Chapter 23 (1/2)

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Total exter a vassal Prince, defending general, and literary official shook every level of society and left an impression upon the people most deep

Han Yuan was beheaded, the Prince of An's state was taken away, and Jin Yunfeng had killed himself There wereand old, le one had the fortune to flee

Very fe that there were tho could have possibly escaped death, but were ultion Guard's inescapable net

And what no one kneas that those those fates were sealed without a doubt, would actually be living incognito in a small town at the border Seven years later, they would meet once more with the one that had been their savior

This unexpected discovery gave Fu Shen a fright coe sanction one ed a lot over these many years Polished and worn down by the affairs of the world and teased by fate, he hadn't been that Eldest Young Master who had relied solely on passion for how he behaved for a long ti a life of war that pushed one beyond their capabilities caused him to quickly discard his completely useless childishness and willfulness, as well as his unnecessary sensitivity

When his mental state settled and he humbled, he understood what it was to 'not have the freedom to act on one's own', and learned to honor that 'every person has their own ambitions' He even re-established his friendshi+p with Yan Xiaohan, requesting that past events be written off and rily thren the jade pendant, the noise of its breaking had syht about it after the anger has dissipated, he realized that he should have actually been happy with this, as Yan Xiaohan had saved his reputation that day Arranging for the Flying Dragon Guard to get to work after he left was at least half to keep it from him and not hurt him deeply

At the very minimum, he treated Fu Shen with extre

What a pity it was that he was in a rage then, and no ' in his eyes They had becohteenth year of Yuantai when foreign envoys ca held in the palace – the Yuantai Emperor ordered the Ier generations of affluent fan nation head-on

At half-ti i up the ball was a bit slow, and the ball hadn't yet left his hand when a foreign player iood bit of strength when striking in polo, and were that stick to come down, he would be partially mauled, if not dead Fu Shen was closest, and he rushed over to hook the eunuch with his club, pro hih sport, with collision injuries a frequent event That foreigner was being deliberately provocative, and he didn't stop, the next swing being brandished straight towards Fu Shen's face

The club hadn't yet reached the space before Fu Shen's eyes when so over fron player's teed to sround

Fu Shen looked back in aht on his own horse and nonchalantly shaking out his wrist ”Sorry, my hand slipped,” he admitted indifferently

That throw had undoubtedly used a great an that it was a misstep would have had a considerable strain on the wrist Fu Shen observed carefully, and in the second half of the game, Yan Xiaohan had indeed switched to a left-handed club His right hand that held the reins was concealed by a wristguard, but it still slightly trembled uncontrollably

Hisabout the past, then fro himself that since they already had a clean break, their debts of kindness were repaid and they owed each other nothing

After the polo match ended, he blocked Yan Xiaohan's way outside the field and gave hirade wound o with just that, asking hi to wrap up his oelling right hand ”Non-Han peoples everywhere are ai any loophole to be underhanded Weren't you just putting yourself in danger saving that eunuch?”

He still has the guts to say the word 'save'?

The look on Fu Shen's face towards hiood ”What's the alternative?” he questioned harshly ”Watching as someone else beats him to death?”

”That was just an ie this one-handed, so he siht hand on his knee ”Was he worth your help?” he asked cal and was consequently angered further He pulled the bandage to the side, sprinkledthe other's right hand into a zongzi in no time flat He then icily threw out a feords, turned, and left

”What about hi a eunuch? Those that shouldn't be saved are unscrupulous, cruel dogs that bite the hand that feeds theain

The next year, northern Xinjiang underwent rapid change Fu Shen experienced the pains of bereave clothes weren't yet shed when the gentleet and pushed him onto the battlefield

In the early winter of the twentieth year of Yuantai, before Fu Shen departed the capital, Yan Xiaohan took the initiative to send hi for him to have a sit-down in a park so about the capital that day, and passers-by were sparse Fu Shen unexpectedly did hirass and snow cover, walking through the s the Lakeheart Pavilion

Three of its sides had stained glass ith the last side being the entrance, hung with drapes that blocked out the wind The roorant There was a branch of white plum flowers stuck into a vase as well as a few various s as it boiled atop a clay stove Yan Xiaohan stood before a atching the snow, and upon hearing hiave him a faint smile

Fu Shen hite apparel, his face cold and detached He'd grown taller, but had also lost a lot of weight froed from within the infantilism of youth and was now a distinct outline of his future handsomeness

”What did you call ood, but his eyes were no longer full of mistrust Of course, that was likely because his resentment for what's happened to his fa down too th to bother with past trivial junk that didn't look so huge anymore