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There was still blood on the sharp blade, which slid down the tip.Jun Huai threw the dagger far away in disgust, wiped his fingers carefully with a towel, and stared at Feng Lichen.

His face was pale, his lips were as red as blood, there was still that inexhaustible arc at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of pain.

At that moment, Jun Huai thought that Feng Lichen would call him "Huaihuai", so he seemed to be waiting for the "Huaihuai" and looked at Feng Lichen in silence until Feng Litian came over, and he Frowning in frustration, he stood up.

Feng Lichen never made a sound.

"Prime Minister Dongze has been waiting outside for a long time. If the emperor has nothing else to do, I will take him away." Jun Huai whispered to Feng Litian, with a smile on his lips, matching his handsome face. The appearance is a little more tender.

Feng Litian was silent for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"Follow me." Jun Huai said this to Feng Lichen, her voice was cold, without even a hint of a smile.

Feng Lichen stood up and followed behind Jun Huai.When passing by Feng Litian, Feng Litian held his arm and said urgently, "Don't you think about what I said before?"

Without turning his head, he said two words lightly, "Let go."

Feng Litian let him go, watched him go out, there was unknown resentment in those eyes.

Shen Zhang went to the National Teacher's Mansion to ask for someone. First, he didn't give Jun Huai face and said that he "did not keep his word". Jun Huai promised to bring him back, but he had to ask Jun Huai to serve him with delicious food and drink. Let's go, accompanied by beauties.

From the Royal Palace to the National Teacher's Mansion, the distance is not very far. The two walked on foot, with Jun Huai in front and Feng Lichen behind.

Many times in the past, Feng Lichen followed Jun Huai like this, following him neither fast nor slow. At that time, he would try his best to get close to Jun Huai, touching here and touching there; The feeling is desolate, and the only thing I want to do is to escape the powerless feeling.

"Do you still remember the day when I sent Liu Ji out on New Year's Day a few years ago?" Jun Huai suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked Feng Lichen.

Feng Lichen was still immersed in his emotions, the sudden question stunned him for a while, and then he nodded slowly.

"Shen Zhang seems to be very attached to you."

Feng Lichen didn't know what Jun Huai wanted to say, so she looked at him quietly, with a bit of inquiry in her eyes.Jun Huai chuckled, with a bit of doubt in his brows, as if he was a little puzzled by what he said.

He turned around without hesitation.Along the way, the two were silent.

When the two arrived at the National Teacher's Mansion, Shen Zhang had already taken a nap.Seeing Feng Lichen, her eyes gleamed like a fox's charm, and there was an unexplainable smile.

"What's the matter with your hands?" Shen Zhang is sensitive by nature, and at the first sight he saw that something was wrong with Feng Lichen's hands hidden in his sleeves.Stepping forward, Feng Lichen's inner garment was soaked in blood.

He subconsciously looked at Jun Huai.But Jun Huai just raised his eyebrows and took a small sip of his tea.

Shen Zhang looked at the wound on Feng Lichen's hand again, and now he understood a little bit, then shook the folding fan, and said with a smile: "Master, I will take him back like this, others think that Shen is bullying him ..."

The implication is that he wants to heal the wound on Feng Lichen's hand.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Lichen's expression was indifferent, as if he was not the person the two of them mentioned.Even when Shen Zhang grabbed his hand and looked at other wounds, he was never moved.

Shen Zhang's fingers picked up the outer button of Feng Lichen's clothes, exposing his lean collarbone with a perfect curve, and he wanted to continue to unbutton it with his hand. At this time, there was a "bang", and the teacup Colliding with the wooden table, the tea spilled a little, shimmering on the table case.

Shen Zhang looked over, and Jun Huai was looking at him coldly with narrowed eyes.He hooked the corner of his mouth, and pulled Feng Lichen's skirt up a bit.

"Let's deal with the wound on your hand for now." He looked at Jun Huai questioningly, with a warm smile.

"He is now the prime minister, and the prime minister can deal with it as he wants."

When Jun Huai said this, he was deliberately indifferent, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was full of jealousy.Shen Zhang looked at him, chuckled lightly, and turned his gaze back to Feng Lichen.

His expression was still as calm as water.

Jun Huai arranged an attic for Shen Zhang, and called him an imperial physician.The imperial doctor is a newcomer, the national teacher is standing on the left, and the prime minister is standing on the right. The person who treats the wound is the former emperor.

He was trembling with fear, and he didn't pay attention to the strength when he was treating the wound. The blood that had already stopped flowed out again, which made people feel frightened.

Shen Zhang took a deep breath impatiently, and looked at Jun Huai questioningly, "You didn't come here to torment him on purpose, did you?"

The air pressure in Jun Huai's whole body was also very low, and his whole body felt cold and prickly. He pushed the doctor's hand away, "Go down and leave the things behind."

The Imperial Physician, as if granted amnesty, left in a cold sweat, saying respectful words.

"You let him go, what about the injury on his hand?" Shen Zhang looked at Jun Huai with a half-smile.

Just as Jun Huai was about to speak, Feng Lichen withdrew his hand, "No, it will recover soon," he said, as before, he pressed the wound firmly with his inner garment, and then covered it with his outer garment.

No matter how noble and gorgeous he was before, he couldn't resist the humbleness and helplessness of his actions.

Jun Huai suddenly felt a pain somewhere in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.He knew that he was showing mercy to Feng Lichen, but it shouldn't be.

"Put out your hand, and I'll handle it for you." He ordered coldly.He thought that Feng Lichen would obediently show his hand when he heard it, but Feng Lichen didn't move. And add luster.

Always dark.

"It's okay." He heard Feng Lichen say that.

Jun Huai laughed a few times mockingly, and pulled his hand out involuntarily.With a cold expression, he pushed aside the obstructing clothes, and gently covered Feng Lichen's fingers with his fingers.

Feng Lichen's eyes trembled, and her long eyelashes looked like dancing butterflies.

Jun Huai's hands are white and long, with gentle movements, which are beautiful.He bent slightly to wipe the blood from Feng Lichen's wound, his expression was calm but serious.

Looking at it, Feng Lichen still felt that his heart would beat for Jun Huai.But he thought of Feng Yi and Feng You, who were like close relatives who were killed by the person in front of him.

Jun Huai is the murderer, but he himself is the source of all these tragedies.He hated Jun Huai for being ruthless, but he hated himself for being incompetent even more.

He wants to make atonement and use the rest of his life in exchange for peace of mind.