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Shen Yi Fan was discovered before he could hide himself. He smiled awkwardly and said, "This mission is over and the general is going to transfer me to the Bianliang area. I'd like to ask you about some private rules and the like. They said they can ask you. You're better at this sort of thing. "

Han Yan came down from the steps and looked at him for a while. "What do you want to know?" he asked. "Or is there anything you particularly want to know?"

Shen Yi Fan was stunned for a moment. "You can ask me anything?"

Han Yan looked at the tightly shut door behind him and walked a bit further away. He nodded his head and said, "Go ahead, I can tell you anything I feel like I can answer." Seeing that Shen Yi Fan did not say anything, he added: "Let me introduce you to the new guards, I am responsible for explaining the rules of the palace, and I occasionally train the new guards. Ninth Prince took you to the Bianliang, so you can enter the inner court, right? "

Shen Yifan hesitated for a moment, "I guess so. I'm temporarily in charge of the Puppet Palace case."

Han Yan shrugged his shoulders. "You still have the rank of Seventh Killer, and your salary looks like a pretty boy." But to make a newcomer like you in charge of tracking down the Puppet Palace, is really too much of an effort. "

Shen Yi Fan asked: "Do I need to pay attention to anything?"

Han Yan tilted his head and said, "Currently, only Prince Huan and the young prince are in the inner palace. Originally, the two princes were in charge of the inner palace, but the other two lords were in charge of the Qilin Pavilion. Now that the position of deputy informer in charge of Qilin Pavilion was vacant, the young prince would take over. As for the Puppet Palace case that you're in charge of, aside from the guards that the lord will assign to you, there should be other young nobles involved. So in the future when you're in the inner court, the first person you need to understand is not our great envoy, the one who has the most contact with you, the young noble. "

Shen Yi Fan understood all of this and nodded his head, indicating for him to continue.

Han Yan said, "Then let's talk about these two princes. First of all, although my lord is a secret envoy, he has never asked about the Qilin Pavilion. All he did was investigate the new guards, assign the tasks, torture the prisoners that he caught and so on. Actually, you should also know that not all matters require the consent of the Privy Councilor and Deputy Privy Councilor. Only the more important parts require the participation of the adults. And the Puppet Palace you're in charge of obviously belongs to this category. In other words, if you have any questions, you can ask the two sirs directly. "

"The envoy would stay in the palace almost every day, and the resting place would also be in the palace. You can report or ask the lord any time you want. The lord will never blame you. As for the young prince, although he took over the matters of the Qilin Pavilion and would also meddle in the affairs of the imperial household, he was still used to laziness. If it was said that an adult was someone who would look for things to do even if they had nothing to do, then the young prince was someone who would not cause trouble as long as he did not make any mistakes. However, it was certain that the young prince was not someone who only knew how to eat and drink. If he found it difficult, he could also ask the young prince. However, since the young prince is staying at the Qi King Manor and there is some distance between him and the palace, we would usually look for the lord. "There's also the records of the Qilin Pavilion and the interrogation in the prison …"

Shen Yifan listened quietly as he recounted the details, nodding from time to time as he memorized them.

Han Yan recited in detail the customs and techniques of the inner palace that were not taught to the new guards. He talked for almost two hours before he stopped and asked, "Other than this, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Shen Yifan pondered for a moment before asking, "Can you tell me about the young prince's temperament and the problems we need to pay attention to when interacting with him?"

Han Yan was slightly startled. "Didn't I already say that? The young prince's health was not good, and his time in the palace was not stable either. He was used to taking care of things that weren't urgent for a period of time, so we were used to putting aside things that weren't urgent, and sending them to the Qi King Manor. Except for certain circumstances, the young prince would not stay the night. That was to say, he would return to the Qi King Manor before sunset every day. Therefore, when he is not at the Qi King Manor, you will hand over the matters that the young prince needs to handle to his personal guards or personal maids. On that day, the young prince would handle this matter immediately after returning to the palace. He also called for all of you to enter the palace or to personally send you to the palace. Every time the young prince left the palace, he would tell his maids where he was going today. If there were any matters that needed his immediate attention, he would ask his maids to look for him. "Also..."

