I know I was wrong

Earlier, I heard that Yan Shirong was missing, so Xue Cuo led the whole Honglian Division to go out to look for it, and it started raining not long after.

The nobles who came back said that they were halfway through the horse race, and a handful of people got separated.

Later, a group of people were found, but Yan Shirong and the others were still missing.

When Xue Cuo heard this, he couldn't care less, hurriedly postponed the previous itinerary, and went straight to the western suburbs.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Xue Cuo's hand holding the reins was tightly grasped, his joints were bluish white. The man was pampered, and he had never encountered such a rainy night in the countryside.

Recalling when Yan Shirong was a child, when he heard thunder, he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, Xue Cuo frowned secretly, would he still be afraid of thunder now?

When Yan Shirong was six years old, he saw a thunderbolt knock down the old tree in Princess Ning'an's mansion. The tree was scorched black and split in two.At that time, he was so frightened that he cried loudly, and he couldn't be coaxed well.

The elders went out to offer incense, and the servants came to ask what happened?Yan Shirong was so frightened that he clenched Xue Cuo's sleeve tightly, Xue Cuo led him into the room, turned his head, put his index finger to his lips, and made a gesture of "shh".

Xue Cuo had only moved to the capital when he was seven years old, and his brain was much smarter than his peers, but Yan Shirong was crying in his arms, but he couldn't find a word to comfort him.

I feel that my heart will be wrinkled by Yan Shirong's tears.

He stretched out his little hand, and gently patted Yan Shirong's back, while patting, coaxing: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm here, I'm here."

Yan Shirong was crying and crying, the tears soaked into Xue Cuo's arms, when he had cried enough, he wiped his nose on Xue Cuo's sleeve, and asked with big eyes that didn't understand: "Brother Cangyu, why did Dao Lei want to kill him?" chop that tree?"

The elders always like to ask Xuecuo questions, ask him this, ask him that.At a young age, he was able to answer questions fluently, drawing inferences about other cases from one instance.

But Yan Shirong's snotty question made him not know where to start.

It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married.

Why did the thunder strike the tree?

Xue Cuo patted Yan Shirong's head, coaxing: "That tree is not good."

Yan Shirong held her head: "It's over, it's over, Ayu will be struck by lightning too." As he spoke, he looked like he was about to cry.

Xue Cuo asked, "Why?"

Yan Shirong wept with a mournful face: "Ah Yu is not good either."

...it is quite clear about self-awareness.

"Who said, Ayu is obviously the most obedient."

Yan Shirong covered his face, leaving a cinnabar mole flaunting on his forehead, he only heard him say: "Brother Cangyu, Ayu will be good, you tell Lei not to chop Ayu."

Xue Cuo couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to agree.

But Yan Shirong was still very afraid of being struck by lightning when he was young, and panicked when it rained and thundered, and the situation didn't get better until he grew up.

Xue Cuo was riding on the horse, and suddenly remembered that Yan Shirong was afraid of thunder when he was a child, he whipped the whip three times in a row, and the horse neighed and accelerated.

His heart was raised heavily, for fear that Yan Shirong would make any mistake.

That heart tossed and turned for a long time, but it returned to its original place when it saw Yan Shirong's sparkling peach blossom eyes.

He was bluffing, and in a rough voice, he buried the uneasiness in his heart: "How long are you going to dawdle—come to me quickly."

Then, he saw Yan Shirong running over with a smile, "Here we come."

Xue Cuo stared at Yan Shirong, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Little prince..."

What do you want me to do with you?

Yan Shirong laughed straight, with a fawning face, and opened his arms as if to rub against him, but he turned around and avoided slightly.

Even though he was wearing oiled silk clothes, his body was already soaked by the heavy rain on this rainy night, and not a single piece of his body was dry.Yan Shirong stretched out his hand to touch his back, and it was indeed soaked.

He was shocked, and hurriedly asked someone to take a clean veil, and the calm person inside came out to hand the veil—Xue Cuo narrowed his eyes slightly, but the man in front of him was a half-life face.

Xue Cuo thought, he should have seen this person before.

He wiped his face and neck casually, and was about to take people away.

Shen Zhuozhi caught up and seemed to have something to say, Xue Cuo grabbed Yan Shirong's wrist and slightly blocked it.

When Shen Zhuzhi met Xue Cuo's ancient and unwavering eyes, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Xue Cuo moved Yan Shirong to his side, and asked Shen Zhuzhi in a defensive posture: "Is there anything else?"

Shen Zhu was stunned: "No...no."

Yan Shirong stopped for a while, turned around and smiled at Shen Zhuzhi, his eyes were as bright as stars, "Someone is here to pick me up, so I'm leaving."

Shen Zhuzhi bowed his head and said: "My lord, go slowly..."

Xue Cuo tugged, Yan Shirong followed his footsteps, and said happily: "The rain has stopped."

At this time, the carriages of the various prefectures had also arrived, and several people went back to their respective homes, so they parted.

Xue Cuo let go of his hand and jumped onto the horse.

"Wait!" Yan Shirong called to stop him.

Xue Cuo turned his head and looked at Yan Shirong.

Yan Shirong laughed and pointed to his own carriageway: "Anyway, we are also on the same street, and this carriage is very spacious, how about this king to send the Commander back?"

"..."

Xue Cuo agreed to this man's proposal somehow, and when he realized it, Yan Shirong had already told him what he saw, heard and felt in the carriage.

Yan Shirong clicked his lips thoughtfully, "It's a pity that I didn't drink the Frost Snow Spring from Hanshan Pavilion today."

Xue Cuo said, "Stop drinking."

Yan Shi smiled happily: "Who took me to have a reunion the night before the expedition to strengthen my courage?"

