Grandpa is too violent Tell grandpa who you are (second update)

  "Just now, I went to call General Leng, but there was no movement inside the tent. I entered the tent and saw General Leng lying motionless on his bed." The soldier in front of him said with a trembling voice.

  Feng Ao's eyes sank slightly, then looked at Mu Han Yao and said, "You all continue."

  "Yes." Mu Han looked at Feng Ao Tian from afar, nodded, then turned around and led the crowd back to their camp.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the soldier beside him and said, "Bring me to his barracks."

  "Yes." The soldier took orders and led Feng Ao Tian to the front, she walked into the camp and saw Leng Qian Ye lying on the bed, his arm was placed on one side, the wound had turned into black blood. She continued to move forward, softly calling out "Leng Qian Ye?"

  Seeing him without any movement, he immediately helped him up, bowed his head, sucked the black blood from his wound and spat it on the ground. He was bitten, how did he manage to hold on for so long?

  She steadied him and sat down cross-legged, then raised her palm to transmit her inner energy to him. Cold sweat beaded on Qianye's forehead as the tent was silent.

  Inside the council hall, Mu Han gazed at Li Su and Qi Bai in front of him, "Last night's battle, you all make a statement. The new method used last night, now, order people to redo it and put it on the city wall."

  "Yes." Li Su and Ji Bai, as well as the others, were still worried about Leng Qianye, but when they saw Mu Han's cold and stern face, they didn't dare ask more questions.

  After Mo Han Yao had handed over all matters properly, everyone walked out of the meeting hall. However, still no news was heard, and everyone looked at Mo Han Yao.

  "General Mu and General Mo want to go take a look," said Ji Bai from the side.

  "Yes, it's like this now, I'm really worried." Li Su also echoed beside him.

  Mu Han looked at them from afar, "Everything will proceed as usual, you all go and attend to your duties."

  Everyone was stunned, then responded with "yes", and dispersed afterwards.

  Mu Han stepped forward and walked towards the camp of Leng Qianye, standing outside, he saw the soldiers guarding the camp, "Is there any movement inside?"

  "Your Majesty went in and has yet to come out." The soldier reported back in a low voice.

  Mu Han took a step forward, gazing at the sky ahead, his austere face lit up with a hint of radiance, without uttering a word.

  Feng Ao Tian slowly withdrew her palm, and Leng Qian Ye's body gradually fell towards her. She caught him, and he leaned against her shoulder, slightly opening his eyes to gaze at her face before slowly closing them again and losing consciousness.

  Feng Ao Tian got up, laid him flat on the bed, covered him with a quilt, then put a pill in his mouth, saw him swallow it, bandaged the wound on his arm, and turned around to walk out of the tent.

  As soon as he stepped out of the tent, the soldiers guarding outside immediately knelt down on the ground, "Your Majesty!"

  Feng Ao Tian raised her eyes and looked at Mu Han Yao, who was standing with his back to her. She took a step forward, and he turned around, bowing and saying, "Your Majesty."

  "What are you thinking about?" Feng Ao Tian smiled lightly and raised his hand, placing it in his palm.

  "Are you okay, Senya?"

  "Hmm, bitten by a bug, didn't clean it up in time, now it's fine." Feng Ao Tian nodded and looked at him, "Accompany me for a walk."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded and took her hand, walking forward together.

  "Your Majesty, who are these people?" Mu Han looked at Feng Ao Tian from afar, expressing the doubts in his mind.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "They are people of the Wu tribe, however, they were possessed by evil spirits. The imperial palace was also attacked last night."

  Mo Han's gaze was distant and his eyes narrowed slightly as he stared into the distance, "This matter is definitely related to the Qi State."

  "It seems they've made their move." Feng Ao Tian's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he continued, "There must be a mole within the military camp; otherwise, how could Xing Ziyuan have fallen into their trap?"

  "These days, I have been secretly investigating, but there is no clue." Mu Han Yao looked at Feng Ao Tian and continued to say.

  "It doesn't matter, a fox will always reveal its tail." Feng Ao Tian said calmly.

  The border is now in autumn, with crisp air and pleasant weather. The grass has turned yellow, and a gust of wind blows by, scattering the hems of their clothes. They don't have much to say, just quietly strolling like this.

