Chapter 204 Don't Be Jealous

Jiang Wu didn't understand why he said that he didn't come for him. Just when he was about to ask, he heard Han Zhong said patiently and seriously, "You should kiss me now."

Jiang Wu suddenly realized, then tilted his head back and kissed him on the lips, then imitated him by holding Han Zhong's lower lip and sucking it, then biting it lightly. Compared to Han Zhong's passionate expression, his movements were stiff and rigid.

But Han Zhong liked it very much. He liked Jiang Wu even if he just stood next to him, not to mention that this was the first time Jiang Wu took the initiative to kiss him. His heartbeat was disrupted, his breathing became heavier, his mind was a little dizzy, and then he asked a question that he would never ask with his emotional intelligence -

"Did you kiss him?"

Jiang Wu was stunned.

Han Zhong also froze, wanting to slap himself, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only pretend to be calm and say, "Nothing, just asking casually."

Jiang Wu is also someone who has watched countless romance dramas for the sake of acting. He knows that usually the heroine who is as strong as Xiao Baihua says such things because she is jealous, and the hero has to take it seriously, otherwise there will be a quarrel.

But the person in front of him is Han Zhong, Jiang Wu can't put him in the shoes of the heroine, and his personality is different, so it should be a casual question, so he replied, "Probably not."

Han Zhong originally intended to let this slip, but after hearing his answer, he couldn't help but ask, "Should?"

"I have no idea."

He didn't know why Han Zhong liked him, nor did he know what kind of feelings Yan Zhong had towards him back then, friend? Confidant? Partner? Or family? He never thought about such questions before, as long as Yan Zhong stayed with him, until he got the secret of ascension, watched Yan Zhong die of old age with his own eyes, and then ascended to leave this world.

But he did not expect that Yan Chong was dead, and he did not get the secret of ascension. He could only be forced to stay in this world without Yan Chong year after year, so that he began to blame Yan Chong, and kept saying bad things about Yan Chong to Zhou Gongming, from the regent edict he left behind to not telling him the secret of ascension, to how he tricked him into going down the mountain that year, and finally even brought up the day when he stole his cake.

Later, after Zhou Gongming died, he began to talk to Zhou Hongyi again. Zhou Hongyi listened quietly every time, occasionally asking a question, with a look of serious listening. He felt very interested at the beginning, and gradually told Zhou Hongyi everything he remembered about Yan Zhong. Until one day, he himself could not remember whether Yan Zhong said harsh words to him one night in the Prince's Mansion because he did not dress properly and eat properly, and when Zhou Hongyi could not answer, he suddenly lost interest.

He suddenly realized that Yan Zhong had been dead for a hundred years, and even the traces of Yan Zhong in the imperial city had gradually disappeared. Those who had seen Yan Zhong had long since turned to dust. It would not be long before no one would remember Yan Zhong anymore.

Yan Chong became a person in a painting, a name in a history book, and one of the dust particles among the countless people in this world.

So he stopped mentioning Yan Chong. Zhou Hongyi would deliberately mention him at first, but later he stopped talking about him either. Then, a few decades later, the Chen family rebelled against Zhou. He burned down the Zhaixing Tower in the Wujiang Palace, threw away everything, left Xiangdu, and stood on Ying Mountain, watching Chen Jun enter the imperial city and burn down Xiangdu, where he and Yan Chong had lived for most of their lives.

At that time, he thought that if Yan Zhong appeared in front of him at this moment, he would stop the fire, save the entire Xiangdu, and even kill Chen Jun and help him regain his position.

But Yan Zhong did not show up, and he regretted it. In the end, he went against the will of heaven and saved half of the people in the city, which resulted in his death.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Han Zhong couldn't help but laugh, thinking that he was stupid. He knew that the man in front of him was not good at emotions, but he was jealous and asked such a question.

He was about to change the subject when he suddenly heard, "Don't you blame me for what I did back then?"

Han Zhong was startled, then realized that he was talking about the time when he burned down the Wujiang Palace and the Zhaixing Tower and lost the Great Zhou Dynasty. He laughed and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's lost, it's not a big deal. History moves forward. The feudal dynasty was originally a dregs and could not last long."

"As for the Wujiang Palace's Zhaixing Tower, it was given to you by him. You can do whatever you want with it." At this point, he suddenly realized that Jiang Wu, who was not good at lying, must have been very frustrated to have kept this a secret for so long, so he joked, "Is there anything else you are hiding from me?"

