I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

At that time, Sang Yi's official language was not up to standard, and he couldn't speak the word "Yuan" very well, and he always called it "Brother Ran." Xie Yuan followed his father and called him "Xiaoyi" for a while.Neither of them brought up Xie Yuan's anger that day. Sang Yi didn't take it to heart and forgot that the joy in front of him is always more important than the past encounters, while Xie Yuan didn't think clearly about it for the time being.He tried his best to separate himself from those ambiguous jokes, but when Sang Yi opened his big watery eyes and called someone else's brother, he felt bored again.This little thing is very well-behaved, perhaps because he has lived a life of being homeless for eight years, and is too sensible. He clings to whoever treats him well, for fear of being left behind.

Such a small thing, what to do with him?

In the school that day, Sang Yi called him "Brother Ran" again, and Xie Yuan was used to it.The lessons he learns are intensive but difficult, while Sang Yi started from Kaimeng and practiced calligraphy stroke by stroke. His handwriting is crooked like a worm crawling. Yuan found him motionless for quite some time, and asked him, "Where can't it be?"

Sang Yi pointed it out to him.Xie Yuan grabbed his hand to help him finish the writing, and said: "If you don't know it, you can ask me, or you can ask the teacher." Sang Yi obediently agreed, but next time he encountered a problem, he would still think about it for a long time and stay still. Lie down on the table, let my husband dangle around, but didn't speak, and finally couldn't figure it out, so I whispered: "Brother Ran".Xie Yuan had no choice but to come over to teach him again.

Sang Yi started Meng late, and everyone in this school could teach him, but he learned quickly, and it took only two months to catch up with the progress of Xie Qin and Xie Chuan.When Mr. class was over, Xie Yuan went out to get some air, and Sang Yi helped him tidy up the desk, and then read it, wrote down the names of the books Xie Yuan was reading, and went to Mr.'s desk with short legs to read the handed-in ones homework.Today he was wearing a snow-white jacket, which looked like a soft cotton candy.

The teacher looked at this little thing and asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Your homework is very good. Now class is over. You can go out and rest for a while."

Sang Yi refused to leave, and asked childishly, "Can I have a look?"

The husband thought that he was motivated and insisted on checking whether his homework was well written, so he pushed the stack of papers in his hand to him, dumbfounded.Sang Yi saw that, with the same homework and progress, Xie Qin and Xie Chuan's homework had many forks on it, and he got five circles written by Zhu Zhu. Next, the last piece of paper was several large sheets stacked on top of each other. Together, that's Xie Yuan's homework.He is old and has learned many times more than them. Sang Yi slowly holds her homework and holds it in front of her eyes, but secretly glances down. Xie Yuan's handwriting is sharp and beautiful, bounded by rules and regulations. Ban style can only write lowercase letters, but the characters seem to jump out at any time, with agility and free and easy charm in it.Sang Yi didn't know many characters above, so she counted them, and Xie Yuan got 22 red circles.

Sang Yi asked, "Why does Brother Yuan have so many circles, while I only have five?"

It's because the homework is too bad.Sang Yi, a group of eight or nine-year-old children, handed in nothing more than silently written poems. When the teacher checked the homework, he would at most draw a cross on the omissions, and draw a circle when the words were well written.What Xie Yuan wrote was the stereotyped strategy theory of the Eight Classics of Children, and pointed out the current disadvantages eloquently, with subtlety, originality, and sharp points, and the husband also circled them to express his appreciation.There is no comparable thing, but Sang Yi insists on comparing it with this.The gentleman looked at the little doll, thinking that the speech was too clear for him to understand, and then he remembered that this kid Sang Yi had no other shortcomings, except that the handwriting was really ugly, so he coaxed: "Look, don't worry about it first." Said Young City Lord, he writes many and long things, don’t you think his handwriting is the most beautiful? If your handwriting is as beautiful as his handwriting, there must be 22 circles.”

