At this time, the night was dark and there was a lot of noise outside the camp.
The inside of the tent was shrouded in a layer of dim light and shadow.
Yan Gui walked to the wooden box, reached out to open the lock, and raised his hand to open the lid.
Inside the box, a thin veil covered the room, and underneath was a woman in white lying quietly.
Seeing the gauze lifted, the person in the box raised her soft hand and grabbed Yan Gui's hand which was resting on the wooden box with her cold fingertips.
Wei Yang raised her head slightly, looked at the man in front of her with tearful eyes, and called softly, "Uncle."
As if she could no longer bear it, big tears dripped from her face and fell onto the gauze, silently.
Yan Guijue's heart was broken by her tears.
He never expected to meet Wei Yang here.
He thought she was dead, in the fire.
"Weiyang... Weiyang..."
Yan Gui reached out, took Wei Yang out of the box, and held her tightly against his chest, letting her tears wet his chest.
"Why didn't you..."
I just felt my throat was dry, and I couldn't utter any other words.
Wei Yang seemed to understand, sobbing, "It was my elder sister. My elder sister asked Madam Qian to rescue me."
Yan Gui held Wei Yang in his arms and sat on the bed, gently patting her shoulders with his hands. After a while, he asked, "Did the Queen say anything?"
Perhaps she was tired of crying, Wei Yang put her arms around Yan Hui's neck and sat up.
"My sister said that she asked Madam to send me to you, and that was it." After that, she grumbled aggrievedly, "If you ask again, Madam will ignore me."
"Silly girl." Yan Gui gently smoothed her hair.
Weiyang's hair was smooth and flexible, sliding through his hands like silk.
You don't know why, but I know that this is a great gift given to me by the Queen.
Yan Gui had no way to repay this great gift, so he could only do his best to assist the deposed prince to ascend the throne.
It's like drinking poison, but I enjoy it.
"Are you hungry?"
Yan Gui rested his chin gently on the top of Wei Yang's head and asked softly.
“Not hungry.”
Wei Yang had just finished speaking when her stomach growled with hunger.
"hehe… "
This time, even Yan Gui couldn't help laughing out loud.
This silly girl was actually polite in front of him.
"oops."
Wei Yang didn't expect her stomach to be so weak. She poked her belly in annoyance, then decided to thicken her skin and raise her head to look at Yan Gui.
"Uncle, I'm hungry."
Under the light, Yan Gui's eyes flickered, deep and magical, attracting her and making her heart beat fast.
"Uncle, you are so handsome."
Wei Yang's hand couldn't help but fall on Yan Gui's cheek.
The beard that had not been shaved for several days pricked Weiyang's delicate little hands, making her cry out in pain.
Yan Gui quickly grabbed Wei Yang's hand and asked, "What's wrong?"
I felt the little hand in my palm was slender and soft, and I quickly let it go in panic.
"I'll ask someone to bring some food."
Yan Gui put Wei Yang on the couch to prevent the guards outside from seeing her and making gossips.
He simply pulled the thin blanket over the bed and covered Wei Yang tightly, then shouted loudly, "Ding Wu, go outside and bring some food. Bring an extra portion. I'm hungry."
Ding Wu at the door responded in a low voice and hurried to the cook to help the general serve food.
Two bowls of glutinous rice porridge, a plate of pickled vegetables, and two green-shelled eggs.
After Ding Wu left, Yan Gui lifted the thin blanket and saw that Wei Yang's cheeks had turned red from being covered in the blanket. Under the light, they glowed like jade.
Yan Gui led Wei Yang to stand up and walked to the long table.
The march was simple, and the food was specially prepared for Yan Hui, who had just recovered from a serious illness.
Weiyang ate a boiled egg, half a bowl of rice porridge, and didn't even touch the pickled vegetables.
Seeing Yan Gui wolfing down all the food on the table, Wei Yang's face felt a little hot. He actually ate up the half bowl of porridge she had left!