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line, and gradually filled the two small cups.

Ji Chang watched his movements in amazement, and couldn't help but say, "Yan...Han...King Qin..."

Shen You was completely helpless, he turned his head to look at his little brother while holding two cups, and said softly: "It's just a title, you should call me Yan Qing."

After tonight, there probably won't be another chance like this.

"What are you going to do?" Li Mingzhang folded his arms and looked at him, guarding Ji Chang behind him, "Didn't Mo Chuan want to get rid of us two rebels in public at the ceremony? Why can't we bear it now?" Living?"

Seeing the two of them protecting each other unconsciously, Shen You felt a faint warmth rising in her heart that had no strength to hurt anymore.

He pulled himself together, handed over the two cups, and then turned his head silently.

He didn't want to watch the farewell scene of life and death.

Li Mingzhang held the glass tightly, and seemed to want to pour that glass of wine on Han Cheng's face, but he didn't do that after all - there was not much time left, and he hadn't seen enough of his lover.

Ji Chang grinned at Li Mingzhang, drank the wine like a rush, and choked himself to cough again and again.

Li Mingzhang wiped the corners of his mouth fondly and drank the wine.

Then they held hands, their faces full of contentment and peace.

Ji Chang hesitated for a moment, but stepped forward to give Han Cheng a hug: "Yan Qing... I'm sorry, I shouldn't take my anger out on you," he sniffled, his eyes turned red, "I'm just scared, but I'm not afraid now."

He also showed the same warm smile to Han Cheng: "You will be well in the future, and you will be very happy... You are too cold, I don't know who can warm you up."

Shen You looked at him in a daze, and unexpectedly remembered the little junior sister whose memory had gradually blurred.

Although these pure and warm children always make people helpless or hurt others inadvertently, they still bring more happiness to others.

He skillfully reached out to touch Ji Chang's hair for the last time, and he actually broke into a smile.

It's not a sneer, it's not a polite smile, that smile is like a spring sun suddenly appearing, instantly disintegrating the coldness of the whole body.

Li Mingzhang refrained from coming forward to sneer, and reluctantly admitted that what Ji Chang said before made sense, Hancheng was never a cold-hearted sword.

It's just that he deserves to smile more.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about this question, a familiar warm current suddenly rose from his stiff limbs, which shocked him so much that he was almost stunned.

Ji Chang also felt something was wrong at the same time, he raised his right hand in surprise, the feeling of regaining strength was like a dream...so good that he didn't want to wake up.

He stared blankly at Han Cheng, and suddenly burst into tears.

Shen You smiled again - he laughed more today than since he came to this world - pushed Ji Chang and sent him into Li Mingzhang's arms.

Then he took out a small sandalwood box from his sleeve, which contained two identification documents, two guides, a silver ticket, and a land deed for a house in a remote place.

"You go out through the back door now, my personal guards are waiting there, they will arrange for you to leave the city, and they will always be by your side afterwards."

"All the necessities for daily life have been prepared in that house. From now on, as long as you don't have any special thoughts, at least food and clothing will be safe in this life."

"Li Mingzhang, treat Xiuming well. My thirty personal guards are both protecting and monitoring you. You'd better not let him down...don't seek your own death."

"Go," he looked at Ji Chang tenderly, and stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of his clothes, "You never cared about Ronghua's temperament, and now you are the only one left in the direct line of the Ji family, you live well, don't worry too much .”

You don't need to know how much Han Cheng once liked you.

"Don't...Yan Qing!" Ji Chang violently wanted to break away from Li Mingzhang who was hugging him, tears crisscrossed his face, "You, you come with us, what are you doing here, Mo Chuan will kill you of!"

"No," Shen You actually kept smiling. He stood with his hands behind his back in the darkened courtyard, as if he was about to blend into the boundless night, "Even if he is concerned about fame, he will not kill me."

"No..." Ji Chang shook his head in despair—no matter how naive he was, he understood what would happen if a prince like Han Cheng, who had already made great achievements, let go of the two of them privately.

Li Mingzhang pulled Ji Chang with all his strength, took a light breath, and felt his nose a little sore.

He suddenly discovered that although he thought he had taken Han Cheng seriously, he had never really understood what kind of person he was.

Who can understand Hancheng?He firmly protected his soft heart with thick ice, not allowing outsiders to see even a single crack.

Shen You nodded to him: "Take him away."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward neatly and knocked Ji Chang unconscious with a palm, and sat back before the stone table with his sleeves thrown back, with his back to the two of them, and never looked back.

After a while, he felt that the breath of the two people had disappeared.

Gan Song sighed: "He knelt down for you, Xianjun," the young boy bared his teeth for a while, "Why am I still so sad when I know you're acting?"

"Because it's real," Shen You said with a smile, "This is the real Han Cheng, and this is his life."

He looked up at the moon in the sky—a first-quarter moon, thin and pure, dazzlingly bright, but cold and hurtful.

He raised his hand to take off the purple gold crown, threw it aside casually, and then made the thick and luxurious royal robe on his body in the same way.

That's how he took refuge in Mo Chuan back then, and now he will return everything to him, plus the thousands of miles of beautiful country.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mo Chuan: What's wrong!Take off your clothes if you disagree!Take off your clothes if you disagree!What do you take me for!

Shen You: "Oh."

Mo Chuan: "Oh!?"

Shen You: [Reluctantly picked it up] "Then I'll put it on."

Mo Chuan: "Forget it baby, don't take it off later, it's too troublesome hehehe."

Shen You: "..."

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