Black-bellied young handsome and sick husband

"Oh, master!" Luo Bo ran back from the outside again, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face. "You are really ruthless. Young Marshal Lu treats you so well. Before leaving, you don't even send him off."

"When did Young Marshal Lu become so close to you?" Ji Boyan put down his book and looked at him, but it was rare to see Luobo being so injustice for anyone.

"I really can't see it anymore. Young Master Lu doesn't know what's on your mind, only the young master doesn't take him seriously. If it were someone else, he would have to wake up from his dream." Luobo sighed, as if to be Annoyed by Ji Boyan's lack of enlightenment.

"But we are all men, and I'm destined not to be able to repay his feelings." If Lu Lingyuan was a woman, she might be able to accept him, but as a man, how could he be with him? In vain hope.

"He's gone anyway, it's useless for you to say anything." Luo Bo sighed, took out two persimmons from his pocket and put them on the table. "Eat it, eat it, Young Marshal Lu specifically told you that you want to eat this stuff, and now it's just to fill your conscience." He sighed, and teased Ji Boyan in a roundabout way.

Ji Boyan's gaze was fixed on the two persimmons, and he felt various emotions in his heart. He seemed to have thought of the time when he was in the Commander's Mansion, but it was such a small thing that he still remembered it.Lu Lingyuan will really escape from death this time, he has no doubts about it, maybe... Maybe this is also the last time they meet.

"Where is he now?" Ji Boyan suddenly had a feeling that they might not see each other again, and there should be no such regrets between them.

"I guess I've already left the city." Luo Bo said regretfully.

Ji Boyan picked up the two persimmons and ran outside. The carrot stood there with a look of relief on his face. No matter what, the young master finally got the hang of it.

Ji Boyan ran desperately all the way, out of breath, until he reached the city wall, holding on to the green bricks on the city wall to breathe constantly, Lu Lingyuan's troops could only stand on a high place and see from afar A rough idea.He was still late.

"We agreed to eat together, why can't we wait a little longer." He pursed his lips tightly, feeling extremely disappointed in his heart, maybe this time, this is the last side.

Lu Lingyuan had already left Shangjing, such news would naturally reach Feng Dingyuan's ears, no matter how calm and steady he was, he couldn't sit still at this moment.

Long March has already returned, and he knows that at this moment, Old Feng is the one who needs him most.

"This silly boy, at this point, he still only knows how to care about others." Feng Dingyuan clenched the telegram in his hand into a ball.

"The young commander is also worried about your safety." Chang Zheng said from the side.

"With Han Zian here, at least I'm safe. Even if Rongdi wants to touch me again, he has to think about it, but what should he do? Who can guarantee that Han Zian won't do something wrong to him." Feng Dingyuan sighed, really worried His apprentice was worried.

"Teacher should trust Young Marshal Lu, with his ability, it is more than enough to protect himself." Chang Zheng said firmly.

Feng Dingyuan sighed. "Yeah, I might as well believe him, it's ridiculous to say it." He shook his head helplessly. "However. I also have to do something so that he has no worries."

"What does the teacher want to do." Changzheng waited for his order.

"Go and drive, it's time for us to visit Han Zi'an." Feng Dingyuan turned around to get his coat.

"Yes." Changzheng replied, and went out to drive.

The two drove to Han Zian's residence. Han Zian had already set up a banquet, and there was no surprise on his face, obviously knowing that he was coming.

"Teacher, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Han Zian stood up from his seat.

"Really? You've lost your mind." Looking at the food and drink on this table, Feng Dingyuan didn't have any interest in it. To be honest, there was no essential difference between this meal and the Hongmen Banquet.

"Teacher hasn't come to my place for a long time." Han Zian watched him take his seat, and walked over to pour him a cup of tea.

"What is the purpose of my coming here? You should be very clear. The two of us don't need to be tricky." Feng Dingyuan was very impetuous in his heart.

"Since the teacher said so, then I will make it clear that it is best for the teacher not to intervene in the matter between me and Lu Lingyuan." Han Zian suppressed his smile and showed his true colors.

"You know that Lu Lingyuan is not that kind of person." Feng Dingyuan was very helpless.

"Yes, he is not that kind of person, but Rong Di is that kind of person." Han Zian patted his chest. "I have to be careful, you are my teacher, you should think about it for me."

"Although I am your teacher, I can't watch you do wrong things. You need to know that without Lu Lingyuan, no one can compete with Zhou Nanshan. You know better than anyone else what will happen then." Feng Dingyuan had no choice but to Lu Lingyuan's importance.

