The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Yan Yilan is beautiful, smart, and calm.

She said to Jiayan: "This is your responsibility. Don't run away, and don't run away for me. I, Yan Yilan, am alone and weak, and cannot bear such a serious crime."

"If you regret anything in the future, it will be my fault today."

Jiayan wanted to say that even if he regretted it, he would only blame himself and not her, but Yan Yilan shook his head and said nothing.

Even if he only blamed himself, she would still blame herself and feel guilty.

Jiayan finally returned to Qingyao.

Naturally, he tried to leave a promise, but Yan Yilan didn't give him the chance to speak it out.

She said: "Promises are the most fragile porcelain. I don't like them and I don't need them."

"You go do your thing, I have my own way to go. I won't wait for you, I won't let myself be lonely because of you. If I meet someone I like, I will marry and have children."

"If you and I are destined to be together before then, then it is our blessing. If not, then we are not destined to be together. There is no need to force it."

Facts have proved that they are really not destined to be together.

Such a tough and beautiful woman, even if she only exists in Jiayan's memories, even if there are only a few words, can fill everyone's imagination.

It was as if through Jia Yan's words, across time and space, I could vaguely see that beautiful and proud figure.

Xie Yuantang turned to look at Situ Yan and silently held his fingers.

When Situ Yan was still a fool, in order to hear a few words about his mother, he was willing to be bullied and used by the eldest princess Situ Qing time and time again, even though he knew that she had bad intentions towards him.

Now that he has finally heard about his mother's past from Jiayan's mouth, it is understandable that he is the one with the most complicated emotions.

Situ Yan's fingertips were slightly cold. He looked like he was listening to a stranger's story, and there was no sign of abnormality on his face.

But the moment Xie Yuantang's warm and soft little hand grasped hers, she could clearly feel his fingertips trembling slightly.

In just a moment, he returned to normal, gently wrapped his arms around her, turned around and smiled at her.

Of course, he is not that fragile, but he also likes to have someone who always cares about his feelings.

Jia Yan looked at Situ Yan, paused and said, "At that time, the influence of the Paradise Tree was not that large, and it had not yet affected Xuan Zhao. When your mother separated from me, in addition to what she said just now, she also said that she did not want her future children to be associated with these unfortunate things. Yan'er, she may not have had the time to participate in your life, but she is definitely a good mother."

But no one expected that Yan Yilan would die so early, and the child she wanted to protect was poisoned since childhood and suffered for eighteen years.

Situ Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and his slightly long eyelashes blocked the light in his peach blossom eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Xie Yuantang glanced at him, then turned to ask Jia Yan: "So why did my mother-in-law enter the palace later?"

The words "my mother-in-law" broke the somewhat sentimental atmosphere.

Xie Yuantang called out very naturally, but it stunned Jia Yan.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know, we lost contact after that, and when I heard from her again, she was already the world-famous Concubine Lan."

Xie Yuantang touched his chin and muttered softly: "My mother-in-law has tasted the chaff of Jia Yan, but she would still choose a man with so many concubines. Could it be that my father was more handsome than Jia Yan when he was young?"

Everyone: “…” Your muttering voice is so soft!

"cough!"

Xikang Jiayan coughed lightly and continued, "Perhaps Yilan discovered something, or perhaps she fell in love with Situ Qing, so she entered the palace. No one knows this except herself. I tell you these things just to make you clear about the past and our common hopes."

At this point, he looked at Situ Yan, his face serious: "Yan'er, destroying Buddhism is not my personal matter, it is a major event in the world, and it is also your mother's wish. You should shoulder this responsibility and fulfill her wish."

When this was said, no one else reacted, but Xie Yuantang immediately retorted: "Don't put on moral high hats, you are you, my husband is my husband, why do you ask him to inherit your responsibilities?"

Xie Yuantang patted Situ Yan's arm and said confidently, "My husband, don't listen to them. If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to do it, just leave it. Who said that the responsibility of the world must be borne by 'Yan Yilan's son'?"

"Good things don't happen to us often, but troubles keep coming to us. I tell you, don't even think about it. Stay away from us!"

Jia Yan was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "This is for the sake of the world. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and you have this ability..."

"I won't do it even if I have one!"

Xie Yuantang rolled her eyes and retorted bluntly: "Why? I want to do it is one thing, being forced to do it is another. You stinky monk, believe it or not, if you flatter my husband again, I will have you kicked out!"

What she hates most is people who are pushed to high positions and bound by morality and feel uncomfortable.

She can do it and she is willing to do it because she wants to use her abilities to protect everyone.

But when she doesn't want to do something, she also has the right to give up. That is her right as a human being. No one has the right to talk nonsense beside her and force her to sacrifice and suffer for the sake of all living beings!

At the end of the world, everything she did was out of her heart. She wanted to protect the military academy and her classmates, including poor students like Bai Lang, so she worked very hard to make herself strong.

There was only one exception.

That time, she risked half her life and lost several brothers before she rescued a dozen refugees from the danger zone from the zombie town. As a result, those refugees started complaining, grumbling that if they could have gone earlier and faster, so many of them wouldn't have died.

Xie Yuantang remembered that it was raining heavily that day. She didn't even have the strength to stand, so she sat in a puddle. Next to her was Bai Lang, who was injured like a stray dog, and No. 1, who was no longer breathing.

At that moment, Xie Yuantang felt that his heart and mind were very empty, only his ears were the busiest.

There was the sound of heavy rain, the sharp complaints of the villagers, and the voice of No. 1 panting and telling her to hurry up...

"Snapped!"

There was a splash in the puddle.

Xie Yuantang turned around and saw a villager throwing a stone at Bai Lang: "Damn it, he is the slowest one. Aren't you a combat soldier? How did you become one? If it weren't for you, my legs wouldn't be disabled. Now that I am disabled, you have to be my son and take care of me until the end of my life!"

Bai Lang moved his fingers and turned to look at Xie Yuantang. At that time, he hadn't dyed his hair yet, and his white hair was as dirty as a mop. He clenched the stone thrown at his face and didn't notice that his palm was scratched by the tip of the stone. He said cruelly, "Senior sister, we shouldn't have come."

"What's the difference between these beasts and zombies?"

"No, they're worse than zombies."

"The zombies are dead, but when they are alive, they wish you would be buried with them in advance."