Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Wang Luo and Han Ying were each busy in Lingshan. Time flew by unconsciously, and soon night fell, but the two of them seemed unaware.

At the same time, far to the north of Jianmu District in Rongcheng, in a simple hut nestled in a green garden, there was an old man, who seemed to be isolated from the passage of time.

He has a stooped figure and sparse beard and hair. He is sitting in front of a small wooden table in the main room, lost in thought. He is like a dusty pottery figurine. Only the straight and gorgeous brocade robe on his body adds a bit of vitality to it.

The brocade robe does not seem to fit perfectly. Although the materials are good, the workmanship is a lot different. There are flaws on the shoulders, neck, elbows, etc., and the pattern on the chest is also a little childish. However, the old man can wear it safely. Don't think it's different.

There are three plates of home-cooked side dishes on the small wooden table: dried shrimps mixed with moss, bean sprouts cooked with fairy wine, roast goose with velvet velvet, a plate of silver rolls, two bowls of hot and sour hairy crab soup, a plate of fruits and vegetables, two teacups and a pot Clear tea. They may seem ordinary, but each has its own unique fragrance. Even if the old man waits at the table for a long time, the dishes on the table still retain their freshness, and the fragrance lingers in the house for a long time.

Beside the table stand several candlesticks with exquisite craftsmanship. The candles on the table are mainly orange and pink, and their shapes are mostly imitating the appearance of various spiritual pets. As the candlelight flickers, various mirages can be reflected around the old man. The shadow of the spirit.

There are many paintings hanging on the wall, most of them are portraits of old people, but the styles of the painters are different. From the children's graffiti with straight lines at the beginning, to the later more exquisite and lifelike paintings, it seems to witness the growth of the old man and the painter together. It's just that the person in the painting always has a tall and straight posture and a majestic temperament, which is completely different from the old man with a stooped appearance at the table.

In fact, most people who are familiar with the old man have never seen this side of him.

On a normal day, he would never wear ill-fitting clothes, have such an elegant dinner, and never decorate the room he is in so playfully and cutely.

All this is for one person, the person who should be sitting on the other side of the wooden table, sharing a family relationship with him over tea instead of wine.

However, that person never came, so he could only wait patiently, waiting patiently in the dead silence of the cabin.

Until a click broke the silence in the room and made the old man's scattered eyebrows twitch slightly.

"Xingyan?"

The person who came was wearing a crimson coat and dark boots. He turned from behind the old man to in front of him in two steps. However, he did not sit at the wooden table, but stood guard by the candlestick. Because she knew very well that the empty seat was not reserved for her.

In the old man's indifferent gaze, Han Xingyan just nodded slightly: "Brother, the Governor's Mansion just asked me to take the message, talking about Yongzhou..."

But the old man said: "I have an appointment with Yingying tonight, and I won't be dealing with official matters. They should know."

Han Xingyan was silent for a while and asked, "Are you still waiting for her? But she is still the head of the country, so she may not remember this family banquet."

"It never takes too long for the Lord of the Kingdom to come and incarnate. I can wait." The old man said, "Besides, even if Yingying doesn't remember, I will remember."

However, Han Xingyan knew that the current ruler of the country might not be able to "never last too long". She is trapped here and has not yet found a way to escape.

It's just that this matter is top secret, and even my brother can't reveal anything about it.

However, she couldn't help but sigh when she looked at the meticulous decoration in the house, the handmade brocade robe that symbolized the love between father and daughter, a portrait, and the way Han Guming was waiting for his daughter's return at the table on his birthday night.

"Brother, Yingying can no longer stay with you for too long. The king once said that she could fill the gaps in his life with the help of her external incarnation skills..."

"I remember it up to the age of 25." Han Guming responded calmly. For the first time, he moved his eyes away from the vacant chair and came to a long table leaning against the wall, where a crystal jade pendant was placed. ball. As the old man's eyes turned away, a warm picture was reflected in the ball. A man and a woman were standing hugging each other, with smiles on their faces like spring water.

That was him who was not yet old, and her whom he loved most in his life. Although it was just an ordinary group photo, the image recorded by the eyes of this shark hunting from the depths of the underworld will not fade even if tens of millions of years pass.

However, the scenery in our eyes never changes, but things are different and people are different. Only one of the once loving lovers survived.

Han Guming said: "In the past, the king used the magical power of his external incarnation to fill the gap in the life of the unborn Yingying, mold her soul and soul, so that she can live for twenty-five years. This is a great kindness, I will not I hope for more. But before Yingying’s soul dissipates, I will accompany her until the end.”

Han Xingyan took a long time before sighing: "In the past, the king only came to incarnate every nine hundred days to maintain the spiritual energy of the soul. This is the first time that she has come here on her own initiative to walk as Han Ying."

Han Guming said: "Yingying's life was given by the Lord, and it is only right that he temporarily serves as the Lord's eyes, ears, and limbs. Yingying herself will not object."

Han Xingyan managed a light smile: "Yes, I'm afraid she will come to me excitedly to ask for details afterwards. She always likes the Lord the King the most, and even the shuttle has his dolls, but they are not humanoid dolls. , somewhat disrespectful.”

Regarding his sister's joke, Han Guming only nodded slightly to indicate that he heard it.

After a while, the old man changed the subject: "Why are you late today?"

Han Xingyan said: "After all, I am also on duty as a service officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Something went wrong there. There are a few old manuscripts and drawings missing from the library. Mo Yu... Lord Mo Yu is to blame. I, who is far away in Rongcheng, will also follow suit."

"Mo Yu." Han Guming muttered, "He is an idiot and is only loyal to the king. He is a good subordinate, but not a good boss. It's okay if you don't do the job of a diligent officer."

"Fortunately, apart from nagging, Lord Mo Yu has never really treated his subordinates harshly. The status of service officer is still very convenient, and I still want to hold it concurrently for the time being."

Han Guming sneered: "Do you think so, or Yu Wannian?"

Han Xingyan's face turned cold: "Brother, do you want to bring up the old things again?"

Han Guming said: "I just want to remind you that the Yu family has gone astray now. The development of Rongcheng is not as simple as it seems! The Lord of the country decided to set this place in Rongcheng, and half of it was to allow the five hundred years to stay here. The Han family can exit smoothly, along with those entangled old forces that are destroying their bones and sucking their marrow! And I have been greatly favored by the king, and I have long been determined to cooperate to the death. If Bolanzhuang can't see the reality clearly, and is still obsessed with the word "mantis", it will be like mantis' arm! "

Han Xingyan was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand, I will tell him."

"Oh, if he can listen, why do you have to say it?" Han Guming disagreed, but he also knew that if this topic continued, the brother and sister would inevitably turn against each other.

So he could only look at the still warm side dishes in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a tired sigh.

And in the sigh, there was a crisp click, which seemed particularly harsh.