"Why……"

Yang Yuhan sighed softly.

I hope that every country, every nation, and every person will no longer repeat the same mistakes, and will live in peace, seek common ground while reserving differences, and will no longer displace the people, separate their flesh and blood, and live a good life.

Is this difficult?

This shouldn't be difficult.

But it cannot be achieved.

Because beauty cannot protect beauty, because the world is very large and the universe has no boundaries, there is an infinite cycle of "brothers look down on the wall and resist their insults".

...

"Why."

Don't think so much.

But when Yang Yuhan returns to reality and faces himself, he still has to ask:

Where is myself?

Will he also wander in this world like Brother Song and Yu Fan?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yuhan sighed again and then completed the short poem:

"I just want to say one word, but I'll stay for thirty years.

If you are in prison, you will not return home.”

Qi Anlu read it quietly with a few wisps of breeze waving from Yang Yuhan's fingertips - although the last two sentences seem simple, they change the artistic conception of the first two sentences that originally wanted to express "exercising hard to find good sentences" into the exquisite preparation of the homesickness in the following text.

For some reason, he felt that his emotions had been knocked down by this poem, and even the interest in praising Yu Han was gone. When he repeatedly recited the fourth sentence, he read from it the sadness of "I can't go back if I have a home" and the confused meaning of "I can't go back if I have a home?", and the sadness and long aftertaste.

"..." Qi Anlu said solemnly to Yu Han, "Brother Yang's two sentences... are really like a feast, making his lower chest and abdomen full, and they need to be digested well."

Yang Yuhan forced a smile and waved his hand weakly: "Brother Qi is over."

"Then..." Qi Anlu paused and said, "Please let me take my leave first. I still have some private matters, so I won't bother you three."

Yang Yuhan hurriedly replied respectfully: "See you goodbye."

"Let's see you." After Qi Anlu said that, he turned around, first walked forward a few steps calmly, and then suddenly flew away from the ring platform. Behind him, four servants who were hiding deeply followed him and almost disappeared from Yu Han's sight.

...

"Young Master Yang."

Yang Yuhan was about to return to his seat, but suddenly heard Yin Junzhu's call, so he quickly turned around and saw the graceful woman standing quiet and elegantly not far away, and said lightly: "Please follow me."

"Sister!" When he saw it was her, Bei Yuerong immediately jumped to her side and pulled Yin Junzhu a little shyly, "Young Master wrote "Wulingchun" with my name. I want to learn songs from you and sing with you again."

"Yeah." Yin Junzhu nodded calmly, patted the back of her hand and said, "I will talk about this later. If the flowers in the south forest fall, I have to take the young master here first." Her second sentence was a code word inside Donglinfang, meaning "A guest in the south building is dead."

Bo Yuerongwei was stunned, then nodded naturally, said "Okay", and let go of her hands.

Yin Junzhu looked at Yuhan again.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yuhan was a little confused, but he still agreed. Feng Shengshou wanted to go with him, but Yin Junzhu said softly: "Miss Feng, the shopkeeper Dong and Lord Shen only said to invite the young master to go, you should stay here for the time being."

Yang Yuhan glanced at the sound slowly and saw that she was a little worried, so he comforted her and said, "It's okay, it's not convenient for you to take Qing'er with me, so I'll go back."

"..." Feng Shengshen hesitated for a moment, "Well, brother, be careful in everything."

"Hahaha..." Yang Yuhan took her hand unrestrainedly and said with a silly smile, "Don't worry, what can happen here, don't worry."

"Um." For some reason, the wind was slow tone and added a "wine color" to his cheeks, and he nodded again. Then Yang Yuhan said goodbye to the two girls and flew to the south with Yin Junzhu.

...

At this time, when the wind blows, the alcohol surges upwards. Yang Yuhan quickly becomes dizzy and becomes unable to do anything when using the qi. He shakes in the air and almost hits Mulin several times.

Although Yin Junzhu was by the side, she never helped her. She just looked at him quietly, occasionally slowing down and waiting for him.

"Hahaha..." Suddenly, Yang Yuhan laughed helplessly several times, stopped, looked at Jun Zhu with drunken eyes and said, "You can't help me."

After hearing this, Yin Junzhu stopped at the canopy in front of her and looked back silently. The red robe was shining with a soft golden light under the morning light.

Yang Yuhan looked at the seductive golden red color and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. After a while, he continued, "...I said, why are you standing so far? I'm not a brain axe, and I won't eat you."

Although Yin Junzhu was reluctant, in order not to delay the time, she finally turned back to Yuhan's side and transformed into a water plate to hold him.

"...Hmm!" Yang Yuhan sat on the water plate, breathed a lot of relief, and then couldn't help but smiled silly, "Hmm... Where did I mess with you? You have become weird since last night."

Hearing this, Yin Junzhu immediately looked angry, and after holding on for a while, she said, "I don't need a man to point fingers at me."

Yang Yuhan said suspiciously: "Hmm? When did I point fingers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in green robe flew through here and greeted Yin Junzhu: "Second shopkeeper, are you busy?"

"Yeah." Yin Junzhu smiled politely, and after he flew away, he raised his face again and said, "Don't think you can understand me, and don't try to teach me any truth. We women can also have their own consciousness and don't need to live for men."

"Uh..." After being scolded by her so blindly, Yang Yuhan seemed to fall into the fog, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a single sentence?"

Yin Junzhu said coldly: "You don't need to understand, in short, don't point fingers at me." After that, he just turned around and left Yang Yuhan frowned and thought for a while.

What did I do wrong? I messed with her like this...

I didn't do anything, except last night...

"Oh!" Yang Yuhan suddenly realized and then Ang said to Jun Zhu, "I understand. Are you talking about that word?"

“…”

Seeing that Jun Zhu ignored him, Yu Han had to continue saying, "Miss Yin, you misunderstood me. In fact, it was precisely because I agreed with the girl's point of view that I made the poem "Even if I can reply, he said a thousand words of sorry, and there are a few words of sincerity." I wanted to use this word... to express that a woman should live for herself and not put her thoughts on others' wishes."

Finally, after hearing this, Yin Junzhu turned her head gently and asked, "What you said is the truth?"
Chapter completed!