Shen Yi Fan interrupted: "I'll remember this, I'm asking …" Is the young prince really as responsible, unassuming, kind and humble as you said, and fighting with the guards? "

Han Yan seemed to have understood the meaning behind his words and did not answer. "Then what do you think?"

Shen Yifan hesitated for a moment before replying, "The temperamental, uncaring, and unyielding nature of a man."

Han Yan could not help but chuckle. "I only find it strange that you, as a deputy general of the Seven Slaughter Army, are so decisive in killing. Killing people is normal for you, so why do you make such an evaluation?"

Shen Yi Fan closed his eyes and asked, "I wonder if Sir Han has any killing intent?"

Han Yan found it funny. "Killing intent? "Although I am not skilled enough and am not a janitor, I should know how to kill someone, right?"

"I have no intention of looking down on you, milord." Shen Yi Fan apologized before continuing, "To tell you the truth, my lord, before I joined the army, I was also from the martial arts world. The martial arts world and the battlefield are very different. But I think the killer's eyes don't change. Extremely indifferent to life, that kind of gaze was from the bottom of his heart, unable to be faked. Young Prince, how many people have he killed? "

Han Yan shrugged his shoulders, "As far as I know, he has never killed anyone himself. Let alone killing people, he might not even have killed any birds or beasts. "

Shen Yi Fan frowned, "You've never killed him before?"

Han Yan replied very briefly, "He has a germaphobe."

Shen Yi Fan nearly choked on his answer.

Han Yan walked past him and out of the room. "When you know what kind of person this Tang Xiao is, and know more about the young prince, you'll know why you think he doesn't care about human life."

Shen Yi Fan asked: "Are you saying I was mistaken?"

Han Yan stopped walking and continued to walk forward. "You are not mistaken, but what you see and what we see are not the same young nobleman." He left on his own, regardless of whether or not he could understand Chu Feng's words.

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It was already late at night, and the outside of the window was still brightly lit, bustling with activity.

Zhao Qingyan was curled up on the bed by the window, reading a book. She would occasionally lift her head to look outside for a while and then return her gaze to the book, not moving at all for a while.

When the short candle on the table went out, the dazed Jiang Wuyan also came back to her senses, "It's almost the fourth fragment of the night, are you still not going to rest?"

Zhao Qingyan flicked the pages and said, "I don't want to sleep." Her long eyelashes cast a gray shadow, making her bloodless face turn even paler.

Jiang Wuyan sat on a stool and turned around to face him. She asked, "Then is it convenient for you to say a few words to me?"

Zhao Qingyan turned his head to look at him and nodded almost inaudibly, "Speak."

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Don't you think your demands of Hao Yu are too high? Today, he was not slow at all. "

Zhao Qingyan closed the book, put it aside and asked softly, "Aren't you slow?"

Jiang Wuyan hesitated for a moment, "It might have been half a move slower, but it was only half a move slower."

A sound similar to a sneer came from Zhao Qingyan's nose, but his expression remained unchanged. "Since you know why I forced him to kneel, then why are you telling me this?"

Jiang Wuyan said, "No one will make a mistake. You're asking for too much."

Zhao Qing looked at him steadily, "If I am not wrong, you are too slow." Are you trying to find an excuse for yourself? "

Jiang Wuyan nodded, admitting it. "I guess so. I told you because I knew the reason for Hao's distraction. The pain of the deceased is simply too unbearable. You should forgive him this time. "

Zhao Qingyan turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window but did not answer. After a long while, he finally said in a low voice, "Do you think he can forgive me if I don't punish him?"