Sang Yi nodded, put away the stack of papers as they were, and handed them back to the husband.He memorized the name of the book Xie Yuan read, and also the title of the stereotyped essay written by Xie Yuan, and quietly wrote it in the palm of his hand with ink.After Xie Yuan breathed out, he came back and brought him a cup of tea. Sang Yi obediently held it in both hands and drank it. In the winter, the charcoal fire was blazing and the room was full of excitement. Xie Yuan glanced at him, and Sang Yi immediately put her hands back under the table, not daring to look at him.

Xie Yuan was stunned.

Sang Yi stared at the table intently, with the same undivided look as before, but a small fair face slowly turned red, and buried it desperately, leaving only the tip of his ear under the broken hair, The ink-stained hand was also clenched tightly.

Xie Yuan stretched out his hand to look at it, but Sang Yi held his neck and refused to give it. Just before Xie Yuan reached out to grab his hand, Sang Yi let go of his hand and rubbed it on her snow-white padded jacket. A small black hand.The two of them sat side by side, Sang Yi was pulled by Xie Yuan, almost her whole body was pulled into his arms, Xie Yuan's chin was on top of his head, and warm breath floated between his brows, making her feel People's minds are emptied all of a sudden.

... This little brother is so pretty.

Xie Yuan looked at his lips that had just been moistened with tea, and suddenly realized that the child was even more beautiful than he had imagined, and he didn't know if it was because the child was really growing more beautiful and well-behaved day by day, or if it was an illusion.In a strange way, he didn't show his elder brother's appearance to teach him again, and he didn't say anything else.

With his fingertips resting on the soft palm of his hand, he couldn't see what kind of handwriting it was, but it was certain that it was not a cheat sheet.He checked it yesterday, and Sang Yi is a very smart kid, and he will memorize it after just one reading.But if it wasn't a cheat sheet, what would it be?Xie Yuan couldn't figure it out, he looked at Sang Yi's glowing red cheeks, and thought it was funny, when he wanted to tease him a few words, he lowered his voice in a mysterious way, and said softly: "...I have also typed cheat sheets before."

Sang Yi glanced at him quickly, then continued to stare at the table.Xie Yuan smiled: "There are too many things to memorize, it's tiring, but the master still needs to check and write, so I typed a cheat sheet. I couldn't write it with one hand, so I wrote it inside the hem of my clothes, without anyone noticing it. Mr. Sitting across the table and not noticing my clothes. I've gotten away with it a few times and never been caught."

Sang Yi finally raised her eyes to look at him: "Brother Yuan, will you also...?"

He didn't finish his sentence.Xie Yuan knew what he meant, and rubbed his soft black hair: "I am the young city lord, and I shouldn't do this. But you are different, you should play happily at your age, instead of staying with me here every day Stay up every night, you are my book boy, you have a reason to do what I can't do, you know?"

Sang Yi hesitated: "For example...?"

Xie Yuan said: "For example, try being the second."

Sang Yi was always hiding in front of him, Xie Yuan didn't pay attention, so he thought this kid was smart and tried too hard.He let go of Sang Yi, ignoring the little guy's drooping eyelashes.

There is also a whisper: "I don't want to be second. I also want to..."

The teacher knocked on the clapper to signify that the class was over, and the rest of the people came back in a noisy manner, the pages of the book were turned, the tables and chairs were shoved, and there was a sound of chaos.The quietest thing was the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind outside, and Sang Yi's voice was immediately drowned out.

"...want to be like you."

"What?" Xie Yuan didn't hear clearly, and asked again.Sang Yi didn't answer anymore, he picked up the teacup with both hands and took another sip, smiled at him with his eyes bent, and carefully wiped off the ink stains on the cup wall.It's a foul to act cute, but he doesn't feel it.Xie Yuan lost his temper for a moment, seeing that his hands were getting more and more dirty, he dipped the corner of his clothes in tea and wiped them for him.

This afternoon, Sang Yi made a joke. He couldn’t speak official Chinese well. When my husband asked him to get up to recite a Fu, someone secretly laughed, and my husband couldn’t help laughing.Xie Qin teased from behind: "You go out with elder brother, and people ask you who your master is, and you have to say 'Xie Ran', but brother, who is it? Our Xie family does not have such a person."

