Shadow Guard, your emperor is disrupting the martial arts again!

Flower Street and Willow Alley, probably the least part of every prefecture and county, which man is not passionate?It is normal to have fun.Otherwise, it would be a romantic affair to invite a Qing Guaner to drink with him.

In this fertile south of the Yangtze River, the girls are all made by Shui'er, and they are very knowledgeable and interesting, which will definitely make people dream about and linger on.

There are countless examples of those young masters throwing a lot of money for a beautiful woman, and tonight, there is another one in this gentle village who is especially generous.Different from those landlords, tyrants and dandies, this one not only looks handsome and has a certain bearing in his brows, but what is even more rare is that he is attentive and gentle to everyone.

Besides Ji Han who left the palace a month ago, who else?

The girls here ask all the people's hearts, so they can naturally tell who is a scumbag, just want to pull them into bed, and who is flirting with them, but this one in front of her is gentle and smiling, neither hasty nor impatient, her eyes Without those disgusting desires, the hardest thing, and the thing that makes these poor women in the world of mortal tents almost cry, is the respect in their eyes...

It's not a vulgar and lewd thing, it's not a plaything for people's pleasure, but it's really treating them as human beings, a person who is equal to him...

The heart that had been buried deep underground seemed to suddenly come alive at this moment.

They scrambled to serve wholeheartedly, greedy for this rare moment.Only they themselves understood the awkwardness in the look they exchanged with each other.

If it was said that Ji Han hugged left and right, it was very lively, but the man in black standing silently beside him was frozen three feet, with a cold and fierce look, no one dared to approach him.

Ji Han took the drink from a shy dancer in red, played with the exquisite little wine cup, and smiled at the woman, "Thank you..."

He dragged out his long whispers in a warm voice, responding to the slightly raised corners of his slender eyes, making him appear more lazy and comfortable.

The red-clothed dancer's cheeks were blushed by the concentration in his eyes, and she bowed profusely, "What are you talking about, my lord?" She gently held the red gold-painted fan in her hand with a hand as soft as white jade, and the red silk on the fan surface was drawn out. With a graceful arc, it drifted down, "Wanniang will go and dance for the young master again."

Ji Han clapped his palms and smiled, "It's really wonderful for a beauty to startle her with a dance."

Ji Han watched the dance, but suddenly looked straight at Chengying's direction, seeing him standing with his eyes down, without saying a word, but sighed softly.

The beauties around asked him why he sighed with concern.

Ji Han's complexion was stunned, and his eyes were faint, "The dance is beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, but unfortunately there are some people who don't know how to appreciate it."

The beauties around him naturally noticed this strange point long ago, but they didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned it at this moment.You look at me, I look at you, blinked, a little confused about the situation, they collectively stopped talking, and only expressed their seriousness in listening to Ji Han's next words.

Clinker Ji Han smiled mysteriously, and stood up, "Okay, it's getting late, I should go and coax that stupid log, girls, see you next time."

Everyone is naturally reluctant to part.

Now that Ji Han had already left, Cheng Ying naturally asked him to leave immediately.It's just that Ji Han, who was walking in front, didn't see it. Chengying deliberately lagged behind him a few steps for the first time. Huarong paled in fright, and took a few steps back again and again.

Especially the dancer who handed the wine directly met his cold and scrutinizing gaze, and felt as if she was in the middle of the corpses in the sea of ​​blood, her feet went limp, and she fell straight down.

Ji Han didn't notice the panic in the moment after he left, but just left the ambiguous Honghua Street with hands behind his back and frowning.

After all, Honghua Street is special, and it does night business, so it does not close its doors at night.Here is a gathering place for vendors, but it is too late now, most of the shops have already closed at this moment, the street is very quiet, there is no sound of people.

Ji □□ was walking, but suddenly turned his head, the darkness made him unable to see Chengying's expression clearly, and he didn't want to have to bother to figure out Chengying, so he had to stare at the person opposite.

