Han Feng secretly relaxed, secretly thinking that as long as it didn't involve government affairs, just from a personal point of view, then things would be much easier. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's a big deal, no matter how Liu Quan humiliates himself, he just endures it. His perseverance is not a day or two.

Liu Quan observed his words and looks, knowing that he had already obtained most of what he had always wanted, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his voice was a little higher than usual: "Han Feng, you don't have to act in front of me anymore, and I won't act in front of you." It's actually easy for you to meet Mingxi, as long as you can let me see what I want to see, I will naturally fulfill your wishes. ”

"What do you want to see?" Han Feng's expression was gloomy. He turned his head and was silent as he looked at the huge calligraphy hanging on the wall on the left. The calligraphy in the palace is the real handwriting of famous masters, he does not know calligraphy, but he can also see that the words are written freely and vividly, and the mood of the two at this moment has become a great contrast.

But with such a free and easy brushstroke, it is written as a "quiet" word.

Calm your mind and be quiet, but although the two people in this palace are silent and speechless, they are restless in their hearts, how to talk about the word "quiet".

Liu Quan was silent for a while, and then said: "Han Feng, I am asking you to see a living person, I just ask you to let me see a dead person, this deal is not a loss for you." At this point, he had taken on a rare tone of pleading.

Han Feng didn't look back, only said: "It's been more than three years since Xiao Ting's death, haven't you still let it go?"

Liu Quan suddenly became angry, he slapped the table, got up and turned to Han Feng, and shouted: "Han Xiaoyi, don't think that I am begging you! Xiaoting is mine, she is my child's mother, always has been, always will be! Can you hide her and change everything in the past? Don't dream! What do you use to rob me, why do you rob me! Have you ever cared about Xiaoting? When did you know her identity! Why did you call her 'Xiaoting'?"

However, the more hysterical he was, the calmer and more peaceful Han Feng became. Liu Quan didn't dare to do anything to him after all-Ziying Han Shisan had already hollowed out his body, even if he had the full strength of Qing Wei at this moment, Liu Quan was not his opponent;

And looking at Liu Quan "dancing with his teeth and claws" in front of him, Han Feng suddenly understood. He had always thought that Liu Quan's hatred for him was out of jealousy, but at the moment, it seemed that it was not. There is jealousy, but more than that, it is hatred that he wasted Zhuo Xiaoting's affection.

He liked her, she liked him, but he didn't like her, it was like a food chain, and from the beginning, Liu Quan had already lost.

has suddenly realized, and there is nothing that he can't let go, even if Mingxi is not there, he knows that he should have "returned to its owner" a long time ago. Han Feng said, "Okay, I'll take you there." ”

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Night and Cirrus Tieli are both dark horses, and they are also the world's famous horses who travel 800 miles at night. Han Feng and Liu Quan walked through the night without an entourage, this old road he had already walked before going to find Tianma, and when he came back at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Two days passed in a flash, and when the two arrived at Zhuo Xiaoting's grave, the sun was just right.

Autumn and winter slaughter, because Han Feng had just come to the grave to clean it not long ago, except for a few rows of beasts on the grave, there were no fallen leaves and withered grass. At this time, the nameless white flower that bloomed on the grave had long since withered, leaving only a bare pole still standing lonely towards the sky. The slightly bulging earthen bag looked very depressed in this beautiful sunshine, and the wooden plaque engraved with Zhuo Xiaoting's name dragged out a long shadow, and the engraved words were even more cold.

"Xiaoting......" Liu Quan got off the horse, knelt in front of the wooden sign, and stretched out his hand to gently rub the stroke.

Han Feng also dismounted, and as soon as he took two steps forward, he saw Liu Quan's body suddenly shook forward, and he almost fell, but fortunately, he held the ground with both hands in time, and then his shoulders trembled.

On the way here, every half day or so, Liu Quan would take a dose of Ziying Han Shi San, and every time he took the medicine, Liu Quan would have a little convulsion, Han Feng was accustomed to this - although he had long since stopped treating Liu Quan as a brother, but at this time only the two of them were together, if something happened to Liu Quan, he did not want to be involved, let alone affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries. Han Feng stepped forward and was about to hold Liu Quan's shoulder, but he heard Liu Quan sobbing softly.

Liu Quan was crying.

Han Feng looked through Liu Quan's shoulder, only to see that clear water droplets in front of him kept hitting the ground and turning into the soil. His ten fingers were deeply embedded in the soil, as if he had turned into two rakes, and it seemed that the next moment he was going to use his strength to open the grave and embrace Zhuo Xiaoting's corpse into his arms.

Han Feng only felt that his heart was tightened. He instinctively didn't want to see Zhuo Xiaoting's body again, in his heart, Zhuo Xiaoting was the girl who died in his arms when she was dying, and she was a brother who grew up together for more than ten years. He took a step back and looked at Liu Quan's hand quite vigilantly, just waiting for him to stop him when he did it - after all, even if he could dig Zhuo Xiaoting out of this tomb, he would not be able to bring it back to the palace of the Northern Dynasty.

And as time passed, Liu Quan's crying gradually changed from suppressed sobs at the beginning to a low roar. The emotions that had accumulated in his body for an unknown amount of time finally exploded at this moment, and he did not destroy the tomb, but changed his claws into fists, and smashed one punch after another to the ground, smashing out one bloody fist mark after another.

Maybe it's because it's rare to let go of your emotions, maybe it's because there is no one else around but Han Feng, a "friend" who grew up since childhood, or maybe it's because all the hopes in her heart when she saw Zhuo Xiaoting's grave at first glance were in vain, Liu Quan cried and cried unscrupulously, as if he wanted to cry all the grievances he had suffered over the years to the person underground.

Even though Han Feng resented Liu Quan, even now, he felt sour in his heart, thinking that he was living a good life in Pingsha City, and he actually added a little compassion.

I don't know how long it took for Liu Quan to barely stop his grief. He slowed down, wiped away his tears, stood up, turned his back to Han Feng and said, "Thank you for bringing me here." ”

This "thank you" came from the bottom of his heart, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh and sigh, and his tone was less hostile: "I should have told you a long time ago." Are you feeling better?"

Liu Quan cleared his throat and said, "It's much better...... I am fine. Han Feng, this is the secret of the two of us, don't tell the third person. I can't move her grave now, and I can't let the people of the Northern Dynasty grab my handle, but in the future, I must build a queen-sized tomb for her, so that she can sleep in peace, and our daughter can go to pay tribute to her from time to time. He paused, then turned his head again, stared at Han Feng with a pair of red eyes, and said, "But I want you to promise me one thing." If I die in front of you, if I don't have time to do these things, you must bury me with her, wherever it may be. ”

It was rare to see Liu Quan so sincere, Han Feng bowed his head and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

Liu Quan was like putting down a boulder in his heart, and suddenly forced a laugh twice, and said, "What about you? If you die, what will I do with you?"

"Me?" Han Feng's unintentional words suddenly fell on him, shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and was about to open his mouth to answer, but he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot. Who does he want to be buried with? Mingxi has a mixture of love and hatred for him, and Wanrou's affection for him is as deep as the sea...... But can he divide one man in two?

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