When Han Jiu woke up the next day, he felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart. Even fighting didn't make him so tired.

She regretted letting Xiye know everything very much. That man could be so strong without taking any medicine. Looking at the marks on her body, she smiled bitterly, thinking that it was his own fault.

When Xiye found out that he was Han Jiu's first man, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He got up before dawn in the morning and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Han Jiu. He never dreamed that the medicines that his father sent to Dayan regularly every year were actually prepared for Han Jiu, and now his senior brother also keeps sending them to Dayan.

I was about seven years old at that time, and I vaguely heard my father say that there was a girl, a good girl, and in order for her to have a safe and happy life, her parents knelt down and begged me to let her be a boy.

Dad also has a son, so of course he understands the feelings of parents, so he agreed. In fact, Dad never knew who the couple were. He only knew that they were from Dayan, a person of status, and he also promised not to mention their affairs.

Every year, the medicines distributed were delivered to a trading company specializing in wholesale medicinal materials on the border of Dayan, and then distributed to pharmacies in the interior, and then transferred to a certain place in the imperial city.

Knowing that Han Jiu didn't want more people to know about her affairs, Xiye still called her Master Jiu, and swore in his heart not to tell anyone. However, after all, knowing Han Jiu's woman's affairs, he would more or less want to protect her in his heart. This is the nature of men.

Xi Ye was even more direct. He would often pick her up without saying anything and carry her to the bed. Every time, Han Jiu would lie on the bed and keep shouting that she was tired before he would stop.

Later, he thought that Han Jiu's constant drinking of those medicines might be harmful to her health, so he decided to pick up his medical skills again and study them carefully. He couldn't let Han Jiu have any problems with his body. He couldn't talk about other things, but even his senior brother couldn't compare to him in terms of medical skills.

It was almost Chinese New Year when Han Jiu saw Pei Qing and Yan Beiming again. Pei Qing had become much darker and stronger. She patted Pei Qing on the shoulder and kept saying good things to him.

Pei Qing missed his young master very much but he held back and did not go back to see him.

Over the past month, Yan Beiming and I have been running around and training hard in the military camp. When I am almost exhausted, I often think of my young master's smiling face.

He felt that he had become a man who could stand on his own, but when he looked at the young master's eyes full of satisfaction, he felt so embarrassed that he felt like a child and his nose was sore.

Han Jiu looked at this man and found that he had indeed grown a lot. "I heard that you are doing very well in the military camp."

"Master, Pei Qing misses you very much." Pei Qing said sullenly.

"Haha, I missed you too. Okay, sit down and eat." Han Jiu pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit on the chair. He didn't want Pei Qing to feel that he had no right to sit here because of his low status. As she, Han Jiu's person, of course she had that authority.

Yan Beiming smiled and had to admit that Pei Qing's talent in military affairs impressed him, as if he was born to belong to the army and was a good material. "The New Year is coming soon, I will return Pei Qing to you first, and you can go back to the barracks after the New Year." Now he didn't even want to return Pei Qing.

"It all depends on Pei Qing." Can't I see what you are planning? But I was very happy to hear Yan Beiming's approval.

There were five people at the table, three of them were chatting and laughing, one was watching with a smile and would say a word or two from time to time, and only one man with silver hair was looking at Han Jiu as if he wanted to stare a hole in him.

Qiao Yu looked for Han Jiu later that day. Accompanied by Mu Jifan, the three of them sat at a table hoping to have a good talk with Han Jiu. He tried his best to keep his tone calm that day.

He poured Han Jiu a glass of wine and said, "I know Xiye is with you now. I would like to ask you to persuade him to leave you. You also know that you are both men, and this is not a long-term solution."

At the time, he thought he had explained it clearly and kindly, but who would have thought that after the boy drank the wine he poured, he looked at him calmly and said, "I will never interfere with his decision to leave or stay, and I respect any choice he makes. If one day Xiye voluntarily leaves me willingly from the bottom of his heart, I will definitely let him go. If he meets a girl he likes in the future, I will also sincerely wish him well, but don't ever think of me asking him to leave."

He was so angry that he was about to smoke, thinking that if he could beat him, he would really kill the man in front of him with one palm.

What’s even more infuriating is that this man who made himself so angry then said calmly, “Xiye is living a good life now, you can see that. You just want your junior brother to live a happy life, and I can satisfy him in this regard.

I heard from Xiye that you have not been in good health. It is not worth it to ruin your health because of someone like me. Don't you want to see me end up in a miserable state? So, don't be angry anymore."

Ah, this damned man, this damned man, how could Qiao Yu, who had been wise all his life, make this man so angry?

Mu Jifan was stunned when he heard what Han Jiu said. This man really dared to say that. Is there such a thing?

Han Jiu didn't care when he felt Qiao Yu's angry gaze. Since the last time he met this man, the way he looked at him had become more and more hateful.

Her face was thick enough to be sharpened by a knife. A few glances were nothing. She said to Yan Beiming beside her, "Where are you going for the New Year? If you have nowhere to go, you can come to my place."

Mu Jifan put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "There's not many people around me, why don't we spend the night together? It will be more lively. What do you think, Third Young Master?"

Han Jiu looked at Mu Jifan, this man had helped her before, and she knew that it was him who had been suppressing Qiao Yu, otherwise the madman would have done something. "I don't care, as long as I don't pollute your eyes. You know I'm quite shameless in some aspects."

Ah, I really admire this man. He can always point out his own shortcomings. As a matter of course, Mu Jifan coughed lightly and said, "Then it's settled. The Third Young Master will come to my house to celebrate the New Year, and Bei Ming will also come."

While several people were talking, there was a sudden scream "Murder!"

No one in the room raised their eyebrows. Han Jiu was sitting facing the window, and Mu Jifan, who was sitting opposite him, was facing the door.

In an instant, the doors and windows were broken in at the same time. Mu Jifan dodged the person behind him by moving sideways and pulled Qiao Yu to the side. Although Qiao Yu knew martial arts, he was not very good and could barely protect himself. On the other side, Han Jiu slapped the person who rushed towards him to death and said to Yan Beiming, "Is he coming for you?"

Yan Beiming nodded with a cruel look on his face. Han Jiu was annoyed. Is this going to end?

Han Jiu said irritably, "It's New Year's Day, and you're all seeking death. Pei Qing, you and Yan Beiming go." Then he rushed out.

Mu Jifan glanced at Han Jiu who rushed out, then walked to Yan Beiming and said seriously, "Come to my house first, I'll watch him here." That kid wanted him, a prince, to clean up the aftermath of the murder.

Yan Beiming frowned and tried to attack but was blocked by Mu Jifan. "You can't get into trouble at this time and you can't show your strength. A little impatience can ruin a big plan. Now you have Han Jiu blocking you so you can get away. If you succeed in the future, it won't be too late to thank him."

Yan Beiming looked at Mu Ji and did not make any more extra movements. He turned around and jumped out of the window. Pei Qing followed him out obediently. Qiao Yu did not leave. Mu Jifan looked at him and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Qiao Yu stared blankly at Han Jiu, who looked like a god of death. This was the first time he saw with his own eyes the murderous devil that everyone had been talking about.

He really couldn't imagine how many times that man would have beaten him to death if it wasn't Xiye, if it wasn't Mu Jifan. "If I get injured, I can save people in time." There were so many people on the other side, and each of them had such high martial arts skills.

Mu Jifan laughed. Qiao Yu actually wanted to save that man. Didn’t Qiao Yu always hate him? “Okay, but you better be careful.”

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