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The sound of their footsteps gradually faded. Zhao Qingyan could not hold on any longer. He slowly bent down and raised his hands to cover his forehead. His fingers were trembling as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

"Mo'er, are you feeling unwell?" When Prince Huan saw the beads of sweat on Zhao Qingyan's forehead, he quickly got up and supported her with his hands. He looked rather worried.

Zhao Qingyan forced himself to shake his head. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "I'm in a hurry to get up. My Qi is in a mess. It's not too bad."

Duke Huan released his hand and was about to walk out, "I'll go call Hao Yu to come back."

"Thirteenth Uncle." Zhao Qingyan reached out to grab his arm, but her fingers could not find the strength to do so. She could only tug on a corner of his sleeve, "There are many traps outside. It's very dangerous." I don't have to worry. "

Duke Huan turned around and saw that the sweat on his forehead was dripping down his nose, and his eyes were full of self-blame. "I shouldn't have brought Xun Er here, and forced you to come out and meet us."

Zhao Qingyan closed his eyes and waited for the dizziness to subside before he chuckled, "Thirteenth Uncle, don't blame yourself. I always hide from people, it's not a good thing for me to be seen by people who want to see me. Moreover, Thirteenth Uncle and Imperial Brother specifically came to find me, but I was unable to help.

Zhao Shu got up and brought him a cup of tea. "Brother Mo, take care of your wounds," he said, holding out his hand. As for royal father, Uncle Wang and I will handle it, you can rest assured. "

Zhao Qingyan received the teacup and smiled, "Thank you, brother." Holding the teacup in both hands, Zhang Xuan took two gulps and with a flick of his wrist, the teacup fell to the ground.

"Seventh Uncle!" Zhao Xu couldn't help but exclaim in shock as he watched the boiling hot tea being poured on Zhao Qingyan's body, the back of his white hands quickly turning red.

It was as if Zhao Qingyan did not feel any pain. After a while, he covered his right hand with the handkerchief that he had held in his palm for a long time. However, he did not even bother to wipe it.

Zhao Shu sighed. "Brother Mo, don't worry too much. I didn't mean to disturb her."

"I know." Zhao Qingyan answered in a barely audible voice, as if she was listening to him. She raised her voice slightly. "I know."

His pale face and eyes that were as black as ink were calm and untainted by dust, without any signs of joy or anger. The pain from the past had disturbed the silence in his eyes. What was revealed from it was not fear, nor helplessness, nor anger, nor any emotions that should have been revealed … All he could see was patience.

Zhao Shu felt a moment of absent-mindedness.

He had the same expression on his face four years ago when the drowned body had been placed in front of him. Disguising his disguise, the only thing he could do was endure. He obviously didn't need to endure it.

Four years ago, he was only a child, a child who could express his pain to his parents with anger.

The him four years ago was not only the crown prince, but also a prince who had broken the rules. A prince who could rage at the kneeling maidservants and even punish them as he pleased.

However, he just silently left, his gaze patient. Perhaps he stayed up all night, but the next day, he still washed up early, paid his respects to his father, had breakfast with his parents, and then stayed in the study to warm his books — dutifully playing the role that a Prince Qi's son should have.

He had always been carefree and unrestrained within the limits of his elders' affection. In the wordless orders of his elders, he had always been submissive.

He looked at his grown up seventh brother … It was as if she had never been able to understand him since a long time ago. He could not understand his strength and weakness, his likes and dislikes, his ambitions, and his lack of desire.

For some reason, he was somewhat afraid. He did not know what was inside this frail body in front of him.

Zhao Qingyan lowered her eyes. She did not notice the changes in her royal brother at all. She simply wiped the tea on her left hand and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I don't want to haunt me like this."

Duke Huai was startled. "What did you say?" In Zhao Shu's eyes, he also saw the usual astonishment.

"Nothing." Zhao Qingyan lowered his eyes once again. "Perhaps I was overthinking it."

Without waiting for them to speak further, he turned the wheel and softly said, "I'm a bit tired, I want to go back and rest. Hao should be back soon. Thirteenth Uncle and royal brother, can you wait for a bit? "

Duke Huan sighed lightly, "If that's the case, Mo'er, you can go rest first. We'll come back another day."

Zhao Qingyan bowed slightly and said, "Then I'll leave first." With her slender fingers, she easily turned the wheel and slowly left.

