The Drunkenness of the White Fox Lying in the Arms of Two Kings

Wan Yanrui quickly finished playing this set of sword techniques. Although he is not tall, every move and style is proficient, without a trace of youthful feeling.

"Father, how is my son's swordsmanship?" Rui'er asked standing beside Wanyan Jing, with a trace of sweat hanging from his forehead.

The corner of Wan Yanjing's mouth tugged slightly, and with a slight smile, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over, saying: "My son's swordsmanship has really improved."

"Thank you for your compliment." Rui'er bowed and said, sitting on the stone bench next to Wanyan Jing's gesture, and said: "Since the father came back, he has been depressed, and... Uncle Huang doesn't know Where did you go."

Wan Yanjing shook the hand holding the teacup, then continued to put the slightly bitter Dragon Well into her mouth, and said, "Rui'er, Father, I want to ask you something."

"Father, please tell me." Rui'er frowned slightly, and for some reason the expression on Father's face became so dignified.

"Do you like your...mother?" Wanyan Jing's eyes showed a trace of helplessness, a trace of grief and indignation, more of a sadness.

Wanyan Rui didn't expect his father to ask such a question, so he blinked and said, "I... don't like mother... mother doesn't like me at all, why should I like him!" Sideways, the small pursed mouth indicated that he didn't think so, maybe it was longing for too long, little by little turning the longing into hatred.

Wan Yanjing touched the top of Yan Rui's head, and said: "Father only likes your mother in his life, so Father hopes that you like him too...no matter what he has done..." Wanyan Jing's eyes showed A touch of tenderness.

"Father is the emperor, why don't you take mother back!" Rui'er said with her little neck raised, with a youthful look on her face.

Wan Yanjing was taken aback when she heard her son's words, then laughed loudly, hugged Rui'er on her knees, and said with a big laugh: "Haha, you are indeed my son, you really follow my temperament."

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Rui'er's mouth, she pulled the clothes on Wanyan Jing's chest, and said, "Father hasn't answered Rui'er yet."

"Father, why don't you think about it, but this is not a long-term solution after all. Father can't pay for the lives of Xiliang soldiers because of his own selfishness. Father has already missed it once, and he can't continue to make mistakes." Without antidote, he said silently. Sighing, he said: "We prairie people only know that we want to grab what we like, but some things are still not yours even if we grab them..." Wan Yanjing said looking at the distant scenery.

Rui'er couldn't understand what her father said, so she could only blink and lean into her father's arms, and said, "Rui'er doesn't want my father to be unhappy."

"En." Wanyan Jing responded, seeing the red sunset slowly set over the palace wall.

at night

Just after Wan Yanjing approved the documents, she saw her eunuch rushing in, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the guard outside the city gate sent this thing just now, please take a look."

After speaking, he raised the dagger and the letter in front of Wan Yanjing.

When Wanyanjing saw the familiar dagger, her heart skipped a beat and she loved it. Isn't this the dagger left by Yuhu's side?How could it appear here?

Wan Yanjing opened the letter, and the handwriting on it was indeed Yuhu's handwriting, but Yuhu asked her to go to the Surabaya Pavilion on the outskirts of the city.

Wan Yanjing touched the letter in her hand, her brother became what he is now because of a letter from Yuhu, why did she go to see him?Could it be that he wanted to kill him to vent his anger? Hehe...that's ridiculous. I'm afraid he wouldn't do it even if he put a knife in his hand. Sometimes he really thinks he's a coward.

Wanyanjing found his brother who had fallen off the cliff. Wanyanlan was still unconscious because of his serious injuries. He had to lie to everyone that his brother had not returned from the border, but whenever he went to visit his brother, he would be punished. The deep self-blame made him unable to breathe, and made him want to shout but he had nowhere to vent.

Wan Yanjing leaned on the back of the chair and took a deep breath. He had been entangled with Yuhu for so long, it was time for him to understand, he just felt so tired...

three days later

Today's wind is very strong, and the wind on the grassland is like a knife, blowing everyone's face dry and sore.

Today's Wanyan Jing is not wearing gorgeous clothes, but a light blue robe without any decorations on the neck, not like Xiliang's profuse sweat, but more like a hunting prairie man.

Wan Yanjing came to Rui'er's study early, Rui'er was quite happy to see her father sitting on a chair waiting for her as soon as she came in.

"Why did the father come to see Erchen today, and come so early?" Rui Er said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I got up early today, so I wanted to come and see you." Wan Yanjing said casually flipping through the book at hand.

"Father, do you want to ask me about my homework?" Rui'er raised her face and said, "I have only read more than half of this book. If Father asks the rest, I won't." Sticking out her tongue, she didn't notice that Wanyan Jing's clothes were so plain today.

"Rui'er..." Wan Yanjing hugged Rui'er onto her lap, and said, "If Rui'er wants to be the emperor in the future, don't say anything. If that day comes, if you don't want to sit in the emperor's seat, just Just hand this over to those ministers." After Wan Yanjing finished speaking, he asked someone to present a sandalwood box with a delicate lock on it.