  Leng Qianye slowly came to, propping himself up with a somewhat throbbing forehead. He looked at the brocade quilt covering his body, then glanced at his arm, which was already bandaged. On the ground, there was still a patch of dark blood. He recalled seeing Feng Ao Tian's face in his daze earlier. He got out of bed and walked out of the military camp.

  The soldier saw Leng Qianye and exclaimed with joy, "General, you're finally awake."

  "What happened?" asked Leng Qianye, looking at the soldier in front of him.

  "I had just called for you to go to the council chamber, but didn't hear any response. I entered your tent and saw you lying on the bed, with no reaction at all. So, I rushed to the council chamber and reported to the Emperor, who then came here immediately." The soldier recounted what had happened earlier in detail.

  "Hmm, I see." Leng Qianye knew that what had just happened wasn't an illusion, but rather, she really had come, and it was she who had saved him.

  He turned his gaze to the wound on his arm, gently stroking it, then turned around and entered the tent. After washing up, he came out and asked, "Where is Your Majesty?"

  "The General Mu has gone to the grassland over there." The soldier replied in a low voice.

  Rei Kiriya gazed out at the distant lawn and then began walking forward.

  "Leave the border affairs to you and Leng Qianye, I'll return tomorrow." Feng Ao Tian thought, three days later is the imperial examination, and besides, the situation in the palace is now unknown.

  Mu Han was taken aback for a moment, unsure of why, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with an unruffled expression, let out a faint sigh, then plucked a yellowed blade of grass and played with it in his hand while holding onto his hand, the two walking forward together.

  Then, a hawk was heard flying overhead, and suddenly it dived down from in front of her. Feng Ao Tian leapt into the air and caught the diving hawk, then landed on the ground.

  Mu Han Yao went forward and looked at her, "Your Majesty, this eagle is injured."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian looked at the arrow lodged in its body, then gently placed it on the ground. One hand stroked its head, while the other pulled out the arrow from its body. He then tore off a piece of cloth from his own clothes, took out the golden wound medicine from his bosom, sprinkled it on the eagle's body, and bandaged it up. Looking at the eagle again, he turned to Mu Han Yao, "I'm giving this eagle to you as a gift."

  Mu Han Yao looked again and saw Feng Ao Tian. Who would appreciate this? He continued to respond, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Feng Ao Tian smiled shallowly and looked at him, "Take good care of it, next time you see me, bring it with you."

  "Yes." Mu Han nodded remotely, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Ao Tian.

  A gentle breeze blew across their figures, and as the two leaned in close, Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes to meet Mo Han Yao's chin. He stumbled backward, but before he could fall, Feng Ao Tian stretched out a hand to catch him, only to find himself tumbling into Mo Han Yao's embrace instead.

  Feng Ao Tian's hands were placed on either side of him, his head bowed, gazing at his cold lips, then he lowered his head and kissed her. Mu Han Yao opened his arms wide, embracing her, and with a flip of their bodies, the two rolled down onto the grass, still entwined in each other's arms.

  After the two of them calmed down, Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and knocked on his forehead, "Idiot."

  Mo Han was dazed again, looking at her face close at hand, the image that emerged in his mind was still her dressed as a woman, then another somersault, pinning her under him, lowering his head, kissing her lips.

  Leng Qianye stood in the distance, gazing at the scene before him. He hastily turned around, raised his eyes, and suddenly felt that the air here was a bit stifling. The scene was quite piercing to the eye. He continued to lift his feet and left the lawn.

  Feng Ao Tian lifted his head and bit his lips, then flipped over, pinning him down, his slender hands slid to his chest, lightly tracing the contours of his armor, and easily unbuttoned his clothes. He chuckled softly, "You're voluntarily coming into my arms."

  A faint glimmer of cold light flashed across her distant gaze, and she found herself wondering what she was doing. Why did she lose control around her? Hurriedly reaching out, she grasped her hand, "Your Majesty..."

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and pressed it to one side, then lowered his head, looking at the words carved on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, whose person are you?"

  "It's His Majesty." Murong Yan said without hesitation.

