Chiwuxing

The fourth and fifth chapters - Xue gradually melts and plans to start, the wind keeps blowing and the cup does not stop

The winter snow in the imperial capital gradually stopped, and the first light of the sun came out, and it was time to thaw.

Ni Congwen put aside the reviewed official documents in the study, and said to the people beside him: "Zhier, come in and talk."

The two walked to the resting place in the inner room together.

Ni Congwen took off his outer shirt, obviously already dressed as a writer.

"Father," Ni Chengzhi said, no longer holding up his etiquette, "this time about King Yu's matter, but...was someone instructed?"

He wanted to ask if it was "you" who instructed him, but he paused or changed the word.

"Sit first." Ni Congwen said to him as he sat idly by the side.

Ni Chengzhi sat down with his robe lifted, still full of doubts in his heart.

The situation in the imperial capital has changed. Although King Yu, as the eldest son, has no intention of regent, he has been in charge of the military for several years. Even though the martial arts were demoted by the Yan State, when the border is in turmoil, the slightest rumor will affect the stability of the country's fortune and shake it. The hearts of the world.

"Someone did instigate this matter, but it has nothing to do with being a father." Ni Congwen showed an inscrutable smile, as if he could see his son's inner thoughts at once.

Ni Chengzhi was embarrassed, and before he could speak, he heard his father say: "But at this time you can guess that the death of King Yu was not accidental, it is quite rare. But what you have to consider is, if it was ordered by your father , What good will the death of King Yu do for a father?"

"Perhaps... the military power can be completely transferred?" Ni Chengzhi thought.

Ni Congwen shook his head: "After King Yu's illness, he has little military power, and what he has is just the prestige in the army. Even if the general power is transferred, where will it be transferred? Where is Jia Yun?"

"At least it shakes the previous affairs that the power of military affairs belongs to one person's arbitrary decision. Once it is loosened, it will be much more convenient if you want to continue to go down." Ni Chengzhi was puzzled, "...but since King Yu has no intention of the throne, he is not in the middle of the court. What kind of power threat does it pose, even if it is not beneficial to us, who else can it be? Is it a barbarian army?"

"It is true to say that the barbarian army is the most beneficial, but it is precisely because of this that it can deceive people's eyes and ears. The root cause is that this power is not in the barbarian enemy, but in our court."

Ni Chengzhi asked: "It seems that father already knows who the person who instructed him is?"

"I've identified the person who will fight in Tongcheng." Ni Congwen only said.

"who is it?"

"Joy Season."

Ni Chengzhi thought about the ranks in the army in his mind, and thought of a face that he had accidentally met from a distance. The impression was really vague. He frowned and said, "Isn't Jiao Shiling the deputy general who has fought with King Yu for many years? King Yu is in the army He has always had a very high prestige, and since he has a feeling of fellowship, how could it be done by people around him?"

"No matter how loyal you are, you are still treating others," Ni Congwen disdained. "Once your own interests are involved, everyone can rebel, especially something as irrelevant as loyalty."

Ni Chengzhi knew that his father had a dark thread in the army, so he no longer questioned the truth of this statement, and said, "Who is colluding with him to kill King Yu?"

Ni Congwen turned to say: "Zhi'er, think about it, since the killing of King Yu is not beneficial to anyone, then think from the opposite side, who will be the most disadvantaged?"

"Naturally, it's Jia Yun, Jin Duo and others," Ni Chengzhi said without hesitation, "Those are all dependent on King Yu's military achievements. If King Yu dies, the army will suffer heavy losses, and the strength of the entire army will decline day by day. And this time, Lin Ping, Jia Yun's right-hand man, also went with King Yu. Now Jia Yun is the only eunuch in the army who is serving as a general. Anxiety is about to strike again."

"That's right, my son is smart, at least he didn't say that it was a disaster secretly ordered by the barbarians," Ni Congwen nodded, and said, "So look at the court who resents Jia Yun and wants to put him to death."

If apart from them, Ni Chengzhi can only think of one name, it is almost obvious.He looked at his father slightly in surprise, and said, "Is this an eunuch's internal strife?"

Ni Congwen agrees: "Only people of the same kind can understand each other. If you understand each other deeply, you will know each other's weaknesses, and you can deal a fatal blow to each other."

