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"Lord Jiang Zhen couldn't have come just for the ceremony, right?"

The road was slippery in the snow, so Wen Wan found a carriage and took it. Since the carriage was spacious, Jiang Wuyan didn't feel wronged. She also picked up some hot tea pastries while she was at it.

Jiang Wuyan had just drunk a cup of fragrant tea. Upon hearing this, she smiled faintly, "What is the purpose of you coming here, Brother Wen? It's what I mean."

Wen Wan slightly raised his lips. "Those who know me, the lord of Jiang Zhen." "I wonder if the town lord Jiang doesn't trust me, or if he doesn't have the heart to watch me take care of this life-threatening matter?"

"If you're lying, then you won't be able to rest at ease from the injuries on your body." Jiang Wuyan was quite calm, "If I speak the truth, then it's more likely that I'll be the one to bring them away from trouble."

Wen Wan smiled. "Yes. The two men from the Ran family may have their guard down against me, but not you. "

Jiang Wuyan put down the empty cup of tea, "I didn't mean it that way. "However, one person might not be enough to contend against those two. I can help you knock one of them out …"

Wen Wan couldn't help but laugh. "That's a good plan."

They all agreed tacitly. Jiang Wuyan no longer joked with him about this matter. She cast her gaze outside the car, "The snowy weather is slippery, the speed at which you ride your horse may not be as fast as Qing Gong."

That's fine …" Wen Wan had his hands behind his back, and was only absent-minded for a moment before he replied with a smile, "I have taught Wen Ning to drive the carriage and wait for you there. "At that time, they will go to Gusha. Let's find a reason to detour a bit further.

Jiang Wuyan furrowed her brows, barely discernible, "You're even including the Bai Family Head in your plan?"

Wen Wan looked at him with an unreadable expression. "The ungrateful things can only be done by me, I don't want to leave any opportunity for others to interfere in the matter. It would be enough to make the real black and white happen."

"Do you know something?" Jiang Wuyan looked at the teacup that was about to fall off the table at any moment, and a trace of unspeakable emotion appeared on her face, "Other than the unforeseen events in the emperor's family, did something happen in the martial arts world?"

Wen Wan fell into deep thought for a long time, then his gaze turned to the snow, "What status does Palace Master Ran have? Needless to say, my Senior Brother and Qing Han are the last bloodline of the Mu Family. Hao was deeply in love with the young prince's master and servant. If he insisted on leaving, I hope that the lord of Jiang will find a way to keep him here for a few more days. "I have already made arrangements for the road to the back. I hope that you will have a hard journey."

Jiang Wuyan frowned as she had a bad premonition, "What about you?"

Pulling on the hem of his robe, Wen Wan kneeled down and bowed deeply towards him. "That day we were saved, Xia Chan promised to protect you with her life when necessary – now is the time."

"Are you determined to die, or are you determined to die?"

"You know, my transfiguration technique is flexing my fingers. You also know that Stardust's biological father had a birthmark on his forehead that was burned off with a hot iron. " He raised his hand and pushed his hair away from his forehead. "I have the same birthmark on my face."

He immediately understood, but his attitude did not seem to be able to comprehend what had just happened. Jiang Wuyan finally spoke, "Even if you can die for him, you're a full five years older than him."

"Xia Chan died more than ten years ago. Ten years ago, he was an arrogant, unbridled teenager who was very similar to his Master. " Wen Wan put his hand down, his ordinary face carried an unshakeable determination, "The cultivation technique I practice already can make my bones be younger by a few years, and the torture in my body can't be done without a mouth. Would I be afraid of physical pain? "

Jiang Wuyan spoke word by word, "You still have your little brother and sister."

Wen Wan suddenly burst into laughter: "From the day I joined the sect, I existed as a scapegoat. Everything that I have, I have to wait until today to die for that 'child'. I will bite through everything. Uncle Bai, it doesn't matter if it's you or Zi Yu, only then will they be able to live with the hopes of an old friend. "

He clenched his right fist and placed it on the spot where his heart was. "My death is not a pity."

