Nanyang County belonged to Shannan Road. The highest official in Nanyang was the governor, and the governor's seat was in Rang County.
Now the emperor said that Yan Shang should go to Nanyang to be a county magistrate, which actually meant that Yan Shang should go to Rang County, the capital of Nanyang Prefecture, to be a county magistrate.
That is to say, the governor of Nanyang and the magistrate of Rang County would live in Rang County all year round. On one side was the magistrate's office, and on the other side was the governor's office.
As the most powerful family in Nanyang, the Jiang family, the governor of Nanyang was actually from the Jiang family.
The emperor's intention of letting the county magistrate Yan Shang go against the governor who was from the Jiang family was obvious.
Yan Shang sighed softly.
I felt a little tired and an inexplicable chill.
The emperor did not allow him to stay in Chang'an, because if he stayed in Chang'an, in the case of a falling out with the crown prince, in order to protect himself, Yan Shang would easily choose to cooperate with the King of Qin. But the emperor obviously did not intend to let the King of Qin have an easy time. As soon as Yan Shang was released from prison, the emperor immediately sent Yan Shang out to cut off the King of Qin's foundation.
Of course, under normal circumstances, a county magistrate cannot have any influence on the governor of a state.
However, who made the new county magistrate Yan Shang, the one who caused such a scene in Chang'an?
As for Shang's own life or death, in the eyes of the emperor, it probably didn't matter. If he was alive, that was good, he would be supported to continue to ascend to the throne; if he died, that was fine, he would just find someone else to support him.
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After leaving the palace, Yan Shang was in front and Liu Wenzhi followed behind.
Liu Wenji observed Yan Shang. Yan Shang was wearing an old snow-blue robe, with a slender body and a thin body like a bamboo. Just from his back, one could tell that he had a good complexion and good temperament. However, for such a person, every time he took a step, his back would inevitably stiffen slightly.
Liu Wenzhi looked at the hand that fell from Yan Shang's sleeve again, and vaguely saw a scab on the back of the other's hand.
Looking at the other person again, he found that his cheekbones were extremely thin, and there was a hint of dryness between his eyebrows and eyes.
Liu Wenzhi thought to himself, he didn’t know whether the imprisonment had any impact on Yan Shang’s spirit, but it at least caused indelible damage to his body.
Liu Wenji felt uncomfortable because he felt that Yan Shang was imprisoned because of him. Although he tried every means to speak for Yan Shang in front of the emperor afterwards... Liu Wenji heard Yan Shang whisper: "Thank you."
Only the two of them left the palace, and the nearest palace maids were two feet away from Yan Shang. Yan Shang had his back to Liu Wen Ji, but he could only say this to Liu Wen Ji.
Liu Wenji paused, lowered his head, and tried to cover up his words: "Thank me for what?"
Yan Shang: "Your Majesty asked me to be sent out, and you must have contributed to it. Chang'an is not safe for me now, but Nanyang is better."
Liu Wenzhi didn't say anything, but a hint of smile appeared in his eyes with his face lowered.
Of course he spoke up for Yan Shang. He only saw this feeling of helping behind the scenes and being seen through by the person involved in Yan Shang again and again.
Liu Wenji whispered: "I want to thank you too."
This time, Yan Shang was silent.
Yan Shang looked over the white jade steps in front of the palace and over the double-eaved brackets. He knew that Liu Wenji was thanking Zhang Shiyilang. Zhang Shiyilang had abolished Liu Wenji, and Yan Shang had Zhang Shiyilang imprisoned by the Ministry of Justice this time. After that, he would be punished for multiple crimes and Zhang Shiyilang might be exiled.
Yan Shang did help Liu Wenzhi, and he accepted Liu Wenzhi's thanks.
Liu Wenji glanced at Yan Shang's profile and whispered, "Nanyang is a rich place, so being a county magistrate is actually not bad. Moreover, you were previously a seventh-rank official, while the Nanyang County Magistrate is a seventh-rank official. This is considered a promotion, which is also a good thing."
Yan Shang smiled slightly.
It seemed like a promotion, but in reality it was a demotion. Just as Mu Wanyao had told him before, the difference between officials in Beijing and local officials was as huge as the gap between heaven and earth.
Thinking of Mu Wanyao, Yan Shang's thick eyelashes trembled and he lowered his eyes.
He asked: "Did you cause Luo Xiu's death?"
