Chapter 57:

Chapter 57:

    The second floor of the post house is under martial law.

    The shopkeeper, the second and the merchants, who were driven into the corner on the first floor just now, looked at each other, no one expected that the arrogant official who almost made people splatter on the spot, how could they suddenly meet The old friends are still staying in this broken post house to catch up.

    However, no one dared to go upstairs.

    Now, on the stairs to the second floor, there are soldiers with real knives and real guns, and one of them almost cut off someone's finger just now!

    Just then, footsteps were heard upstairs.

    The shopkeeper looked up and saw the father-in-law who was following behind the noble.

    Although this father-in-law has a good appearance, he is very arrogant and cold.

    The shopkeeper hurriedly brought a few young men waiting by the stairs, bowing and waiting for the father-in-law's order.

    But the father-in-law took out a silver note from his sleeve and put it on the counter.

    "Our master said that I will borrow you to use the second floor. This is the rental fee." He said slowly.

    The shopkeeper stepped forward and took a look, good guy, five hundred taels.

    So much money, not to mention renting, even buying them on the second floor is enough.

    The shopkeeper hurriedly thanked him with a smile on his face and bowed straight to him.

    I saw that father-in-law turned his eyes horizontally, stood on the first floor and glanced around.

    At this time, the first floor was full of people, both those who were originally here and those who had just been driven down from the second floor. Now that it was getting late, and there was no other place to stay nearby, they all had to stay here for the night, so that they could start their journey in the morning.

    At this moment, everyone dared not speak, crowded on the first floor, and looked at him carefully.

    The father-in-law looked away, took out a heavy purse full of broken silver from his sleeve, and put it on the counter.

    "The money is given to them, and what to do, don't be stupid. Our master just took a few prisoners, how can it be so scary, can teach you to lose your soul ?" The father-in-law complained.

    Not scary! It's not scary to kill someone with a knife!

    The father-in-law glanced at the shopkeeper, warned him not to hide it, and instructed him to prepare a few more dishes and drinks, and then went upstairs again.

    In the hearts of everyone, they could not help but sigh that this father-in-law is very bold and generous.

    How come the master has changed as soon as he meets this prince. The silver was poured out like water, and it hurt to see him.

    How dare Jinbao say it? He dare not.

    He only dared to sneak upstairs like a silent quail.

    —

    Jun Huailang sat down again in the seat just now.

    There were only two people at the table just now, but now there are three. Jin Bao called Xiao Er to come up and light the lamp, then added tableware and chopsticks to Xue Yan, and poured wine. The three of them didn't speak for a while.

    Jun Huailang glanced at Xue Yan several times.

    He was… quite unexpected.

    He just saw Xue Yan in front of the window, thinking that he was ordered by Shangfeng to come here to catch a murderer, and go downstairs by himself, just in time to meet him.

    I didn't expect to hit him right and saw the scene where he tried the prisoner.

    …It’s also something I’ve never seen before.

    He had never seen Xue Yan with such a calm and powerful aura, cold and ruthless.

    The Xue Yan just now was exactly the same as the one he saw in his previous life, icy and fierce, like an unsheathed blade, with a cold light all over his body.

    This seems to be Xue Yan's original appearance.

    Xue Yan never told him that he was simple, everything was just what he thought.

    It is said that Jun Huailang should be afraid.

    But he was miraculously not afraid. Perhaps Xue Yan was too docile and docile in front of him, and perhaps Xue Yan saved his life. At that time, his tears and eyes were too real, making Jun Huailang unforgettable in the chaos.

    Therefore, he had a feeling of "it was so", and he didn't even think about whether Xue Yan would repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

    —but, it was indeed a little strange all of a sudden.

    When he saw Xue Yan before, he always mixed a bit of his own speculation, always feeling that he was lonely, difficult, pitiful, and tough at the same time.

    But now it seems that he is clearly a lone wolf who grew up in the snow. Thinking about it too, so much pain weighed on him alone, pressed him to grow up, and he was not overwhelmed, wouldn't he grow into what he is now?

    I can't change the original him, just change his attitude towards his family. And his original appearance must have never changed.

    Jun Huailang pondered to himself, with Xue Yan by his side, and also said nothing.

    And Jun Xiaowu next to him has always been a temperament that can't keep his mouth shut. He looked left and right, saw his brother drinking tea quietly, and saw the Fifth Highness sitting there without saying a word, so he was about to jump out of the window and escape.

