After Prince Zhong left, Qilinmian, who had been silent and maintained a cool demeanor, finally relaxed and began to play happily. After a while, he unexpectedly discovered a number of small fish, the size of a little finger, under the rocks in the shallow water. "My Lord, there are actually thunderfish here!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanzhou quickly put away the pebbles he had picked, rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes, and stepped into the still icy river water. "Really? Quick, quick, this thing is rare to see. Catch some and make fish sauce for Achen!"
Qilin Noodles said with some disdain: "Master, all you keep talking about is Achen Achen. What a promising future you have."
Wang Yanzhou said, not to be outdone: "Hey, you're teaching your master a lesson, are you itching for trouble?"
Qilin-face tilted his head and smiled, then said fearlessly, "It's itchy, do you want to scratch it for me?"
“I dare not!”
Before he finished speaking, Wang Yanzhou took advantage of Qilinmian's unpreparedness, reached out and took off his mask, picked it up and ran away. The face under Qilinmian's mask looked like a line drawing carefully sketched by an immortal on flawless white rice paper.
"You, give me back my mask!"
Wang Yanzhou took the man's mask and ran happily on the riverbank, like a little kid: "I'll give it back to you if I catch you, hahahahaha!"
Qilin Noodles chased after the man and said helplessly, "You're already grown up, but you're still acting like a child. How childish!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanzhou threw the mask back and continued, "You are the one who has a stern face all day long. You are boring."
After Qilinmian got the mask back, he didn't put it on in a hurry. He just played with it in his hands and sat down with Wang Yanzhou on two clean big rocks. "Speaking of which, why did you say those words to Prince Zhong today?"
Wang Yanzhou explained: "I think this kid is good, better than his brother."
Kirin Noodles said with disdain again: "What are you saying? You're talking about someone else's child. You're not much older than them, are you?"
"You're the only one who talks too much."
Wang Yanzhou's words ended the previous conversation. After a moment's rest, the two exchanged a tacit smile. Wang Yanzhou wasn't considered old at all; he'd only wasted twenty-odd years of his youth. His worries and childlike nature were only witnessed by this man, who often hid behind a mask.
There was a question that had been lingering on Wang Yanzhou's mind ever since Ouyang Ming returned. He wanted to seriously ask for his opinion: "A Nian, what do you think I should do if war really breaks out one day?"
While playing with the Qilin mask in his hand, Ah Nian picked up a small stone and threw it into the river, splashing water.
"Do whatever you want," Anian said, adding, "I will be with you anyway."
Ever since Wang Yanzhou's mother passed away, and before Tang Chen showed up, he was the only one who was truly close to him. It was nice to have Ah Nian constantly by his side, but he, a grown man, couldn't possibly stay by his side like this forever. "You look like a decent person, your martial arts skills are decent, and your music, chess, calligraphy, and painting are passable. Have you ever thought about living your own life?"
Ah Nian smiled at him and slowly put on the mask: "I promised my wife that I would be your shadow for the rest of my life. Being with you is my life."
Wang Yanzhou smiled helplessly upon hearing this and said, "When I return this time, I'll let Achen see you, okay?"
Ah Nian stood up and stretched, then said, "I have no objection. As long as everyone is happy."
As Qilinmian finished speaking, Wang Yanzhou slowly stood up, straightened his sleeves and brushed off the dust on his body. He looked at the mountains in front of him and sighed slightly: "Although Yan Chongmao knows the defense deployment in the south, I don't think Nanyue will hand over power to an outsider. Let someone find out the current situation within the Nanyue army."
The Qilin-faced man bowed his head and said, "I understand."
"You've rested enough, let's go back."
Not long after they left the river, Qilin-faced man suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "The man we eavesdropped on just now seemed to be from Tianshu Tower. Do you want to…"
Wang Yanzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "No need. Let him know whatever he wants to know. We just do our own thing."
...Ever since Wang Yanzhou left again, Tang Chen started counting the days on his fingers. After counting on three hands, he didn't see Wang Yanzhou, but Yue Sheng came instead.
When Tang Chen saw Yue Sheng getting off the bicycle, he left Xihe behind and ran over: "Sister Yue!"
Yue Sheng saw that she was anxious, afraid that she would fall, so he hurried forward and said, "Run slower, I can't run away."
Tang Chen grinned and nodded to Huaping beside him: "Huaping, you have worked hard during this period."
Huaping replied, "This is what Huaping should do."
Zhong Qin, who was standing nearby, shuddered at the sudden cold wind and reminded them, "We've picked up the people, so don't stand outside in the wind. If you have anything to say, talk to us when you get back."
After Tang Chen helped Yue Sheng into the room, he first introduced her to the fairy who had suddenly appeared beside her. Xihe didn't take the initiative to say hello, but just circled around Yue Sheng with great interest, smiling inexplicably happily as she did so.
It would be fine if others didn't know, but Tang Chen had been paying close attention to Xihe's words and actions in order to get along well with her. There were only two situations that could make Xihe so inexplicably excited: one was meeting someone of the same kind, and the other was encountering something bad.
Seeing Xihe's smile grow wider, Tang Chen suddenly panicked. "Well, Xihe, can we talk properly? Stop wandering around. You're making me dizzy."
Xihe ignored Tang Chen and suddenly took Yue Sheng's hand, saying with a smile: "You have a familiar smell on you."
Without waiting for Yue Sheng to ask, Tang Chen asked curiously, "What does it smell like?"
Xihe smiled calmly and said, "The taste of death."
As soon as Xihe finished speaking, the smiles on everyone's faces suddenly froze, and an awkward atmosphere gradually spread in the air. If Yue Sheng hadn't spoken, these people would have stood in front of the door in silence for a while: "...Miss Xihe has a really good nose."
Seeing that the person had expressed his opinion, Xihe also said: "The poison in your body seems familiar."
Upon hearing this, Tang Chen and Hua Ping both shuddered. Tang Chen even exclaimed, "Fuck! He even managed to use something as difficult as 'déjà vu'. He's quite teachable. Come on, Sister Yue, as a reward, can you give her a few drops of blood?"
"OK."
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