This is the country in exchange for ministers

The cold comes and the summer goes, and this day can be regarded as barely going on.Those servants of his died and fled, and now, he has already seen it lightly.

If Qinghe hadn't come to him suddenly, Fenglian would have almost forgotten that there were dangers all around him.

"What do you want?" After exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down on the floor without even turning on the lights.

The dark night is easy to calm down and concentrate.

Feng Lian sat upright, the cool floor pressed against her body to relieve the burning sensation on her body.The poison Qinghe gave him was much stronger than he expected.

"What can I do?" Hearing Shen Pan's voice made him feel a little relieved.But this peace of mind can't resist the bitterness and loneliness hidden in my heart.

He is like duckweed, rooted in foreign waters, never knowing when a wind blows or a wave tilts, he will die without a place to bury him.

Having lost the fertile soil of his hometown, he was so weak that he could be crushed to death by the little finger of the boss.

"Fenglian." In the silence of the night, Shen Pan suddenly called him.

Like a gust of wind, it seems to be light, but it raises a burst of dust in his heart.

"Fenglian, do you want to go back?" Shen Pan asked him.

"I think so." Feng Lian smiled wryly. "It's too miserable for a guest to die in a foreign country."

He has been here for six years, and the endless waiting has made him lose his determination to know what is going on, and how can he get out of this predicament.

"You won't die." Shen Pan looked at him fixedly.Spit out one word after another, like a heavy hammer, each hammer is heavy.

"Trust me, Fenglian."

He made him believe him.

………………

At the dawn of the morning, the mottled light and shadow evoke the first chirping of cicadas in the midsummer morning.

In the messy yard, Feng Lian was a little disrespectful to Shen Pan's works.

"Still alive?" Feng Lian sat on the stone table in the yard, looking at Shen Pan who was busy with other things.

"I can't die." Shen Pan replied dryly.With a flick of the basin in his hand, the basin was still in his hand, and the bloody water was splashed on the grass beside him, staining the green grass red.

The smell of blood lingered, causing Feng Lian who was drinking tea in the yard to be stunned for a moment, and finally put down the cup in his hand.

"How long will it take to wake up?" Feng Lian sighed.His face was still pale from yesterday's torture.Feng Lian frowned, looking at Qingzhu whose face was paler than his.

Fortunately, Shen Pan brought a lot of medicine when he came.Otherwise, it is really a mystery whether it can be saved.

Shen Pan ignored him.Holding the golden sore medicine in one hand to change the green bamboo medicine.Plug the hole in the back.Fortunately, he was so lucky that Qinghe's ax almost cut his neck.Even if Shen Pan found him, he would die.

Shen Pan ignored Feng Lian.Feng Lian sat down again, knowing that he couldn't help at the moment, so he simply sat on the stone table in the yard and knocked lightly and heavily with his hands.

Shen Pan said to him yesterday, "If the mountain is not here, I will go. If you want to go back, instead of waiting for you to be pardoned, you might as well create opportunities for yourself."

What Shen Pan said was reasonable, but if he could turn the clouds and rains upside down, he wouldn't have to compromise here.

However, he glanced at Shen Pan who was neatly bandaging the green bamboo at the side.He neatly wrapped the wound on Qingzhu's body with a white cloth, and put a soft cloth around it.That person was obviously only two years older than him.The face carved with knives and axes is full of old-fashioned.Feng Lian didn't know whether to trust Shen Pan or not.

He took care of him for six years.Like a gentle pulse of water, his pulse was so warm that he almost forgot that the person in front of him appeared out of nowhere six years ago.

Shen Pan is 17 years old.Put your life on a 17-year-old boy.

"Okay." Shen Pan stood up.With a snort, he let out a breath through his nose, and walked over.

"Here's the medicine. I'll come back in two days after he wakes up." Shen Pan gave him the porcelain bottle in his hand.That is the best medicine for golden sores, he just changed the medicine for Qingzhu.

