After hanging up the phone, Shang Han put his phone in his pocket.

Then the whole person turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky.

...

In the sky somewhere in Yangming City, Shang Han floated in the sky with a sad face, looking at an old man in white three meters in front of him.

The old man had gray hair and long beard, which fell on the upper half of his chest. His hands with dry skin habitually stroked his beard with a smile on his face, making him look very kind.

"I heard you want to marry Mr. Aran?" said the white-haired old man.

"There is no way. If Aran married Bai Qi, he might really die. Moreover, Qing'er can no longer cultivate her. She should find an ordinary boy to spend the rest of her life. The two of them were very coincidental, so I naturally had to match it up." Shang Han said.

"Your trick cannot be said to be wrong. From your personal point of view, this is indeed the best of both worlds. As long as they get married, the engagement between Princess Baiqi will naturally be broken. The rightists of the Fang family will no longer want to kill Young Master Aran, and can also allow Yaqing to marry a person who can rest assured. However... If Young Master Aran and Princess Baiqi are not married, the status of the left will be very embarrassing, and the old man may be forced to abdicate because of this." said the white-haired old man.

Shang Han lit a cigarette and said, "Even if I die, I will not let Brother Zheng be forced to abdicate by those rightists, nor will Aran and Qing'er separate."

"Without Young Master Aran taking risks, the status of the uncle will definitely be out of order. Even if you bet on your life, the result will not change."

"I don't believe it." Shang Han frowned and said firmly.

As the white hair looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger: "You really treat Young Master Aran as your own son, and you care more about him than the eldest, his own father."

"Brother Zheng has no less feelings for Aran than me, but he is sitting in that position and is forced to do so." Shang Han said.

"Okay, I can't say anything about the decision you made, but I can only try my best to help the uncle share some things and do my best."

Shang Han took a deep breath of cigarette and said in a low tone: "The group of people from the right-wing Fang family have become more and more rampant recently. I have to return to the war zone tomorrow. Aran's safety will be left to you as old."

"Don't worry, actually, I think Young Master Aran is better than anything else as an ordinary person, but the current situation is really not optimistic. All I can do is to protect the Young Master with all my strength." The old man shook his head and sighed.

"Say it to you."

After Shang Han finished speaking, his whole body turned into a stream of light again and disappeared towards the distant sky.

The white-haired old man stood in the sky, looking at the brightly lit city in the distance, with a helpless smile on his face, and shook his head bitterly: "It's pitiful, he's just a child..."

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The next day, Fang Renran teased Mu Huaqing again and let her go after a long time.

afterwards.

Fang Renran once again used his consciousness to explore Mu Yaqing's body, and found that from last night to now, all the broken meridians in her body had shown signs of recovery.

"Sister Yaqing, do you feel any other changes in your body now?" he asked.

"I just feel very comfortable, and the injuries in my body are not as painful as before." Mu Yaqing told him truthfully.

Fang Renran couldn't help feeling happy and worried when he heard her say this. What he was happy was that her injuries in her body were recovering well. If this continued, all the pain in her body would disappear. But Fang Renran was worried... If all the meridians in her body were restored, would she have to leave here? She would have to return to where she should be?

"Sister Yaqing, ask you a question." Fang Renran looked at her with a smile on his face.

Mu Yaqing twisted his waist gently and said in a low voice: "You must be a hooligan again..."

"I don't play, I'm very serious." Fang Renran said.

"Okay, but you have to answer my question before that." Mu Yaqing said.

"you say."

Mu Yaqing looked at his cheeks with a slightly red look and said with an angry expression: "You... have you put some shameful medicine on me?"

"ha?"

Fang Renran was stunned. This problem was too sudden. No matter how fast his brain turned, he could not stop the car.

Seeing him like this, Mu Huaqing blushed and frowned, "Otherwise... how could I look like that last night..."

Only then did Fang Renran understand what she meant. Mu Huaqing was too proactive last night. If Fang Renran had not known the cause of the incident in advance, he would have thought she had been infected with some medicine.

I don’t know how many positions I unlocked last night, but most of the time it was her who took the initiative...

"This, maybe it's because we both took that elixir." Fang Renran found an excuse and said.

