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    Because Xue Yan was going to leave early tomorrow morning, Jun Huailang would not let Xue Yan stay with him any longer.

    "Tomorrow you have to ride a horse all day, go to sleep." Jun Huailang urged.

    Xue Yan only pestered him and didn't want to leave.

    "...I'm gone, I don't know how long I'll stay." Xue Yan muttered.

    Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan would not be able to come back.

    No matter whether the Xu family affairs succeed or fail, Xue Yan can no longer leave Chang'an. If Emperor Qingping was safe, he would definitely not let him go; if something happened to Emperor Qingping, Xue Yan would not be able to leave.

    The two of them were well aware of this, and for a while, neither of them spoke.

    After a while, Xue Yan came over and hugged Jun Huailang.

    He hugged silently for a while, and asked, "Will you come and see me tomorrow?"

    Jun Huailang said, "Come on, when will you leave tomorrow?"

    Xue Yan paused for a while, but said, "Forget it, you'd better not come here, leave early tomorrow, and sleep a little longer."

    Then, Xue Yan kept on exhorting.

    He doesn't talk much, and he doesn't like talking nonsense to people. But at this moment, as if he couldn't stop, he explained Jun Huailang's daily small things to him one by one.

    Jun Huailang agreed without hesitation.

    At the end, Xue Yan sighed.

    "I'm a little worried about leaving you here alone."

    Jun Huailang wanted to laugh at him and told him that even if he hadn't met him before, he had grown up so well. However, when he met Xue Yan's gaze, he couldn't smile anymore.

    In those eyes, full of nostalgia and reluctance.

    After a while, Jun Huailang raised his head and kissed Xue Yan's lips.

    When it was late at night, Xue Yan went back.

    Before leaving, he forced Jun Huailang to put down his work and go back to sleep.

    Jun Huailang couldn't beat him, so he had to go back to his bedroom.

    Once back, Fuyi will be as usual, waiting for Jun Huailang to wash and sleep.

    But he found that something was wrong with Jun Huailang from the time he came back.

    He was a little too silent, and as soon as he returned to his room, he sat down on the couch, silently thinking about something.

    Fuyi didn't bother him, just put a cup of tea in his hand.

    When Fuyi put down the tea, Jun Huailang suddenly asked, "When are we going back to Chang'an?"

    When Fuyi heard the words, he just thought he was homesick.

    He replied, "Young master, don't be in a hurry. The servant heard from the master two days ago that the autumn season will be in another two months. When the autumn season is over and the master has completed the holy mandate, the dam will be almost finished. It's here. At that time, maybe the young master and the master can go back to Chang'an to spend a new year."

    Jun Huailang knew that this was the original arrangement of himself and his father.

    He looked out the window.

    "...Too long." After a while, he sighed.

    Fu Yi was stunned for a moment, but did not answer.

    Jun Huailang knew that according to his original plan, he would indeed return to Beijing at the end of this year or the beginning of next spring.

    He didn't get in the way before, and it was the same wherever he stayed for an extra month or two.

    However, when he thought that he would not see Xue Yan for half a year, his heart was a little blocked.

    He knew that Xue Yan depended on him and couldn't live without him, and he had to admit that he also depended on Xue Yan.

    Love is a bit miraculous. Not only does it have a strong desire for exclusiveness, but it also binds two people together. Once separated, there will be pains of pulling.

    Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan's feeling would never be weaker than him.

    He paused and took a deep breath.

    He told himself in his heart that he had read the books of sages and sages since he was a child, and what he knew best was to establish his mind for the world and his life for the people. Giving up one's own desires for these is a matter of course, the people of Jinling still need him now, he shouldn't be so selfish...

    Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered Xue Yan's eyes just now.

    He mentioned the look in the eyes of Emperor Qing Ping.

    The man on the dragon chair, while being selfish, loves his mother deeply. All his injustice and pain, as well as his compensation for more than a year, all came from that one person.

    What he saw in his eyes was the unbearable pain and hatred, and among them, there was still a bit of confusion about what to do.

    It was as if he had been going around in circles for so long. Between heaven and earth, he was still alone, and no one could help him. He still had to endure it, forcing an indestructible appearance to face it alone.

    Obviously it shouldn't be like this, he still has himself.

    The people of Jinling now have supplies from the imperial court, as well as his father and the prefect of Shen, and everything is booming. The only thing they need is the blueprint of the dam.

    But Xue Yan is different, he has only himself.

    Jun Huailang's eyes paused.

    He knew his choice.

    "Fuyi." He said.

    Fuyi responded quickly, "Master?"

    Jun Huailang retracted his gaze and looked up at Fuyi.

    Fu Yi was stunned.

    Although the young master looked at him quietly, he saw a somewhat unusual firmness in the young master's eyes.

    "Go to the study and bring the ink and drawings on my desk together," he said.

    "Master, it's so late..."

    "I'll drive out the blueprints tonight, Shen Zhifu knows some water conservancy, you can take the blueprints to him tomorrow." Jun Huailang said. "If there is anything to be revised, you can tell Shen Zhifu, and you will trouble him."

    "Master, you..."

    Jun Huailang did not hesitate any longer.

    "Chang'an is in a hurry," he said. "I don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow."

    ——

    Fuyi naturally thought that what Jun Huailang was worried about was someone from the Yongning Palace in Chang'an.

