During the seven days that Ling Shang raised the Ice Butterfly Gu, Yan Huan disguised himself as a guard guarding the bell tower every day, secretly using his hands and feet to save his grandfather a little bit of flesh and skin.

In fact, Ling Shangda could take Song Xiaomin to the new prince and let Ye Mutao let Yan Kun go.

For him, it's just a gesture.

But he used excuses such as "foolproof" to prevaricate to Yan Huan, and was indifferent to the suffering he endured.

In the final analysis, if Yan Huan hadn't left the three of them aside as soon as he arrived at Xuanyuan Mausoleum, they wouldn't have been working there like headless flies for so long, and even their lives were in danger for a while.

Ling Shang also had a grudge against Song Xiaomin.

- If he hadn't insisted on following them into the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, and repeatedly dragging his feet in the process of exploring the path, a few people in the underground palace would not have to delay so long; And when it was found that there was an abnormality in the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, Ye Mushen would not be so stubborn and chose to stay......

Even if Ling Shang understood Yan Huan and Song Xiaomin's respective starting points, he still couldn't forgive the two for the harm they had caused to Ye Mushen.

What is even more difficult to forgive is the powerlessness of the self that I realized when I almost lost that person.

The incomparably clear understanding of the irretrievable nature of everything, and the powerlessness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow at that time, made him still can't help beating his chest and stunning.

Every time he thought about it, the pain poured down and he was annihilated, and there was no way to get rid of it.

Anger at Yan Huan and Song Xiaomin, and even Ye Mutao, seeing them anxious and sad but having to endure the torment, can only bring Ling Shang an extremely temporary peace.

In that guy's heart, Ling Shang was already a treacherous and shameless villain.

If he knew that he was so mean, he would only be spurned even more.

……

Ling Shang really cared about too few things, so he didn't care about many things, and was even generous to the point that ordinary people couldn't imagine.

But for other things, after all, he was stingy and harsh to the point of outrageous.

In those few days, Ling Shang stayed by Ye Mushen's side day and night.

He felt a secret and deep satisfaction with this man.

Now, Ye Mushen is preparing to return to Kanto to accompany his wife, and Ling Shang should also return to Qianqing Temple to face Mo Yun's criticism.

There should be no more involvement between them.

The sky is getting brighter, and the wind and rain are resting.

Ling Shang listened to the sound of rain leaking for half a night, and the already not strong sense of loss also passed away.

After waking up, the mood is much calmer - people who are destined to be impossible, it is better to stay away.

Knowing that he had also occupied a small place in his heart, knowing that he would start a new life, with beautiful companions, children in pairs, and maybe even thinking of himself once in a while......

Ling Shang felt that he had no more luxury.

He came to the window, listened to the chirping of the morning birds, and played with the jade gourd of the heavenly enemy in his hand.

This thing...... Yan Huan may recognize it.

The birdsong by the window became more and more cheerful.

There was a soft knock on the door, "Brother, it's me." ”

Ling Shang's heart stopped beating half a beat; Soon put away the white jade again and opened the door.

Ye Mushen looked at his sunken eyes quietly, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Ling Shang shook his head.

Ye Mushen entered the door out of nowhere and sat on his bed, "I wanted to ask you something." But well...... It's just that I'm still a little sleepy, so you don't mind if I catch up on sleep here, right? ”

Ling Shang shook his head indifferently.

Ye Mushen neatly took off his robe and shoes, and fell onto the bed.

Reassuringly, the smell of Ling Shang with the fragrance of tea rushed into the nasal cavity.

Ling Shang stood there for a while before he went over to pull the quilt for him.

The thin quilt was pulled onto his shoulder, and Ye Mushen's hand suddenly slipped out and clasped his wrist, "I said, you are such a fool." ”