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded, then lowered his head and bit into the wound, biting down hard. He continued downwards, listening to the rise and fall of his chest, shaking with powerful force. His other hand had already slowly moved downwards, touching that unique place.

  Mu Han's body stiffened slightly, and then he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Your Majesty..."

  Feng Ao Tian let go of his hand, then left his body, re-fastened the clothes on him, and stood up. "You said you wouldn't know unless you touched it, right? I didn't touch it last time, but this time I did, so now I know."

  Even if he was a cold person, at this moment, his ancient copper-colored face also had a hint of crimson. He stood up from the grass and turned around, walking forward, only to see that the eagle seemed to have a spirit, its eyes gazing at him with a sorrowful resentment.

  Feng Ao Tian stood still, waiting for him to walk over with the eagle in his arms. She stepped forward and took his hand, "Let's head back to camp."

  "Hmm." Mu Han stood by her side, and the two slowly returned to the military camp.

  Leng Qianye stood outside the tent, watching the two of them walk hand in hand. His face was as cold and dusty as ever, but at this moment, in this desolate border town, even though he was wearing his military uniform, there was an air of extraordinary elegance about him that seemed to transcend the mundane world.

  Feng Ao Tian saw Leng Qian Ye standing in front of the tent from afar. She walked up to him step by step, looking at him, "Is your body feeling a bit better?"

  "It doesn't matter, Your Majesty." said Leng Qianye calmly.

  Feng Ao Tian Shang raised his hand, covered his pulse, and then looked up at him. "Hmm, it's fine now. In the future, you can't keep pushing yourself like this. If I had arrived a step later, you would have really gone to see King Yan."

  "Thank you, Your Majesty." Leng Qianye bowed her head, looking at her own wrist as she spoke.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the sky and said, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

  For Cold Qianye, Feng Ao Tian knew that this body had owed him for the past two years. Now that she had become the master of this body, she would have to take responsibility for its past mistakes. She was not someone who could shirk her responsibilities.

  Leng Qianye looked at Mu Han's arms and saw an eagle in his embrace. His eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, "Why bring back an eagle?"

  "It was injured, the Emperor saved it and gave it to me as a reward." Murong Yan said, lowering his head to look at the eagle quietly lying in his arms.

  Leng Qianye glanced sideways at Feng Ao Tian, no longer speaking, and followed the two of them as they walked forward.

  Two people entered the camp, bordering on limited grain and grass, not comparable to the imperial palace, having something to eat was already good, so Feng Ao Tian looked at the coarse tea and light meal in front of her, thinking that compared to her previous life, it was much better.

  She had never been particular about food, so she sat down, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, looked at the two of them, and separately picked out dishes to put in their bowls. "Let's eat."

  "Yes." The two replied, then picked up their bowls and chopsticks. The three of them quietly had their meal. Leng Qianye remembered that this was the first time he had a meal with Feng Ao Tian together.

  After lunch, Feng Ao Tian stood up and looked at the two of them, "Let's go to the city watchtower."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao and Leng Qian Ye naturally knew that the Emperor was going to inspect the city wall.

  Three people immediately went to the city building, Feng Ao Tian looked at the scene in front of him, "The army of Qī Guó is stationed five miles away from our city building."

  "Yes." Murong Yan looked at Feng Ao Tian from afar and replied.

  "Have you ever used a slingshot when you were young?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Yao and Leng Qian Ye, then asked.

  "I've played before." Murong Yan and Leng Qianye nodded in unison.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at them and asked, "If you were to make the slingshot ten times larger than before, how far do you think he could shoot?"

  Mochan Yao and Leng Qianye looked at Feng Ao Tian, "There should be three miles."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded and said, "What if it's doubled again?"

  "Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Mu Han's eyes sparkled as he looked at Feng Ao Tian.

  "It's just as you thought." Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Yao, smiling lightly. "At present, the weapons used by the Phoenix Country are too outdated. I have found the latest weapons from the other three major powers and will renovate them soon. The Ministry of War will work through the night to manufacture them, and they can arrive at the border within a month."

  "Yes." Leng Qianye thought that their current weapons were outdated, but given the current situation in Feng Guo, they didn't dare ask for anything else. However, she had already thought of it.

  Feng Ao Tian continued to look at Leng Qian Ye, "How's the two military books I gave you?"