Jiang Wu actually nodded and said to him, "Actually, I can tie my hair myself."

Han Zhong looked at him looking seriously into his eyes and fell silent. He thought to himself how could there be such a person in this world who could speak so seriously about such a simple thing, so adorable, he really wanted to kiss him to death.

He lowered his body and hugged Jiang Wu tightly, buried his face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I like you so much, I love you so much."

Jiang Wu blinked, "Yeah."

"Hold me and tell me you like me and love me too."

“…”

So Jiang Wu reached out and hugged him tightly, "I like you too, I love you so much... please relax a little, I can't breathe."

Han Zhong had no choice but to loosen his grip a little, and gently pressed his nose and lips against the warm skin of Jiang Wu's neck, whispering soothingly, "Don't worry, you can hate him, and you don't have to feel guilty about it."

"Well, because he lied to me."

“…”

Han Zhong lowered his eyes and looked into his eyes, thinking, because he made you fall in love with him, although he didn't say a word, he used every means to make you fall in love with him, but he thought that you didn't know how to love, wouldn't be sad or upset, wouldn't miss him, and made you wait aimlessly for more than a hundred years with a love full of longing and pain.

Jiang Wu reached out and touched the corner of his eyes and felt that he looked like he was about to cry again, just like when he was about to leave the Fang family.

Han Zhong suddenly held his hand, his eyes falling on a circular scar on the back of his hand, "The one Qin Jiawang shot?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wuren shook his hand and talked about another thing, "The spirit that controlled Qin Jiawang was called Sang Yuan. He was the bloodline of the Northern Di royal family who drifted to the Great Zhou. I killed him."

“What did he do?

"He wants to inherit the throne of Yan Zhou. He said he is better than Yan Cong and that you must be crazy to choose that piece of shit Yan Cong."

Jiang Wuwei lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Yan Cong is indeed a waste, but he is not your son, so what does he have to do with you? He actually said he wanted to replace you and dared to covet your Great Zhou, so I cut off his head and hung it on the city gate."

“…”

"Who knew that he cultivated his spirit by my side and went into hiding? Later, when I used the forbidden spell to save half of the people in Xiangdu, I forgot about him and let him live."

“…”

Although Han Zhong knew that Huai Li was once the supreme regent of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was still silent when he heard him say to twist off the head. Then he warned, "It was okay before, but now you can't twist people's heads casually. It's illegal."

The person in his arms hummed.

Han couldn't suppress his joy, so he hugged her tighter. Then, fearing that he was using too much force, he loosened his grip and asked, "Can your soul only be healed by the ownerless soul in the black jade?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wu felt a little regretful, "It's a pity that I can't find it."

Han paused and said, "It's okay, just look for it again."

Jiang Wu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, "How do you know there is more?"

Han Zhong was startled, then smiled and said, "I guessed. I remember it was in Qin Jiawang's safe, right?"

"That was a replica made by Sang Yuan. It's not very useful. It's not as powerful as the soul in the graveyard behind Qingyang Temple." Jiang Wu's tone suddenly relaxed when he said this. "I was shocked when I first discovered the ownerless soul in the emperor's black jade. I wanted to know what kind of person made this magical object. This act is no less than the means of an immortal."

"Yan Zhong." Han Zhong uttered the name, his low, hoarse voice carrying some sourness, "Such a gifted person, why didn't you take him with you to practice together?"

"He has no talent, he's just smart."

"Oh, smart."

Jiang Wuzai could tell that his tone was wrong, so he raised his upper body and moved closer to him, kissing the corner of his mouth, "You are Yan Zhong, don't be jealous."

Han Zhong'er blushed instantly and turned his head away, "I'm not jealous."

Jiang Wuxin was lost, so he returned to the topic, "I want to find Yan Zhong's burial place, I want to find out if there is such a masterless soul, and I also want to find out how he made the masterless soul in the black jade--"

"No need." Han Zhong suddenly interrupted, and when Jiang Wu looked over, he raised his lips and said jokingly, "You're going to take my new love to dig up his grave, aren't you afraid that he'll be so angry that he'll steal his body?"

Jiang Wu wanted to say that Yan Zhong's soul had been reincarnated and he would not steal corpses, but then he changed his mind and thought that if Yan Zhong really had transformed himself into a body of evil spirits, he might really steal corpses. So he could only emphasize again, "You are the same person, don't be jealous."

"oh."

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