In the princess's room, Yue Shaoan leaned on the head of the bed, Shambhala straddled the edge of the bed, her small hands were clenched, the handkerchief that wiped the sweat beads for him was tightly pinched in her hand, her thin lips were pursed, her head was lowered, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Yue Shao'an's eyes were fixed on Shambhala, his face was in disbelief, his eyes were wide open, he gasped, and said, "What? Wang Erxiao? ”

"Hmm!" Shambhala nodded slightly, and hummed softly, the name she gave Yue Shao'an without permission was too local, and she was afraid that he would feel a little out of his identity, so she explained in a low voice: "At that time, the fourth brother asked too tightly, and I didn't want to come out, so I said one casually." ”

Yue Shao'an was completely different from what she thought, his situation had already been told to Shambhala, under her comfort, his mood was slightly better, but he was still very sad, but when she told him that she gave him this name in order not to make her fourth brother suspicious, he only felt that the sky was thundering above his head, and the whole person was a little dizzy, how could the name of the national hero become her own, I really don't know how her little head came up with it.

With this name, he would not have heroically sacrificed his life for the people, he thought. But he is here to save people, what if he shows up, then who will save people?

After thinking about it, he sadly found that it seemed that this pseudonym had become a foregone conclusion, and since it had been announced, he couldn't call it even if he didn't want to. But her next words made him feel a little comforted.

Because there is also a name of the country of Jin, which is called "Demu". If you get wood, you have wood, no matter what he gets, don't call the name of the hero himself, in case the hero of the next world gets angry and calls himself to drink tea, the gain outweighs the loss.

After the name problem was solved, Yue Shaoan was a little strange, stared at Shambhala and said, "By the way, who is your fourth brother?" Why does he care so much about my name? ”

Shambhala lowered her head, bit her lip, and suddenly raised her head suddenly, looked at him and said, "Yue Shao'an, I have to tell you something, you can't be angry." ”

"Say it." Yue Shaoan waved his hand and said, "I'm not angry. ”

"I'm not actually called Shambhala, it's a fake." Shambhala said.

Yue Shaoan was not surprised, when he first heard this name, he suspected that it was fake, and after hearing her, he was not too surprised, but nodded and said: "Well, I know, then what is your real name, you can tell me." ”

He was not surprised, but she was surprised, Shambhala looked at him in surprise and said, "Why are you not surprised at all?" ”

"Shouldn't I be surprised?" Yue Shaoan spread his hands and said.

"If you don't be surprised, then you should also express a little surprise, or something, how can you be so calm?"

"Because, I knew it was a pseudonym from the beginning." Yue Shao'an's answer was very affirmative, and this reason was sufficient enough, Shambhala stared at his eyes, and in the end, she helplessly found that she couldn't see anything.

"Okay." She whispered, "My real name is Xiangxiang." ”

"Oh!" Yue Shaoan nodded: "It's good." ”

"I haven't finished speaking, my surname is Wanyan, and my name is Wanyan." Xiangxiang lowered her head and said, "This name should make you think of something." ”

"Are you from the Jin Imperial Family?" Yue Shaoan was really surprised this time: "Wanyan Xiang......" He slowly read the name, hearing this name made him think a lot, Shambhala is a member of the royal family, so he should be very close to the target, but can he really use her? He was very confused in his heart, Long Xiaofeng, Niu Ren, the death of so many brothers under his command was for that goal, but now there is such a way to use it, but he doesn't know whether to use it or not, and he doesn't know if it will hurt her.

Yue Shaoan is a person who is affectionate, just because of this, compared with the two loves, he doesn't know which is more important, maybe it's not that he doesn't know which side is heavier, but Xiangxiang is too innocent, and he doesn't want to hurt her.

He raised his eyes to look at the beautiful woman with big eyes in front of him, her face was red, she lowered her head, and sighed slightly.

Wan Yanxiang saw that Yue Shaoan hadn't spoken again for a long time, she was a little nervous in her heart, Jin and Song were fighting, and now they had become mortal enemies, she didn't know if Yue Shao'an would be like those ordinary Song people after knowing her true identity, she would scold herself as a female Tartar, but since she said it, she was mentally prepared, even if he really scolded very unceremoniously, she wouldn't blame him.

In fact, in the bottom of her heart, she still believes that he will not be like this, because, from the beginning, she knew that he was different from ordinary people, although sometimes he spoke and acted a little strangely, but that open-mindedness was incomparable to many people.

People say that a thick-skinned person has a broader heart, and she believes that his skin is thick enough, so he should also be broad-minded enough. However, as a Song person, whether he can face this problem squarely, she is still a little unconfident, and she is inevitably a little apprehensive in her heart.

Although the two of them had different thoughts in their hearts, the expressions on their faces changed, giving each other a hint of illusion.

"Incense...... Xiangxiang ...... After a while, Yue Shaoan showed a smile, he was still a little unaccustomed to calling this name, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "I'm a little thirsty......"

"Oh!" Wan Yanxiang raised his head in some surprise and looked at him, although he felt in his heart that he would not be the same as ordinary Song people, but when he changed the topic so lightly, he was still quite puzzled, how could the deep-rooted division of the world be so simple to put it down here, but since he didn't pursue it, he wouldn't mention it, and she was happy, she hurriedly said: "I'll go pour water for you." ”

Yue Shaoan nodded, did not speak, in fact, in his heart never thought of any difference between gold and Song, for a person who is accustomed to fifty-six nationalities and fifty-six flowers, the Jurchens and the Han are all Chinese, there is no difference, fights between brothers are always easy to forgive. It's just that each is its own master, but it's one thing, but now, obviously, neither of the two people will mention this big thing to make each other unhappy.

After Yan Xiang came over with a glass of water, she showed an apologetic smile and said, "It's a little cold." I'll go get you a new drink! ”

"It's okay!" Yue Shaoan stretched out his hand to take it, and drank it with his head up. He must be a little thirsty, of course, not so thirsty that he can't wait for hot water, but he is not so delicate.

Putting down the glass of water, the two looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say. I remembered the past, joking with each other, he called her uncle, she called him girl, as if it was just yesterday, when he couldn't see, but there was no pressure to live, every time I thought about it, my heart was warm, comfortable life, but now it is gone.

Now, the comfort is gone, there is more pressure, there is more responsibility, and the pain in his heart is much more painful than the pain in his eyes at that time, he doesn't dare to touch it, when his thoughts turn slightly, occasionally touch a little, it hurts and chills, and it is cold from the bottom of his heart into the bone marrow.

Presumably now, Yue Shaoan misses that time even more, although his eyes couldn't see at that time, he was dark and happy. Now the eyes not only see, but also see more and wider, but that joy is gone......

In the end, it was Wan Yanxiang who broke the silence: "Or?" ”

"Uh......" Yue Shaoan raised his head lightly and said with a wry smile: "Is there any wine?" ”

Wan Yanxiang was slightly stunned, and also smiled, but presumably Yue Shaoan's smile, she smiled much more naturally, he is still him, and it has not changed, she thought so, and said softly: "You are very injured and can't drink." ”

"I can't die......" He was not surprised by her answer, so he insisted: "Besides, with you as a miracle doctor, you want to die, you shouldn't allow it, right?" ”

"That's what you say, but if you don't cooperate with me, I can't help it." Wan Yanxiang shook her head and said.

"But I want to get drunk,......" Yue Shaoan said in a low voice, the second half of the sentence that usually blurted out, "I want to **." "But I didn't say it, the environment is different, the mood is different, and the words I say are different......

"Nope." She replied.

"Then drink less."

"Not at all."

"Why are you so insistent?"

"You're hurt......"

“……”