Xie Yuan stood on the side practicing calligraphy, holding his hands steadily, without even taking his eyes off: "The reason why Yayan got its name is not to make you distinguish between vulgar and elegant. The previous dynasty established Chaozhou dialect as the official dialect. Wenzhou dialect is the official dialect. Zhang Qichuan, the most popular little prime minister in front of today’s throne, is from Henan. He couldn’t speak official dialect clearly two years ago. Can you understand Henan dialect? Tong, if you lead troops to go to the foreigners in the future, will you feel ashamed because you can't speak Western dialect?"

Xie Qin went down again, the master looked at him with a smile, and glanced at Xie Yuan approvingly.Sang Yi lowered her head at first, and looked this way after listening to him, Xie Yuan was writing the end of the last word, with a neat and easy stroke, very beautiful.

After class that day, Xie Yuan went to discuss the problem with his husband, and everyone else left one by one.Sang Yi squatted in front of the table to sort out Xie Yuan's things, picked up the two bookbags, clasped them firmly on her shoulders, tilted her head and rested her chin on the edge of the table, blinking her eyes and waiting for him to come back.Xie Yuan came back after a while, and smiled when he saw his appearance, reached out to pick up the two heavy book bags, and by the way, lifted Sang Yi off the stool like a chicken: "Let's go."

Sang Yi was obediently carried by him, and then she tilted her head again, her cheek brushed against Xie Yuan's hand: "Yes, Yuan, brother."

Xie Yuan stopped in his tracks: "Huh?"

"I want to learn Mandarin."

That means he still has to teach him.Xie Yuan crossed out a part of his free time every night in his mind. In addition to "eating sliced ​​noodles with a knife", he also added the content of "teaching Xiaoyi to speak Mandarin", and he started teaching that night.However, I don't know where I learned Sang Yi's accent. She speaks in a soft, waxy, nasal voice, and the ending is always pressed down, like a sigh.But some words are very clearly distinguished, like a mixture of north and south.This can't be blamed on him. When he was learning to speak, he lived near a brothel and was surrounded by people from all over the world. If he learned a sentence, he could come out with any accent.Xie Yuan knew that this was not something that could be accomplished overnight, and after picking out a few typos for him, he took the little guy to sleep.

Before going to bed, Sang Yi was still practicing in a low voice: "Yes, yes, Yuan, Yuan, brother Yuan."

Xie Yuan touched his fluffy head.

"Brother Yuan."

The lips pursed into an arc, insisting on pronouncing the words correctly, and the last tone was also harvested into a perfect arc in a somewhat old-fashioned way, sounding like an oily old Beijing bastard.Xie Yuan heard him chant one by one, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if a kitten was scratching tremblingly with its paws, once and again.

"Brother Yuan." Sang Yi was still thinking, Xie Yuan looked down at him, and kissed his round cheek in a mysterious way.

Sang Yi opened her eyes.

Xie Yuan had never seen such a soft cheek, he kissed again, opened his lips tentatively, and nibbled up gently with his teeth.When his younger brothers were young, he had seen those aunts treat them like this, but he didn't have a mother, and he didn't have the sister he had been looking forward to for many years. Xie Yuan only knew now that such a little thing... …really makes one want to bite.

Sang Yi didn't move, she looked at him cautiously.It was always this painful appearance, Xie Yuan kissed his face was not enough, he stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and felt it was very easy to pinch, and even his mood improved: "Hey, go to sleep."

Sang Yi refused to sleep, struggling to get up and go out to learn Mandarin: "I haven't learned it well yet..."

"I won't study today, Xiaoyi." Xie Yuan said.

Sang Yi looked at him: "But if you don't learn, they will still laugh at me tomorrow. It will also embarrass you."

"Laughing at you?" Xie Yuan wrapped him up in a quilt, stuffed him into his arms, and said in a commanding tone like a brother, "I'll beat them up."