Ni Chengzhi still hesitated: "If that's the case, why didn't Jiang Hua directly attack Jia Yun, but instead directed towards King Yu? If it was a dark game that had been ambushed long ago, according to Jiang Hua's personality, he shouldn't make a move at this time ..."

Ni Congwen said: "Jiang Hua is a man who can do anything for his own benefit. He can come to me for help, let alone Jia Yun who came out of the palace together. Although I don't understand the collusion between them, I can roughly deduce that there is a rift between the two of them. It must have been born after he was forced to cut power, so Jiang Hua may not have had the intention of silence from the beginning. It is also due to the timing of the attack at this time... If it is not Lin Ping who sent troops with King Yu this time It's Jia Yun, so is there any way for Jia Yun to survive?"

"Jia Yun is also fateful. In the past, His Majesty protected him and King Yu in the army took care of him. Now he still has auspicious luck," Ni Chengzhi shook his head and sighed.

Ni Congwen showed a deep smile, and said: "When luck always runs out, he won't live for a long time."

Ni Chengzhi was satisfied with the words, and asked, "Is father going to do something?"

"Come out."

A figure in chestnut clothes slowly walked out from behind the screen in the inner room, with an expressionless face and sharp scars. He bowed to Ni Congwen and saluted:

"Benefactor."

Fu Chen listened to the conversation between the two on the screen, only feeling stiff and shuddering.

Perhaps King Yu had just died, and his bones were not yet cold. Fu Chen vaguely felt that the man's soul was still covering this place, and wondered if he heard these words.

In the past few months, he has become the knower and witness of this assassination.

He only felt that the man who was at the bottom of the valley with him was pathetic, and inadvertently became a victim of court disputes. That kind of character, that kind of heart, that kind of thoroughness, was finally grasped by the uncontrollable dark tentacles. .

The difference between nations and nations is false, and the difference between good and evil in people's hearts is true.

He once told him this in the dark and difficult, he couldn't believe it at the time, subconsciously still felt that men were too cruel, willing to sacrifice the brothers around him, and later felt helpless, helpless to cover up people's hearts like this.

But now, he was just sad, a sadness that went down to his spine.In the short time he spent with him, there were avoidance and admiration, but now that he knew the truth, he felt that the man was just wishful thinking like him.

This black net of court disputes has wrapped around King Yu, his father, and countless strange ghosts with unknown names, and may even be wrapping around him.

He couldn't help but feel powerless.

After everything here is settled, he returned to Wuming Mountain, hanged himself in his youth's residence, he was considered clean, after all he didn't have to swear to the seven orifices to bleed, he was also afraid of pain.

As Fu Chen thought about it, a desolate smile appeared on the corners of his covered lips.

"Oh it's you."

Ni Chengzhi tilted his head slightly, and from his appearance, he could tell that this was the newly promoted young general in the army, and also the young major general who had danced swords at the New Year's Eve banquet.Guessing Jiang Hua's meaning of humiliating him at that time, he also had a rough understanding of the origin.

"I've met Master Ni." Fu Chen bowed his hands and saluted him.

Ni Chengzhi looked at his father, and seeing Ni Congwen deal with Chen again, he said, "This time Tongcheng's border troubles are a good time."

The tone is meaningful.

"Zijie understands."

Fu Chen's eyes were calm.

Ni Congwen said: "On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes, and life and death are counted. You just need to be careful. No matter how bad it is, there will always be Jiang Hua who can take the place of the dead. I will take care of it for you here. Feel free to do it."

"Yes."

"After the matter is completed, there will be no military generals in the court, and I will guarantee you a promotion and a salary, and a lifetime of glory, which can be counted as the father-in-law's kindness to me."

"Thank you benefactor." Fu Chen cupped his hands, his expression not fluctuating because of the words.

Seeing that he was calm and calm, Ni Congwen became more serious, and said: "You can go back and prepare first. I will protect you from the disputes between the court and China. You don't have to worry about these things just now."

Fu Chen moved his head slightly to the right, then cupped his hands: "Yes."

"Go back."

"Yes."

Seeing Fu Chen go out, Ni Chengzhi glanced at his back, then turned to ask: "When did father bribe this man?"

"How can such an important matter be handed over to a greedy person at will?" Ni Congwen said with a smile, "There is always a stronger relationship than bribery."

Ni Chengzhi remained silent, and turned around and said, "I don't think he looks obedient..."

"That's all for the rest," Ni Congwen said firmly, "This matter is his responsibility."

