Wei Yan's character is contradictory and complex, he has an innocent side and a cruel side. It's like white and black, but the black side is forced by the situation.

  The short sword in his hand was a little more weighty than Shen Yuan imagined, and Shen Yuan couldn't pull out the sword with one hand, so he gritted his teeth and tried several times without success.

  In the end, Wei Yan covered the back of her hand and said, "Don't pull it out, it will hurt you in a while." ”

  Wei Yan put the short sword aside, breaking Shen Yuan's curiosity.

  Shen Yuan raised his hand and lightly hammered him on the shoulder, venting his dissatisfaction. Wei Yan grabbed her hand and gently kissed her on the back of her hand.

  "It's the first time anyone has said anything like this." In the eyes of others, he is like a life-seeking Yama who crawled out of the sea of blood, but Shen Yuan said that he was a gentle person.

  Wei Yan didn't know what to say for a while, "You are probably the only one in this world who can comfort me like this." ”

  "It's not comfort, it's just telling the truth. No one else knows you, but I'm your wife and the person who knows you best in the world. ”

  Shen Yuan's eyes are very clear, like a mirror of Tianhu Lake, as if the things reflected in these eyes are the cleanest, and these eyes are full of his shadow at the moment.

  Shen Kite is salvation for him.

  If he didn't have Shen Kite in his life, he would be just a tool of the royal family in his life, used to fight for power and profit, and used to fight in the north and south, no one would care about his feelings, and no one would feel sorry for him if he was injured.

  If he lives, he is above ten thousand people under one person, and if he dies, the royal family will only regret that there is no tool at hand.

  Wei Yan grabbed Shen Yuan's little hand and muttered, "Do you know when I first went to the battlefield?" ”

  "The year you were twelve." Shen Yuan knew everything about Wei Yan.

  Wei Yan was pampered in Chang'an City until he was twelve years old, and was sent to the border because he angered Emperor Yunjing. On the surface, it was a punishment, but in fact, it was the first experience that Emperor Yunjing gave him.

  He once stood on the battlefield with his feet on the pile of corpses covered in blood. He was twelve years old that year, and for the first time he went to the battlefield to slaughter, his eyes were full of blood, and for a month after the war ended, he was awakened by nightmares, and he always went to the river in the middle of the night to wash his hands, but he always felt that the blood on his hands could not be cleaned.

  He would be afraid, but he would not dare to show this emotion, because his identity doomed him to have no way out. So he began to gradually learn to accept, then numb, and finally madness.

  Until he was fourteen years old, he killed a thousand people, more ruthless than Shen Yu, and took the head of General Xiliang alone.

  At that time, it was the height of his fame, and it was also the time of his darkest.

  Since then, he has not been able to contain his murderous intent, as long as the killing intent is together, he will not stop if he does not kill on the battlefield.

  Later, it was the King of Qin who was the first to discover Wei Yan's strangeness, so he sent him back to Chang'an and let him study in Chongwen Palace, not wanting him to contact the battlefield again.

  Wei Yan told Shen Yuan about his past, and told Shen Yuan about his anxiety and fear, and after Shen Yuan heard it, there was a faint pain in his heart.

  Shen Yuan opened Wei Yan's palm, and because of his long-term martial arts practice, the tiger's mouth was cocooned.