  "I've only finished about 80% of the first book." Leng Qianye felt that the later parts were increasingly incomprehensible.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, "Tell Grandfather later."

  "Yes." Reiko's enthusiasm for the art of war far exceeded all his other interests, and now that he had a chance to dispel his doubts, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, revealing a rare glimpse of his intense focus.

  "May I be allowed to listen in?"

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, "Of course."

  "In a radius of eight miles, every ten feet, defenses must be set up." Feng Ao Tian looked at the commotion in front of him, "Before Qiguo takes further action."

  "Yes." Mu Han Lian hastily replied, "How should we set up our defenses?"

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the two of them, "Every ten feet, send someone to dig a three-foot-deep ditch. If we go to war, pour the wine into the ditch and set it on fire. The entire ditch will be ablaze, and they won't dare come forward."

  "What a good method." Murong Yan couldn't help but praise.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at them, "As for the follow-up matters, you two can arrange it as you see fit. If there's anything needed, just report to me."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao and Leng Qian Ye hastily replied in unison.

  The three of them returned to their camp, and went into Leng Qianye's tent. Feng Ao Tian sat in the middle, with Leng Qianye on his left and Mu Han Yao on his right.

  "Where?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Leng Qian Ye and asked again.

  Rei Kiriye then flipped it over with a puzzled expression, pointing at the formation on top and asked, "I don't quite understand this part."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the formation in front of him, then took out paper and pen, drew another one, and handed it to him, "Can you understand?"

  Leng Qianye suddenly came to a realization and looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Your subject thanks Your Majesty."

  Mo Han sat on one side, watching the two of them focus on military strategy, but he hadn't looked at it before, so he was a bit puzzled, and could only sit there with a cold face, staring blankly at the two of them, silent.

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze, looking at him with a shallow smile, "In the future, let him tell you himself."

  "Hmm." Mu Han nodded remotely.

  "After finishing the last explanation, Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, 'The second volume is more complicated than the first one. If you have any doubts, write a letter and let Han Yao bring it to me.'"

  "I understand." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Feng Ao Tian, suddenly feeling that in his heart, the hatred he had for the person in front of him was no longer there.

  Feng Ao Tian stood up again, raised his eyes and looked at the current sky, "This day has passed in a flash."

  He looked up at the darkening sky and felt that time had passed too quickly for the first time. He stood up and walked out of the camp.

  Feng Ao Tian watched him leave, then turned to Leng Qian Ye, "If your sister hadn't lost her heart to Han Yao, I would have spared her."

  Mo Han was standing outside the camp, listening to Feng Ao Tian's words. For some reason, a faint warmth flashed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth also curled up into a slight smile.

  Leng Qianye was taken aback, looking at her, "Your Majesty, she's just a young and ignorant girl."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, his eyes flashing with tension, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder. "The girls' college exam has started, counting the days, she rushed back, just in time to sign up for the exam. I'd like to see if the children of the Leng family are all stubborn and unyielding."

  Leng Qianye looked at Feng Ao Tian, the huge stone in his heart finally put down, he quickly got up and bowed, saying, "Your subject thanks Your Majesty."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with such an expression and couldn't help but laugh, "I've found that your attitude towards me this time is not as cold as it used to be."

  Leng Qianye was taken aback, only then realizing that, indeed, he no longer felt the usual disgust when looking at her now.

  Feng Ao Tian stood up, "You rest well, and who knows when we'll meet again next time."

  Leng Qianye raised his eyes, watching her leave until the curtain fell, then lowered his head to look at the paper on the table with her handwriting, he just quietly looked.

  Feng Ao Tian walked out of the camp, went forward, and from behind Mu Han Yao's back, held his hand, "Do you like standing in the empty space?"

  "Mm." Mu Han nodded, a habit he had unknowingly developed, and whenever her face appeared in his mind, he would stand in the empty space, gazing up at the night sky.

  Feng Ao Tian led him into the camp, turned his head and saw a familiar figure. He walked forward, looking at the clear and handsome man in front of him, with scars on his face, but standing stubbornly in place.

  After half a year, now, meeting again, he actually feels stronger than before, "Follow Grandpa in."

