Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Nangongying was silent for a while, and said to Ye Tang with an ugly face: "Don't forget where you are from after leaving for so many years, even if you have become a national teacher in Beiyang, you are still from Dongling Kingdom That's all."

Ye Tang was silent and did not speak.

So Nangongying gritted her teeth, sighed softly, and slowed down her tone: "You are the national teacher of Beiyang, and you care about the people of Beiyang, but don't forget, the people here are also your people."

"I know." Ye Tang replied calmly.

"It's best like this." Nangong Ying snorted coldly, then gave Han Jin a cold look, turned and left.

After he left, Ye Tang lowered his eyes tiredly and looked at Han Jin's face.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Tang lay down under the quilt, slowly slipped into Han Jin's arms, and gently leaned against Han Jin's chest.

After a while, the clothes on Han Jin's chest were wet with Ye Tang's tears, and there was an irregular mark on the black clothes.

Ye Tang didn't expect that even with his eyes closed, tears would still flow down his face.

So he laughed self-deprecatingly, and then said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself: "It's my fault that I couldn't walk with His Majesty... Don't be sad anymore..."

When Han Jin woke up the next day, he didn't know what he and Ye Tang had done last night, but felt a splitting headache.

And Ye Tang had already woken up, he was dressed in white clothes meticulously, sitting on the bedside, binding his hair, with a hair tie in his mouth.

Seeing that Han Jin had woken up, Ye Tang lowered his eyes to look at him, but didn't speak.

After a while, Han Jin got up silently and moved to Ye Tang's side, stretched out his hand and slowly wrapped his waist around him, hugged him tightly, and then buried his head on Ye Tang's back.

Ye Tang didn't refuse either, and let Han Jin hold her, and continued to tie up her hair.

Then Ye Tang stretched out his hand and patted Han Jin's hand around his waist: "Come on, I'll help His Majesty tie your hair."

Han Jin was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then said hesitantly: "But... can it be?"

"En." Ye Tang nodded slightly.

Only then did Han Jin obediently let go of Ye Tang, straightened his clothes and stood up, sat down beside the bed, while Ye Tang stood up to help him tie his hair.

"I'll see you off later." Ye Tang said to Han Jin while fixing Han Jin's hair.

"I don't want to leave." Han Jin said in a muffled voice immediately.

Ye Tang didn't speak, but continued to help him tie up his hair and tied it with a headband.

"Let's go." Ye Tang said to Han Jin aloud.

Han Jin's eye circles immediately turned red.

Ye Tang stretched out his hand towards him, motioning for Han Jin to put his hand up and lead him by himself.

But Han Jin just remained stubbornly silent, without any action.

"Let's go?" Ye Tang could only ask aloud.

"...you go back with me." Han Jin gritted his teeth hard and said word by word.

Ye Tang didn't speak, but slowly lowered his outstretched hand.

"I know I was wrong... Come back with me, I can't live without you... I must not, I know I have done many wrong things before." Han Jin whispered, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

Ye Tang's expression was calm, without any disturbance, just watching him quietly.

Han Jin was suddenly at a loss.

No matter what time it was, Ye Tang was able to make him wonder what to do.

The two remained in a stalemate for a long time.

In the end, Han Jin stood up abruptly, picked up his long sword from the bedside, pulled it out, turned around, and handed the hilt to Ye Tang.

"What do you mean?" Ye Tang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes to meet Han Jin's.

"If you don't want to come back to me..." Han Jin blinked slightly, and a large crystal tear fell down.

He quickly sniffed and held back his tears, not wanting to appear so weak and incompetent in front of Ye Tang.

"You won't forgive me, you won't go back with me, you don't want to walk with me...then there is no meaning for me to live, you can kill me." Han Jin gritted his teeth, his voice choked slightly.

As he spoke, he sent the long sword in his hand forward a few points.

Ye Tang looked down at the sword in Han Jin's hand with calm eyes.

After a while, he said slowly, "What are you doing?"

"If I didn't suddenly find out that you are still alive, do you know what I originally planned?" Han Jin's voice was a little higher, and he said with some excitement: "I plan to wait for Beiyang to be completely stable, and then I will accompany you." You... but being able to die in your hands now is much better than what I thought at the beginning."

Ye Tang laughed mockingly.

Han Jin pursed his lips aggrievedly, and slowly lowered the hand holding the long sword.

Then he directly pressed the tip of the sword against his heart, and was about to stab it without hesitation.

Ye Tang frowned slightly, reached out to hold Han Jin's hand, and stopped his movement: "Stop."

Han Jin's eyes were red, and he couldn't listen to Ye Tang's words at all. Instead, he tried to stab his heart even harder.

"Stop." Ye Tang's face changed slightly, and he controlled Han Jin's hand more forcefully, preventing him from continuing to exert force.

