Chapter 47: Historical conspiracy nightmare

In December, the envoys of Chengguo brought heavy gifts into the capital to celebrate the throne of the former king.
Du Yan met the envoys from afar in the hall. He led the team with Mozi, a veteran of Chengguo with white beards, and a well-known legal scholar.
Du Yan has heard of this person for a long time. In addition, he also knows that Mo Zi is in the path of Cheng Yu's unification of the world, and he has made great achievements. Shen Ke has become a nation for a long time, so the reforms that people have risen are completely new.
Du Yan's gaze swept from the messenger group below, but he did not see a familiar face.
However, it is normal to want to come. Cheng Yu has lived in the original capital for ten years, and many people have met the original king. If he didn't go through the transfiguration, he would be so mixed in the messenger group that he would not take his life seriously.
If the other party didn't come, Du Yan felt better. After all, what he was going to do next was really vicious. Even if Du Yan comforted himself as a villain, he didn't need conscience, but he still couldn't bear it.
Du Yan sighed in her heart, and felt that the next time she dreamed, she couldn't choose such a role that needed a long time to get along. No matter how weak his emotions are, he will always have some feelings when he gets along day and night.
When it came time to start, he really couldn't get over his level.
Up to the banquet of the hospitality messenger, Du Yan still glanced at every messenger from Chengguo from time to time, trying to find some familiar traces from the actions of those people.
Du Yan is still unmarried and has no wife, in this case, sitting beside Yuan Ning.
Although Yuan Ning was simple, her intuition was keen. She noticed Du Yan's movements, leaned over her body and asked her voice, "Brother, are you looking for a king?"
Du Yan glanced at her: "Cheng Yu is the king. He ran from my country and country, and he was not impatient."
Yuan Ning pursed his lips: "Why do you say so terribly, even though Cheng Yu has become a king, you still have friendships when you were young. Brother, you also clearly think of him, and you should pretend to be indifferent. . "
Yuan Ning didn't notice for a moment, and the voice was slightly louder, so he was heard by the nearest Mozi.
At this moment, at the banquet, the atmosphere was quite relaxed, so he listened to Mo Zi and asked, "I just accidentally heard the princess's words and mentioned the widow?"
Du Yan didn't hide it, raised her glass and laughed: "Cheng Wang and his brother and sister were grown up together. Now they are separated for a long time, and Ning Er misses his acquaintance."
Mo Zi did not shy away from the fact that King Cheng had taken pride in his country. He smiled: "At the time, the widow was pledged in your country, and he had a deep friendship with the king and the long princess. "
Du Yan smiled: "If Cheng Wang had this intention, he felt that it was feasible."
As soon as Du Yan said this, he saw Yuan Ning stare. However, at this moment Du Yan did not have the time to appease Yuan Ning.
Finally, he found that sitting at the bottom of the head, who seemed to be the humblest member of the messenger group, shook his hand slightly when he heard this statement. The drink from the bronze baron spilled over his sleeve.
With a specific goal, if you look closely, that person's sense of familiarity will increase. From his kneeling posture to his toasting movements, including the act of lifting his and eating, he is very familiar.
Just after watching for a moment, Du Yan can be sure that the person must be Cheng Yu of Yirong.
He did come, but Du Yan was a little stunned, with mixed feelings in his heart, and couldn't tell what it was like.
"Brother, you weren't serious just now. I have always regarded King as my brother. Don't ..." Yuan Ning saw Mo Zi below and started talking with the person beside him, so he talked to Du Yan with a low voice.
Du Yan answered the wrong question: "Do you think that the person sitting at the end is a bit like Cheng Yu?"
When Yuan Ning heard it, he subconsciously looked at it. Although she spends more time with Cheng Yu than Du Yan, she has always been careful, and after a moment's examination: "There are some similarities, but they look completely different, and they are probably some similar people."
Du Yan didn't say much, and his original intention was to reveal a few flaws here, to make plans for the next step.
Yuan Ning turned to look at Du Yan again, and suddenly smiled: "In fact, my brother missed the king. When he missed it, when he saw that the flower was not a flower, the tree was not a tree, everything would bring that person's shadow. "
"..." Du Yan felt again that Yuan Ning was really on the wrong set.