— —

"Pa ~ ~"

The tea cup fell from the tip of his finger. Seeing his son on the verge of tears, his face turned ugly. "What did you say?"

Bai Zhen almost fell to his knees as tears gushed from his eyes. "Sir Han has come to inform us that Brother Wen has kidnapped the imperial concubine and left a message to provoke the imperial court. The imperial household has already sent people to capture him!"

"What does he want!" Bai Yutang's face turned from white to red and then to green as he abruptly stood up and walked out of the room. "I'll go see His Highness right now!"

Bai Zhen's voice trembled. "On New Year's Eve today, even the crown prince and his son have entered the palace. "My son asked for help from the servants, and even the wangfei wasn't in the mansion …" He saw his father suddenly stiffen, knelt down for a few steps, and then raised his head to beg for his father's answer. "Big brother Wen will be fine, right? Big Brother Wen must have his reasons right? "

Bai Yan Tang clenched his fist, and for a moment he felt his vision darken. "What difficulties does he have? He wants to die. "

"Wh …" "What?"

He retreated a few steps and slowly sat down on his original seat. His face was ashen as he said, "Originally, he blamed me for this. I should have guessed why he would be so simple-minded. "Originally it was my fault. I let him go just like that …"

He did a lot of calculations, but he did not calculate that the person who had consulted him in everything had done everything without making a sound. However, all of these were understood when they were only heard a little bit.

Wen Wan had put himself on a dead end, but it was still a dead end, and couldn't be a more perfect shortcut – everything was perfect enough, except for his own life.

He had indeed failed to predict the situation accurately. The person who couldn't let go of Shi Chou had actually thrown away everything behind him in the blink of an eye. He really could not have guessed that there was such a mind hiding beneath the surface of the water that did not want to give up. He really didn't dare think about when that person, who had a smile on his face and was going to carry everything by himself, would start preparing for everything …

"Bai Zhen."

He looked at his son's face, which was filled with tears, and his thoughts became even more resolute. "Everything that concerns him, you have to grit your teeth. You can't say a single word to anyone — no matter what his identity is. Do you remember? "

Seeing his son's stunned expression, he emphasized on his words and almost bellowed: "Have you remembered it yet!"

"..." "Yes, son will remember."

He took a deep breath. "I will do my best to save him. Remember, every word from your mouth could have killed him. "In addition, prepare your horse and come back day and night. You must take Wen Lun away before the Imperial Court finds out about the Wen family."

"Go find your Third Grandpa in disguise, out of earshot. "Liang Liang, it is enough for me to deal with this land of conflict."

— —

"Zhao Qingyan, stand down!"

Qi Wang's gaze fell on his only son, and his eyes seemed to spew fire. "This is the palace! This was the power of the Emperor! First of all, you are an official, then something else! Who gave you the qualifications to spout nonsense, get lost! "

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a while before he slowly kneeled down, "Please calm your anger, Father, and kindly excuse me."

Seeing that Han Qian was about to support him, the Qi King then lightly added, "Take him back to the garden. Don't let him leave without my order. "Sir Han, please stay close and watch him carefully."

"Yes, sir." Han Yan first used his gaze to inquire about the secret envoy's meaning.

On the other side, Zhao Qingyan waved his sleeves and left. He turned around and hid the expression in his eyes. At the New Year's Eve banquet, there was no one by his side and no one by his father's side. After stepping into this situation, if he did not feel it in the slightest, he would truly be a fool.

But what could he do?

Life and death.

Enemy, friend.

This was the first time in his life that he had been so helpless under the bondage of not seeing a trace — there was already no one by his side.

Except for Han.

A person that he could not see through.

Except for Chen Huayi.

A person who had been isolated ten steps away from him by the crowd and lacked absolute confidence in being able to ally with him.

Except...

It was unknown when Ran Hao and Jiang Wuyan would return.