"I don't! If you don't want me, then I don't want to live." With a strong hand, Han Jin broke free from Ye Tang's hand, and then he was about to stab the sharp point of the sword into his chest.

Seeing that his hands could no longer hold Han Jin's, a trace of panic finally flashed in Ye Tang's eyes.

I saw that he slapped Han Jin's palm hard, but he didn't hit the acupoint accurately, and instead made Han Jin stab his chest harder.

"Han Funian! I said stop!" Ye Tang grabbed Han Jin's hand vigorously, his voice suddenly became serious.

Hearing Ye Tang speak to him in such a stern tone, Han Jin stopped almost subconsciously, his face paled a little.

In the past, whenever Ye Tang spoke to him in such a tone, he would know that Ye Tang was angry. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still kept this habit.

"...Put down the sword." Ye Tang's expression was very ugly, and when he saw Han Jin stop, his expression became better.

"You obviously care about me." Han Jin just whispered, and didn't put down his sword.

Ye Tang took a step forward angrily, and slammed his elbow on Han Jin's arm. Han Jin only felt numbness in his arm, and subconsciously let go of his fingers, and the long sword fell to the ground with a sound.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tang stretched out his hand to hold Han Jin's shoulder, bent his knee and slammed into Han Jin's lower abdomen hard. Han Jin's expression changed, and he let out a muffled grunt, and his body immediately went limp.

Han Jin didn't expect Ye Tang to attack him at all, and it was the kind that beat him to death.

He bent down and covered his lower abdomen with his hands, only feeling that his stomach was overwhelmed, which was very uncomfortable.

But Ye Tang didn't stop the movement in his hands, he grabbed Han Jin's collar with one hand, and continued to punch Han Jin several times in the stomach with the other hand.

There was no hesitation in his movements, and every blow was extremely hard.

Han Jin never fought back, and was thrown out by Ye Tang's blows.

Ye Tang, on the other hand, stood aside and watched coldly as he spit out all his bile.

"...Your Majesty's thoughts are naive enough to force you to die." Ye Tang looked down at Han Jin and sneered.

After Han Jin vomited, his whole body was dizzy, and he still laughed when he heard Ye Tang's words: "I never knew you knew martial arts, it must have been hard to pretend for so many years..."

When he saved Su Zixi with his sword before, and with his current skills, Han Jin can even be sure that he is no worse than Mo An.

But he never knew about Ye Tang's martial arts skills for so many years.

Ye Tang didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

"It's good that Tang'er is willing to hit me. If you don't want to use a sword, you can just beat me to death like this. In short... if you don't leave, I won't leave." Han Jin coughed lightly twice, and said stubbornly.

"Must it be like this?" Ye Tang lowered his eyes to look at him, his voice had already returned to calm.

Han Jin lowered his eyes, and his eye sockets were slightly red.

After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "It has to be like this, otherwise I won't leave...I'm not afraid of death..."

"Beiyang still needs you." Ye Tang said lightly.

Han Jin immediately sneered when he heard the words: "Nothing is as good as you, I only want you."

Ye Tang was silent for a long time without speaking.

Han Jin, on the other hand, squatted on the spot all the time, suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes forcefully, sucked his nose, feeling so wronged in his heart that he couldn't say a word.

Ye Tang looked at him, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Han Jin shook his head, but did not speak.

Ye Tang was silent for a while, then stepped forward and took Han Jin's hand: "Get up."

"No." Han Jin gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice, as if he was angry with Ye Tang.

Ye Tang's eyes darkened slightly: "It might be useful when you were eight years old."

Han Jin knew that he had been ridiculed by Ye Tang, and he didn't dare to continue like this, so he could only get up with an aggrieved expression, and let Ye Tang lead him to sit down on the stool.

Ye Tang poured him a glass of water to rinse his mouth, and then wiped off the cold sweat from his pain with a handkerchief.

Then Ye Tang was about to throw away the handkerchief, Han Jin quickly reached out to stop it.

"Give it to me if you don't want it." Han Jin said awkwardly.

Ye Tang glanced at him, then slowly let go of his hand, allowing Han Jin to take the handkerchief.

Han Jin carefully folded the handkerchief and put it in his belt.

Then Han Jin took out the fan that Ye Tang used before from his sleeve.

"I'll give it back to you." Han Jin said to Ye Tang aloud.

Ye Tang reached out to take the folding fan, and looked at it quietly for a while with downcast eyes.

"You don't want it?" Ye Tang asked Han Jin out loud.

Han Jin shook his head, did not speak, his face was a little ugly, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead again.

Ye Tang looked at him for a while, then took the medicine for Han Jin to take.

He himself knew how much suffering the few blows just now were, and it was already extraordinary for Han Jin to still be able to speak normally.Recommend a new book~

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