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The fingertips were stained with a strong smell of blood, and the originally small wound was forced to tear open under Shen Zhuoan's rough movements, causing the blood inside to flow even more.

Yan Qingning wanted to take back his hand, but Shen Zhuo'an held it tightly, and his fingertips ran over the wound again and again, making the end of the eye and forehead stained with blood.

"Your Majesty, this is Shen Zhuo'an."

He reminded Yan Qingning in this way, forcing him to write down his appearance.

It's just because he doesn't want the next time he treats Yan Qingning to be better, the person calling him is still the "God of God" who doesn't know what it is.

"Master Imperial Master, if you remind me over and over again, you will make me mistakenly think that you like me?" Yan Qingning raised her eyebrows and stared at him, her light eyes full of provocation.

Perhaps because of the similar breath, the Gu worms in their blood vessels became active again.

The unbearable burning sensation and the excited trembling of the Gu worms in his blood vessels made Shen Zhuo'an feel a little crazy, but he still rejected Yan Qingning's guess at the first time.

"My lord, it is absolutely impossible for me to have any love for His Majesty."

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +1, current love value is: 46. 】

The sudden notification sound from the system made Yan Qingning look a little interested: "Master Imperial Master really doesn't like me?"

"Seriously." He answered quickly, even subconsciously.

"Since the Imperial Preceptor doesn't like me, why do you care if I confuse you with others? And why do you want to scratch your own face?" Yan Qingning wiped the blood on his forehead with her fingertips, her light-colored eyes filled with laughter. Clearly not with good intentions: "As long as you tell me you don't like me, I will naturally not approach you shamelessly in the future!"

Shen Zhuo'an pushed him away, tilted his head to avoid his gaze, and explained: "I just don't want your Majesty to confuse me with some unknown spirit."

"As for the injury on the face, it was just because someone didn't pay attention and was scratched during the sparring. It's not a big deal."

He did not answer the second half of Yan Qingning's words. Yan Qingning knew that he would not get anything out of the question, so he stopped teasing him and said seriously: "Master Imperial Master, I am going to Jiangnan North County."

"The emperor should not put himself in danger." Shen Zhuoan's attitude remained as insistent as ever.

Yan Qingning tugged on his sleeve: "Are you hinting to me to abdicate as soon as possible?"

"I have no such intention."

"Master Imperial Master, a bird that wants to fly out cannot be trapped."

Yan Qingning smiled: "Even if it is an airtight iron cage, the bird will look for a gap in order to be free."

"Even if his head is bruised and his claws and wings are broken, he will seek freedom in his own way."

"Perhaps the iron cage can lock the bird until it dies, but the bird will still fight for freedom in the iron cage until the last moment of its life."

"The bird's life may be forcibly contained in a cage, but its soul will always be free, and the sky will be its best destination."

Shen Zhuo'an did not pull back the sleeve he was holding, and looked down at him: "Your Majesty, birds should fly high, but sparrows need to be carefully taken care of."

"This kind of noble bird who is used to being served by others has no ability to seek freedom without experiencing strong winds and waves."

"He deserves to be kept in captivity and carefully cared for."

Yan Qingning gradually tightened her grip on his sleeves, forcing him down. His light eyes and deep eyes faced each other, and the distance between them was very close at this moment.

"Master Imperial Master, you clearly know very well that the high wall of the Imperial City cannot trap me." Yan Qingning leaned forward slightly, his lips almost touching Shen Zhuo'an's face: "You also know very well that I am a bird, not a bird. Bird."

Shen Zhuo'an didn't speak, he just looked at Yan Qingning steadily, with dark ink gathering in his deep eyes again and again.

It was a silent confrontation.

Both of them refused to admit defeat.

After a long time, Shen Zhuo'an shook off Yan Qingning's hand holding his sleeve and reminded him coldly: "Your Majesty, if you insist on going to Jiangnan North County, you will die."

He spoke without any scruples and calmly analyzed the disadvantages.

"In Jiangnan and North County, the floods have just subsided, and the epidemic is at its peak. You have always been weak and weak. If you are infected with the epidemic, your body will not be able to withstand it."

"Are you concerned about me?"

"I just don't want Yu State to become a country without a master."

Yan Qingning was speechless again. He took advantage of his strength and sat on the edge of the carriage, looking up at Shen Zhuo'an: "You want me to stay in the imperial city, even if it is as a symbol, you must let me stay in the imperial city."

"Your Majesty, as the king of ten thousand chariots, you should be aware of the importance of the situation." He stepped forward and disrespectfully pressed Yan Qingning beside the carriage: "You should not take risks yourself, I can do it for you."

Yan Qingning was suppressed by him and could not move. His shallow eyes glanced at Shen Zhuo'an, who was on the verge of dementia, with a cold smile on his lips: "Shouldn't the Imperial Preceptor wish that I would die early?"

Shen Zhuoan's fingertips trembled slightly, but he did not deny this.

"Master Imperial Master, you obviously want me to die."

"You just want a piece of my Zen edict to clear your name of seeking power and usurping the throne."

"A wolf is ambitious, but he has to pretend to be high-sounding."

Yan Qingning calmly explained what Shen Zhuangan was thinking, without excitement or hysteria, as calmly as if he was narrating other people's affairs.

Shen Zhuo'an still didn't deny it, just stared at him quietly, the scabbard of the sword disrespectfully pressed against his throat.

Yan Qingning tilted his head and said, "Let me go to Jiangnan North County."

"No."

Shen Zhuoan refused quickly, and the scabbard pressed deeper into Yan Qingning's neck, making his throat feel uncomfortable.

Yan Qingning was really too lazy to continue dealing with him and directly released the biggest bargaining chip in his hand: "I have already written the edict for the Zen position. If the Imperial Master is willing to let me go to Jiangnan North County, I can tell you before I die. You, where is the edict?"

The scabbard on his neck was removed. Shen Zhuoan released all the pressure on him and took a step back.

"Your Majesty, I will escort you to Jiangnan."

The change in attitude was too obvious, which made Yan Qingning feel a little ironic.

Yan Qingning forced himself to swallow the bloody gas that overflowed from his throat. He glanced sideways at Shen Zhuo'an, turned around and left, unwilling to say more.

I just want to make Yuguo better...

Shen Zhuo'an moved his lips, but the words he wanted to explain were inexplicably stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even utter a single word.

His eyes were dim, and he pulled down his hair to cover his blood-stained forehead, and also blocked his deep, dim eyes.

"Your Majesty, I will rearrange the carriage for you."