Day by day, the fact that Xie Yuan doted on Sang Yi gradually became widely known in the Xie Mansion. When he let out the words, he clearly regarded Sang Yi as the second young master and his own younger brother.The matter reached Xie Yue's ears. The person who spoke was expecting to complain to Xie Yue, but he didn't expect that he didn't care at all, and even said: "That child is smart, and he is loved by others. Bai Yi treats him well, and it is also true. Take the principle of treating everyone equally, raise the servants as their own younger brothers, and if they are united in the future, they can be regarded as an extra life for themselves. No matter how bad it is, they can be bed warmers in the future. The children with a clean net worth and good conduct are also chosen by Bai Yi himself. , what else am I dissatisfied with?"

Those who tried to sue also shut up embarrassingly.

With Xie Yuan covering her, Sang Yi became more courageous day by day, knowing how to find a backer for everything.A wild cat came to the school, and he dared to squat there alone and pet it, leaving a group of people in the distance to watch eagerly, waiting for him to finish petting.Bullying Sang Yi will be beaten by Xie Yuan - this cognition is gradually ingrained in the minds of the people in the school.

Sang Yi's life is getting better and better.He almost petted the wild cat in the school, and then fell in love with a mink raised by the third aunt. During that time, Xie Yuan took him to greet the third master and third aunt every day, and he would not leave after the greeting. Sitting at the head of the living room, sipping tea lightly.As a young city lord, he became more and more powerful. Ever since Xie Yue handed over the right to appoint and remove important posts in Jiangling area to him, people who were several rounds older than him had to look at him.Sang Yi took advantage of the time when he was asking how he was, and squatted on the side to seduce the mink with all kinds of messy snacks—this mink used to only eat roasted bird meat and drink spring water, and the third aunt looked at her face. Distorted, but still afraid to say anything.

When Sang Yi finished touching the small animals to her heart's content, Xie Yuan also got up politely, and said that he would come to greet him in a few days, and hoped that the third uncle and the third aunt would take care.

From eight to ten years old, from 12 to 14 years old, the two of them almost turned Xie's family upside down in the past two years. It was the most noisy age, and Xie Yue turned a blind eye to them.Sometimes Xie Yuan would also think about whether he spoiled Sang Yi too much—for example, when Sang Yi stood obediently behind him and tied several pigtails for him solemnly, but as long as she was caught by those clear pairs Looking at the bright eyes, Xie Yuan was speechless.If he has a younger sister, he can spoil her like a little princess who has everything. Now, he is a younger brother, and he can make everything go well for him.After thinking about it, I always come to the conclusion: my younger brother should be spoiled like this.

He completely forgot that he himself had four younger brothers.But Xie Yuan never felt that anything was wrong.

Sang Yi looks cute, but actually she's a bit listless inside, she doesn't know what's going on in her mind, Xie Yuan always sees it but doesn't say it.When he was 11 years old, he fell ill in autumn, and Xie Yuan began to teach him martial arts.He used a sword, and originally wanted to teach Sang Yi how to use a sword, but the child blinked and asked him: "Brother Yuan, can I use a knife? I don't want that kind of scimitar with a curved line. I want to write it in a book." A long, straight knife like yours, it's better looking than a sword."

Xie Yuan didn't think much about it at the time, the difference between a long sword and a long knife is not much, the biggest difference is in weight, a long knife requires more agility and skill, and it is quite suitable for Sang Yi.But when he went back at night, Xie Yuan saw a legend on Sang Yi's desk. The protagonist in it happened to use a long knife, and Sang Yi copied the most lively fight scene as it was—young man Thousands of miles away, with twelve long knives behind his back, he kills people at sight, cuts off one for another, and finally reunites with his friends.

Xie Yuan muttered: "Twelve long knives? Where did he put them?" He took them away and confiscated them. After a few glances, he couldn't even find the east, west, south, north, and south when he was in class the next day.Sang Yi searched for her book for a long time but couldn't find it, and finally begged him softly to get her book back.Later, Xie Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, and took him to ask him to tell her the ending, so Sang Yi told him every night before going to bed, and also practiced Mandarin by the way.He already speaks Mandarin very well, but the tone is still the same, with a constant pause at the end, inadvertently carrying a bit of the tiredness of Wu Nong's soft language.Xie Yuan didn't have time to read comic books and legends, so Sang Yi read them for him, and then talked quickly every night.The life of Xie's family has been dull and boring all year round, in a narrow frame framed by complicated interpersonal relationships and power status, which is overwhelming. Xie Yuan was also like this before he was 12 years old, until he met Sang Yi.

