When everyone heard this, they hurriedly walked towards the outside of the house.

Zhong Liyi glanced at Di Junhui, who was standing on the side and didn't move, without the slightest idea of leaving, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Di Junhui raised his head and looked at it, then shook his head again and said, "No, Old Man Luo said, I can't leave if I want to stay at this step, otherwise, if Brother Yu is hurt a little, he won't give me food." ”

"Don't worry, with me, he won't give you food. Zhong Liyi swore and said, "Even if he really doesn't give you food, I will definitely give you a full meal, you can rest assured." ”

"No, no, no. Di Junhui shook his head like a rattle, and said, "I don't want to go hungry, how hard it is." ”

Zhong Liyi had a funny expression on his face, and was about to continue, but Xiao Feng interjected at this time, "Brother Zhong, I advise you not to embarrass him anymore, without Kun Yuan personally speaking, this kid won't listen to anyone, and it's useless for anyone to say, you better let him stay here." He didn't forget to say, "What's more, this kid is quieter, and he happens to be a helper here." ”

Zhong Liyi laughed and said jokingly, "Since the helper has spoken, Zhong should obey his fate." After speaking, he went out with Xiao Feng.

After less than a while, the entire room fell into silence, and nothing else could be heard except for Murong Yu's heavy breathing.

After a long time, Di Junhui seemed to be a little unable to hold back the loneliness in his heart, quietly walked to the bedside, looked at Murong Yu who was sleeping in the past, and asked Tang Wan'er with a strange expression, "When will Brother Yu get up, I'm so bored." ”

Tang Wan'er said in a loud voice, "Xiao Yu is injured, he just finished taking medicine, he needs to rest for a while, you can't disturb him." ”

Di Junhui covered his mouth and whispered, "Then when will he wake up, I want to hear the story." ”

"Do you want to hear Xiao Yu tell you a story?" Tang Wan'er was a little puzzled, the person in front of her looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old, how could he still be like a child, although she was extremely puzzled in her heart, she didn't ask.

Di Junhui danced and said, "The story told by Brother Yu is the best, and I like to listen to Brother Yu's story the most." The tone of his voice was like that of a child.

When Tang Wan'er heard this, she looked at Di Junhui who had a pair of big watery eyes in front of her, looked at his pitiful expression, and smiled slightly and said, "If you want to hear any story, I'll tell you." "However, you have to promise me that you will not quarrel." ”

When Di Junhui heard that there was a story to listen to, his face was excited, but he nodded in response, and said in a low voice, "I want to hear the story of Emperor Ran Min, I like the story about Emperor Ran Min told by Brother Yu the most." Does my sister know this story?" but he also muttered, "Forget it, sister, if you don't know, I'll listen to it after Brother Yu wakes up." ”

"Of course my sister knows. Tang Wan'er responded, reaching out to take the book next to the bed and glancing at the name on the book.

I saw that the book was written with seven big characters of "Wu Mourning Heavenly King Zhen Ancient and Modern", judging from the obsolescence of the paper, it is not difficult to see that it has been some years.

She also has some knowledge of the biography of the character of Wu Mourning Heavenly King, but she knows very little.

Although she didn't know where Murong Yu found this book, she couldn't help but feel a little curious in her heart and asked, "Xiao Yu has been telling you this story all this time?"

Di Junhui snorted, as if he was reminiscing about something, "Brother Yu spoke very well, but it was wonderful." He said that when I grow up, I will definitely be as powerful as Emperor Ran Min. ”

Tang Wan'er said gently, "Sister believes in you, you will definitely be able to become a hero like Emperor Ran Min." ”

Di Junhui said excitedly, "Brother Yu also said that he admires a hero like Emperor Ran Min, and he hopes that he can be as powerful as Emperor Ran Min in the future and be able to protect many people." After a pause, his tone became very firm, "I want to be such a big hero." ”

Tang Wan'er smiled slightly, but she didn't continue to ask, she just started talking, and Di Junhui was also extremely fascinated by it.

For a moment, all I could hear in the room was her whispering.

As if whispering, a glory that belonged to a thousand years ago.

The scene where the historian was difficult to describe, and thousands of troops galloped to fight was slowly presented under her soft whisper.

When Murong Yu woke up again, it was already nightfall, and candles had already been lit in the house for lighting.

The flickering candlelight is enough to illuminate all corners of the house.

Of course, before Murong Yu woke up, Tang Lan and the others came many times halfway, but Murong Yu didn't wake up, and everyone didn't stay here.

As for these things, Murong Yu didn't know.

The first thing he saw when he woke up was to see Tang Wan'er sitting at a table not far from the bed, telling stories softly.

Di Junhui held his head on the side and listened carefully.

Looking at this picture, Murong Yu's thoughts flew up, and he couldn't help but recall all the things in the past and lost his mind.

This picture made him feel very warm and familiar, as if Li Ningxiang was by his side, telling him this story.

At this moment, he faintly felt the corners of his eyes moisten a little, and struggled to get up and sit up.

Di Junhui saw Murong Yu struggling to get up, and hurriedly stepped forward to reach out to help, but accidentally did not touch Murong Yu's wound.

This touch seemed inconspicuous and insignificant, but it was also so painful that Murong Yu grinned, and tears fell with it.

Di Junhui asked a little confused, "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you, why are you crying? Who bullied you, you tell me, I will avenge you." The tone of his voice was categorical.

Murong Yu responded with a smile angrily, "It's okay, there is sand in my eyes, it will be fine in a while." ”

"Sand in my eyes. Di Junhui stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, looking dazed, "How can there be sand in this house?

Murong Yu didn't know how to answer him, but he didn't pay attention to his question.

Seeing Tang Wan'er walking up, Murong Yu shouted softly, "Sister, it's so late, why didn't you go to rest and still be here?"

"Your injuries are not healed yet, my sister is not here, where else can I be?" Tang Wan'er said angrily, "What's more, my sister hasn't seen your injuries healed, how can I sleep." ”

"My injury is not a big deal, just rest for a few days, my sister doesn't have to worry. Murong Yu said with a smile on his face, he couldn't see a trace of displeasure at all, "Fang Cai, didn't I also eat Xuanyang Dan, sister can rest assured." Brother, you still can't believe in my medical skills?"

Tang Wan'er glanced at him beautifully, "Xuanyang Pill is just an elixir, not a panacea, you think that you will really be cured of all diseases after eating, don't think that you can perfunctory your sister according to your medical skills." Said slowly, "My sister is from the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and her medical skills are not a few points worse than yours." ”

(End of chapter)