After the banquet was gone, Du Yan did not return to the dormitory. Instead, he retreated and walked along the promenade to the place where Cheng Yu once lived.
Early in the morning, it was the first snow, although it was not big, but it had brought a chill to the bones. On this icy early winter night, the house in front of Du Yan looked colder and colder.
Cheng Guo's proton resides in the most remote and deserted place in the palace. After Cheng Yu left, it was empty here.
Du Yan pushed into the door and stood up. After a while, someone pushed in.
"You're here." Du Yan didn't turn around, just looking at a little in the darkness.
"You invited me, how could I not come." The familiar voice sounded.
Du Yan turned around and looked at Cheng Yu standing at the door. There was no light in the room, but the moonlight was very bright today, he could see the person in front of him, his face was not familiar, and he was still the ordinary face in the messenger group.
"Even though I'm easy to look like this, you can still recognize me." Cheng Yu stepped forward and stopped a step away from Du Yan.
Cheng Yu is a young man in his twenties, but Du Yan hasn't fully opened up yet. Du Yan felt that he was shrouded in shadow of the other person.
This sense of oppression made Du Yan a little uncomfortable, but as a monarch of a country, he should not show cowardly at this moment.
Du Yan looked up slightly and looked directly at the other side: "Chengyu, you know, you and I will one day meet each other. Why are you still here?"
"I don't know what will happen in the future. What I know is that if I don't come, I will regret it."
Du Yan finally couldn't look at those eyes anymore, but went slightly to the beginning: "There is nothing here, not a long talk."
The two walked side by side, all the way to Du Yan sleeping hall. After a few moments, the maid was ready for everything, respectfully withdrew, and closed the door again.
On the desk, a pot of wine was warmed on the small stove, and several charcoal pots were lit in the hall, but still could not completely drive away the chill in the hall.
Du Yan played with Bronze Jue and said, "Drink some cold."
Cheng Yu habitually reached out to pick up the jug, but his fingers were slightly unwilling: "After leaving for a long time, some are not comfortable with the cold here."
Du Yan took the jug from his hand very naturally: "When I first saw you, it was quite freeze-resistant."
After all, he raised his hand to fill up the wine for Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu glanced down at the drink in the glass: "This seems to be the first time I have drunk the wine you have poured for me."
Du Yan glanced at him: "You are now king, you are a guest from afar, and it is right for me, the master, to pour wine for you."
Cheng Yu laughed: "I can't live up to your heart."
The two clink, and then drink the wine in the glass.
Du Yan raised his hand and filled the wine again, and asked, "Since the country has been here since then, it has been two months between round trips. The monarch is not in the center, you are not afraid of any trouble in the center."
Du Yan can actually guess a few points, and Cheng Yu dares to act like this, he must have a backhand. He just said casually, and didn't think of any answer.
Cheng Yu didn't hide it. He pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and wiped it at the junction of his neck and face. After a while, he peeled off a human skin mask from his face.
Cheng Yu's familiar face appeared in front of Du Yan, and he began to explain: "My dead men have the same shape as mine. After putting on a mask, I can sit for the king for some time."
Du Yan took the mask from Cheng Yu and looked at it in detail: "You have a lot of good people."
Cheng Yu said, "It was you who brought me to Jucai Building that I was able to conquer so many secretly secretly. Now I want to know, since then, are you planning to send me away and help me ascend the throne? "
Du Yan said: "You think too much, I'm just curious."
Cheng Yu smiled and didn't pierce the other's mouth hard. He took out a letter from his arms and said, "Last thing, talk about it later. I just came to ask the last sentence, what you said in the letter, but What do you think? "
Du Yan did not answer the letter and did not answer Cheng Yu's question.
He was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "What is true and what is false, now you and I are the same."
"You ..." Cheng Yu said, trying to say something, but suddenly felt a violent dizziness.
Cheng Yu thought he was drunk and rubbed his forehead, but the dizziness was not relieved at all. He just felt that the person in front of him was gradually blurred. The look of that person's eyes was a little bit colder than the winter night outside the window.
He glanced at the wine in the glass, suddenly understood something, smiled bitterly, but did not say a word after all.
Du Yan looked at Cheng Yu who was lying on the table and sat on the couch for a long while before clapping gently, calling the guard outside the hall to carry Cheng Yu away.