This is the country in exchange for ministers

When he followed Ming Qiong to die generously that day, why didn't he regret it?

How regrettable?How about hate?They can't end well after all.After all, he will be smashed to pieces under the crush of the gears of fate.

He can't be both loyal and righteous.He couldn't do it either, turning a blind eye to Mingqiong.

Since Ming Qiong chose the path for him.Then he has only one death.Before he faces the dying Feng Lian and things are right and wrong, close his eyes first.

But he knew that after Ming Qiong had done something, Feng Lian would not be able to escape that miserable fate.

His so-called saving the festival with death was just because he didn't want to see the unsatisfactory ending.

He's dead, it's over.It just made the tragic result even more depressing.

But he never thought that he could be born again.

Then come to the fleeting time when the army and horses are squatting.He can help Feng Lian go home, he can hold Ming Qiong in his arms.He could even imagine the beauty that he could not even hope for in his previous life.

Like this, looking at the beautiful full moon on Luoxiantai.

"The moon on Luoxiantai. It wasn't like this before." Shen Pan murmured leaning on the stone pillar.Stretch out your hand and reach out to the vast sky that is one with the darkness.

"It's not like this, what's it like?" Under the cool night breeze, Ming Qiong was wearing Shen Pan's large black robe.Crouching on the steps at Shen Pan's feet, a pair of eyes gleamed black under the faint light of Xingzi. The child was starving, holding the crispy chicken he just bought from Tianxianglou, his hands were full of oil.

I thought about buying dinner and hurried back.But was brought here by Shen Pan.He is well-behaved, Shen Pan looked at the moon over there, and he just looked at Shen Pan, eating crispy chicken.

This crispy chicken is really delicious.He has never eaten anything from Tianxianglou, and he hasn't eaten such food for a long time.

alone.cold.Shen Pan smiled lightly, thinking back to him.But he frowned and didn't speak.

At that time, when Feng Lian came here, he would always be deeply saddened.Even if you barely watch the moon and drink, how can you see the elegance of the moon?

"I haven't been here before, so I don't know." Shen Pan murmured. .Looking back, she looked at the innocent and well-behaved Mingqiong on the ground and smiled. "Sure enough, watching the moon also depends on who you are with."

"Who were you with before!" The child choked up.For a moment, the tears were crystal clear, falling in the corners of the eyes, more vivid than the morning dew.

"Alone." Shen Pan was fascinated.Knelt down and wiped away his tears gently.The rough fingertips scratched his face, causing Ming Qiong to mutter in a low voice.

"What's the point of looking at the moon alone?"

"So I'll drag you to see it." Shen Pan smiled.Pulling Mingqiong up, wiped his greasy face with his sleeve.Suddenly said faintly. "Do you want to know who I am?"

"I don't want to." Mingqiong asked him to wipe his mouth in a good manner.I don't even want to answer it.

"But you ate my chicken." Shen Pan suddenly changed his face.Roughly.

"Then I'll pay you back?" Ming Qiong blinked.Eyelashes flicker.Look serious and pitiful.

"No need." Shen Pan pondered.Pu Chi laughed. "You just have to hear who I am."

"Okay. Then who are you?" Ming Qiong rubbed Shen Pan's sleeve and wiped his hands by the way.asked casually.

"I'm Shen Pan. Ming Qiong. You remember it well." Shen Pan's eyes were heavy.murmured softly.Not as gentle as a nine-foot stout man.

The lights on Luoxiantai were bright and bright, illuminating Ming Qiong's thin face.

"I see. Your name is Shen Pan." Ming Qiong replied softly.He raised his head and looked at the same restless sky.

Tonight, the galaxy is full of stars.

The bright moonlight shines in the Milky Way, calmly exuding a clear brilliance.The faint white air floated up, forming a layer of veil for the clear night sky.

No one knew that the eyes of the person who looked up at the sky were filled with mist, and the dark eyes that had never flowed out were mediating in those bright eyes.