Ni Chengzhi saw that his father was secretive, so he didn't ask the reason, he just said: "Just now what my father said about Jiang Hua not hesitated to trap the enemy, how certain is it?"

"Nine times out of ten," Ni Congwen stroked his beard and said, "But compared to determining who is behind this scene, I suddenly got some inspiration from it."

Ni Chengzhi frowned: "Father means..."

Ni Congwen nodded slightly at him.

Ni Chengzhi's heart tightened suddenly, and he said, "This...I'm afraid..."

"You have to be a father." Ni Congwen's eyes flashed brightly, "Zhi'er, sometimes when the time comes, it's not God's help, but human effort."

After Fu Chen left the mansion, he estimated the time for the expedition, turned around on the street, and walked into a remote courtyard.

"Deng Deng."

Fu Chen knocked on the door lightly.

A man who looked like a servant opened the door. Seeing that it was him, he opened the courtyard door wide and invited him in.

Fu Chen went in with ease, and asked the boy beside him, "Is your lord in the room?"

"I'm practicing calligraphy in the study," the young man led him through the cobblestone path in the courtyard, and said, "I'm going to ask the captain for instructions."

Fu Chen followed him, and the servant walked to the door, tapped on the firewood door, and said, "My lord, Captain Fu is here."

"please come in."

When Fu Chen entered the room, seeing Feng Ru standing up from the table to greet him, he nodded and said, "My lord."

"Sit first." Feng Ru said.

The two sat in the primary and secondary seats in the room, and the servant closed the door.

Fu Chen first said: "I came here today to tell my lord that the time for the expedition has been set, and we can travel the next day."

Feng Ru nodded, and said: "This journey has been hard, and we must be careful on the battlefield."

Fu Chen raised his head to meet his eyes, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I have already discussed with Prime Minister Ni, and this battle will end him."

Feng Ru was quiet for a moment, exhaled, and sighed: "Once such a thing is done, you have to think about the consequences. Wang Yu Fangxi, there is another mourning here, will it be deliberate?"

"My lord," Fu Chen said indifferently, "I did it with the determination to die at the beginning. It's not a joke. After he died, half of my father's revenge was avenged. The remnants of the eunuchs in the court Jiang Hua and Jin Duo are the only ones left, who are catching thieves and kings, watching their actions every day, so they can try to find evidence of their crimes, and the rest of the gangsters can't make any trouble anymore... I can go now."

Feng Ru understood how he was going to "go", and frowned, persuading him: "Why is this so necessary? The teacher devoted himself to the peace of Yan State during his lifetime, and you will continue to be loyal to the court after the matter is over. Why is it not fulfilling the teacher's last wish?"

Fu Chen shook his head and remained silent.

Feng Ru saw that he turned his face slightly, which happened to reveal a dark scar on his left cheek, which was distinct on his plain white cheek, revealing the iron air of an adult man.

He stabilized his voice, and said: "Why do you have to cut off the back road? If you don't want to get involved in these disputes between the court and China, I can also give you a fee, so that you can live in peace and ease elsewhere, and there will be a long time to come." , no one will use these things to embarrass you anymore. There are not only two paths to choose from. "

He remembered that this young man was only in his early twenties, he had never studied poetry and books, and had no experience in human affairs, so he had to face these things that he should not have accepted, and there was sorrow and anger in his pity.He thought that he had given up his mind and had not seen the wonderful things in the world at an unenlightened age, so he attributed this world to the narrow corner he had seen.

Feng Ru continued to persuade: "You are in the right age now, if you meet a virtuous lady, I will be the one to take the lead for you, and if you don't mind, I can also recognize you as a righteous son. There is always what you want and nostalgia for you and those you have never experienced, and you don’t have to go your own way..."

"It's not because of these..." Fu Chen interrupted, he lowered his head and squinted his eyes, feeling fuzzy.What Feng Ru said is indeed worthy of him to enjoy it again, but the seven-year lifespan has now been counted, and more than two years have passed. Once he indulges in those beautiful things, he is afraid that he will not have the mental strength to give up again. These things, he has already carried some burdens, and he can no longer carry other burdens, even if they are so attractive and beautiful.

Fu Chen said: "It's me who is terminally ill and can't be cured anymore."

Feng Ru was surprised, and said solemnly: "What disease? Can't the imperial physician in the palace cure it?"