"Teacher really thinks I'm going to attack him." Han Zian sat on the chair, his eyes were dark and gloomy.

"What you think in your heart, of course only you know." How could Feng Dingyuan not understand his mind, it's just that he said so, what can he say.

"It seems that you still don't believe me." Han Zian looked disappointed.

"Tell me, what do I want so that you can stop." Feng Dingyuan has only one goal at this moment, that is to prevent any accidents from Lu Lingyuan.

"Look, you always care about him so much, but I, I am also your student, how did you treat me." Han Zian smiled, but it made people feel extremely cold.

"What exactly do you want, you might as well say it clearly." Seeing his acting, Feng Dingyuan felt calm in his heart.

"It's very simple." Han Zian looked into the distance and took a deep breath. "I want what you've been holding on to."

"You!" Feng Dingyuan couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, he never expected it.Han Zi'an's idea was based on this. Judging from this, he dealt with Lu Lingyuan with such fanfare. In fact, his real goal was Rongdi.

"Teacher, you don't have to be surprised. Rong An told me that the old emperor left an imperial decree early on. Only the eldest son of the emperor can inherit the throne. If Rong Di wants to rebel, he is naturally an unknown teacher, so there will be no disturbances, but If this thing falls into his hands, do you think I can live a good life?" Han Zian twitched his lips coldly.

"I won't give things to him." For so many years, Rong Di has been stalking him because he has such an imperial edict in his hands. If he gives the imperial edict to Han Zian, then Rong Di will have no threat. At that time, Han Zian, who lost his threat, will be the real dangerous person.

"Of course I know the teacher won't give it to him, but I feel very uneasy. The general election is coming soon. As my teacher, you have to give me a reassurance, right?" Regarding the things in his hand.It can be said that Han Zian has been thinking about it for a long time. Seeing Feng Dingyuan's hesitation, he continued. "You also know that Lu Lingyuan is out to deal with Zhou Nanshan. There will inevitably be accidents like wars. No one can say for sure. Maybe one day he will sacrifice for the country, and that is what everyone doesn't want to see thing."

"You!" Feng Dingyuan couldn't hear what he said, but once he handed over the imperial decree, the political situation that he had painstakingly maintained for so many years would definitely be broken. On the one hand, his lover's life was on the other, and on the other hand, the political situation was stable. For a while, Feng Dingyuan Dilemma.

"Teacher, you don't need to answer me now, I have plenty of time." Han Zian looked at him, as if he could see through his heart.

"What you said. I will think about it carefully." Feng Dingyuan stood up with a sullen face, which fully showed how unhappy he was at the moment.

"Teacher, won't you leave after eating?" Han Zian was not affected at all, still smiling, looking a little sinister.

"No need." Feng Dingyuan's heart is not strong enough to be able to eat when encountering such a thing.

"Then I won't give it away." Han Zian sat down on the chair, poured a glass of wine and drank it on his own.

Feng Dingyuan glanced at him coldly, and walked out the door with a flick of his arms.On the way back, Feng Dingyuan kept his face sullen, and the atmosphere in the car became extremely depressing.

While driving, Chang Zheng looked at his expression in the mirror from time to time. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but said. "Are you going to agree to Han Zian's request?"

Feng Dingyuan sighed deeply, raised his eyes and looked at him. "Long March, if it were you, what would you choose?"

"You should trust the young marshal." Chang Zheng said without hesitation.

"Yeah, I should believe him." Feng Dingyuan felt that he was really old, and he couldn't see it as thoroughly as a young man, but it's human to be worried about a person. He always doesn't want to see his students talk to each other. massacre.

"But you didn't do it." Chang Zheng said this sentence not to accuse him, but to remind him.

"I know what to do." Feng Dingyuan looked out the window, no matter what Han Zian would do behind his back, this time he would trust Lu Lingyuan unconditionally, because Lu Lingyuan was once his most capable student and assistant, and the tacit understanding between them , is irreplaceable by others.

In a blink of an eye, two days have passed, and the weather has not been very good these two days. The sky is gray, and people can hardly breathe. Even the air is wet, but there is no rain at all. Down.Ji Boyan took a deep breath, but still couldn't relieve the boredom.He threw the pen on the table and looked out the window. "what time is it."

"It's three o'clock." The waiter at the side answered the carrot.

"At this point, Lu Lingyuan should be here soon." His eyes fixed on the two persimmons that were about to rot on the table, as if he was talking to himself.