The second floor of the inn was under martial law.

The shopkeeper, the second and the merchants, who had just been driven into the corner on the first floor, looked at each other. No one would have thought that the tyrannical high-ranking official who had almost splattered blood on the spot would suddenly meet an old friend and stay in this broken post. The museum is old.

At this time, a group of common people and merchants who stayed to eat and stay in the store did not dare to come out, for fear of disturbing the nobles upstairs and causing their own death.

The shopkeeper was discussing with a few juniors in a low voice, and wanted to try sending two plates of wine and meat, so as not to serve poorly and provoke the anger of the nobles.

However, no one dared to go upstairs.

Now on the stairs to the second floor, there are all soldiers with real knives and real guns, and one of them almost cut off someone's finger just now!

Just then, footsteps sounded upstairs.

The shopkeeper looked up and saw the father-in-law who was following behind the noble just now.

Although this father-in-law has a good appearance, he is very arrogant and cold, and he has a royal style, and he does not look straight at people.

The shopkeeper hurriedly brought a few young men waiting by the stairs, bowing and waiting for the father-in-law's order.

However, the father-in-law took out a silver note from his sleeve and placed it on the counter.

"Our master said, I will borrow you to use the second floor. This is the rental fee." He said slowly.

The shopkeeper stepped forward and looked at it, good guy, five hundred taels.

So much money, not to mention renting, even buying them on the second floor is enough.

The shopkeeper hurriedly thanked him with a smile on his face and bowed straight to him.

I saw that father-in-law turned his eyes horizontally, and stood on the first floor and glanced around.

At this time, the first floor was crowded with people, both those who were originally here and those who had just been driven down from the second floor. Now that it was getting late, and there was no other place to stay nearby, they all had to stay here for the night, so that they could start their journey in the morning.

At this moment, everyone did not dare to speak, crowded on the first floor, and looked at him cautiously.

The father-in-law withdrew his gaze, took out a heavy purse full of broken silver from his sleeve, and placed it on the counter.

"The money has been distributed to them. Don't be dumbfounded about what to do. Our master only took a few prisoners. How could it be so scary to teach you to lose your soul?" the father-in-law complained.

Not too scary! It's not scary to kill someone with a knife!

The father-in-law glanced at the shopkeeper, warned him not to hide it privately, and instructed him to prepare a few more dishes and drinks, and then went upstairs again.

In the hearts of everyone, they could not help but sigh that this father-in-law was so bold and generous.

And in the eyes of everyone, the courageous and generous father-in-law Jinbao secretly slandered while going upstairs.

Why did the master seem to have changed as soon as he met this highness of the prince. The silver was poured out like water, and it hurt to see him.

But Jinbao dare to say it? He dare not.

He only dared to sneak upstairs quietly like a silent quail.

——

Jun Huailang sat down again in the seat just now.

There were only two people at the table just now, but now there are three. Jin Bao called Xiao Er to come up and light the lamp, then added tableware and chopsticks to Xue Yan, and poured wine. The three of them didn't speak for a while.

Jun Huailang glanced at Xue Yan several times.

He was... quite surprised.

He just saw Xue Yan in front of the window, thinking that he was ordered by Shangfeng to come here to catch a murderer and go downstairs by himself, just in time to meet him.

But he didn't expect to hit right and saw the scene where he tried the prisoner.

...and it's something I've never seen before.

He had never seen Xue Yan with such a calm and powerful aura, cold and ruthless, or—he had never seen it in his life.

The Xue Yan just now was exactly the same as the one he saw in his previous life, icy and fierce, like an unsheathed blade, with a cold light all over his body.

This seems to be Xue Yan's original appearance.

Come to think of it, Xue Yan is now sixteen. If he is as dumb and deceitful as he imagined, he would definitely not have climbed to such a high position in his previous life.

Xue Yan never told him that he was innocent, everything was just what he thought.

Ordinarily, Jun Huailang should be afraid.

But he was miraculously not afraid. Perhaps Xue Yan was too docile and docile in front of him, and perhaps Xue Yan saved his life. At that time, his tears and eyes were too real, making Jun Huailang unforgettable in the chaos.

So, instead, he had a feeling of "that's it", and he didn't even think about whether Xue Yan would repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

——It’s just that it was suddenly a little unfamiliar.

When he looked at Xue Yan before, he always mixed some of his own speculations, always feeling that he was lonely, difficult, pitiful, and tough at the same time.

But now it seems that he is clearly a lone wolf who grew up in the snow. Thinking about it too, so much pain weighed on him alone, pressured him to grow up, and he was not crushed, wouldn't he grow into what he is now?

By his own power, naturally he can't change the original him, but only changed his attitude towards his family. And his original appearance must have never changed.