Liu Wenzhi was stunned.
Then he said calmly, “No.”
Yan Shang turned his head and glanced at him, without probing anything. Perhaps he had already made up his mind and was now unable to do anything. He only said, "Take care of yourself."
Liu Wenji's eyes narrowed, and he raised his voice with a hint of the sharpness and harshness unique to eunuchs: "Your servant respectfully bids farewell to Yan Erlang--"
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In Liu Wenzhi's eyes, as long as Yan Shang was sent out of Chang'an, Luo Xiu's case would become an unsolved case and the end would be like this.
But Luo Xiu had actually been wary of Liu Wenzhi for a long time.
Luo Xiu didn't think that the other party would show leniency to a eunuch who killed two people in order to get to the top.
When the people in Chang'an of the Great Wei were in turmoil because of the case of the Ministry of Revenue, in the southern barbarian land, the Wuman King Meng Zaishi welcomed a southern barbarian who had escaped from Chang'an of the Great Wei with great difficulty in his tent.
The southern barbarian who escaped was Luo Xiu's close follower. He was kneeling at Meng Zaishi's feet, covered in mud. He told the story with tears and hatred, about how Liu Wenji had chased them to cover up his past, how he had changed his clothes, and how he had fled Chang'an like a frightened bird...
Meng Zaishi thought thoughtfully: "Really? Luo Xiu suffered."
He stood in front of this close follower of Luo Xiu, but in his heart he was thinking that it was okay for Luo Xiu to die, anyway it would not be a loss to him. He showed his concern for this close follower affectionately, leaning down and pretending to help him up. When the close follower lowered his head and was moved, Meng Zaishi's hand was placed on his shoulder, and he flicked his fingers and slowly grabbed his Adam's apple.
This is a throat-squeezing move that can kill you.
But Meng Zaishi paused halfway through his action, helped his attendant up, and sighed in a sad tone.
At the same time, the felt curtain was opened from the outside, and the ground shook violently from far away. The furious Nanman King Ale shouted like thunder: "Luo Xiu is dead? The Great Wei actually killed our envoy? Does the Great Wei not take us Nanman seriously?!"
Meng Zaishi quietly stepped back, spreading his hands to express his regret, and allowed the majestic King Ale to pinch the pale-faced attendant and gently pinch him to bring him in front of him. King Ale began to curse the treacherous and ulterior motives of the Wei Dynasty in the southern barbarian language.
Meng Zaishi smiled as he observed the young King Ale. He was in his thirties, in the prime of his life. He was fat and broad-minded, and walked like a small mountain. His hair was oiled and combed into a whip, and he wore a mink fur coat. He was dressed just like a southern barbarian king.
Meng Zaishi left Wei and joined the King of Nanman. On the one hand, he developed the culture of Wuman, and on the other hand, he used the small country he borrowed from Wei to please King Ale, helping King Ale to conquer the entire Nanman. Now, Wuman King Meng Zaishi has become the most capable minister of the King of Nanman.
Some people advised King Ale that King Wuman had evil ambitions and could not be trusted. King Ale was also skeptical at first, but Meng Zaishi not only refused to let Wuman fall into a war, but he and his subordinates fought bravely in battle and once saved King Ale who was shot by an arrow on the battlefield... From then on, King Ale was extremely convinced by Meng Zaishi.
At this time, Meng Zaishi listened to King Ale's scolding for a long time, and it seemed that he was about to issue a declaration of war to the Wei Dynasty and start a war. Meng Zaishi touched the map in his arms. It was the one that the attendant had just given him. After all, Luo Xiu sent someone to deliver the map to the Nanman, but there was no news, so of course he would be suspicious and make other preparations.
This time, when the attendant escaped, he carried with him the Chang'an map that Luo Xiu and Liu Wenzhi had negotiated on that day.
It’s a pity that the information about Chang’an that Luo Xiu obtained from Liu Wenzhi will never be known to anyone because the southern barbarians have no written language.
Meng Zaishi said to the furious King Ale: "Your Majesty, it is not appropriate for us to go to war with Wei now."
King Ale calmed down and said, "Yes, we should unify the Southern Barbarians first... But letting Wei go is not pleasant!"
Meng Zaishi said casually: "Send some soldiers to harass the border of Wei. Your Majesty, as the King of the Southern Barbarians, send a letter to Wei to condemn their behavior. Tell Wei that if the murderer who killed Luo Xiu is not handed over, the Southern Barbarians will go to war with Wei."
