Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 117 Thanks

Behind a large nanmu carved and embroidered screen, a beautiful woman was sitting in the dim light, playing a song about a phoenix seeking a mate.

The sound of the piano lingered, the music was gentle, and it touched the center of the room and everyone's heart at the big round table.

Wu Ji happily filled everyone's glasses with wine, and Chen Jing stood up to speak first.

"Today, I would like to borrow the light of Lord Qing to express my gratitude to all of you for your unwavering loyalty in protecting the country and safeguarding the peace and prosperity of Daning. The imperial physician is especially skilled, working day and night to protect the entire palace. Here, I offer a toast to everyone. Cheers!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. The others immediately stood up and drank the wine in their glasses.

"Everyone, sit down, sit down." Chen Jing waved his hand, "I said, no need to be polite tonight, let's be casual."

Wu Ji ate a shrimp and tactfully filled all the empty wine glasses with wine.

The only thing missing was Lu Ziqing's cup, which was poured by Xiao Yan using another wine jug.

He just looked at Chen Jing and said calmly.

"I'll take this second cup and say on behalf of everyone that protecting our country, ensuring the safety of the emperor and the happiness of the people, is the duty of us, the ministers. Your Highness the Crown Prince is benevolent, filial, and humble, sharing the emperor's worries and caring for the people. We will assist him wholeheartedly to ensure the long-term peace and stability of Da Ning. This cup of wine is also a tribute to the heavens and earth, and to the countless soldiers who have passed away. May the gods and Buddhas be kind to the heroic souls of Da Ning."

Let’s drink again!

Lu Ziqing had just drunk one glass of wine and felt a little dizzy, so he didn't dare to drink the second glass.

He raised the glass and took a sip. As the wine just touched his lips, his heart skipped a beat.

"This is... water? How could it be..."

Lu Ziqing took away the wine glass, glanced at the wine pot next to Xiao Yan, and immediately understood.

original……

He glanced sideways and met Xiao Yan's gaze.

Just such a gentle smile makes people feel at ease naturally.

Lu Ziqing had gratitude in his eyes and drank the cup of warmth in his hand with a smile.

Xiao Yan poured the third glass of wine without saying anything, and suddenly stood up as if it was very serious.

This caused everyone to become serious and fill their glasses with wine and look at him straight.

"This third glass of wine is for a private toast to someone."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the people present changed significantly. They were confused, knew the truth, felt an indescribable sourness, and were also relieved.

Everyone had a slightly different expression on their face, quietly watching Xiao Yan facing the person they knew well.

Lu Ziqing became nervous. He glanced at the burning gazes around him, stood up, looked into Xiao Yan's gentle and quiet eyes, and listened to him speak slowly.

"It was you. In this vast sea of ​​people, we met on the ridge of Mount Qingshan. We have shared the same years and fortunes. You not only ensured the safety of the soldiers, but also gave me a second chance at life. Without you, there would be no Xiao Yan today. I have traveled thousands of miles to meet you. I am honored to have you here. With a glass of wine, I... thank you. I would like to congratulate you on your promotion and may all your wishes come true."

There was something wrong with these words, and the expressions of the people present were complicated. They could sense a different meaning and were a little surprised.

In their impression, Xiao Yan is a cold-tempered person who doesn't like to meddle in other people's affairs and is taciturn.

Even if there are any heartfelt words, they are all straightforward and use harsh official rhetoric.

Never before has there been such... genuine emotion and seriousness as today.

Even Wu Ji, who was happily eating meat and watching the fun, stopped and stared blankly.

At this moment, apart from the sound of piano in the private room, everyone was stunned by this sudden and unique sincerity.

He watched intently, as if witnessing something.

Su Chengfeng's eyes were full of mystery, as if he wanted to dig through Xiao. His fingertips gently stroked the silk cloth hanging on the edge of the table.

My heart was in turmoil, and I had an inexplicable feeling that my childhood friend of many years would no longer belong to me.

