Okay, okay, Muyin leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling the only affection of affection, which gradually made her feel comfortable.
After leaning against each other for a while, she seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask: "Are you and Mo Ziming the only ones now?"
Feeling the fragrance coming from Muyin's body, Zhan Shaoan's face turned red and he twisted his clothes: "Hmm... no, there's Xiang Yu too."
"Let me tell you..." A hand hooked on his back and he joked woodenly, "Are you trying to get between Mo Ziming and Xiang Yu?"
Zhan Shao'an blinked and said helplessly: "I can't let go of my relationship with Mo Ziming. It's just that Xiang Yu is kind to me. Although he is sometimes very domineering, I still can't hate him and can't abandon him."
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"It's really complicated..." Muyin narrowed his eyes. We can only see how Zhan Shao'an will solve this matter in the future.
"It's you." Zhan Shao'an straightened up, "Now that you have remembered it, can you continue with Yuan Hongxi?"
"Why can't you continue?"
"You know, he..." Zhan Shao'an was halfway through his words, but when he saw a hint of gloom flashing in Muyin's eyes, he stopped talking.
"He is him, so he is naturally different from that person." Muyin lifted his head from his shoulders, sat up straight, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the river.
"Are you planning to go back to Cijing?" Zhan Shao'an asked.
"Is that okay?" Muyin hesitated. She was afraid of seeing Han Xuze...
She was worried about being abandoned again. The feeling of childhood was still vivid in her mind, as if it happened yesterday.
"I guess Uncle Han actually misses you very much, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stay in Cijing for so many days smoothly. You know, Cijing's rules have always been strict. How can ordinary people stay for so long?"
Hearing what Zhan Shao'an said, Muyin thought about it and felt that it made sense. After thinking for a moment, she stood up and patted her butt: "Then I'll go see him."
"Seriously, have you... ever hated him?" Zhan Shaoan blinked.
"Hate...?" Muyin shook her head, "I don't think I hate it." When Master Xu hugged her and told her to be careful, she thought about it now and found that there was no hatred in her heart, or in other words, she didn't hate it at all.
I never hated him.
The Han family was wiped out, and her beloved died because of her son. How could the hot-blooded Han Xuze endure it? Speaking of which, when she was Jiang Songyu, her temper was quite similar to Han Xuze's.
Smiling slightly and twitching the corners of his mouth, Muyin pulled Zhan Shaoan on the way back.
"What are you going to do next?" Returning to the carriage, Zhan Shaoan looked into Muyin's clear eyes, waiting for her answer.
"Of course I won't let that person go." Muyin raised his lips and smiled, his eyes lost their former luster and were filled with a hint of calculation, "Just wait and see. I must... cut off his head with my own hands.
Pay homage to my mother and pay homage to the hundreds of lives of my Han family!"
After saying that, Muyin grabbed the horse next to the carriage and raised his chin towards Zhan Shaoan: "Get in the carriage, I want to ride alone for a while."
Nodding, Zhan Shaoan knew that he needed to leave some private space for Muyin, so he got on the carriage.
Muyin got on the horse, without turning back to look at Zhan Shao'an, and galloped straight into the horse. The howling wind blew past her ears, her expression was extremely cold, and her hands were shaking slightly when she raised her riding whip.
