Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The old master looked at the size of the piece of mutton, and was afraid that Xiao Shuo would choke.Hiding in the dark and watching in suspense, he was finally relieved when he saw the prince chewing and swallowing like a carnivore.

One step too late, the atmosphere could no longer be saved.

The old master asked himself that he had tried his best, and sighed as he looked at General Yun, who was rolling up his sleeves with a dagger in his mouth to share the mutton.

He called Xuan Tiewei, took the glass cup away, and replaced it with a large porcelain bowl.

The tray was put away and replaced with stiff felt for the floor.

The luthier was carried by Xuan Tiewei, and played the piano on the roof, trembling, with his eyes closed, playing half a tune, and then he was carried off by Haosheng and sent home.

"It was baked in a hurry, and it didn't taste good."

General Yun Shao was still not very satisfied, picking among the hot mutton: "The lamb is not good enough, the meat is not firm at all, and it looks like it hasn't run on the Gobi before."

Xiao Shuo almost choked to death on a piece of his mutton, glanced at it, and said softly: "Go to northern Xinjiang in the future, I will accompany you to catch it."

"Okay." Yun Lang was in high spirits, and casually stuck the dagger into the meat, "I'll take you to a horse race after I beat Yan Yun back."

Yunlang's young man was very familiar with fighting in northern Xinjiang, which is not much worse than that in the capital.

He is used to being chic, and after staying in the capital for a long time recently, he feels restrained everywhere, and he can't let go: "Even the Dawan horse, you have to run wild there, so that you can see the meaning of a sweaty horse."

"It looks even better when it snows in winter."

Yun Lang told him enthusiastically: "Snow surrounds the Qinling Mountains, the surroundings are surrounded by plains, and the mountains are so steep that even horses dare not walk..."

Xiao Shuojing listened, poured him a bowl of grape wine, and handed it over.

It was rare for Yun Lang to see wine, and he was a little flattered: "Can I drink this?"

"It's not intoxicating, it's just sweet and sour." Xiao Shuo looked down, "Didn't they all say that you should drink this on the battlefield."

"Grape wine luminous cup?" Yun Lang read a poem, "It was probably sent out before leaving for the expedition, but when we got there, what we drank was burning knives."

General Yun is used to drinking strong wine, if it was stored a few years ago, not to mention grape wine, Huadiao would find it soft and boring.

These days, the people around him are watching too closely, Yun Lang was able to bend and stretch, took it and held it, and took a few sips: "I'll ask Dao Scar to get some later, and I'll give you a taste too."

"Don't worry, which one of us will follow whom?"

Yun Lang was very generous, and patted Xiao Wangye on the shoulder: "I have some, and I will definitely ask you to have one too..."

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "You just couldn't choke me to death with mutton, you want to choke me again with wine, to see if I can die drunk on the couch."

Yun Lang let him see through it at a glance, he was a little embarrassed, and coughed: "Is this...obvious?"

Xiao Shuo had already figured out his temper, and was too lazy to argue with Yun Lang, so he took the dagger from his hand and divided the mutton into small pieces suitable for eating.

Yun Lang sat on the side, watched Xiao Xiaowang bury his head in cutting the meat, and also moved over: "I want this."

Xiao Shuo followed General Yun's northern Xinjiang customs, took a dagger to poke a piece of the best-cut piece, and handed it over.

Yun Lang ate it with his mouth, looked around again, and picked out the one he was most satisfied with: "And this one, the one with the skin, the one with the skin baked and crispy is the best..."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and glanced at him, then tied up the piece of meat.

Yun Lang opened his mouth and waited in peace of mind, seeing Xiao Xiao Wang Ye handing over the meat and poking his head to pick it up, but it was empty.

Xiao Shuo threw the meat into the dipping sauce, changed the chopsticks to hold it, dipped it back and forth a few times, and ate it by himself.

Yun Lang was caught off guard, and stared at him in amazement for a while: "Little prince, even a piece of meat is worth it for you to lower your figure and snatch it from me?"

Xiao Shuo calmly said, "Isn't this lamb roasted for me?"

"Although it is..."

Yun Lang nodded hesitantly, and looked at the roasted whole lamb, at least thirty catties: "Are you... all going to finish?"