"Why did you save us?" Feng Lian said with a sullen face, looking deeply at Shen Pan's face with her long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Good people have reasons too.Shen Pan helped him out of affection six years ago, he could understand.Now, if his actions were found out, it would be tantamount to setting himself on fire.

He doesn't understand why.Shen Pan will do this for him.

At this moment, Shen Pan's heart was turbulent, as if being galloped by thousands of horses.Looking at Feng Lian, who was serious and puzzled.Shen Pan, who had already been questioned by Fan Song once, was not fluctuating in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

Now I can understand their thoughts.Anyone who walks down the street and is presented with a heavy piece of gold by a stranger will feel uneasy.

Shen Pan was a little helpless, but still had a sullen face.He can't always say, "Thank you for using him in the previous life, trusting him, allowing him a military career, and letting him kill his enemies?"

Regardless of the reason, Shen Pan couldn't tell him.He couldn't tell him about the sourness and hardship of the previous life.Obviously in this life, he is determined to help him create a prosperous and prosperous world.

Shen Pan's mind fluttered, but he thought of a good excuse for a moment.

"I might as well tell you." Shen Pan sighed.He silently lowered his head.It seems difficult to talk about it, but the heavy one is inexplicably moving before the lecture begins.In fact, Shen Pan, who has always been upright and sincere, was racking his brains thinking about how to make a good reason.

"I might as well tell you." Shen Pan rubbed his nose, sat down next to Feng Lian, and began to perform after a thousand turns.

"Do you know that I am the eldest son of the Prince of Yasukuni?" Shen Pan sighed. "My father is General Huaiyuan who died in battle in the 26th year of Wenqing."

"Pingyuanpo?" Feng Lian's eyes froze.As far as he knew, in the 26th year of the Wenqing Dynasty, the inexplicable battle of Pingyuanpo was the beginning of the feud between Ningguo and Lieguo.

"Yes." Shen Pan was a little disconcerted, he seemed to be sad when he mentioned something sad, but he was slowly thinking in his heart, how good should he say this?

"The reason for helping you is revenge." Shen Pan sighed quietly, hesitating to speak in the dull words.

"If you don't want to, I'll find someone else. I can't take revenge openly, but I can always come secretly!" This sentence is much richer, and it's a bit tricky. There is a restrained anger in the sentence, and you can't ask for it. His indignation, coupled with the vibrating stone table, was extremely vivid.

Human potential is indeed infinite.How honest and upright Shen Pan was in the past?To be forced to tell a lie that is so emotional, touching, and makes people want to cry.

Feng Lian broke his thoughts only after filling his mind with a heart-stirring, heart-wrenching and sad scene, the hero died in vain with tears in his eyes, and the strong man bleeds and loses his soul.

I was relieved.

I'm not afraid that Shen Pan will ask for something, but I'm afraid that he won't ask for anything.Even if they don't know what is the secret behind it, but if they know there is a hidden secret, Feng Lian wants to try it.

Feng Lian realized that she wanted to agree to Shen Pan more than she imagined in her heart.

This is a great opportunity.This cage has imprisoned him for six years, which should be enough.Feng Lian lowered her eyes, letting the early morning sun shine on his pale face, opening and closing her eyelids, and slightly curling her lips into a slight smile. "You have taken care of me for six years, even if you want to repay your kindness, I should help you. But have you thought about it? This is the crime of beheading. Your ideas are too bold. If you get involved with me, you will not be reborn. .”

Listen, Fenglian is Fenglian.What he said was high-sounding, dignified and generous, with a certain amount of advance and retreat.Shen Pan was stunned for a moment.

"What's the point? How long can one live? What's the point of always being like a salted fish?" Shen Pan smiled honestly.With the most sincere pleasure in his eyes.

Fenglian is an eagle, well, a young eagle.He should express his spirit in the vast and boundless world and scold Fang Qiu.The important thing is that Feng Lian gave him the minimum trust.

This trust was hard-won, and he racked his brains to tell a lie in exchange for it.

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A few days are fleeting, and Shen Pan went back to Yasukuni Mansion to bother his third uncle every day.

