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At night, the dew is deeper.

The bright moon is half-hidden and half-hanging in the sky, and the dense forest is half-blocking the moonlight. There is a moist smell of earth floating around, mixed with the freshness of light rain and the fishy smell of earth.

It's rare to have such weather. It's obviously cloudy and drizzling, but you can still see the looming moon.

Deep in the dense forest, by the stream.

Ruhuo's figure stood upright, and even if he didn't see his face, he could faintly feel the tension of that person. Next to her, a tall figure stood parallel to her, standing with his hands behind his hands. A very small movement, but that person

When made, it is so elegant and elegant.

The ink spreads and blows with the wind.

The blue hair is covered with the color of the moonlight, and it seems to be the same as his silver-gray robe, which attracts people's attention immediately.

Yi Anliang was in the pavilion ten meters away, holding his heavy sword and sitting cross-legged on the railing of the pavilion, looking at his back in the distance. In comparison, the red figure was so delicate and only as tall as the silver-gray figure.

His shoulders are obviously so fragile, but they are full of strength and stubbornness.

After staring at the red figure for a long time, Yi Anliang's determined look flashed through her mind, and her lingering decision seemed to echo in her ears. She frowned and sighed heavily.

In the distance, the two people who had been silent for a long time finally broke the silence with a soft call.

"Sir." The woman in red slowly turned her face and looked at the silver-gray figure. Yes, she was Ling Zihan. She came here today to see the "sir" she respected the most, the one who could

The person who detoxifies Xuanyuan Huang.

"...Hmm." Junyi Chuchen's side face was half raised, looking at the gloomy sky. The man was silent for a long time, letting the delicate rain hit his face, and finally only made a nasal sound in response to her.

Ling Zihan took a deep breath, as if to cheer herself up, "I'm sorry."

"The hair and skin of your body are the result of your parents..." After a pause, the handsome man turned his head and glanced at her with eyes as deep as the sea. However, there was a vastness in his seemingly calm eyes that she could not see.

.Sighed, he turned his head, a trace of pity flashed in his calm eyes, and he seemed to be slightly disappointed, I don't know.

To whom. "My child," he called her softly, and said calmly: "I respect your decision, but... is it worth it? You have only known him for how long, and your relationship is really deep enough that you are willing to risk it for him.

Is your life in danger?" As he spoke, he sighed again, as if sighing, "If your mother knew about it, she would be so sad."

Ling Zihan was silent for a while, lowered her head, and the shadow blocked her misty eyes. Looking from behind, she was just two innocent children admitting their mistakes. They were extremely fragile and could not bear to be criticized, but she knew that,

How strong is your heart?

After a while, she raised her head, looked at the man's side face, and said with a smile: "Probably, I don't want to owe him anything." After a pause, Ling Zihan blinked her beautiful blood-stained eyes, with a hint of weirdness in her eyes.

He smiled playfully and continued: "Sir, you know me. I don't like to owe favors to anyone, especially Xuanyuan Huang. He is still the person I like, and I don't want to owe him even more. His legs have changed.

It's my fault that we are like this today..."

It was her failure to take full precautions, which allowed people to take advantage of it. As a result, the two toxins combined and deepened the toxin. Now, although the medication has been delayed to prevent the toxin from moving up, this method will not take long.

It will become ineffective. Once the poison is released, Ling Zihan cannot imagine how fast it will be. After all, she has never tried that kind of poison.

Clenching her fists, Ling Zihan bit her pale lips, a flash of pain in her eyes.

"Silly girl." Looking at Ling Zihan who seemed extremely sad but tried her best to pretend to be calm, the fairy-like man couldn't bear it. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head. The compassionate smile on his face became weaker and more smeared.

Human kindness.

"The fault was mine, and I naturally have the responsibility to put an end to it." Ling Zihan seemed to relax a little, and her clenched fists slowly loosened. She looked up at the man, who had always been there when she was in the most troublesome times.

The man who appeared felt a sense of gratitude in his heart. After making the final decision, Ling Zihan said firmly: "So, Han'er asks sir to let his leg get better."

Her voice was extremely calm, yet full of tenacity and solemnity.

"And you……"

The faint voice seemed to be floating from the horizon, and seemed extremely distant.

Ling Zihan closed her eyes slightly, and her tense heartstrings trembled suddenly, but in the next second, she relaxed completely, and slightly raised a stiff smile and said: "I - want to live."

These four words were very stiff, filled with all kinds of contradictory emotions, but they so truly expressed her desire, which came from deep in her heart, the instinctive desire for survival.

"I heard what you meant." The man nodded slowly, elegantly and calmly. After a pause, he changed the topic, "I went to see him today. According to my diagnosis, his current recovery is pretty good. As long as

No accident, the legs can return to their previous appearance. It’s just you...

You have never tried that kind of poison, let alone mixing it with another powerful nerve-paralyzing poison? Child, you have to think clearly, even you are not immune to all poisons." Even if you are immune to all poisons,

, suddenly taking strong poison will also have a great impact on the body.

