"Zhen'er, Yuan'er and you... I don't know what's going on between him and you, but as things stand, he doesn't put his husband first when things happen. I think he loves you more than he loves his husband. meaning."
Wang Dan did not hide anything and pointed directly to the point. Yang Zhen could only nod and said:
"Yes! For so many years, he has never stopped paying homage to the king, just like eating three meals a day. According to me, his love for me is just because of the long-term helplessness of Bojun's heart!"
"So, is there anyone else in Zhen'er's heart?"
Wang Dan asked directly and pointed out clearly.
"this……"
Yang Zhen's hesitation was equivalent to spitting out his name.
"I understand!"
Wang Dan nodded, the answer was self-evident, and continued to ask:
"Is there any clue about this situation that Yuan'er Yi can shed light on?"
"There should be... yes!"
Yang Zhen thought carefully about the days when the maid served them food here. At that time, he didn't pay attention to every detail. Now it seems that hidden dangers have been buried for a long time.
"This makes sense! Xiyuan'er has already noticed this situation, so he tried every means to stop it. And you are in a deep trap now. If you can't have a good relationship with the two girls, you will be trapped here in the future!"
Wang Dan's prophecy seemed to come out without going through his brain.
However, the "sleep" he thought of was relatively mild.
Yang Zhen asked:
"In this case, how should I deal with it? If I keep Zhiyu, Yuan'er won't tolerate it; if I let Yuan'er go, Zhiyu will be trapped."
"Don't hesitate to ask me, but ask your heart, and your heart will give you the correct answer!"
Yang Zhen raised his right hand, touched his left chest, and laughed at himself: "I seem to have forgotten that I have a heart!"
Wang Dan also followed his example, patted his own and said with a smile:
"Well, Zhong has not stopped! Haha..."
With thousands of thoughts, Yang Zhen rode out into the wild to find a quiet place where he could "hear his heart".
He didn't take any followers with him during this wild run.
Following the lead of the white horse, he unknowingly ran to a wilderness. In addition to the trees all over the mountains and plains, there were also the chirping of birds and insects flying around from time to time. It was truly a place to "return to nature".
After tying the horse to a tree, Yang Zhen let himself lie flat on the forest grass in a "big" shape, facing the sky chopped up by leaves. The sun shone through the sun, and the wind blew the leaves, leaking out The bright sunshine stimulated his eyes from time to time, so that he could not open them to full size, but could only squint. When he closed his eyes, he saw a completely blue world; when he opened his eyes, he saw the bright and green sun again, flickering brightly and dimly. .
I don't think about anything. I don't know how long I haven't had such a "simple" feeling.
Yang Zhen originally wanted to calm down and clear his mind, but unknowingly, in this "open and close" light, shadow and color contrast game, he felt the sweet touch from his mother-in-law...
Also, that beautiful little skirt, the two "ring buns" tied up; those bright red colors, and the black boxes.
With his younger brother on the horse, he ran wildly and lost control, but was saved by Uncle Lion.
Those days with "needle and medicine".
Hunxi taught him how to control a fierce horse and a chariot.
There was also the maid with beautiful eyes, who was busy coming and going from the back hall, picking up the apples rolled on the ground for her, and the look they had lasted forever...
The "risk" he experienced with his father, the bad guy who claimed to be his uncle, was finally buried in the fortification he dug.
Driving a chariot carrying Hua Yuan's right division, he sent him to the opponent's camp! ——For the first time in life, “I have the final say!”
I went to the days of wandering in the state of Zheng to collect Qiu Fu; I went to "Rongxiang" to see and see with my own eyes the freedom of those scholars.
The "General Zhao" of the Tan Kingdom rose to the rank of "Bo Ping'an", married a wife and had children, and then suffered many dangers in recent years, including the turmoil in the north...
During this sleep, Yang Zhen almost "reviewed" his entire life: how many times he couldn't help himself, how many times he was in want of scenery...
Unknowingly, Yang Zhen's thoughts were like riding a flying horse, riding back and forth in the dust of time.
Gradually, unconsciously, the sky light became darker, and the eyelids under the light and shadow became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that they could no longer be lifted.
This "can't lift it up", sleepiness overcomes everything.
Yang Zhen met an "acquaintance" who hadn't shown up for a long time:
"No one is perfect, and all people will make some mistakes to some extent; some are big mistakes, some are small mistakes; but no matter it is a big mistake or a small mistake, if you know your mistakes and can correct them, you can still be saved. , have a chance to be forgiven. What sisters saw, was it something you did out of intention? Or was it an unintentional act? "
That Yang Guan talked endlessly like an old monk chanting sutras.
He remembered that those were the words he was taught by this man after his horse trampled the farmland.
And what about those two beautiful sisters? One is in red, the other is in green; why are they not here now, but this "verbose" guy is here instead?
"Yang Zhen, you are recalling your life, do you know what this means?"
Yang Guan almost turned his face towards her, which was exactly the opposite of Yang Zhen lying on the ground. He saw a mouth on his forehead that was opening and closing, and his eyebrows strangely occupied his beard. Where it should be.
"What?"
Yang Zhen wanted to get up, but it seemed as if someone had cast a "fixing technique" on his whole body, unable to move at all.
"It means your life is coming to an end soon!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!?"
Yang Zhen was angry, but still couldn't move his body.
"I am Yang Guan, responsible for teaching you righteous thoughts; when you abandon all evil thoughts and only leave thoughts about beauty, kindness, justice... in your mind, my mission will be completed. but the time for you to leave this world is coming soon. I’m here to ask you a few last questions.”
Yang Guan's behavior now is exactly like the "impermanence of black and white" in the "yin and yang world" of a person. All of a sudden, in broad daylight, he wants to invite people to see the King of Hell.
"What are you asking?"
Yang Zhen was a little strange. His question and answer at this time was very different from usual, but he didn't know exactly why it was different.
"Do you know who your biological father is?"
Yang Guan did not go around in circles, but went straight to the sore spot.
"I...maybe know, but I'm not sure."
Yang Zhen, whose surname is "Yang", has lived for almost half his life. Suddenly he heard such a question, a question he had been trying to avoid.
"You know: it's Huan Yong. His seed was hatched by Wang Dan. Do you hate him?"
"I haven't even met him face to face. To me, he is just a stranger. There is no talk of 'love' or 'hate'. Does it matter?"
Yang Zhen tried hard to recall that time under the table on the top of the city wall, there were two pairs of adults' legs and feet: one wearing official boots and the other wearing shackles. This "Huan Yong"'s "yin and yang" voice and the conversation with Wang Dan's father are still echoing in my ears.
But that feeling is filled with fear that penetrates into the bone marrow!
This is by no means a feeling of "family affection" and "love".
