It is said that you attacked me in a dream

After saying that it was Ye Huaiqing's turn to be stunned, he paused while holding Ye Sanhui's hand, and at the same time his flexible mind was running rapidly.

This person called him third brother, presumably he was either the real Ye Huaiqing's eldest or second brother.Seeing that this man is gentle and refined, he is probably the second brother.

So he tightened his right hand, turned to hug him with a big hug, and patted the person on the back and said: "Second, second brother, it's a pleasure to meet you, no, long time no see, brother, I miss you so much, haha .”

However, this hug made Ye Sanhui froze, subconsciously looked at Hong Yun who was also stunned, Hong Yun smiled silently, expressing that she didn't know what was going on.

In fact, the relationship between Ye Huaiqing and the two elder brothers in the family was not very close.

The eldest brother always has a cold face, and often does business in other places without a home, while the second brother seldom goes out at home, but likes to study hard. Ye Huaiqing is almost lonely in the general's mansion by himself, so his temperament is a bit taciturn The three brothers could hardly meet each other, and when they met, it was as calm as stagnant water without waves.

I have more contact with my second brother Ye Sanhui, but not to the point of cuddling.

Unaccustomed to it, Ye Sanhui gently pushed away the third younger brother who suddenly turned enthusiastic, then took the things he brought, and said: "Your birthday will be in a few days, mother asked me to give you some birthday presents, Everything you like."

The birthday of the real Ye Huaiqing...

Ye Huaiqing took the birthday present and was about to unwrap it: "What are they?"

Look at the gorgeous packaging...

"Wait." Ye Sanhui took Ye Huaiqing's hand and said with a smile, "Third brother, it won't be too late to open this birthday gift on your birthday."

Ye Huaiqing thought about it too, and said: "Well, second brother, you come all the way here, I'll take you to the palace for a walk, uh, why don't you just walk..."

Ye Sanhui shook his head, and said evasively: "No, there are still some things at home, I won't be staying for long today. If there is another chance in the future, I will come to see you again."

"You go now..." Ye Huaiqing was a little disappointed.

After all, someone came here, so it would be too polite to just say he came.

Between the brothers, shouldn't they come and sit down and chat or something, and it's okay to stay in the palace for a night, and the majestic prince Yan Yanglie shouldn't be so stingy.

"Then I'll be leaving." Ye Sanhui smiled at the man, turned around and said to leave.

Ye Huaiqing waved his hand feebly: "Hongyun, you can send your second brother out."

"Yes."

Playing with the birthday gift in her hand, Ye Huaiqing walked around the room, her lips tightly pressed together.

This feeling of loss and sadness should belong to the original Ye Huaiqing.

It seems that the Ye family's emotions are obviously weak, and there are too many things that are not as simple as Hong Yun said.

When Hongyun came back, Ye Huaiqing continued to tinker with things in the room that he had been working on all morning.

"Master, what are you doing with these round and flat sandalwood stakes?" Hong Yun twisted a round wooden stake engraved with the word "Soldier", puzzled.

As Ye Huaiqing continued to sculpt, he raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully: "Well, this is a good thing to pass the time, but it's still a semi-finished product, and you can explain it when I finish all the work."

Hong Yun tilted his head and smiled lightly. He didn't know why, so he sat down and watched Ye Huaiqing carve stroke by stroke with a self-made blade on the wooden post. He was fascinated by it.

"By the way, when was my birthday?"

"The eighth day of next month."

Ye Huaiqing raised his eyes: "August [-]th?"

"Yes, when the master was born, it was the happiest day in the general's mansion. August eighth is an auspicious day, so auspicious."

Ye Huaiqing smiled and thought, tsk, what a coincidence, even the birthday is on the same day as him, God let him pass through, maybe it was deliberate, maybe he was asked to rescue a foreign compatriot who was born on the same month and the same day as him.

On the eighth day of next month, Ye Huaiqing's 20th birthday, Hongyun put a long-year-old lock on him early this morning, which was one of the birthday gifts brought by Ye Sanhui that day.

This long-year-old lock hangs heavily on the chest, and it feels quite substantial when walking. People can't help but think of Jia Baoyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions".

However, when will his "Lin Daiyu" appear in this empty and deserted palace.

Relaxing alone on a small road, Ye Huaiqing looked up at the sky and sighed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a gazebo not far away. Yan Yanglie was leaning against a red pillar with folded arms, thinking about something, he suddenly turned his head , the corner of his mouth twitched.

Let’s forget about the pirated version of “Lin Daiyu” like Yan Yanglie.

Even if all the women in the palace were dead, he would not take Yan Yanglie as a substitute.

At a glance, Yan Yanglie in the gazebo narrowed his eyes, the familiar figure flashed away from his quiet pupils, but the movement of a sharp-edged object made his sight freeze.

That is a long-term lock.

"My lord, why are you so preoccupied?" Fen Dai beauty walked to the side of the man, following the man's line of sight, there was already an empty path.

"It's nothing." Yan Yanglie said: "It's getting late, you should go back earlier."

Wanniang's red lips parted slightly, and she said with a faint melancholy in her eyes: "At that time, will the prince bring the three sons into the palace with him?"