King Ale pondered and said, "No, since we know who in the Wei Dynasty is in contact with Luo Xiu, we should be able to use him in the future. It would be a pity to kill him."
Meng Zaishi thought it was a pity that this fat guy actually still had a brain.
Meng Zaishi laughed and said, "Then just send a letter of condemnation."
King Ale agreed. After all, the Southern Barbarians really couldn't spare much time to deal with the Wei Dynasty.
Meng Zaishi walked out of the tent and slowly took out the Chang'an map that the attendant had just given him. He looked down at it for a while and found that it was no different from the Chang'an map he remembered. Meng Zaishi clicked his tongue twice and put the map away again.
It might be useful in the future.
He stayed by the side of the Southern Barbarian King, of course, not to serve him... but to find an opportunity to replace him.
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The New Year's Day in Chang'an of the Wei Dynasty was spent in a depressed atmosphere.
The emperor was ill again and did not attend the banquet. The crown prince was imprisoned in the East Palace and did not host the banquet. The one with a happy face was the King of Qin, who hosted the palace banquet this year. However, when he talked with the ministers, everyone could see a little worry from the King of Qin.
When Mu Wanyao saw that the emperor was not coming, she simply claimed to be sick and did not attend the palace banquet.
Only Prince Jin remained as honest as he had been in previous years.
The number of people attending the palace banquets this year was reduced by half, and the number of ministers was also sparse. Due to the complete destruction of the Ministry of Revenue, a huge gap in official positions appeared. The waiting officials who had failed the imperial examinations for many years picked up a good opportunity that fell from the sky. In the past few months, they have been working hard to find ways to squeeze into the Ministry of Revenue to fill the gaps in the Ministry of Revenue.
There was a major reshuffle of officials.
In order to cope with so many vacancies in official positions, the number of candidates for the imperial examination in the new year will be doubled. Moreover, those who pass the examination this time will not have to wait for an imperial edict, but will directly become officials. This is of course good news for scholars all over the world.
Those who are more sensitive can directly see that the doubling of the scientific research may represent the rise of the poor.
I'm afraid that the Ministry of Revenue has caused such a scene, and the aristocratic families are in the wrong, and the emperor's real purpose is to let the poor families take the throne.
The adjustment of the positions of officials in the Ministry of Revenue this year gave officials from humble backgrounds more opportunities to shine than before. After Princess Danyang began to support these officials, they formed a group and formed a subtle confrontation with those from aristocratic families in the court.
But it is still weak and there is no need to worry.
But there is hope.
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Mu Wanyao helped these officials from humble backgrounds to rise to prominence in the court step by step.
The imperial examination was just started by her father, the emperor. It has only been more than 20 years now, and the poor are not strong enough to compete with the rich. But after Mu Wanyao saw through the emperor's attitude, and because she had a falling out with the prince, she chose to take this step.
Moreover, unlike before when she helped the prince, now she is helping her father to support the poor families. She is no longer as eager and flamboyant as before when she was with the prince.
It was because at that time Mu Wanyao was afraid that she would be used as a sacrifice in the marriage with Wuman, and afraid that she would become an abandoned child. Now, although she has lost most of her power, the fear of being sent to marry has disappeared after repeatedly insinuating to the emperor.
She wasn't that worried about becoming a discarded child.
Just because... her brothers all sided with the aristocratic families, and she was the only one who sided with the poor. Even for this, her father would protect her and support her.
It is a long process for a poor man to rise to the top. You can't be impatient. Just take your time.
We can make good use of the scientific expeditions in the new year.
Mu Wanyao did not attend the palace banquet during the New Year, but she had a lot of personal connections in her mansion. From the first to the fifteenth day of the New Year, courtiers kept visiting her, introduced by her.
Moreover, Mu Wanyao knew that Yan Shang had already returned to the mansion next door.
He is recuperating at home.
But Mu Wanyao never asked or looked at him once. She was emotionally stable and calm, and the maids were also careful not to mention Yan Erlang in front of the princess.
When Mu Wanyao was dealing with these matters, he thought of the prince and couldn't help but ponder, feeling that he was a little difficult to deal with.
Because while she was busy, the prince, taking advantage of his status, also showed filial piety to the emperor at his sickbed.
