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When he opened his eyes, all he saw was red, then empty space around him. Even the warmth was gone. Mu Qinghan was stunned for a moment. As she sat up, she felt that her heart was a bit empty.

"It's still early, shouldn't I sleep for a while?"

Mu Qing Han looked over, and the empty corner of her heart was filled once again. Nodding her head, she asked tentatively, "When did the Crown Prince wake up?"

Zhao Qingyan calculated the time and said, "More than two hours." He had already changed out of yesterday's formal attire and neatly folded it to one side. He wore a set of profound python robes on his body. The extremely luxurious crown from yesterday was placed to the side, and a simple style crown was put on it.

Seeing him dressed like this, Mu Qing Han couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, what is this?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "Imperial Uncle told me to come to the palace the next day after the wedding. Father gave this robe to you, so I changed into it."

Mu Qing Han asked, "Is Your Highness going to pay a visit to His Majesty first?" When he said that it was still early, it was not time yet for him to meet his parents, but he had changed into a new python robe.

If Zhao Qingyan didn't say anything, Mu Qinghan wouldn't be able to answer, but she still felt that it was strange.

No matter if it was court officials or commoners, even if the Son of Heaven summoned them the day after their marriage, they should still pay their respects to their parents before paying their respects to the Son of Heaven. Gao Tang was still alive, so how could he pay respects to the Son of Heaven?

Looking at her expression, Zhao Qingyan could guess what she was thinking. "I've already been there. Later, we can have a cup of tea with Father and Mother."

Mu Qing Han was startled. Last night, she had to wait for an entire two to four hours before she was unable to resist falling asleep. At that time, Zhao Qingyan was still unable to sleep soundly. Seeing that the sky had yet to brighten, he had actually already entered the palace and returned. Had he really slept that night?

If not for the fact that he had woken up several times last night and seen him sleeping peacefully, he would not even be able to confirm whether he had slept or not.

Zhao Qingyan looked at the accessories by his side and stood up after pondering for a while, "I should also take off my clothes and go pay my respects to my royal father and mother. If you don't sleep anymore, I'll call Jin to help you with your makeup. I told the kitchen to make some porridge. Pyle will bring it in in a while. "The etiquette is complicated. If you don't eat breakfast quietly, you might as well eat lunch together."

When Mu Qing Han heard the last sentence, she held back her laughter and asked, "Can I have breakfast now?"

"I ate some at Imperial Uncle's place." Zhao Qingyan recalled something that happened not long ago and a look of helplessness appeared on his face. "I was afraid that if I was late, I would be seen by passersby, so I came back early." Look at me, I've been sitting here for a while, and the porridge in the kitchen is still not ready. "

Mu Qing Han asked, "Then why don't the crown prince use some porridge for a while before leaving?"

Zhao Qingyan laughed, "No, I will go and change first. I will come back when the time is right." Seeing that she was about to get up, he quickly said: "There's no need to be so polite. The charcoal is not in a good condition. The house is too cold. You should rest for a while. You can get up when Jin`er swaps the charcoal."

Mu Qinghan hesitated before nodding slightly. "I send you off."

Zhao Qingyan clasped her hands and turned to leave.

Mu Qing Han lowered her head and looked at the wine cup on the bed. The wine inside was already dry, leaving only a golden bowl — it was what Zhao Qing Yan had placed between the two of them last night. She stretched out her hand and picked it up, gently holding it in her palm. It was a little cold, but at the same time, relieved.

They raised their eyebrows and respected each other like guests.

At least for this moment, the promise was real.

"Why did the young master come out?" Ran Hao, who was about ten steps below, looked up at something from under a white plum tree. When he heard the door open, he turned around, obviously startled.

Zhao Qingyan walked to his side and looked in the direction that he had just looked at. It was just an ordinary Plum Blossom that had been planted better than the others. Instead of answering Ran Hao, he asked him with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

Ran Hao shook his head and replied, "I just have nothing better to do. I'll just take a look around."

Zhao Qingyan saw the snow on his shoulder and patted him off. "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?"

Ran Hao said: "I'm not tired."

"It's not cold either?" Zhao Qingyan glanced at him and walked back to his room slowly. "You stood here for almost four hours last night. Do you think we can't hear you?"

Ran Hao who had just reached out his hand to help him was so frightened that he released his hand when he heard his words: "Young master, what did you say?"

Just by looking at him, Zhao Qingyan was able to guess what he would do next. Thus, Zhao Qingyan grabbed onto his arm to prevent him from kneeling down, "Didn't you also see her martial arts? Although it is inferior to yours, you did not pay attention to it. You should be able to hear the sound of footsteps on the snow. " He raised his chin towards the tree he had just stood on.

Ran Hao subconsciously turned his head around and saw hundreds of footprints deep and shallow footprints under the tree, "I …"

Zhao Qingyan had no intention of making fun of him. Seeing him at a loss, she spoke more concisely, "She didn't know you were outside." After a pause, he explained again, "She probably thinks that it's a servant coming and going."

Ran Hao pursed his lips, "Then if …"

"There are no 'ifs'." Zhao Qingyan let go of her hand. Although she was not in the mood, she said with certainty, "Your foot is deep and shallow. Who can tell if it's a person or not?"

Ran Hao, this time, was silent for a long time before slowly following behind the Young Master. When Zhao Qingyan stopped and reached to push open the door, he suddenly said, "Young Master, I'm just not used to not being by your side when you're sick."