Ji Han didn't open his mouth, and Chengying naturally wouldn't take the initiative to speak, but remained silent as always, like a stone sculpture that would never open his mouth.

In the sky of the twelfth lunar month, Ji Han felt a little angry, opened the folding fan with a bang, and closed it again, with a deep sense of disbelief and hatred, "You see me and those group of people The woman made fun of her, so she didn't say anything?"

Cheng Ying seemed to pause for a moment, his lips were almost pursed into a straight line, appearing extraordinarily stubborn and forbearing, his cold voice was extraordinarily clear on the street, "What does the master need his subordinates to do?"

Even the address has become master and subordinate!Although Ji Han had repeatedly warned himself not to lose his temper with him, but Chengying's non-violent non-cooperative indifference made him almost speechless under rage, "What are you doing? Why don't you send that dancer to the lonely bed ?!"

If he really dares, really dares to do this, Gu will definitely let him go to bed to wake up and wake up!It's no use begging for mercy! !

Ji Han was still puffing and puffing on his own, but there was an answer so stiff and rigid that he couldn't hear his emotions.

"Subordinates... can't do it..."

"Can't do it? You can't even do this...!" Ji Han woke up suddenly, looked up at him, but saw someone kneeling straight in the road at some point, with the broken hair hanging on his forehead completely intact He blocked his eyes, but he couldn't hide the stiffness and restraint on his side...

At that moment, Ji Han seemed to be poured from head to toe by a bucket of ice water, and he realized what he had done and how hurtful it was...

Ji Han slapped himself with a backhand, without holding back a bit, with such force that his head turned slightly, and a bright red slap print appeared on his face quickly.

Chengying was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react until the crisp sound dissipated, and he didn't care that he was still kneeling, and took two steps on his knees in panic to see his injury.

But Ji Han stopped his movements, just knelt down, hugged the man in front of him tremblingly, said sorry in his ear, and repeated his confession...

All of a sudden, he who faced the future of death without fear, and faced the opportunity of rebirth without shedding tears, was sobbing at this moment.

He asked himself over and over again:

Ji Han, Ji Han, how can you force him like this? !

How can you still distrust him so much? !

How could you insult him so cruelly! ?

You clearly know his loyalty, his forbearance, his sincerity...

How can you turn a blind eye and continue to doubt?

How can you still try to control everything, design him, and hurt him repeatedly?

Isn't he doing enough for you...

How can you bear to rely on his tolerance and ignore his feelings to force him like this?

Isn't the ending of the previous life not enough...

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Chengying was hugged by him, but suddenly she was stunned.

He is used to seeing Ji Han being strong and decisive in front of ministers, strategizing in front of enemies, gentle and affectionate in front of strangers, and reckless and rascal in front of him, but he has never seen him show weakness like this...

Is it because of him?

Because of a shadow guard who can't see the light?

Cheng Ying just closed her eyes and didn't think about it.

His hand touched Ji Han's back hesitantly, and he only responded gently, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

It was all done with patience, without a murmur of dissatisfaction...

After an unknown amount of time, the moon changed direction and was about to disappear, Ji Han kissed the eyebrows of the person in his arms.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control it... I seem to be sick again. Next time, you just throw me into the river and let me wake up properly."

At this moment, Chengying saw the corner of his mouth lightly curled up, and he didn't say anything. He just took out the special plaster in his arms and applied it to his cheek.

Ji Han was dazzled by this short-lived smile, no matter how hot his face was in pain, he obediently did not move.

After applying the medicine, Cheng Ying hugged his master and rushed back with light work. Ji Han nestled in his arms, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I just wanted to see if you would be jealous yesterday."

Chengying's footsteps did not stop.

"...Tenderness and everything are pretending, only you know how bad I am."

Chengying paused.

"...I don't subjectively think that anyone is inferior. It's enough for those girls to have at least a little bit of kindness and desire in their hearts."

"...Master Rende."

It turns out that you thought so.

Cheng Ying looked at the gradually brightening sky, and there was a trace of sadness between the resolute brows...

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