Zheng Duanwu looked disillusioned with a dream: "Among all storytellers, she is a beautiful and talented woman with nobility and elegance."

Zhanghua thought for a while and asked, "Can I ask what I am... in that good story?"

Zheng Duanwu stared at him a few times, suddenly showed a more disillusioned look, and went back to his house without saying a word.

"It seems difficult to speak..." Zhanghua touched his nose and closed the door. For some reason, when he remembered Xie Changyan's appearance just now, the smile on the corner of his lips automatically appeared and could not be taken back.

"Don't you like it..." It seems, not.

Xie Changyan, with a calm face, returned to his room, threw it to the door, and stood by the door for a long time.

Then, her expression suddenly changed, from anger to joy, almost rolled into the soft quilt, hugged the pillow, poked it with her fingers, as if poking the man's cheek: "Just right and wrong! Pretend! Don't admit it! Don't confess! Think you can hide it from me like this? Mingming, Mingming, I like it so much!"

He traveled thousands of miles away to let go of state affairs and came to Cheng Guo to find her.

I would rather hurt myself than protect her.

He saved her desperately during the explosion.

Even after losing her memory, she put her safety first and kissed her twice! Two times!

If this is not like, what else is it like?

Life seems to suddenly become different. Those humble and swaying futures no longer exist at this moment. The only thing left is the determination to follow this person and stay together for the rest of your life.

Mother, have you and Dad seen it in heaven?

Xie Changyan murmured while holding the pillow.

Did you see it? At the age of sixteen, I seem to know and get closer than when I was thirteen, so I like that person more...

It seemed like the hardships had been exhausted, and the next journey was incredibly smooth. In less than ten days, they arrived in Binzhou. Here, they would say goodbye to Gong Xiaohui.

Gong Xiaohui prepared generous gifts and gave them to four people one by one. When he was assigned to Zheng Duanwu, he asked: "Where are you when they return to Yinzhou?"

Zheng Duanwu glanced at Xie Changyan and Zhanghua and put the gift in his arms: "They still owe me a debt. I'll go with them."

Xie Changyan rolled his eyes.

Gong Xiaohui asked again: "What about you?"

These days, Shijiu has been locking himself in the house and there are almost no one. At this moment, he finally came out. Although his face was extremely pale, his eyes finally recovered a little bit of energy: "I, I won't go with them."

"Then do you have a place to go? If there weren't a few people here, you could arrange it..."

Before Gong Xiaohui finished speaking, Shijiu shook his head: "I will never forget my life-saving grace. But if I stay with you, I may bring you disaster."

"Isn't the one who really saved him not me?" Xie Changyan couldn't help but turn his head to ask Zhanghua.

Zhanghua popped her forehead and answered.

Shijiu took a deep breath, suddenly turned his head and looked at Xie Changyan: "I plan to go and have a look!"

"What?"

"Look at the rare scenery you mentioned, see if it really exists, and see what's going on! And, I saw it earlier than you!"

"What did you say?" Xie Changyan immediately raised his leg and wanted to kick it, but Shijiu jumped out of the boat and ran away quickly.

The sun shines on his young and powerful slender body, the grass and trees beside the coast are green and green, and the summer of everything is flourishing, as if it is a hometown of another world, it hits Xie Changyan's eyes.

——She is back.

After going through twists and turns, he finally returned with Wang Ping'an, who was from the Great Yan.

Xie Changyan felt infinite passion in his heart, and he immediately said to Zhanghua: "Let's go, sister will take you back to her parents' home!"

Zhanghua raised his eyebrows: "Sister?"

Xie Changyan thought that you were only fifteen years old and one year younger than me, so why couldn’t you call your sister? But in front of everyone, I was embarrassed and hurriedly pulled Zhanghua’s hand: “Can you go?”

Zhanghua sighed: "I do. Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't leave."

"Why?"

Zhanghua glanced at the shore.

Xie Changyan looked closely and saw a carriage galloping from afar, with black all over his body, but the carriage with a white crane totem painted on the wheel. Two people were driving the carriage. The one on the left raised his hand, took off his hat, and looked over straight.

The next moment, he threw his hat and jumped up from the shaft of the car. He jumped onto the bow of the ship in just a few, stopped panting, looked at Xie Changyan with thousands of words on his face.

"Ah, Brother Meng, it's been a long time no see!" Xie Changyan greeted him with a smile.

Meng Buli's eyes suddenly turned red. After a while, he slowly bowed to her and retreated aside.

At this time, another coachman Jiao Buqi parked the carriage on the shore and came onto the boat with one person in his arms.

Meng Buli woke up like a dream and turned around to support him.

The man said to Xie Changyan in Jiao Buqi's arms: "Don't blame him for being rude. For the past few months, Buli has been looking for you."

This person is nothing else, but Feng Xiaoya.