He could not directly say something similar to spiritual roots in his body. Mu Huaqing now wants to live as an ordinary person. If he becomes a cultivation system, she will definitely feel uneasy.

“Yes…”

When Mu Huaqing remembered what happened last night, she couldn't help but blush. The shame of those things was far beyond what she usually did, and she almost fulfilled her requirements...

"There is another question." Mu Yaqing immediately ended the previous topic of shame and said, "Why did Aran call me Qing'er last night, but now she calls me sister again?"

"You care a lot?" Fang Renran asked, rubbing her head.

"Yes." Mu Yaqing nodded.

"Which title do you like?"

"The one from last night..."

"Then I'll call you Qing'er from now on."

"Yeah." Mu Yaqing gently kissed him on the forehead, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, now it's my problem." Fang Renran said: "If, I mean, if one day Qing'er has the opportunity to restore her cultivation ability, will you leave me?"

"I……"

Mu Yaqing paused for a while, and a pair of eyebrows frowned again. She had answered similar questions before, but although they were similar, the meaning was very different.

The last time Fang Ran asked whether she would not want to marry him if she had regained her cultivation ability? At that time, she replied that there was no if, and even if there was an if, she would still be the one who wanted to marry him.

This time he asked, would he leave him if he could restore his cultivation ability? This question made it difficult for her to answer.

"Will you leave?"

Seeing that Mu Yaqing had not spoken, the smile on Fang Renran's face gradually became helpless.

"If I have the ability to defend my race, I will definitely return to the battlefield..." Mu Yaqing said with a low look on his face.

If her strength can be restored, it will make the soldiers in District 1 die much less. She has no reason not to go back. If she doesn't go back, the soldiers who die in the news every day will be strongly condemned in her heart.

A long time ago, saving the people as a mission had already taken root in her mind. Many times, she felt that the meaning of her life was to protect humanity...

“…”

After hearing what she said, Fang Renran suddenly felt very disappointed. After all, he still didn't understand her past, and she was unwilling to mention the past.

"Aran, did I... say the wrong thing?" Mu Yaqing looked at him. Although there was still a smile on his face, she could clearly feel the feeling of loss on him.

Mu Yaqing suddenly felt a little panicked, and put her body close to him, and said, "I don't mean that you are not important to me, I mean that there are some things..."

"What are you thinking?" Fang Renran suddenly interrupted her with a smile, rubbing her silver hair with one hand and said, "I said it all, but if, and I'll say, there is still a long way to go to the elixir that can restore the ability to cultivate. How could it be that simple?"

Mu Yaqing felt his hand and nodded heavily: "Yes."

At this moment, she suddenly felt afraid that she could restore her ability to cultivate her true heart, because now she could be with this person who would immediately become her husband. If she restored her ability to cultivate her, her identity would definitely not allow her to have so many children and make more soldiers die.

"I don't want that kind of elixir in the world, but I want to have it..." said Mu Yaqing.

"Why?"

"I don't want to leave Aran."

“…”

After a sentence fell, it dispelled all the feeling of loss in Fang Renran's heart, and a warm feeling began to rise. She didn't ask about the following words, after all, she didn't want to talk about the past.

...

During breakfast, Shang Han's expression was still as low as last night, so Fang Renran finally couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Han, what's wrong with being unhappy?"

Shang Han smiled and looked at him and Mu Yaqing, and said, "I originally wanted to say it after the meal."

"It's the same now." Mu Yaqing spoke.

After getting along these two days, Mu Yaqing has become familiar with this strange father and is no longer as cold as before.

"Actually... I'm going to go far away to do some urgent matters. It will probably take a long time. I may not be able to attend your wedding." Shang Han said.

"How long will it take?" Fang Renran asked.

"One or two years, it may be longer." Shang Han frowned, but the corner of his mouth still smiled: "But it's okay, isn't this just for you two young couples to be intimate? It's convenient to do anything shameful at home, right?"

"You old man, you are talking nonsense again." Fang Renran looked speechless.

"Okay, anyway, things are a bit urgent. I can't attend the wedding. But you two must hold the wedding. Whether I'm here or not, the wedding must be completed before May 20th." Shang Han said.
Chapter completed!