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His expression was in a trance, those beautiful purple eyes glowed dimly, somewhat, somewhat unwillingly and aggrieved.

Jun Huai always turned a blind eye, "No need. You'll be fine in the future, so don't come to me."

Feng Lichen just remembered that he came here because he had something to discuss with Jun Huai. However, when he just entered the door, he saw the two people arguing, and when he was angry, he forgot everything.

"I have something to tell you."

Jun Huai looked at him coldly, did not speak, and waited for his next words.

"However, what I want to do now is to find out his identity. Not everyone can enter this imperial city." Feng Lichen looked straight into Jun Huai's eyes. He hid his emotions and smiled lightly. He said, "Do you want him to follow me obediently, or force me to use the guards to drag him away?"

Using guards is not just as simple as asking.

Jun Huai's expression changed, and he looked at Jun Huai with a little resentment in his eyes.This is not the first time Feng Lichen has seen it. Long ago, when he used Feng Litian to threaten Jun Huai to marry him and force Jun Huai to compromise, those eyes, with such an expression, were beyond count.

He has long been used to it, "Huaihuai, you choose."

Jun Huai suddenly laughed a few times, and his indifferent voice seemed a little desolate in the dim room, "Why don't you drag me away together? Give me some lessons, maybe I will become better next time and listen to you , would you like to stay by your side?"

His voice was very soft, somewhat ethereal.But in Feng Lichen's ears, each word turned into a huge stone, pressing on the tip of his heart, making him breathless.

"Huaihuai, you are so cunning." Jun Huaiming knew that he was reluctant, so he still said these words to provoke him, "It's just a picked person, you want to protect him like this?"

"I am willing." Jun Huai hugged him in his arms as if to prove something.

The jealousy in Feng Lichen's eyes seemed to tear people apart, but the indifference in Jun Huai's eyes was like pouring a basin of ice water on his head, making him helpless and his whole body shivering.After a while, he said: "Okay, then I'll ask here."

Jun Huai didn't speak, and comforted the people around him, then walked to the side and sat down, like a person watching a theater.

Feng Lichen's first sentence was to reveal his identity.Hearing this, the man immediately looked at Jun Huai at a loss, because no one taught him what to do when he saw the emperor, let alone the "rituals" he should do.

Seeing him like this, Feng Lichen sneered, "Don't you kneel?" He had always been suspicious of this person, but now he doesn't even understand etiquette, which makes him even more impatient.

The man trembled and did not speak, his eyes filled with tears.It seemed that as long as Feng Lichen said a word, tears would fall.

Feng Lichen took a step forward, the man's legs trembled and he was about to kneel down.At this moment, Jun Huai quickly grabbed him by the arm, and said calmly, "He has a leg injury."

The implication is that he cannot kneel.

Feng Lichen's body trembled, and he saw a bit of disdain and stubbornness in Jun Huai's eyes. At that moment, the unwillingness and anger in his heart scrambled to occupy his rationality, and he even raised his hand. Hesitant, this slap can slap him down.

But facing Jun Huai's face, he still couldn't bear it.

His eye sockets were red, redder than the eye sockets of the person Jun Huai was protecting.But Jun Huai just couldn't see his despair and loss, and he still stabbed his heart with a knife, even if it was riddled with holes, he could still do it.

"Forget it." Feng Lichen lowered his eyes, looked at Jun Huai and the man's hand, laughed at himself, and withdrew his hand.

Before the tears came down, she turned around and went out resolutely, as if she didn't have the slightest nostalgia for the person behind her.

He can't bear anything, but born in this intriguing palace, if he doesn't disguise himself well and expose his weakness, it will be a fatal blow.

Laughing with the corners of his mouth pulled, only he knew the unspeakable sadness behind it.Only he himself knows how much pressure he has endured.

And Jun Huai, after hurting him without scruple, saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, and thought that he was really omnipotent.

After leaving Yuluan Hall, his stomach began to play tricks on him, and he felt cramps inside.He didn't dare to move, so he leaned against the stone lion statue on the left side of the entrance of the hall.

Waiting for the pain to subside, he was already in a cold sweat, his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it took him a lot of strength to take a step.

He touched his stomach, raised his head, and under the dim moonlight, the three big characters "Yuluan Palace" declared to him the identity of the master.

The fingers gently caressed the eyes of the stone lion, as if to engrave the lines on the heart.He smiled habitually, "Huaihuai, what should I do?"

The corners of his eyes seemed to be glowing.In his heart, he was suffocatingly sad. Under the moonlight, he left alone, lonely and helpless.