When Wei Yuyuan saw Yan Zixiu's face, his left foot had not yet stepped in.

This caused him to fall to the ground with his eyes wide open, and the whisk in his hand just happened to fall under Jing Shaoci's feet.

"Third Brother!" Yan Zixiu stood up quickly, walked over and leaned over to help him up.

But when his hand just grasped Wei Yuyuan's arm, the other party suddenly propped up his upper body, and then stood up from the ground.

Wei Yuyuan stared at Yan Zixiu's face, and his eyes began to turn red.

After watching for a few seconds, he grabbed Yan Zixiu's hand and said in a neurotic tone: "Hand, hand is warm."

As soon as the voice fell, he held Yan Zixiu's face again, rubbed it twice like kneading dough, and trembled and said: "The face is real too!"

When Jing Shaoci walked over with a cold face, Wei Yuyuan actually hugged Yan Zixiu tightly and said with a crying voice: "Xiaowu, Xiaowu..."

Yan Zixiu was stunned for a moment, then showed a relieved smile and said: "Third brother, it's me."

Jing Shaoci turned his head away with a displeased face and endured for half a minute.

After waiting for Yan Zixiu to get up, Wei Yuyuan suddenly patted him heavily on the arm.

"If you're not dead, why haven't you come back for so many years?! You're outside learning to steal peaches from wild monkeys?!"

Yan Zixiu was about to explain, but Jing Shaoci suddenly said in a cold voice: "He's with me."

Wei Yuyuan only noticed him at this time, and after taking a deep breath, he jumped straight to the side.

He glanced at Jing Shaoci, then turned his head to look at Yan Zixiu, and after shaking his head several times like a wave drum, he turned to the little disciple standing at the door and said: "Go and ask the master!"

Su Zixuan also had red eyes after he came, and looked at Yan Zixiu's lips trembling for a long time and couldn't say a word.

After waiting for a long time for him to calm down, Su Zixun immediately asked after the four of them sat down, "Xiaowu, where have you been all these years?"

"I was reincarnated and went to..."

Jing Shaoci said again at this time, "Yanyan has always been with me."

Wei Yuyuan made a "tsk" sound and complained, "I say you two are really persistent. You have loved each other for a lifetime and you still haven't loved each other enough. You can even meet each other in reincarnation."

Although he said this, he still looked at Yan Zixiu awkwardly and said, "Well, let me say."

Yan Zixiu looked at him and said, "Third senior brother."

"Is he good to you?"

When Wei Yuyuan asked this question, his voice was not only low but also very unclear, but Yan Zixiu still heard it clearly.

He smiled and nodded, "Very good."

Jing Shaoci cleared his throat and sat up straight, then raised his hands to put them around Yan Zixiu's shoulders with an expression of claiming sovereignty.

Wei Yuyuan looked disgusted, curled his lips and said, "If his kidneys are not good, he is just a painted rouge horse, good looking but not rideable."

Su Zixun coughed lightly, indicating that he should be more restrained in front of the innocent junior brother, but Wei Yuyuan said unconvincedly, "What are you coughing for? What did I say wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zixun looked at him and smiled, "Why don't I discuss the issue of whether it is OK to ride with you in the evening?"

Wei Yuyuan jumped up from the chair, looking as if a female ghost had just scratched his neck with her nails.

"Master, you are too polite. I will go get Xiaowu some delicious food!"

He ran out without even turning his head.

Yan Zixiu looked at his fleeing back and couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile.

From childhood to adulthood, the third brother, who even the master couldn't control, always suffered at the hands of the second brother. When

he was young, he slept in the same room with the third brother, so he heard Wei Yuyuan swearing and swearing to kill Su Zixun more than once. Yan Zixiu reasonably suspected that the reason why the third brother was so good at swearing was that he learned it from the second brother.

After Wei Yuyuan ran away, Su Zixun did not ask about the cause and effect, but just said: "Xiaowu, are you doing well in the other world?"

"Thank you for your concern, everything is fine." Yan Zixiu said this, looked at him and said: "Master and uncle are also with us."

Su Zixun held his breath for a moment, and after a long time, he choked and said: "Then Master and uncle, are they okay?"

Yan Zixiu nodded vigorously, "All fine."

Su Zixun laughed and cried, and kept saying: "That's good, that's good."

After a while, Wei Yuyuan came over to call them to eat.

The other disciples in Tianfeng Temple moved to other places, and only four people sat around the table.

After eating a few bites, Wei Yuyuan raised his chin towards Jing Shaoci and said, "Little Prince, you always brought good things to our Taoist temple, but my master rejected them all. Do you remember this?"

Jing Shaoci said coldly, "He said that the poor should not accept charity."

