Murong Yan's injuries were not suitable for walking, and Yan Yue, the hut in the valley, didn't want to go back. Yan Yue could imagine that the small courtyard in the valley at this time must be bloody, with dead bodies everywhere. How could Yan Yue live in such a place. It's just that this stele forest is not a place to stay, Yan Yue and Murong Yan found a new vacant place and stopped on the way back. Fortunately, at this time, there were those four slaves who had been poisoned by loyalty for Yan Yue's drive, some prepared beds and bedding, and some sent all kinds of food...... In short, as long as Yan Yue said that it was on point, the four of them would do their best to do it, and it was remarkable.

Master Gu and Master Liang were seriously setting up something similar to a tent at this time, and then they set up simple beds to prepare a place for Yan Yue and Murong Yan to rest at night. Murong Yan watched Master Nagu and the other four for a long, long time, and was once again amazed by Yan Yue's poison in his heart. Two hours ago, these four people were still enemies who wanted to claim their and Yan Yue's lives, but now they have become obedient slaves. And some of them have no reluctance on their faces, and some of them are just the kind of solemn and neat obedience.

Master Gu was carefully laying out the sheets, which were not only clean, but also smelled of fat beads. All of Master Gu's actions are a sign of total loyalty to his master. Murong Yan sighed again, a man who would not give in even if he fell into the hands of the enemy and was tortured, but in front of the light and weightless medicine powder, he became so humble and incompetent. Murong Yan could almost imagine what the first thing they would do if one day Yan Yue had cured the loyalty poison on these four people! Suicide, only suicide can allow them to wash away the insult that Yan Yue imposed on them today.

Murong Yan also thought of the horror of this medicine in his heart, and the horror of the person who possessed this medicine. Imagine if the person who has this medicine is a careerist, if this medicine is used by someone on Murong Yan himself, then the person who has the medicine can be regarded as a real emperor, and Murong Yan is just a puppet. Murong Yan suddenly felt that God was fair and he was lucky. God only allows people like Yan Yue who are qualified to have this medicine to have such a ability, because she is kind-hearted and because she is selfless, so even if this medicine is on her, she will not use it at will.

At this time, Yan Yue had been sitting in the corner depressed, and since Yang Fuhong's death, Yan Yue's mood has fallen into a trough. Even if all the people in that valley died, Yan Yue never regretted and blamed herself. But Yang Fuhong is different, because he is just a child, a child who has not formed a correct world view and outlook on life, a child who has not yet experienced the ups and downs of life, Yan Yue's depressed mood really can't be mentioned.

The dinner prepared by Master Gu and Master Liang was really not a good one, authentic peasant dishes, and there was no taste at all. Not to mention that Yan Yue was depressed and couldn't eat, even if Murong Yan was full of energy, he couldn't eat much. Yan Yue was irritable in her heart, seeing that Master Nagu and Master Liang and others were waiting on the side, she was even more irritable in her heart, and immediately asked the four of them to quickly clean up the dishes and chopsticks far away, and they couldn't come forward without obeying the order.

The bright moon was immaculate, like the moonlight pouring down like water, shining on the steep mountain peaks, shining on the humble tent. The sound of water running in the mountains trickles through the lonely valleys, and the grass not far away occasionally spends time on the occasional foraging animals. Murong Yan's mood was as open as this empty valley.

I thought I was going to die, but she turned around and was safe and sound, and after the dust settled, she still had a heart by her side. It's just that she didn't say a word, and Murong Yan couldn't help but feel a little lost. After thinking for a while, Murong Yan couldn't help but stir up the topic and said, "Yue'er, I suddenly remembered the joke I heard before, can I tell you about it?" ”

The response to Murong Yan was still silent, but without objecting to Murong Yan, he knew that Yan Yue was allowed, and immediately cleared his throat and said slowly: "After the death of a Xiucai, he went to report to the Lord of Yama, and it happened that the King of Yama farted, and Xiucai suddenly became poetic, so he wrote a poem: 'Towering Golden Palace, Zhu Luan's treasure, vaguely the sound of silk and bamboo, as if it has the taste of musk', Yama King Long Yan Dayue, then added ten years of life to it in the "Book of Life and Death" and put it back in the yang world. Ten years later, Xiucai died again, and he swaggered to the palace of Hades, and when Hades saw that he was arrogant, he asked, 'Who is coming?' The imps replied, 'That's the guy who made a fart article!' ’”

Before he finished speaking, Murong Yan laughed first. It's just that he didn't expect Yan Yue to react at all, Murong Yan was faintly a little lost in his heart, and he couldn't figure out why Yan Yue didn't react at all. Yan Yue only felt that this joke seemed to have been heard in the twenty-first century, and she still pondered in her heart that this joke had been around for thousands of years, and she couldn't imagine that it had been passed on for so long.