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and said: "I was weak when I was young, maybe it was the root cause of a serious illness when I was young. Since I started practicing martial arts a year ago, my internal strength has been weak, and now my left eye is on the verge of dying. Blindness, within a few years, I'm afraid I'll be useless... So before that, I can only do my best to complete my work."

Fu Chen thought, if he sacrificed his mother's life in exchange for his own, he should also bear it. He didn't regret it, but hated himself.

"..."

Feng Ru had mixed feelings, and then he heard the young man say: "I've done this myself, adults don't need to worry about me. It's just that before I leave this time, let me tell you in advance, and then I heard that there are some people in Jiang Huatong's Privy Council. As for the movements, adults might as well keep an eye on them, if we can catch up together...it will be solved neatly."

"I have an idea with Ni Xiang," Feng Ru said, "you don't have to worry about the court."

"Well," Fu Chen nodded, and then said, "If there is nothing else important, I'll go back and get ready first."

After getting up, he turned around again and said, "My lord, did your fellow minister mention that I came to seek your lord in private?"

"Not yet," Feng Ru said, "Why, are you afraid of being known by the Prime Minister?"

"No," Fu Chen said with a wry smile, "What my lord sees in front of my eyes, and what Fu Chen does, I dare not disobey Xiangye's plan. If my lord wants to confess, Fu Chen will not be afraid. Only Xiangye has a careful mind. I'm afraid it will give birth to some thoughts."

"If you don't want him to know, then I won't tell him." Feng Ru replied crisply.

Fu Chen was moved, and asked back: "Fu Chen has never shown anything to show his identity, just relying on one-sided words, why does the lord trust me so much?"

"What you do has nothing to do with who you are," Feng Rudao said, "but seeing that you have put all your heart into eradicating political disasters, I can conclude that you are someone who can do something. For the rest, if you really dare to take The teacher lied to me about housework... I should also admit it."

After a half month of acquaintance, he gained such trust, Fu Chen suddenly felt some untimely warmth, and he said in a deep voice, "This junior has a word, I will give it to my lord before I leave."

"You said."

"A lord is upright, and the world can learn from it. But if you pay too much attention to the character of people and don't look at their surroundings, you will inevitably be biased in viewing people." Fu Chen smiled bitterly again, "But Fu Chen thinks that he can't do it here. How good it is, it’s just that the onlookers see things more clearly. The adults trust so much, which makes Fu Chen happy, but also makes Fu Chen frightened. I only hope that the adults will not follow the same path in the future, blindly trusting or misjudging others.”

Feng Ru knew that the young man used the previous incident to persuade him, so he said: "I understand. But you are different from them, you can only observe their daily words and deeds to observe their people. In the past, I avoided suspicion in the court, and I rarely communicated with distant mountains in private. I only keep his impression on the days when he was young and hadn't entered the court, but Mr. Han... because he took the initiative to distance himself, he was afraid that he would be ashamed to see me, so he rarely negotiated with him afterwards. If I can step up contact with him, I may not be unable to see it They have different ideas behind their backs."

"That's the truth, juniors are taught." Fu Chen nodded and said.

After all, the scar on his heart was involved again, Feng Ru still couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and said: "I hope this officer is not mistaken about you this time, and when you win the official position in the future, you won't be blinded by money and extravagance .”

Fu Chen knew that he was thinking about the old things, and started to make some confusing remarks, and he didn't intend to correct it, so he just replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, my lord, it won't... I don't have time to share those blessings..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, Feng Ru couldn't hear what he said, and asked again: "... What did you just say?"

Fu Chen said: "The junior said that the junior will not change."

There are not five years left, what can be changed.

The two exchanged a few chores, Feng Ru watched him turn and go out, the afternoon sun cast a shadow behind the young man, leaving behind a moving, thin and distorted figure.

Fu Chen let go after turning around.

In this operation, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. He completed it safely with the end of death.

But he knew that he would realize it. If a person with a dead heart kills a person who still wants to live, the ending has already been formed in his heart.

There will be no other answer.

Fu Chen laughed. In this life, he has no ability to decide the life and death of himself and his relatives. He actually has the opportunity to control life and death with his enemies. This rarely makes him thirsty for a little loneliness in his pleasure.

Everyone in the barracks was vigilant, and it was a purge before departure.

On the quiet training ground, there are still a few scattered soldiers, conducting private training before the battle.

