of light in the depths of his eyes, and at the same time, his hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves, and because of the force, his nails seemed to be embedded in the flesh, and after a while, he nodded slowly, and replied lightly: "It's winter at this time, and it's too cold on the ground, so there's no need to be polite, get up." ”

Zhang Rui was the first to stand up, and then bent sideways and hugged Murong Yan up.

The two hands were intertwined, Murong Yan's cheeks were red, and she seemed to be a little shy in front of the emperor, she stomped her feet, shook her hands, and wanted to break away from Zhang Rui's hands, but Zhang Rui held it very tightly, Murong Yan tried a few times, but saw that it was just in vain, so she gave up.

The two hands were like this, in front of the tent, in front of the emperor, clasped tightly.

It seems that at this moment, in front of the world, there is only one "pair" of hands left.

Whose eyes did these two hands sting, and whose heart did they hurt?

The childhood scene gradually became a broken memory, with pain, slowly dissipated, and even the voice "Prince Dan, I'm Murong Yan, can I go in?" "I can't remember it anymore.

But the huge pain that came from nowhere still made the emperor unable to speak for a long time, it was a pain in the distance, as if it had reappeared in himself after several years.

After waiting for so long, it turned out to be such a result, the emperor's fist clenched even tighter.

Have you failed?

Lost to the "grass people" Zhang Rui in front of him?

No! How could you fail! He is the emperor who inherits the power of the heavens, the king of a country, and the emperor of the world, how can he fail!

There was a cold glint in his eyes, but a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said to the two: "Come in, long time no see, talk to me." ”

Murong Yan nodded hurriedly and shouted with a smile: "Your Majesty, I haven't eaten much along the way, can you find someone to make me something to eat, I'm hungry." ”

As he spoke, he dragged Zhang Rui to the barracks, and at the same time his eyes widened, looking at the emperor with a blank eye, and muttering: "Your Majesty, Yan'er hasn't tasted the 'smoked duck' in the palace for a long time, and I want to try a whole one from you today!" ”

After hearing this, the emperor suddenly smiled, turned his head to look at Murong Yan, shook his head and said, "Now that the army is heading south, how can there be smoked duck in the barracks, even I haven't eaten meat for a long time." ”

Murong Yan pouted, then pulled Zhang Rui, followed behind the emperor, and strode into the emperor's military camp.

At the same time, no one noticed that since he stood up, Zhang Rui, who had not said a word, had an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

The three of them stepped into the tent one after another, and behind them, the tent was closed, and the sunlight that had been following them was closed.

Inside the tent.

The emperor sat down first, then looked at the two carefully, nodded, pointed to the chair in front of him, and said lightly: "Sit down." ”

Zhang Rui looked at the emperor, smiled indifferently, and sat down on the chair of the emperor's finger.

Among the three, only Murong Yan was still standing there, and she was not in a hurry to sit down, but looked left and right, with a curious look on her face.

Seeing this, the emperor smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but suddenly saw Zhang Rui looking at Murong Yan with clear eyes, and his smile suddenly froze and faded, but after a while, he smiled at Murong Yan and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still the same." ”

It seems that they have returned to the green years when the two of them were still children.

He walked in front, and Murong Yan chattered behind him.

Is it true that nothing has changed?

Even if the face does not change and the action does not change, the human heart has indeed changed.

People, they all will become, even if Murong Yan is now allowed to walk behind her as before, will she be willing?

The emperor's eyes swept over Zhang Rui, who had been silent, intentionally or unintentionally.

Murong Yan turned her head to look at it for a while, and praised her mouth, as if she suddenly realized that the emperor had just opened her mouth to ask, so she hurriedly turned her head, faced the emperor, smiled and said, "We, but we came from far away." ”

Murong Dan raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and asked casually, "Oh?" Far away, where is that? ”

Murong Yan raised her head slightly, and said with a smug face: "We are determined"

"Your Majesty, we are from Dingzhou." Zhang Rui suddenly stood up with a smile and interjected.

Murong Yan was stunned at first, then coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said to Murong Dan: "Yes, Your Majesty, we are from Dingzhou, Dingzhou is too far away from Shuntian City, my whole body is about to fall apart, but now that I see you, the emperor, my whole body suddenly has strength, and it doesn't hurt anywhere!" People say that the emperor is the true son of the dragon, and when mortals are close, they will also be stained with immortal qi and cure all diseases! ”

Murong Dan saw Murong Yan's expression and movements in his eyes, and heard her deliberately divert the topic, his eyes were dark, but he had no intention of breaking it, nodded, and said, "Then have you been in Dingzhou recently?" Speaking of this, he paused for a moment before continuing: "I and your father, King Shunyang, have sent people to look for you for a long time. ”

Murong Yan's expression was suffocated, and she lowered her head and asked, "Your Majesty, I haven't been back to Broken Leaf City for a long time, my father and him, are you okay lately?" ”

The emperor's eyes were cold, and the past instantly poured into his heart, and the blood in the darkness seemed to have traveled from the past, with a strong smell of blood, and rushed into his nose.

He nodded, with a warm smile on his face, and said to Murong Yan: "King Shunyang is very good, but you have never been home, and he misses you very much." ”