This little thing was the first time he met, and now and in the future—it will belong to him completely.The only thing he occasionally regrets is that after Sang Yi came here for a year, he no longer clings to him as he did at the beginning—the kind of reverence based on wanting to live and the desire to settle down made Sang Yi unable to leave at first he.But when Sang Yi realized that he had the right to ask for the respect and love of others from now on, he let go of his hands and feet, and was no longer as timid and cautious as before.

"This is a good thing." When Xie Yuan faced Xie Yue, he was still well-founded, well-organized, and calm. No one knew what was going on in his mind. The progress is almost catching up with me, he is now independent enough, and has abilities that others don't have. Father, I think he can do more for our Xie family."

The first time the two separated was in the summer when Xie Yuan was 15 years old.Xie Yuan officially set off for the capital, staying at Wang Linzhan's house in Pingyuan, his uncle's home, to prepare for the Chunwei exam, at least it will take a year before he comes back.However, what everyone didn't expect was that this separation lasted three full years-Xie Yuan was supported and valued by the young emperor who had just taken office, and sent him to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang barracks to be in charge of soldiers and horses.This is a hard job. If you don't do it well, you will be inactive and will not be hired for life. If you do it well, you will soar into the sky.

At the same time, Sang Yi also underwent rigorous training similar to that of a successor in Jiangling——Since the eldest son left, Xie Yue appointed him as his follower and devoted himself to nurturing him.Everyone didn't know what was going on - Xie Yue looked like she really planned to let this foreigner take over part of the housework.But after a while, everyone slowly saw it away—Sang Yi did have some skills.When he was with Xie Yuan before, his own brilliance was always buried, and it was also because he himself was always in hiding.After Xie Yuan left, he didn't need to think about anything anymore. People suddenly discovered that this boy who was not a mother in the past was even more eye-catching than Xie Qin, Xie Chuan, and Xie Ke. Thank you for less.

Everyone said: "The people around the young city master are naturally as good as the young city master."

Xie Yue also found him a master, an extremely beautiful woman who also took Xie Yuan hand in hand, and currently holds the post of Xie's private military envoy.After Xie Yue took Sang Yi there, she left him there. After three months, she was released. After a short rest for three days, she went in again, and continued for the next three months.The content of the training was extremely cruel, including tearing his skinny muscles and then growing them again and exercising them, including the breakout training for 100 people. What, those who can't get out are downgraded and eliminated, and kicked out of Xie's family.Sang Yi has a different identity. He is not a secret guard and killer trained by the Xie family, but he was told that his future responsibilities include a series of tasks such as fighting, assassination, and surveillance. From the age of 11 to 14, he got a total of [-] days of rest.He gradually grew taller, the flesh around his cheeks gradually faded, and his face became more open and brighter than before.The fellows who trained with him gradually realized this, and once discussed this taciturn but domineering young man in private: "He is so good-looking, I heard that he used to be the young city lord, but now he will be valued by the city lord? One father and one son, I'm afraid they will go to war in the future."

In addition, there were even more bizarre rumors, and Sang Yi pretended not to hear them.During the rest time after every three months, everyone went home happily, but he stayed in the same place quietly.Xie Mansion is his home, and he has nothing to do other than stay here.

His master saw him standing on the porch, took a bunch of candied haws and a bunch of marshmallows, and asked him with a smile: "Want to eat? Call Master and I'll give it to you."

Sang Yi raised a pair of quiet eyes to look at her, her lips pursed.His master smiled again, and handed him both things: "You are very stubborn."

Very firm tone.

Sang Yi ignored it and slowly ate the candied haws.