When Ming Qiong returned to Qinghan Palace in the middle of the night, he vomited all over the floor.

The cool breeze was blowing, and the stout man hurriedly fetched water.His face was still pale with fright while scrubbing him.

"It's a pity. Such a delicious chicken." Ming Qiong was slender, and she looked even thinner when lying on the bed.Looking at the pool of filth that I vomited out, I really feel distressed.What a good thing, but he spit it all out.

"What a pity?" Shen Pan frowned and pursed his lips.Sitting by the bed, she served him tea and rinsed his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth.Seeing the sickly look of the little boy, Bi Sheng just kept his head down, but unfortunately, he didn't know how to feel sorry for himself.

My heart is even more depressed.Taking a deep breath, he patiently told himself that this is the ancestor, the ancestor, the ancestor.Gently, she wiped his face. "Will Tianxianglou escape? If you like it, I will buy it every day and eat it with you."

"But I'll throw up after eating." Ming Qiong blinked innocently.look up.Please smile.

"I was negligent." Shen Pan sighed.He patted his smooth black hair.The candlelight was flickering, and even Shen Pan, who had big eyebrows and big eyes, seemed a little soft. "You haven't eaten any meat for a long time. How can you eat it by yourself? Only by doing it step by step can you bear it."

Why didn't he think of it.Mingqiong has eaten porridge for so many years.Where can I stand a violent meal?

this person.He just wanted to do everything possible to treat him well.There is also a process to pile up all the things in front of him.

Here Shen Pan was angry and blamed himself, but the child on the bed frowned with a smile.The delicate and delicate face couldn't hide the happiness.

"You are so kind to me." Ming Qiong held his hand to wipe her face.The corners of the mouth are raised.His eyes were blurred for a moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking. "You don't need to buy it for me. I was just joking with you just now. Tianxianglou won't run away but stay in the palace, how can you sneak out every day?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Pan ruthlessly brushed Ming Qiong's hair.With a grin and a simple and honest smile.

His Ming Qiong is a reciprocator.If you treat him well, he will treat you wholeheartedly.

What a well-behaved and sensible child.However, after so many years, he has never met anyone who treats him sincerely.

His Myung Joon is also pathetic.

Shen Pan's face darkened.There is astringency in my heart.There was a twinkle in his eyes.The words came out. "It's a big deal, let's go out of the palace. The sky is high and the birds are flying, how cramped is this palace?"

He was answered by soundless silence.Like time stopped.Only a touch of sadness meanders and flows in the silent silence.It seems to meander to the heart and flow to the heart.

"Here, where can I go out of the palace at will?" It was Ming Qiong who woke up first.Ming Qiong let go of Shen Pan's hand abruptly, and panicked.Eyes lowered, curly eyelashes fluttering, rising and falling.

Shen Pan lowered his eyes and remained silent.Seeing Ming Qiong in such panic and fear, she didn't know what to do.I had no choice but to withdraw my hands, hide them in my sleeves, squeezed my fists, and said calmly. "I was the one who was abrupt."

He wants to take him away, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, the sky is high for birds to fly.He wants to take him.No matter where you go, just avoid this treacherous situation and escape their unpredictable fate.

But can he?The situation in Lieguo is uncertain, and the dust in Ningguo is still uncertain.He did not take revenge.The strange poison on Fenglian's body has not yet been cured.

What kind of impulse did he have, wanting to escape everything with his Mingqiong?

Shen Pan sighed.I loosened my clenched hands and felt a little headache.

If he walks away.Even if you can go for a while, you can't escape the leisure for a lifetime.Conscience will not give him peace of mind.

not the right time yet.

Shen Pan is silent.Downcast.Look bleak.Looking at the submissive Ming Qiong, I feel heartbroken even more.

"It's not your abruptness." A crisp voice suddenly sounded. "It's just. I..." Ming Qiong raised his head suddenly, his eyes were burning, and after a while, he sank down again, as if he had been beaten. "Thank you anyway."

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I made up 1000hhhhh, sorry.Today is still today's Ang.