  Qing Yi raised her eyes and looked at her, but unlike before, she didn't seem timid. Instead, with a determined tone, he said in a low voice, "Yes."

  Feng Ao Tian turned around and followed Mu Han into the tent, with Qing Yi following behind her. As soon as they entered the tent, she half-knelt down and said, "Your Majesty!"

  "Get up." Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "Tell me, who was it that made Xing Zhiyan fall under the evil spell?"

  Qing Yi looked at Feng Ao Tian, his eyes dimming slightly, and he knelt down again. "Your Majesty, this person is not someone I can speak of."

  "Your benefactor?" Feng Ao Tian continued to ask.

  "That's right." The man in green nodded, "I am not capable of betraying a benefactor."

  "Alright." Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "This time, follow me back to the capital."

  Qing Yi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Ao Tian, obviously taken aback for a moment, then lowered her eyelids, "Yes."

  Mu Han Yao was also stunned, looking at the green-robed man in front of him, he didn't know why, but his heart felt uncomfortable. "Your Majesty, he..."

  "It doesn't matter." Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Yao, "I have a three-year agreement with him, and I will definitely keep my word."

  Qing Yi's heart skipped a beat, all these days, everything he had seen and experienced, for Feng Ao Tian, family feuds must be avenged, this was also the courage that supported him to live on.

  "You can withdraw." Feng Ao Tian said calmly.

  "Yes." The man in green stood up and walked out of the tent, looking up at the dark night ahead. He let out a low sigh, what was destined to come would eventually arrive.

  Feng Ao Tian stood up and looked at him, "Take a bath, rest, tomorrow I will return to the capital."

  "Yes." Murong Yan nodded and ordered someone to prepare hot water. The two of them simply bathed, washed their faces, and then lay down on the bed.

  Mo Han gazed at Feng Ao Tian from afar, his eyes dimly lit. "Your Majesty, why are you looking at me?"

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand to outline the shape of his eyebrows, recalling the first time he saw him, and now he still had that cold expression. She covered his eyes with her hands, "Sleep."

  Mo Han stretched out his hand from a distance, grasped her hand in his palm, then closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

  In the palace, today, still didn't attend the morning court, however, the news from the Emperor, the border crisis has been resolved, although 30,000 soldiers were injured, both Big Brother and Cold Big Brother were wounded, fortunately, it's not serious, Mu Han Yao can finally put her mind at ease.

  He covered his heart, and for this day, he didn't cough up blood. Thinking of this, he raised his eyes to look at the moonlight today, tomorrow the Emperor will be back, but he doesn't know why, waiting like this is unusually hard to bear.

  He slowly turned around, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his chest, and spat out blood. He lowered his head to look at his wrist, where the red thread had already passed beyond it. A strand of black silk flashed by, and he raised his hand to catch it, but instead found himself holding a piece of pure white silk.

  He was startled at once, and then hurried to the copper mirror, waiting to look at his hair, he was so frightened that he retreated continuously, covering his mouth, and fell to the ground.

  Feng Ao Tian also felt the pain in his sleep, hurriedly opened his eyes, turned to look at Mu Han lying beside him, and suddenly let out a sigh of relief. He slowly got up, put on his outer robe, and walked out of the tent.

  Leng Qianye didn't know why, but this night he suddenly had no sleepiness at all. He walked out of the camp and looked up at the night sky.

  Feng Ao Tian walked on the dimly lit empty ground, step by step, letting the cold wind blow her clothes, face, and black hair. She pulled up her outer robe, wondering how long Mu Han Jin would continue to deceive her.

  Leng Qianye unknowingly walked out of the military camp, raised his eyes, and saw a figure walking in the distance. He recognized at a glance that it was Feng Ao Tian. He stopped in his tracks, hesitating, unsure whether to approach him.

  Feng Ao Tian continued walking, but Leng Qian Ye slowed down his pace to follow him. Under the clear and cold moonlight, he felt that the figure in front of him was extremely lonely, exuding endless desolation.

  For some reason, his feet seemed to be out of control and just kept walking forward.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his head, took a glance at the sky, took a deep breath, and then turned around. He saw Leng Qian Ye walking towards him from a distance, standing still, waiting for him to approach.