"Do you want to write a letter to the young city master? I heard people say that you have a very good relationship. The young city master is currently in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang military camps. If you write to him, he will receive it." His master said again.

Sang Yi still didn't speak. After eating the candied haws, there were two left. After eating half of the marshmallows, she returned the rest, which meant asking her to eat with her.His master didn't dislike it either. The woman who was overwhelmed by the country and the city sat side by side with a young boy, and used the fingers coated with Kodan to put the sticky white sugar and rock candy into his mouth, chewing it very comfortably.She said: "Let me tell you a story, just about your master and my great achievements. I also came here in the same way as you back then, even harder than you."

Sang Yi was a little curious, so she just sat there and listened to him.At the beginning, it was a story of a woman dealing with several men. He was not interested. Later, he saw his master pursing his lips like a fox and smiling: "Later? Those men who liked me were all destroyed. Send them on their way."

Sang thought for a while: "This, do I want to learn it too?"

His master reached out and touched his head: "I don't want to teach you. You deserve a sincere and simple love, don't be as greedy as me. But you have a face that is more beautiful than my old lady, I look at it The meaning of the city lord, you have to learn, kid."

Sang Yi let out an "oh", got up and went back to the room, without even the slightest hint of surprise.The woman was angry and funny: "Why did you leave without saying hello?"

Sang Yi spoke out this time, and he shouted outside: "I'm writing a letter."

He laid out the letter paper and took a pen to write a letter to Brother Yuan who loved him so much.Write about what you have been doing recently and ask him what he has been doing recently.He now eats the sliced ​​noodles alone, and the taste is still as good as before.He wrote about the breakout training for 100 people, about his increasingly sophisticated sword skills, and the dark training that he didn't like very much. This kind of life was so hard that he suffered from the sequelae of being afraid of the dark.After thinking about it, Xie Yuan probably suffered the same in the army, right?

As soon as this thought came to him, he looked down at what he had written, crumpled it into a ball of paper and threw it aside, and climbed to sleep on the couch by himself.Sleeping is now his favorite activity, followed by snacking.I don't have a day to rest, but my temper is getting lazier.As soon as Xie Yuan left, he gradually saw what Xie's family looked like, what the people around him looked like, it was a bottomless quagmire, but the light that illuminated this quagmire before was no longer in Jiangling, and he returned to the previous Days, peace of mind to pursue their own way of life.

Also occasionally thinking, when will Xie Yuan come back?Two years, three years?

It has been three years, if it takes longer...he will forget his appearance.

Afterwards, he basically had no time to think about it.There was a rebellion elsewhere, and Xie Yue was ordered to go and suppress it, and the war began.Sang Yi was mentioned by Xie Yue to be his adjutant, half to support and half to sharpen, and also started from the bottom of the battalion at the beginning.Because people in the army don't know when they will live or die, they are not interested in engaging in open and covert fighting activities, and they treat everyone leniently.Sang Yi learned a little badly there, and learned a bit of a soldier's temper. She can bend her eyes and make fun of her.Xie Yue was very strict with him, it was a completely different way of teaching from Xie Yuan - he was teaching him how to be an officer and how to convince everyone.

No matter how you look at it, it should not be the teaching that a book boy should receive.

One day, Sang Yi's master came to hand over the task. After reporting the marching route and the situation of food and grass to Xie Yue, Sang Yi retreated and went back to his camp to rest.In the middle of the night, he got up and passed the shooting range, but saw Xie Yue and his master standing in the shooting range talking, their expressions were very serious.

"Your Majesty is young, so he should be suspicious. It is not a day's work for Xie Jiashu to attract attention."

"...I heard that Uncle Guo's side is also having a hard time. I don't know what will happen then."

"What about the young city lord?"

"Bai Yi, I'm not worried. He is prudent and proper. He's been here since he was a child. It's just that I'm not in good health recently, coughing up blood, and I don't think there's much time left. He just turned eighteen this year, and there will be many pairs of eyes staring at him. Sang Yi can use it, he is very sensible, obedient, and capable, so I hope he can share some of the burden for Bai Yi, and don't let Bai Yi become the target of public criticism."