"I couldn't finish it, so I asked someone to smoke it and put it away for storage."

Xiao Shuo said: "Wait until the festivals, then take it out and eat slowly."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Xiaowang really lives thriftily.

Yun Lang hadn't thought about this before, but looking at it now, he felt a little unbearable: "The palace doesn't have enough money? It looks good on the outside, but inside it can only eat bran and swallow vegetables. After lighting the candles, scrape off the wax and burn them with fire. Melt it and pour it into a cup, poke the root and twist it and continue to use it..."

"..." Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, "No."

Xiao Shuo was taught by Yunlang several times, and he was able to distinguish the quality of meat.I picked up a piece of fragrant and tender one, dipped it in the ingredients, and put it into the mouth of the careless General Yun: "The family has enough money, so you don't have to worry."

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "Then—"

"That doesn't work either." Xiao Shuo said, "If I come back from court tomorrow and you tell you to divide the sheep, I'll go and buy ten more sheep."

Yun Lang: "..."

He just changed his mind, and before he could say anything, he was blocked by Xiao Shuo.

Holding the grape wine, Yun Lang looked at Xiao Xiao Wang who was astute and dared to think and speak in front of him, and couldn't help but raised his hand and pressed his forehead for a moment.

"I said this just to threaten you, lest you divide the sheep without telling me."

Xiao Shuo calmed down and said slowly, "I don't really want to buy ten sheep."

"I know." Yun Lang sighed softly, "Otherwise, should I set up a stall in the palace to sell roasted whole lamb?"

Xiao Shuo glanced at his neck, without saying a word, raised his hand to straighten Yun Lang's collar.

Yun Lang was afraid that it would damage the jade pendant, so he put it on a string and stuffed it under his clothes when he was roasting the lamb.

The jade is worn so close to the body that although it cannot be seen from the outside, a thin red thread can be seen loomingly hidden around the neck.

Xiao Shuo looked at the red line for a while, straightened it out carefully, and said softly, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what." Yun Lang didn't know where he started to say this, and as Xiao Wangye served him personally, he suddenly remembered something important: "By the way, how am I compared to that Zuixian Tower?"

Xiao Shuo withdrew his hand and looked at him.

"Say it quickly." Yun Lang said excitedly, "Compared to Zuixianlou—"

Xiao Shuo: "Young Master Yun."

After hearing these four words, Yun Lang felt that there was nothing good to say, and immediately stood up: "Forget it, if you don't praise me, you won't listen."

"It's a compliment to you." Xiao Shuo said indifferently, "You also rode horses through the streets and drank wine in the wind."

Yun Lang listened to him boasting himself, but still felt something was wrong, coughing dryly: "So what?"

Xiao Shuo: "I also used to wear a light coat and buy osmanthus wine."

"Just hurt me directly." Yun Lang said awkwardly, "If you recite poems and sour words, I'm going to have sex."

"Okay." Xiao Shuo looked at him, "You might as well think about it. If Zuixianlou suddenly roasted a sheep one day, carried the whole head into the elegant room, pressed the guests on the ground, cut the meat into pieces, and stuffed them one by one. Mouth..."

Yun Lang couldn't listen anymore, and covered his eyes: "...needless to say."

Xiao Shuo gained insight: "People should not be judged by their appearance."

Xiao Shuo imagined countless scenarios, and also thought that even though Young Master Yun couldn't cook, he would go and get some plum blossoms soaked in honey from the back kitchen, rinse them with hot water, and serve him as plum blossoms in soup.

All in all without losing elegance and leisure.

I don't check for a while.

Before and after the flowers and moonlight, Xiao Xiaowang sat on the rocky rockery, looked at Yun Lang, admiring him physically and mentally: "I really never thought that you would have such a skill."

Yun Lang was a little guilty, and with half a bowl of grape wine left, he moved and sat over: "Little prince."

"Since I picked the person myself, I also recognize it." Xiao Shuo's tone was heavy, "But you are still thinking about sharing after you bake it."

Yun Lang thought in his heart that such a big sheep, even if it is smoked and hung up, only you and I will eat it slowly, and I don't know how long it will take to eat it.

Coaxing the young prince is also a skill, Yun Lang now has a long memory, swallowed back the words after a slander, and tugged at Xiao Shuo's sleeve.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes and remained motionless.

