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"He said that he wouldn't come, but in the end, he still came."

Wen Lun turned around and looked at Bai Zhen, who was leaning against the door. With a bitter smile, he said, "Walk around everywhere. When you come back to your senses, you are already here."

Bai Zhen smiled faintly. "I've seen it. Have you put it down yet?"

Wen Lun gazed at the sleeping woman on the bed and muttered, "I don't know."

Bai Zhen tilted his head. "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Wen Lun was silent for a moment. Then, he stood up. "That's good. Let's go."

"Zi Yu …" A voice so weak it was almost unnoticeable suddenly sounded.

Wen Lun's footsteps abruptly stopped. With his back facing the bed, his back was stiff and his pupils slowly contracted.

With uncertainty, he saw the same astonishment on Bai Zhen's face as well.

The two of them looked at each other in shock, then a weak voice rang out from behind them: "Son …" "Defend …"

Wen Lun quickly turned around and bent down to grab onto Mu Qinghan's hand, saying repeatedly, "I'm here, can you hear me, Qinghan? I'm right by your side! "

"Zi Yu, Zi Yu." A teardrop flowed down from the corner of Mu Qing Han's eye as she repeated the simple word again and again, with more certainty than the previous time.

Her tear-stained eyelashes trembled time and time again. Wen Lun hastily called out to her, and her beautiful eyes slowly lit up with joy. "Zi Yu!"

"You're finally awake!" Wen Lun's arms were tightly wrapped around her. His nose was sore as tears streamed down uncontrollably. "You're finally awake, you're finally awake …"

Mu Qing Han was startled by his sudden action, but after a moment she revealed a helpless look, but it was unable to hide her happy smile, "I've made you worry."

Bai Zhen, who was standing at the doorway, slowly withdrew his foot that he was about to step on in midair. Lowering his eyes, he hid all the complex emotions from his eyes and said with a smile a moment later, "Qing Han, it's good that you're awake. We'll be worried sick if you don't wake up."

"I …" Mu Qing Han's shoulder trembled as she seemed to recall something, but she quickly suppressed the tears in her eyes and forced a smile, "I'll make you worry for me."

Bai Zhen smiled faintly. "It's good that you're fine."

Only then did Wen Lun release her. He wiped away the tears on his face and smiled apologetically. "That's right. It's good that you're fine."

Mu Qinghan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Am I not fine? What are you crying for? "

Wen Lun coughed dryly. "I'm happy. Don't mind it. Don't mind it."

Mu Qinghan's gaze lingered on his face for a long time before she shifted her gaze away and whispered, "It doesn't seem to be a dream."

Wen Lun was slightly startled. "What did you dream about?"

Mu Qing Han pursed her lips, looking a little embarrassed: "I dreamt that I was desperately running in the sea of fire, running all the way by myself. I was crying with all my might, but no one responded to me. "In the end, when I was about to give up, you held my hand and told me that you were right by my side …"

She raised her hand to wipe her tears that were about to burst out and continued, "I know it's a dream, but there were many times when I saw you sitting here, holding my hand and talking to me, wiping my sweat, and feeding me porridge. I can hear your voice and feel your warmth, but I don't know if it will be a dream. Now... I know it wasn't a dream. "

Wen Lun was startled. "I …"

Mu Qing Han didn't want to hear his explanation, so she shook her head lightly and continued: "Thank you for accompanying me for so long, thank you for accompanying me when I'm scared, and also thank you for allowing me to see you the moment I open my eyes. That was enough … "Thank you."

Wen Lun's mouth was agape. He tried for a long time, but could not utter a single word.

Mu Qing Han leaned into his embrace and whispered, "I'm tired, don't talk, I want to sleep for a while."

Wen Lun pursed his lips and slowly put his arm around her. "Then you can sleep in peace. I will always be here to accompany you."

Mu Qing Han nodded slightly, "Yes."

Bai Zhen silently looked at the two of them embracing him. His hands that were covered by his sleeves were already hurting from the nails, but he was unable to shift his gaze away, unable to make a sound.

If the truth was revealed, the two of them, who rarely enjoyed a moment of peace, would be destroyed in all their happiness and happiness.