    Wait for a while, until Xiao Er warms up the new wine.

    Jun Xiaowu hurriedly took this opportunity to pour wine for the two of them, picked up the wine bowl and said, "I didn't expect to meet the Fifth Highness here! Although this shop is a little broken, he The house wine is delicious, could the Fifth Highness try it?”

    Xue Yan hummed, but instead of taking the wine bowl, she looked sideways at Jun Huailang.

    Seeing Jun Huailang picking up the wine, he also picked up the wine.

    But immediately, he put this absurd thought behind him.

    Well-behaved, well-behaved, how can he be called well-behaved just now!

    Next, he saw Xue Yan bring the wine bowl to his mouth.

    Jun Xiaowu invites people to drink on weekdays, the greatest pleasure is to see the embarrassment of people drinking spirits. The yellow wine of this house is undoubtedly very strong. When Jun Xiaowu saw that he was about to drink it, he unexpectedly didn't have the fun he was expecting. Instead, he raised his heart in his throat.

    This...will make the wine choke, won't it provoke His Highness?

    He hurriedly reminded: "His Royal Highness, slow down, this wine..."

    Unexpectedly, Xue Yan suddenly opened his mouth and spoke in unison with him.

    It was not to him, but to Jun Huailang.

    "I just frightened him, I didn't really want to cause trouble here," he said. "Just don't want to mess with them too much."

    Jun Xiaowu swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

    Could it be that His Royal Highness is... explaining to his brother?

    Jun Xiaowu was quite surprised and fixed his eyes on him.

    It doesn't seem like it.

    He put one hand on his knee and the other hand was holding the wine. His sitting posture was quite casual and his expression was cold.

    It seems that I think too much.

    But he didn't notice that Xue Yan looked at Jun Huailang with a little anxiety. His hand, which seemed to be resting calmly on his knee, was already clenched nervously.

    He doesn't even know that Xue Yan is already very strong if he can bear it until now.

    Only Xue Yan knew that when he stood at the door and turned around to see Jun Huailang, his five senses were not working, and there was only one pair of eyes with a person inside.

    When Jun Huailang saw it, he almost chopped off people's fingers and threatened to kill them.

    When Xue Yan came back to his senses, he was swept away by the overwhelming panic. He followed Jun Huailang all the way upstairs like a death row prisoner waiting for a sentence, but he didn't speak for a long time, which made Xue Yan even more flustered.

    …will he be disappointed? What will he think of me?

    It took a while for Xiao Er to add vegetables and lights, and Xue Yan lived like a year. The torment he suffered was no less than that of the skin monkey Jun Xiaowu who couldn't sit still for a quarter of an hour.

    Finally, he couldn't help but speak.

    He looked at Jun Huailang nervously, but saw Jun Huailang stunned for a moment, and then showed a gentle and calm smile that was no different from the past.

    "Your Highness is not on official business, it's nothing." He said with a smile.

    Xue Yan was stunned for a moment, and the words in his heart could not help but ask: "...do you have nothing to say?"

    ...Even if Jun Linghuan said a few words in Jianghu dialect, Jun Huailang would say a few words to her.

     Jun Huailang was a little surprised when he heard this. He was stunned for a while, and asked inexplicably, "What does Your Highness want me to say?"

    I want you to reprimand me, let me change, and teach me not to set an example.

    Xue Yan was speechless.

    It was only then that he realized that what he feared most was not that Jun Huailang resented him and blamed him, but that Jun Huailang didn't care what he did at all.

    It seems to be lenient, but in fact, it is not caring at all.

    There is nothing wrong with Jun Huailang. After all, he is kind and treats everyone the same, just including Xue Yan.

    In the past, he only wanted Jun Huailang to smile at him just like he did to others, but now, he doesn't want to just want his cookie-cutter tolerance.

    People always have to measure.

    "Ah, yes, I have something to say." Suddenly, he heard Jun Huailang say with a smile.

    Xue Yan's eyes immediately settled on his face.

    But I saw Jun Huailang holding the wine bowl and holding it in front of Xue Yan, and at first glance, he wanted to clink glasses with him: "Last time I left the palace in a hurry, and I never had the opportunity to thank Your Highness. Your Highness saved me. Huailang is grateful for his life."

    The smile was very sincere, so sincere that there was no superfluous emotion at all, it was a sincere thank you.

    Xue Yan didn't want his thanks.

    He was speechless and a little stuck in his heart. He didn't say a word, didn't clink glasses with Jun Huailang, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl.