    Therefore, he sought Jun Huailang's opinion, and after bringing a pen and paper for him, he went to Duke Yongning's courtyard and reported the matter to him.

    Jun Huailang knew that he could not get around his father, so he agreed.

    Duke Yongning heard that there was going to be a big chaos in Chang'an, and combined with these events in Jinling, he also guessed seven or eight.

    He knew that Jun Huailang's return wouldn't help, but he was really worried about his wife's junior.

    I have the emperor's life in my body, so naturally I can't just leave. Only his eldest son, now that he is old and has practiced in Jinling for so long, can afford it, and he can feel more at ease when he returns home.

    Without hesitation, he agreed.

    "You tell the young master to be careful." Duke Yongning said.

    Fu Yi quickly responded.

    He paused, then continued.

    "Never mind," he said. "Tomorrow morning, I'll personally go to the gate to see him off, and I'll tell you again."

    ——

    The next morning, the morning dew did not fade.

    Jin Yiwei's mobility has always been extremely strong. It was still dark, and hundreds of people gathered at the gate of the governor's mansion, waiting quietly for Xue Yan.

    They follow Xue Yan all the year round and know that His Royal Highness King Guangling's work and rest has always been regular. They also waited here in advance according to the time Xue Yan got up.

    But today, when His Royal Highness King Guangling went out on weekdays, they didn't wait.

    Everyone watched their hearts and noses, and sat quietly on their horses, only when His Highness was stumped by some trivial matter.

    Indeed it is.

    Because His Royal Highness King Guangling met someone at the gate of his courtyard.

    "...Why are you here?" Xue Yan was startled when he saw Jun Huailang.

    Then, he stepped forward quickly and asked in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you not to come to see me? You slept late yesterday, what are you doing up so early?"

    He looked at Jun Huailang carefully, and sure enough, he saw that there was a light dark blue in his eyes.

    Xue Yan gritted his teeth in distress.

    But when Jun Huailang heard what he said, he laughed softly.

    "I didn't come to see you," he said.

    Xue Yan only thought he was talking back to him.

    "Then what are you doing here?" Xue Yan asked.

    Jun Huailang winked at him.

    "Fuyi has already gone to Shen Zhifu's mansion," he said. "I finished drawing the drawings last night, and I'll ask Shen Zhifu to help with everything after that."

    Xue Yan's immediate attention was in another place: "You finished painting? Why so fast, didn't sleep last night?"

    He accompanies Jun Huailang to paint pictures for the past few days, but it is not for nothing, at least he understands the progress of Jun Huailang's painting.

    Jun Huailang asked, "Why did you hand over all the work without asking me?"

    Xue Yan looked down at him.

    He just reacted.

    He fixedly looked at Jun Huailang, his eyes were very hot, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

    "...What are you going to do?" After a while, he asked slowly.

    Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan had guessed it, but he couldn't believe it.

    "I'll go back with you," he said. "There is a big chaos in Beijing, and I don't want you to face it alone."

    Xue Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

    He knew how important Jun Huailang regarded these people in Jinling.

    He didn't know that one day, the weight in Jun Huailang's heart would overwhelm these people.

    He fixedly looked at Jun Huailang, feeling a little dazed.

    In a trance, want to kiss him.

    Just at this moment, Jinbao, who was going to lead the horse, trotted all the way, and came over with Xue Yan's horse. As soon as he approached, he was surprised to see that standing in front of his master was Prince Yongning.

    "Hey! Your Royal Highness, are you here to see the prince?" Jin Bao hurriedly led his horse forward, nodded and greeted him.

    Xue Yan glanced at him and dragged the horse from his hand.

    He stepped on the stirrups, rolled over and stepped on. Immediately after, he leaned down and grabbed Jun Huailang's arm.

    After mentioning it steadily, Jun Huailang sat in front of him.

    Jun Huailang was startled, and hurriedly said, "I have a horse, right at the door..."

    But Xue Yan wrapped him tightly in his arms, slapped the whip on the horse's ass, and the horse galloped away.

    Jin Bao was dumbfounded, and hurriedly followed.

    My dear, the eldest son of the family came to see the master, why did the lord even take people away?

    And Jin Yiwei, who was waiting at the door, also saw the dark horse of the master from a distance, carrying the master all the way out of the house, and went straight on the road without stopping.

    They did not dare to delay, and followed quickly and skillfully.

    Just a few with sharp eyes, it is inevitable that some will be muttering.

    Why is it that today, the master immediately... it seems like he has another person on board?

    And when they all left, after a cup of tea, Yong Ning finally arrived at the gate of the mansion.

    But the gate of the mansion was empty.

    "...Why did you leave so early?" Duke Yongning sighed as he looked at the empty door.

    The servant next to him said, "I heard from the concierge that the prince has been gone for a while."

    Duke Yongning sighed and nodded.

    "That's all," he said."Don't tell me, Huailang has always been measured."

    With that said, he turned to go back.

    Immediately afterwards, he stopped.

    He looked suspiciously at the horse tied to the stake by the gate.

    "Isn't the young master gone?" he asked."Why did the horse fall here?"

    The porter doesn't know either.The officials walked like a gust of wind, and he didn't see why a horse fell.

    After a while, the servant said suspiciously: "Could it be... the prince's subordinates, there are still extra good horses?"

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