If he were to conceal the truth, then the two of them, who would eventually be separated, would have to bear an additional tinge of guilt and reluctance.

However, how could he bear letting the two people in front of him, who were on the verge of collapsing, be ruined by the truth?

How could he be so cruel as to see the two of them bear more guilt the moment they learned the truth?

The two choices were too heavy to choose.

Footsteps behind him broke the silence.

Bai Zhen turned his head to look and saw the trace of a sigh on Zhao Qingyan's face before she turned around to leave, as well as his gradually distancing back.

"Young Marquis!" Only when Bai Zhen was woken up by his own voice did he realize that he had already chased Zhao Qingyan quite a distance away.

Zhao Qingyan stopped walking and turned around. "Why are you chasing me?"

Bai Zhen was also puzzled by the reason for his chasing. He was stunned when he heard this. "I …"

Zhao Qingyan said lightly, "Since there is nothing else, I will go back and rest."

Bai Zhen's gaze landed on the medicine bowl in his hand. After a long while, he suddenly laughed bitterly and asked, "Just whose fault is this? What kind of evil did you do? "

"Wrong? "Sin?" Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "I don't think so. I just think it's very funny and disgusting."

Bai Zhen looked at the rarely seen sharp spoken Zhao Qingyan and was momentarily at a loss as to how to respond.

Zhao Qingyan seemed to have realized that he had lost his composure and calmed down a little. He said slowly, "Love is something that can make people disregard their own lives." Neither of you was wrong, it was me that made me laugh, and it was myself that made me feel nauseous. The only evil thing is the marriage between royal father and the duke. "

Bai Zhen sighed, "I can understand the young prince's pain."

Zhao Qingyan's disapproval was clear in his eyes, but he simply replied, "Thank you."

Before Bai Zhen could reply, Zhao Qingyan continued, "I am still as I said before. If Young Master Wen is willing to marry Miss Mu, then Miss Mu is also willing to marry Young Master Wen. I think this is the best ending. If Miss Mu still insists on marrying me, I will do what a husband should do. If possible, I hope Master Bai can help me ask about Miss Mu's choice. "My mother's letter urged me to go home earlier."

Bai Zhen was speechless and could only say after a long while, "Qing Han just woke up and her emotions are still unstable. I hope that Young Prince can stay a few more days for her to carefully consider."

Zhao Qingyan nodded. "Of course. I also hope that Miss Mu can make a careful choice."

Bai Zhen was silent for a moment, before adding, "I would also like to ask young prince to prepare himself to marry Qing Han. From a friend's point of view, I hope that Qing Han will suffer a little less."

"I will." Zhao Qingyan answered seriously without any hesitation, "I have one thing to ask. I hope Master Bai won't mind."

Bai Jian was slightly startled, "Young prince, please speak."

Zhao Qingyan frowned, "Why must Miss Mu marry me? Abandoning fame and folklore, I ask myself that this is by no means a good marriage choice. Whose family is it that a good girl is willing to marry to me, a frail and sickly person who will never leave her medicine? "Miss Mu and Young Master Wen have such a deep relationship, and Master Hou is not someone who covets fame and fortune, why must you choose me?"

Bai Jian said, "This …"

Zhao Qingyan looked at the soup in his hand and finally couldn't help but let out a sigh, "My engagement with Miss Mu was already set long ago, but it was only after being urged by Royal Father's uncle to agree to a marriage at such a young age. It's not that I don't want to marry Miss Mu, it's just that I know my body, and I don't want to miss Miss Mu's whole life. If Miss Mu didn't care about anyone else, I wouldn't have to procrastinate like this. However … What's the point of this? "

After a long while, Bai Zhen finally answered with a face full of helplessness, "To be honest, Zi Yu and I are also extremely puzzled by this matter. The two of them were in agreement. Although Zi Yu's identity was not as noble as the young prince, he was still not average in the martial arts world. Besides, with Qing Han's personality, why would she be so relaxed and at peace when she was married into the Palace? "

Pausing, his smile became even more bitter: "Just as young prince has seen, the love and adoration the two of them had for each other was from the bottom of their hearts. If I didn't know how deep their relationship was, how could I be willing to consider myself as a friend and bury this relationship in my heart for so many years? With regards to Qing Han's choice, my shock and puzzlement are in no way inferior to that of the young prince. "

Zhao Qingyan shook his head. "That's why I said this is the true sin."

