Shen Qingfeng said even more smugly, "Of course."
Gu An scoffed, "Like an old woman selling melons, praising her own wares. What's so interesting about that? Humph, I'm the one who's amazing! I've helped everyone find several temporary enemy strongholds!"
Shen Qingfeng sneered: "What's so great about a dog's nose? I'm the one who's amazing!"
Gu An retorted defiantly, "I'm the best!"
The two of them went forward, arguing and bickering.
This was the first time Zhou Hu and Chen Bao had been received so warmly by the grandparents. They were initially quite surprised, but as their surprise grew, they gradually began to tremble with fear.
"Young man, how old are you? How many people are in your family? Are you married? How much is your monthly salary? Have you bought a house and a car?"
"How old is your child? Are you considering having a second child? How much does it cost to buy your child each month?"
Before half a cup of tea could be brewed, the two generals who had fought on the battlefield cried out for help!
Suddenly, the parade stopped. Shen Qingfeng and Gu An asked in unison, "What happened?"
What happened up ahead?
Everyone looked over quickly, their expressions changing drastically.
Suddenly, a child of about three years old ran up to the tyrant's warhorse. Everyone was terrified and their souls nearly left their bodies.
Although everyone is trying to take the first step and is willing to try to tolerate this cruel, ruthless, and unpredictable tyrant, his ruthless methods, which are ingrained in his very being, are truly terrifying and unsettling.
What a disaster! This mother doesn't know how to take care of her child. She didn't even notice the child running around. Now look what's happened, she's caused a huge problem.
Sensing the people's worries, Shen Jiao nodded slightly to them, indicating that they should remain calm.
"Are you His Majesty?" The child pulled up his tattered trousers.
Ji Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "Yes, that's right. What's up? Want to fight one-on-one?"
Shen Jiao: "..."
Everyone: "..."
The child stood there blankly for a while, then started to think seriously. He probably felt that he was too small to win in a one-on-one fight, so he shook his head and started feeling around in his pocket.
After searching for a long time, I finally found something.
He said boldly, "Here you go."
Ji Yan always had a certain patience for children, which she didn't know where it came from. Perhaps it was because children were good playmates and opponents when playing certain types of games, such as marbles.
So, he gave it a polite glance.
In the chubby palm lay a crystal-clear candy.
Ji Yan suddenly laughed and asked, "Why are you giving me candy?"
The child couldn't explain it; he only remembered the beautiful empress saying that no one wanted to give His Majesty a piece of candy, but he was very willing.
With his other hand clutching his loosely clad pants, he said in a childish voice, "I do!"
Ji Yan: "???"
Shen Jiao: "Pfft."
Everyone gasped. What good would it do you? The king of a nation wouldn't even look at your sweet treat.
Everyone had their own thoughts, but then they saw Ji Yan dismount, looking graceful and elegant, and squat down in front of the child.
This action shocked everyone.
On the bustling street, a large and a small figure, under the bright sun, looked at each other.
The child's round, dark eyes were clear and unblemished, and through them, Ji Yan suddenly saw another child, dressed in rags, thin and frail, with a gloomy face.
The child was also looking at him, seemingly quite satisfied with his current life and situation, and slowly waved, as if saying goodbye.
The child smiled.
Ji Yan also smiled.
He picked up a candy with his long, slender, jade-like fingers, put it in his mouth, and said softly, "Thank you."
His gaze remained fixed on that graceful figure.
Shen Jiao smiled at him with her eyes crinkled.
At this moment, Ji Yan suddenly realized that his bright light was like the river, with its waves surging and silently and fearlessly swallowing up the unwritten definitions.
He is like a wrong line in a myriad of definitions, yet someone has devoted their efforts to writing a new chapter for him.
She is not a fixed person.
But she was always willing.
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