Chapter Twenty-Eight: Threading the Needle
As soon as Yan Li trotted to the second floor, he slowed down his pace and straightened his sideburns, and then walked into the room with Shi Shiran, Yan Xiaohuan had short calves, and he was holding a long sword, so he naturally fell behind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yan Lai was pestered by Weiyang to ask about Yaoshijun, and when she saw her coming, she just got out: "Sister-in-law is here, I was about to ask if there was anything to eat, I was very hungry." ”
Yan Li saw that he was really unharmed, and the stone hanging on his heart was completely put down, his body suddenly relaxed, and he smiled with crooked eyebrows: "You wait." ”
"Just be casual. ”
"Yes. Yan Ran smiled and walked out again.
The beautiful woman was thinking about what to get him to eat, and Yan Xiaohuan ran up panting, and before she could speak, she was grabbed by her mother and grabbed downstairs.
"Obedient, your second uncle is talking about things. ”
Weiyang looked at the door, with a look of envy, and chirped: "You really have a good sister-in-law." ”
"If you don't go to Shi Yanyan, come to me and hang out. ”
Seeing his impatience, Weiyang felt that this matter should be explored deeply: "Do you want me to leave now? So I said that you are ungrateful, who has been guarding you here all the time? Come, tell me, who is that woman." ”
Yan Lai knew that if he didn't give this guy an explanation, he didn't want to be clean in the next days, he had never seen a man gossip like this, but he really had to say a reason for this matter, after all, everyone thought it was weird.
He said seriously: "Do you believe that there is a past life?"
"Past life?" Wei Yang immediately looked solemn, sat up straight, and nodded: "People die and have spirits, probably so." ”
"This is a very long story, first of all, it starts with the sudden awakening of my memories of my past life that day, five thousand years ago..."
Yan Lai's kan really found that he had the potential to tell stories, first put together some relationships in his previous life, and then added the bridge of the spirit novel as a rendering, and finally told a complete, miserable and tragic love and sad story, during which he also added some emotion and sighs, which made a man sigh.
"That means that the priestess betrayed the general and stabbed him in the back, so your previous life was the general, and the medicine family was the priestess in your previous life?"
Yan Lai looked melancholy, and although he didn't want to admit it, he nodded helplessly.
Weiyang thought about it and said uncertainly: "You pick up girls like this, will you be a little old-fashioned?"
Yan Lai spread his hands and said helplessly: "Look, you don't believe it, what do you think, anyway, this is the case." ”
"No, it's too similar to the stories told by those storytellers in the teahouse, but I still believe you, I just don't understand how such a beautiful woman as a medicine family fell in love with you in her previous life. ”
"So. Yan Lai said seriously: "After she knew that she was blind, she killed me and went to live with the person she really loved, okay, this is the end of the story, and this topic is over." ”
Weiyang didn't do it, and grabbed him: "Could it be that you want to kill her next time you see her?"
"Not anymore. ”
Yanlai is very sure, very sure.
In the past few days of being unconscious, he has not completely lost consciousness, but has sunk in the darkness there, and he can still sort out what is happening around him, although he will occasionally be confused.
For example, Mr. Xishan sent him back, such as sister-in-law, Xiao Huan, Weiyang, Xiao Fang, including Chen Er, who have been guarding themselves in this house all the time, and they just happened to have something today, so they went out.
In fact, he has been thinking about it for the past few days, asking himself repeatedly, is she still her?
In fact, this answer has been known for a long time, but at that time, Yan Lai can't suppress it, when it comes to the end, it is still the obsession and resentment before death in the previous life, and there is no place to vent.
Now that I think about it, there are still many differences between the two, in fact, the so-called similarity, that is, about seventy or eighty percent, but the piano master who was arched by the stars like the moon is undoubtedly more aura and more beautiful than that woman.