Jiang Wuyan looked at Zhao Qingyan's back with a hint of reluctance in her eyes, "The choice is in your hands, you guys are forcing yourself too hard."

Zhao Qingyan did not answer him. Instead, he asked softly, "Do you remember how Hao looked twelve years ago?"

Jiang Wuyan seemed to understand his meaning and kept silent.

"You said you won't let me push us too hard. But if I don't force him, how can I forget this hatred? " Zhao Qingyan looked at his shadow on the window, her eyes emotionless. "I can't even forget my own hatred, how can I have the qualifications to ask Hao`er to forget?"

Zhao Qingyan laughed softly. However, there was only sadness and loneliness in his laugh, "Besides pain, what else can make us forget about hatred for the time being? "Jiang Wuyan, you shouldn't have said that."

Jiang Wuyan was silent for a long time before she finally spat out, "If you don't turn back now, you won't be able to go back."

"Then we'll be doomed forever."

Jiang Wuyan didn't say anything else. She stood up and walked outside, "There are still three days until I get my appointment. After that, I will leave."

Zhao Qingyan did not move. She just answered with a bland "En" and no more words came out of her mouth.

Jiang Wuyan pushed the door open, grabbed onto the handle of the door, and said: "The only thing I can do is block the cliff's edge and stop you from jumping down. If you want to jump down, only Ran Hao will accompany you. "

"It's enough with him." This was Zhao Qingyan's answer.

With him, I would be fearless.

Jiang Wuyan's pupils constricted. She opened her mouth and then shut it again.

Have you ever seen a pair of geese?

They were by each other's side, so they were never afraid.

Have you ever seen a bereaved goose?

If you don't have someone to rely on, how will you survive?

People are not geese, and what you want is not as simple as being husband and wife.

What you are doing is to cut your own broken heart open once again, and stick to another person's wound. There is another person who bears your suffering for you, and you are suffering for another person. You give your life to someone else to maintain a temporary peace.

Don't you know what you'll look like if you lose your other half?

Could it be that the man who had led a great force in the martial arts world, the man who had never lost any of his talent or pride, the one who had caused the entire martial arts world to sigh in admiration, had once been dispirited overnight and not been on alert?

Do you think you are stronger than him?

Jiang Wuyan smiled bitterly.

He understood these words, and so did Zhao Qingyan.

Since he was well aware of the situation, there was no need for him to say anything else.

It wasn't because he was stunned, but because he didn't want to wake up.

Jiang Wuyan lightly shut the door and left, leaving Zhao Qingyan alone in the empty room.

Zhao Qingyan's fingers, which were holding onto the blanket, slowly pulled back and tightly sank into the blanket. Her hands were slightly trembling. Her thin lips slightly pursed as she squeezed the last few strands of blood to the point that they completely disappeared. His heart was not revealed, only his eyes that were as deep as stagnant water. The black pupils were enough to swallow all emotions, enough to hide all thoughts.

"Young master, it's time to rest." After an unknown amount of time, Ran Hao walked back to his room and said softly.

Zhao Qingyan turned her head to the side and looked at Ran Hao silently. The dim candle light could not reflect the emotions in his eyes. His disheveled hair hung down to his cheeks, and his waist was slightly bent. He was curled up under the blanket, which was too different from his usual appearance in front of others, as if he had become a completely different person.

Ran Hao was startled, he subconsciously lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"Then rest." He got up slowly and sat down on the edge of the bed. He said casually, "I don't need to remove the rest of the simple support frame. That way, I can rest."

Ran Hao was slightly startled, but didn't ask any further questions. He replied in a low voice and waited for Zhao Qingyan to lie down before blowing out the candle and going to the outer room to sleep.

It was already late in the night, and the sounds outside had become tranquil. However, the master and the servant in the room each had their own thoughts and were unable to sleep for a long time.

Zhao Qingyan reached out to grab the cold jade pendant on his chest and gently closed his eyes. His wrinkled eyebrows exposed his troubled mood.