"Why are you here, don't you need to rest?" Yun Weiyang sat in place and didn't move.

Duanmuying walked in front of her and smiled: "I've been resting all day, if I sleep again, I'm really going to become a sleeping pig."

She smiled and handed one of the wine jars to Yun Weiyang: "How about it, are you interested in going together?"

"I didn't expect you to be so good!" Yun Weiyang took the wine jar boldly, and gently picked the wine stopper with his thumb, and the rich and mellow aroma of wine instantly filled his nose.

I was happy in my heart, and I looked up and took a big sip, and immediately left a fragrance on my lips: "It's really good wine!"

Duanmu Ying also opened an altar, brought it to his mouth and took a small sip, but sighed lightly for some reason.

"What's wrong?" Yun Weiyang is a little strange, this wine is good, what are you sighing?

Duanmu Ying leaned against the railing, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, her expression was a little sad: "The wine in Zuiqinfang is still so rich and fragrant, I remember when I followed my father to Ruixu City when I was a child, he would buy several jars to bring back every time, and my father also said at the time that when Ying'er grew up in the future, she could drink with him, but now, the wine is still the original taste, and people are no longer what they used to be."

It turned out that this wine was his father's favorite drinker.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, who has not experienced the pain of the death of a loved one, the key is whether you can see it and let it go."

Duanmu Ying was stunned for a moment, and her hands trembled slightly.

Yun Weiyang smiled, raised his head and took another big sip, and continued: "Sometimes people live to live to be seen by others, if we have been immersed in the sadness of the past, wouldn't it make those who are waiting to see our jokes even more happy!"

Duanmu Ying's body stiffened suddenly, and a slightly bitter smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

How could she not understand this truth, but people's feelings and thoughts are not controlled by control.

She sighed: "You're right, people can't live in pain and memories all the time, there is wine today and drunk today, Miss Yun, come, let's have a good drink!"

"Okay,!"

At this time, the twilight is four, and the distant night sky is dotted with stars......

The two drank a small wine, looked at the busy people on the street, and chatted without saying a word......

Suddenly, Yun Weiyang's eyes suddenly froze, staring at a certain place on the street, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"What's wrong?" Duanmu Ying looked at her suspiciously.

"Look over there", Yun Weiyang glanced at her.

Duanmu Ying followed her gaze, and immediately saw two young men in the crowd who were looking at the inn from time to time.

She thought about it for a moment, and suddenly understood something: "They're spying on us?"

Yun Weiyang nodded silently, turned his head and looked at another place: "You look over there again."

Duanmu Ying looked at it subconsciously, and was immediately shocked: "It's the ghost-faced man with Yan Xingjue!"

As soon as the words came out, she shook her head again: "No, aren't those ghost-faced people all dealt with by His Royal Highness King Xiang's subordinates, how can there be so many?"

At a cursory glance, I'm afraid there are fourteen or fifteen ......

"They actually came out so blatantly, are they afraid that the people of Yanluo Palace won't know?" Duanmu Ying was puzzled.

Yun Weiyang's face was also a little more solemn, and for some reason, she always felt that these ghost-faced people seemed to be a little different from the ones she had seen before.

But what is different is not clear for a while......