Looking at the mountains and rivers

"Loran, why hasn't Wei Changxuan come back yet?" Yang Yan asked softly with his eyes open.

Lorraine touched his forehead: "Don't worry, he should be back later."

Yang Yan looked sad and said: "Will he leave, like Tuoba?"

"Tuoba has his own things to do. Didn't the little brother surnamed Wei say that he will accompany you." Luo Lan kissed his smooth forehead lightly, "He doesn't seem like a liar .”

Soothed by the warm kiss, Yang Yan said softly, "Loran, you really look like my grandma."

In fact, Yang Yan had never met his mother at all. Luo Lan sighed and smiled: "Your mother is the noble daughter of our Donghu. According to legend, she was the daughter given to the Tuoba family by the gods. Before she was married, she was It was prophesied that her son would become the master of the world in the future."

"I'm sorry, Luo Lan," Yang Yan said suddenly, "I'm so useless, I don't deserve to be her son."

Lorraine looked at him in surprise, but saw a faint sparkle rolling in his clear eyes.

The silent night was broken by several reckless knocks on the door, Luo Lan patted Yang Yan's hand: "I'll go out and have a look."

In the lower room in the courtyard, a maid hastily put on her clothes and went to open the door. Unexpectedly, a man covered in blood fell in from the door. She was so startled that she almost screamed. Lorraine reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you panicking about? Hurry up and get the medicine box."

Wei Changxuan didn't go into the house, and lay down on the porch. His whole body was in severe pain. When the wound was wiped and the medicine was applied, he almost gritted his teeth, but he still didn't make a sound.

"It's really tough." Lorraine nodded appreciatively, "He looks like a good boy from our Donghu."

Wei Changxuan forced a smile and thumped his chest: "Aunt Luolan, we in the Central Plains also have good men."

His blood-stained face was still very handsome, and the way he smiled made Lorraine feel inexplicably familiar.

"Is the young master asleep?" Wei Changxuan asked in a low voice.

Lorraine shook her head lightly: "He was still waiting for you just now." She raised her eyes and looked out of the courtyard, "There are a lot of people in the servants, it's not convenient for you to go back to sleep now, and you've been in the young master's room these few days sleep in."

The floor of Yang Yan's room was covered with thick brocade carpets, and there was a ground dragon. It was naturally much more comfortable than the servant's room, but Wei Changxuan scratched his head: "I don't want to scare him."

After cleaning up the blood on his body and changing his clothes, Wei Changxuan walked into the house lightly.Through the screen beside the bed, Yang Yan could be seen lying there quietly, seemingly asleep.He breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the low couch in the corner, but suddenly he heard Yang Yan say, "Wei Changxuan, are you back?"

"Yes." He hurriedly replied, got up and looked around the bed, only to see that Yang Yan had already half sat up.

"Come here." Yang Yan patted the side of the bed lightly.

Wei Changxuan had no choice but to crawl over cautiously, leaning against the edge of his bed, and whispered, "Young master, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Yang Yan looked in his direction without blinking. For a moment, Wei Changxuan almost had the illusion that he could see himself. He waved his hand twice in front of Yang Yan: "Young master?"

"Did you go fight someone?"

After hearing this question, Wei Changxuan thought he was going to blame himself, and was thinking about how to deal with it, but saw Yang Yan leaning over to him, hesitantly said: "Are you injured? The smell of blood."

Wei Changxuan hurriedly shrank back, and forced a smile: "It's okay, they didn't get any advantage." He rubbed against the wound while moving, and couldn't help but let out a low hiss.

Yang Yan frowned, and said in a low voice, "Is it from the second brother and the third brother?"

Wei Changxuan noticed that there was worry on his little face, and he couldn't bear it, so he reached out and touched his hand: "Don't worry, although there are many of them, I'm not afraid of them." He lowered his voice, Facing Yang Yan's pale face, he said, "I know that the second and third sons have bullied you in the past, but with me in the future, I will protect you."

After Wei Changxuan met Yang Yan, he did not know how many times he said "I will be with you in the future".He was just an ordinary young man before, who almost fell into the quagmire of fate and couldn't get out, but when facing this young man, he seemed to have become a great hero who can defeat everything in the world.He always felt that this blind boy was like a grass swaying in the wind, and he could only protect him with his own hands so that he would not wander around and be scattered in the sky.

