Chang’an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Chapter 94: An endless sad dream of yellow beams

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"Fu Jian." He called out, and his head cleared up. He saw Fu Jian sitting beside him, smiling slightly, "Brother, are you dreaming again?"

Is it a dream? Xuancheng's only wish at this time is to hope that just now is a dream.

"Fu Jian, why are you here?"

Fu Jian didn't correct him for being so impolite, he still smiled softly, "Pi'er talked to me about the border defense affairs in Yecheng, and after the talk, it was midnight, I think you are probably asleep, so I want to come and see you .”

"Come and see it while you're asleep?" Xuancheng said in a low voice.

"You can only see it clearly when you are asleep. You usually have such a poisonous mouth, and you always compete with me." Fu Jian also refuted him like this.

Xuancheng sighed, "Forget it, then go back to sleep soon, it's so late, I'm going to sleep too, you can go."

"You are still so rude to give me an order to evict guests, you." Fu Jian shook his head helplessly, and murmured, "God sent you, and you are destined to hate me for the rest of your life."

But Xuancheng really had nothing to say, he woke up from a dream, he didn't want to see Fu Jian now, he couldn't stand that gentle face.

Seeing that he closed his eyes slightly, with a tired look on his face, and finally had no intention of sitting down like this, Fu Jian patted his shoulder lightly, "Go to sleep, I'm leaving."

Xuancheng watched him walk out of his room, took a long breath, and let it out deeply.

"If you choose one person between Murong Chong and Fu Jian? Who would that person be?"

Xuancheng asked his heart like this, he put his hands on his chest, and his heart beat, but he didn't answer.

The next day, Xuancheng's mental state was extremely poor, and he was dizzy. He kept thinking about the dream last night. He seemed to have seen that person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. He was not Murong Chong. , let alone Fu Jian, then who is he

Xuancheng's mind was broken after thinking alone, Fu Pi sent someone to invite him to have a meal, and Xuancheng calmed down.

"You don't look well?" Fu Jian asked him during the dinner.

Xuancheng didn't want to talk to him, so Fu Pi asked with concern, "Uncle Huang, why don't I call a doctor over here to have a look?"

It's not good for Xuancheng not to answer him, "No, it's fine, don't worry."

"Are you really all right?" Fu Jian asked.

Xuancheng shook his head lightly, "Don't worry, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night, and you still came to disturb me so late."

Now that the responsibility was put on Fu Jian's head, Fu PI let out a chuckle.

Fu Jian scolded him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Father, my son just thinks that Uncle Huang's words are a bit..." He hesitated to say the second half of the sentence.

"Something?"

Fu Pi shrugged helplessly, "It's a bit like flirting."

"You bastard, do you dare to say that about your uncle?" After hearing this, Fu Jian seemed to scold him, but there was a smile on his face.

He whispered to himself, "Flirting, flirting, ha ha."

Xuancheng silently ignored the two of them.

This made Fu Pi keep apologizing to him and toasting to him, and finally Xuancheng became even more dizzy.

He murmured in his heart, "Both Fu Jian and his son are not good people. The father and son colluded to bully people. First it was Fu Hong, and now it was Fu Pi. I don't know who will be next." Fortunately, he still regarded Fu Pi as a good person at first.

In the afternoon, Fu Jian said he would go for a walk around Yecheng, and asked Xuancheng if he wanted to go. Xuancheng thought about it and said, "No, I didn't sleep well last night. Now it's time to get a good night's sleep."

"Why are you so energetic? You probably didn't sleep for a few hours last night, right?" He wondered why Fu Jian always looked so energetic.

Fu Jian was smiling, Xuancheng knew that something good would happen, and the next moment, he heard him say, "So, I am the emperor, and you can only be the prince."

"Cut." Xuancheng said angrily, "Not everyone wants to be an emperor."

Fu Jian took the conversation again, "So, this job can only fall on my head." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were still so gentle, like a puddle of water.

Fu Jian's back faded away, Xuan Cheng stood there watching.

After pestering for a long time, Fu Pi came to interrupt him, "Uncle Emperor."

Xuancheng woke up and smiled at him, but he didn't smile.

"Where did the emperor go?"

"Oh, he's out for a walk."

"Uncle Huang, you should go for a walk with your father, the scenery of Yecheng is very beautiful."

Xuancheng Road, "I'm tired and don't want to go."

"Father is also tired." Fu Pi said.

"Then you mean I should stop him?"

"No, you should stay with him."

Xuancheng stared at Fu Pi's eyes. There was something in his eyes. Is it a broken connection with the past, or a longing for Huang Tu's hegemony

Xuancheng thought that Fu Pi was really more suitable than Fu Hong to take over Daqin.