The Jing'an Courtyard should have been peaceful and elegant.But under Shen Pan's silent teasing, he became restless and noisy.

"In the beginning of autumn, Yunshou Academy can recruit students from all over the world. Why do you have to sneak in?" Shen Qing was extremely annoyed by Shen Pan.It's been hot these days.He can't wait to stick to the ice every day, who knows that his nephew has some kind of cramp, and he keeps coming to find work for him.

"I can't get in the exam." Shen Pan played shamelessly ignorantly.Squatting in his third uncle's room.Beads of sweat rolled down, Shen Pan panted heavily, staring at the ice basin next to his third uncle with green eyes.

It's just too hot.

"That won't work either." Shen Qing turned over impatiently on the imperial concubine's couch, too lazy to look at his nephew's stubborn appearance.

How did it grow crooked?Not to mention growing up to be as wise and powerful as his own father, but at least to be able to show his own elegance and beauty.Why is it such a rough guy with a blushing face and a puffy neck?

It's not that Shen Pan is not handsome, or that Shen Pan is not beautiful.There is beauty like this, gentle and moist like jade; there is king like this, the mountains stand tall;Don't let him have a good time, how can he wear a dusty bunt all day long?Zhiwu knows how to change the color every day.

Shen Qing felt so helpless and regretful for Shen Pan's cold and handsome face that was made of copper and steel.The cold and cold young master insisted on dressing up like a casual martial artist.

"Why can't it work? It's just a poking thing." Shen Pan said in a low voice.He is not ashamed to speak out for his unappealing request.

Without morals, anything is possible.Shen Pan has learned the essence of this eight-character mantra.

"Bah." Shen Qing was so angry that he had nothing to say.Thinking of the poke on the veil last time, his expression changed.He gritted his teeth at Shen Pan. "Did you tell me? If you don't want to take the exam, don't go in."

"Zhiwu, invite the young master out." Shen Qing pretended to be dead and lay motionless on the imperial concubine's couch.

Hearing that Shen Pan was motionless, he had to close his eyes and open his mouth. "Young master, if you don't leave, throw it out."

"Alright." There was a burst of cheering laughter outside. "Master, why didn't you say it earlier."

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Yes, third uncle is angry.let's go.Save yourself a moment of indignity.

Shen Pan glanced at his third uncle and had to sigh.When he went out, he stared fiercely at Zhiwu who was sitting on the tree and eating grapes leisurely.

"Master? Please?" Zhiwu smiled at him.As soon as the grape skin was spat out, it flew in the sky.

"After knowing martial arts, don't let it fall into Lao Tzu's hands again."

After speaking, Shi Shi ran out.

Zhiwu was left scratching his nose in the book.

He said, the young master has become stingy.

Naturally, Shen Pan would not respond to Zhiwu's slander.Shen Pan returned to the Jingqing courtyard with a sullen face, and took a bath with a bucket of well water.

The dusty bunt was quickly picked off, Shen Pan closed the door, and stood naked by the well to walk the bird.

The perfect and delicate bronze skin is so □□ in the blue sky and white sun, under the scorching sun.The perfect mermaid line on the burly body snaked down the sides, and the tight muscles glowed full of light in the sun.

Shen Pan wandered his eyes over himself, and was extremely satisfied with his young and beautiful body.

Relax your body, bend down, fill a bucket of water, and lift it up steadily.

"Boss, boss." The loud voice was louder than Xia Chan's.

Before Shen Pan poured the bucket of water on it, he heard Sun Zirui calling him at the top of his voice.

The bucket was still frozen in mid-air, Shen Pan stared blankly, looking for the sound, two people appeared in the shade of the wall.

Sun Zirui's face was full of joy, filled with boundless enthusiasm for his boss.The other Fan Song, with a smile on his face, lowered his eyebrows and stared at his lower body meaningfully.

That look was too meaningful, so meaningful that Shen Pan's body was motionless without wind, and a layer of goosebumps arose.