Jun Huailang pondered to himself, Xue Yan was by his side, and he didn't say a word.

On the other hand, Jun Xiaowu, who was next to him, had always been a temperament that couldn't keep his mouth shut. He looked left and right, saw his brother drinking tea quietly, and saw the Fifth Highness sitting there without saying a word, and was about to hold him so much that he jumped out of the window and escaped.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Er warmed up the new wine.

Jun Xiaowu hurriedly took this opportunity to pour wine for the two of them, picked up the wine bowl and said, "I didn't expect to meet the Fifth Highness here! Although this shop is a bit broken, his wine is delicious. Your Highness, will you taste it?"

Xue Yan snorted, but instead of taking the wine bowl, he looked sideways at Jun Huailang.

Seeing Jun Huailang picking up the wine, he also picked up the wine.

Even the slow-witted Jun Xiaowu was a little surprised. He just felt that the decisive and decisive Highness just now seemed a little too well-behaved.

But immediately, he put this absurd thought behind him.

Well-behaved, what's well-behaved, how can he be called well-behaved just now when he was about to chop someone's finger!

Then, he saw Xue Yan bring the wine bowl to his mouth.

Jun Xiaowu invites people to drink on weekdays, and the biggest pleasure is to see the embarrassment of people drinking spirits. The yellow wine of this house is undoubtedly very strong. When Jun Xiaowu saw that he was about to drink it, he unexpectedly didn't have the fun he was expecting. Instead, he raised his heart in his throat.

This... is going to choke the wine, won't it provoke this Highness?

He hurriedly reminded: "His Royal Highness, slow down, this wine..."

Unexpectedly, Xue Yan suddenly opened his mouth and spoke in unison with him.

But not to him, but to Jun Huailang.

"I just frightened him, I didn't really want to cause trouble here," he said. "Just don't want to mess with them too much."

Jun Xiaowu swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Could it be that His Royal Highness is... explaining to his brother?

Jun Xiaowu was quite surprised and fixed his eyes on him.

But it doesn't feel like it.

With one hand on his knee and the other hand holding the wine, he sits casually and has a cold expression.

It seems that I think too much.

But he didn't notice that Xue Yan looked at Jun Huailang with a bit of anxiety. His hand, which seemed to be resting calmly on his knee, was already clenched nervously.

He didn't even know that it was Xue Yan's strength that he was able to endure until now to speak.

Only Xue Yan knew that when he stood at the door and turned around to see Jun Huailang, his five senses stopped working, and there was only one pair of eyes with a person inside.

When Jun Huailang saw it, he almost chopped off people's fingers and threatened to kill them.

When Xue Yan came back to his senses, he was swept away by the overwhelming panic. He followed Jun Huailang all the way upstairs like a death row prisoner waiting for a sentence, but he didn't speak for a long time, which made Xue Yan even more flustered.

...will he be disappointed? What will he think of me?

Xiao Er came up to add vegetables and light the lights for a while, allowing Xue Yan to live like a year. The torment he suffered was no less than that of the skin monkey Jun Xiaowu who couldn't sit still for a quarter of an hour.

Finally, he couldn't help but speak.

He looked at Jun Huailang nervously, only to see Jun Huailang stunned for a moment, and then he showed a gentle and calm smile that was the same as before.

"Your Highness, isn't this on official business? It's nothing." He said with a smile.

Xue Yan was stunned for a moment, and the words in his heart could not help but ask: "...do you have nothing to say?"

... Even if Jun Linghuan said a few words in Jianghu dialect, Jun Huailang would say a few words to her.

Jun Huailang was a little surprised when he heard the words. He was stunned for a while, and asked inexplicably, "What does Your Highness want me to say?"

I want you to reprimand me, let me change, and teach me not to set an example.

Xue Yan was speechless.

Only then did he realize that what he feared most was not that Jun Huailang resented him and blamed him, but that Jun Huailang didn't care what he did at all.

It seems to be kind, but in fact it doesn't care at all.

It is said that there is nothing wrong with Jun Huailang doing this. After all, he is kind and treats everyone the same, just including Xue Yan.

But the mistake is that he, Xue Yan, has extraordinary feelings for him, and has become a lot greedy without knowing it.

In the past, he only wanted Jun Huailang to smile at him as he did to others, but now, he didn't want to just want his monotonous tolerance.

People always have to measure up.

"Ah, yes, there is something to say." Suddenly, he heard Jun Huailang say with a smile.

Xue Yan's eyes immediately settled on his face.

But he saw Jun Huailang holding up the wine bowl and holding it in front of Xue Yan, and at first sight he was about to clink glasses with him: "Last time I left the palace in a hurry, and I never had the opportunity to thank Your Highness. Your Highness saved my life, and Huailang is very grateful. ."

