[Rebirth] Pity

Chapter 24

On the day of leaving, Amoya took Wang Zi'an with snot and tears, and the whole little face was crying pitifully. The child wrote all the reluctance on his face.

"Lord Lianqi, please stay!"

Seeing Amoya's sobbing, Prince Anxin couldn't bear it. He patted the child's head and said softly, "I will come back to see you."

Han Zhiliu gave a "tsk" impatiently, and said in disgust, "You really are a crybaby, what a trouble!"

"You're the one who loves to cry!" Amoya wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and stared back at Han Zhiliu not to be outdone.

Niya comforted Amoya and said, "Master Lian Qi is leaving, you have to make a good impression!"

Jodah also said to his son, "Don't cry, man!"

In the end, Wang Zi'an and Han Zhiliu boarded the carriage under Amoya's reluctant eyes. When parting, Han Zhiliu said "crybaby" in Amoya's ear.

"Han Zhiliu is an idiot! Lord Lianqi! You must come back!!"

The carriage drove far away, Wang Zi'an looked back at the blurry figure in the distance, his eyes were slightly red, "Why can't you have a good word with Amoya in the end? It's really bad!"

Han Zhiliu put on the mask early, and said with a nasal tone in his voice, "Little brats are trouble."

When the vehicle was out of sight, Amoya entered the house with red eyes, lowered his head and walked forward, hitting his father's back straight.

Judah patted his son's head, "Stinky boy, look!"

Amoya raised his head in response, and before he had time to argue with his father, the painting he entered had already made him look stupid.

A painting hangs in the center of the hall. In the painting, there are Juda, Niya, Wang Zi'an, Han Zhiliu, and himself in the middle. Everyone in the painting has different expressions and is flexible and vivid. Amoya looks at the painting Han Zhiliu, who also had the same arrogant expression on his face, suddenly burst into tears, "Han Zhiliu...you idiot!"

Han Zhiliu, who made the children cry until he finally left, is indeed a bad person!

The carriage of Wang Zi'an rushed to meet Azano's men and horses, and then embarked on a journey back to Daqing. The sunset grassland, cattle and sheep strolling, the journey to foreign countries is not over yet...

Joining Azanuo's team, Azanuo stayed in his carriage and did not meet Wang Zi'an and Wang Zi'an. Wang Zi'an and Han Zhiliu stayed in their own carriage, somehow heaved a sigh of relief. In the convoy, there really are no prairie robbers without eyes.

It was another sunny day, Wang Zi'an got off the carriage, the morning air was very fresh and cool with the smell of green grass, but it was only cool for a while, it was not like that at noon!

"Your Excellency Lianqi, Your Highness invites you and your companions to sit down." A girl dressed as a waiter said respectfully to the prince.

Wang Zi'an was surprised, but he didn't say much. Han Zhiliu in the car also heard it, got out of the car, and together with Wang Zi'an were led by the maid to Azano's carriage.On the way, Wang Zi'an glanced at Han Zhiliu quietly, but the other party was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see any expression.

"You don't need to be too polite, the journey is boring, I just want to talk to you." Azano sat obliquely, looking lazy and unruly.

Even though he said that, Wang Zi'an didn't dare to relax. Azanuo's dark eyes turned around the two, and finally settled on Han Zhiliu, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Han Zhiliu looked calm, and said without panic, "Before I was bitten by a wolf, it was inconvenient to see people, so I covered it up."

Wang Zi'an secretly praised Han Zhiliu's remarks.

Azanuo sat up straight and stretched out his hand to uncover Han Zhiliu's mask. The sudden accident made Wang Zi'an's heart rise to his throat, but just as Azanuo's hand touched the wooden mask, He stopped, thought for a while and withdrew his hand again.

"Forget it, since it's disfigured, I don't want to watch it, so as not to affect my mood."

The corners of Han Zhiliu's mouth under the mask twitched, calm as usual.

Wang Zi'an was speechless inwardly, as expected, he was an old acquaintance, this level of poisonous tongue is really...

The three of them sat in the carriage, and Han Zhiliu silently served as a background wall. Later, Han Zhiliu simply found a reason to go back to the carriage behind, leaving Wang Zi'an alone to face His Royal Highness. The pressure was enormous!Fortunately, after being tortured by Han Zhiliu's language, Wang Zi'an's ability to resist blows is not so high.

"Can you draw?"

Stared at by Azanuo's scorching eyes, Wang Zi'an couldn't help being taken aback, and said dryly: "Know how to be a little furry."

"Then you come and take a look at the painting." Azano did not give Wang Zian a chance to refuse, and quickly asked the attendant to bring paper, ink, brush and inkstone. The level of painting is also average.

"It's ugly, Aliu's right hand drawing is a million times better than yours!" Azano looked at the finished product, mocking without hesitation.

"..." Wang Zi'an dropped his pen, and your A Liu was in the car behind!

"His Royal Highness said that Aliu is left-handed?" Wang Zi'an suppressed the urge to beat someone up, and discovered a piece of terrible information.

Azanuo was noncommittal, looked out of the window and said indifferently: "You are quite similar to him, but your drawing skills are too bad."

"..." I'm really sorry for my poor drawing skills!

Wang Zi'an didn't see any similarities between himself and Han Zhiliu's poisonous tongue and arrogant guy, so he went back to his car very puzzled.