Yun Lang said in a good voice, "It doesn't matter, it's all yours."

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a while, then said in a low voice, "You can eat too."

Yun Lang laughed, and wanted to speak, but his heart softened inexplicably, and he handed over the grape wine: "Take a sip."

"It's so rare to see the flowers before the moon."

Yun Lang whispered: "I'm burning the piano and cooking the crane. If I don't drink, I'm sorry for the moon? You help me have a sip, and give me a gift for this beautiful and beautiful day."

As long as Xiao Xiaowang is coaxed in the right way, he is especially easy to talk, so he lowered his head and took a sip of wine with the porcelain bowl Yun Lang handed over.

Yun Lang put down the wine bowl, took a deep breath and exhaled long, stretched his legs, and sat more comfortably.

Xiao Shuo cut the mutton and put down the dagger: "If you are tired, you can rely on me."

"It's not tiring." Yun Lang smiled, "It's just... suddenly I feel that this is also very good."

Xiao Shuo frowned, raised his gaze, and landed on Yun Lang.

"I always thought that after being entrusted by Wang Shuwangfei, I should watch you and take care of you."

Yun Lang picked a few leaves at random, compared them, and picked the best-looking one: "I will do whatever is the most beneficial method after weighing it first."

Yun Lang was quiet for a moment, then said softly: "But after doing it, are you feeling uncomfortable, are you feeling aggrieved, and what are you thinking in your heart, I actually—"

Xiao Shuo interrupted him: "The words I said at that time were also words of anger."

Yun Lang opened his mouth and smiled: "Yes, Xiao Wangye is the most understanding, knowing my difficulties and my powerlessness."

Xiao Shuo cleaned his hands, took the cloth towel, and handed it to Yun Lang: "Even if you say nice things again, you roasted a whole lamb alive for me tonight."

"..." Yun Lang went around such a big circle, but he couldn't get around it, and he felt a headache: "I can do something else for you later? Don't go to Zuixianlou, it's not interesting."

"Really." Yun Lang wiped his hands clean, tugged Xiao Xiao Wangye's sleeves, and tried his best to slander, "Their family sells wine and cheats people of money."

Xiao Shuo didn't want to go at first, looking at the cloth entangled between Yun Lang's fingers, his expression eased a bit: "Go on."

"There's nothing to say, it's just that I suddenly feel that this is very good."

Yun Lang coughed, and the back of his ears became inexplicably hot, and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "When I was roasting the lamb just now, I thought about it for a long time. What I really want...is definitely not just your life."

Xiao Shuo's eyes froze and fell on him, and he didn't make a sound for a long while.

"Compare your heart to your heart." Yun Lang said in a low voice, "Some things may not be the best ones at the moment... But if you do this, you will feel happier than before, which is also very good."

Yun Lang curled up the leaf, he was not used to this kind of words, he just felt very uncomfortable, cleared his throat: "So... in the future, if you want to do anything, just do it."

Yun Lang: "If you don't think you can listen to what I said, you don't have to do it."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "Anything counts?"

"That's right." Yun Lang didn't understand the difference between words and words, "If you don't like to listen, just think I'm singing."

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."

"Having said that, there is no need to fight for a result in terms of peace talks with Rongdi and border demarcation."

After Yun Lang said something, seeing Xiao Shuo's suddenly downcast expression, he stretched out his hand to hold him down: "Listen to me first."

There is a specialization in art, and General Yun is far more expert in this matter than others, he pondered for a while and said: "There are a few things that we have to deal with immediately."

Seeing his determined expression, Xiao Shuo was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Say it."

"Shuofang's army has no generals, so they can only defend but not attack. Rong Di must have seen this, so he came to take advantage of the fire."

Yun Lang said: "Now that the court is avoiding war, the court is not reliable if they don't pay our attention. We have to try to make them mess up themselves."

"It's bitterly cold in the north. If they don't take the opportunity to attack our border towns, most of them don't want to do anything in winter."

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "It's not easy to stir up conflicts among the various tribes at this time."

Yun Lang didn't know that Xiao Shuo was still paying attention to this all the time, he was startled for a while, and smiled: "Yes."