Fu Chen lowered his bow, and said to Tang Lan, "Twenty times, let's see the result."

The two came to the target and compared their scores with each other. Fu Chen said, "That's right, you beat me with the last arrow. You won this time."

"Give it up," Tang Lan smiled, "One win and one loss in two rounds, we are now tied."

Fu Chen nodded and walked back together with him.

"Tang Lan, let's go out for a drink at dinner time later," Fu Chen said suddenly, "Go back to the place you took me to last time, this time I will invite you."

Tang Lan looked straight at him, but didn't find any emotion in Fu Chen's eyes. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you nervous about going to war?"

Fu Chen also laughed along with him: "What if you can't come back after the battle?"

Tang Lan suppressed her smile and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Fu Chen smiled: "You agree?"

Tang Lan couldn't hold back her smile, and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you. I promised to go with you before, but now I have forgotten about it. I went to the cavalry camp to look for you two days ago, but it turned out that I realized that you were not there, and I was almost caught by General Liao because of this incident, but fortunately I ran fast... If you want me to say, let's go there now, while there are not many people at this moment."

"No more competition?" Fu Chen grinned and said, "There is still the last round, is there a tie?"

"There will be more opportunities in the future," Tang Lan said indifferently, "Now I am in a hurry to decide the outcome."

Fu Chen nodded and followed him to the camp gate.

The city of the imperial capital is still noisy, at the end of the street, the tavern is still in its original place, and there is no trace in front of the door.

"The old friend is in vain", the plaque is in the wrong.

Fu Tang and two people entered the building through the door, with a mellow and mellow fragrance, adding to the ancient flavor after winter.

Fu Chen and Tang Lan sat opposite each other. Looking at the other's instant quiet attitude, he suddenly thought of Tang Lan's rare reticence the last time he came here. like the past.Thinking about it, he is also a selfish person, Tang Lan treats him with sincerity, but he always only cares about his own way.

Neither of them made a sound.

The sound insulation in the restaurant is very good, and you can hardly hear the surrounding sounds, as if there are only two of them in the building.

For the wine, Tang Lan filled it for him first, and said with a smile: "This 'Shaodaozi' wine is still unique, no other family has such a strong wine."

Fu Chen nodded, took a sip from the cup.Even though the lingering cold of early spring is still there, after this sip, it is still hot and burning. He hasn't felt such heat for a long time, and he swallowed half a cup again before he knew it.

"Hey," Tang Lan stopped, "this is not the way to drink good wine! Slow down, don't worry about getting drunk."

Fu Chen smiled: "Isn't drinking alcohol just to get drunk? What's the problem? Wine should be drunk."

Tang Lan sighed: "Drinking good wine should also be a bit of literati's elegance and taste. At this time, it is appropriate to have some poems to add to the fun... It's a pity that I am a rough person, and I don't know much..."

"I don't know these things either," Fu Chen smiled when he saw his eyes drifting into the distance, thinking of something in his mind, "but if you don't leave it in the glass, it's already worthy of the wine, and there is no need to force it. This wine Lie, even if those scribes who are used to drinking sake drink it, I’m afraid they won’t have the heart to write poems.”

"That's right," Tang Lan turned her gaze back to Fu Chen, and repeated with a tacit smile, "That's right."

Fu Chen continued to fill it up, feeling the fullness of the heart and lungs transmit the heat of fullness to the place where the palm of the hand meets the cold white porcelain wine vessel, it was cold and hot for a while, and a little stiff.

"After the funeral ceremony of King Yu in the past two days, it's time to go out with the whole army," Tang Lan said, "What were you busy with the other day? I couldn't find you a few times. If you were seriously injured in Mengshan, let's go I should rest more, I still have some tonics left, if I don’t take them, it will be a waste.”

Fu Chen breathed out his alcohol, and said, "What can I be busy with... It's rare to come out today, so let's not talk about the military affairs."

"That's right, I'm listening to you... Then what are you talking about?" Tang Lan looked at the decorations around and said, "Maybe I'm going to tell you some trivial things about my childhood, I'm afraid it's too boring and will dampen my interest. "

"...You once said that you are similar to me," Fu Chen suppressed the choking in his throat, and said, "But even if you hate your father, he is still alive around you, letting you hate him, but I have no How can you compare with anything you can vent to?"

Tang Lan turned to Fu Chen, and saw that although he was talking to him, his eyes were on the landscape on the screen, not looking at him.