But it seems that they will not have the opportunity to meet again, not to mention that such an embarrassing thing happened, even if their identities are not equal, then this grievance in the previous life, no matter how entangled in the present life, it will no longer matter.
Let's just go with the wind.
In this life, his name is Yanlai, and her name is Yaoshijun.
"What day is it?"
"Don't worry, the day after tomorrow is the wedding day of your unmarried daughter-in-law, hey, then again, I don't think you have a taboo with a woman? ”
Yan Lai was speechless, this question seems to really deserve to be thought about.
Sister-in-law won't talk about it, Xue Ling'er's question doesn't seem to be easy to characterize whether it is related to herself, but Li Shuling and Ran Qingtong must have suffered because of themselves, although to a large extent, they died, but it happened anyway, didn't it?
followed by Yao Shijun, and then Xu Xinqin, who else will go down?
No, why should there be anyone? Lao Tzu also wants to talk about love!
Yan Lai found that his mood seemed to be a lot more relaxed, at least when he thought of that woman again, there was an unrealistic strangeness, it seemed that Mr. Xishan's palm did not break him up, but shattered some of the imprints in his soul.
It was already evening when Xiao Fang and Chen Er came over.
Seeing that Yan Lai finally woke up, Chen Er breathed a sigh of relief, at least at this critical moment, he was very worried that something would happen to this young man who had been entrusted with a heavy task.
"It's good that you're awake, I just received it today, and I'm still thinking about how to reply, so let's take a look first. ”
Yan Lai took the letterhead handed by Chen Er, there were a lot of words, and Weiyang also put his head up.
Xiao Fang suddenly asked, "How do you feel?" ”
Yan Lai looked up at him, a little unaccustomed to the other party's concern, after all, since he realized it, he rarely saw other expressions on that cold face.
Although surprised, he immediately reacted and smiled: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I've been lying down for too long and it's a little sore." ”
"That's good. After saying that, it was cold again.
Yan Lai didn't care, continued to read the content of the letter, and said while reading: "This news spread quickly, I didn't think Luoyang would know it." ”
Referring to the natural thing is the flower boat.
However, for the palace, this is not a big deal, and the main thing is that Yan Lai can continue to implement the overall situation of Jiangbei, because what they talked about that night was officially approved by the Warden Department.
This means that the affairs of Jiangbei will be carried out according to his vision, and all personnel deployment and final arrangements will be carried out around this plan, including the later operation of Jiangnan.
So Mo Beiting needed a more detailed plan, which of course couldn't just be written on paper, so someone went back to Luoyang to report in person.
"It seems that our speed is going to speed up, after Ma Jingtao's matter is dealt with, we have to cross the river as soon as possible, Mr. Chen will return to Luoyang this time, there will be a while. ”
Chen Er nodded: "It will be as little as ten days and a half months, so we must try to improve the things mentioned in this time, even if some of them can't be realized, at least there is a direction." ”
"Okay, tonight, let's make up for the right plan, pick up the missing pieces, and take care of the next things to be done, so that Mr. Chen can better coordinate when he goes back this time. ”
The three of them nodded, moved the candle lightly, and began to talk on paper.
This night was simple and ordinary for many people, but many years later, when Chen Er gasped for breath in the complicated pile of work, he couldn't help but think of that sleepless night.
There is passion, there is sudden enlightenment, and there are surprises, unlike now, people can't mention passion.
He remembered the wall where the figures of the four people were printed, and the dense markings on the map, where the relationships between the characters were clearly sorted out and pasted on another wall, which were connected by thin lines, which seemed to be chaotic and disorderly, but in fact they were all traceable.
And on that day, the former young man had disappeared, and in exchange for a name that frightened both the government and the opposition.
That gloomy face made Chen Er feel uneasy when he saw it from afar, but every time he saw him, the other party would greet him with a smile: Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's been better recently?
"Where are we?" Yan Lai took a sip of water and put the cup down.
Chen Er pointed to the location on the map: "Xue family." ”