  Leng Qianye turned around, and as she looked up at him with her eyes, he felt that every step he took was heavy, as if there were a thousand pounds on his feet.

  Waiting for him to fall in front of her, she bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and asked, "How did you get out?"

  "What about the Emperor?" Cold Qianye returned to her usual aloof demeanor and asked in a light tone.

  Feng Ao Tian took a deep breath, raised his eyes and gazed at the distant moonlight, "Thinking of someone."

  "I am too." Chilly Qiuyue almost blurted out, wondering who she was thinking of.

  "Are you thinking of Xing Zhiyan?" Feng Ao Tian looked at him and asked.

  "It's not." Han Qianye said calmly, "I have never had any romantic feelings for her."

  "Oh." Feng Ao Tian nodded, "Then have you ever liked someone, putting someone in your heart?"

  Rong Qianye raised her eyes and looked at the sky, "It hasn't passed."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded, "Grandfather used to have one, but now it seems..."

  "Your Majesty." At this moment, Mu Han's voice suddenly rang out.

  Feng Ao Tian turned around, saw that he was only wearing a thin shirt and walked out, the cold wind blowing his hair, she smiled lightly and stepped forward, holding his hand, which was somewhat cold, then opened her outer cloak, one person covering half of it, "Let's return to camp."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao nodded, raised his eyes, glanced at Mu Han Yao, the two were speechless, then turned around and followed Feng Ao Tian back to the military camp.

  Leng Qianye stood still, watching the two figures disappear into the distance. He then turned around, lay down on the ground and gazed up at the dense stars in the sky.

  Inside the palace, Huan Xi suddenly saw Mu Hanjin's hair turn completely white and was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He then ran out and only later remembered that the Emperor was not there, so he rushed towards Jin Xuan Palace.

  Gu Ye Feng did not return to the palace, because the library was destroyed and more than half of the books were burned. Therefore, he took the initiative to sort out the books in the pavilion and was busy for a day. Now, he is having a meal in the Lan Jing Book Palace.

  Yi Mu woke up at noon today and learned that everything was fine in the palace, so she put her mind at ease. Then, she and Gu Ye Feng tidied up the book pavilion together. Now, the three of them are having dinner.

  Huan Xi rushed in with a flustered expression, hastily kneeling on the ground, "Lan Shiqi, please take a look at my master, he...he..."

  Lan Yun Shu looked at Huan Xi's delighted expression, hastily put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and asked, "What's wrong with Han Jin?"

  "You'll know when you go and take a look." Huan Xi was overjoyed but didn't know how to speak, with tears almost flowing out.

  Lan Yun rushed to lift her feet and hurried towards the Qinghui Palace, while Yi Mu and Gu Ye Feng looked at each other in dismay, then followed suit and walked out.

  As Lan Jing entered the grand hall and stepped into the inner chamber, he saw a person sitting on the ground with silver hair all over his head, looking dazed. He stared at him in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief, then slowly approached him, half-kneeling before him. After taking a closer look at his face, he called out softly, "Han Jin..."

  Mu Hanjin looked up dazedly and gazed at Lan Junshu, grasping his arms, "What you saw, was it real?"

  "What's wrong with you?" Lan Yunshu wanted to help him up, but he couldn't move.

  "What...what's going on?" Mu Han Yao got up from the ground, putting the hair in front of her chest in front of her eyes, "What is destined to come will eventually come."

  "Han Jin, you......" Gu Ye Feng and Yi Mu also rushed over, and when they saw Mu Han Jin's head full of silver hair, they were suddenly shocked and lost their color.

  Mu Hanjin turned his gaze, and had already regained his usual calm demeanor. "It doesn't matter, it's just a few white hairs."

  "What is it that you're hiding from His Majesty?" Lan Yun Shu glared at his best friend, unable to help but shout loudly.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Xue and said, "Xue, don't worry, the Emperor will return tomorrow."

  Lan Yun's book slightly stunned, turned around and rushed out of the door.

  Gu Ye Feng looked at Mu Han Jin's appearance and shook his head in disbelief. He then raised his eyes and looked towards Yi Wu.

  Yi Mu slowly walked forward, looking at him, "Tomorrow the Emperor will be back, are you prepared?"

