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"A small child spouting nonsense." It was unknown who said this, but a hint of disdain could be seen in his voice, "The corpses have been buried, let's leave quickly."

"Nonsense?" The voice changed its tone as it let out a mournful laugh, carrying with it the childish, strange, and terrifying tone, "Then remember my words. As long as you don't die, I will never be at peace. "I, Zhao Qingyan, swear to the heavens that I will not take revenge for this grudge. I swear to the heavens that I will not be a human, that I will die without a corpse. Five thunderclaps …"

"Shut up!" This was the first time he had seen the Ran Tong Pavilion lose control and become so angry. He picked up his student and threw him to the side. "Kneel!"

Zhao Qingyan did not care about the pain of his fall. He just stared at the Ran Tong Pavilion with wide eyes. He was obviously scared silly.

Ran Tong Xuan raised his eyebrows and repeated: "Kneel!"

Zhao Qingyan pursed her lips and her eyes reddened. However, she obediently kneeled down and lowered her head.

Ran Tong Xuan's chest was heaving up and down, showing his anger: "Who taught you to swear such a vicious oath?"

Zhao Qingyan whispered, "I was wrong. Please don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Ran Tong Xuan suppressed his anger with much difficulty, and then said in a softer voice, "Take back the oath you made."

Zhao Qingyan immediately shook his head, "I won't accept it."

The anger that the Ran Tong Pavilion had suppressed was stuck in their chest, and their voices had even changed: "You're not going to listen to what I say?"

Zhao Qingyan seemed to be stunned for a moment before she quickly said, "Other than this matter, I'll listen to everything Teacher tells me." "I won't listen. Teacher can hit me and scold me, but I won't accept it."

"Me!" The Ran Tong Pavilion raised their hands in an attempt to hit him, but when they saw his stubborn little face, there was no way they could really do it. His hand froze in the air for a moment, then he angrily flicked his sleeve. He turned around and walked towards the guillotine, taking off his clothes to wrap the corpse.

Zhao Qingyan followed him and got up. She took a step forward and realized that the teacher had not allowed her to get up yet. After a moment of hesitation, she kneeled back down. Just as he knelt down and looked at the blood on the guillotine, he was stunned for a moment. He sniffed and finally could not hold it in anymore and cried.

Seeing his shoulder shaking and crying sorrowfully, the dumbstruck Bai Yan Tang finally came back to his senses. He quickly walked over and crouched down to wipe his tears away.

Tears rolled down her doll-like face, but she bit her lips and did not cry. When he saw Bai Yaotang, his tear-stained eyelashes trembled as he softly said, "A Grand Scholar."

"Your Highness, can I take you out of here first?"

Zhao Qingyan shook her head and pleaded in a low voice, "Can you go see Teacher?"

Bai Yutang was slightly startled. He glanced behind him, then shifted his body to obstruct his line of sight. "Then can you wait outside? I'll go find your teacher, okay?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head again. "Teacher has never been this angry before. I must have been disobedient to make him angry." If Teacher won't let me get up, I won't. "

Bai Yutang caressed his ice-cold face and said with some worry, "The ground is cold. You should get up first. "The Tong Xuan was just angry for a moment, it's not that you're disobedient." His fingers touched the wetness and he started to cry again. He hesitated for a moment before stretching out his arms to hug him. "If you want to cry, just cry."

Zhao Qingyan silently nodded her head. She bit her lips and tried to hold back her tears.

Seeing his unwillingness, Bai Yutang did not insist and only looked at him silently. A moment later, he turned around to see the Ran Tong Xuan standing up and carrying Zhao Qingyan. "Your teacher is here. Let's go." Zhao Qingyan let him hold her without moving.

With that, the Ran Tong Pavilion walked past him. They only glanced at Zhao Qingyan in his arms before walking out with large strides. They placed the corpse in their hands inside the coffin on the carriage outside the door and were about to close the lid.

"Wait." With a cry, he quickly made his way to the side of the carriage, wanting to take a look at Ran Tingxiao's eyes.

Ran Tong Xuan used some strength in his hand to cover the coffin, then turned around to block Bai Yao Tang. With an indifferent expression, he said, "Many thanks to you for taking care of Mo'er." He placed Zhao Qingyan beside the coffin and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Ran Tong Xuan sat in the carriage and picked up the horsewhip: "Take him home."

"Then I'll go with you …"

"No need." After a pause, he lowered his eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend Brother Bai, I lost my composure."

Seeing the indifference and alienation in the eyes of the Ran Tong Pavilion, Bai Yutang knew that he was blaming himself. His fingers slowly loosened and tightened inside his sleeves. His fingernails dug into his palms, but his face maintained its usual calm expression, "Palace Head Ran, you are too courteous. From Palace Head Ran's point of view, I am not even qualified to have a look at my best friend, am I? "

The Tong Tong Xuan smiled, but no matter how he looked at it, there was not a trace of a smile in his eyes, "Brother Bai, you must be joking. He had been waiting for Brother Bai for so long, and he still hadn't come back yet. But now, why do you need to let your eyes hear the rain? "

Bai Yan Tang lowered his gaze before raising it again. His gaze landed on Zhao Qing Yan as he slowly asked, "Then can you hand him over to me?"

The Ran Tong Pavilion looked at him calmly. "I am his teacher."

"Then don't forget his identity."

Ran Tong Xuan said: "Of course I will remember, there is no need for you to remind me."

Bai Yutang clenched his fists tightly and said, "Then you should know that your son should not be the tool you use for your revenge!"

The Tong Tong Tower's eyes narrowed. They were filled with coldness, as well as something else. It was the first time that the always courteous Palace Master Qingfeng had acted so aggressively.