"What's inside?" Rui'er said while playing with the small box.

"This is something that can make Rui'er not be the emperor." After finishing speaking, Wan Yanjing patted Rui'er's head and said, "Your mother said that she doesn't like us to shave women, if you go to see him in the future , Let's grow your hair."

Rui'er raised her smiling face, and picked out a small peach on her head, with braids shaved separately on both sides, which looked like a prairie bun.He once asked his father why he didn't shave his mother for so many years, but his father always kept silent. He didn't expect it to be because of a word from his mother... His father really loves his mother, but the more he is like this... The more he hated the mother who saved him, why did he make his father suffer so much, why did he make himself hate him so much.

Wan Yanjing exchanged a few words with his son and walked out of the palace. Looking at the background of his father, Rui'er felt that the box was so heavy and cool, which made his heart also turn cold.

"Father...you want to come back..." Rui'er dropped the box in his hand on the ground, and pulled the door frame with one hand. Rui'er didn't know why, but felt that his heart was so uncomfortable and his nose was sore.

Surabaya Pavilion

The Surabaya Pavilion was originally a place for businessmen to rest in their leisure time. Later, a small inn was built next to the pavilion, which is also convenient for people.

At this time, there was no one in the inn, the entire inn had been taken over by Yuhu, and Chi Ying was the only attendant beside him.

"My lord, I will hide behind the screen for a while, there is a drug in this wine, as long as Wan Yanjing falls for it, I will come out and solve it." Chi Ying bowed his head beside him and said.

"Understood." Yuhu's eyes looked forward, without any expression in his eyes, just when Chiying was about to turn around, he suddenly said, "Go and borrow a pen and paper from the store for me."

"My lord, if you want to write something, why don't you go back and write again." Chi Ying said with a slight frown.

"No, you just borrow it." Yuhu said coldly.

"Yes." Seeing Yuhu's resolute attitude, Chi Ying took the pen and paper, put it aside, and said, "What orders does the lord have?"

"No more, you can go." Yuhu waved his hands, not looking at Chi Ying's face from the beginning to the end.

Chiying turned around and hid behind the screen, while Yuhu just laid out the pen and paper, carefully pressed it down with a paperweight, then went to the window and opened the window, the grass outside and the sky are connected in the distance, it is really very beautiful It is beautiful, but those who appreciate it at this time have no such heart.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and Yuhu looked out the window with his hands behind his back, but he also knew that he had come.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Wan Yanjing saw Yuhu standing by the window at a glance. The red dress was hanging behind him, which really made people unable to take their eyes off, like a burning fire, but this Huo's eyes were no longer as lively as before.

"You're here." Yuhu turned around and said in a soft voice, as if greeting an old friend.

"En." Wanyan Jing replied lightly, then walked in, closing the wooden door behind her.

Yuhu closed the window, sat on the chair and stool, and said, "Sit down."

Wan Yanjing sat on the stool, looked at the table of wine and food in front of her, and said, "You didn't ask me to come here just for dinner, did you?"

Yuhu suddenly laughed, and said: "It's a good thing you can talk to me so calmly, shouldn't you just hit me face-to-face?"

Wan Yanjing didn't respond, she lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment, then said: "This knife is a good one, but it will take a lifetime to regret it, it's not worth it..."

Yuhu looked deeply at Wanyan Jing, blinked and closed his eyes, and said: "Hehe, what is the value of a monster like me? You are the real dragon emperor, and I am a mountain monster, how can you be the same day?" And Yu, if you kill it, you will be quiet."

"Maybe." Wan Yanjing clenched and loosened his fist, grabbed the flagon beside the table and wanted to drink, but was held down by Yuhu, and said: "I want to write the first word first, help me grind the ink .”

"Okay... as long as you say... I will agree." After finishing speaking, Wan Yanjing added some water to the inkstone, and then began to grind ink.

Yuhu stood up, dabbed some ink, and said, "I haven't been able to read a word for 1000 years, but I'm at ease. Now I know it, but it only adds so many troubles. Now I think it's better not to know... ..."

Wan Yanjing didn't reply, just quietly watched Yuhu write the lyrics, Yuhu put one hand on her sleeve and wrote:

The past is never over.

Inheriting your promise and making an appointment with Prime Minister Bai,

The boy on Moshang is frivolous,

Lin Xianglu climbed to the palace,

Songs and poems are composed for love,

The pen falls and the two hearts know each other.

Entering the court, drunk in neon clothes,

The terraces, dances and pavilions compete with each other,

In the dream, the age is vaguely good,

Don't miss each other through the years,

Temporarily borrow a pen and paper to ask how it is, and after returning home, I will pay for the warmth and comfort of my hometown...

After Yuhu finished writing this poem, he threw away the brush in his hand and said to himself: "Did I really come to the wrong place in this world..."