  "This calamity was bound to be faced sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Yi Wu, continuing to say.

  "Alas." Yi Mu shook his head and turned around, pushing Gu Ye Feng away.

  Inside the emperor's bedroom, Cat Butler rearranged all the decorations in the sleeping palace, replacing them with new ones that looked very bright and luxurious. He held a teacup, gazed around, and suddenly felt much more at ease, lightly sniffing the tea fragrance, which was the kind of tea his master had always liked to drink.

  Si Xi stood on one side, looking at the cat in front of her, thinking that the cat's aura was even more sharp and fierce than Feng Gonggong. Moreover, it seemed to have a certain possessiveness towards the Emperor. It looked like the other palace maids would suffer later on.

  "When will His Majesty return?" The cat servant asked in a sharp voice towards the soul hidden in the dark.

  "We'll set off tomorrow and be back tonight." The soul hastily replied.

  "What could have happened at the border?" The cat put down his teacup, lifted one of his legs and leaned back on the soft couch, asking comfortably.

  "The border is now unobstructed, but Leng Qianye and Mu Hanrui were injured." Hún Zǐ Shí replied, they naturally knew the ferocity of Māo Gōnggong, if not, if they didn't confess to the truth now, later on, they would have a hard time.

  The cat's eyebrow slightly raised, and between his nostrils, he hummed a sound, "Is this also the master's preference?"

  "Yes." The soul thought it should be so, anyway, both of these had been kissed by Grandpa.

  "It seems that in these two years when I wasn't around, you've been living an increasingly carefree life." A cold glint flashed across the cat's eyebrows.

  The soul listened out the coldness between the words of Cat Gonggong, and hurriedly shrank to one side, then said, "Cat Gonggong, it's been a long time since you've seen the Emperor, the Emperor has changed a lot now."

  "Is that so?" The cat gentleman lifted his finger and gently stroked, "Even if it has changed, it is still the master of the Sa family, and the Sa family must spoil it."

  His soul shook for a moment before he continued, "However, Mu Hanjin is now the emperor's favorite."

  The cat master felt that his soul was particularly talkative today, and he let out a cold hum, "You've become more and more talkative nowadays?"

  "Huang Lian hurriedly shrunk his neck and said, 'But Master Cat, didn't you tell me to say that?'"

  The tom cat cleared his throat and said, "What's that got to do with anything? Even if he is the apple of my eye, I'll still give him a bite."

  Her soul no longer spoke, and in her heart, she naturally understood the cat's sour temperament. She was afraid that from now on, she would never be at peace again.

  Feng Ao Tian and Mu Han Yao returned to the camp, she raised her eyes and saw Mu Han Yao's gloomy eyes. She smiled softly, "What's wrong?"

  Mu Han did not speak, but instead went straight onto the bed and lay down.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with such an expression, then stepped forward, opened his arms, and wrapped them around his back, rubbing his cheek against the broad back a few times. "Don't tell Grandpa, you're jealous."

  His body was chilled to the bone, how could he? He hastily retracted this thought, and continued in silence, closing his eyes and continuing to sleep. Just now, when he woke up, he saw that there was no one beside him, for the first time feeling a sense of loneliness. He hastily got out of bed, not even bothering to put on clothes, and rushed out of the camp, searching for her figure. When he saw her standing with Leng Qianye, chatting happily, a flash of displeasure, even anger and jealousy, swept through his mind.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly realized something. No, this can't be. He calmed the turbulent emotions in his heart, then closed his eyes again.

  When Feng Ao Tian woke up the next morning, she found that Mu Han Yao was no longer by her side. She got up, washed and dressed, then walked out of the tent.

  "Where is Mu Han?" Feng Ao Tian looked around and saw no one, asking in a low voice.

  "General Mu has gone to the school's training grounds." The soldier hastily bowed his head in response.

  Feng Ao Tian smiled slightly and said, "Mm, when he comes back, tell him that I've returned to the capital."

  "Yes." The soldier should say, then kneel on the ground, "Your subordinate sends off Your Majesty."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded and then looked at the green-clad figure waiting in the distance, "Let's go."

  "Yes." The man in green nodded and followed Feng Ao Tian out of the military camp.