He didn't know why, but those few words from Mr. Xiao, which were considered heartfelt, made him feel as if his relationship with Lu Ziqing for more than ten years was not as good as that of that man for just a few months.

Deep down in my heart, I was gradually separated from the outside world, and from then on, I was no longer the only friend in that person's world.

It's like someone...abducted me.

Damn, she’s not my fucking wife, how could he think of using the word “kidnap”?

I've really been possessed by the evil spirit of Yang!

I live with this guy every day, and the neighboring family is shameless even in broad daylight.

He spoke more and more fluently about these matters, and made himself look like a beast without restraint.

Su Chengfeng suppressed his irritation and drank a glass by himself.

Yang Zhounan's eyes never left his face, which was sometimes angry and sometimes sad. He took the wine jug and filled it for the man.

Without saying anything, he just put all the sorrow he had just collected from that person's face into his heart and stroked it one by one.

He knew that because of his abruptness during the autumn hunt, Su Chengfeng became annoyed and began to deliberately avoid him.

After waking up, Yang Zhounan regretted that if he had not exposed himself so early, that person would still be able to get along with him freely in the future.

He would rather Su Chengfeng complained impatiently while doing things in front of him, than have him put on the mask of "politeness and caution" again and avoid him everywhere.

Yang Zhounan clasped his fingers on the wine glass, thinking of the past.

His bad temper was his trademark in the military camp. Everyone was afraid of him and stayed away from him.

Xiao Yan is a good brother, a cool-tempered man, and a comrade-in-arms who sticks with him through life and death.

In terms of feelings, over the years, no one has ever truly entered my heart.

For an orphan, given his current status.

Perhaps the best ending is to die on the battlefield one day and end this life.

He had once thought about how he would die, where he would die, and at whose hands...

But I never thought that one day I would meet someone who could make my heart beat faster.

In the competition on the way back to Beijing, the handsome young doctor with outstanding martial arts skills fought with him for three hundred rounds in the sunshine.

Maybe it’s because Su Chengfeng has a cheerful, honest and free-spirited personality.

Or maybe it was because he was unpretentious, unexpectedly refusing to accept promotions, and not as afraid of himself as others.

Yang Zhounan quietly put this special person in a corner of his heart.

That night when the bonfire was burning, perhaps it was Xiao Yan's unintentional words "You like me" that touched his long-dormant heartstrings, and he began to pay attention to everything about Su Chengfeng.

Because when that person smiles, I will inexplicably feel happy, and when that person is upset, I will become anxious.

When being dealt with by military law, they will involuntarily want to protect their own shortcomings and would rather do it themselves than let others beat them.

Yang Zhounan knew very early on that he was different from others, and he didn't want others to know.

Therefore, when meeting Su Chengfeng, I am always cautious.

Because I have a bad temper and am difficult to approach.

He had no choice but to approach that person under the legitimate authority by deliberately making things difficult, teasing, joking, or even being a nagging person that he himself didn't want to admit...

Then, for a long time.

He gradually discovered that there was something called "jealousy" in this world, and in himself.

Yang Zhounan was jealous of Lu Ziqing for receiving so much care from Su Chengfeng, and was also jealous of the years he spent with that person, experiencing all the ups and downs.

In the world of love, Yang Zhounan has no experience and is like a pure blank sheet of paper.

He didn't know how other people would feel. How long does it take to like someone? How long should it take? How should he do it?

He only knew to follow his inner happiness and sorrow, and give away everything he thought was good, regardless of time and distance.

Just like that, the seed that had been in my heart for a long time took root and sprouted in my heart. The roots grew deeper and deeper as time went by, and a nest of green grass sprouted on the fertile soil.

He saw it and felt it, it was alive!

But before the grass grew tall, he burned it himself in an impulsive act.

Yang Zhounan raised his wine glass and immersed all the sourness and bitterness into the liquor, burning it.