comeback [rebirth]

Cen Yuan has never been to a real battlefield, so this will definitely not be his memory.However, everything seemed very real, as if there was indeed a tragic battle somewhere.

Although he did not personally participate, he watched the audience like a lonely soul that no one could discover.

And this dream full of swords and swords will eventually stay on someone's back.

Under the scorching sun, the man's body was covered with armor, which should be an indestructible protection, but at this time, the arrows pierced dazzling holes, exposing the vulnerable flesh and blood.But he still stood upright, with the gun in his hand standing upright on the ground, the hand holding the gun handle was stained with messy blood, but it was held extremely tightly, the joints were distinct, and even the veins on the back of the hand were protruding.

That was Yan Xuan's hand.

Cen Yuan could tell at a glance that this was Yan Xuan's back.

It's just that this back figure is taller than what he remembers, or the most common one on weekdays. It is more like a human figure transformed from a copper wall and iron wall, standing on the border of Daning, using its body to resist the wind and rain outside.

Even if the figure didn't make any sound, just this scene seems to be telling——

Even if it is smashed to pieces and sacrificed on the battlefield, it will not hesitate.

Every time he sees this figure from behind, Cen Yuan's heart is shocked.

Although it was a dream, his five senses were as sensitive as reality.He could feel the sunlight irritating his eyes, the flying sand blurring the light, and the smell of blood lingering in his nose for a long time that could not dissipate.

He even felt an indescribable emotion running through his limbs.

But at the same time, he is like a soul without a body, floating in the air, and can only be fixed at a place a few steps away from the back, unable to move forward or backward.

He wanted to confirm the real appearance of this figure from the front, and to touch and see the person under the armor, but every time he stretched out his hand, this dream came to an abrupt end.

When she opened her eyes again, either the top of the bed or Yan Xuan's warm body appeared in sight.

The same is true of the dream tonight.

That figure was as tall and firm as ever, and he was also unable to touch him as always.

But I don't know if it's because at noon, because of the invisible distance feeling in his throat, he noticed the distance from the back at this time.

——He seems to be... getting closer to that figure.

This change is really unfathomable, so he was attracted by the surrounding environment a few times before, and he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't hit it by mistake until today.

Or it is also possible that the desire to shorten that distance in his heart was too strong, and finally broke through the invisible barrier that night.

And in the following days, he could find that the distance between himself and that figure was getting closer.

Until one night, the distance that was originally an arm's length was only a few centimetres.He only needs to push forward a little harder, and he can touch it.

—but the dream happened to be awake at this moment.

It was actually still gray outside the window, with only a sliver of indigo light peeking through the cracks.The humid air is mixed with the fragrance of eucalyptus, and the white smoke from the incense burner is faintly floating.

Cen Yuan stared blankly at the white smoke for a long time, and felt that someone was tightening his waist, so he shifted his gaze to the person in front of him——

Yan Xuan's breathing was quiet and long, probably still in a deep sleep.

Ever since the last big wedding night, in order to prevent him from tossing about in the middle of the night, Yan Xuan simply put his arms around his waistband in his arms, and found that it was so effective. After that, he did this every night, looking for other things after getting up—— Usually it is the soft pillow that he has slept on, let Cen Yuan hug it.

As for the latter, he really didn't bother anymore, and simply threw away the remaining shame.

Fortunately, embarrassing things like the first time in the suburbs seldom happened. Even if they happened occasionally, he would pretend to turn over. The two of them knew each other, and neither of them would deliberately bring up this topic.

So at this moment, Cen Yuan looked at Yan Xuan's sleeping state up close, with a dazed expression on his face.

While sleeping, the little general who usually looks like a weapon seems to have put away all the fierceness that was exposed outside, his long eyelashes are half drooping, and his thin lips are slightly pursed. For a moment, only softness remained, as if all the hard parts had been swallowed up.

It was the completely opposite feeling from the back figure in the dream.

Until now, Cen Yuan didn't know why he dreamed of such a scene.

If it is true, then the feeling that Yan Xuan gave him in the dream is indeed what he has always thought, a general he can be proud of; but it is understandable to say it is absurd-why would he imagine Yan Xuan so A moment of life hanging by a thread.

Perhaps it was because those repressed anxieties erupted without warning in the early morning, or maybe it was because he in the dream had never been able to really touch the other party. At this moment, Cen Yuan unexpectedly stretched out his hand, wanting to Find out which side is the dream.

At this moment, Yan Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

When Cen Yuan met his eyes, he froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand in the next moment, but Yan Xuan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and directly grabbed his wrist.

Yan Xuan said, "What is Your Highness doing?"

His voice was low and hoarse when he just woke up, not to mention that the distance between Cen Yuan and him was less than half a foot, his voice was compressed in this square inch, with a faint smile, and the linkage could be vaguely felt Even the air seemed to vibrate slightly because of the breath he got.

Cen Yuan rolled his Adam's apple inadvertently.

