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"..." "Can you keep it?"

Wen Wan smiled. "I definitely can't protect it, but what can I do about it? I can still do my best, so do as much as I can. "

He looked at the ground, let out a long breath, and said, "Uncle has been a courtier, he will remember the Son of Heaven and the Imperial Court for the rest of his life. He is unwilling to hurt the child who is so strong and has lived to this day, and even more unwilling to hurt the nephew whom the Son of Heaven loves the most. "

Jiang Wuyan stared at him for a while. "To be honest, I was only curious about you at first, but now I admire you."

Wen Wan laughed and walked forward: "Forget it, it's not something to be proud of. My life, it seems, has always been valuable to the onlookers. In the eyes of those I care about, isn't most of the time, the most of the time, the most despicable? I've never been the most important person to anyone, but I don't care. "

Jiang Wuyan caught up to him. The two of them weren't moving fast, but they didn't stop talking. "The center of this battle, the person you are risking your life to protect, is he currently in this mansion?"

Wen Wan looked back at him and smiled. "Of course."

A pondering look appeared in Jiang Wuyan's eyes, "The price that I can pay for making a promise, is it that big?"

"Bewitching Butterfly Town has never had anything to do with the martial arts world. It may not have a deep feeling about the lives and deaths of the martial arts people." Wen Wan thought about it for a moment. "In fact, it's the same for me." I still don't understand why everyone, including Master and Senior Martial Uncle, is willing to give it up. "As a person, I will always do what I have to do for myself so as not to implicate others."

Jiang Wuyan said: "There aren't many people who can walk alone in the martial arts world. It's rare to see someone like you and Senior Xia."

Wen Wan smiled. "So did Lord Jiang."

Jiang Wuyan couldn't help but laugh. "I guess so."

— —

"Young Master, a letter from Gongzi."

Zhao Qingyan took the letter from Ran Hao and opened it. After reading it, he handed it to him casually and asked, "When is he going back?"

Ran Hao lowered his head and read the letter, answering casually: "Three days from now, Young Master needs to extend it for a few more days." Then, he finished reading the letter, "Young Master should give up on the blueprints. Is this Marquis Lu's intention?"

"Right now, the life and death on his shoulders are much heavier than mine. I'll let him handle the arrangements." Zhao Qingyan looked at his hands and slowly clenched his fists. "Whether it's Blood Tears or Tang Xiao Foolish, what they're reluctant to part with is my understanding of puppet arts." "What Lu Sobbing intends is, however, whether I am willing or not."

Ran Hao asked, "Would Young Master be willing to waste a few years of hard work?"

Zhao Qingyan raised her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "To be willing to part with it is to give up what you have obtained. Most people would not be willing to let go of what they had gained. As for me … Whether you're unwilling or not, it's fine. In the end, you still can't beat me. "

He took the letter back and lit it in the brazier. Only when the flame had almost touched his finger did he gently release the thin piece of paper that could be easily destroyed. "First, live, then live peacefully."

Ran Hao was silent for a moment, seeing that the young master looked tired again, he asked: "Should I help the young master go back to his room to rest?"

Zhao Qingyan tilted his head slightly to the side and looked out the window, "It's finally stopped snowing. Let's go out for a walk."

Ran Hao was slightly startled: "Young master, where do you want to go? The snow has just stopped, and if you walk too far away you'll get another bout of cold. "

"Let's go to the corridor in the backyard and take a look at that rose." Zhao Qingyan adjusted his posture and pushed open the window.

Ran Hao closed the window and said, "I will go get a thick cloak. Young Master, you don't need to be greedy."

A trace of laughter appeared in Zhao Qingyan's eyes as he helplessly said, "Okay, I'll wait for your return after reading the book." When he walked to the door, his finger had just flipped open a page when he called out to him, "Wait."

Ran Hao turned his head, his face full of questions.

Zhao Qingyan thought about the time and said, "You just have to come with me. Don't ask anyone else to go with you."

Ran Hao nodded his head to show that he understood and said, "Okay, then I'll go prepare it myself. Young Master, please wait for a little while longer."

"Yes, I'm in no hurry."

After flipping open the book, Zhao Qingyan shifted her gaze into a more comfortable position.

Whether or not he had read it, as long as he had the book at hand, he would be able to easily send it away no matter how long he had read it.

— —

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, right?"

Young Master Qing Yi threw the letter away casually. With a lazy expression and a sense of loss, he said, "In the past New Year's Eve, I only saw you alone."

Tears of Blood picked up the letter and read it simply, "He still agrees to not use the blueprints."

"Even if you and Hall Master Yun were here, such a large mechanism would still require the presence of the Mechanical Master himself." The blue-robed young man lifted his chin. "Tang Xiao Ai has gone to the palace. The Puppet Palace will lose a guardian god again."

"Did he know we were back?" Tears asked.

The man in cyan rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "Little Cough is already back. Even if we didn't go back, would we still be far away?"

Tears of Blood smiled: "I can't go back to my home, but I still want to spend a cold New Year with you." He paused for a moment before continuing, "In the past, the capital had been bustling with noise and excitement. With Zhao Qingyan around, I didn't feel lonely at all. Now that you're here, I feel like I'm missing something. "

The Young Master in cyan looked at him and said, "Leave the Bianliang [1], you are getting softer and softer."

Tears of Blood narrowed her eyes, "If I said I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see him again in the future, would you think that it's too unlucky?"

"Afraid? Who isn't afraid?" The green-clothed gongzi stood up and walked to the side, pulling out the throwing knife that was stuck in the wall. "Get ready. We will be keeping watch tonight. It should be a bit more lively in the Dark Valley." "A death wish. Maybe next year will be better."

Tears of Blood laughed, "Is there any use in me going to the temple to pray for incense?"

Hearing this, the green-robed young master actually agreed with him, "Let me change my clothes. Let's go together."

Tears of Blood was surprised, "You're really going?"

"Words are better than nothing, please rest assured."

Tears of Blood looked at him and asked, "Who are you planning to pray for?"

The green-robed young master was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled without a care in the world: "You beg for the Puppet Palace, I'll beg for Yun Mo."

Tears of Blood placed the letter on top of the fire and said, "That's fine. If you help him beg for his health and live for a long time, maybe the heavens will feel pity for you."

The green-robed young master didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. "Stop making sarcastic remarks. Let's go." He looked at the person in the shadows at the corner of the wall who had not spoken a single word. "Gongzi, are you coming with me?"

"All our blessings were given by Young Master. It's also good to accompany Young Master to join in the fun."

"Good timing! Have a good night's rest and prepare to go tomorrow night. I've prepared a red packet for you." The young man's lips curled up into a smile.

Gongzi blinked. "Can I take a bigger share?"

"Other than his share, I'll give you another in private. This can't be considered small, right?"

Gongzi thanked her while he was at it, "It's a pity that we got back early. The red packet over there should be thicker …"

The green-clothed gongzi raised his brows, "He gave it to you all by himself, and we gave you more than two?"

Gongzi said, "Hey, isn't Lord Jiang Zhen here too? I just want to catch him and the young prince to pass the time that they were both here, and get back at them for being so thick-skinned, right? "

The green-robed young master laughed, "That's enough, prepare the carriage!"

No matter how much of a joke she was, upon hearing Gonggong's words, she replied and left after bowing.

"I always feel that you have become a lot." The azure-robed young man watched as the stone door closed, then looked towards his younger brother. "You've learned how to recruit subordinates."

Tears of Blood smiled faintly: "I won't try to win him over. F * ck …" There are many who are more capable than him, but no one else is willing to let him control them as he pleases. "

He patted his brother's shoulder. "Let's not let him down."