"Yue'er, or I'll say another one." Murong Yan thought about it and said positively. It is rare for an emperor to try so hard to make a beautiful woman laugh, but Yan Yue is still silent.

Murong Yan said directly and seriously: "An old monk got on a small ferry, and after sitting down, he found that there was a beautiful young woman opposite. The monk couldn't help but secretly look at it twice. I only heard a "snap", and the old monk's head was slapped hard. The young woman angrily rebuked: 'Call you dishonest! The old monk was so frightened that he closed his eyes and did not dare to open them. With a snap, the old monk's head hurt and he was slapped again. The old monk argued aggrievedly: 'The poor monk didn't look any further. The young woman rebuked: 'You didn't look, but you were secretly thinking!' ’”

Murong Yan finished speaking this time, and finally got some response from Yan Yue. Not laughter, but slowly: "Actually, these jokes you said are not funny, we have a lot of jokes there, sometimes we will send a good joke to our mobile phone, in the mailbox, and keep transmitting." Anyone who sees it will smile happily. ”

"Where are you? Yue'er, can you tell me about your past? For the first time, Murong Yan took the initiative to ask about Yan Yue's life. In Murong Yan's thoughts, Yan Yue's life must have been very developed, which can be seen from Yan Yue's medical skills, and from Yan Yue's many unfamiliar conversations...... Subconsciously, Murong Yan rejected Yan Yue's past, feeling that Yan Yue's past must have something wonderful that he can't touch, but those highlights are something that he can never touch.

Yan Yue suddenly turned her head sideways and stared at Murong Yan for a long time, the moonlight was cold, but Yan Yue suddenly felt that her heart was filled with a trace of warmth. It seems that the heart that has been lonely and drifting finally has a harbor where it can dock. How many sleepless days and nights, Yan Yue always thinks of the family in that life, the work of that life, and how many times she has returned to the place she missed in her dreams, but after waking up from each dream, she firmly believes in a result, she can't go back, she can't go back.

In this strange country, in the midst of that strange crowd, the difference is not only a thousand years apart, but more of a pain and helplessness that cannot be communicated. Even though Murong Yan knew that he was a sojourning ghost, he never asked about his past. And today, he finally opened his heart to himself and asked about his past. Does this prove that I finally have someone to talk to in the future, and whether I can get rid of that feeling of loneliness and loneliness.

In the moonlight, his face was incredible. Yan Yue couldn't help laughing, and said slowly: "I remember when I was a child, an aunt took a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young lady to see her grandfather, according to the young lady, she always felt chest tightness and poor breathing, but she didn't feel anything else. After hearing this, Grandpa asked, 'Is your chest tightness obvious during the day and you don't feel anything at night?' The young lady replied: 'Yes.' The aunt nervously asked, 'What's the matter, child?' Grandpa thought about it, but replied seriously: "The belly pocket is small!" ’”

Murong Yan listened carefully at first, thinking that Yan Yue was talking about studying medicine when he was a child, but he didn't expect to say such an answer in the end. First stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, laughing until tears flowed from the eyes.

Yan Yue's mood slowly changed with the laughter. In fact, thinking about the education Murong Yan has received since he was a child, and the people he has come into contact with, where will he really laugh happily a few times. Even if there was a joke from the sycophant minister, it would only be a joke in the most traditional way. Just the two jokes that Murong Yan said just now, the laughter was extremely low, but Murong Yan still thought it was so funny, Yan Yue could laugh him to death if he picked up two jokes.

"A young woman coaxed the child and slept with your grandfather at night, but the child did not want to go, and the young woman said, 'If you don't go, I'll go.'" Grandpa said on the side: "Educate children to be honest, you can't coax children and deceive the elderly." Yan Yue casually threw out another joke, this time Murong Yan really had the suspicion of laughing, Yan Yue immediately decided not to tell this Murong Yan a joke next time, otherwise his smile was really too eye-catching.

However, starting with a joke, it also opened Yan Yue's chatterbox. Yan Yue talked about her home in the 21st century, about the food, clothing, housing and transportation at that time, about the entertainment culture at that time, and about the husband and wife system at that time. Murong Yan was surprised and amazed when he heard about the trains, planes, televisions, telephones, and the Internet in the 21st century, and when he heard the guns, submarines, and nuclear weapons used in the war, he felt incredible, and when he heard about monogamy, Murong Yan was finally relieved, it turned out that Yan Yue's life was a couple from another time and space.

In Yan Yue's chatter, the distance between the two slowly got closer! The moon slowly climbed overhead, and the speakers and listeners finally got tired, and Fang snuggled into sleep.