Chang’an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Chapter 67: Yi Ren is like in a dream

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When night fell, Xuancheng woke up, opened his eyes, and there was a person standing in front of the bed.

"Mingyue, I said I would go, so don't rush me."

When his hazy eyes were fully opened, he finally saw clearly that it was Fu Jian.

After not seeing each other for several months, Xuancheng suddenly realized that he almost no longer knew the person in front of him, but there was always an energy in his heart that urged him and encouraged him.

You must see this person, you must be with this person.

Perhaps, this was the first person Xuancheng saw before entering the Qin Dynasty, so he gave all his trust to this person, he was afraid, and he relied on this person.

"Brother." He called out.

Then, he called two words so capriciously, "Fu Jian"

he laughed.

"Why are you here? Didn't you want me to go to the palace to see you?"

Fu Jian didn't speak.

"I didn't get your transfer order. I left Luoyang privately. Will you punish me? I know, this is a capital offense."

Fu Jian was silent.

"I asked Mingyue to come back once to see what you are doing. You know what I think? You don't want me to come back so hard in Luoyang, but you still don't want me to come back. I didn't see Wang Jia. , I looked for him, but couldn't find him."

Fu Jian remained silent.

Xuancheng finally stopped, and he stopped talking, so Fu Jian spoke out.

"Why did you come back?"

This is what he wanted to ask, and it was also what Xuancheng wanted to ask himself.

Yes, why come back from Luoyang so urgently

Only then did he solemnly face the person in front of him.

Fu Jian's face was very serious, never before.

In the past, he was so gentle. When he first came to Luoyang, he spoke so gently and his eyes were full of gentleness, but now

Xuancheng suddenly dared not face him.

He sat down gently, and just as he took a step, his arm was grabbed by someone.

"You don't believe me?" Xuancheng saw the disappointment in his eyes.

Something has taken root between them, not deep love, but love separation.

Xuancheng shook his head.

He doesn't want to talk.

It was his fault, maybe, he really misunderstood Fu Jian, no matter what, leaving the guard without authorization is a capital offense.

"I won't kill you, because you are my own brother."

Fu Jian said so when he left.

Xuancheng sat by the lake, he looked at the green shoots on the trees in the Huxin Pavilion, he was in a daze.

That night, he didn't enter the Nuan Pavilion until the dew came up. Mingyue waited for him to sleep, and the candles on the stage were extinguished. When Mingyue closed the door and went out, Xuancheng asked, "You really haven't seen Murong Chong?" ?"

Xuancheng closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep. There was a face circling in his mind, that fairy in white, that eyes, that figure.

Where should he have seen him.

History books? Still in a dream

"I should go and apologize to Fu Jian." He thought so.

The next day, Xuancheng got up early, and just as he opened the door, Mingyue hurried over, "Master, you, why are you so early today?"

Xuancheng said, "I'm going into the palace, you don't have to follow."

Mingyue said with embarrassment, "Master, isn't it good?"

"I agree." Xuancheng said forcefully.

After closing the words and leaving, Mingyue stared blankly at his back, after all, she didn't dare to follow.

It was really too early, the morning hour had not yet arrived, and none of the ministers arrived, and the eunuchs in the palace were rushing to the palaces to serve their masters.

"Let's go to Ganquan Palace, Fu Jian should still be in the palace."

Xuancheng didn't think much, he just wanted to see Fu Jian as soon as possible, apologize to him, and admit his crime of dereliction of duty.

However, the palace people in Ganquan Palace are a bit weird today. The eunuchs from all the palaces have gathered at the gate of the palace to wait, but there is not even a single eunuch here, not even the maids waiting to dress.

Xuancheng felt a little apprehensive, but his footsteps did not stop. There was a thin gust of wind blowing away a handful of long hair from Xuancheng's face. Xuancheng blinked and went up the steps. There was no movement inside. Just when Cheng was about to stretch out his hand to push the door, at this moment, a thin and long moan came from the crack in the door.

That's not a concubine.

Xuancheng immediately stood still, holding his breath.

Then, the voice didn't stop, it was low and high, and the pain was unbearable.

Xuancheng's face suddenly became hot like fire.

It was a man's voice.

Suddenly Xuancheng's mind was as blank as a blank sheet of paper.

He didn't know whether he should push the door in or leave at this moment

How can I go in? Who is it? Fu Jian is still that man? So what if you leave, you will always have to face it in the future.

So he chose to remain silent, waiting for Fu Jian to come out.