Fu Jian's tone in front of Fu Rong was like a husband's tone to his wife, sometimes a little coquettish.
He can involve an irrelevant person in this period of history for the sake of Fu Rong, but why can't he discipline himself
Why, he wants to bring Murong Chong into the harem!
"You can let Murong Chong go."
"Can't."
"Why? You don't really love him."
"But Fu Rong loves him." Fu Jian said, "I love him for him. No one can bear this love."
"What happened in Luoyang? Fu Rong fell from his horse and was injured during the siege. There is really no one to save? If there is no one to save, why do you ask Wang Jia to extradite my soul? If there is someone to save, why is he sleeping Don’t wake up, I’m going to live in his place.”
Fu Jian pointed at Wang Jia, "Didn't he tell you? Fu Rong lost consciousness, his soul and body separated, so you are here."
"It's not like this." Intuition told him that Fu Jian just found a reason, which seemed to be seamless.
"Enough is enough, brother, you don't need to get to the bottom of it."
"I want to know, you let me know, can't you?"
Wang Jia persuaded him, "Your Majesty is all for you, Lord Yangping."
"You still call me that?"
Fu Jian said, "No matter what, you are my younger brother."
Xuancheng was silent.
The atmosphere in the air was awkward and dull.
"Tell me, who are you?" After a while, Fu Jian asked.
Xuancheng has been waiting for him to ask questions for a year.
"My name is Xuancheng, remember it."
Wang Jia can only extradite souls to travel through time and space, but he has no ability to know the names of people in another time and space.
"Xuan, also known as Wangyou, okay, you can forget everything." Wang Jia said silently.
Xuan Cheng retorted him, "But I can't forget, my memories are all there, but there is no memory of Fu Rong."
Fu Jian took his hand and said, "There will be in the future."
It was this look again, Xuancheng's heart was crying blood.
He couldn't forget this look, he desperately wanted to forget Fu Jian's tenderness, but no matter how hard he tried to remember, this look was like a needle, piercing his heart fiercely. He couldn't pull it out no matter what.
"Fu Jian, don't deceive yourself and others." He shook off that hand, turned around, and lowered his head.
Fu Jian raised his head, his neck was raised high, his eyes seemed to be a little sore, and he blinked a few times with great effort.
Wang Jia stroked his shoulder and leaned into his ear, whispering something.
"Let's go, don't stand here, the wind is strong on the top of the mountain."
Wang Jia led them to the stone chamber on the mountain, probably where he practiced Taoism, and it was empty.
"Come back to Chang'an with me. This place is too far away from me. You have to run over for even a small matter. Do you still want to watch me run around? The state affairs are already serious, and you really won't understand me."
Wang Jia said, "It is always beneficial to come to Luoyang more often."
"Your apprentices have all chased you to Mount Zhongnan, how can you escape? Although Luoyang is good, there are still too many regrets."
"Mount Zhongnan is impetuous, and everyone seeks to cultivate Taoism and become immortal. Do you think I'm as absurd as those people, Your Majesty. Laojun Mountain is a good place for tranquility. I have compiled the first six volumes of Supplementary Notes here. Don't you think so?" Don't want to see it?"
"You really wrote it?" Fu Jian became excited when he heard Wang Jia's Supplementary Notes.
"Is the first draft here? Let me see."
Fu Jian was very anxious.
Wang Jia was not in a hurry, "It's not here, I didn't put it here."
Fu Jian said disappointedly, "You are just stingy." He declared that he didn't know what they were talking about, and stayed silent.
"Mr. Yang Ping, after the Supplements are all finalized, I will be the first to show it to you."
Xuancheng stared at him suspiciously.
Wang Jia shook his head lightly and smiled, "You will like it."
Fu Jian also looked at him with a smile, "He's right, you won't be disappointed."