"I'm ready to kill Wen Yao...... But when I returned to the mountain a few years ago, Master told me not to touch Wen Yao...... Because my mother once told my master...... You can't move Wen Yao no matter what...... Why, how can he be so gentle and deed, how can someone protect him like this?...... What should I do......" said in a gentle and lifeless tone, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

Shen Qinghan reached out and wiped her undried tears, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will always be there." In the future, I won't let others bully you"

Wen Wan let him wipe her tears for herself, and she didn't know if she listened or not. The two of them sat like this until late at night, and then went to rest separately.

Wen Wan grew up in that environment, and it was difficult for her not to grow into a pervert.

Wen Wan is a broken brain, and Shen Qinghan is drunk and forgets everything. So the two got up in the morning, and they didn't feel embarrassed when they met, as usual.

On the other side of the Wen Mansion, Cuilan Curie Wen Yi supported her head with one hand and rubbed the white cat on the table with the other, "Mother, what are you doing to provoke Wen Wan for no reason?"

Lu Ji walked over and poked her head in hatred, "You are stupid, didn't you see that Wen Wan's eyes were almost on her on the day of her engagement? It's been almost seven years, and this prince hasn't married you yet, aren't you in a hurry? Aren't you afraid that Wen Wan will snatch him again?"

Wen Yi rolled her eyes helplessly, "Can't you see that Wen Wan is unwilling? What's the use of being anxious, we were in a hurry to post people with a hot face, and people didn't want to ask for it, and they blamed others?"

Green Ji poked Wen Yi's head again, "Look at your little talent, you will be a person who wants to be a mother in the world in the future, you don't have any scheming, you don't know how you want to live?"

"It's okay to live it however you want, that's it anyway. Don't worry too much, my father's identity is there, and the prince will marry me no matter what. Didn't you listen to yesterday's gentle and cruel words? If you provoke her again, she will jump off the wall in a hurry. So, don't go for this bad luck when you get old," Wen Yi continued to rub the white cat and said without raising his head.

Midorihime was too lazy to talk to her daughter, who had no prospects, and there was a gleam in her eyes. She heard that there was a man who helped Wen Wan, and it sounded like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I didn't expect Wen Wan, a fox girl, to get engaged and still think about her daughter's husband, Wen Wan can't get rid of it.

In a few days, it will be the festival day of Jiang Yiyue, and Wen Wan will go there every year, and this year is no exception. I bought some paper money and folded it into gold ingots by myself. The two large baskets were folded for a total of two days.

On the second day, he set off for Jiang Yiyue's cemetery. The mountain road was difficult to walk, so the three of them could only climb it step by step. I don't know how long I climbed, but I was sweating.

Wen Wan walked in the front to lead the way, Shen Qinghan walked in the back with the sacrifice on his back, and Su Bei crawled desperately between the two.

"Miss...... Is it coming?" asked Su Bei panting, his brain was about to stick to the ground.

Wen Wan turned around and said, "No, just cross the hill in front."

"It's still so far away" Su Bei looked at the mountain, wanting to cry without tears.

Beyond the hill, a mound fell lonely on the overgrown wasteland. Looking closer, the weeds around the grave had been cleaned, and there were two extinguished white candles in front of the tombstone, some offerings, and some ashes of paper money beside it.

Wen Wan's expression didn't change much, but Su Bei asked, "Miss, will anyone else come to pay tribute to Madame?"

Wen Wan pondered for a while, and then said: "Maybe it's some kind of friend my mother knew before, I also saw other sacrifices when I came to see her before."

After the fruit offerings were neatly arranged in front of their mother's tombstone, the three of them dug a pit on the other side, and after burning all the ingots, they knelt down and bowed three times, and then filled the pit with dust.

Before leaving, he poured three glasses of wine and sprinkled them in front of the tomb, and looked at them a few more times before leaving.

After going down the mountain, the three of them had a hasty meal at an inn. Su Bei said that there was an hourly playmate in the neighborhood who wanted to look for her. Wen Wan allowed her, and she and Shen Qinghan went back to the house first.

After going up and down the mountain, I was indeed hungry and tired, so I accidentally ate too much, so I walked back slowly to digest and digest.

was idle, so he casually asked Shen Qinghan beside him, "Qinghan is past the age of the crown, but what kind of girl do you like?" If you have, you have to keep some heart, but you can't show your whole heart to others, otherwise it will not be good to make a situation that hurts others and hurts yourself in the end."

Hearing her say this, Shen Qinghan turned to her as he looked at the road, and said slowly: "The person I like is to go to the soup for her, even if it is to feed the dog with my sincerity."

Wen Wan stopped and tapped him on the shoulder, "Why are you so stubborn! What if you don't meet the right person? You also put your sincerity on the other side and let them trample on it unscrupulously?"

Shen Qinghan shook his head and said firmly: "The person I like is a good person and a right person."

Looking at his unsincere appearance, he couldn't help laughing, "So, Qinghan has someone you like?"

Shen Qinghan didn't speak again, but turned his head to look at the other side, and the tips of his ears climbed a little red.

Yes He has a favorite person, and the person in front of him is his sweetheart.

Out of the town, the two walked slowly among the bamboo forests one after the other. The falling bamboos spread all over the ground, soothed by the breeze, and the rubbing between the leaves kept moving. The green bamboo overhead was quieter, and the faint rays of the slanting sun fell faintly on the ground through the gaps in the forest.

Wen Wan raised her eyes to the sky and frowned slightly. It's so late, it looks like we're going to have to speed up a bit.

Suddenly, the sound of a slight rustle in the forest became agitated, and he hurried quickly from the northwest direction in this direction.

Wen Wan gave Shen Qinghan a look, and both of them became vigilant. Wen Wan pulled out the dust, and the cold light cut through the air, revealing the cold.

Shen Qinghan also lightly pulled out his sword to save his feelings, and the two stood together, looking at the direction from which the sound came from with unchanged eyes. It is estimated that there are dozens of people.

Bang Qing is a sword specially created by Wen Wan for Shen Qinghan, the material is the same as the broken dust, the iron is sharpened like mud, and it is extremely sharp. Since it was to be given away, the name was given to Shen Qinghan. Wen Wan didn't know why Shen Qinghan chose such a gentle name for the sword, but since he liked it, he could do it.

He has always acted uprightly, and in this situation he does not dodge in any way, and he likes to face the enemy head-on.

In just a moment, several black shadows stood in front of her and Shen Qinghan in a slightly neat manner, and several cold and ruthless blades shone with a chilling light under the light of the remnant sun.