Yang Yan lay on the edge of the bed, listening to him quietly, and then said softly: "Wei Changxuan, when there is no one else, you can call me Ye Xi."

Wei Changxuan was startled, and finally smiled softly: "Yexi."

Yang Yan also laughed, his face was always a little pale, and only when he smiled would he show a vivid color.

"What does Yexi mean in Hu language?" Wei Changxuan asked curiously. He guessed that the names of the sons of King Mu were probably eagles, tigers and the like.

Yang Yan lowered his eyes and said softly: "It means the little lamb, Luo Lan said, it was my mother who started it." He turned over, moved out of the bed, and motioned Wei Changxuan to come up, "I'll tell you Tell me about my mother?"

Wei Changxuan hesitated for a moment, then lay down next to him, nodded and said, "Okay." Yang Yan usually doesn't talk much, and there are many times when he doesn't understand what the child is thinking.

"Grandmother's name is Tuobajing. Her family is very honorable in Donghu. It is said that when she married her father, it was very grand. People from the whole Jian'an city came to watch the ceremony. Before I was born, my grandfather brought the sea of ​​the extreme east. It is said that the pearl is as big as a goose egg, and it shines brightly in the room." Yang Yan's eyelashes trembled, and said in a low voice, "Later, on the day I was born, my father smashed it with his own hands..."

Wei Changxuan's heart trembled slightly.

"Father must be very disappointed. I was born blind. I can't see or do anything." Yang Yan looked blankly at the top of his head. After seeing me, I didn’t have my own name for several months after I was born. After my mother found out about this, she asked Lorraine to hug me to her and gave me a nickname, Yexi. She said she hoped that I would be like Grow up happily like a little lamb..."

"Not long after that, Grandma died, and I was left with only Luolan and Tuoba." He whispered, "I know that my brothers don't like me, and my father also hates me. Tuoba has already left Yes, Lorraine will leave in the future, and I will be the only one left in the end."

Wei Changxuan finally understood why Yang Yan asked himself if he would stay by his side when they first met. Although he is the son of King Mu, he will always be in the boundless darkness, and he does not know how lonely he is.

"Yexi, I will always be by your side and will not leave you alone." He couldn't help but patted Yang Yan's head, this is something a companion should never do to a master.

Yang Yan was caressed by him quietly. He pulled Wei Changxuan's sleeve and asked softly, "What are your parents like?"

"I don't have parents." Wei Changxuan said in a low voice. "I was picked up by my adoptive father. He said he picked me up in a ruined temple in the suburbs of Beijing."

Yang Yan looked a little surprised, and didn't speak in a daze.

"However, my adoptive father is also very kind to me. He is a servant in the palace, so he can't take me with him, so he hired someone outside the palace to look after me." Wei Changxuan thought of the past, and unconsciously appeared on his lips. With a smile, "When he can go out of the palace during the holidays, he will always bring me a lot of food from the palace. Sometimes I think he hasn't seen me for a long time, so I pretend to be angry, ah Dad would hold me on his lap and amuse me with all kinds of novelties."

"That's great..." Yang Yan sighed softly, and then asked, "Then why did you go to the Imperial Army again?"

Wei Changxuan scratched his head: "At first, my adoptive father wanted me to study, but I couldn't read well. He was afraid that I would become an idle waste in the future, so he entrusted someone to send me to Shenwuwei. Actually, Shenwu Wei sounds very majestic, and there are also some incompetent aristocratic children, and every day besides training is fighting, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Yang Yan listened in a daze, and nodded slightly: "No wonder you fight so hard."

Wei Changxuan smiled and wanted to talk, but there was a drumming sound outside, and he realized that it was past the third watch, so he hurriedly said, "It's late, go to sleep."

Yang Yan nodded obediently, lay next to him on the couch, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The lingering winter is coming to an end soon, and one month after the Lantern Festival, it will be the Flower Festival.

There is a saying that "Baihua's birthday is a good day, and it is not halfway to the spring of the flower dynasty."