After opening the door, Zhao Qingyan paused for a moment on the bed by the window before walking in. "I was also afraid that I would hurt her during my nightmare, so I didn't sleep all night."

Both of them spoke words of unknown meaning, and Ran Hao was even more unable to understand the meaning behind the young master's words. When Zhao Qingyan didn't want others to know what he was thinking, no one would be able to guess that he was speaking the truth.

Ran Hao didn't say anything else and just took out his gown to help him change.

— —

"Puff …"

With the black and purple colored blood clots, the blood dripped onto the bedding. The person that spat out the poisonous blood collapsed to the side, his already pale face turning even paler.

Gong Tianni took out a blood clot and carefully examined it, then said in a blessedly tone, "It's a blood clot, not a shard of internal organs. You should rest and your internal injuries will be better. You won't die."

Wen Wan barely managed to hold himself up, allowing the South City to wipe the poisonous cold sweat off his forehead. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile: "Even a piece of his internal organs wouldn't die."

Jiang Wuyan retracted her fist and stood up with a frown, "When did you get internal injuries?" Why are you still trying to show off after such a severe injury? "

Wen Wan looked at him with a tired expression. "If I miss this opportunity, will I still have a chance to heavily injure Candle?"

Jiang Wuyan glanced at Gong Qing before looking back at him, "What I saw were all those crazy and suicidal assassins."

"I want to die." Who said I don't care about my life? "

Wen Wan and Gong Du looked at each other, then paused for a moment before saying, "I have no other choice (I have no other choice)."

A rare look of helplessness appeared on Jiang Wuyan's face. Nancheng, on the other hand, innocently threw up his hands and said, "I'm fine. I'm not crazy and I don't intend to court death."

"Southern City. This is the only choice I have." Wen Wan looked back at him, unable to see anything in his complicated eyes.

Southern City understood that even though he wanted to act relaxed, he still failed under this kind of gaze. He only truthfully replied, "Don't worry, I'm not blaming you." He looked at Jiang Wuyan and also looked at Gongzi Tianxue, "Wu Gou will definitely repay you for saving my life."

Wen Wan held back the burning heat in his stomach, and slightly frowned: "Don't be meddlesome, I will return it myself."

Jiang Wuyan smiled, "You don't need to pay me back for what I've done. If you're still alive, you'll do what I want you to do."

Wen Wan thought about it for a moment, and then his eyes moved as if he had guessed something. "Such as?"

"When necessary, I will exchange your life for the safety of the stardust." Jiang Wuyan calmly replied, "It's not too much, is it?"

Wen Wan shook his head. Who else? "

Jiang Wuyan had a funny look on her face. "Who else do you think?"

Wen Wan said, "Ran Hao, Prince Qi, or both."

Jiang Wuyan looked at him for a while and asked, "Can you protect it?"

Wen Wan shrugged. "My life is much more lowly than that of the young prince, so naturally I can't protect him." Ran Hao must be willing to live on his own as well. "

Jiang Wuyan sighed lightly, "You're so clear about this, why do you still need to ask me?"

"Because I'm not the only one who will protect the Ran Star Dust with his death." Wen Wan's expression seemed to be thinking about something, but also seemed somewhat heavy. "If my life can only be given to another person, then it definitely can't be him, because he's very safe."

Jiang Wuyan didn't express her agreement or opposition. Instead, she talked about something unrelated. "I had originally thought that you were the first one to leave, but I didn't expect you to be willing to do this."

Wen Wan asked, "What about you?" After a pause, he repeated, "What about you? How much does this have to do with anything? "

Jiang Wuyan did not avoid his gaze, "I have my reasons, but what about you? Is it because of a master and disciple relationship that you have to make use of, and finally make use of, that you are willing to die of exhaustion? "

South City immediately stood up: "Town Lord Jiang, please speak carefully!" He knew that the only wound in his heart that would heal forever was one that no one could open. His body was covered in wounds, and he could no longer withstand such a provocation.

As expected, Jiang Wuyan did not speak any further. She merely looked over South City's shoulder at the silent man.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan didn't get angry, nor did he retort. He only replied in an extremely slow voice, "The Lord of Jiang Zhen is the same as me, a person without a father. The only person you can rely on in your life is someone you don't have anything to do with. How grateful would you be to the first person who was kind to you? When he looks at you with all his strength at the last moment of his life, you'll be happy to make use of that, won't you? "

He gave a gentle smile with his eyes lowered. He did not seem to feel anything from his voice, "Even if he never showed any sincerity, he is still the most grateful person in my life. Not to mention that all those years, every single drop was filled with sincerity. If my heart is truly as hard as a stone, then all that remains of my conscience and warmth will be given to this place. "

Lifting his head to look into Jiang Wuyan's eyes, Wen Wan smiled, teasing and not completely concealing the pain: "Even if his eyes aren't looking at me, isn't it enough to leave room for me?"

Jiang Wuyan clenched her fists tightly. He knew that Wen Wan had said this to him, but he still couldn't help but be moved.

This was because he had such a "her" in his life. He was someone who could make him give up everything. For her, he could even give up his glory, peace, dignity, pride, and … Hatred and love.

As Wen Wan said, even if that person's eyes were always filled with other people, the warmth that had once given him was real.

After a long while, Jiang Wuyan sighed lightly and said, "If you want to use them, use them. One is willing to fight, one is willing to take it."

Wen Wan laughed: "I just want to spend the rest of my life with all my might, so that when I go to Jiuquan, I can calmly face the people who came before me. Even if … "Just a little bit more calm."