He cut off his hands and feet in time and admitted his mistakes to the emperor. He used almost the same method as Mu Wanyao, using family affection to impress the emperor. So although he suffered some losses, his position as the crown prince was still preserved. The crown prince now follows the emperor every day and does not go to supervise the country. The government is controlled by the King of Qin.
There is a hidden tendency for the King of Qin to dominate the court.
The prince pretended not to know.
How could Mu Wan not be on guard against such a ruthless person who made such a decisive decision?
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The struggle was buried under a blanket of calm. After the New Year, when it was February and the court was preparing to start the imperial examination, Yan Shang also received an official letter of transfer signed by the Ministry of Personnel.
He was promoted to the rank of the seventh rank, the magistrate of Nanyang Rang County, and concurrently the junior supervisor, and was ordered to leave the capital immediately and go to Nanyang to take up his post.
Han Shuxing saw all the things Yan Shang did and was terrified. After Han Shuxing's anger subsided, he began to regret and felt that he had hurt Yan Erlang badly.
Han Shuxing didn't know how he heard rumors in the market that Yan Shang's trip would be unsafe. So after Yan Shang was released from prison, Han Shuxing firmly requested to be Yan Shang's personal guard and follow Yan Shang to Nanyang to take up his post.
After Yan Shang refused several times without success, he just let him do it.
In early February, outside the city of Chang'an, some old acquaintances came to see Yan Shang off before he left the capital.
Among them were Lin Dao and Liu Ruozhu, as well as some newly emerged ministers from humble backgrounds, and some old friends of Yan Shang who had not yet completely fallen out with him over the Ministry of Revenue incident.
Not only was Yan Shang sent out of the capital, but the former Minister of Revenue was also sent out of the capital.
Yes, the Minister of Revenue, who was only two years away from retirement, was demoted by the central government after the Ministry of Revenue was completely destroyed. The Minister of Revenue, who was over 60 years old, was sent by the court to serve as the governor of Yizhou to clean up the mess in Yizhou.
The gray-haired Minister of Revenue appeared outside the city gate, leading a horse, followed by his eldest son who came to see him off.
When the eldest son of the Minister of Revenue saw Yan Shang, his face turned cold and impatient.
The Minister of Revenue was very friendly to Yan Shang's greeting and smiled: "No problem, no problem, it's just a trip to Yizhou. Serving the country is not as bad as being old."
His son almost shed tears: "Father is already so old, and he lives in such a poor and miserable place..."
Minister of Revenue: "Nonsense. I have been in charge of the Ministry of Revenue for many years. Don't I know? Yizhou is still very rich. Don't worry."
He patted Yan Shang on the shoulder, looked at the thin young man, and joked, "Yan Suchen, the famous minister in the country? He is quite famous."
Yan Shang felt bad and whispered, "I was impulsive and got you into trouble."
The Minister of Revenue waved his hand, not wanting them to see him off. He took the wine pot from his eldest son, who was reluctant to leave, drank a big gulp of wine, and then staggered onto the horse. Two servants followed him, leading the horse. The thin old man sat on the horse, facing the sunset, and walked towards an unknown road.
The spring breeze blows along the ancient road, the willows sway, and the drizzle is like cow hair, rustling. A group of young people stand under the city wall. None of them hold an umbrella. They just stand there quietly, listening to the vicissitudes of life singing of the old man in the wind:
"Don't let anything interfere with your idle hair, for a hundred years is the best time to have a good sleep and eat well."
"This old man has commanded a hundred thousand soldiers, and Chang'an is in the northwest of the sky!"
"If you don't care about your parents, how can you talk about your children and wife!"
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It rained, but the rain was refreshing and not annoying.
Mu Wanyao and her followers came from outside the city, riding on horses, and saw a group of young people under the tower of Chang'an from afar. She had sharp eyes and saw Yan Shang at a glance.
Mu Wan's face darkened.
In order to avoid this person, I deliberately left the city, thinking that when I came back, he would have left Chang'an. Why hasn't he left yet, and is still reluctant to leave with someone under the city wall?
Seeing that the princess was unhappy, Fang Tong racked his brains to think of another way to avoid Yan Erlang; Xia Rong sat obediently on the horse, not daring to say a word.
Before they could come up with a solution, Mu Wan suddenly pointed at someone and asked, "Who is that person?"