Bai Yutang stared back coldly, "What? Am I the one who wronged Palace Master Ran?

He stayed silent for a while and slowly asked, "Am I that despicable in Brother Bai's eyes?"

"How do you see me? How do I look at you?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at the two of them helplessly and said softly, "Teacher …"

Ran Tong Xuan didn't look at him, but said: "Go down, and return with the university scholar."

Zhao Qingyan was stunned. "Go back to where?"

After waiting for Bai Yutang to carry him off the mountain, the Elder of Heavenly Secrets snapped his whip, "Prince Qi's Mansion." The carriage departed.

"Teacher!"

Sensing his struggle, Bai Yutang withdrew his complicated gaze and sighed softly, "Your Highness, a person who used your identity to avenge a personal grudge is unworthy to be your teacher."

It was unknown whether it was just a coincidence or whether the eight-year-old really understood his meaning. His teary eyes widened and he said in a hoarse voice, "I secretly followed him here myself, not because the teacher brought me here."

The child in his arms once again began to cry out in despair and helplessness.

"Uncle Xi Tong, I want to go home with you."

"Teacher, I want to go back as well. I want to see Uncle Qian Tong."

"Hao, you're still waiting for us to return. Don't leave me behind …"

"Teacher, I know I was wrong. I'm obedient, don't leave me behind!"

"Teacher!" Please! Don't leave me! I know I'm wrong, I won't run around, I won't swear! "Teacher!"

Bai Shaotan felt weak all over. He couldn't even hold a small child's body. All he could do was bend down and place the child on the ground before sitting down powerlessly by his side.

A light drizzle fell, but it was unknown when it turned into a torrential downpour, drenching the two of them completely.

He, who had always been teaching the Prince's son, had gotten used to seeing the wealth of these descendants of the royal family. He had also seen how much he had been doted on ever since he was born. But what was the difference between the way he cried in the rain and how he looked like an ordinary child?

Look, listen, he cried, Bai Yutang was upset, also heartbroken. He wanted to stop her a few times, but swallowed his words back a few times.

"A Grand Scholar." He turned his head to look at the crown prince, who had stopped crying. He thought the crown prince was going to ask the teacher again, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Zhao Qingyan did not mention Teacher anymore. Instead, he used his red, crying eyes to look at Bai Yutang and whispered, "Just what am I?"

Bai Yutang was slightly startled. For a moment, he didn't understand Chen Changsheng's meaning. "What did you say?"

Zhao Qingyan hugged her knees and hid her chin in them that were wet. "Uncle Huang told me that he is the Son of Heaven, and everything in the world belongs to him. And I was the only nephew he doted on. So whatever I want, he can give it to me. "

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. Was it wrong for the child to take his coaxing seriously?

Without his answer, Zhao Qingyan did not ask any further. He just rubbed his eyes and mumbled as he looked at the rain, "Actually, I know this is fake. Because if I want to hear Uncle Tong live on, I can't do it. "

Even so, he had no words to respond. He could only continue to maintain his silence.

"A Grand Scholar." Zhao Qingyan laughed, but it was as if he was on the verge of tears again. "What can this Crown Prince do?"

The only thing he could say was, "No matter what your identity is, you can't bully others with your power."

Zhao Qingyan turned his head to look at him. "Do I deserve to die if I listen to Uncle Tong?"

"I don't deserve to die."

"Then is the person who killed him a bully?"

"At least …"

"Does the Crown Prince have a higher official position than him?"

"..." "Right …"

"Then does killing him count as bullying?"

"Not counting …" Is it? In the end … Is it? Only a blank look remained in the rain-soaked eyes of the Whitestorm.

The child's porcelain skin was pink from the cold, her small nose and lips, her paintbrush eyebrows, her eyes as black as ink with longing, her hair wet by the rain against her cheeks. A small child, delicate and lovely, delicate and delicate.

Bai Yutang was at a loss for words when faced with such a question from an ignorant child.

Perhaps, it was just because he couldn't bear to harm her? He could not bear to break the last weak hope of such a child.

"Why do you have to swear a poison oath?" They sat together for a long time, when suddenly, for some reason, he asked this question, feeling a little regretful.

Zhao Qingyan struggled to open his eyes before tiredly closing them again. His voice was so soft that it was hard to hear clearly, "It's all my fault that Uncle Soundsaver is going to die. I have a chance... Save him. "

Bai Shaotan's finger couldn't help but touch the wet paper in his bosom. A letter personally written by Prince Huan had Bao Zheng release it …

He had run away for half a month day and night, but he was only missing that one step …

If he had rested an hour earlier last night, no, fifteen minutes, fifteen minutes would have been fine. Was it different?

He lifted his head and looked at the blood-red sky. Holding the sleeping Crown Prince in his arms, he used his internal energy to slowly dry his clothes.

For some reason, he wanted to cry too.

Who was it that couldn't save him?

Who would die for whom? Who would live for whom? Who would live for whose sake?

No one's fault, no one's fault.

But a child shouldn't feel any guilt about it.

He shouldn't have, but he regretted it too late.

"You are willing to cut off one's heart to another, but I have other intentions. Hehehe, just which kind of evildoer did I create this time? " He raised his hand to cover his eyes, chuckling to himself. His voice slowly grew cold as he talked to himself.

"I will take responsibility for all the mistakes. I will repay all the sins. No matter how much you hate me, you only hate me. Bai Shaotan raised his palm which covered his eyes and slowly clenched it into a fist. "Where did the picky person get the qualification to be so picky?"

"Your Highness, if you want to hate me, then hate me. I will let you down."