Hearing this, Wei Yuyuan raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "My master said so, but whenever we ran out of meat, he would take us to the back kitchen of the palace to get something."

He deliberately emphasized the word "get", and his tone was particularly high-sounding.

After hearing this, Yan Zixiu asked in confusion, "Why didn't I know about this?"

Wei Yuyuan clicked his tongue and said, twirling his chopsticks, "Since the beginning of your practice, you have been more serious than your uncle-master. You're so proper that the master is almost about to carve a monument for you. How could your master possibly take you with him?"

Jing Shaoci held Yan Zixiu's hand under the table, and then said something that surprised the three of them, "Actually, I knew it a long time ago."

Wei Yuyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You knew?!" "

It's only natural for the master to take things from his disciple. Even if he takes away all the property of the Prince's Mansion, it wouldn't be excessive."

Wei Yuyuan tightened his neck and rubbed his arms as if he had a cold, "I really believe the saying that it's hard to change a person's nature."

****

When the two left Tianfeng Temple in the afternoon, Wei Yuyuan dragged Yan Zixiu aside.

"Although our master taught us not to beat our husbands after marriage, sometimes fists and feet are good for the health of the other half, so we should still use them."

Yan Zixiu neither nodded nor shook his head. After a moment of silence, he said, "Third Brother, how did you and Second Brother fall in love with each other?"

Wei Yuyuan was stunned by his words, and his face turned red before he whispered, "At that time, I, ahem, accidentally ate the aphrodisiac pill made by my master."

Yan Zixiu pursed his lips, and patted Wei Yuyuan's shoulder, not knowing whether it was sympathy or comfort.

Meanwhile, Jing Shaoci and Su Zixun looked at the two people not far away, and their eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Little Prince, tomorrow the emperor will go to the mausoleum to offer sacrifices to the sky. Do you want to go and see it?"

Jing Shaoci did not answer this question, but just looked at Yan Zixiu without blinking.

Before the two left, Yan Zixiu looked at Wei Yuyuan and Su Zixun and said, "Two senior brothers, let's not say goodbye, we will meet again."

After saying this, Yan Zixiu held Jing Shaoci's hand and disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci came to a house in the east of the city.

This is the home of senior brother Mo Zhonghuai.

Compared with Wei Yuyuan and Su Zixun, whose faces have not changed, Mo Zhonghuai has already grown a beard, and silver hair can be seen on his temples.

He voluntarily accompanies his first wife to grow old.

The two of them stood on the courtyard wall, looking at the scene in the courtyard. Jing Shaoci turned his head and said, "Why don't you go down and say a few words to your senior brother?" Yan

Zixiu looked at Mo Zhonghuai holding a young child and watching the swallows building nests in the corner of the corridor, and raised the corner of his lips slightly and said, "It is most auspicious that the old friend is well, and whether we meet or not is not that important."

Now Mo Zhonghuai has children and grandchildren around his knees, living the most ordinary but warmest life. This is the ultimate happiness in the world.

****

The next day, before dawn, the emperor's procession, like a long dragon, and all the civil and military officials of the court went to the altar for offering sacrifices to the heaven.

Three quarters before sunrise, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven officially began.

In the southeast of the altar, three kinds of animals, five kinds of grains and six kinds of livestock were burned, and lanterns were hung in the southwest. The emperor wore a crown and a robe for offering sacrifices to the heaven, and held up jade tablets in both hands, and walked up the steps step by step.

After welcoming the emperor and the gods, the emperor went to the top and performed the ceremony of kneeling three times and bowing nine times to the ancestors and the Emperor of Heaven.

Yan Zixiu looked at the extremely majestic and magnificent scene in front of him and asked, "Jing Shaoci, have you ever regretted it?"

When Jing Shaoci was crowned king, he had only one son, so after his death, his cousin Jing Zhaoyin ascended the throne.

Emperor Zhao has been on the throne for 27 years. He has worked hard to govern the country, appointed virtuous people and loved the people. He has made the whole Xiu State as peaceful and prosperous as the world, and the people are all well-off.

When Jing Shaoci heard Yan Zixiu's words, he lowered his eyes and laughed softly, "Regret, of course I regret it."

Before Yan Zixiu could react, he put his arm around his waist and said, "I regret not marrying you earlier."

Yan Zixiu leaned on his shoulder and said, "So I have never hated you. Even if you killed me with your own hands, you are the one I think of before I die."

After that, he stood up and smiled at Jing Shaoci, and both of them were relieved.

That day was the Lantern Festival. At night, the whole street of Shangjing City was lit up, and the fireworks illuminated the sky, just as the saying goes: Thousands of lights shine on the lanterns, and seven branches of flowers bloom.

