I actually knocked King Yan and my CP!

Di this point.

That alone is enough to convince people.

Or maybe it was because the first impression of him was so deep that He Yuxuan still had great faith in King Yan... at least he was looking forward to King Yan's success.

Dao Yan looked at He Yuxuan with a smile, and said softly, "Zixu seems a little... confused tonight?"

He Yuxuan smiled lazily, not caring about his own image, "Are you trying to enlighten me?"

Dao Yan shrugged and said lightly: "I can't enlighten anyone, and I can't enlighten anyone."

He Yuxuan nodded, and said in a low tone, "No one can empathize with you." After all, no one can understand He Yuxuan's complicated emotions now, not even someone as witty as Dao Yan.

He Yuxuan leaned against the tree trunk, lazily looking at the bright moonlight, and a low and soft melody sneaked out vaguely.

"...The evening clouds gather, and the pale sky is a piece of glass. The rotten silver plate comes from the bottom of the sea, and the color is thousands of miles away. Yingwuchen, Su'e stands quietly, can be counted quietly, and the osmanthus is uneven. The jade dew is zero, and the golden wind is not yet Lin, there is never such a good time in a year. Sitting in the open for a long time, when the fireflies are scattered, the black magpies are flying south. Yaotai is cold, and the railings are warm, and it is too late to get down..."

Dao Yan listened carefully, and what He Yuxuan was humming was Chao Duanli's "Mallard Duck: Yongyue", which was very outstanding.

"After thinking of the beautiful woman and the sound of the dust, you should understand the lovesickness. The most caring, the leaking voice is eternal, the heart is dark, and the shadow of the flower is moving. It is expected that the night will come, the clear light will not diminish, and the weather will be cloudy and sunny. Together. Love, Now after the farewell, it is still every other year. People are strong, respectful and simple, long-term wishes to accompany each other..."

He Yuxuan licked his lips.

He suddenly wanted to drink.

Dao Yan said quietly: "It turns out that Zixu already has a sweetheart."

He Yuxuan looked up at the old fox Daoyan in disbelief, "Where did you come from?" He doesn't even have a target for a sweetheart!

Dao Yan happily nodded at He Yuxuan, "Could it be that he likes it without knowing it? I heard it from your voice."

The emotion expressed by the temperament will not deceive people.

Following Dao Yan's words, He Yuxuan clearly felt that the effect of the synesthesia buff was fading.

At the last moment before disappearing, He Yuxuan felt his heart soften for some reason, it was an unusually soft touch, like a feather.

……

In the moonlit camp, Zhu Di was playing with a letter in his hand.Under the quiet moonlight, the languid gentleness perched between his brows is so clear.

Beiping, Prince Yan's Mansion.

He Yuxuan raised his hand to protect his heart.

The last vestiges of that were gone.

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Zixu, you can quickly admit it.