What you said with your own mouth, you will end up with me......

Shen Luan didn't answer, he was silent, quietly helping her deal with the wound in her abdomen.

The big hand grasped the blood-stained arrow, forcing himself not to tremble, and his brows furrowed fiercely,

In just an instant, he jerked out the cluster of arrows,

Blood splattered and warmth sprinkled all over his arms,

"Uh......"

Mu Qianyan instantly felt as if she was about to die, the severe pain made her brain go blank, and her limbs stiffened as if she didn't exist on her body.

It hurts so much......

"Thousand, alright, alright,"

Shen Luan nervously lifted the clean clothes on his top, tore off a clean white strip of cloth, and hurriedly straightened out the strip of cloth, not at all like a battle-experienced general, but like a panicked teenager.

His voice trembled, clutching the wound in her abdomen to prevent the blood from pouring out, and he got down on one knee and finally tied the strip of cloth around her leg.

Pei Shan's bottle of medicine is useless to him, bandaging the wound can temporarily stop the bleeding and protect his life, and then he can go to his place to continue to recuperate.

That person,

He stared at Pei Shan coldly, and his face was not good.

This kind of person's things, he didn't dare to use them for Qianyi.

"If you dare to get close to her in the future, Ben Hou will kill you."

Shen Luan gently escorted Mu Qianyan into his arms, but his eyes looked at Pei Shan with a full sense of warning.

"Master Hou misunderstood,"

Pei Shan's eyes were moist, and his expression was still gentle,

"I met this girl Pingshui and had a very happy conversation, and then we formed a friendship,"

"You don't deserve it!"

Shen Luan put her clothes on Mu Qianyan's body, overloaded her small body into her arms, and ignored Pei Shan.

"Let's go home,"

He lowered his head and gently kissed Mu Qianyan's forehead, but she closed her eyes tightly and tilted her head.

This action touched the wounds on her body, and the pain was as if ten thousand arrows pierced her heart.

"I'm not going with you,"

Mu Qianyan couldn't move at all, but his eyes were closed, not wanting to be so close to Shen Luan.

There's no way she's going back.

Even if it is a broken reason for her safety, it is Shen Luan's place after all.

She could be driven away and abandoned at any time for any reason, she didn't want to take that risk, she didn't want to bear the pain of uprooting all the painful memory scars from before, she couldn't stand it.

"Well, don't open your mouth, go back to Benhou and make you something to eat."

"Shen Luan!"

Mu Qianyan roared in a hoarse voice, and his movements touched the wound and frowned fiercely.

"Don't you understand! I don't want you anymore!"

Shen Luan's hand holding her tightened, and there was a rumbling in her head,

Why don't you want him?

He thought she was talking angrily, and it would be good to spread the anger.

His voice was pale and weak like it had never been, as if his heart was about to stop beating,

"A thousand deaths, no,"

He was like a homeless stray puppy, looking at him in a daze, but only in exchange for Mu Qianyan's closed eyes.

She felt disgusted when she saw herself, was she?

"I, I know,"

He was a little flustered and incoherent,

"Wrong,

It will never be like that again,"

Her body is as light as a cat, how can she take good care of herself,

"Let me down," he said.

Her voice was pale and trembling, but it was calmer than ever.

There's no way she's going back.

In fact, she has a lot of likes, but her likes can gradually fade over time, but the pain cannot, and every scar will hurt once she thinks about it.

Before she did anything, she had to make sure she wasn't hurt in any way.

She didn't dare to bet, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to suppress her liking, and that feeling would become love.

Love is not the same as liking, it is more difficult to let go, and it hurts more when you lose it.

What's more, before his strength was not enough, he was also a burden to him.

She didn't want to drag Shen Luan down, he still had a lot of ways to go, and it was not suitable for her to be by his side.

Mobei is dangerous, and he had better not have any worries.

Even if there is no contact, she wants Shen Luan to live well.

"No,"

He shook his head, a generation of powerful ministers, tears almost fell.

"Let me go, and from now on we will return to the bridge."

Mu Qianyan's voice was not loud, it was as small as a fly, but it hit Shen Luan's body like ten thousand catties of iron and stone, pressing him out of breath.

He hugged her blankly, his mind spinning,

"Let it go, Marquis Shen."

Pei Shan walked in front of him and took Mu Qianyan.

Shen Luan didn't let go, nor did he speak.

It's like a child having to give up his favorite toy.

He was reluctant, not at all.

Pei Shan exerted some strength, but Shen Luan still held onto it, his eyes were red.

"Hiss---"

Mu Qianyan gritted his teeth, and the wound in his abdomen had begun to drip blood again.

Shen Luan panicked and hurriedly let go of her.

Pei Shan took her naturally, bowing slightly,

"Thank you, Marquis Shen, for fulfilling this girl."

He looked down at the pale man of Manchester United with gentle eyebrows,

"Let's go."