On February [-]th, Emperor Yong'an issued a decree to set up a royal banquet in Yilan Garden. All officials and nobles with a rank of three or more can bring their families and children into the palace to attend the banquet.Naturally, Prince Mu's Mansion also received this bright yellow invitation. Yang Ye was busy summoning the two Jiedu envoys of Anyang and Hexi, so he had no time to attend to him.However, the young masters in the mansion were full of enthusiasm, and ordered people to prepare their chariots and horses early on, and went to this elegant banquet in a mighty manner.

The trees in the Yilan Garden have been decorated by the palace people with five-color silk ribbons and colored papers, and suddenly they look like a hundred flowers blooming, bright and beautiful.

Most of the nobles and ministers had female relatives in their homes, and they all surrounded the barriers with silk and satin of various colors, and the floor was covered with soft felts, and they sat on the ground.Among the Yilan Gardens, Lanhe Pool has the best view, and along the edge of the pool is the resting place for the princes of Prince Mu's Mansion.Yang Cong and Yang Jue took the middle seat, Yang Yan was afraid of the cold, so he only hid in a corner, and the servants put up a brocade blanket beside him to keep out the wind.The second and third sons were followed by beautiful maidservants like clouds, and the fourth son Yang Yan was surrounded by a young man with a cold expression. The young man was tall and handsome, but he was serious and unsmiling. He only talked with Yang Yan. When Yan spoke, his expression moved slightly.

In order to meet the occasion, the first desserts presented by the palace people were flower cakes, with various kinds of crabapple, peony, and hibiscus.Emperor Yong'an ordered the actors in the palace to play silk and bamboo, and the sound of silk and bamboo was transmitted across the water, making it even more elegant. While drinking and talking and laughing, everyone listened to the fairy music, and they felt a little ecstatic.

It was the first time for Wei Changxuan to participate in this kind of feast, and at first he looked around curiously, but soon found that Yang Yan beside him looked dull, just sitting at the small table blankly, with a piece of crabapple cake that he had eaten twice in his hand.

He couldn't see the beautiful scenery in the garden, and it didn't matter to him that others were laughing. Wei Changxuan looked around, looking for something to make him happy, but he heard a timid voice behind the barrier next to him: "I kite..."

He raised his eyes and saw that a Jinluan kite painted in gold was hung on a tree. It was a tall pine tree, which was exactly the one Yang Yan was leaning against.

Wei Changxuan stood up, touched the trunk tentatively, and then climbed up lightly.Although the tree is tall, it is easy to climb. He climbed to the top of the tree in twos and threes, took the kite from the branches, and shook it down a few times: "Whose family's kite?"

The people under the tree heard the sound and lifted up the barriers. Just as they saw the boy on the tree, the sunlight from the top of the tree shone down, hitting the slightly raised corners of the boy's mouth, and his black eyes swept lightly. Coming over, it instantly made the faces of the officials and ladies under the tree blush.

When he jumped down the tree with the kite, there was already a pretty maid waiting there, she lowered her face and said softly: "Young master, the kite belongs to my young lady."

Wei Changxuan immediately handed the kite to her. He thought of Yang Yan who was sitting bored, and asked, "Do you have any extra kites in the house? Can you lend me one?"

The servant girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Let me go and ask Miss." After saying that, she took the Jin Luan and went.

After a while, she came out from behind the fence again, holding a wild goose-shaped paper kite in her hand, and handing it to Wei Changxuan with a smile: "Miss said, this is for you, just as a thank you gift."

Wei Changxuan happily took the kite and went to look for Yang Yan. Yang Yan was pulled up from his seat without knowing why, and his shoulders sank. It was Wei Changxuan who put a cloak on him, and then Pushed a spool into his hand.

"Shall we fly a kite?" Wei Changxuan said enthusiastically.

Yang Yan grabbed the spool and said in a daze, "I won't."

"Don't be afraid." Wei Changxuan grabbed the paper kite, "I'll go and fly the kite, just hold the spool."

Yang Yan had no choice but to nod, and then felt that the spool in his hand was rolled by a force, it was probably Wei Changxuan running.The spool rolled faster and faster, and he gripped the thread with some fear, the tight thread almost strangled his fingers.

"The kite is flying." Wei Changxuan returned to him at some point, and he lightly touched the string in Yang Yan's hand, "Do you feel it? The wind is blowing on it, and it will fly. But as long as You hold on to the string so it won't fly away."

Yang Yan nodded, he looked up at the sky he couldn't see, and quietly held the trembling lead wire in his hand.