Although A Yuan is young, he is very talented! Especially since he has been around Ye Moyan since he was a child, it really seems like that when he is serious.
"Young Master, I'm not lying to you. The master is indeed busy. If not, can you go in and ask in person?"
"Okay, I will believe you for now, but if I find out in the future that you are lying to me... Humph!"
Guan Zhixing smiled bitterly.
Who is he provoking?
Today's master is difficult enough to take care of, and now he adds a little... ugh.
"By the way, who is the guest today?"
A Yuan sneaked over.
"I just saw it in front of the window. That brother in white seems to be Sister Fairy's friend, right? I've seen him before. Why is he here? Is he here to see Sister Fairy?"
Guanzhixing didn’t know how to answer.
A Yuan sighed, with an expression like "I understand, you don't need to say anything."
"That brother, you can tell from a glance that he likes the fairy sister. No wonder dad locked himself in the study when he came back! Tsk!"
Guanzhixing, "..."
My little ancestor, you really dare to say anything.
"That brother is really good-looking, and the fairy sister seems to be getting along well with him. If this continues, daddy will be poached sooner or later! Who makes him have a stern face every day? If he doesn't want the fairy sister to be snatched away
, it is best to get the fairy sister back as soon as possible! Otherwise, if others take away the sister, A Yuan will not recognize him as his father!"
After saying this, A Yuan ran away with his short legs.
Guan Zhixing shook his head helplessly and left.
In the study.
Ye Moyan slowly opened his eyes, and there was a letter in front of him.
It was what Ling Xuewei left behind when she left.
It said that she would be away for a while, waiting for her to come back.
He asked Butler Gu that during the days he left, Ling Xuewei would ask him every day when he would come back and would often go to the rooftop.
Maybe...she didn't leave without saying goodbye?
Mo Jiusu, what are you still looking forward to?
He lowered his eyes and raised a sneer on his lips.
The intimate scene between the two that day flashed through my mind over and over again.
That man knew her past, everything about her, even her children...
Did she ever lean into that man's arms intimately? Hug, hold hands, even kiss...
Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in my head, as if it was going to explode.
Ye Moyan covered his head with a painful expression.
"master?"
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Guan Zhixing opened the door and saw this scene.
"Master, wake up! Someone is coming!"
…
Guan Zhixing felt his master's pulse, his expression slightly condensed.
"Lord Guan, what's going on, Your Majesty? Why did you suddenly become unconscious?" Butler Gu looked worried.
Guan Zhixing stopped his hand and said, "It's okay. It's just a recurrence of the old disease and the recent fatigue, which made him comatose. I'll prescribe two sets of medicine and you'll be fine after taking it for a few days."
"Huh, this is good, this is good."
"Don't let anyone else know about this, especially the young master."
"Old slave understands."
"Here is the prescription. Go down and make the medicine."
"yes."
After he left, Guan Zhixing's expression completely darkened.
In fact, the master's sudden coma was not a recurrence of an old disease. But the strange thing is that even he could not find out the cause.
It seems that it is time to recall the elders.
In a dream.
Ye Moyan came to the familiar sea of flowers again.
Fiery red, dazzling and shining.
In the sea of flowers, a green shadow stands.
The figure is as slender as a bamboo. The light and shadow hit her body, leaving a warm halo.
Even though he could only see his back, it gave him a familiar feeling of An Ran.
She turned around, but the light and shadow obscured her face, making it difficult for him to see what she looked like.
She seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly from a distance.
He was about to step forward when the scene suddenly changed.
On the battlefield.
Two armies confront each other.
She was dressed in black and stood in the sky.
Behind him, thousands of soldiers stood in line, and flying boats and flying instruments that had never been seen before were hovering in the sky.
The air waves are scorching, and the fire is soaring into the sky.
The two armies fought, shouting and killing each other.
The soldiers in the strange costumes held strange weapons in their hands, which he had never seen before. He wanted to get closer, but found that his feet seemed to have roots and could not move.
In the sea of thousands of people, he searched for that familiar figure and finally found her.
But seeing the danger approaching her, unprecedented panic surged in his heart! But he couldn't move and could only watch helplessly!
Just then, a person appeared.
The man held her in his arms to shield her from the crisis.
The light and shadow fall on them. One is tall and the other is slender, so harmonious, as if they are a match made in heaven.
Who is that?
Why does this scene appear in the dream?
The two of them were leaning against each other, and he could see that she was full of dependence, trust, and love for him.
His appearance surprised and delighted her.
A strange emotion welled up in his heart, making him irritable.
For some reason, the scene in front of him hurt his eyes deeply, but it was still firmly etched in his mind.
My chest felt like an awl was stabbing me hard.
Suddenly, as soon as his feet were empty, he fell into the deep sea.
The sea water instantly enveloped him, like countless hands, dragging him towards the depths.
Light came and when his feet touched the bottom, he suddenly realized that he had arrived in a strange place.
The eyes were filled with stars, and there were faint shooting stars passing by.
A chrysalis-like thing that was as tall as a person appeared in front of it, with a flickering light all around it. Behind the light and shadow, a person's figure was vaguely reflected.
He couldn't see clearly what the man looked like, and he didn't know who he was, but he just felt vaguely familiar.
"Who are you?"
Ye Moyan opened his mouth, but there was no response from behind the light curtain.
"Where is this?"
"This is your heart."
A deep voice came. He seemed to have heard this voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Heart Sea?"
Could this be his sea of consciousness?
"Then who are you?"
"One day, you will know."
Ye Moyan sat down, this place made him feel at ease inexplicably.
"Were you responsible for those scenes in the dream?"
"No. What you think becomes a dream."
"Are those fake?"
"Truth and falsehood can only be determined by the heart."
The two started chatting like this.
"Why are you in here? Can you come out?"
"The time has not come yet."
"When?"
"It's up to you."
"I?"
"That's right."
Ye Moyan was puzzled, "Who are you?"
"It's time for you to go back..."
The sound gradually faded away until it disappeared.
When his consciousness returned and he opened his eyes again, it was his own room.
"Master! Are you awake? Great!"
Guan Zhixing was overjoyed to see him awake. Ye Moyan was in a daze and sat up, "What's wrong with me?"
"You suddenly fell into coma, which scared me. How do you feel now?"
Comatose?
He remembered that his head suddenly throbbed, and then he fainted.