When the two of them left the house and went out to the street, Jing Shaoci left for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a veil in his hand.

"Put it on."

Yan Zixiu's face was too attractive, and he felt uncomfortable if others looked at him for a second.

Yan Zixiu took the veil, but raised his hand to put it on his head, and not only that, he also teased: "My wife is very pretty, it's better to cover it up."

Jing Shaoci hugged his waist, looked at his lips and said: "Do you want me to prove with actual actions, who is the wife?"

In the end, neither of them wore the veil. During

the Lantern Festival, people on the street were bustling, and laughter echoed everywhere.

The appearance of the two not only attracted passers-by to look back frequently, but even some ladies in the inner circle lifted the silk curtains on their hats to take a peek.

Yan Zixiu looked at the various lanterns on the stalls and suddenly said to Jing Shaoci: "That year you said you would make a lantern for me yourself, but before the lantern arrived, I received the news that you were going to the Western Frontier."

Jing Shaoci held his hand under his sleeve and was about to speak, but Yan Zixiu said: "So every Lantern Festival in the future, I will sit at the gate of the Taoist temple all night."

Jing Shaoci's chest tightened, and guilt and heartache suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"At that time, I always wondered if you would come to me with a lantern and call me Little Tangyuan while I was waiting."

Yan Zixiu looked up at him, "So you owe me that lantern."

Jing Shaoci tightened his fingers and said anxiously, "I'll give you another one when I go back, as many as you want."

Yan Zixiu then narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm just saying this to make you feel sorry for me, I only have one lantern."

Jing Shaoci's throat was full of sorrow, and he raised his hand and hugged Yan Zixiu into his arms.

The two were now in the court, and even married couples would not be so intimate in the street, so after a while, Yan Zixiu pushed him away.

But just this moment, it also made many ladies in the palace feel jealous and red-eyed.

It was really disappointing that these two handsome men had the habit of sharing the peaches.

The attics on the street were all hung with festive red lanterns, and from time to time, sky lanterns for making wishes would float around. The two of them walked around holding hands under the cover of long sleeves.

Yan Zixiu guessed the riddle of the chain of lanterns and gave Jing Shaoci a very beautiful peony palace lantern.

Jing Shaoci bought him a lot of snacks. When eating a bean paste snack, Yan Zixiu originally planned to put the whole piece into his mouth, but Jing Shaoci took half of it.

Not only did he eat his snack, but he even whispered in his ear, "You have a narrow throat, so you should break it into smaller pieces before eating."

Yan Zixiu didn't react at first, but Jing Shaoci's 'kind' reminder suddenly reminded him of the time he was the attacker.

Then he closed his eyes and took a breath, squeezing Jing Shaoci's hand tightly.

In the end, if Yan Zixiu hadn't restrained himself again and again and really didn't want to attract attention, Jing Shaoci would have definitely beaten him in the street.

The Lantern Festival was lively, and the seats in the street restaurants were full early.

Jing Shaoci picked up a food box and bought two bottles of premium Yuquan drink, and went to the roof of the highest building in Sheng'an City with Yan Zixiu.

The two men stood on it, looking down at the dragon and lion dancing teams and the people moving their heads around, and they felt that everywhere they looked was peace and prosperity.

At this time, Yan Zixiu raised his hand and the flowers and trees in the whole city of Shangjing bloomed overnight. The petals drifted into the crowd like smoke and rain. The beauty was so beautiful that the people were amazed.

When the two sat down and started to eat, Jing Shaoci asked, "Yan Yan, why don't you drink?"

Yan Zixiu narrowed his eyes slightly, "What are you going to do after drinking?"

Jing Shaoci shook his head and sighed, "You are getting harder and harder to deceive now."

After the voice fell, Yan Zixiu looked at him and suddenly picked up the wine cup.

"Just drink one cup."

After taking this small sip, the tail of Yan Zixiu's eyes was stained with a slight red, which made Jing Shaoci's throat dry.

But he clenched his fingers and suppressed the feeling.

After the last bunch of fireworks went up, Yan Zixiu said, "Dancing sweet potato, let's go back."

Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci said, "Come with me to another place."

After the two of them came down from the rooftop, they walked towards the west of the city. When they reached the entrance of a narrow alley, Yan Zixiu's steps suddenly paused.

Although the house has changed its style, the peach tree that drops peaches every summer is still there.

The last two fingers of Yan Zixiu's right hand curled unconsciously, but he still walked over with Jing Shaoci.

When he got closer, he touched the peach blossoms on the tree with his slender fingers. The branches that he thought were difficult to reach when he was young are now within reach.

A trace of nostalgia flashed across Yan Zixiu's eyes, but just as he lowered his head, Jing Shaoci actually lifted up his robe and knelt on one knee in front of him.