Yun Lang threw the leaf away, and sat up straighter with his arms propped up: "Although it's not easy, there are still some ways."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Before you returned to the court, did you still have arrangements in northern Xinjiang?"

Yun Lang looked at him for a long while, raised his hand and pulled Prince Xiao's face, and stretched it twice.

Xiao Shuo grabbed his hand and pressed it aside: "What nonsense?"

"Take a look." Yun Lang said solemnly, "You have been watching the movement in the court all these years, you have to look for me everywhere, and you also keep an eye on the movement on the border. After thinking so much, how come you don't see premature aging at all."

Xiao Shuo was not in the mood to joke with him, so he suppressed his temper and wrapped him in a cloak: "Go on, what did you arrange?"

Yun Lang couldn't research it out, a little regretful, and withdrew his thoughts: "In their hinterland, I asked someone to divert water secretly and dug a canal."

"Rong and Di didn't know how to divert water to build canals, so they just regarded it as a natural water source, and naturally there were people living along the water." Yun Lang said, "Over the years, a lot of people have gradually gathered nearby."

"..." Xiao Shuo was silent for a moment: "If you want chin beans, the mansion—"

"No chin!" Yun Lang became furious, "Can you change this habit of holding grudges?!"

Xiao Shuo glanced at the roasted whole lamb, noncommittal: "Continue."

Yun Lang wanted to bite him, so he gritted his teeth and suppressed his temper: "A water canal, what's the use of drugging? Not to mention hurting the peace, they don't lack other water sources, just look for it."

Xiao Shuo knew that he definitely had something to say, so he nodded and pulled General Yun's hand over.

Unprepared, Yun Lang was pulled over by him to warm up his hands, his ears felt hot, and he lost his temper: "It's not cold."

Xiao Shuo responded, but did not let go, instead he squeezed his hands into his sleeves again: "Since it's not for medicine, what's the use of this canal?"

"The water is an underground river, drawn from the foot of the Yin Mountain."

Yun Lang said: "That area is rich in water and grass, and there are shady mountains to block the wind and snow in winter. It is the heartland of the three tribes."

"That canal is running water, so it won't freeze in winter. You send someone to bring two boxes of gold sand, mix it secretly with the shallow sand at the bottom of the water, and pour some of it out every day."

Yun Lang said: "Every three to five days, find a snowy night when no one comes out, and ask someone to go to the back of the Yin Mountain. Randomly find a piece of rock and blow it up, pretending to be a landslide..."

"Pour the gold sand down again." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "Where there are gold mines, there must be fine gold sand chasing the water. When Rong Di saw it, he would naturally think that the gold mine was created by a landslide. Go to the back of Yinshan Mountain Look for."

Yun Lang nodded: "If it's the season of nomadic herding grass, it may not be possible. But at this time of winter and severe cold, no tribe will give up this opportunity."

Xiao Shuo already knew it in his heart, so there was no need for Yun Lang to elaborate, and he nodded: "Got it."

Yun Lang smiled, and stopped talking nonsense: "Second point, you find a way...to ask the chief of the palace to come over."

"What to do." Xiao Shuo sneered, "When it's time to do nothing, I will take [-] imperial troops to fight in northern Xinjiang?"

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, but he actually felt that it was all right: "It's okay, maybe it will be recorded at that time, the father and son died in Sheji, eight thousand strong men guarded the gate of the country, and the history is passed down..."

"Don't make trouble." Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "Nowadays there are Jinwu Guards inside the palace, and guards outside the palace, and the front guards are suppressed to death. What's the use of my coming?"

Yun Lang accepted the ridicule and shook his hand.

What happened back then, he only listened to the elders talking about it.Although it is an old story, now things are changing and people are gone, but after all, there are still some things left.

If it is used properly, it may not be useless again.

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo, pondered for a moment, and said again: "Do you know that when Uncle Duan Wang first went to the northern border, the strength of Shuofang's army was actually far inferior to what it is now. The army's morale was weak, and they had suffered several defeats?"

When Xiao Shuo remembered, Shuofang's army was already a brave and skilled iron army, and he frowned when he heard the words: "I have heard about it, but I was too young at that time, so I never saw it with my own eyes."

"Yes." Yun Lang nodded, "Uncle Duan rectified the military system, completely dismantled and reorganized the Shuofang Army, set clear rewards and punishments, trained and fought with the new military law, and only then did the general clean up the atmosphere."

