I.I hope this hate will not last forever...

101. Extra Story

The so-called arbor without a permanent banquet, only together there will be separation, not to mention the separation that has been met a long time ago... The red sunset glow dyed half of the sky red, and the round red sun, in a layer of mist, Slowly walking down the horizon, the back door of Prince De's Mansion, an unremarkable carriage, and a very ordinary coachman, these are not arranged by Situ Yi, did Yuan Tian go out to look for them when Situ Yi was talking with An Yangheng? , this coachman is one of Anyang Heng's subordinates, Mu Song, who has been waiting in the capital for a long time.

Anyang Heng walked out of the door dressed in white, with a white fur on his body. After being ill for a month and a half, Anyang's body became thinner and thinner, and the inside of his coat was empty. It seems to be able to hang down.Yuan Tian followed behind Situ Yi, both of them were empty-handed, they didn't have anything when they came, and naturally they didn't take anything with them when they left.

During the time they lived in the palace, An Yangheng and Yuan Tian always wore Situ Yi's clothes because the three of them were similar in shape. As a prince, Situ Yi still had a lot of new clothes.

Yuan Tian watched Anyang Heng almost trip over when he stepped through the door, hurriedly walked to Anyang Heng's side, stretched out his hand to hold Anyang Heng's arm, "How about you, do you want me to carry you into the car!"

An Yangheng shook his head and pulled his hand out of Yuan Tian's arms.Anyang Heng's temper was stubborn, Yuan Tian had nothing to do with him, he sighed and could only follow Situ Yi closely to prevent Anyang Heng from falling and getting hurt.

From the back door to the carriage, the distance was about ten meters, less than twenty steps, but Anyang Heng's clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing that he came to the side of the carriage, the poison on his body had not been cured, and An Yangheng's body was weak. He vomited so much just now, and his body was very weak. He was holding on to the shaft of the carriage, and was about to climb onto the carriage. But his eyes were dark, and he fell backwards, and fell straight into Yuan Tian's arms.

"Heng..." Yuan Tian leaned against Anyang Heng's ear and whispered, but Anyang Heng didn't respond, Yuan Tian hurriedly carried the man into the car, pressed the tiger's mouth and then pinched him, finally waking Anyang Heng up.

"You finally woke up. You don't feel well. Let's not go out of the city today. Go to some courtyard in the city to rest overnight."

"No need, the capital is still a place of right and wrong, it's better to leave early." Anyang Heng said listlessly.

"That's fine," Yuan Tian saw that Situ Yi had made up his mind to go, so he stopped talking and helped Anyang Heng lean into the carriage, "The carriage was not ready long ago, the time is too late, so we can only stay in the carriage. Spread a few quilts, and change the carriage after leaving the city, I have already asked someone to prepare the best one, and I promise not to wrong him." Yuan Tian touched Anyang's lower abdomen as he said.

Anyang Heng twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Yuan Tian took a blanket and covered An Yangheng's body. Because the carriage was small, Yuan Tian did not accompany Anyang Heng in the carriage.

With a yell, the carriage shook and started to move forward. Anyang Heng stretched out his hand and opened the curtain of the carriage window, looking at the walls, streets, vegetation, and everything in sight, but Not seeing that person alone, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Situ Yi didn't go out to see them off, he knew this a long time ago, but now sitting in the carriage and pulling the curtain to see that person, Anyang Heng really felt bad.

An Yangheng withdrew his hand and the curtain of the small window fell, separating the scenery outside the car from both sides, just like in the days to come, he and he will be two separate worlds.

The carriage slowly drove out of sight. Situ Yi, who was standing on the fence behind the carriage, was wearing a long brown body, and the black cloak behind him was blown backward by the wind. He said no, but he just said so. Forget it, he can't control his heart, nor can he control his feet...

Snowflakes fell from the sky. From the first snowflake to the ground, heavy snow like goose feathers fell one after another. A blood mist blocked everything in the distance. Situ Yi sighed, jumped off the wall, and stared at Mengmeng. The snowy mist seemed to be walking towards him, his head was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and he became much older all of a sudden...

Nine months later, winter in the north came much earlier than in the capital, and autumn came earlier. It was only the beginning of September, and the leaves were all withered and yellow. Tian hugged Yuan Qian who had just made a sound, and was overjoyed. "Heng, this little guy looks more like you than Zhuo Er, that's great, that's great."

"You like it?" An Yangheng looked at Yuan Tian's happy face, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised an arc, but he still couldn't stop his fatigue.