That smile was very sincere, so sincere that there was no excess emotion at all, it was a sincere thank you.

Xue Yan didn't want his thanks.

He couldn't speak, and was a little stuck in his heart. He didn't say a word, didn't clink glasses with Jun Huailang, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl.

The liquor scalded his throat and burned all the way into his stomach. Xue Yan was unaware.

Jun Huailang couldn't help being taken aback when he saw him drinking so fiercely. Just as he was about to persuade him, he looked a little unhappy when he saw Xue Yan's expression.

...who is messing with him?

On the other hand, Jun Xiaowu next to him exclaimed "hey" excitedly, picked up the jug and filled Xue Yan again.

"His Royal Highness is good at drinking!" he boasted.

Xue Yan was silent.

"Are you here today?" Jun Xiaowu asked eagerly.

Xue Yan hummed lightly, but looked at Jun Huailang and changed the subject: "Why are you here?"

Jun Huailang paused, and was about to speak, but Jun Xiaowu, who was next to him, didn't look at anyone at all, and said with a smile: "Isn't this a treat for my brother! Fifth Highness, you are also a coincidence, and you can also come and see me off. elder brother."

Sure enough, his words caught Xue Yan's attention.

He looked at Jun Xiaowu and asked word by word, "...A farewell trip?"

Jun Xiaowu met his gaze, inexplicably shocked by the deep and sharp eyes, and closed his mouth for a while.

On the other hand, Jun Huailang, who was next to him, said, "Yes, I haven't had time to tell the Fifth Highness."

Xue Yan looked at him and saw that he smiled at him mildly and indifferently: "I will go south with my father to Jiangnan in a few days. It is a sin for not having time to say goodbye to His Highness the Fifth."

Xue Yan looked at him steadily.

He wants to leave, if he didn't happen to be here today, he is afraid that he will leave silently, so that he can't find him all over Chang'an.

And he was still so calm, as if... he didn't care that he would be separated from himself.

Xue Yan's hand unconsciously clasped the edge of the wine bowl and tightened slowly.

For more than a month, he has been immersed in a kind of anxiety every day, as if he can't find water in the desert.

Today, he suddenly bumped into the water source, but found that the original anxiety was not relieved, but intensified.

He slowly retracted his gaze.

He never knew what he wanted before, but now, he seems to know vaguely.

At least now, what he wants is to keep Jun Huailang by his side, so that he can't go anywhere.

He also wanted the other party to put away that gentle demeanor that was the same to everyone. Even if he hated him and reprimanded him, it would be better than treating him no different from others.

He wanted to be the one and only person in front of Jun Huailang who could keep him.

This kind of impulse bumped right and left in Xue Yan's heart, disturbing him. Especially now, Jun Huailang actually said goodbye to him with a smile as if nothing had happened, more like the sparks fell into the dry pyre, slamming his sanity on fire.

He suddenly wanted to do everything possible to keep him.

At this moment, Xue Yan met Jun Huailang's clean eyes.

It was dark and deep, like a wad of good ink, and it was full of smiles, watching him quietly.

A clear spring poured on the fire in his heart, and with a squeak, it extinguished the raging flames just now.

No one knew how perverted thoughts had popped into Xue Yan's head just now, but they saw him pick up the wine and take another gulp.

"How long?" He seemed to have lost a battle, only compromise and depression remained in his heart.

Even if he had the ability to tie him up, he was afraid of scaring him.

Jun Huailang naturally didn't know what kind of struggle Xue Yan had in his heart. Hearing Xue Yan's question, he replied with a light smile: "If there is no accident, I can come back in two or three years."

If there is an accident...

Then of course he couldn't tell.

But he saw Xue Yan looking at him fixedly. Although his tone didn't change, he was inexplicably more firm.

"There will be no surprises," he said.

Jun Huailang looked at him, inexplicably relieved.

He froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Well, it won't be an accident." He smiled and nodded.

Xue Yan's eyes were slightly scalded, he turned his eyes away, raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Outside the window, the sun had completely set. A bright moon hangs high on the mountain in the sky, illuminating the endless wilderness outside.

Two or three years, even two or three months, is too long.

Xue Yan's eyes fell on the moon.

The young man never knew the taste of sorrow, but today, he tasted the bitterness that he could not ask for.

He was so used to suffering that he froze out an indestructible armor. But suddenly a gust of spring breeze passed around him, making his icy skin feel warm for the first time.

The ice on his body has melted, but he is beginning to be unwilling to taste this warm feeling. He wanted to keep the wind in his heart and completely possess him.

But the wind stopped for a moment and then blew away again.

This wind is the most gentle, it can save sentient beings, but it will not stop for him.

Just because in the eyes of the wind, he is a very ordinary one among all sentient beings.

But he fell in love with the wind.