Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

The imperial physician was quickly called over, and Gu Ling was sent to the room for treatment under the support of a group of people.

Emperor Zhao of Yan had a gloomy face and was furious at the horse racing track. Others thought that Her Majesty was angry because of the accident, but only the Sixth Princess and herself who were involved knew that she was annoyed that the accident was handled too lightly.

Now, not only can she not punish Gu Ling, but she also has to reward Gu Ling for saving Yan Shiyi.

After this experience, Gu Ling and Shen Nian'an can be said to have shared hardships, and neither of them can find fault with them.

Shen Nian'an, really underestimated him!

All the bad things happened at once. Before Emperor Zhao of Yan could calm down, the palace servants brought him another piece of bad news.

The third princess is dead.

……

General's Mansion.

Shen Nian'an suffered some minor injuries, but it was nothing serious. At this moment, he changed into a clean set of clothes, light blue, like the sky.

It seemed that after meeting Gu Ling, he always avoided wearing red clothes. At first it was because he felt awkward, and later for some other reason, he himself couldn't explain.

Gu Ling was lying on the bed, Shen Nian'an was sitting beside him holding a bowl of medicine. He scooped up the black medicine with a white porcelain spoon, blew it to his own mouth, and then handed it to Gu Ling's mouth.

Gu Ling drank the bitter medicine and said, "Actually... I can do it myself."

Feeding him mouthful by mouthful like this was too torturous. Gu Ling really wanted to snatch the medicine bowl and drink up the whole medicine in one gulp.

Shen Nian'an's eyes dimmed in an instant. Was Gu Ling trying to keep a distance from him?

As soon as Gu Ling saw his eyes, she knew that Shen Nian'an's train of thought was not in line with hers. It didn't matter. It was not the first time that she could not guess what Young Master Shen was thinking.

She gave up and said weakly, "Forget it, I don't have the strength, you should feed me."

Gu Ling has demonic power to protect her, so the injuries on her body only look serious. To be honest, she has no problem running a few laps on the ground while grimacing in pain.

Shen Nian'an's eyes lit up and he fed the medicine more vigorously.

There was a bitter taste in Gu Ling's mouth. She opened her mouth numbly, like an emotionless person drinking medicine.

Suddenly, she felt a sweetness in her mouth, and the touch around her lips seemed a little strange. Gu Ling came to her senses and realized that it was Shen Nian'an who fed her a piece of maltose.

The maltose entered his mouth, but Shen Nian'an's fingers still stayed on Gu Ling's lips. As the two looked at each other, an ambiguous atmosphere suddenly arose.

Shen Nian'an pulled his hand back in a flash, his fingers curled up slightly, and the soft touch seemed to still linger on his fingers.

The heat climbed from his fingers to his cheeks, and he stood up suddenly: "It's too hot, I'll find a fan to fan you."

He wandered around like a headless fly, and couldn't find the fan. He pulled his fingers in confusion and stood in the house at a loss.

The maltose in Gu Ling's mouth gradually melted, and the pervasive sweetness dispelled the bitterness.

She felt that Shen Nian'an had changed, like a thorny rose without thorns. But, how can a rose be without thorns?

She asked Shen Nian'an not to wait for her and to live a carefree and happy life, but how come Shen Nian'an lost all his edges after leaving her?

During the time when the flower grower is away, how can the thornless rose protect itself?

Gu Ling was helpless, sighed, and finally compromised: "Xiao Nian'an, I have something to tell you."

Shen Nian'an's face turned pale, and he hurried towards the door: "I want to go home."

"Shen Nian'an, don't you want to ask why?"

He stopped.

He wanted to ask why the two of them were hugging each other intimately and riding horses in the streets the day before, but they disappeared in just one night.

He wanted to ask, if she really didn't like him, why did she indulge his mischief.

But he dared not.

The letter of withdrawal of engagement written by Gu Ling himself was enough to break his heart. He couldn't imagine whether he would collapse on the spot when he heard his sweetheart say words like "dislike" and "bored" to him.

He is Shen Nian'an, the young master Shen of the Shangshu Mansion. He was born into a noble family, and his remaining pride does not allow him to do such a disgraceful thing.

Too ugly.

Gu Ling didn't expect that Minister Shen didn't abide by the agreement between them at all. She didn't wait for the fight for the throne to be over, but exaggerated the matter and gave Shen Nian'an the letter of withdrawal of engagement, which was supposed to reassure Minister Shen.

So much so that the letter she wrote to Shen Nian'an became evidence that she did not love him.

Gu Ling informed Shen Nian'an of what was not stated in the letter, and finally said: "Even if the Ninth Princess ascends the throne, there is still the Northern Territory eyeing her covetously, and no one knows how long this war will last.

Nian'an, missing you is bitter, waiting is endless. If you didn't like me so much, you wouldn't be too sad in these long years. "

Gu Ling knew that with her abilities she would not die easily, but she didn't know how long it would take for the future battle with the Northern Territory to end.

The deeper the love, the longer the remembrance.

She didn't want Shen Nian'an to be wasted by longing and time.

She thought, in the future, Shen Nian'an would be grown up, and she would return victorious. If he hadn't married, if he was willing -

She wanted to marry him and make him her Shen Lang.

Shen Nian'an walked towards Gu Ling step by step. He spoke each word clearly and said, "But you are wrong."

"I like you, more than I thought. And Shen Nian'an only wants one person to be my wife in this life."

He walked to Gu Ling's bed and squatted down. He also lay on the bed facing Gu Ling. The hem of his light blue skirt spread on the ground, like the flowers that he forgot to take away when he left in a hurry last season.

He smiled, wanton and bright, and said something straightforward and bold, with a provocation: "Gu Ling, I dare to marry you, do you dare to marry me?"

You see, the word "weak" doesn't fit Shen Nian'an at all, just like his favorite crabapple tree, which is straightforward and passionate, pure and sincere.

Gu Ling slowly stood up, her brows slightly knitted, as if she was enduring pain. Shen Nian'an hurriedly stood up to help her, and then -

He was pinned down on the bed by a man who had been so weak just a second ago.

A familiar yet unfamiliar touch came, and the breath was plundered inch by inch. At this moment, the two hearts that were jumping around were closer than ever before, accelerating, beating, and then resonating at the same frequency.

In this restless and hot summer, Shen Nian'an's cheeks were flushed because of someone, and spring appeared at the corners of his eyes because of someone.

Just before he was about to suffocate, Gu Ling let him go, and the two of them put their foreheads together, interlocking their fingers. He heard the person who occupied his entire mind say in a gentle yet firm tone: "I will marry you."

"Yes." Gu Ling smiled, "We have slept in the same bed before, it will be hard to end it without getting married!"

Shen Nian'an: "..." This person is really annoying. What would happen if he said he liked me?

He was a little angry, and another kiss fell, accompanied by a sentence: "Shen Nian'an, I like you."

That's enough, really.

Shen Nian'an thought.