  Soldiers in the army knelt down on the ground, "Farewell to Your Majesty!"

  Compared with half a year ago when he left, Bian Guan's eagerness and impatience now seem to have turned into admiration.

  She mounted her horse, looked at Qing Yi, stretched out her hand and pulled him behind her back, then rode away.

  Mu Han rode his horse back from the training grounds, looking at the figure that had already gone far away. A hint of invisible reluctance and sorrow flashed across his eyebrows, then he turned his horse's head and headed back to the training grounds.

  Leng Qianye stood outside the tent, watching Mu Han's distant figure disappear into the distance. A hint of a smile flashed across his cold face before he turned and stepped back into the tent.

  Mu Hanjin stood in the grand hall, standing for a whole night, letting the cold wind penetrate his bones, but he had no chilliness. As the sky gradually brightened, he finally let out a long sigh and turned around, stepping into the inner chamber. Looking at his own face in front of him, it was still as jade-like as before, but that head of black hair had already turned silver.

  He lowered his head, picked up the cloud-patterned hairband, tied his silver hair back, then turned around and walked out of the Qinghui Palace. Lan Jing stood outside the palace for a whole night, turned around, and looked at him.

  He smiled gently and said, "What are you standing there for? Go to the examination hall, the imperial exam is in two days."

  "Mm." Lan Jingxuan didn't say anything, just nodded and the two of them walked forward.

  The cat stood in the imperial bedroom, and saw Mu Hanjin with a head of silver hair, his slender eyes flashing with a hint of coldness, then said in a low voice, "How did he become like this overnight."

  Si Xi stood by, silent and unresponsive. He didn't know either, but he was aware that in recent days, Mu Shi Fei had been having frequent bouts of coughing up blood.

  The two of them left the palace and sat in a horse-drawn carriage. Lan Jing looked at his head full of silver hair, "Are you...?"

  "What is it?" Mu Hanjin put down the folding fan in his hand, raised his eyes and asked nonchalantly.

  "Are you...?" Lan Yun took a deep breath, "Is your time running out?"

  Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Xuan Shu, can you promise me one thing?"

  "Speak," said Lan Jing with a nod.

  "If that day really comes, you must take good care of the Emperor for me." Mu Hanjin's eyes shone with sincerity as he looked at Lan Junshu.

  Lan Yun smiled warmly, "Before Lord Feng's death, he also entrusted me to take good care of the Emperor. Now you're entrusting me too, but I'm not worthy of it. I don't have your influence on her heart, nor do I have Lord Feng's influence on her heart. Moreover, I don't possess martial arts skills or strategic thinking. How can I possibly take good care of her?"

  Mu Hanjin raised his hand and patted Lan Xuan's shoulder, "In all these days of getting along, don't you have any thoughts about the Emperor?"

  "What's the use?" Lan Xuan sighed, "I know my own position and I'm very clear about what I am in her heart, but you're different, your position in her heart is irreplaceable by anyone."

  "What she's thinking is probably that no one knows, I just want to have someone accompany her after I leave, so she won't be lonely." Mu Hanjin said quietly.

  "That newly arrived tom cat doesn't seem like it will let Your Majesty be lonely." Lan Xuan said coolly.

  "I know." Mu Hanjin nodded, and in these days, she had already taken root in his heart, occupying all his thoughts. The more it was so, the more he couldn't bear to leave, but what could be done when fate had come to this?

  "Isn't there another way?" Lan Xuan asked involuntarily.

  "No." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "This is my fate, destined to give my heart to her, destined, I was born for her, and I will die for her."

  "Alas, I never thought that one day we would meet such a fate. Nor did I ever think that you would change so much because of a man. And even more unthinkable is that anyone who has any connection with her will eventually fall into the abyss, whether it's their body or heart." Lan Jing sighed and his handsome face flashed with a hint of sadness as he looked at Mu Hanjin, "She'll be back today."

  "Uh-huh." Mu Hanjin nodded, "I'm ready to see her now."

  This day passed in a hurry, Feng Ao Tian rushed back to the capital in the dead of night and returned to the palace, putting down Qing Yi, then went back to the Emperor's bedroom, only to see a person with a ghostly face standing in front of him.

  "Master, you're back."

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