Yun Lang counted for him: "At that time, the cavalry consisted of Xiaorui, Ning Shuo, and Yunyi. The infantry consisted of Guangjie and Xiongwei. Besides that, there was also the most elite—"

Xiao Shuo: "Dragon Tiger Camp."

"Exactly." Yun Lang smiled, "Jing Canjun was in the army at that time, and he was in the Longhu Camp."

These are all things that happened more than twenty years ago, Yun Lang only knew the general idea, and didn't go into details: "Later, the battle between Yan and Yun was temporarily extinguished, but there was no peace in the capital. As a last resort, Uncle Duan Wang was transferred back to the capital, Became the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army."

"When King Duan returned to the capital, he brought a group of 50 elite personal soldiers, all from the Longhu Camp. This group of personal soldiers was incorporated into the imperial army, guarding the capital day and night, and later became the Dianqian Division."

"You are the son of Uncle Duan, Rong Di will naturally be afraid of you."

Yun Lang looked at him, and said slowly: "If you take the leadership of the Dianqian, in the eyes of the people in the court, although you may not have any feelings, but those Rongdi people who were beaten by the Dragon and Tiger Camp back then, I'm afraid there will be lingering fears." Still."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, then some cold self-mockery appeared in his eyes: "That's fine, left and right are still useful. Cheng Zuyin—"

"Besides, even my eldest brother told me."

Yun Lang interrupted softly: "In fact, you have already made preparations. If the national border changes, even if I don't come back to find you... without you and my business today."

Yun Lang clenched his fists: "I went to northern Xinjiang to die, and you will also go to defend those border towns."

Xiao Shuo's expression turned cold, and he pulled him tightly, his eyes fixed on Yun Lang.

"Just to make an analogy." Yun Lang calmed down and coughed dryly, "Aren't all of us in your house?"

"You don't even need to use analogies." Xiao Shuo gritted his teeth, stared at him for a while, and said calmly, "You should be lucky..."

His voice was too low, Yun Lang couldn't hear clearly, he was startled: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Shuo suppressed the crazy idea of ​​building a house and locking people up completely, "You want me to command the front of the palace and scare Rong Di. I know, and I will try to work around it."

Yun Lang sat on the rockery, and for some reason, he shivered for no reason.

There is no wind tonight, and the charcoal fire for roasting the whole lamb has not been completely extinguished.He didn't know if he had caught a cold again, so he moved to the side of the warm little Prince Xiao unconsciously: "Hmm."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were dim, and he stared at him for a while: "What else is there?"

"And...the staff you saved."

Yun Lang thought for a while: "I know, you haven't called them here these days because you don't want me to be upset by this..."

Xiao Shuo was squeezed and pressed against the ground a few times by him, looking at the person who had unconsciously rubbed against him, the coldness in his eyes lessened a little: "There is no need to talk about this matter."

"Let's talk about it." Yun Lang discussed in a slow voice, "Nowadays, one who can lead the army to fight is counted as one. It is not easy to keep it."

Yun Lang knew what Xiao Shuo was thinking, so he deliberately didn't mention those troublesome things: "They are my old department after all, and I'm asked to take care of them for a while. In the future, they will be released to fight a war and command an army. They are still reliable."

"Besides, I'm not that easy to be bullied, and I'm always poking my heart and lungs."

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Xiaowang's face so deep that he could drip water, his chest became hot for no reason, and he patted him with a smile: "According to this, when you see the emperor, don't you want to bite the table too? My idea, tell you to make false claims with him..."

"I never wanted to bite the table." Xiao Shuo frowned, "The captain who never beat Xiao Rui back then, it was you who came back so angry and bit the table, don't blame me."

"That's why I put myself and others in the same way."

Yun Lang yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said nonsense: "I have itchy teeth since I was a child, and I want to bite everything I see..."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then put his hand on the back of Yunlang's neck, and rubbed it slowly.

Yun Lang shuddered, extra vigilant: "What kind of new move is this?!"

"Catch a biting wild rabbit."

Xiao Shuo pressed the back of his neck, wrapped his cloak in a pocket, and picked him up: "It's late at night, go back to the room first."