He tried to retract his hand, but he couldn't move it.

The censer is still emitting white smoke, quietly lingering.

Cen Yuan suddenly felt that he couldn't look directly at the other party again, so he looked away in a panic, curling his fingers slightly.

However, because of the small space, no matter how he moved his eyes, he could still catch a glimpse of Yan Xuan's face from the corner of his eye.

After a long time, he replied indifferently: "It's nothing, it's rare to wake up earlier than you, it's quite novel, I want to see if you will snort when your nose is pinched."

Yan Xuan: "..."

Rao Cen Yuan himself couldn't help laughing after saying this.

The white smoke that was still floating in the air just now dispersed in the blink of an eye.

After a moment of silence, Yan Xuan pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled silently at the nonsense words, not sure if he was angry or teased.He let go, and then pinched the tip of the other's nose.

Cen Yuan: "..."

This pinching didn't use any strength at all, it was more like a light swipe on the tip of the nose with the pulp of a finger, but Cen Yuan felt that this slap produced fine and dense tremors, which penetrated all the way deep into the skin.

He pursed his lips, then turned his head and looked away, but his hand touched the tip of his nose on the way back.

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The daylight has been getting later and later recently, but the same thing is that once the dawn breaks, it will be bright in a short while.

At this moment, the light shining into the room has become completely orange, and the rooster crowing can be heard vaguely from nowhere.

Yan Xuan was used to getting up early in the morning, and even earlier when it was hot, so she could compete with the rising sun.It's just that the life in Danlin County has been comfortable recently, and with the restriction of Cen Yuan, the "little oil bottle", he inevitably wakes up later and later.

But in any case, like Cen Yuan, he will not be able to stay until Sishi. Usually, he will be fully awake within a quarter of an hour after sunrise, and he will go to the yard to train by himself first, so as not to be dull.

So at this moment, he didn't linger on the bed much, and when he got up, he asked, "Continue to sleep?"

Cen Yuan turned over, hugged the pillow that the other party handed over into his arms, and answered vaguely, but he couldn't make out whether it was "uh" or "um".He locked the soft pillow completely, turned his back to Yan Xuan, consciously wrapped the only quilt covering his body tightly, and whispered: "Sleep a little longer."

Yan Xuan replied with an "um" and went to wash up.

Hearing the barely audible footsteps walking away, Cen Yuan let out a deep breath, but he felt no sleepiness and never closed his eyes again.

In the end, he himself didn't know how long he was just in a daze. Anyway, when he got up, Yan Xuan was chatting with the butler on the corridor bridge.Of course, it seemed that the butler was basically talking, and Yan Xuan listened silently.

When Cen Yuan walked over, he vaguely caught them talking about a few trees planted in the yard, and wondered how the little general had the leisure to learn about them.

Yan Xuan quickly noticed him: "Are you up?"

"En." Cen Yuan walked over, grabbed a handful of fish food from him, and sprinkled it into the pond in front of him, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Yan Xuan said, "Have you eaten yet?"

The housekeeper quickly answered: "The breakfast is still warming up in the kitchen, this old slave is going to order someone to bring it to His Highness, where does His Highness want to use it?"

There is a small pavilion in the center of the pond here, and a stone table was placed, and Cen Yuan walked towards the pavilion: "Just take it here."

The butler withdrew after answering, and Yan Xuan followed Cen Yuan: "What's the plan for today?"

"What arrangements can I have?" Cen Yuan said, "Could it be possible that you have?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Yan Xuan agreed, "I will take you to a place."

Cen Yuan: "?"

If the little general followed his usual style, he would never talk so obliquely in business matters, not to mention deliberately teasing him at this moment, which is even rarer.

Cen Yuan became more and more curious, but no matter how he asked, the little general kept his mouth shut, his mouth was so tight that he didn't show a single crack, which made him feel like he couldn't eat the breakfast, and he was almost caught off guard because he ate too quickly. Choke.

It wasn't until he finally finished his breakfast peacefully under Yan Xuan's supervision, and after a while, he finally went out.

The weather was very good that day, and the sun was very comfortable on the body. The warmth and the autumn wind blowing slowly formed a kind of just right balance.

In the bustling city, there is a lot of chatter and laughter, and even the overlapping sounds are noisier than usual.It was almost impossible for the carriage to pass through it, and the two of them didn't go out on horseback at all, they just walked as if they were carriages, as if they were just out for a stroll.

Cen Yuan followed him, wanting to see what kind of tricks this young general was up to, but he saw the other party lead him through the crowd, and suddenly stopped in front of a mansion gate.

He was slightly startled.

He immediately remembered what this place was, because the plaque on the door was clearly engraved with three words - "Xianyun Mansion".

However, slight changes have taken place in this inconspicuous place. Instead of bare coarse cloth lanterns hanging at the door, there are two exquisite hexagonal lanterns, with light landscapes painted on the silk gauze... and The characters "Yan" and "Cen" written in Xiaozhuan.