Chapter Fifty-Eight: Ferrying Red Dust

Tan Qi waved his hand to make everyone retreat, and when he turned to leave, he looked back at Nan Tang again, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what to do.

Nan Tang immediately remembered his brown eyes, with different emotions from everyone, and they were so complicated that they were incomprehensible.

He had a close relationship with his father, but he had never met him, and perhaps there was a different story.

Tan Qi later recalled that the woman was slightly different, and she was not frightened when a group of strange sword-wielding men broke into the house, but just stood there indifferently, and only showed surprise when she made that move.

He held his forehead with a headache, and the image lingered.

It's a little rude.

When Su Yicheng returned to the inn in the middle of the night, he watched the candles in the room go out, like a dream.

Pushing the door in, I saw Nan Tang holding her chin and holding a candle, not like her in her spare time.

Su Yicheng sat beside her, poured a cup of tea for her, and asked, "Did something happen?" ”

"It's okay, what do you have to worry about me, I'm more worried that you just went out to find a woman."

"What? You're jealous! Su Yicheng laughed.

Nan Tang touched his chin and said, "If you are lucky enough to return to Beijing this time, I will definitely find someone to take care of you." ”

"Don't, auntie, I still want to be chic for a few years." Su Yicheng muttered quietly.

Nan Tang smiled: "You can't forget to talk about Zixi." ”

Su Yicheng shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's really not, men won't stop for a woman, and you must always remember that men don't have a good thing, including me." ”

"Don't refute it, you're here to put her down. Even if you are right, as a political pawn, I have nothing to influence my fate. ”

Nan Tang smiled lightly, but it revealed a deeper sadness. "One day, I will put down my arms for a man, wash the dust for him, and even take care of the young and old in the house, as well as ......"

Su Yicheng interrupted her with a heavy face: "Don't say it, you will make me feel even more sorry for her." ”

"But it's too late." Nan Tang spit out a sentence with some cruelty.

"I know, so I don't want to hurt the other person. I'm not mature enough, and I hope that the war will make me responsible. ”

Nan Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Yes." ”

"Nan Tang, what are you here for?" Su Yicheng changed the topic.

Nan Tachibana hesitated: "In order to fulfill a wish many years ago." ”

"What?"

"To be able to stand on the same ground as him and do the same thing. At least prove that I have fought against my fate. She bowed her head to hide her loss.

"Gao Shibai." Su Yicheng drank tea quietly, and slowly spit out a name.

"It's worthy of being a love saint."

"It's not really, it's too obvious." Su Yicheng drank a cup of bitter tea.