It's the middle of summer.

Murong Pei came to the door with gifts.

Murong Pei, who had been in a coma for several months, was even weaker than before, revealing a sense of vulnerability that was about to blow down all the time.

He personally carried the gift and entered the Qingli Temple under the guidance of the servants. As soon as he walked in, Yan Huo walked up to him.

The two looked at each other in the air, and after half a ring, Yan Huo said, "Come in." ”

Murong Pei saw Xun Yu sitting on the soft couch, waved his hands and said, "Princess Jun, I was rescued by you that day." ”

Xun Yu didn't speak, but walked to Yan Hui at the table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of warm tea, and put it on the opposite side before saying, "You don't need to be polite, come and sit." ”

Murong Pei smiled faintly, his smile was as clear as jade, and as pale as glass. "It's fine."

After he sat down, Yan Hui asked, "When did you wake up?" ”

"It's been a while. But it was so messy that it seemed like hundreds of years had passed, and I didn't know exactly when I woke up. It was four days ago that I was completely sober, and after a few days of recuperation, and after I got a little better, I asked to come and see you. Murong Pei added: "Don't worry, I told my father that my mother has left a will, and she wants me to see if you are doing well." When my father heard this, he allowed me to come out. He pointed to a pile of gifts on the table, "This is a gift from my father, I used it to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha, and some of them can't be mentioned, I have sent someone to collect them, and they will be sent to the house later." ”

Yan Huo glanced at him, "You're here to give gifts?" ”

"Yes and no. Don't look at me like that, I have to have a justifiable reason for coming to the county king's mansion. Murong Pei smiled bitterly, smiled and smiled, suddenly covered his mouth, and coughed suppressedly.

Murong Pei almost coughed up tears, and it took a while for him to recover. Seeing that Yan Hui's eyes were full of worry, his heart was slightly relieved, and he felt a lot warmer. A heart, finally a little alive.

"I'm fine. If you lie down for too long, your body will inevitably be weaker, and you will get better after a while. Murong Pei was afraid that he would be angry, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "Have you heard about Yingchuan?" Those people are really bold, they dare to open a private mine, and they ......" Murong Pei suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he realized that the topic he was pouring to divert his attention could make him even more angry.

"Murong Pei."

"Huh? What's wrong? Murong Pei looked at him nervously.

Yan Huo stared at him, "Since you're not here to give gifts, then put away your set." "I just learned to walk, and I can't wait to run. How many of them are not human spirits? Murong Pei's set, I'm afraid that even the children of the family can't be fooled.

Yan Huo laughed at his impatience and was relieved. Concubine Wan's death has brought him changes, which are already visible to the naked eye. It's just that you can't be in a hurry, even if there is a monstrous hatred in your heart, not only can't you be in a hurry, but you have to pretend to be nothing. Even if the scar in your heart is mentioned and poked again and again, you have to smile.

Murong Pei's smile froze, he pulled the corners of his mouth, back and forth several times, and his smile finally collapsed.

"When I woke up, I thought a lot, and then I learned about the smuggling case. I heard that Lord Chen of Dali Temple has looked for you, and my father also knows about this matter, and he also asked Lord Chen to ask. I want to ask, what are you going to do about this? ”

Yan Huo was silent for a long time, "What do you think I can do?" What can I do? ”

"I ......"

"I know what you mean. If I could do anything, do you think I'd stand idly by? Yan Huo looked at him fixedly, "Murong Pei, you have already chosen the road, if you regret it, it is still too late." ”

Murong Pei didn't answer, "I've been thinking since I woke up, thinking about what I've been doing for more than 20 years?" I thought I was doing my best, but I didn't do anything but drag my feet. I don't say this to gain your sympathy...... Before I came here, I thought a lot, wondering if you would get angry and angry, and how you would question me...... Turnip...... Yan Hui, I don't regret this road. ”

***

"You're going to help him?" After Murong Pei left, Xun Yu's eyes moved away from writing. "Or were you going to help him in the first place?"

Yan Hui poured out the tea that Murong Pei had not moved, and then buckled the cup back. Looking at the water seeping from the bottom of the cup, I was distracted for a moment before I let out a soft "um".

"If I could, I'd like to have another option." Unfortunately, he didn't.

Murong Pei is not the material to be an emperor, even if Concubine Wan's death stimulates him, the softness engraved in his bones has not disappeared. Yan Huo has no confidence that one day because of his softness, he will pull the two of them into hell together.

But he had no choice.

Of Murong Yao's sons, only Murong Pei can gain some trust from him.

As for the rest...... Heh, Yan Huo smiled.

"I read some books a few days ago, and the books said that anyone who helps others to win a great position will not die well sooner or later if he retires without knowing the merits of his interests. Yan Hui, will he turn his back on you? ”

Yan Huo was silent, "I don't know. ”

People change.