"Why—"

Yun Lang misses his legs very much these days, so he reacted hastily and grabbed Xiao Wangye's clothes: "Wait a minute, the sheep haven't finished eating yet!"

"Someone cleans it up." Xiao Shuo said, "Since you are tired, you should rest first and talk on the couch if you have anything to say."

Yun Lang felt that this sentence was inexplicably wrong, and just as he was about to speak, a group of black iron guards walked over.

The prince has strictly ordered that at this time, no matter what happens, you must not take a look at it.

The Xuantie guards were serious, not allowing Yunlang to react, they had already looked at their noses, mouths and minds without squinting, and stood in a row facing the courtyard wall on the ground.

Yun Lang: "..."

Unexpectedly, Yun Lang blush into his collar, and immediately jumped onto Xiao Xiaowang's feet: "Xiao Shuo! If you mess around again, don't blame me in the future—"

Xiao Shuo calmly asked, "How?"

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of anything that could be used as a threat.

The only Zuixian Tower was actually slandered by him with all his strength.

Yun Lang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and said indiscriminately: "Whatever happens in the future, it will definitely not be like today. I don't care about anything, and I can't help but want to make you happy first..."

Xiao Shuo stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him.

As soon as Yun Lang got angry, he couldn't hide his words. When he realized it, he regretted it for a while, and his whole body turned red with embarrassment.

"I told you then, you don't have to choose me against your will when you encounter this kind of thing."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, and said in a soft voice, "But you chose me today, because you didn't choose me against your will, nor did you have any other intentions?"

Yun Lang stood there with red face, unable to speak.

Xiao Shuo's voice was extremely low, and only his lips could be seen moving slightly: "You really want to make me happy."

General Yun was ashamed and angry: "Why do you react so quickly to such a thing?!"

Xiao Shuo was still looking at Yun Lang, he was used to keeping his face, but now he couldn't react more violently, he just raised his hand and shook Yun Lang's arm.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, and decided that if Xiao Wangye said nonsense without winking, he immediately lifted his legs and kicked him into the room.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, stood still for a while, and said to himself, "There is something, I was angry with you."

Yun Lang was stunned: "Huh?"

"You return to Beijing this year, and the day you arrive in the capital is my birthday."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "I waited for you in the study all night. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to move, so I asked someone to build a ladder and filled up the holes dug under the wall."

"Why are you—" Yun Lang felt a little complicated, "Have you dug a hole under the fence? The rain has loosened the foundation, what should I do if it falls?"

"If it falls, it will fall." Xiao Shuo didn't know if he had really listened to his words, but he still murmured to himself, "If there were no such wall, during the three days you were outside the mansion, I could just raise my hand keep you here."

Yun Lang's chest felt sore, he didn't say anything, and raised his hand to tug on Xiao Shuo's sleeve.

"I didn't wait for you at that time, so I was very angry with you." Xiao Shuo let him hold the cuff, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "I thought that if you could understand my thoughts thoroughly one day, I would beat you up first. Hit your ass."

Yun Lang: "..."

"I'm glad to hear you say that."

Xiao Shuo tried to lift the corner of his lower lip. He was still a bit confused at this time, but he still thought about it carefully, and tried his best to make his tone more relaxed and cheerful: "This year's birthday gift, even if you have given it."

Yun Lang still wanted to ask him a hundred questions, but when he saw Prince Xiao standing in front of him, trying hard but unfamiliar to look like a boy, he felt a sudden pain in his heart: "Xiao Shuo."

The moonlight is just right, and the scenery is beautiful.

Young Master Yun stood in the bright moonlight, looked at the person in front of him, thought for a few times, but couldn't come up with anything else Xiao Shuo suddenly smiled at him well.

Yun Lang shuddered.

He was in a daze, and for some reason in his heart, he suddenly inexplicably felt something that he had never noticed in these years, or at a certain point, it happened in a flash, and before he realized it, he was killed by the next accident after another. The idea of ​​crushing and crushing into powder.

Yun Lang looked at him, his throat moved slightly.

Xiao Shuo took two steps closer, and according to his childhood routine, lightly thumped Yun Lang on the shoulder.

He tried his best to make himself do exactly as he remembered, took his hand back, turned around and left, hastily sinking into the dark night.