A gust of autumn wind blew past, rustling the dead leaves on the tree as if agreeing with something.

Bai Zhen looked at the fallen leaves and suddenly asked, "Will the young prince continue to investigate this matter?"

Zhao Qingyan did not understand what was going on. "What is it?"

Bai Zhen hesitated for a moment before replying, "It happened thirteen years ago."

Zhao Qingyan's gaze slightly shifted. "How much do you know about what happened thirteen years ago?"

Bai Zhen shook his head. "I was just guessing. Although there is no reason to prove that my guess is correct, I do not think it is a coincidence that there are so many grudges that happened within a year or two. "

Zhao Qingyan thought about it for a moment and said, "I don't have any leads either, but I want to find out what it is."

"Even if it's not the answer you want?"

Zhao Qingyan was slightly startled as she looked at the question in Bai Zhen's eyes. She nodded, "Regardless of the outcome, I want a result."

Bai Zhen nodded his head to express his understanding. Without further ado, he replied, "I know the identity of the person who stabbed me that day. "However, I have overheard this person's identity from big brother Wen."

Zhao Qingyan said, "If Master Bai is feeling troubled, you don't have to tell me."

Bai Zhen shook his head. "No, I still want to tell you. Father didn't want me to ask any more questions about this matter, and I don't think I'd want to investigate it in the future. But I hope to at least get the truth out of this. "

Zhao Qingyan pursed his lips, "Please, Master Bai. I will get to the bottom of this."

Bai Zhen asked, "And if Your Highness tries to obstruct us? Would young prince still continue to investigate? "

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "Hard to say. But before my father stops me, I have to find out as much as I can. "

"Then why don't we start by investigating the Crippling Feather Sect? In addition, I think the Puppet Palace, the Light Wind Palace, and the Tang Sect are also connected to the events from thirteen years ago."

Zhao Qingyan was surprised. "The Tang Sect?"

Bai Zhen asked, "Does Young Prince know of this person called Tang Wu?"

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "The Sect Leader of the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu has no one to rely on in life or death. Although he was only in charge of the Tang Sect for a few years and had already passed away at a young age, the mechanism he used was infamous in the martial arts world and had raised the Tang Sect's skills to a whole new level. [Is this man Master Bai talking about?]

Bai Zhen nodded. "Yes. To be honest, when Senior Tang was young, he interacted with his father and became intimate with him. And other than my father and Senior Tang, there are also two others who have a deep friendship with them. "

Zhao Qingyan was surprised that he had never heard of this. "Oh? For Martial Uncle Bai and Sect Leader Tang to have such a past, I actually do not know about it at all. "

"When I was young, I was not with my father, and when my father came back he would not tell me stories about the martial arts world. These were what I heard later from my father and Big Brother Wen."

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "I see. Please continue."

Bai Ju continued, "As for the other two people, they are the sect master of the Crippling Feather Sect, Xia Ruyu, and the vice palace master of the Light Wind Palace, Ran Qinghu."

Zhao Qingyan was stunned again, "I know that uncle master Bai and uncle Ran know each other well, but do they have such a past?"

Bai Zhen pondered for a moment before continuing, "There are still some rumors that I don't know if they are true or false. I don't mind listening to them, young prince." I have heard my father mention it several times to an old friend before. The death of Sect Leader Tang was not due to an illness or death, but because twelve years ago, he went to the Light Wind Palace alone and was injured. Xia Ruyu and a few of his trusted aides also participated in this battle.

Zhao Qingyan spoke up after a long while, "The death of Master Jin gave Qingfeng too much of a shock. Although I did not personally witness the denouncement of the Light Wind Palace by the martial arts world, I still remember it vividly, and I have to ask Thirteenth Uncle to bring me a lot of news. The reason why I have some understanding of the techniques of the Crippling Feather Sect is because there were people from the Crippling Feather Sect among those who fought alongside Qingfeng. But... The Sect Leader of the Tang Sect personally participated in this battle, so why haven't I heard any news about him? "

Bai Zhen sighed softly, "The Tang Sect has always been a cold-blooded and cold-blooded sect. They are not afraid of causing trouble in the martial arts world, nor do they wish to be involved in the martial arts world's affairs. Senior Tang had left because of his personal matters and was single. It was clear that he had a death wish and did not want to implicate the Tang Sect. "With the Tang Sect's mannerism, it is likely that they will not seek revenge for their Sect Leader. The chances of them making peace with the matter might be higher."

