To completely eliminate unrealistic ideas about a person, the most appropriate thing to do is, of course, to give him away with a smile.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, when Ye Mujing heard Ye Mujing's request, he heard the sound of something breaking in his heart.

Ye Mujing's mind is delicate and sensitive, of course he understands Ye Mushen's thoughts - he wants to let himself let go of Ling Shang.

He looked at Ye Mushen's dark and clean eyes, and sighed silently in his heart: Why don't you want to let go?

However, he still did as Ye Mushen said.

The emperor was overjoyed, quite optimistic about this marriage, and was even more ecstatic at Ye Mujing's initiative to marry Ling Shang.

What is the fate of Ling Shang, the emperor doesn't care about it in the end.

But Ye Mujing is different, even if he has a good south wind, he shouldn't provoke Ling Shang.

After Ye Mujing came back, Ye Mushen didn't bother him, just let him be like a frightened hedgehog, locking himself in a quiet corner, and dealing with the void realm filled with sadness with sharp thorns.

Many times, the best way to let go of a person seems to be to find a replacement for that person.

But Ye Mushen understands that it is not a real letting go.

Even, for the substitute, it is a deeply unfair harm.

Only by clarifying everything by oneself and understanding where one's obsession comes from can one completely extinguish the fire of burning one's heart.

Ye Mushen doesn't remember when he really let go of his six-year prison sentence and the hatred of being dethroned.

Perhaps in a distant and lonely foreign land, when watching the elderly playing chess on the street, the anger in the bottom of my heart was dissipated by the hopelessness of the twilight years.

Perhaps it was in the vast ocean, when listening to the samurai boast of killing pirates, they were infected by the heroic chivalry and forgot their own insignificant past.

Or maybe it was the years when I was floating in the rivers and lakes of grievances and hatreds, and I was used to seeing the hot and cold world, and I saw everything, and I just wanted to protect the most concerned promise in my heart.

Ye Mushen knew that his brother Jing would one day be healed by time like himself.

However, at this moment, the guy standing behind him with an unfathomable gaze is the only scar in his heart that has been difficult to heal for so many years.

He slashed at his throat with his fingers, trying to vomit out all the blood from his throat.

His stomach cramped with the irritation, and he hunched over with a large cold sweat on his back.

"Vomit...... What are you doing......? Ye Mushen felt the big hand behind him, and he was terrified and wanted to dodge.

It's just that before he could move his steps, he was caught in the acupoint and couldn't move.

"You're meow...... Ling Shang! Ye Mu Shen is still in the same bowed posture, the corners of his mouth are still hanging with red fluid, and his long hair is slightly scattered to the side of his face, very embarrassed.

"Night Ginseng...... You don't know what you're doing! Ling Shang hated and replied.

He came to Ye Mushen, bent his knees slightly, picked him up, and walked towards Yingxiao.

Ying Xiao saw the beauty, and he was so excited that he kicked the horse's hooves.

"Put me down! Ay! Ye Mu Shen's head hung down on Ling Shang's shoulder, and he felt his brain congested.

However, no matter how strong the will to survive is, it can't help him break through the acupoints on his body.

"If you're so noisy, I don't mind having your dumb lit along." Ling Shang let out a soft voice, but the tone was terrifying.

"I'm ......" Ye Mushen coaxed, "I won't make noise......"

Ling Shang was still expressionless, and put him on the back of the horse—naturally letting him lie on the horse's back.

Ling Shang himself winked at Ying Xiao, as if communicating with him about some tricks.

Ying Xiao let out a light neigh, Ling Shang grabbed the reins, and the two of them went towards the Hou Mansion as soon as they could.