stream of heart

Chapter 13 Encounter

In the evening, Mu Tianyang opened the window openly and came in, An Rui made the bed, saluted and retreated, while Yan Zhengjun was still practicing calligraphy at the desk.Mu Tianyang walked to his side, leaned over and looked, "That's right, this word is becoming more and more powerful. Subdue the enemy without fighting..."

Yan Zhengjun blocked his head and continued to practice.Mu Tianyang looked at him dissatisfied and raised his eyebrows.

Yan Zhengjun didn't raise his head, "I haven't settled the account with you last time, so I dare to come here."

Mu Tianyang rubbed his nose, and said forcefully, "It's not right what you said, I'll help you."

Yan Zhengjun raised his hand, tapped the tip of the pen towards the center of his eyebrows, leaving a black smudge, then drew a circle around the periphery, and glanced at him, "It hasn't soaked enough yet, has it?"

Mu Tianyang didn't care at all, and didn't wipe it off, "How come I'm still as angry as when I was a child, and I won't think of a new way to punish people."

Yan Zhengjun bowed his head, picked up the words he had just written, blew on them, put them aside and folded them up, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Tianyang stopped answering and just looked at him.Yan Zhengjun ignored him and straightened up to relax his muscles and bones.

Walking to the table and pouring a drink, Yan Zhengjun said, "I don't think people like you, you are a swinger who likes beautiful women, and you have no reason to change your sex and throw yourself into the arms of a man. People are stupid Even if you have some conspiracy, will you still think you are crazy?"

Mu Tianyang smiled knowingly, walked over and sat down, "It turns out that Xiaojun is worried about me."

Yan Zhengjun didn't want to talk to him very much, he took a sip of tea, and said after a long time, "This is not my request, but An Nian's own request."

Mu Tianyang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "You usually keep silent, do you still have ideas?"

Yan Zhengjun said to himself, "Since he has made up his mind, I will not stop him." Turning his head to look at him seriously, "Just like you and me, whoever persuades you, can you persuade him?"

Mu Tianyang looked at Yan Zhengjun, as if he would never be confused and frightened, as if he had no weakness.It was like this six years ago, and it will still be like this six years later, even though Yan Zhengjun six years ago was one year younger than himself.

At that time, he was only a ten-year-old child, and his father was the only prince, the emperor's younger brother, and he was also a spoiled child.That year he cried and cried to watch the spring hunt, and his father and mother had nothing to do with him, the emperor even agreed to it.

He was very excited to see archery, horse riding and many small animals for the first time, which were so fun and interesting.On the third day, he also rode his favorite little brown horse to hunt with his father and uncle Huang.The father sent a group of people to follow, but he couldn't bear the temptation. He followed the cute deer all the way, and rode into the depths of the dense forest.At some point, the guards behind him gradually distanced themselves from him, and when he came back to his senses, he had lost his way in the forest, fell off his horse and sprained his ankle in a moment of impatience.He was frightened and shouted loudly, but no one came to save him.The sky was getting dark, and even though he was young, he knew there were wild beasts in the mountains, so he endured the pain and moved to a cave to hide temporarily.

It wasn't until dark that he heard a voice from outside, as if his father was calling him, he was very happy, just stood up and was about to speak out, when suddenly he heard the sound of swords and swords fighting, he was anxious and afraid, In the end, I had to wait until it was quiet outside before going out.

But he didn't expect that he would see that scene that he would never forget in his life.

The father held a sword in his hand, and lay quietly on the ground. His body had been chopped off in many places, his robe and the grass on the ground were soaked in blood, and his eyes were still wide open. He was full of unwillingness and disbelief.

He was so frightened that he couldn't move for a moment, and he still maintained that tiptoe posture until he came back to his senses, and he couldn't remember the foot injury anymore, and ran towards his father, "Father!"

He may have fallen a few times, but he couldn't remember, he was unconscious.He desperately wanted to help his father up, but he couldn't do it at all. He felt his face gradually blurred.He held his father's head in his arms, shaking and screaming desperately, he tried hard to dry his eyes, but his father would never respond to him again, and he would never pretend to be angry after he was naughty, but Plead for mercy when mother punishes him.He knew that his father had left him forever, and that his father would never come back.

His yelling brought the killer back. In the dimness, he saw that the person beside the leader seemed to stop him, but soon, a man drew out a knife and walked towards him. He had lost all his strength and could not move. , or do not want to move.He thought that at that time, his eyes should have been a bit fierce, otherwise why the man even took a step back when he met his eyes.

It was at that time that he met Yan Zhengjun for the first time.At that time, Yan Zhengjun was so small, even thinner than him, but slowly stood in front of him.He looked up from his back, only seeing a moon-white dress.

He heard Yan Zhengjun's immature voice, calm and calm, "Master."

A man in black led a group of people and appeared silently from behind. Almost instantly, the situation was reversed.Yan Zhengzheng, who was standing in front of him, looked at the scattered dead bodies on the ground, and never moved or looked back.Until the group of men in black knelt down in front of Yan Zhengjun and said that everyone had been cleaned up.

Yan Zhengjun just turned around and looked at him with calm eyes, "You still have the past ten years anyway, I have never had it."

He saw Yan Zhengjun squatting down, inspecting his father's wound carefully, and took out a jade pendant from his tightly clenched hand.He looked at the red word "Nei" on the black jade card, his head slammed, and he quickly reached out to grab it, but no matter how he looked at it, it was still the very familiar jade card, which he had seen countless times on the guards beside Uncle Huang. Pass.Once it looked good, and asked Uncle Huang to take a piece to play with.

He didn't understand how this jade tablet appeared.Uncle Huang, he is obviously the elder brother of his father, and he loves and dotes on him so much.

Yan Zhengjun glanced at him and turned his face towards his father.He looked at his father's eyes that were still closed, and suddenly burst into tears.He raised his hand and slowly closed his eyes for his father. He knew that from this moment on, Mu Tianyang was no longer that Mu Tianyang.

He turned around and knelt down towards Yan Zhengjun, kowtowing non-stop, "Please, help me, help me..."

Yan Zhengjun knelt down, stopped his head, and stared at him, "I can help you, but if you want to live, your father must stay here."

"No, don't, don't leave the father here, please..." He refused, and wanted to continue knocking.

Yan Zhengjun showed no mercy, "Take him away, and you won't survive, let alone revenge."

He panicked, he had to take revenge, and he couldn't leave his father here, this place was full of desolation and might be swallowed by wild beasts.He cried and begged, he had never hoped that others would promise him one thing like this.

But Yan Zhengjun brushed his hand away, stood up without hesitation and turned around, "I only wait for you ten steps, after ten steps, if you don't follow up, you will live and you will die, so I have nothing to do with it."

He fell to the ground, watching Yan Zhengjun walk out step by step without hesitation, nine, eight, seven, six...

No, no, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He could only hold the jade tablet tightly, wiped away all the blur in front of his eyes, and took a last look at his father.

"I'll follow you!" He heard himself shouting, but it seemed too far away to be him.