"He will be the best knife in the hands of the young city lord." His master smiled, "It's the same as what I have done to the Xie family over the years. I always have to get used to it. It's just that child... I always feel that it's a pity Yes, he's a good boy."

"I know, there is no other way right now."

Sang Yi stood on the spot and listened for a while, and after the two of them left, she went back the same way and continued to sleep with him.

The next day, the scouts came to report that the besieged enemy army finally couldn't hold back and retreated frantically from the gap. The army wanted to chase up, Xie Yue immediately brought the elite troops over.However, what I didn't expect was that the scouts believed the spies' words, and the information was wrong. A group of people led by Xie Yue encountered an ambush on the road. When the response was withdrawn, Xie Yue was already seriously injured and unconscious. up.

The battle was not over yet, but the coach lost his mobility first, and panicked for a while.Ladies and gentlemen, Jiang Ling stayed outside the tent all night, and at dawn, it was none other than Sang Yi, who was not tall and had a low voice.

His voice was cold and clear: "The commander sacrificed, sent a letter to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang military camps, there is no need to report the matter, and asked the young city master to rush back to Jiangling immediately. The army blocked the news, those who spread the violations will be executed, those who shake people's hearts will be executed, and those who have lost their willpower will be killed." Discussion on military law. There must be a shortage of encircled divisions. Now the enemy army breaks through the encirclement to the west, which is the canyon area. They sent people to guard the valley mouth and set fire to the mountain. In the future, cut off their grain roads and cut off the water transportation routes. Within five days, the enemy troops will surely drop."

He was dressed in silver armor, worn out, with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood that couldn't be washed off.A person of fourteen or fifteen years old is fearless in the face of many questioning and surprised eyes. He has not thought of Xie Yuan for a long time, but at that moment, he remembered the appearance of Xie Yuan in a trance, and he was also at this age. The grown-ups tidied up obediently.

What his elder brother Yuan taught him has never faded away.Even though three years have passed, they have missed each other's rapid growth. They couldn't see a person grow from an 11-year-old Xiaodouding to a fourteen-year-old boy who can take charge of the army, and they couldn't see a boy with a little bit of dandyism back then. The innocent future city lord honed himself step by step to become calmer and sharper.

In five days, the enemy surrendered.Xie Yue's body was sent back to Jiangling, and Xie Yuan also arrived there at the same time.Sang Yi first went back one day, brought Xie Yue's suicide note, and took over everything in the Xie family with an absolutely unquestionable attitude, and dealt with a large group of Xie's relatives who were making trouble. People are timid.He cleared away all obstacles that might affect the succession of the new and old city lords, but no one knows whether he is clearing away for Xie Yuan——

Still cleaning for himself.

Xie Yue's will is in his hands, and Xie Yue's last battle that Xie Yue failed to complete was led by him to victory. In the past few years, people in Jiangling have made no secret of how much they value him.

Back then, the roles were reversed, Xie Yuan Zangfeng, Sang Yi became the arrogant and domineering one.Jiangling City had never been so quiet, and Xie Mansion had never been so dignified.When it was almost dawn, Sang Yi led the family and stood in front of the courtyard, staring at the door without saying a word.Until the sound of horseshoes came - Xie Yuan arrived alone, with light clothes.It was a blood-sweat horse, galloping wildly, with a crisp neighing sound. Its master remained as powerful as before, with a little less childishness and frivolity of a teenager, and a little more calmness and terrifying patience of an adult.This kind of patience comes with preparation, and in the eyes of others, it is more like a silent warning.

The eyes of the two men met.The eyebrows and eyes of the person on the horse are more straight and sharp than before, showing a bit of arrogance, the aggressiveness and majesty of the whole body are well contained, and there is even a gentle smile in the eyes.The one standing in the courtyard showed a dazed expression, as if he couldn't recognize him—he himself had changed, growing taller, with the well-proportioned and firm texture of a young man, and he was no longer as thin as before. Baba's one.Xie Yuan dismounted, ignoring the sight of others and the tense atmosphere, he stretched out his hand and hugged the person in front of him forcefully.The warm body is touching, just like every night when they hugged each other and fell asleep three years ago.