Zhanghua looked at him and looked at him, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Xie Changyan looked at Gong Xiaohui and said anxiously: "You?!"

Gong Xiaohui smiled apologized: "Sorry, although I dare not confirm, how can someone like His Majesty forget that he has seen him once? And how can His Majesty not prepare properly when he travels? To ensure that, I told my uncle."

Although Xie Changyan was helpless, it was not surprising. In fact, it was only a matter of time before he returned to Yan State to reveal his identity. However, Zhanghua now has doubts about Feng Xiaoya's loyalty in his heart. If Feng Xiaoya really betrayed him, whether he can escape is second, I am afraid that he will... be sad.

His soft expression when he talked about this confidant back then is still engraved in her memory. It was one of the rare tenderness she could remember from the King of Yan.

Xie Changyan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, afraid of witnessing another rebellion and becoming enemies.

However, before they could question Feng Xiaoya, Feng Xiaoya looked at Zhanghua first and said, "You said this person... is His Majesty?"

What does it mean? Xie Changyan was stunned.

Feng Xiaoya looked up and down at Zhanghua and sneered: "It does look like. But Your Majesty is now staying in the palace. You are so brave, you dare to pretend to be the emperor! Come and take it down!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiao Buqi and Gong Xiaohui took action at the same time to attack Zhanghua.

Xie Changyan's heart tightened: "You have indeed betrayed Your Majesty!"

Feng Xiaoya said: "I don't have it. He is fake."

"Nonsense! You are fake!" Xie Changyan stomped his feet and immediately rushed to help Zhanghua, but Meng Buli blocked his way.

Xie Changyan said angrily: "Dare you stop me?"

Meng Buli looked afraid, but his body did not retreat at all. He made Xie Changyan so angry that he reached out and pushed him, unable to push him, and kicked him, but he had no reaction. Xie Changyan simply turned around and rushed to Feng Xiaoya, trying to kidnap him.

However, his eyes were blurred and before he could do anything, he fell down and fell to Feng Xiaoya's feet.

Feng Xiaoya took out a flute from her sleeve, gently tapped one end of the flute on her neck, and said gently: "Stop."

Zhanghua, who was fighting against two, saw this situation and had to stop.

Xie Changyan regretted it very much. Why did she forget it? Legend has it that Xiaoya is good at martial arts. She saw that he looked sick and wanted to hijack him, but in the end she became Zhanghua's drag.

"He dares not kill me. You run away!" she shouted at Zhanghua.

Zhanghua didn't move.

Xie Changyan was anxious: "Yan State is different from Cheng State. Even the emperor cannot kill people casually. Feng Xiaoya dared not touch me, really!"

Feng Xiaoya sighed: "You are wrong, I obviously dare." As she said that, her wrist moved and the flute lit up. Xie Changyan's eyes suddenly turned black and he knew nothing.

Dingdong, Dingdong.

There were water droplets condensed enough weight from the eaves, falling down, dripping onto the jade plate, making a crisp and pleasant sound. Then, the sound continued to rise and fall, and countless water droplets jumped on the plate. The water droplets splashed onto the long table of mahogany, slid down a few feet, rolling all the way to the bluestone ground...

A pair of smooth and white feet suddenly stepped on the ground as bright as a mirror, and the toes were rotating, and the white long skirt and long black hair were swung.

Following the beauties, they gathered together, singing and dancing. Although the movements were neat and unified, their eyebrows were different. Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums had their own characteristics...

Xie Changyan was dazzled and couldn't help but want to walk towards the beauties, but he stepped on the air and rolled off the couch.

"Ouch!" She opened her eyes.

Then she found herself lying on the ground in the cabin, sitting next to her, Feng Xiaoya playing the flute. The illusion she saw in her dream originated from his flute sound.

However, he didn't blow it to her. Because Zhanghua sat opposite Feng Xiaoya, listening quietly to the song.

Whose room is this? It’s not hers, nor Zhanghua’s. Could it be… it’s Feng Xiaoya’s room?

Xie Changyan was confused for a moment, and then he was attracted by the sound of the flute and forgot to think.

At the end of the song, Xie Changyan on the ground then got up and applauded: "It is worthy of being the Three Treasures of Yujing. The joy of Hegong is truly wonderful in the world."

Feng Xiaoya looked at Zhanghua and said, "This song is called "Jade Hook Bar". It was the birthday gift you gave me when you were fourteen years old."

Xie Changyan was shocked: His Majesty's leaves are blown into such virtues, and he can actually compose music?

Zhanghua had no expression on his face.

Feng Xiaoya put down the flute and said, "You really don't remember."

Xie Changyan couldn't help but defend: "He has lost his memory!"

"The one in the palace, but I remember."

Xie Changyan was stunned, and something seemed to explode in his mind. In an instant, the wind and snow pounced on him, and the whole body became cold.

She finally understood what Feng Xiaoya meant.
Chapter completed!