I quickly said: "Oh." Before coming, I brought all the stories about Yan Hui.
After offering my hands, I stood aside politely: "Your name is Yan Hui. You are the fifth prince of the Yan Kingdom."
An Bu forgot to flip through the paper in his hand, turning every page very carefully, for fear of missing something.
Yan Xitong and I didn't dare to breathe.
After a while, An Bu forgot to close his eyes, and a smile escaped from his lips: "I'll leave tomorrow."
Yan Xitong and I were full of surprise.
"Are you really Yan Hui?" I was a little unsure.
An Buwang looked at me with a smile: "What's there to be suspicious of?"
"Didn't you say that you have been dead for a long time?"
"Yes, but I don't know how long I have been dead. Maybe it's only two years, but it feels like a long time?"
What this guy said is not completely unreasonable.
Yan Xitong breathed a sigh of relief: "Fifth brother, it was wrong to kill you at first, but fourth brother didn't want to do it originally because you were too aggressive..."
"Let bygones be bygones. Anyway, I am dead. Now my wish has been fulfilled. I promised you that after you help me find my name, I will return this body to Yan... Yan Xiaoqing."
"When are you going to return it?" Yan Xitong asked.
An Buwang looked at him, showing a little sadness: "Do you really want me to leave as soon as possible?"
Yan Xitong suddenly realized that he could not offend him for the time being, and quickly apologized: "After all, you are also the fifth brother, and there is still one day left, why don't we brothers get together?"
"Yeah, that's fine. It's just us two brothers. At dawn tomorrow, you send someone to prepare cold jade. It must be a hundred-year-old cold jade."
"What do you want this for?" Yan Xitong was confused.
"Just bring it. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Yan Xitong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."
"Let us brothers have a drink tonight, don't bring anyone else with you." An Buwang said.
When An Bu forgot to say "other people", he deliberately looked at me, what a fool.
Yan Xitong agreed.
After leaving the palace, Yan Xitong told me on the road that his relationship with Yan Hui was actually quite good when he was a child, but due to different views and different values, the two eventually distanced themselves.
After Yan Xitong changed his clothes, he asked Xingfu to get a century-old cold jade, which was as big as a palm. Because the cold jade was very cold, he took a box and put it in it. I took a look at it and opened the lid.
A blast of cold air hit my face.
"The king has gone."
"My lord, are you not afraid of the ghost playing tricks?" Xingfu said worriedly.
"What are you afraid of? Even if Yan Hui holds a grudge against me and plays tricks on the food and wine, I will have Bodhisattva to protect me." Yan Xitong said proudly.
Xingfu thought about it, so he didn't stop him.
But this sentence has been taken to heart by me. It is said that you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.
Not long after Yan Xitong entered the palace, I put on my night clothes and followed him. But halfway through, I noticed a group of tails coming behind me.
Xia Yan, Batuzi, Hei Po, Pei Si, Huo Qilin, Muxian, Gu Lun, Shakshe, Xing Fu.
Everyone has the same night clothes.
"What are you doing here?" I asked in a low voice.
Who would have thought that there were ten people lying on the roof of a palace? How blind do you have to be to not see us?
Batuzi pulled down his mask and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, these guards are all ours, they won't say anything even if they see them."
It turns out that they were also worried that this fake would be harmful to Yan Xitong.
ps: I really hate myself! Why haven’t I finished writing it yet?