Sang Yi raised her eyes to look at him, and after a while, called his name: "...Brother Yuan."

At this moment, Xie Yuan's heart jumped suddenly—the person in front of him overlapped with Xiao Douding three years ago, and the strange touch of the young man's body came up along his arms, as if when he raised his head, the little Douding he picked up in the snow that year The guy has passed his green years and has grown into a half-adult.Warm, soft, with the aroma of acacia, this breath engulfed him at this moment, and even the whole person was lifted by the inexplicable throbbing of the heart, making it difficult to move.

Xie Yuan didn't speak, Sang Yi quickly left his embrace, followed behind him, and softly told him about the important and miscellaneous things in Xie's family these days. Both of them walked like the wind, clearly three years They just met again later, but the two of them were completely in tune. From ideas to methods, Sang Yi showed complete obedience and support.Together with the series of actions before, it seemed that it was even planned, and the tense and depressive atmosphere before seemed to be just for others to see.

In the afternoon, after Xie Yuan was busy with a lot of troubled things, he finally had time to stop and said to Sang Yi: "You have grown taller." His voice was low, and no emotion could be heard.

Sang Yi didn't know how to answer the words, so she rolled her eyes.

They both felt that there was something strange about each other. At night, the two of them entered the same room—when Xie Yuan was there before, Sang Yi lived here with him. After Xie Yuan left, Sang Yi didn’t feel that anything was wrong. live here.For the current unexpected situation, Sang Yi made preparations in advance - he moved a small couch and put it behind the screen, so that he could serve Xie Yuan's daily life without embarrassing each other.

The first night was peaceful and peaceful, they were all very tired, they fell down when they touched the bed, and they still couldn't say a few words.

In the next few days, Shaodi Duoqing's memorial came down, attracting more people to visit immediately, some with malicious intentions, some with covetous eyes, both of them were prepared for this situation, but they were able to handle it, it was just a matter of socializing. A few drinks are inevitable.Sang Yi's drinking capacity was very light, and she became drunk after a few sips, but nothing could be seen on her face.He calmly followed Xie Yuan into the room, dressed Xie Yuan calmly, took a shower, and then he forgot that he should sleep on the small couch he moved, and rolled into bed after Xie Yuan.

The little thing closed its eyes and fell asleep directly.

Xie Yuan looked at him for a while, then gently covered him with the quilt.Now there are only the two of them left in the mansion, he didn't care about the rules before, and he doesn't care much now.The taller and grown-up Sang Yi made him not used to seeing him once, but at the second and third time, he became the little brother he loved on the tip of his heart when he was a child.In the middle of the night, Sang Yi was half asleep, and rolled into his arms just like when she was a child, Xie Yuan didn't care, stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his back, and then fell asleep.

However, he had a dream. In the dream, he hugged someone like this, and disappeared with his arms around his clothes. His body was so hot that he almost burned.Beneath him was the gentle body of a young man, and those clear eyes were also stained by pornography at this moment, showing a faint redness, which was almost impossible to extricate oneself from.The soft and soft voice came from his ears, still with the ending suppressed, bringing out the sweetness of Wu Nong's soft words, those three words——

"Brother Yuan."

Xie Yuan opened his eyes and found that his body was wet and sticky.

He hasn't seen this kind of embarrassment that only a little furry boy would have in many years.He rubbed his temples, his consciousness was still a little fluctuating, but he heard another voice next to his ear: "Brother Yuan."

This time it's real.Sang Yi didn't know when she got up—or she realized that she slept in the wrong place in the middle of the night, and ran back without anyone noticing.Xie Yuanqi put on his robe and glanced at him.

Sang Yi thought he had something to tell, so she waited obediently, but waited and waited but nothing came, Xie Yuan suddenly couldn't say his nickname to him in the past, and after a long while, he spoke in a low voice, without asking him to do anything It's just that since I got home, I called him for the first time.

He said, "Xiao Sang."