Zhao Qingyan said, "That should be the case. It does match the Tang Sect's style of doing things."

Bai Ju said, "Similarly, with the death of Senior Tang, this matter may have died down in the Tang Sect. However, back then, the disciples of the Crippling Feather Sect who managed to escape were definitely not simple people. If they had the chance to meet them, they should have been able to ask about something. The Crippling Feather Sect is not comparable to the Tang Sect. There will definitely be some useful clues left behind in the past.

Zhao Qingyan seemed to be deep in thought, "I'll go to the Light Wind Palace later. Who knows what items I might be able to find."

Bai Zhen reminded, "The thief who came to steal the item that day should be one of the dual blades of the Crippled Feather. Father and Big Brother Wen had once mentioned the move, 'Crippled Feather Silence'. It was precisely the technique that Xia Ruyu had created herself, a technique that was not passed down to outsiders. Other than Xia Ruyu herself, only the Left and Right Protectors and his two disciples can get used to it. "

Zhao Qingyan thought back and asked, "Are his two disciples Xia Dai and Xia Chan? Xia Ming was injured and had been recuperating in the Valley of Teachers for many years, so that person couldn't be him. However, didn't Master Bai think that Xia Chan would be him? "

Bai Ju choked for a moment, "Judging from his appearance, although he is not an old man, he should at least be middle-aged. Moreover, his martial arts skills were outstanding. If he did not have decades of foundation, he would not be able to use that kind of sword technique. Xia Ming is only over thirty years old and Xia Chan is a few years younger than him.

Although Zhao Qingyan noticed the unnatural look on his face, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his words, so he stopped thinking about it. The person who has come to this house is one of the two people, Yan Bugui and Yan Bugui, right? "

Bai Zhen was astonished. "Young Prince, you actually know so much about the Crippling Feather Sect?"

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "Coincidences like that. Plus, these four experts were very famous back then. However, they disappeared because of the destruction of the Broken Feather Sect. Other than sighing in admiration, they must have had a deep impression of them."

Bai Zhen couldn't help but joke, "Looks like the Young Prince's praise towards this person's famous sect was due to this reason?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "Before I entered the sect, I heard that all the martial arts world originated from Qingfeng and his teacher. They praised the Crippling Feather Sect without holding back, so of course I have great admiration for him. Brother Xia Ming has been nurtured by his teacher in the Valley of Teachers and has met him several times. Although he does not have a deep friendship with him, he still respects him. "

The atmosphere had eased up somewhat, and Bai Zhen had finished his speech as well. He then said in an uninterested manner, "I am only aware of these and am afraid that I have not been able to help Young Prince much. I hope that Young Prince does not find it strange."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Master Bai? I am already deeply grateful for the many benefits I have received today. How would I dare to blame you? "

Bai Jian said, "Young prince is too polite. After calculating the time, we should also eat dinner, so we won't disturb you, and will be taking our leave first. "

Zhao Qingyan bowed and said, "Please, Master Bai."

Bai Zhen returned the greeting, then turned around and left.

Zhao Qingyan lowered his head to look at the cold soup in his hand and then slowly walked back to his room.

Another gust of wind blew by, causing the dead leaves on the branches to sway. The fallen leaves on the ground were also swept up, drifting for a while before falling back down.

A pair of cloth boots stepped on the yellow leaves on the ground, but no sound of the footsteps could be heard.

After Zhao Qingyan left, the owner of the cloth boots spoke to himself in a low voice, "Since you insist on investigating this matter, then I can only rush to the Light Wind Palace to check on the traces of the past for you."

The autumn wind blew again, and the person who had appeared without a sound silently departed. The fallen leaves on the ground were once again lifted up by the wind, leaving behind not a single trace.