"What kind of stimulation did Miss Fang San receive?" The palace maid looked at the figure on the wall while whispering to her companions, "She just blocked the Queen's sword, and it has only been two days since she was able to get out of bed and walk around. Why? Just use the sword?"
"You don't know about this, right?" The palace maid next to her said mysteriously: "I heard that Miss Fang San and the Queen are very close to each other. This time I watched my eldest sister almost being assassinated, and I felt very uncomfortable. For this reason What's wrong with dancing with swords?"
Before she finished speaking, she heard an "ouch" from her companion, "The sword in Miss Fang San's hand fell off again. How many times has this happened?"
Two figures stood not far away, one was tall and the other was thin, they were Li Shengxuan and Mo Han.
Li Shengxuan listened to the conversation of the palace ladies and felt mixed emotions in his heart. Although Mo Han couldn't hear clearly, he could deduce the general idea from a few words. Unspeakable sourness welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn red at the end of his eyes.
"Do you want to see her?" Li Shengxuan looked at Mo Han, who was obviously suppressing his emotions. He clenched his fists and turned his head away. He didn't speak for a long time.
So Li Shengxuan didn't ask any more questions and walked straight towards the inner courtyard of Fengyi Palace. The guards and maids along the way wanted to salute and say hello, but he stopped them, as if they were afraid of disturbing anyone.
Mo Han lowered his head and followed Li Shengxuan. The two of them stopped at the corner of the inner courtyard and looked at Fang Zilan, who fell to the ground holding a plum sword and gasping for air.
Although it was just a back view, he looked much thinner. As if sensing someone coming, Fang Zilan stood up with a sword in her left hand to support her body, and turned her head to look over.
It was already early winter, but Fang Zilan was dripping with sweat as if she had been fished out of the water. Her broken hair stuck to her face, and the sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks and onto her clothes, mixing with the sweat on her neck, leaving a patch of sweat. stains.
Fang Zilan didn't wait to salute when she heard Li Shengxuan ask: "Where are the Qiuchan people? Why are you here alone with no one to take care of you?"
"Qiu Chan... was sent back to the Fang family by me when I left the palace." Fang Zilan paused almost abruptly and said unnaturally: "I'm used to being alone."
Li Shengxuan did not comment, but just pulled Fang Zilan's left hand. Without any effort, he heard a clang and the plum sword fell to the ground again.
"Show off your strength." Two words, neither light nor serious, came out of Li Shengxuan's mouth, revealing an indescribable ambiguity. Fang Zilan subconsciously wanted to break free, but after practicing for too long, her left hand, which had not yet adapted, had lost its strength and was shaking violently.
Li Shengxuan picked up the plum sword on the ground with his other hand and sighed, "You are so seriously injured, why don't you take a break?"
"If I stop, I'm afraid your majesty will see my body." Fang Zilan stretched out his right hand and let go before he touched Li Shengxuan's sleeve.
Mo Han watched silently until he saw Fang Zilan's right hand wrapped in gauze, with only five fingers exposed, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.
Fang Zilan walked up to Mo Han, raised the corners of her lips, and raised her hand to wipe his tears, "Mo Han, don't cry, I'm fine."
As if the scene from many years ago overlapped with his eyes, Mo Han suddenly remembered that when he was playing on the swing with Fang Zilan when he was a child, he failed to control the strength and caused her to fall off the swing. She was also like this.
The exact same words and the same coaxing smile. Even when he secretly discovered that most of the skin on her back was scratched, he remained silent and pretended to be fine.
So many years have passed, even the world she lives in has changed, but she is still like this.
However, there was another sentence behind it, and it was his turn to say it this time.
"Sister Lan, let's go home." Mo Han gently held Fang Zilan's left wrist. She pursed her lips, not knowing what to do for a moment. She didn't want to refuse, but she couldn't agree, "Mo Han, I..."
However, before Mo Han could wait for Fang Zilan to say anything, he pulled her forward and took a step forward. Behind him, Li Shengxuan said in a deep voice: "Where are you taking her?"
Mo Han kept walking, "As long as Sister Lan is willing, I can go anywhere." After he said that, Fang Zilan stopped, "Or are you saying that Sister Lan is not willing?"
There was indescribable disappointment in his voice, and more of a cautious hope. Fang Zilan was unwilling to extinguish this hope like a candle in the wind with her own hands, but...
"It turns out Sister Lan doesn't want to." Mo Han smiled self-deprecatingly and let go, "This has always been my wishful thinking."
"Mo Han, that's not what I meant." Fang Zilan waved her hands hurriedly, and before she could defend herself, Mo Han turned to Li Shengxuan, bowed, and said respectfully: "Sinner Mo Han, I want to ask for a favor from your majesty. "
sinner? When Fang Zilan heard these two words, her body swayed and she took a few steps back before standing more firmly. If it weren't for her, how could Mo Han become the so-called sinner?
Li Shengxuan pressed Fang Zilan's body from behind without leaving any trace, but it was Mo Han who looked at her, "What kind of grace?"
"The sinner wants to return to Mushan Pass, guard the border, and never leave in this life." Mo Han's words were like huge rocks, weighing down Fang Zilan's breath - did he want to leave?
Li Shengxuan didn't speak, and Fang Zilan said uncontrollably: "I promised you that I would pay for my life..."
"Sister Lan, are you serious?" Mo Han interrupted Fang Zilan abruptly and forced a smile, "I said harsh words just to hope that you would come back alive. Now seeing you standing in front of me is enough. "
Fang Zilan's eyes were red and she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"Sister Lan, I should have listened to you." Mo Han reached out and tucked Fang Zilan's broken hair behind her ears. "It was an unnecessary mistake for me to stay in the capital. Now, it's time to end it."
Fang Zilan held Mo Han's hand tightly, shook her head and said, "Mo Han doesn't want..."
"Sister Lan, no one can watch their loved ones wandering on the edge of life and death again and again, and I am no exception." Mo Han returned to hold Fang Zilan's hand, "I can't do anything, so I won't stay with you and cause trouble. .”
After saying this, he suddenly let go of his hand, and after observing all manners, he left without looking back.
Fang Zilan watched Mo Han's back disappear, as if she had been drained of strength, and her legs were weak. If Li Shengxuan hadn't been supporting her behind her, she might have fallen to the ground immediately.
"Do you want Mo Han to leave?" Li Shengxuan asked quietly. Fang Zilan bit her lips and finally said: "Your Majesty, please send Mo Han back to Mushan Pass."
Her voice was extremely soft, but Li Shengxuan could still hear the subtle cry in it. He put one hand around her shoulders from behind and covered her eyes with the other, his palms warm and moist.
It seemed that someone was blocking her, and crying was no longer a secret thing. Fang Zilan's sobs became louder and louder, "As long as Mo Han can be well, what does it matter whether he is in the capital or at Mushan Pass? But in the future I will , I can’t see him anymore…”