Fang Tong looked over and said, "It's... Han Shuxing! Ah, it's him. It seems like he has followed Yan Erlang as a guard?"
Mu Wan shook his head: "Bring me the arrows."
Fang Tong: “…”
Mu Wan shook her eyes and stared at Yan Shang, who had his back to this side, and said in a harsher tone: "Bring the bow and arrow!"
Fang Tong: ...Are you going to shoot Yan Erlang?
To, to that extent?
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Under the city wall, Liu Ruozhu had tears in his eyes, and the others were also reluctant to leave.
Yan Shang laughed and said, "Okay, let's say goodbye again..."
Before he could finish his words, Han Shuxing, who was two steps behind him, suddenly stiffened his back, jumped up, and rushed towards Yan Shang: "Erlang, be careful--"
Along with this sound, Yan Shang heard a very light "clang" sound. He staggered as Han Shuxing dragged him, and Lin Dao shouted beside him: "Who?!"
Yan Shang turned around and a straight arrow just grazed his face and passed by.
Yan Shang looked up and stood there in a daze for a moment, watching Mu Wanyao and her followers riding towards him, with the bow in her hand still not put down.
Liu Ruozhu was surprised and said, "Your Highness? How can you, how can you... shoot arrows like this? If someone dies..."
Mu Wan smiled and said, "I am seeing Yan Erlang off. As the saying goes, 'once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back'. I am wishing Yan Erlang a safe journey and a happy time."
She looked down at Yan Shang and saw that his face was slightly pale. She still smiled slowly: "Yan Erlang, do you mind that I am seeing you off like this?"
Yan Shang lowered his eyes and said, "Your Highness is different."
Mu Wan shook her head and said, "You are not bad either."
As the two of them talked, one was still standing on the ground, and the other was still sitting on the horse with a proud look on his face. The atmosphere became strange, and it was getting stranger and stranger. Liu Ruozhu laughed dryly beside him: "It's raining. It seems that it always rains when you say goodbye, as if it means to keep you..."
Mu Wan shook his head: "Tsk."
She rode away without looking back, passing the crowd. Yan Shang looked up at her beautiful back for a long time. Until the city gate was closed, the princess and her party were completely out of sight. Yan Shang did not say anything more to the crowd, got on the carriage, and left.
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Mu Wanyao rode on the Chang'an Road, looking ahead, and suddenly asked, "Is the family next door still surnamed Yan?"
Xia Rong quickly rode forward to answer for the princess: "Yes. Yan Erlang has always wanted to sell the mansion, but the mansion opposite our princess's mansion is not affordable for ordinary people to rent. Yan Erlang had no choice but to keep this mansion, but he has already sold all his other houses and courtyards."
Muwan shook his head in silence.
Xia Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Wan shook: "Continue."
Xia Rong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the princess wanted her to continue. She could only guess and say, "And, and... Yan Erlang came to the mansion to return the things that Your Highness gave him in the past, and also to give the princess something. The servants and maids followed the princess's instructions and sent him away, saying that the princess did not want to have any contact with him and asked him to stay away from our princess's mansion.
"Yan Erlang stood outside the princess's mansion for a while before leaving. He looked... a little sad."
Mu Wan suddenly stopped rocking the imperial horse.
The horse under her was tied with a bridle, lowered its head and exhaled muddy breath, and the horse's hooves gently stepped on the rainy ground twice. Mu Wan's long skirt covered the horse, and she looked ahead quietly.
She sat there blankly for a long time, the people behind her getting wet in the rain with her, no one dared to speak loudly. The smell of the rain was lingering and moist, enveloping her and covering her.
Suddenly, a delicate voice came out from the princess' mouth: "Gee——"
She turned her horse and galloped quickly towards the exit of the city.
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The carriage was moving slowly due to the rain.
Yunshu was riding outside and initially tried to strike up a conversation with the taciturn Han Shuxing in a loud voice. But the other party remained silent and Yunshu lost interest.
In the carriage, Yan Shang lowered his head and looked at the letter full of words in his hand.
He wanted to give this to Mu Wanyao, but since he came out of prison, Mu Wanyao never saw him, not even a glance. He knew that this was the best thing, not only her, but he should also calm down and let go of the old feelings.
But this memorial was the last gift he wanted to give to Mu Wanyao.
But she didn't want it either.
