Envy

Although his appearance was ruined, Lingzhi could see his original appearance.He actually resembles Yan Zhaohan six to seven percent.

Yan Zhaohan asked, "What's your name?"

The man opened his lips, but did not make a sound, his eyes were full of fear.He saw that Yan Zhaohan's expression gradually became serious, and he barely let out an "ah" from his throat, and then seemed to be choked up, unable to utter a word.

Yan Zhaohan frowned: "A mute?"

The man lowered his eyes in panic and nodded.His hair and eyelashes were also stained with snow.He was dressed thinly, with only a shabby linen jacket, and his bare ankles were red from the cold.

Yan Zhaohan looked at him for a while, then straightened up and stood up, "Take him back."

Suspecting that she had heard it wrong, Lingzhi glanced at the man, then at the young master, and asked, "Take it back?"

"We will bring him back to attack Qiegong."

Yan Zhaohan's tone was unquestionable, so she had no choice but to obey.She supported the man on the ground, put his arm on her shoulders and stood up, Yan Zhaohan gave him a hand and put his arm on the other side.They led the man to the end of the street where Mingjue's main entrance was located, and the servants stepped forward to take over.

The burly servant led the man to the carriage, and suddenly stopped in the workshop between the two carriages, turned his head and asked, "Young Master, which carriage should we put him in? Do you want to hire another one?"

Yan Zhaohan said, "No need, just send it to my place. I happen to have something to say to this young master."

After the servant sent the man into the carriage, Yan Zhaohan also planned to leave immediately.As he approached the carriage, he heard a commotion behind him.He looked back and saw a soft-top carriage with fringed corners was parked in front of Mingjue Gate. He was suspicious and looked a few more times, and saw a few servants coming down with a man in a navy cloak.

The man stood in the snow, facing his direction, looking at him.

It's an old friend.He hasn't seen him for many years.

The man walked towards him with ecstasy on his face, he hesitated for a while, then walked towards him slowly.

As soon as Jiang Tong came up, he put his hands on his shoulders and said, "Zhaohan, we haven't seen each other for many years, and we just happened to meet you here."

Yan Zhaohan said, "I'll come and see my junior brother."

Jiang Tong hugged his shoulder and said with a smile: "Fate is really wonderful. We must have a few drinks, let's go, let's go back to Mingjue."

Yan Zhaohan declined and said, "Don't delay the trip, next time..."

Jiang Tong interrupted him and said, "Just drink a glass of wine, it won't delay you for long. Just let the servant wait."

It's not a big deal for the rest of them to wait in Mingjue, if the person he rescued went back to Mingjue with them, Su Chuo might be suspicious.He couldn't refuse, but after thinking about it, it was okay, so he greeted Lingchen and asked them to stay in the carriage for a while, and he would come back as soon as he went.

After that, he had a drink with Jiang Tong in Mingjue's elegant building.There was a fire and incense in the room.In front of the two of them were wine jugs and wine glasses.

Yan Zhaohan drank a few cups of hot wine, Ruyu's face became peachy, her eyebrows and eyes were romantic.He chatted during the banquet, and his demeanor was as elegant as before.

Jiang Tong looked at him, but couldn't move his eyes away, and his heart was brewing, and he said sadly: "After you left Shen Gui, I have never seen you again. Every time I think of you suffering in the imperial palace, I feel tormented in my heart, over and over again I wanted to visit you in Xiqie Palace, but I was delayed by the cumbersome things at home."

Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Jiang Tong held Yan Zhaohan's hand, and said affectionately, "Zhaohan, how have you been all these years?"

Yan Zhaohan sighed, and when he raised his eyes, they were sparkling.He laughed and said, "You can still live, so you won't lose your life."

He looked at Jiang Tong and said, "I'm relieved that you... can still miss me."

"It was my fault. When you had an accident, I was not able to stay by your side. It caused you to enter the devil's lair and suffer a lot. If... If you can do it all over again... I will definitely protect you." With tears in Jiang Tong's eyes, he walked up to him, "It's good now, big brother is back, Ming Jue regains his prestige, in time, the sects in the world will return to Ming Jue, and Xi Qie Palace will be able to live in peace."

Jiang Tong held his hand and pressed it to his heart: "On that day, I will bring you back to Xiaoyang, and we will continue our relationship."

When Yan Zhaohan walked out of Ming Jue Gate from the courtyard against the wind and snow, he thought of the past.

When he was punished by Yan Shuhan, Jiang Tong never said a word for him.Jiang Tong thought he didn't know. When he was tied to the Yunlong pillar of Mu Su Qingjue Terrace and was whipped, Jiang Tong watched silently from below.

Ming Juexiong immediately surrendered Jiang Tong to his brother Jiang Yi.Brothers are like brothers and sisters, how ironic.Later, the Ming Dynasty fell and Jiang Yi was locked in Jingtang Mountain. Jiang Tong has been silent for these years.Now that Mingjue has returned to Xiaoyang, Jiang Tong came to the door again, and mentioned Su Chuo while drinking with him, calling him "Mr. Su" affectionately.

Yan Zhaohan had just had a drink, and the smell of the incense in the room was unpleasant, and his stomach was overwhelmed.After entering the yard, it is more comfortable to be blown by the cold wind.

I was upstairs just now, and the incense was changed once by the maid, and replaced with an aphrodisiac.Jiang Tong became more and more aggressive.He made an excuse, saying that it was getting late and he had to leave.

After he went out, he first went to the carriage where Lingzhi was, and asked her for a water bottle and a brocade handkerchief.Yan Zhaohan poured water on the brocade handkerchief, wiped his hands slowly, wiped it twice, and then threw the brocade handkerchief in a corner.

Seeing that Yan Zhaohan's expression was not quite right, Lingzhi asked, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, but I feel a little nauseous." Yan Zhaohan said, "Let's go back."

He came out from the coffin, returned to his carriage, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw the man curled up, shivering from the cold.He took out his cloak and threw it on the man.

The carriage returned under the criss-crossed ruts.The sky is fine and the city is peaceful and quiet.A woman with a child passed by on the road.There was snow in the sky.A white deer is engraved on the stone gate at the entrance of the city, and the red characters on the stone tablet are gradually blurred among thousands of snow spots.Goshawks circled in the blue sky.

Yan Zhaohan opened the curtain for the second time, only to see that the tall fir had been wrapped in silver.The forest is empty and silent, and the wind is cold.He lowered the curtain and turned to look at the man wrapped in a cloak and holding a small stove.The man was no longer curled up like he was when he got into the carriage, and his complexion improved.

"I left Mu Mi in the same way last winter." Yan Zhaohan looked at him quietly, "I'm blind, I can't see anything, all I can feel is the coldness of the wind pouring in from the thin curtain, There is also the warmth of the stove in my hand. I am wearing a cloak that can barely keep out the cold, and I am holding a hand stove, but unfortunately I can't add charcoal to the fire, so I can only wait for it to cool down slowly."

"Do you know who caused me to be like this?"

Of course he couldn't speak.

Yan Zhaohan said: "What your master Su Chuo has done to me, I remember every single thing in my heart. I know very well what you have done."