"Of course I like it. As long as it was born by you, I like it. How can I not like this child's appearance?" Yuan Tian put the child next to Anyang Heng, and let Anyang Heng look at the child's appearance, "Look, Does it look very much like you?"

An Yangheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "This child has stayed in my stomach for more than a month, it is really fatter than Qian'er when he was born, and the skin is not as wrinkled as Zhuo'er."

"Yeah, it's different from normal full-term children." Yuan Tian stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. He looked at Anyang Heng's skinny cheeks and said with distress: "Your poisoning this time is a If the foundation is damaged, if it wasn't for Amu's (medical fairy)'s superb medical skills and resorting to all kinds of methods, you and the child would probably die."

"It's thanks to Amu, think about the gift we gave him, and thank him well."

"Thank you, this child has a predestined relationship with Amu, why not let him recognize Amu as his master, so that he can learn medical skills and be a companion for Amu."

"Okay, it's safe to let the child follow Amu."

"What name do you want to name this kid?" Yuan Tian looked down at the little guy in the swaddle. His round, dark eyes were somewhat similar to Situ Yi's, and they were so energetic. He sighed in his heart. Who's son is like who.

"I don't know, can you help me think about it?"

"Let me help you think, well, he is so like you, he must be a modest gentleman when he grows up, why not call him Yuanqian."

"Well, Yuan Qian, not bad!" An Yangheng turned his head and looked at the little thing in the swaddling baby. Bearing the birthmark of his identity, Anyang Heng felt inexplicably sad, and he missed that person more and more...

Situ Yi, who was tasting tea in the capital city thousands of miles away, seemed to feel something, stood up from the chair, walked to the bed, looked at the white hibiscus budding in the yard, his eyes were full of love for someone miss...

Four years later, in the fifth year of Jin Yuan, the mansion of the Anyang family was attacked, the young master was seriously injured, and he lost his sight half a year later. Died of illness, the eldest son Anyang Yuanzhuo was in charge.

The letter of Anyang Heng's death reached the capital on the second day after Anyang Heng's death. Prince De left everything on the same day and came to Lingnan City, the main residence of Anyang's family. During the four-day journey, Situ Yi ran to death and spent four horses. I arrived in a day and two nights but still didn't catch up to see Anyang Heng for the last time. He only saw the coffin being sent into the mausoleum. Situ Yi looked at the heartbreaking Anyang Yuanzhuo who was rolling in front of the tombstone crying, and felt that his body was alive. Cold, the blood seemed to have froze, and there was a buzzing in his head. He stood upright from daytime to nightfall, and fell straight to the ground.

Situ Yi was carried into the carriage by his entourage. On a hill not far away, two people stood side by side watching this scene. One had no expression on his face, and the other had his head down, unable to see his emotions clearly.

"You knew he would come?" An Yangheng stared fixedly at the horse team that was getting farther and farther away, his tone was indifferent, and he couldn't tell what emotion it was. "Compare your heart to your heart. If it was me, I would come back, so I will take you here and wait. I know you miss him."

"Ah..." Anyang Heng sighed and turned around, "Let's go, I've seen enough..."

Yuan Tian turned around following Anyang Heng, looked at Anyang Heng's back, and sighed silently.The head of the Anyang family passed away, and the world was in an uproar. Most of them felt sorry for Anyang Heng's untimely death. No one knew that King De in the imperial city almost chased Anyang Heng. Let that person heal without treatment...

In the 11th year of Jin and Yuan Dynasties, the second youngest of the Anyang family joined the army for three years and became a deputy general.Prince De was always in trouble with Anyang Yuantuo in the court. Although he was in his thirties, he still believed that his elder brother had not changed. , but to protect him, An Yangheng knew all this, but he didn't expect Situ Yi to fall into someone else's trap in the end, and Yuan Zhuo and Yuan Tuo narrowly escaped death.

In the imperial garden, Anyang Heng sat there sleeping soundly, Situ Yi and Yuan Tian didn't dare to disturb them, and the children all left the table after eating, leaving the beautiful scenery of this good day to the three elderly people.An Yangheng came back to his senses from the past, stretched his stiff neck, glanced at the bottom of the table, only to find that his son and grandson were gone, and asked, "Where are they?"

"After eating, let's play." Situ Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You fell asleep just now, how did you sleep, did you dream?"

"I slept well, I dreamed about some past events." The corners of Anyang Heng's mouth were raised, but his voice was limp and lifeless.Looking at Anyang Heng's expression, Yuan Tian and Situ Yi knew that Anyang Heng's dream must be something bad.

Yuan Tian's eyes rolled around and he thought from his heart, "Situ Yi, Heng must have remembered those things when you were young.

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