Zhao Xu's face was full of worry. "Is Seventh Uncle going to be alright?"

Zhao Shu was silent. After a while, he shook his head. "It hasn't been four years. It's not easy to heal a scar. With Mo'er's personality, how could she be willing to forget it? "

"He is clearly not strong enough, but he forced himself to be strong. Brother Mo is just too stupid. " He didn't know why, but his mind was in a mess. His words were spoken in such a smooth manner.

Yes, when did that small, frail child become so strong? Zhao Shu shook his head, finding it laughable.

Duke Huan muttered, "Letting him lick his wounds is probably the best result. Let's not think too much about it, we can't help him much."

"Yes …" He was somewhat hesitant and somewhat disappointed, but Zhao Xu knew that this was the truest sigh.

— —

The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was not strong enough to be considered a strong scent of blood. It was a rather irritating smell.

The person who was lying on the bed was clad in white, with his clothes hanging to the side. In the dim room, all that could be seen was a sheet of white. His long, ink-black hair was let loose, covering most of his face. One could only vaguely see his blood-stained lips and his paper-pale skin. The black blood that he coughed out stained his entire shirt. After drying up, it stained his clothes with fresh blood. It was unknown how much of his blood had already been stained by the black blood.

He was not relaxed, only dispirited and on the verge of death.

"Why are you trying to be brave?"

The collapsed man suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was slightly cold, but he did not move. "What does it have to do with you whether I am brave or not?"

Tang Xiao waved his sleeves, and the wooden door closed behind him. "You know full well that Zhu Yan San can't protect you from all the poisons, but why did you drink that poison? Why did you try to win? Why didn't you leave earlier?" You pretended to be unharmed in front of them and relied on your deep and powerful inner force to support you. Now that the poison has entered your heart, if you don't hurry up and cure it, are you waiting for death here? "

"I never knew that Hall Master Tang would have the leisure to care about my life and death."

Tang Xiao was the first to laugh. "I never knew Lord Jiang to be so proud of his talent, and so ignorant."

Jiang Wuyan was silent for a moment before she lifted her hand to brush her hair away from her eyes. She asked coldly: "Don't tell me Hallmaster Tang wishes me to bow my head to you and Lu Yuhan?"

"Is lowering your head that hard when you compare it to your life?" Tang Xiao asked.

Jiang Wuyan smiled faintly, "I have yet to lower my head to cure Zhu Yan's poison. Why should I lower my head to a poison that can be cured with just a few mouthfuls of blood?"

Tang Xiao's brows scrunched. He didn't know how to react. "I really don't understand your pride."

"Why do you need to understand?" Jiang Wuyan coughed a few times as blood seeped out from her nose and mouth. He casually wiped it away with his sleeve and said nonchalantly, "Why bother about other people's thoughts?"

Tang Xiao's eyes narrowed. "You didn't try to fight the poison, and you didn't try to cure it, right?" It was clearly a question, but the arrogance in his words was very much like an affirmative statement.

Jiang Wuyan smiled and teased, "With my poison skills and my inner force, I won't fall to such a stage, will I?" In contrast to his weakened appearance, his cold voice didn't have the slightest hint of weakness. Following Tang Xiao's foolish tone, he sounded more or less the same.

Tang Xiao Ai didn't reply. He simply looked around the room, and after a moment he asked, "Why do you have to torture yourself?"

"Not torture." Jiang Wuyan held onto the low couch and sat up straighter, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead, "I just can't remember who was the one that was willing to stay by my side and not give up, risking his life to prolong my life. I can't remember to part with this bag of skin, an identity, who would be willing to look me in the eye and toast. I can't remember who stood in front of me and tried to take on my insults and taunts when I was pointed at by a thousand men.

"That way, I can probably remember some of it."

Three steps away, Tang Xiao was sitting on his knees, straightening his crooked clothes. "You regret it?"

Jiang Wuyan shook her head, "I don't regret it. I just don't want to continue escaping." It's also a good thing to try to face up to the pain that I've deliberately neglected so that it doesn't come back later. "

Tang Xiao was the only one to react. "You've decided?"