Pei Shan's figure gradually walked away, but Shen Luan did not withdraw his hand that had residual warmth.

He didn't dare to look that way, and he wanted to run that way.

After a few steps forward, he didn't go any further.

His life and death are unpredictable, and his life is troubled.

She shouldn't have suffered anymore.

"Qianyan, go do what you like in the future,"

Even if there is no him by his side.

What she likes, she will protect even if she is desperate.

As for whether you love him or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

He's not good, he's not worth it.

The empty palace, as usual.

Mu Qianyan secretly grabbed the clothes that Shen Luan had on his body and covered his eyes.

The black clothes were full of his breath, his temperature.

Help her cover the tears that burst out of her eyes and cover the whirring cold wind.

Shen Luan, don't remember her anymore.

His road is long and difficult, so don't be that stumbling block yourself.

She's had enough of the feeling of losing her loved one, and it's not comfortable.

Leaving before love really comes into play is their best bet.

Pei Shan's words were a little blurry through his clothes.

She looked at the lines on her clothes in a daze, feeling herself farther and farther away from him.

Goodbye, Shen Luan.

"The past is over, and the future will be happy days."

Pei Shan lightly put her on the bed and put a soft pillow behind her.

"This ointment,"

He took out the small porcelain vase from his sleeve, a little embarrassed,

"It's really easy to use,"

"Thanks, give it to me,"

Without that dress covering her face, she couldn't suppress her feelings.

The familiar feeling vanished, and her heart felt empty for an instant.

Mu Qianyan lowered his head slightly, his eyes widened, and he tried to calm his emotions.

It hurts more in my heart than a wound in my abdomen.

She pushed Shen Luan away with her own hands.

The next day, the Golden Luang Palace.

Brilliant, solemn and solemn.

The four big characters of diligence and love for the people hang high in the front, which makes people unconsciously feel a sense of grandeur in their hearts.

"Zhong Aiqing, who wants to ......

Yes! Failed again."

As he spoke, Haikuo picked up a grape and threw it into the air, opening his mouth wide to continue, but the grape slipped from his mouth impartially.

He crushed a grape in frustration, and finally sat down on the golden dragon chair, and impatiently repeated what he had just said,

"Who wants to ...... the love of the people?"

"I am willing to lead the army and take back the thirty-eight towns in the north."

Shen Luan spoke, as if everyone had expected it.

"Ning Beihou, it's you again,"

Haikuo pinched a melon seed.

card rub,

The sound reverberated crisply in the Jinluan Palace.

"It's not interesting."

He glared boredly, stubbornly,

"It's Ningbei Hou every time, it's Ningbei Hou every time, it's really not fun."

He pouted, looking unapulted.

"There are so many private soldiers under the Marquis of Ningbei, and they are still holding the tiger talisman that commands the Governor's Mansion, and the royal soldiers are about to become your private soldiers for so many years."

Haikuo's words were yin and yang, but Yu Panen was preaching on the side,

"The saint is right, the Marquis of Ningbei has three thousand elite private soldiers, and he still holds the tiger talisman alone, and he doesn't take Taizu's legacy in his eyes at all, and he regards it as a deaf ear."

When Emperor Taizu was alive, he did not allow his courtiers and generals to privately raise more than 500 soldiers, in order to prevent the personal armed forces from being too large, and there were many such cases, which led to the weakness of the imperial court.

Therefore, in the first year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Taizu withdrew all the military power in the hands of the founding generals and exchanged them for high-ranking officials, which once put an end to the situation of soldiers as generals and prevented the chaotic situation in the country after that.

After all, people's desires are insatiable, and once they have power in their hands, they will not only be willing to be with their immediate status.

Many emperors of the previous dynasty killed meritorious heroes on various unnecessary charges after stabilizing the world, Taizu was benevolent and gave meritorious officials and high-ranking officials, but they were all some vacancies with no real power but supreme dignity.

In this way, it not only ensures the stability of Daye and the people's lives, but also does not chill the founding heroes.

As for the tiger talisman, it can mobilize all the troops of the four prefectures in the governor's mansion, and the remaining mansions are also the emperor's personal soldiers. Haikuo stubbornly disregarded political affairs, and that army was now in ruins.

In other words, Shen Luan is almost alone in charge of all the forces of Daye.

Shen Luan listened to their words and was speechless.

He didn't want to defend anything, and he didn't need to.

The military power is in his hands, even if he is full of charges, at least he is at ease.

Today's Daye is not as good as before, the premise of the military power being returned to the central government is that the emperor is diligent and has the ability to command hundreds of officials and deter his subordinates, otherwise there will only be one result, that is, all the power in his hands will be taken away little by little by people with intentions, and when the time comes, it will be divided and chaos.

There are many such examples before, the emperor of the previous dynasty was diligent in political affairs when he was young, and the world was stable and harmonious.

In his old age, he was addicted to pleasure, and he didn't care about political affairs as before, and there were many power and favorites around him, so naturally things were bad.

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