There seemed to be something flickering in Xue Cuo's eyes, and his expression gradually softened, "So you still remember."

Yan Shirong said: "Of course, it's been a long time since we had a drink together."

"Six years." Xue Cuo said, but when he met Shang Yan Shirong's surprised eyes, he avoided slightly and coughed.

Six years ago, Xue Cuo was about to go to the battlefield to practice, and Yan Shirong practiced it for him. The two met at the wine shop on Zouma Street in Beijing.The name of the wine shop is very interesting, it is called a meeting.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world.

Yan Shirong didn't hold a lot of alcohol, so when he got too drunk, Xue Cuo carried him on his back, ready to walk home.

Yan Shirong's head was heavy, and he asked Xue Cuo with his tongue out, "Do you... have any... people you like? Are there any?"

Xue Cuo moved his body, Yan Shirong put his hands around Xue Cuo's neck in fright, Xue Cuo warned angrily and funnyly: "Don't move."

Yan Shirong didn't dare to make a move, and started to shake his legs again, his head sank on one of Xue Cuo's shoulders, and asked him relentlessly, "Is there any? Is there?"

The warm breath hit Xue Cuo's ear, and his back stiffened.After a while, he lifted Tuoyan Shirong up, "Yes."

Yan Shirong's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't raise his head, "Who is it..."

Xue Cuo smiled softly, and his voice was also gentle, "I'll tell you when I come back from the battlefield."

He practiced for a year, and when he came back from the battlefield, he was 17 years old. There was an accident in Xue's family. In a blink of an eye, everyone betrayed them. He was a criminal minister, while Yan Shirong was the sixth prince.

The carriage was quite shaken, and Yan Shirong's beautiful peach blossom eyes also blinked.Xue Cuo pulled the curtain to look outside, he didn't want to look any further, and suddenly heard him say: "It's just...you don't seem to have told me who that person is."

Xue Cuo paused, there was something stuck in his throat, and he was about to say it, but he lowered his voice again, and said, "There is no such person."

Yan Shirong didn't believe it, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Xue Cuo, who only heard him ask: "Who are you looking for recently?"

"Are you checking me?" Yan Shirong was taken aback, then looked at Xue Cuo in disbelief.

Xue Cuo turned his head to the side, slightly blocking Yan Shirong's sight.

It is said that Honglian Division's intelligence network is all over the world, not to mention that Yan Shirong is looking for someone, even if Yan Shirong is looking for a bird, Xue Cuo asked himself that he has the ability to catch it.

"Who are you looking for?" Xue Cuo asked repeatedly.

With a cautiousness that he didn't even feel.

The corner of Yan Shirong's mouth curled into a smile, and he blocked the question calmly: "Don't bother me, Commander, so your lord has to worry."

He is refusing.

"Is he important to you?"

"……right."

Xue Cuo paused, and asked in a strange way: "Do you like that person?"

"what?"

"It's nothing..." Xue Cuo supported his head, thinking that he might have caught a cold and burned his brain.

Yan Shirong suddenly leaned over and said to Xue Cuo: "You have asked so many questions, it should be my turn."

Xue Cuo raised his head to motion for him to ask.

The two sat on the benches on both sides of the carriage, Xue Cuo pulled the curtain and leaned against the window, Yan Shirong bowed forward.The latter moved a little closer, Xue Cuo finally looked at him squarely, straightened his body, and looked at him.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the tip of the nose is no more than half a foot apart.

Yan Shirong bent his eyes, the peach blossoms flowed, the water chestnut flowers were gorgeous, Xue Cuo's throat tightened, and Yan Shirong said: "Did you come to find me on purpose?"

Xue Cuo lowered his eyes: "There is some progress in the Mingchi prefect case, I'll come over and take a look."

Yan Shirong snorted lightly, and pushed Xue Cuo's chest: "You are dishonest."

Xue Cuo squeezed Yan Shirong's wrist, narrowed his eyes, his black eyes were deep: "Are you honest?"

"I am, of course, honest." Yan Shirong moved closer, his butt off the stool, and bent over to Xue Cuo, "Seeing you today, I am really tall——"

Before he finished speaking, the carriage shook violently. Xue Cuo opened his eyes wide, quickly reached out and grabbed Yan Shirong, and pulled him into his arms: "Be careful!"

After calming down, the groom in front apologized: "Forgive me, my lord, it's a bit bumpy here."

Yan Shirong was pulled into Xue Cuo's arms, with his head resting on Xue Cuo's shoulder, no matter whether it was bumpy or not, "It doesn't matter."

Like a whisper, like a whisper, Xue Cuo squeezed Yan Shirong's neck, and put him beside him: "Be honest."

"I'm very honest." Yan Shirong opened his eyes wide and blinked twice.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Yan Shirong closed his eyes as he said, and leaned gently beside Xue Cuo.His body was still a little wet, but Yan Shirong felt at ease leaning on him, and fell asleep after a while.

At dawn, the carriage stopped at the gate of the prince's mansion.

Cheng Gui saw Xue Cuo getting off the carriage with Yan Shirong, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and was about to thank him, but heard Xue Cuo's indifferent "shh", and Cheng Gui immediately fell silent.

Xue Cuo carried Yan Shirong into the room, covered him with a quilt, and left the room.

Cheng Gui said again and again: "Thank you, Commander."

"Take care of him, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he raised his sword and left the prince's mansion.

Outside the residence, Mrs. Lian had been waiting for a long time in all their suits, when Xue Cuo got on his horse.

Master Lian beside him asked a few words in a low voice, Xue Cuo said, "There's no need to check any more, he doesn't like it."

That's the reason Master Lian was a little surprised, he just looked up at Xue Cuo, thinking that he had heard wrong, and quickly lowered his head to accept the order.

The team of black and red stripes set off towards Mingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.