Jiang Wuyan smiled. Even though her pretty face was weak, it still gave her some life force. "That's right, it's been decided since long ago." His tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Tang Xiao was not the least bit surprised. "They would rather die than entrust their lives to Zhao Qingyan because they didn't know that the Ran Tong Pavilion was still alive. They also wouldn't have believed that Zhao Qingyan and Ran Tong Xuan would care about their lives." But why don't you want to? With your relationship with the two of them, is it worth it to take such a risk? "

"I told him straight, what can he do for me?" Jiang Wuyan coughed lightly and spat, looking at him with an indifferent expression, "Even the Qi King doesn't know where the Dragoncry Sword is hidden. In this world, only the Ren Zong and the future Son of Heaven know where it is hidden. If Yun Mo insists on being his subject, can I still force him to rebel? "

"He doesn't need to rebel," Tang Xiao said stupidly. "As long as he speaks to His Majesty, the Crown Prince is his." Rather than a lifetime of fear, why would it be better for him to climb the throne and guide the world's rivers and mountains? "

Jiang Wuyan muttered: "How could I not know? How could he not know? But he just doesn't want to. "

Tang Xiao was silent.

Jiang Wuyan didn't say anything else. She just sighed lightly, lowered her eyes, and stared blankly at the ground.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Tang Xiao spoke up. "I understand why he's acting this way."

Jiang Wuyan raised her head, the corner of her eyes curved slightly, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes, "That's right. It's because I understand his difficulties, so there's no need to say anything more."

Tang Xiao looked at him. "You're not the same as Blood and Tears."

"Of course I'm not like him." Jiang Wuyan was nonchalant, but she accurately understood his meaning, "He only wants to protect the Puppet Palace, and doesn't leave any leeway for other matters." I did harm him in the end, though I had to do with my old friendship. What is the use of this difference? "

The color in Tang Xiao's eyes deepened. "The heart of man will always be kind."

Jiang Wuyan leered at him and smiled, "This really doesn't seem like something you can say."

Tang Xiao was quiet. "I've already been given tears of blood," he said. "You all should at least understand that when people get old, they can't bear to see so many debts of friendship and brotherly dismemberment."

Jiang Wuyan clicked her tongue lightly without a hint of sarcasm. "You may not be able to get along with others, but in terms of righteousness, I still want to say that I admire you."

"They can't see it anyway," Tang Xiao said. "What's the point?"

"It's exactly because they can't see it that I admire them." After Jiang Wuyan finished this sentence, she opened her mouth again after a while, "In this chaotic world, if there is kindness in one's heart, it will only harm oneself in the end."

Tang Xiao's expression was one of deep sympathy, but he said, "If you're really cut off from love, you're not a man anymore."

Jiang Wuyan smiled, her eyes filled with helplessness: "When I bid farewell to Yun Mo, he said that he will drink with Qingfeng if he has the chance in the future. Why did the three of us become Mo Ni? "

Tang Xiao smirked. "Then we'll meet again in the future. Go ask around."

"I've caused Yun Mo so much trouble, is there still time to drink and chat? Even the Tong Xuan wouldn't be able to forgive me, right? " Jiang Wuyan seemed to be tired. She leaned on the edge of the bed and whispered, "They're not idiots."

Tang Xiao's brows twitched. "Isn't it?" In my opinion, they were poor fools. He was so foolish that he didn't hesitate to throw his life away. He wanted to give those strangers a chance to live … "They're all so silly."

Jiang Wuyan seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, she said, "Compared to a gentleman like Tong Xuan, I'd rather shed blood and shed tears to save myself some trouble."

Tang Xiao's eyes narrowed. "You're not in love. How can you compare with him?"

Jiang Wuyan retorted with a straight face, "That's why I have to save Gong Jue, and express my stance like Blood and Tears. If I don't be arrogant, I won't be able to make those who don't know me think that I'm arrogant and don't worry about me. I won't be able to make those who know me know that I'm powerful and afraid of them. I must stay by Tears of Blood in order to keep an eye on him. I cannot let anything happen to Yun Mo. "

Tang Xiao was a little taken aback, but realized he was responding to his comment when he entered the room. He couldn't help but laugh. "You actually care about my sarcastic remark?"

Jiang Wuyan smiled slightly, "If I were ten years younger, I would probably like this evaluation."

Tang Xiao smirked mischievously. "For example, when you were poisoned by Zhu Yanjian and couldn't even see the antidote in my hands? When you left with a flick of your sleeve?"