Yan Shang felt as if it was raining in his heart, and he felt very uncomfortable. He was in a low mood, so he closed his eyes for a while, and told himself not to think about those meaningless things. He should reflect on his mistakes in the case of the Ministry of Revenue, he was too impulsive.
It is one thing to voluntarily go to jail and accept investigation, but it is another thing not to leave enough way out for oneself.
If he hadn't been lucky this time, he might have...
I must not make this kind of mistake again. No matter what I do in the future, I should prepare multiple options. This time, it was because I didn't prepare enough...
He thought about this carefully, closed his eyes, and touched the cup of cold tea on the table. He took a sip, lowered his head and coughed twice, frowning slightly. The injuries from the prison disaster have not healed completely, at least until now, his lungs still ache...
When Yan Shang coughed, he vaguely heard a female voice outside: "Stop the carriage - is Yan Shang here?"
He placed his hand on the teacup, and his cold fingertips trembled slightly. He wondered if it was his hallucination, because he actually thought that the sound was from Mu Wan.
Although he felt it was impossible, Yan Shang suddenly opened the car curtain and looked outside.
Just then, the carriage was stopped by the pursuers. Through the window, Yan Shang's dark and warm eyes saw the beautiful girl riding a horse with rain on her body. She was impatiently stopping his carriage and scolding Yun Shu for being ignorant.
Mu Wanyao suddenly turned her head and her eyes met his.
Yan Shang’s heart skipped a beat.
He froze and backed away from the window, then he was still for a moment and leaned forward to open the door. While he was opening the door, a gorgeous girl stepped on the pedals and lifted her skirt to get on the carriage.
The moment the car door opened, Yan Shang looked at Mu Wanyao who was getting on the car.
He looked at her with some doubts, and saw her lower her head and glanced at him. The beauty in that look was breathtaking. Mu Wanyao's face was expressionless, and she bowed to get into the car, and Yan Shang had to step back to make way for her.
And she came in and closed the car door.
Yan Shang leaned against the car wall, puzzled: "You..."
The closed carriage was small and quiet. Mu Wanyao looked down at him, coldly and indifferently.
He was wearing a white scholar's suit, looking clean and fresh, and he looked up at her.
He has lost a lot of weight, but his face is still handsome.
Sitting in the car, he was like the hazy moonlight and the warm spring sun, and her was reflected in his clear eyes.
Even at this time, Mu Wanyao looked at him and still felt that he was very good.
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Mu Wanyao smiled at him: "Yan Shang, we should see the end to the beginning."
Yan Shang looked at her in surprise.
He said hoarsely: "What do you mean..."
Mu Wanyao said indifferently: "It ends the same way it started."
Yan Shang still didn't understand what she meant by chasing him and saying this. He thought, weren't they already separated? Wasn't it over? How could it end?
When he was confused, Mu Wan leaned towards him and hugged him.
She put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.
Yan Shang stiffened instantly.
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The spring rain is continuous and heavy.
Fang Tong and others arrived in the rain and saw Yun Shu and others standing blankly under the carriage. Yun Shu shook his head helplessly, pointed at the carriage, and signaled the princess to drive them all out.
In the car, Yan Shang leaned against the wall, looking up, his eyelashes gently and slowly brushed her face. His breath was close to hers in the narrow car, her breath intertwined with his, and her hair fell into the noses of both of them.
He was stiff at first, but then he couldn't help but raise his hand. The tension in his mind snapped, and he got red-eyed at her indifferent attitude and hugged her.
It seemed that he was being pressed by her, but he actually put his arms around her back. Their soft touches came and went.
The heart is like fire, the heart is like ice. It is painful and sad, but the love is not reduced at all. The closeness and love are so moist, just like a drizzle of rain.
Both of them couldn't help but think of the past, and how they pushed Yan Shang into the car and kissed him on the day Mu Wanyao left Lingnan.
The breath was hot and hard to let go. No matter how the servants outside waited, who knew what was going on inside the car, what was suppressed.
Suddenly, Yan Shang felt a pain on his lips and Mu Wan shook off.
Yan Shang touched the corner of her lips and saw blood from being bitten. Her lips were bright red and moist, and also dripped with two drops of blood.
Mu Wan glanced at him, turned around, opened the car door, and jumped out.
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It started well and ended well.
He stuffed a memorial into her sleeve.
Mu Wan turned his head to take one last look at the carriage, and without looking back, he mounted his horse and really left this time.
Still think he is very good.
But...never again.
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