Chapter 92 The west wind worries between the blue waves

The thing happened suddenly, but it was solved quickly. Yi Feng appreciated Han Xing's ability to do things very much.

Liu was sent back to Yecheng by Han Xing, and has asked He Lingran to arrange for Tang Dafan to take them out of the barracks and move to another place to live. Yi Feng gave away property, but never met him.

Yi Hui admitted his mistake to his father and vowed never to find his mother again and would be a good son of the Yi family. Yi Hui's heart twitched when Zheng Zheng's vows were out, however, his eyes were still gentle and submissive.

Things have passed, and everything is as usual, as if there has never been such a wave. However, after all, what has happened can be ignored by anyone who is willing to ignore it.

Yanniang became more and more silent. In addition to asking her elders, she locked herself in the room, quietly reading or playing the piano non-stop. Her eyes are getting colder and her smiles are getting colder and fewer. Except for being close to Yi Hui, she rarely talks to others, and she doesn't even have a reluctant smile.

Occasionally, when she met Han Xing once or twice, Yan Niang turned around very rudely and refused to say a word or even look at him.

Ji is a careful person. She knows something about what happened and also pay more attention to Yan Niang. On this day, Ji brought some fruits to Yan Niang and pulled Yan Niang to talk:

"Yanniang, I know that your mother has left this time, and you are all very sad. But this matter is over. If it's already like this, don't always think about it. What's more, she also hopes that your brother and sister can live a happy life, don't you think?

Ji always has a gentle and loving face.

Yan Niang looked at her mother. Although she looked calm, she was alert and alienated.

"Yanniang and her brother are very good, and my mother has bothered me."

Ji was a little embarrassed, but soon regained her peaceful look, and the corners of her mouth still had a warm smile.

"Yan Niang, what's wrong with you? Why do you hide far away every time you see a cold star? He bullied you and told his mother..."

This is too intimate. Yan Niang looked at her mother warily and shook her head:

"Mother thought too much. It's okay."

"As long as it's okay. Your father and I discussed when to hold an engagement banquet for you to settle the matter."

Ji Shi smiled and said, "Han Xing is a good child. He was raised by Yi's parents..."

Yan Niang suddenly knelt on her knees:

"Mother, Yan Niang doesn't want to marry him. Please, please, father, take back your life!"

Ji was shocked.

"What's going on? It's not good to say it, but you should also do it? This is about to hold an engagement banquet. How can you say that you won't get married if you don't get married?

Yan Niang lowered her head and was silent.

Ji frowned, but didn't know what to say.

In front of her is the gentle and graceful Yan Niang, who doesn't say much. However, even if she kneels on the ground at this moment, Yan Niang has a noble and quiet style. Don't deblashem, don't approach.

Ji stretched out his hand and tried to pull Yan Niang, but finally lowered his hand.

"Yan Niang, I'll tell your father later. Fortunately, I'm not in a hurry!"

"Thank you, mother."

Yan Niang said peacefully that she was neither rude nor close.

The night after his mother left, Yi Hui pleaded guilty to his father in his study. The next day, he returned to the barracks with a body injury.

Train as usual, work hard as usual. At dusk, the iron armor was removed, and Yi Hui was dressed in blood. He thought that fatigue would enable him to fall asleep, but under the severe pain, his consciousness became more awake. He should have suffered such pain... Tears scratched his cheeks, and the pain in his body invaded. Yi Hui couldn't help coughing and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

In my mind, it was Yan Niang's crying in the hut.

"Brother, why do they all force us? Why can't we ask for anything? Why can't we get anything?

"Brother, Yan Niang is the only brother. My brother only has Yan Niang. Yan Niang guards her brother, and her brother also guards Yan Niang..."

He can't protect his mother or his sister. He doesn't even have the ability to protect himself...

Yi Hui struggled for a few days, but finally couldn't stand it and fainted in the school. When he woke up, he was in the military tent of the cold star. In front of the book case not far from the bed, Han Xing is writing hard.

It seems that I felt Yi Hui wake up, and the cold star turned around:

"Are you awake?"

"Thank you, Brother Mu." Yi Hui said that he gritted his teeth and stood up to get up.

Han Xing reached out and held her:

"Don't move. I just helped you clean up the wound. Your injury is not serious. Have a good rest... I have told someone to help you boil medicine. I don't know you have such a serious internal injury. Why don't you say..."

Han Xing changed his previous abomity and said gently and kindly: "I know you are sad and blame me, but Yi Hui, it doesn't matter how you blame me. Don't blame your father-in-law or blame yourself.

"How dare Yi Hui resent his father and blame Brother Mu. These are what Yi Hui should suffer. Yi Hui doesn't complain... Yi Hui just hates his incompetence.

Han Xing's expression changed slightly, but he did not accuse him as usual.

"Yi Hui, if you do something wrong, as long as you correct it, you will still be a good son in the eyes of your father-in-law and a good brother of Han Xing!"

Yi Hui did not insist and smiled reluctantly.