Yan Yanglie said indifferently: "This king has his own plans for this matter, and you should go back first. In the future, if you have nothing to do, you will come to the palace less often. For some things, this king doesn't need you to do anything extra, so as not to cause trouble."

"Third Prince, you are really cold. Then Wan Niang, let's take my leave first."

Soul wears so far, on the first birthday in the palace, I can't find friends to rub it, so I can't help being deserted and lonely.

After dinner, the bright moon is in the sky, and insects are singing all around.

Ye Huaiqing begged Hongyun Sapo for a jar of old daughter Hong, then dismissed all the servants, and drank wine alone in the courtyard to enjoy the stars and the moon.

It is said that drinking too much will wear your intestines, and you will be worried.Two or three times down the stomach, and soon drunk.

This time I was drunk, and started to sing with a howling voice, from Pang Long's bold and unrestrained "Brothers Hug Me" to Xin Orchestra's "I Will Love You When I Die". The clear and good voice just sang into a shrill and hoarse male duck voice, not to mention scaring away a group of flying insects, not as good as Qiqi Ai Ai's erhu.

Probably the singing was too ugly to listen to, so he yelled out Yan Yanglie who was handling official business in the Xingyang Palace.

"Who is making noise outside?" Yan Yanglie asked his followers.

The entourage listened carefully outside the door before hesitatingly said: "Go back to your lord, it seems to be... the singing from the east courtyard."

Although the singing in the distance is loud, but it seems to be working hard and keeps climaxing...

singing?

Yan Yanglie frowned and put down his pen. When he went out to listen to what happened, three drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Such a tone, it is simply horrific.

Seeing that Yan Yanglie's expression was not right, the attendant said, "My lord, let's go and have a look..."

Yan Yanglie was thoughtful, waved his hands and said: "No, this king is going out for a walk, you don't need to follow."

"Yes."

Yan Yanglie went looking for the sound with his hands behind his back, came to the front of Chu Yu Hall, jumped up the high wall, and looked towards the courtyard. A familiar figure was shaking and mourning. The closer you got, the more you wanted to hear it. Chopped it by hand.

When Hong Yun hurried over with the pastries, she hid at the side door again.

I saw Yan Yanglie leaping down from the high wall, his complexion was gloomy, obviously shocked by Ye Huaiqing's singing.

Of course, that is by no means jealousy.

Ye Huaiqing felt a gust of wind behind him, the singing stopped abruptly, the next moment he turned his neck, and then narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the standing motionless visitor for a long time without recognizing him, hiccupped, swayed left and right and took two steps forward, pointing to the double shadow in front of him and paused: "Come... Who is the visitor, report, Name it... otherwise, Sir, I will pull... Lala, you go out and kill, kill..."

nonsense.Yan Yanglie pulled the corners of his lips and twitched, but didn't speak.

Not getting a response, Ye Huaiqing took out a handful of air from behind with his empty hand and held it in a vigilant gesture, then squinted one eye and made a habitual post, standing up with a gun in his left hand, resting his right hand on the bottom of his hand, aiming his index finger at Yan Yanglie's body. Face the door, and then bring a single syllable.

"biu~"

Yan Yanglie, who was stunned by Ye Huaiqing's weird series of movements, took a step back unconsciously, and saw Ye Huaiqing clapping his palms and suddenly laughed twice, one of them lost his footing, and sat down beside the stone table.

Before he could react, Ye Huaiqing buried his head in tears again, crying intermittently, and choked up, talking about why he should not marry a wife, have children, be filial to his parents, not be alone in the palace and go home, it sounds very miserable look.

Hong Yun, who was at the side door, almost threw the pastry out of his hands, and broke into a cold sweat.

At this time, Yan Yanglie had already confirmed that Ye Huaiqing was drunk, walked to the stone table and glanced at the half altar of daughter Hong on the table, then subconsciously glanced around, there was no servant serving, and Ye Huaiqing wanted to come here alone I'm drinking.

Gradually, Ye Huaiqing stopped crying, and after sniffing, he reached for the half jar of Nurhong and continued to drink, as if he hadn't cried just now.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he missed it. He raised his head to see the man who took away the wine jar, and moved his mouth: "Why did you steal my wine? The old daughter's red is very expensive, return it to me..."

Yan Yanglie snorted coldly, and the wine jar shattered to the ground, and all the orange liquid was wasted.

Ye Huaiqing was stunned by the sound for a moment, then he slapped the table and got up, glaring at the man and yelling at the man, but he couldn't speak clearly, every sentence was complete, and finally he had no strength to scold, and saw the man was indifferent, pitifully about to cry again .

"Don't cry." Yan Yanglie pinched the man's chin, his eyes were cold, and his tone of order was not polite.

This bitch knows how to cry when he's drunk.

Ye Huaiqing really didn't dare to cry after being yelled at by the man, the well-prepared tears stuck to his eyelashes, and he couldn't come down or go back, looking so pitiful, I felt pitiful.

Yan Yanglie couldn't help but soften his hand and retracted it.

"Don't go." But, Ye Huaiqing firmly grasped, watching Ye Huaiqing retract his five fingers, the cold touch made him frown.

The author has something to say: I feel that this chapter is so cute, is there anything?