After a pause, Ling Zihan responded in a low voice: "I'm not sure either, but at that time, if I hadn't neglected to take precautions, I wouldn't have let anyone take action first and not find out yet. As a result, these two poisons are incompatible with each other.

, mixed together, causing his meridians to go retrograde. He had tasted the pain, but he didn't complain at all about my bad idea, so I had no reason not to give it a try for him. Again, I didn't want to owe him.

"

"You..." You are so much like your mother. The man swallowed his unspoken words in time, and just to hide his thoughts, he touched the top of Ling Zihan's head again, "There is really nothing I can do about you!"

He knew that any further attempts to persuade her would be unintentional, so he stopped talking.

The two stood side by side and looked at the scenery for a while.

Even though the drizzle fell on the two of them and gradually soaked their clothes, they didn't seem to notice it at all.

In the rainy night, it seemed that because of their presence, the dampness and coldness in the forest were driven away. The silent atmosphere was very subtle, but strangely, it did not make people feel cold or awkward. It seemed that the two of them were everything.

The protagonist set off by the beautiful scenery shows the beauty of silence, nature and tranquility.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Ling Zihan looked at the sky, thought about it, and then said goodbye to the man.

The man just waved his hand, but still stood in the rain without moving an inch. The fine raindrops clearly fell on him, but they gave people the illusion that the rain did not touch his clothes.

Ling Zihan turned around and whispered before leaving: "Sir, I still have a question."

"explain."

The low voice made Ling Zihan feel unprecedented pressure. She didn't want to know the answer, or in other words, she already knew the answer before she asked again, and she just wanted to pretend not to understand.

She raised her head and took a deep look at the man as bright as the moon, "Sir, he must be the national master!"

Finally, she asked.

She...wanted to hear his own answer.

The breeze in the forest made the clothes flutter. The drizzle fell on the hair and slid down the hair. A few crystal drops were swaying on the ends of the hair.

The man looked sideways, looked at her with a smile, and was speechless for a long time.

"Han'er understands." Ling Zi Han blessed her body, "Han'er was the one who offended."

She didn't get an answer, but Ling Zihan felt more certain.

It turned out that the husband who had been taking care of her was the Imperial Master, Zi Chen, who saved her life and had an indescribable connection with what happened back then.

In this generation of the Zi family, Zi Chen is the only one who has inherited that unique bloodline.

The wind messed up his long hair. Zi Chen stretched out his hand to outline the wet hair on his cheeks. He smiled elegantly, cast an unexplained look at Ling Zihan, and said lightly: "It's late at night, go back and rest."

!”

"Haner, please leave." Ling Zihan took a few steps back, then turned and left.

But that feeling cannot be described in words. It seems to be a relief, but also a little... painful.

The fiery red figure disappeared on the path of the dense forest.

Yi Anliang, who was originally in the Juhuai Pavilion, came over, looked at Zi Chen who was staring at him and his palms, tilted his head and said: "Sir, you..."

"An Liang, why is that child so stubborn?" Who does this temperament look like?

"Well... I think Yaoyao's personality is somewhat similar to that of Mr. Yao Yao." She never cares about other people's affairs. Even if two people fight to the death in front of her, she will not say anything more.

Words. But if it involves yourself or someone you love and care for, then you should calm down all your strength and ensure the happiness and safety of that person.

Rather than being stubborn, it would be better to say that she has the capital to make people surrender and is extremely moral.

"Is it similar?" Zi Chen murmured to himself. He raised his head and glanced at the sky again. There was no trace of his thoughts on his smooth face. After a pause, he lowered his head and dusted his clothes, "Let's go.

It's time for us to go back," he said, turning around and leaving. His pace was so leisurely and leisurely, exuding calmness and an atmosphere that few others could match.

For a moment, Yi Anliang thought he had captured something, but looking at the man who left arrogantly, like a fairy descending from the sky, he became confused. Shaking his head, he retracted his strange thoughts, followed Zi Chen's pace, and then

to leave.

Another week or so passed, and the date set by Qin Tian Jian arrived.

One day in mid-July, early in the morning, Emperor Chen led everyone and set off back to Beijing.

On the way back to Beijing, there were people taking care of us all the way, and we didn't encounter any difficulties. But it seemed that there were more people when we went back, so the team didn't go as fast as when we came.

The journey took nearly twenty days, and by the time we arrived in the capital, it was already early August.

Just like when he left the capital, when he came back, the Prime Minister and all the civil and military officials came to greet him.

At the gate of Luoyang City, hundreds of officials shouted long live to welcome this mighty procession.

When the team arrived at the gate of the Shenwu Gate of the palace, Xuanyuan Huang and others led their wives and concubines out of the car to send the Long Live Lord into the palace. The concubine led the concubines directly into the harem from the other side door, and the prince was sending Emperor Chen off to the palace.

The queen of the palace also took her wives and concubines, entered through the side door of Shenwu Gate, and returned to the East Palace.

At this time, all the princes, courtiers, and wives dispersed one after another, and went back to their homes in carriages and sedan chairs.
To be continued...