Lanling covered the moon

Ji Chen sat in the Tianzi room of the inn.

He has a Guqin sent by his subordinates.Said that it was carried by a child whom he had never met before, and he was going to entrust it to him.

Those subordinates were all elites in the Xiliang Army, and they felt that the matter was too strange, so they refused to let the child go.

Or did Ji Chen say that the child is so young, how can he embarrass the child?Only then did the little doll go home.

"Your Highness, let's check again. No one else knows about this visit to Bazhou, so why are you still being targeted?"

The subordinates said very worriedly.

Unknowingly, they came to the northern border because they wanted to make a surprise attack thousands of miles away.

"No need, I know who it is. If you can't avoid it in the end, then you won't avoid it."

As Ji Chen said, he plucked the strings with his fingertips.The melodious and lonely tone made Yu Wenyong stop when he just arrived at the door of his room, and stood there with his head bowed.

It seems that this door, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, is still like the past in Ziwei Palace.

He will respectfully serve beside Ji Chen who plays the guqin.Listening to the high mountains and flowing water, and the melodious sound of the piano, I hope that every year will be as peaceful as it was then.

There is Master Ji Chen, there is Chen Xing, and that guqin.

"You go out." Ji Chen ordered, he heard a sigh outside the door.

As soon as his subordinates opened the door, they saw a handsome man standing outside the door with red eyes.

The elites in the Xiliang army felt that this man was extraordinary at a glance, and the aura that was naturally blooming on him was not ordinary.Just about to stop him from entering the room, Ji Chen pushed them away again.

Yu Wenyong stared blankly at his side.

He is already old, but why is this person still the same as before.

Ji Chen played the guqin silently, as if he was not disturbed.Just like this, he plucked strings and pillars, and the tune flowed from his fingertips.

Yu Wenyong didn't speak, he sat aside and listened quietly.

This Bazhou city is poor in everything, it is the strong wind, which never stops.

The sound of the piano is accompanied by the sound of the wind outside the window, the wind is bleak but not in a hurry.Yu Wenyong looked at the figure of this person, as sincerely as Xiaodaotong back then, looking at this person with admiration.

But how long can a song be?The tune finally came to an end.

As soon as Ji Chen's ending sound stopped, the room was still lingering with the sound of his just now.

"As the saying goes, the end of the song is long. I played it, and you listened to it too. Isn't it..."

Before Ji Chen finished speaking, Yu Wenyong suddenly hugged him from behind, and he burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I shouldn't do that, I dare not force you, let alone lock you in the deep palace and humiliate you. Master, can you forgive me?" Yu Wenyong has tasted the loss for so many years. suddenly realized.

He couldn't speak anymore, for a moment, he imagined kneeling in front of Ji Chen like he was in Ziwei Palace.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ji Chen grabbed his arm suddenly.

This time, Yu Wenyong fell into his arms instead. . . . . .Ji Chen was a little embarrassed, but the man had already opened his arms, squatted down and wrapped his arms around his back, threw himself into his arms, and refused to let go.

One by one, they all look like this.As a master, he has failed a bit after all.

Ji Chen thought with a sigh.

But His Majesty Zhou didn't make any further moves this time, so he can hug him if he wants to.

It's just that if someone broke in, this scene would be very funny.

Chen Xing seemed to be crying while hugging him.

Ji Chen couldn't move, nor could he push away.Simply, he still played the guqin.

The sound of the piano is melodious, as if it came from the sky.But it also carries the troubles and entanglements of the mundane world.

Yu Wenyong heard the change.

Today's Ji Chen is both a human being and an immortal.He is softer than before, and he is more lingering in the sound of the piano.No longer so temperatureless, ethereal like clouds above the nine heavens.

"Master..."

Yu Wenyong pressed his face against Ji Chen's chest, and called softly.

"There is no master here, only Xiao Zimo."

Ji Chen said very stiffly.This little doll-like movement, the emperor of the state of Zhou did it without shame.I don't know when to let go.

It was so late at night, he was the one who wanted to rest earlier.

"You came to Bazhou City because of that Wang Tuo?" Ji Chen asked.

"Don't talk about business! Master, I will help you do whatever you want." Yu Wenyong's words seemed like Ji Chen wanted his Zhou Kingdom throne, and he could offer it with both hands without blinking an eye.

Zhou Guo's Zhu Guo generals didn't know how they would feel when they heard Yu Wenyong's words, but Ji Chen felt extremely helpless after hearing this.

I didn't think about it, I haven't really competed on the battlefield yet.It was such a coincidence that he was caught right after entering the northern border.

"No, you think so again, but I won't see you again." Ji Chen said.

"Don't, don't!" Yu Wenyong leaned on his waist again, surrendering.

"Let go, if you don't let go, don't blame me for doing it. How decent is it?" Ji Chen took a deep breath, thankfully no one saw this ridiculous scene.

Zhou Guotianzi fell to the ground like a child playing a rascal, which is really ridiculous!

But Yu Wenyong has also been aggrieved for so many years, and reunited after a long absence, it seems that he has returned to the age when he first met.

That scene is still fresh in his memory.Master Ji Chen is playing the piano, but he is a little fairy boy who accidentally entered Qingweitian and was at a loss.

