"Your Majesty, you have forgotten, I am the boy who has been your companion since childhood." Xia Yan said seriously.
I was petrified beside you.
Anbu Wangwang began to look at Xia Yan from top to bottom, from left to right: "Are you really the lonely king's scholar?"
Xia Yan lowered his eyebrows: "Yes."
"Why hasn't King Lone seen you?"
"The King is the Son of Heaven, and the Emperor has many things to do. I spent a few days studying with the King when I was young. It is normal for the King not to remember."
I thought An Bu Wang would be very resistant to Xia Yan, but I didn't expect An Bu Wang to slap his head: "It seems that there is such a thing."
It's you, you big-headed devil! If the young Xia Yan were your reading companion, I would chop off his fucking head and use it as a stool for you.
"Ahem, cough, cough... everyone else, please step aside." I waved the rest of the people away.
After everyone has cleaned up, I get to the point.
"This Xia Zixuan was invited by us all the way. He may be able to help you remember who you are."
An Bu forgot to give Shi Ran and said: "The solitary king will wait and see."
I stepped aside and threw everything to Xia Yan to see if he could capture anything from An Buwang's words.
Xia Yan glanced at the stool and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, can you please sit down and talk?"
An Buwang nodded: "Sit down."
When Xia Yan lifted up his robe and sat down, An Buwang suddenly laughed: "I almost got fooled by you."
Xia Yan and I both looked puzzled.
An Buwang pointed his finger at Xia Yan like a villain and said: "Actually, you are not the lonely king's companion at all."
Xia Yan's expression did not change, but he was contented: "Oh? How can the king see that?"
"From the position you just sat down."
Xia Yan raised his eyebrows, and a hint of admiration overflowed from his eyes. He didn't say anything, just acquiescing to An Buwang to continue talking.
An Buwang asked: "If you are just a book boy, how can you show the attitude of a king when you sit down?"
I was so frightened, can you tell?
"The king's observation of words and expressions is really sharp."
"Your Excellency has a majestic appearance and extraordinary bearing. Why don't you show your true face to others?" Anbu Wangxie smiled and looked at Xia Yan leisurely.
Xia Yanchao An Buwang handed over his hand: "I am Xia Yan, whose nickname is Zixuan. When I was young, I studied with many princes of the Yan Kingdom for a few days. It is not a lie to say that I read with you."
This time, my jaw was dislocated.
Later, I learned from Xia Yan's explanation that when he was a child, Xia Yan had visited the Yan Kingdom with his father. At that time, the relationship between the Yan Kingdom and the Xia Kingdom was not so tense, and there were other Xia Kingdom princes who came with them.
The King of the Xia Kingdom was relatively strict. Even if he went on a mission to other countries, he did not want his children to delay their studies. The King of the Yan Kingdom asked several princes of the Xia Kingdom to study with his sons. Although it was only for a few days, from Xia Yan's verbal description, it was still
It can be seen that those few days were probably not very pleasant.
"Your name is Xia Yan?" An Buwang formed a ball every day, seeming to have some reflections.
"Do you recognize the widow?"
An Bu forgot for a moment and shook his head decisively: "I don't recognize it."
Xia Yan chuckled: "May I ask, when did your brother pass away?"
An Buwang thought about it for a long time: "It's been too long and I don't even remember it."
"Is it true that I can't remember?" Xia Yan looked at An Buwang.
"You will know when you die. The longer you die, the memories left in the world will slowly disappear. If it weren't for this, how could I even forget your name?" Anbu Wang said calmly.