"What did he say to you?"

When Wang Zi'an returned to his car, Han Zhiliu asked him.

"Why didn't you stay just now?" Wang Zian sat down, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"Less meeting, less opening." When Han Zhiliu said that, Wang Zi'an didn't believe it, but Han Zhiliu didn't take off the mask, and he couldn't see the other party's expression. The grievances between the two people are really a little bit curious.

"He mentioned you, are you left-handed?"

Han Zhiliu was stunned, and stopped talking while holding his left arm.

Wang Zi'an suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and there was nothing to say in the car for a while.

In the next few days, Azanuo often went to talk to Wang Zi'an, and when he returned to the car, Wang Zi'an had to repeat the story with Han Zhiliu again, creating a living microphone, and he didn't know what happened to the two of them. It's really miserable for An to be caught in this viciously tongue-in-cheek duo.

"Your Highness, it's your turn!" The prince placed the chess pieces, seeing that Azano was distracted, he reminded him aloud.

"Come and be my princess!"

"what?"

Is this the rhythm to scare people to death?

"Your Highness, I'm a man." Wang Zi'an swallowed with great difficulty, he probably hasn't reached the point where people can misunderstand his gender!

"So what about men? You don't want to?" Azano raised his eyebrows slightly, with an arrogant attitude.

"..."

"Because of this?" Azano grabbed Wang Zi'an's wrist and pointed to the red glass bead.

Wang Zi'an withdrew his hand, full of question marks in his heart, why do people always talk about this bead?

Seeing Wang Zi'an's ignorant expression, Azanuo raised the corners of his lips, and said viciously, "Why don't you give it to me?"

Wang Zi'an subconsciously covered the beads, "This is a gift from an old friend, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

"Is it really someone else's gift?"

Azano's tone suddenly became harsh, Wang Zi'an's heart skipped a beat, he was in a bad mood!One or two, it's like a snake mania.

"Throw it!"

Wang Zi'an refused to die, and now his whole body is the only thing that can be kept in mind. As Wei Yishuang's first gift to him, the meaning is too special!

Azanuo looked at Wang Zi'an's stubborn look, turned his head and said bitterly: "Even this stubbornness is exactly the same!"

Wang Zi'an got off Azano's carriage gracefully and returned to his own car, still feeling a little lingering in his heart.

"Xiao Liu, do you know the origin of this bead?" Wang Zi'an returned to the car, and when he saw the bead in his hand, he showed it to Han Zhiliu, and as expected, he saw a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"How did you get this thing?"

"A gift from an old friend." Wang Zi'an replied dryly.

"You really dare to take anything!" Han Zhiliu was unable to support his forehead, "Sure enough, an idiot is an idiot, and you don't even know if you sell yourself!"

"Hey!" Please don't curse in person.

Han Zhiliu told Wang Zi'an in detail a story that has been passed down for a long time in the Western Regions, about the snow mountain god Lianqi revered in the Western Regions.

Although the names are different, Wang Zi'an still felt slightly awkward after hearing the story.

"That is to say, this red blood lotus seed fell to the world after Lian Qishen and his tragic lover blood-stained the lotus platform?"

Han Zhiliu nodded calmly, "This is also the custom of lotus seeds in the Western Regions to make love."

The lotus seeds make love, and they will never leave each other.

Wang Zi'an covered the beads in his hand, feeling a little hot in his heart. Although he didn't know whether the legend was true, Wang Zi'an at the moment was willing to believe it was true.

A sense of destiny.

Han Zhiliu glanced at Wang Zi'an, who looked yearning, and rarely asked Azano what he said today, and Wang Zi'an completely forgot about the princess.

On the grasslands of the Western Regions, a handsome man stood with frowning eyebrows.

The non-commissioned officers who came and went walked around the stern man one after another. The low air pressure around this general recently made people shudder, and even Hei Yao's uncle restrained his temper a lot.

Wei Yishuang counted the time, and he sent two letters back to the emperor, but there was no reply for three whole months, a faint uneasiness weighed on his heart, these days had reached the verge of eruption, two years had passed. After all, he can't clearly know the big and small matters of the imperial capital.

"General, the spy you sent to the imperial capital has returned." The adjutant wiped the sweat from his brow, and stood tremblingly one meter away from Wei Yishuang.

"Bring someone over."

……

After the spies finished their report, the tent was filled with depression, and the non-commissioned officers around them didn't dare to say a word.

"You said the prime minister was kidnapped?"

The spy replied with a smile: "Return to the general, Mr. Leiying has been missing for almost two months, and the prime minister has been looking for the whereabouts of the other party."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "click" in the tent, and the table in front of Wei Yishuang shattered.

Wei Yishuang took a deep breath, suppressed the raging mania in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me everything you know!"

……

It's late at night, and it's hard to sleep.

Wang Zian went to his outer clothes and was about to go to sleep when a bright white moonlight spilled into the curtain, and it was very quiet.

the moon is like a plate,

reflective,

Undressed and tossed and turned,

Who will worry about a generation of warlords?

sleepless nights,

Thinking leisurely,

Chi Lianzhu's words are confusing,

The slender fingers move gently.

Lonely lights never go out,

The Long Night... (Original from "Lovesickness")