He liked his master, and the master chose him as his first disciple.At that moment, Chen Xing knew that this was his fate.His love, his everything.To this day, I cannot extricate myself.

Yu Wenyong, who doesn't know how tall he is now, throws Ji Chen off the stool with all his strength!

He was at a loss, mixed with sorrow and joy, and wanted to go back to the past, but forgot, how could he still be that little fairy boy?

The stool fell to the ground with a thud.

Because Ji Chen's military order is like a mountain, there is no one guarding his door.With this noise, no one broke in.

Just like that, he was pushed down on the cold ground. Fortunately, there was a Persian carpet laid beside the bed above the Tianzizi.

Chen Xing was stunned, he didn't want to do this at first.

His eyes were so caught by Ji Chen's face that he couldn't move them away.With big hands resting on Ji Chen's cheeks, he could smell his breath, and felt that his strands of hair were stirring his mood.

"I'm sorry." Yu Wenyong still apologized like this.

He simply closed his eyes, not to look, it should be more able to contain his emotions.

He was entangled by this hue and his own feelings, and he had done too many wrong things.

He didn't dare to blaspheme Master with any intentions.

He can't look at it, and he can't covet anything anymore!As long as this person behaves well, he will stay in the corner silently for the rest of his life, and he is willing to be by his side!

Ji Chen looked at Yu Wenyong frowning inexplicably, with a painful expression on his face.He let out a heavy breath.

Now that he is so cautious, it makes him feel both helpless and pity.

Chen Xing is the most serious child he has ever seen.

But it is also because he is too serious, so once he surpasses it, he is also the one who is the most difficult for him to bear and the person who feels the most disappointed.

But it never occurred to him that he also had so many grievances and unwillingness.

As Yu Wenyong said, he treated him a lot unfairly and unkindly.

"Get up, the ground is too cold." Ji Chen said.He pushed the man's shoulder slightly.

Only then did Yu Wenyong open his eyes, and he suddenly realized that he was worse than that three- to five-year-old child. In front of this person, he could only control his thoughts by closing his eyes.

He suddenly realized and stood up quickly.He still wanted to apologize, but was stopped by Ji Chen.

"I forgive you, don't talk about it." Ji Chen thought for a while, this knot had been in Chen Xing's heart for so long.There is also Yu Wenyong's obsession.

What he encountered in Weiyang Palace may be due to his usual indifference and alienation, and he has suffered such retribution in this life.

Those who owed Chen Xing had to pay back, perhaps his calamity was inevitable.

It's already like this, and it's meaningless to still worry about it like that.

He loves his disciple very much, and he doesn't want to see his expression of eternal guilt.He didn't dare to show his air in front of him.

"Really?" Yu Wenyong couldn't believe it, as if he had been pardoned.

In the past few years, he has been tormented by the regret locked in his heart every day.Hearing this sentence today, I feel like seeing the moon through the clouds.

However, I understand in my heart.What Ji Chen forgave was the little disciple Chen Xing who had served him for thousands of years, but not Yu Wenyong who loved him madly and would do anything at all.

However, as long as this person is still alive, he will be fine.

Don't think about anything else.

"Thank you, master! Thank you very much!" Yu Wenyong got up in a meandering manner, but his body was already stiff.He didn't dare to let Ji Chen discover his involuntary emotion again.

I was afraid that Master would blame him.

Then Ji Chen saw his strangeness at a glance.

"What are you talking about? I'm sorry. At that time, in order to leave Weiyang Palace, I fed you perilla grass. I'm just a bad teacher, so you should just be that Yu Wenyong, and you don't have to be so respectful."

Yu Wenyong felt like a stick in his throat, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Master, what does this mean?If Yu Wenyong, can he still love him?

"Perhaps, I only have this life left. As long as you don't regret it." Ji Chen said softly.

Looking at Chen Xing's aggrieved face, how long has his ruthlessness hurt him?

Forget it, he also disarms and surrenders, okay?

Stop looking at him so sadly.Seeing him empathize with him, his heart felt as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

But when Ji Chen said this, Yu Wenyong's eyes were even more red. He was a man of eight feet, but he couldn't help crying.

The hand he was holding Ji Chen was trembling, and he wanted to bow his head, but he still turned his face away, not daring to touch him casually.

Hugging Ji Chen tightly, he still leaned on his shoulders, hugging him so tightly, pouring out all the depression buried deep in his heart.

Ji Chen raised his hand and hugged him back.

If he was in the Ziwei Palace, he could understand Chen Xing's intentions earlier, respond well, and untie his knots, this person would not be so depressed.

Just about to appease Yu Wenyong, so that he would not hurt his body with such ups and downs, but found that the man let go of him at once, turned his face away, and coughed violently with his back facing him.

Ji Chen smelled the smell of blood, strode forward and pulled Yu Wenyong's hand covering his mouth away, and it turned out that the palm was blood from his cough.

"It's okay, I've been like this for the past few years, it's okay." Yu Wenyong actually comforted him.

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Well, thank you for waiting, Lisa has a bit of a heavy workload recently, but I'll keep it in mind!