With such a way to reminisce about the past, Jiang Wuyan couldn't help but smile, "After all, I'm no longer young, and I no longer have the energy to be arrogant."

Tang Xiao smirked. "But I'd rather endure the biting. I'm still as proud as ever, spitting blood and not lowering my head."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

When he had finished, Tang Xiao said, "You're not young, but I'm old." At this age, he no longer had the strength to scheme against his own disciple. If there is anything I can do for you in the future, perhaps I will be more than willing to do for you. "

Jiang Wuyan was surprised. "Didn't you say you want to go back to the Tang Sect?"

Tang Xiao Yu nodded. "Yes, we are." But I think my body should still be able to hold on for five or six years. I want to find two people first, so that I can go with them to give their master's grave a bowl of wine. "

Jiang Wuyan asked, "Who is it?"

"Xia Chan and Tang Wu's disciples," Tang Xiao said stupidly.

Jiang Wuyan was slightly startled: "Tang Wu's disciple? Isn't he in the Tang Sect? "

Tang Xiao shook his head. "Not that one. The other." This person I'm talking about is the disciple of that little girl from the Five Poisons Sect. After she died, he was brought back to the Tang Sect by Tang Wu.

Jiang Wuyan nodded her head to indicate that she understood, then asked with a smile: "Since you're looking for Xia Chan, then did you come here today to ask me where Xia Chan is?"

Tang Xiao smirked. "I do have something to ask of you, but I'm not going to tell you where Xia Chan is." Xia Chan: I plan to look for him myself, but I already have some guesses as to his identity. But the other one, I don't know if I have time to find him. If I can't find him after three years, I want you to find him for me. "

"Three years later?" Jiang Wuyan did not refuse directly. Instead, she smiled and asked, "What benefits would I get?"

Tang Xiao was foolish. "I can give you something to protect yourself from Zhao Qingyan's enemies in the future." I am not sure how much Zhao Qingyan is willing to give in to it, but at least it can lessen her murderous intent. "

Jiang Wuyan raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?"

"Is there a need for me to lie to you?" Tang Xiao asked.

Jiang Wuyan thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright, but I want to know how I can find that person." You don't even know his name, where can I find him? "

Tang Xiao foolishly replied, "The name of Tang Wu's disciple must have the word 'clothes' in it. He's around twenty years old, and his qinggong is superb. He doesn't use poison."

"Huh?" Jiang Wuyan said with a strange expression on her face, "You don't know how to use poison?" The disciples of the Five Poisons Sect's Sect Leader and Sect Leader Tang do not know how to use poison? "

Tang Xiao sighed: "Don't ask me why. I don't know the reason, but I've heard Tang Wu mention it before. That disciple of his is extremely disgusted with poison."

Jiang Wuyan shrugged her shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Is there anything else?"

"Also," Tang Xiao said, "he probably has an immortal crane carved from a piece of jade. It's about the size of half a palm, but he might not bring it with him."

Jiang Wuyan was silent for a moment. She took note of these characteristics and asked, "You didn't go to the Wind Cloud Pavilion to ask about his news?"

Tang Xiao Yu shook his head. "Nothing."

Jiang Wuyan frowned, "Why?"

"Because he's Tang Wu's disciple," Tang Xiao said. "Feng Yunxuan refuses to investigate anything related to the Blood Calamity of the martial arts world."

Jiang Wuyan said helplessly, "Alright, I will pay attention."

Tang Xiao stood up, adjusting his sleeves. "Thanks a lot." If I don't get anything within three years, then I'll leave it to you. "

Jiang Wuyan nodded. "I know."

"This, warm water for consumption, the medicinal effects will not conflict with Zhu Yan." Tang Xiao Yu tossed him a bag of powder. "Of course, I don't mind if you vomit blood for a few more days." But let me remind you that it is not wise to harm your own martial arts in a place of conflict. "

Jiang Wuyan caught the paper bag, weighed it twice, and said, "So much, how many portions do you want to split?"

"There's a small paper bag inside," Tang Xiao said. "Take two servings each, and at night you'll vomit another packet of blood." The damage to your meridians is too great. I don't need to tell you when I'll stop using the drug, do I? "

Jiang Wuyan smiled, "Thank you, I won't send you off."

Tang Xiao's mouth twitched. "No need." He turned around and left. Even after leaving, he did not forget to close the door.