What he has always learned is that he has to bear the consequences of doing something wrong. For the first time, someone told her that as long as he corrects, he will still be forgiven.

Yi Hui faintly sensed the helplessness of the cold star, and also vaguely felt the helplessness of his father. No one can really turn over the clouds and rain and always get what he wants.

Yi Hui stretched out his hand to Hanxing, and the two hands were tightly clasped together.

It was already a month later when Yi Hui saw the cold moon again.

In early summer, at the beginning of the beginning of the rain, Yi Hui returned home and happened to meet the cold moon that went home to visit his elders.

"Han Yue... I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've been busy and don't have time to see you. Are you okay?"

Yi Hui asked with a smile on his face.

The cold moon nodded slightly:

"I'm fine... Thank you, Brother Hui, for your concern."

"When did Yueer meet Brother Hui?"

"Yue'er feels sorry for Brother Hui." The cold moon lowered its head and refused to look up at Yi Hui. For a month, Yan Niang has been estranged from her. If she is not close to her, she will not talk to her much. Hanyue's heart has never felt a sense of frustration. What she cares about is nothing to do; what she wants is out of reach.

Yi Hui shook his head:

"You are talking nonsense. Brother Hui knows that Yue'er is good, and how can he blame you?

Han Yue looked up at Yi Hui in surprise and no longer dodged Yi Hui's eyes:

"Brother Hui."

Yi Hui gently wiped the tears from the corners of Hanyue's eyes: "Don't think too much. Yan Niang is stubborn and has been spoiled by you all the time, and she can't understand your difficulties..."

Han Yue smiled and reached out to grab Yi Hui's hand:

"Come with me..."

In the backyard of Meihuaxiuzhuang, Hanyue took out a set of moonlight satin clothes and shook them to Yi Hui. The best satin has white silk finely embroidered dark pattern jasmine, and the cut is also particularly fine. At first glance, it is made by a famous artist and is the top grade.

"Come on, let's see if this dress fits?"

"This dress is too expensive. I'm always in uniform, not to mention that it's not easy to wear this dress at home. Yi Hui shook his head.

"I didn't say I wanted to wear it out. Just show me what you wear here." Han Yuedao stretched out his hand to untie Yi Hui's belt. Yi Hui couldn't help but be shocked and wanted to push away Han Yue's hand, but he was stunned.

The cold moon's eyes are like water, flowing with infinite affection, closeness, love, admiration, so clear as in those years.

Han Yue lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. She just gently helped Yi Hui take off her coat and put on new clothes. Han Yue helped Yi Hui tidy up his clothes and appreciate it carefully.

"In this way, Brother Hui is even more beautiful..."

Yi Hui smiles:

"What's wrong with this? I don't care much about this."

"I want Brother Hui to know that even if he doesn't care, he can have the best thing in the world. No less than any king, grandson or noble, any famous hero. Han Yue squatted down to help Yi Hui tidy up the hem of her clothes, and then looked up at him, which was meaningful: "Brother Hui, as long as Yueer gave it, he was willing to give it to Brother Hui. Brother Hui deserves the most precious thing in the world. In Yueer's heart, Brother Hui is incomparable and unparalleled. It is the sky high in the mountains, the towering mountains behind him, and the admiration and dependence of Yueer..."

"Yueer," Yi Hui took Han Yue's hand and took her up: "You don't have to do this for me. Brother Hui understands what you mean. I understand that you don't do anything or say anything.

"Brother Hui..." Han Yue threw herself into Yi Hui's arms and cried gently.

Yi Hui hugged Han Yue, slowly loosened her, and patted her gently on the shoulder: "Good sister, don't cry, just cry again. Originally, you didn't cry as much as you did when you were a child.

The emperor gave an edict, and Yi Feng and Mu Hanxing rushed to the sanctuary from now on to reward his assistance to Ye City to fight against leaving the country.

After receiving the imperial edict, Yi Feng and the cold star lightly went on the road. It was cloudy and rainy in summer, but in order not to waste the time of the saint, they walked forward in the rain. One day, the rain was getting stronger and stronger. Halfway, there happened to be a teahouse, and several people rushed to the teahouse to have a rest.

Entering the teahouse, Han Xing served Yi Feng to take off his clothes and hang them aside before taking off his clothes. Han Xing did this meticulously, silent and quiet.

For more than ten days, it has been difficult to see Han Xing's smile since Yan Niang refused to marry Han Xing. Although the cold star is still calm and handles military affairs in an orderly manner, it is difficult to hide the loss that passes by from time to time.

"Han Xing..." Yi Feng handed a cup of tea to Han Xing: "Han Xing, I really didn't expect it to happen like this. I neglected it."

Yi Feng sighed.

"Fare, don't say that. In the final analysis, it's a matter of two people. I don't usually take much care of Yan Niang. In the military, I'm afraid that Han Xing can't give her a stable life. Han Xing looked up at Yi Feng: "If she will change her mind, it's Han Xing's luck. If it is said that she can find a happier destination, Han Xing is also willing to marry her like a sister.

Han Xing said frankly, and Yi Hui couldn't help sighing again.