When he was a child, Murong Yao also hugged him and took him on a horse. His martial arts enlightenment teacher is also him. These favors, even the princes have not enjoyed...... But so what.

Xun Yu said firmly: "But you will still help him." ”

"Well, there are some things, with my identity, I can't do."

Xun Yu didn't speak again, Yan Huo looked at her for a while, walked to her side and sat down. When I saw a bunch of strange words beside her, I was slightly stunned. Could it be that these are the books she is talking about?

"Does Arabic have other ideas?"

"Nope. It's your choice, and whatever happens in the future will be on your back. Xun Yu thought for a while and reminded: "If you want to make great things, then it's best to hire a doctor to take care of his body." ”

Murong Pei's body was extremely consumed. On the surface, he seems to be just a little weaker, but if he continues, even a small illness may be able to cure his life.

It's the middle of summer.

Murong Pei came to the door with gifts.

Murong Pei, who had been in a coma for several months, was even weaker than before, revealing a sense of vulnerability that was about to blow down all the time.

He personally carried the gift and entered the Qingli Temple under the guidance of the servants. As soon as he walked in, Yan Huo walked up to him.

The two looked at each other in the air, and after half a ring, Yan Huo said, "Come in." ”

Murong Pei saw Xun Yu sitting on the soft couch, waved his hands and said, "Princess Jun, I was rescued by you that day." ”

Xun Yu didn't speak, but walked to Yan Hui at the table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of warm tea, and put it on the opposite side before saying, "You don't need to be polite, come and sit." ”

Murong Pei smiled faintly, his smile was as clear as jade, and as pale as glass. "It's fine."

After he sat down, Yan Hui asked, "When did you wake up?" ”

"It's been a while. But it was so messy that it seemed like hundreds of years had passed, and I didn't know exactly when I woke up. It was four days ago that I was completely sober, and after a few days of recuperation, and after I got a little better, I asked to come and see you. Murong Pei added: "Don't worry, I told my father that my mother has left a will, and she wants me to see if you are doing well." When my father heard this, he allowed me to come out. He pointed to a pile of gifts on the table, "This is a gift from my father, I used it to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha, and some of them can't be mentioned, I have sent someone to collect them, and they will be sent to the house later." ”

Yan Huo glanced at him, "You're here to give gifts?" ”

"Yes and no. Don't look at me like that, I have to have a justifiable reason for coming to the county king's mansion. Murong Pei smiled bitterly, smiled and smiled, suddenly covered his mouth, and coughed suppressedly.

Murong Pei almost coughed up tears, and it took a while for him to recover. Seeing that Yan Hui's eyes were full of worry, his heart was slightly relieved, and he felt a lot warmer. A heart, finally a little alive.

"I'm fine. If you lie down for too long, your body will inevitably be weaker, and you will get better after a while. Murong Pei was afraid that he would be angry, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "Have you heard about Yingchuan?" Those people are really bold, they dare to open a private mine, and they ......" Murong Pei suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he realized that the topic he was pouring to divert his attention could make him even more angry.

"Murong Pei."

"Huh? What's wrong? Murong Pei looked at him nervously.

Yan Huo stared at him, "Since you're not here to give gifts, then put away your set." "I just learned to walk, and I can't wait to run. How many of them are not human spirits? Murong Pei's set, I'm afraid that even the children of the family can't be fooled.

Yan Huo laughed at his impatience and was relieved. Concubine Wan's death has brought him changes, which are already visible to the naked eye. It's just that you can't be in a hurry, even if there is a monstrous hatred in your heart, not only can't you be in a hurry, but you have to pretend to be nothing. Even if the scar in your heart is mentioned and poked again and again, you have to smile.

Murong Pei's smile froze, he pulled the corners of his mouth, back and forth several times, and his smile finally collapsed.

"When I woke up, I thought a lot, and then I learned about the smuggling case. I heard that Lord Chen of Dali Temple has looked for you, and my father also knows about this matter, and he also asked Lord Chen to ask. I want to ask, what are you going to do about this? ”

Yan Huo was silent for a long time, "What do you think I can do?" What can I do? ”

"I ......"

"I know what you mean. If I could do anything, do you think I'd stand idly by? Yan Huo looked at him fixedly, "Murong Pei, you have already chosen the road, if you regret it, it is still too late." ”

Murong Pei didn't answer, "I've been thinking since I woke up, thinking about what I've been doing for more than 20 years?" I thought I was doing my best, but I didn't do anything but drag my feet. I don't say this to gain your sympathy...... Before I came here, I thought a lot, wondering if you would get angry and angry, and how you would question me...... Turnip...... Yan Hui, I don't regret this road. ”

***

"You're going to help him?" After Murong Pei left, Xun Yu's eyes moved away from writing. "Or were you going to help him in the first place?"

Yan Hui poured out the tea that Murong Pei had not moved, and then buckled the cup back. Looking at the water seeping from the bottom of the cup, I was distracted for a moment before I let out a soft "um".