Sang Yan still had a smile on his lips. In fact, for many years, whenever he appeared, Wan Ge would take the initiative to rush into his arms and ask him to hug her.
But after being hugged so many times over the years, Sang Yan never showed any impatience; on the contrary, she was always very happy.
"Isn't that because I got used to it when I was little? If my brother doesn't like it, then I won't hug him anymore." He spoiled her like this when she was little, so who can she blame? It's all his fault for spoiling her.
As soon as Wan Ge finished speaking, Sang Yan hugged him tightly: "Brother was wrong, brother didn't dislike you. Brother loves it when little Wan Ge hugs him the most."
Sang Yan rested her chin on her head, gently closed her eyes, and felt that spending ten years like this with Wan Ge felt like more time than the previous hundred years. It felt like more time than the time she spent with her junior sister when she was Xing Chen.
Although they had known each other for so long in their memories, it was the ten years they had spent together that made it all the more real.
"Brother..." Wan Ge softly called his name, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't ask.
"What's wrong?" Sang Yan asked in return.
"No...it's nothing..." Wan Ge felt that it was better not to take the initiative.
"Ahem, did I disturb you?" The Prime Minister coughed lightly behind them.
Sang Yan released the person and looked at the Prime Minister in front of him: "Prime Minister, is there something you need from me?"
“Yes.” The Prime Minister glanced at Sang Yan, then at Wan Ge behind him.
Sang Yan immediately understood: "Alright, let's go to the main hall to talk then."
Wan Ge, being very sensible, didn't follow. Sang Yan glanced back but didn't say anything.
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Not long after they left, a man appeared in front of Wan Ge. The man had the same face as Sang Yan from before.
"Why is it you again?" Wan Ge distanced herself from the other person, her eyes full of wariness.
"After all these years, is Wan Ge still so wary of me?" the man asked.
"Who exactly are you? What do you want to do?" This person is strange; he scared her once when she was a child, but for the past ten years, he has been silently helping and protecting her.
There was something her brother didn't know: she had gone to a temple to pray for blessings and nearly died after falling off a cliff. It was this man who saved her and brought her home unharmed.
Otherwise, she might have died at the bottom of the cliff back then.
It is precisely for this reason that, over the years, Wan Ge has not let Sang Yan know that she often sees him.
"Wange finally asked my name." The man smiled bitterly. He suddenly realized that no matter what he did, Wange didn't seem to like him. Even though he had saved her life, she was still full of wariness when she saw him.
The man answered slowly in a deep voice, "My name is Tu Shen."
The name suddenly gave Wan Ge a terrible headache, and it seemed like something was about to appear.
"Wange!" A familiar voice rang out from behind her, but Wange had lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
"You've been by her side all these years!" Sang Yan picked up Wan Ge, gripped her sword with her other hand, and confronted Tu Shen head-on.
He's been there all these years, yet I was completely unaware.
This frightening feeling is really annoying.
"Heh, you don't actually think you're still my match, do you?" Tu Shen barely moved his hand before Sang Yan coughed up blood.
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