Envy

The clever Ke Qing came out to smooth things over: "I've heard about the names of Young Master and Young Master Meng for a long time. It's a great honor to meet you today." There was echoing voice from all around.

"I offer a toast to Young Master."

Yan Zhaohan fumbled for the wine glass on the table, but Meng Tou took the wine glass from him and said, "Young Master is still sick, I will drink this wine for him."

Yan Zhaohan grabbed his sleeve and said, "Third brother, just a glass of wine, it's fine."

Meng Tou raised his glass and drank it all: "I say no."

Yan Shaojun was still the Yan Shaojun who was as elegant as a banished fairy, with elegant manners and no surprises.No matter how much the guest praised or complimented him, he was unmoved and his reaction was extremely flat.

And Meng Tou, who was about to take over as Mu Su's head, obviously didn't put much thought on them, after a banquet, he only cared about adding food to Yan Shaojun's bowl.

In the early years, there were rumors that Meng Tou, a disciple of Master Mu Xuxu Chang, had a dispute with the young master of Shen Guiyan's family.Many people take it as a joke.Now it seems that the rumor seems to be true.

After the dinner, a doctor arranged by Li Xingfeng followed them back to the guest room to check Yan Zhaohan's pulse.Half an hour later, Meng Tou sent the doctor out.

Yan Zhaohan didn't know that it would take so long for Meng Tou to send someone because of his illness.He has been waiting for Meng Tou on the bed, but Meng Tou has not come back for a long time.

After a long time, he heard a soft knock on the door.The sound was very clear in the quiet night, but after the sound disappeared, there was no other movement outside the door.He always had a feeling that Meng Tou was standing outside the door.

He waited intently, inexplicably nervous and disturbed.Meng Tou deliberately didn't let him listen, fearing that he had already expected something.He clearly knows how his own condition is.

When he fell in the inn, he clearly felt that his legs lost feeling.Things should get worse in the future.

Instead, he was more worried about Meng Tou.

He was a little lucky that he was not with Miss Zhou.If they get married, he will really delay Miss Zhou.He once thought about it too, but what about Meng Tou, hasn't he been delaying Meng Tou?

Meng Tou took a deep breath before entering the door, adjusted his emotions, and blew out the lamp on the table after entering the door.

"Third brother."

Meng Tou hugged him into his arms, fell on the bed, and covered the two of them with quilts.He tried to make his voice sound as relaxed as possible: "The doctor said that your eyes may recover."

Yan Zhaohan pulled the thin quilt up to his neck: "And then?"

"He said that your cultivation base has been consumed too much, so you need to take a good rest." Meng Tou's voice choked, "He said that if you can't recover, your face will age like ordinary people. It's okay, my love It's not just your looks."

"He said that you may only be with me for 30 or [-] years, but I..." Meng Tou took a deep breath, touched his forehead with his chin, and touched his soft hair with his slender fingers, "But I can live that long."

Yan Zhaohan curled his lips and said with a gentle smile, "30 years is enough." He repeated it like a raving: "30 years is enough time, I am already very satisfied, and I dare not ask for too much. .”

He hugged Meng Tou's waist, and said in a gentle voice: "Third brother, you really like children. When I'm gone, you can marry a gentle girl you like, and you can have many children."

"I don't want to hear you say that."

"Third brother..." Yan Zhaohan held his hand, "My mother once told me that life and death should be taken lightly. The human soul just returns to the vegetation. You take emotions too seriously, I ... I like this about you, but I also fear this about you."

"My second brother passed away during the yin spirit riot in Yongye, and I only received a letter from his family after that. He said that he met the lady of the Zhao family he liked, and they fell in love with each other. He planned to go to the Zhao family to ask for marriage. But, my second brother didn't come back." He stroked Meng Tou's finger lightly, "Ten years have passed, and the young lady of the Zhao family has also married someone else. Third brother, you can't always With those obsessions, it is not easy for people to survive in this world, it is better to be free and easy, and the pain will be less.”

"Even if I die in the future, I will not turn into a ghost to haunt you, nor will I wait for you on the Naihe Bridge. I will drink Mengpo soup alone, and go to reincarnation alone."

Meng Tou kissed his forehead: "You are so cruel Yan Shaojun."

Yan Zhaohan kissed him back, and his soft lips brushed against his Adam's apple and chin: "Third brother, when I was young, I dreamed that one day I would be by your side. This dream came after I knew that you and Zhao Qingyan were engaged. Time has been broken once. You have been working so hard to complete this dream. I have no regrets."

"I owe you too much." Meng Tou's voice was low and deep.

"I never think so." He fell asleep in Meng Tou's arms, and said sleepily, "Third brother, I want to go back and have a look at Qiegong."

"it is good."

……

Yan Zhaohan shouted cold at night, even though Meng Tou held him tightly in his arms, it didn't get any better.Meng Tou felt something was wrong, so he went out and asked the night guard maid to bring back some thicker quilts.

A few quilts and a Meng Tou made Yan Zhaohan feel warmer, and he fell asleep drowsily again.

He had a fever in the middle of the night, and he kept calling third brother.Meng Tou was worried, so he applied a towel soaked in cold water to his forehead several times, and he didn't sleep well all night.

When I woke up, it was daylight.Meng Tou touched his forehead, but it still felt a little hot.Meng Tou originally planned to let him cultivate for a day before leaving, but Yan Zhaohan insisted on going north to attack Qiegong on this day.Meng Tou couldn't resist him, so he hurriedly bid farewell to Li Xingfeng and his wife.

On the carriage, Yan Zhaohan was still dizzy, he leaned on Meng Tou's leg and asked, "Third brother, am I being too willful?"

Meng Tou pretended to be annoyed and said, "You still know that you are self-willed? Fortunately, my relationship with Li Xingfeng is still decent, otherwise it would be considered rude."

Yan Zhaohan's throat was dry, he coughed a few times, and asked, "Is it okay? Aren't you guys good brothers, when you were young and in Muji? And Huo Zhixue Ye and the others..."

Meng Tou helped him up, took the water bag, and fed him a few sips of water: "We were very close before, but now we are estranged."