, I don't know that the love is deep, and I go to follow Shen Langying

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He actually confessed......

He didn't hesitate to admit it!

Even among the royal nobles of the Han family, this matter of breaking the sleeves and splitting the peach and making the pepper in the south wind is still the most private and secret, and it is difficult to speak, he is so brazen and frank, in front of his father-in-law and himself, he admitted a qiē!

Should he praise Zhao Yun for his courage and perseverance?

…… In the final analysis, how infatuated he was with this Qi Han was that he could deviate from the norm and say these disapproving words for this person.

I shouldn't have asked, before I died, I had to be ashamed to listen to him say this...... I guessed it a long time ago, didn't I?

Zhang Yan's heart and body temperature plummeted at the same time, but the corners of her lips overflowed with a sneer, and she couldn't help coughing violently under the agitation of her mood.

"He is something I will never touch in my life, like the stars and the moon. If you say I'm lying, I'm lying. Before I met this person, I did tell a lie that I couldn't have seen myself. mistakenly believing that his partner must be a woman. Actually, it was only because I hadn't met him at the time. But I don't think that because I am in love with him, I have become an abnormal man. ”

Zhao Yun clenched his fists and poured out the words that he didn't plan to confide in his life.

Looking at Qi Han's fragile and pale face, he felt that his persistence was no longer important.

Tonight, when he had no master of the six gods in his heart, he still couldn't let go of Qi Han, and returned to the mansion as usual to see him, but found that the room was empty and only a stream of Taiping Sect secret incense was left, and Yiqi's persistence and heart defense collapsed.

Looking at Qi Han's empty bed, looking at the untouched "Wei Yu" in front of the case, looking at the smoky clay pot filled with "fixing liquid" turned out of the drawer, and looking at the vial of wound medicine in the palm of his hand - how many times did he pick up the ointment and gently caress the man's icy and slippery muscles and bones, from pure thought at the beginning, to a dream of his heart night and night......

The bed was empty, and he could no longer hold the man quietly. It's like embracing the whole world.

Picked him up from the desk, wrapped him in the quilt, and stared at his tranquil but bewildering sleeping face.

The bed was empty, and he could only pick up a strand of jet-black hair from the pillow...... He could only grab the man's plain white and elegant robe and rub it tightly in his hand, and he could only hold a few cold small crossbows and arrows, laughing at his own delusion.

The crossbow machine has been rubbed out of the traces of fading, smooth and soft, like a thing that has been used for many years.

Zhao Yun suddenly mourned in his heart, and felt that he had lost something crucial.

The room was full of Qi Han's breath, all kinds of objects, all kinds of situations, all kinds of jokes, all kinds of heartwarming actions...... Clear to dazzling, deep to scorching. The time of companionship is so short, but he and them seem to be integrated into the soul, and they can't be erased at all.

Qi Han disappeared, was captured, and disappeared.

As a result, Zhao Yun's soul was also hollowed out.

For the rest of the day, he was tormented like an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, I didn't want to care about anything, I didn't want to care about it. I just want to find that person again, no longer care whether he is the son of a noble family under the willow branches in the south of the Yangtze River, no longer care whether he is too immature and simple to withstand the destruction of the troubled times, and I don't want that person to leave his side for half a step......

Zhao Yun suddenly realized that the days when Qi Han was by his side were a tranquil joy that he had never experienced in his life.

That person is always planning for himself, racking his brains, using his wisdom to the fullest, regardless of effort or cost. Obviously he has helped himself plan everything properly, and he has solved the trouble at hand without a trace, but the man is completely unaware, and always thinks that he is taking care of him unilaterally, often pouting, scratching his head, apologetic, and looking very embarrassed, but he hates to give himself all the good things......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's heart was entangled and painful.

At that moment, he picked up Qi Han's white clothes and sniffed them lightly, and the familiar fragrance made his eyes red and hot. Suddenly, like a madman, he threw his shirt on the couch and slammed the whole person onto the earth wall.

For the first time, I hated myself.

Zhao Yun shook his head heavily, hating why he had become a despicable and hypocritical villain!

Did he want Qi Han to leave, was it just for the sake of the other party? Could it be that there were no three points out of ten because he was afraid of continuing to face Qi Han, and was worried that if he continued to get along with him, he would sink deeper, so that he would lose himself and be unable to extricate himself?

Although he had never realized this before, at that moment, this feeling actually surged up and filled his entire nerves-he actually said those words that unilaterally left Qi Han so sanctimoniously and righteously...... He never asked Qi Han's opinion, and he never faced his true thoughts...... Just for the sake of the so-called safety, ambition, and escape, he actually despised Qi Han so much!

