How could I know who he was? I shook my head: "I don't know!"
"Then why did you know there was a child inside?"
How do I explain this? Say I saw it in a dream? Would you think I was lying if I told you?
"Isn't there a child here?" I asked him.
Yan Xiaoqing looked at the crystal-clear coffin not far from us: "I don't know if there are children in it, but I heard that many years ago, An Guo spent a lot of money and ordered the swordsmith to go ahead and build a statue.
Crystal coffin, if your guess is right, this is it!"
"It looks like it to me. This belongs to our Anguo. When we get out, I will definitely inform Anguo to pull this crystal coffin back!"
Yan Xiaoqing laughed lowly, with a sense of helpless frustration: "Chang Ting, what exactly is growing in your head?"
I looked at him puzzled.
Yan Xiaoqing looked over with deep brows: "If my guess is correct, the person who once lay here must be..."
"Dead man!" I replied simply.
He turned to look at me, with ever-changing expressions, and finally turned into a sigh: "Well, you're right!"
Of course that's right. Which living person can't think of lying in a coffin so hard?
After that, Yan Xiaoqing remained silent and said no more.
I took a bite of the wild fruit and sighed to the silent man next to me: "After eating wild fruits for so many days, I really miss the taste of meat!"
Yan Xiaoqing slid his Adam's apple, as if my appetite was aroused: "I remember that there is a roasted pigeon house that is good!"
I swallowed hard: "Squab, I like to eat the most!"
"When you get out, I will take you to eat!"
"Is it far?"
He paused: "Far!"
"How long does it take to get there?"
"It's faster than riding a horse, about two days!"
"..."
Talking about this feels a bit like eating cakes to satisfy hunger, but for some reason, they are unwilling to stop. Unlike Xia Yan, who has been bored in the palace all year round, Yan Xiaoqing has lived in Kyoto for so long and has eaten almost all the delicacies in Kyoto.
When it comes to eating, it's like a flood that has opened up and keeps flowing.
“The braised pig’s trotters from the Chengnan restaurant taste very authentic and are very elastic when you bite into them. The braised beef tendons are also tender, juicy and chewy.”
"When we go out, let's go eat together, I'll treat you!" I promised with my mouth dripping and patting my chest loyally.
Yan Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, as if he was laughing at my naivety: "Do you think I will go back again?"
I was startled, yes, I finally escaped from Xia Yan's control, how could I get into the tiger's mouth again?
"Then...then there's nothing we can do!" I said bluntly.
"I owe you!" A smile appeared on his handsome face. Although it was only a shallow smile, it was much prettier than the mask-like smile he usually wore.
"Yan Xiaoqing!" I looked at him seriously.
"Um?"
"What is the deep hatred between you and Xia Yan?"
"Have a deep hatred? I and he have never entered the water but never violated the river, so how can we have such a deep hatred?" Yan Xiaoqing replied lazily.
"Come on. If you don't have any deep hatred, why would you want to kill each other when we meet?" I asked reluctantly.
In fact, I also asked Xia Yan this question, and Xia Yan's answer to me was that Yan Xiaoqing blocked his way, and anyone who blocks his progress, no matter who they are, is an enemy!
"Maybe you think he's not pleasing to your eyes!" I didn't know who he was, so I shook my head: "I don't know!"
"Then why did you know there was a child inside?"
How do I explain this? Say I saw it in a dream? Would you think I was lying if I told you?
"Isn't there a child here?" I asked him.
Yan Xiaoqing looked at the crystal-clear coffin not far from us: "I don't know if there are children in it, but I heard that many years ago, An Guo spent a lot of money and ordered the swordsmith to go ahead and build a statue.
Crystal coffin, if your guess is right, this is it!"
"It looks like it to me. This belongs to our Anguo. When we get out, I will definitely inform Anguo to pull this crystal coffin back!"
Yan Xiaoqing laughed lowly, with a sense of helpless frustration: "Chang Ting, what exactly is growing in your head?"
I looked at him puzzled.
Yan Xiaoqing looked over with deep brows: "If my guess is correct, the person who once lay here must be..."
"Dead man!" I replied simply.
He turned to look at me, with ever-changing expressions, and finally turned into a sigh: "Well, you're right!"
Of course that's right. Which living person can't think of lying in a coffin so hard?
After that, Yan Xiaoqing remained silent and said no more.
I took a bite of the wild fruit and sighed to the silent man next to me: "After eating wild fruits for so many days, I really miss the taste of meat!"
Yan Xiaoqing slid his Adam's apple, as if my appetite was aroused: "I remember that there is a roasted pigeon house that is good!"
I swallowed hard: "Squab, I like to eat the most!"
"When you get out, I will take you to eat!"
"Is it far?"
He paused: "Far!"
"How long does it take to get there?"
"It's faster than riding a horse, about two days!"
"..."
Talking about this feels a bit like eating cakes to satisfy hunger, but for some reason, they are unwilling to stop. Unlike Xia Yan, who has been bored in the palace all year round, Yan Xiaoqing has lived in Kyoto for so long and has eaten almost all the delicacies in Kyoto.
When it comes to eating, it's like a flood that has opened up and keeps flowing.
“The braised pig’s trotters from the Chengnan restaurant taste very authentic and are very elastic when you bite into them. The braised beef tendons are also tender, juicy and chewy.”
"When we go out, let's go eat together, I'll treat you!" I promised with my mouth dripping and patting my chest loyally.
Yan Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, as if he was laughing at my naivety: "Do you think I will go back again?"
I was startled, yes, I finally escaped from Xia Yan's control, how could I get into the tiger's mouth again?
"Then...then there's nothing we can do!" I said bluntly.
"I owe you!" A smile appeared on his handsome face. Although it was only a shallow smile, it was much prettier than the mask-like smile he usually wore.
"Yan Xiaoqing!" I looked at him seriously.
"Um?"
"What is the deep hatred between you and Xia Yan?"
"Have a deep hatred? I and he have never entered the water but never violated the river, so how can we have such a deep hatred?" Yan Xiaoqing replied lazily.
"Come on. If you don't have any deep hatred, why would you want to kill each other when we meet?" I asked reluctantly.
In fact, I also asked Xia Yan this question, and Xia Yan's answer to me was that Yan Xiaoqing blocked his way, and anyone who blocks his progress, no matter who they are, is an enemy!