Then he replied: "But you are nostalgic for your father, it is love, even if he is not around, he will always give you such good thoughts."

Tang Lan took another sip of wine: "Will you hate your father?"

Fu Chen thought about it carefully, and said with a smile: "It doesn't seem to be true... I used to think that I hated deeply, but later things got complicated, but I think it was just my wishful thinking... Now I just feel that nature is impermanent. Things seem to be doomed, but it seems that they can be reversed in spite of themselves."

"It can't be reversed." Tang Lan continued with a rare decisiveness.

Fu Chen was a little surprised, seeing his equally pale knuckles under the bisque wine cup.

"It's useless even if you pay the price?"

"What if the price is a thousand times higher?" Tang Lan lost her original faint smile, her piercing peach blossom eyes drooping at this moment, as if she was already drunk, "To some people, these are all It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning... how can it be satisfactory."

In the evening, Jin Wu slanted westward, and a ray of light passed through the window and fell on the table in the middle.

The young man glanced at the daylight outside the window along the light spot.

In the confusion, Fu Chen didn't know why, but thought that the setting sun was so peaceful under the valley cliff before. He limped back with a fresh fish that had just died, and when he raised his head, he bumped into a pair of lonely With light and deep pupils, under the messy hanging hair, he seemed to want to avoid it, but was attracted and looked back as usual, like a child who made a mistake, moving forward and back.That's how a ray of sunlight descended, slanting across the man's face, just like the scar on his left cheek.It wasn't born at first, but it was a coincidence later.

If it was him, she should also ridicule him for his naivety.Maybe there is no need to say it face to face, that person has already proved his ridiculousness with his death, but he is still clinging to a series of living ideas in such a ridiculous way.

Fu Chen drank the remaining liquid in the wine cup and poured another full cup.

He raised his wine glass and looked up at the sky outside the window. The red sun was still there, and the gold spread in his eyes, surrounded by purple clouds. He didn't feel warm in that long-lost light, nor feel bright.

May your highness be reincarnated in the next life, and truly be the heartbreaker in your mouth.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head and did his best.

The liquid surged up from the slits of the lips, the surface of the tongue, and the throat, mercilessly cutting the delicate flesh inside.

The "burning knife" poured down suddenly had a unique taste, bitterness mixed with bitterness, he was a little out of breath, as if a man was strangling his neck again in the air.

"Who are you respecting?" Tang Lan tilted his head on his elbows, already a little sleepy, and asked, "Are your parents?"

"No," Fu Chen answered briefly, and then said again, "The name of this building is indeed worthy of this good wine. Only those who are 'in vain' can taste the sweetness and bitterness in it, and it will touch your heart."

Tang Lan smiled crookedly, and said leisurely: "My mother named this wine. I think she has never studied poetry in her life, so she just extracted these two characters from this poem, and there is something deep in it."

"Your mother doesn't understand poetry and books, but she understands the deep feelings behind it."

"Heh," Tang Lan sneered, looked sideways at the floor, and said, "If you've been wronged, what's the use of telling others? It's just a begging for mercy that people secretly laugh at."

There was depression in the voice.

"Who is not the one who has been let down?" Fu Chen retorted, and also smiled, "Perhaps your mother's original intention was to give ordinary people a place of comfort."

"Why are you so open-minded all of a sudden?" Tang Lan laughed again when she heard the words, "You were the one who kept saying that you wanted to go your own way just now. How can you act like a bodhisattva who understands the whole world now? I don't believe it..."

Facing the rare irony of young people, Zui Zhong didn't care, Fu Chen murmured: "That's right, I'm not really a good person..."

"Uh...hehe..." Tang Lan lowered her head, no longer raised her elbows, and put them on the table instead, tilting her head on the table and laughing lowly.

Fu Chen's reaction also slowed down a lot due to the strength of the wine. He could only hear laughter in front of him, and couldn't help laughing intermittently: "Hehehe...uh hehe...hehe..."

Weird laughter mixed into a tune, and after a while, the two fell silent, leaving a shallow exhalation sound.

Tang Lan straightened up abruptly, with the smile on his face still not fading, picked up the wine cup, and said, "...Come on! It's a good idea for us two villains to gather today!"

Fu Chen slowly groped for the wine glass bit by bit from the table, his eyes began to blur, and he squinted and raised the glass forward: "Okay..."