    The liquor scalded his throat and burned all the way into his stomach. Xue Yan was unaware.

    Jun Huailang was taken aback when he saw that he was drinking so fiercely. Just as he was about to persuade him, he looked a little unhappy when he saw Xue Yan's expression.

    …Who is messing with him?

    It was Jun Xiaowu, who was next to him, excitedly said "hey", picked up the jug and filled Xue Yan again.

    "His Royal Highness is good at drinking!" He boasted.

    Xue Yan was silent.

    "Are you here to work today?" Jun Xiaowu asked attentively.

    Xue Yan hummed lightly, but looked at Jun Huailang and changed the subject: "Why are you here?"

    Jun Huailang paused, and was about to speak, but Jun Xiaowu, who was next to him, didn't look at people at all, and said with a smile: "Isn't this a treat for my brother! Fifth Highness, you are also a coincidence. Now, you can also come and see my brother."

    As expected, his words attracted Xue Yan's attention.

    He looked at Jun Xiaowu and asked word by word: "…

     Jun Xiaowu met his gaze, inexplicably shocked by the deep and sharp eyes, and closed his mouth for a while.

    On the other hand, Jun Huailang said, "Yes, I haven't had time to tell the Fifth Highness."

    Xue Yan looked at him, and saw him smiling at him mildly and indifferently: "I will go south with my father to Jiangnan in a few days. I haven't had time to say goodbye to the Fifth Highness, it's really a sin."

    Xue Yan looked at him fixedly.

    He wants to leave, if he didn't happen to come here today, he is afraid that he will leave silently, so that he can't find him all over Chang'an.

    And he was still so light, as if... he didn't care about being separated from himself.

    Xue Yan's hand unconsciously clasped the edge of the wine bowl and tightened slowly.

    For more than a month, he has been in a deep anxiety every day, as if he can't find water in the desert.

    Today, he suddenly bumped into the water source, but found that the original anxiety was not relieved, but intensified.

    He slowly retracted his gaze.

    He never knew what he wanted before, but now, he seems to know vaguely.

    At least now, what he wants is to keep Jun Huailang by his side, so that he can't go anywhere.

    He also wants the other party to put away the gentle attitude that is the same to everyone, even if he hates him and reprimands him, it is better than treating him and others no different.

    He wants to be the one and only person in front of Jun Huailang who can keep him.

    This impulse slammed into Xue Yan's heart, disturbing him. Especially now, Jun Huailang actually said goodbye to him with a smile as if nothing had happened, it was more like the sparks fell into the pile of dry wood, burning his sanity with a bang.

    He suddenly wanted to do everything he could to keep him.

    At this moment, Xue Yan met Jun Huailang's clean eyes.

    Black and deep, like a wad of ink, he was full of smiles and looked at him quietly.

    No one knew what perverted thoughts had popped into Xue Yan's head just now, but they saw him pick up the wine and take another gulp.

    "How long?" As if he had lost a battle, he only had compromise and depression in his heart.

    Even if he had the ability to tie him up, he was afraid of scaring him.

    Jun Huailang naturally didn't know what kind of struggle Xue Yan was having in his heart. Hearing Xue Yan's question, he replied with a light smile, "If there is no accident, I can come back in two or three years."

    In case of an accident…

    Then he can't tell.

    Seeing Xue Yan looking at him fixedly, although the tone did not change, it was inexplicably more firm.

    "There will be no surprises," he said.

    Jun Huailang looked at him, inexplicably a little at ease.

    He froze for a moment, then laughed.

    "Well, it won't be an accident." He smiled and nodded.

    Xue Yan's eyes were slightly scalded, he turned his eyes away, raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.

    Outside the window, the sun has completely set. A bright moon hangs high on the mountain in the sky, illuminating the endless wilderness outside.

    Two or three years, even two or three months, is too long.

    Xue Yan's eyes fell on the moon.

    Young people never know the taste of sadness, but today, they have tasted the bitterness that they could not ask for.

    He was so used to suffering that he froze out an indestructible armor. But suddenly a gust of spring breeze passed around him, making his icy skin feel warm for the first time.

    The ice on his body melted, but he began to be unwilling to taste the warmth. He wanted to keep the wind in his heart and completely possess him.

    But the wind stopped for a moment and then blew away again.

    This wind is the most gentle, it can save all beings, but it will not stop for him.

    Just because in the eyes of wind, he is a very common one among all beings.

    But he fell in love with the wind.