That person is Qi Han. It's the Qi Han who hides arrogance, is alone, has a mysterious background that can't be traced, but sees himself as a fledgling and makes his heart flutter. How could he leave it behind like that, make up his own mind, and speak unquestionable words, without considering the other person's feelings...... Although he self-righteously believed that that the result would be the best for Qi Han.

Did he owe him so much that God arranged for him to disappear in order to punish himself for falling into the abyss of misery?

The regret of annihilation is about to surge up, completely annihilating Zhao Yun. At that moment, he wished that he had never said those words and had never left Qi Han alone......

It was also at that moment, when he really lost it, that he realized that his mind had become unaware of what to do, and he went deeper.

Later, he lost his soul and jumped out of the wall to investigate, praying in his heart that God would give him a hint so that he could know where Qi Han was taken by the old Montenegrin people...... Finally, God seemed to hear his prayer and asked him to catch the left mustache that had come to "invite someone" for the second time.

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After saying those few words to Zhang Yan, Zhao Yun's heart burned.

He quietly looked at Qi Han's tightly closed and quiet eyebrows, his pale face without a trace of blood. With a calm face, he took a big stride and walked towards the two of them. Before leaving, his cold eyes glanced in the direction of Zhang Niujiao, and his right hand was pressed against the scabbard at his waist, and the meaning of warning was self-evident. Zhang Niujiao He had been threatened by others, but for some reason, when he touched Zhao Yun's cold red gaze, his heart suddenly struck, and there was a chill of being targeted by evil ghosts.

He secretly pondered the distance between himself and Zhao Yun, Zhang Yan and the others, and glanced at the long sword on the other party's waist, and suddenly remembered the test on the eve of Fuyun's appointment in the old department many years ago. On that cold and awe-inspiring snowy night, Fuyun single-handedly single-handedly challenged the fifty bandits in Taihang Mountain, and the next morning, he took the men and horses to check the results of the battle, and the blood melted and mixed with the snow water, and forcibly dyed the fifty corpses into ice sculptures of different postures in a pool of blood...... Zhang Niujiao glanced at Fu Yunjun's heroic posture of drawing his sword, and his heart was inexplicably abrupt.

Maybe you should follow Fuyun's advice a little! Zhang Niujiao waved generously at the poisonous dragon on the surface of the water, signaling that he could withdraw.

After Zhang Yan listened to Zhao Yun's words, her whole person was lost. He looked blankly at Zhao Yun approaching, and it wasn't until he walked two feet in front of him that he suddenly woke up!

"Do you want to save him, in the next life!" Zhang Yan's pretty face was covered by blue-black poisonous gas, and suddenly he sneered, and he used all his strength to push the soft and unconscious young man in his hand to the most turbulent part of the river!

The red and white figure fell, like a paper kite with a broken thread, and instantly disappeared in the turbulence!

"It's just that you lost too much blood and didn't die, how long can you breathe when you fall into the rapids this time? Zhao Yun, are you dead in this heart...... Hey, what are you doing!"

Zhang Yan shouted halfway through her smug words, and suddenly exclaimed.

But the moment he saw Qi Han being swept into the waves by the river, Zhao Yun actually jumped up and jumped off the shore without hesitation!

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The moment he fell into the water, the cold and biting river water surged, Qi Han frowned, and suddenly sobered up for a moment.

When he raised his eyes weakly, the last thing he saw was the figure of Zhao Yun jumping off the rapids......

Why is this man so stupid, and why is this man doing so much for me?

What a fool!

Qi Han frowned, his lips squirmed slightly, and after all, he didn't say anything, and the whole person was swallowed by the current. The muddy yellow water poured into his nose, choking his throat and lungs, but these pains were dulled by excessive blood loss, and the blood was silky from his abdomen into the water, and was soon washed away into the distance by the rolling waves. In the midst of drifting, his already misty consciousness became more and more chaotic.

The eyelids sank to the extreme, Qi Han's half-open eyes slowly flickered a few times, as if he had exhausted all his strength to open them, but he couldn't close them after all. The torrent swirled around his body, dragging him into the whirlpool and sinking deeper.

When he closed his eyes, the last light in his eyes penetrated, and his enlarged facial features and anxious expression looked so strange on that person's face. Qi Han's consciousness was confused, and he suddenly couldn't react to who this person was, but he felt that the handsome face in the vague was very familiar and kind...... A strange throbbing that he had never felt before, and he suddenly reached out and wanted to touch that face.

His fingers moved, heading in the direction where the man was cruising, but his breathing was already blocked, and Qi Han lowered his eyes and fainted. The raised arms swayed with the current, maintaining an outstretched posture. At the moment when he completely lost consciousness, a powerful big hand cut through the waves, grabbed his shoulder and arm, and took him into his arms.