Chapter 508: If, No If

After being silent for a while, Yan Ying suddenly became happy, and he said excitedly:

"I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had been in Yicheng."

"Do you mean that the Yan family has not been destroyed?" Si Chen asked lightly.

"Hmm."

"It is said that people will constantly recall his life before they die, and it seems that you are not far from death." Si Chen's tone was flat, but the words he said were extremely vicious.

"I'm not reminiscing about life, I'm saying 'what if'." Yan Ying retorted unhappily.

"Saying 'if' is the most boring."

"You woman......" Yan Ying was very disappointed, blaming her for her boredom and incomprehensible in her tone.

"Well, if you have been a young master in the Yan family, you may marry the lady Jin who is still at the bottom of the mountain as a young grandmother at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and at the age of twenty you will find an official position in the family, and at the same time have your first child, you will have a second child at the age of twenty-three, a third child at the age of twenty-six, the first concubine at the age of thirty-two, the second concubine at the age of thirty-five, and the third concubine at the age of forty, and they will give you six or seven children. When you are forty-two years old, you will meet a sixteen-year-old little girl, who is as tender as a flower, and you will experience from her the joy and joy of your seventeen years, and then you will always be together, and when you are seventy or eighty years old and lie in bed, then your wife will be long dead, and your youngest concubine will surround you with your sons, daughters-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters-in-law, and send you to your death, and bury you in the ancestral grave. You have to remember that at that time, bring more money, and if you don't have money to buy a road, you won't be able to invest in a good family in your next life. ”

“…… You're like a fortune teller, or the most despicable kind of cheater who doesn't say good things! Yan Ying was choked by her words for a long time, and finally said a heavy word of condemnation.

"Why not a good word? Isn't what I said is what men want most, it's rare that I didn't scold you, and you're not satisfied. ”

"You know a few men, and you say that's what men want the most."

"I know a lot."

Yan Ying snorted, he showed a little childishness very rarely, and said in a somewhat willful tone:

"If the Yan family is still there, I am still the young master of the Yan family, I will marry you as my wife when I am seventeen, when I am twenty years old we have our first son, when I am twenty-three years old we have our first daughter, when I am twenty-six we will have a second son, three is enough, when I am thirty-seven years old, the eldest son will marry a wife and start a family, then the second year, the eldest daughter and Lu will marry a gentle and capable person, and will not suffer for the rest of her life. When I was forty-three years old, my second son finally got married. After that, we were together, watching the rain on rainy days, enjoying the snow on snowy days, walking around together on sunny days, occasionally looking at our grandchildren, until we couldn't walk anymore, our children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and it's good to surround me or not, I just hope you can hold my hand, watch me die, and say to me, you don't regret being my wife...... Ahh ”

Si Chen turned his head and glanced at the back of his head, which was amusing himself.

"What a shame, I was only fourteen when you were seventeen."

"You're not too young when you're fourteen years old, so why don't you come to my house to be a child daughter-in-law?" Yan Ying said with a grin.

"I am the princess of the Feng Ming Kingdom, if you have always been the young master of the Yan family, we will not meet. And I wouldn't have said that kind of thing when I was seventy or eighty years old, and I don't regret it...... What's going on? Ah, I'm going to throw up. Si Chen said in disgust.

"I'm just saying 'what if', what a human woman." Yan Ying condemned.

Si Chen closed his eyes and didn't speak, as if he was asleep.

Yan Ying didn't want her to sleep.

He knew that there would be no more atmosphere like tonight after this, even if he expected it to be, but reason ruthlessly told him that there would be no more, and that she would not cooperate with him like she did today.

So he didn't want her to sleep, and he, cherished tonight.

"Hey, Chen'er, you say, if you have always been the princess of the Phoenix Netherworld, what will you become?"

"Being rewarded by that old thing to a minister who is with him is a piece of nonsense, or giving it to someone else as a gift of kindness when other countries attack, it won't be your turn anyway." Si Chen's voice was low, cold as frost, without a trace of ups and downs.

Yan Ying was dumbfounded.

She is different from him, he will be extremely happy if he continues to be the little master of the Yan family, but she is just another disaster.

"It's not like I don't think it's good to be a monster, and it's good that when I kill that old thing, I feel like I'm a monster."

Yan Ying was speechless.

It was a good opportunity to convince her of the importance of the weapon, but he couldn't put that purpose on her painful childhood. He was very happy before he was ten years old, but he did not fall into misery because of the change in his family. But she was different, he couldn't imagine how much selfish desire and hatred it would be to drive her father to send his own daughter who had just been full moon to a purgatory-like place like the Holy Son Mountain, or as a medicine man.

"If that's the case, I'll save you."

He said to her in a joking tone that he wanted to ease the atmosphere of sadness, Si Chen knew, but Si Chen didn't feel pathos at all, the sadness was in Yan Ying's own heart.

"You won't have that opportunity, at that time, you are just the young master of the Yan family, you will marry a gentle and beautiful wife, if I am given as a gift, you are just a spectator of a story. If I live in the desert all my life, you won't even know who I am, and you won't even know that there is me in this world. Si Chen said lightly, like a thin layer of fine frost falling on the smooth ground.

Cruel and cruel words, but the truth.

Yan Ying fell silent.

"There are no ifs in life." "All the 'ifs' are escaping the present," she said. ”

Yan Ying curled his lips and smiled, and he said in a helpless tone:

"yes."

After that, the two did not talk again.

They stopped talking.

She slept on the boulder, and he sat on the ground with his back against it, silent all night, unable to hear each other's breathing.

The next day, Yan Ying woke up, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was covered with his own cloak, and at the entrance of the cave in the distance, Si Chen was wrapped in his mink fur and leaned against the stone wall, and the sunlight shone in from outside the cave, shining on her, gilding her with a layer of sunshine.

Bright and soft Si Chen.

Yan Ying's heart suddenly softened, he looked at her thin back, stood up, walked over, stretched out his arms, and hugged her from behind.

Si Chen's body shook slightly because of the collision with him.

This is a rare opportunity, Yan Ying thought to himself, he closed his eyes and hugged her tightly.

Her breath was the only one that would confuse him, familiar and a little unfamiliar.