Murong Yan came back after a busy day and couldn't find Sun Yue everywhere. She asked around and searched anxiously for more than an hour before finally finding him under the wall of the old city wall of Zhuzhou. She was drinking and chasing the guards far away.

Sun Yue had already drunk a little too much at this time. Seeing his wife's appearance as beautiful as a flower, she was so funny that she was silly. Murong Yan pulled him to pull him into the house, but this guy was acting childish and refused to leave and had to drink.

Murong Yan had no choice but to sit down and drink with him. It was obvious that she was in a bad mood, but she didn't know why.

After drinking about seven or eight bowls, Sun Yue asked: "Am I very inhuman now?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Fu Yanqing is very nice to me, better than my nominal master Zhao Pu. To be honest, there are not many people in this world who deserve to be called "Master" and he counts one."

"Are you doing this now for Fu Zhaoshou?"

"Well, he just died, and I killed his son."

Murong Yan had nothing to say, so she could only continue to drink with him.

"I used to think that I was a kind and kind person, a humane person, and even I felt that I was an ideal person. Really, otherwise my father and I would have hugged Zhao Guangyi's thigh in the morning. Do you believe that we can do better than now? You don't have to worry so much."

Murong Yan could understand half of it, but she could understand Sun Yue's emotions and stretched out her hand to hold it tightly with him.

“Did someone say you’re ungrateful?”

"Is there anyone else who needs to say it? Do I have no conscience?"

"But aren't you justified in killing?"

"That's natural. He trespassed the White Tiger Account and fought with me again. Look, I was injured by him. How can I find such a brave and unwitting person in the world? They are all family members. Can't I tell you something privately? I want to have an old relationship with him, but if I don't kill him, where is my majesty? This is because he has taken himself to a dead end, and I can't blame me for being cruel."

Murong Yan said, "Since you feel that you have a clear conscience, why do you have to drink to drown your sorrows? Are you afraid of others' words? I don't believe it, and even I don't care about those rumors. You have seen great storms, and I don't believe that others' tongues can suppress you."

Sun Yue was speechless and said for a long time: "You are right. I am not afraid of what others say. I am just afraid that I will lose my true heart. I am even more afraid that I have lost my true heart but cannot find the way back. In fact, these are excuses. If I really want to save his life, there will always be a way. However, in order to master the Tianxiong Army and for my own majesty, I still killed me. Why do I deceive myself? Isn't it that I really have no intention of typing Fu's family from the perspective of my original heart? Isn't it just to follow the flow and take this opportunity to announce that the Tianxiong Army has changed its surname? I know better than anyone else. That's the case, I'm just ungrateful."

Murong Yan said: "At least you are still in pain."

Sun Yue pointed to his chest and said, "It's no longer very painful, it's already a little numb. If I really feel pain, I won't let you find it. Even if I really feel pain now, it's still numb myself. What's painful is that I don't feel pain.

Do you know, a few months ago, I killed Li Jilong with my own hands. When we were in Tanzhou, we were two good brothers with one life, and I didn’t suffer much pain. Do I still have the sincerity? I don’t know, it seems that no matter who it is in this world, as long as it blocks my way, I will eliminate him without hesitation. Similarly, if it is beneficial to me, I can also promote him in an extraordinary way. I was not like this, but it was like this before I knew it. Is there any essential difference between me and Zhao Guangyi now? A sinister politician and a vicious bureaucrat? I have become the person I have always hated the most."

Murong Yan was also shocked when she heard this. She really didn't expect that the person next to her pillow would feel idle and start to analyze herself. This kind of horny horn that has almost entered the scope of philosophy is not something she can solve, so she had to say, "In my eyes, you still haven't changed. You are still the same you, and I still love you."

"Thanks."

Sun Yue continued to drink. One bottle after another, but in fact he didn't expect anyone to comfort him, and there was nothing to comfort him. He just remembered the past. The road on his feet was all his own way, and no one forced him. After complaining, the sun would still rise as usual tomorrow, and he would still do whatever he should do. For example, he would find an excuse to rub Fu Zhaoyuan down.

He knew very well that he was a real politician and could not even reach the height of a politician. The so-called "not forgetting his original intention" is simply a fool.

That day before Zhao Guangyi's carriage and horse, if it was not Li Jilong but Han Chongxun who stopped him, he might still have killed him. If Fu Zhaoshou was not betrayal of his relatives and went with the flow, he might have found other reasons to kill him.

He sat here and drank, not necessarily just to show off for the soldiers of the entire army.

He picked up the wine bowl, but did not touch Murong Yan, but raised his head, drank it all at once, and then said in a voice that only he could hear; "Goodbye."

…………

After a drunken relationship, Sun Yue was like nothing was wrong, and she was doing whatever she should do. She sat in the White Tiger Account all day long to deal with the affairs of the Fu family and the Tianxiong Army involved by Fu Zhaoshou, without any affection. Her pair of gentle eyes were now looking at someone who was furious.

Three days later, Fu Zhaoyuan came to handle Fu Zhaoshou's funeral. Yang Yanzhao asked him if he wanted to go out of the city to greet him. Sun Yue thought for a while and said, "No need, go and pick him up for me."

Yang Yanzhao was obviously stunned for a moment, looked back at the generals in the account, and found that each of them had his head lowered. No one had any nonsense. Yang Yanzhao seemed to have some understanding and left with his fists.

But Fu Zhaoyuan was originally full of anger, but his eyes were full of power without anger. He held his hands behind his back and ignored others. He couldn't help but ask himself to get three points shorter after seeing it. He was here to ask Sun Yue for an explanation.

Everyone knows what kind of virtue Fu Zhaoshou is. Maybe he does have the way to die, but why did his father give you Tianxiong Army? Don’t you know what you are doing? This is how you take care of your own family?

As a result, when he saw Yang Yanzhao coming out to pick him up alone, he suddenly felt a basin of cold water in his head, which poured him out from top to bottom.

His hands gradually became stiff, his tongue gradually became hard, and he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word. Yang Yanzhao said politely: "Governor Fu, my family's Jieshang has prepared wine and food in the city. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Fu Zhaoyuan felt confused, but in the end he only sighed, "I suddenly felt unwell, so there was no need for a banquet. I thanked you for your...Jingshuai."
Chapter completed!