Bai Yixuan was studying herbs in the courtyard, and as soon as he turned around, he met the man's extremely deep eyes.

The herbs were scattered all over the ground.

"I'll just say you're not dead!" Bai Yixuan shouted.

He rushed over and hugged him fiercely, banging him on the back with all his might.

Fu Geng heard the movement and walked out, and when he saw Shan Yao, his eyes turned red.

"Damn, I thought you really died young."

The three brothers sat together and chatted, counting the past two years, bitter and salty, and tasted them all over again.

"Why are you here?" Fu asked.

Bai Yixuan patted his head, "Are you stupid, you said he was here, what could it be for?" ”

Fu Geng was stunned for a moment, paused, and said suspiciously: "Because...... The Empress of the North? ”

Silence smiled without saying anything, but they could guess without saying anything.

The three brothers drank alcohol, and the food was rich, and Su Zhan sat on the side and listened to their chat.

Su Zhan looked at the man's wine glass and couldn't help frowning, "You drink less." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Silent Yao stared at Bai Yixuan and spoke.

Instead, he glanced at Su Zhan, who lowered his head slightly, intentionally or unintentionally.

At that time, when they just got the news of the death of their senior brother Shanyao, Su Zhan cried until she fainted, and fell ill for a while, and it was only last year that she slowly recovered.

If it weren't for Bai Yixuan taking care of him, it is estimated that he would have died of illness a long time ago.

Presumably knowing that when he was not dead, Su Zhan was the happiest one.

At first, they searched for Shanyao for a long, long time, but they didn't find him.

Fu Geng put down his glass, "By the way, where were you in those two years?" ”

Lonely Yao's posture was lazy, leaning back in the chair, his expression was uninhibited, and his cold gaze was even more amazing after being drunk.

"Mountains."

All three of them were stunned.

Mountains.

They had never been to Manshan, after all, it was where Master once lived.

And Helan ......

Bai Yixuan hurriedly bypassed the topic, "The past is over." ”

Su Zhan's face was very bad, she endured it and asked in a low voice, "Is it really the master she killed?" ”

Lonely Yao pursed her lips and squinted at her: "So what?" How do you want to? ”

The man's tone was extremely tough, and there was a smell of maintenance, which made Su Zhan's heart sink deeply.

She shook her head, turned her face to wipe her tears.

When she looked back again, she said calmly: "Master was the best for you when he was alive, but in the end, ......"

Bai Yixuan frowned: "Xiao Zhan!" ”

Su Zhan smiled bitterly, "Just because she's your wife?" So Master's revenge will not be avenged? ”

"So what do you want? If you want to pay for your life, you can take mine at any time. Silent Yao threw a dagger in front of Su Zhan.

The man's expression was particularly heavy, like an extremely dangerous beast in the dark, and a look could make people shudder.

"You're you, she's her!" Su Zhan was a little on fire.

Lonely Yao pinched out a cigarette along his cuff, put it in his mouth, sucked the candle flame in the air, held it firmly in his hand, and lit it on one side of his head.

Smoke instantly drifted out of his lips, accompanied by his cold and hard voice.

"Mine, it's hers."

Later, several people did not speak again.

In the second half of the night, Lonely Yao was about to leave, but he drank too much wine, and his steps were a little shaky.

Su Zhan wanted to help him, but was accurately dodged by Silent Yao, he held the wall, took a breath, and waited for his sanity to recover before standing up straight.

"Don't touch me, my wife will be unhappy, I won't be happy if she's not happy, you are my junior sister, if you don't want me to be unhappy, don't come near me."

Silence deepened his eyes, "You should be able to understand me, right?" ”

After speaking, he walked out of the gate of the Xianwang Mansion with a fairly steady step.

Su Zhan behind him clenched his fists, and the smile on his face was a little bitter.

It turns out that he still loves her so much as he has for more than ten years.

Walking to the gate of the palace, he took out the exquisite mirror and barely wrote a line of words.

Wife, come and pick me up, I'm drunk and can't go.

After writing, he sat down under the wall and honestly waited for Helan to come and take him home.