You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 284 They are all men, you have seen them before (thanks to book friend Lin Yuci)

The first time I went swimming, I gave up my obsession.

Although the white pea can only float and paddle a few meters, it is enough.

It's not something that can be learned in one day, you have to take it slow.

He finally returned to the thatched hut, dragging his wet clothes, and was immediately wrapped in a coat by Ling Shumo.

In my excessive joy, I seemed to have forgotten that I was actually afraid of the cold and my body had not fully recovered.

Ling Shumo lit a fire, warmed his hands little by little, and wrapped himself in it.

The white pea on the other end didn't shy away from suspicion at all. She changed clothes right in front of him and didn't care about anything else.

His bare upper body still bore some scars from the past, which looked like honey in the firelight, and there were also traces of lotus petals left by someone last night...

Ling Shumo's eyes turned red, he didn't even dare to look, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

Seeing that this person was imitating the smelly rabbit again, Bai Wan shamelessly stepped forward and teased:

"Zi Chen, they are all men, you have seen them before! Do you want me to change them for you? Hey, why are you hiding!"

He couldn't even catch the blue sleeve and escaped very quickly.

"This... this in broad daylight... is different..."

It took Ling Shumo a long time to utter these words.

What's the difference!

His handsome face turned red, and I don't know why he was being so reserved.

There are only two of them here!

The corners of Bai Wan's lips curved up: "We are married and in love, we can do whatever we want! Even if the heaven and earth cannot tolerate it, they can't control us."

Ling Shumo rubbed his shoulders and silently warmed his hands.

In front of such a shameless person, it is best to remain silent, otherwise you don't know what shocking words he will say.

Between the mountains and waters.

In the firelight, they only felt each other's affection. They were so lucky to be able to stay together for a lifetime.

It's night.

Bai Wan has already made a painting called "Water Picture". The first painting, showing small sharp waves and gentle water waves, is what he saw today.

In reality, the water in the daytime is not so clear and gentle, but someone, in order to despise the difficulty of swimming, deliberately painted it delicate and soft, and gradually faded into the distance.

Ling Shumo wrote the words, saying that they were vast and boundless.

Common stamp: ink dyeing

Then, Bai Wan added more wood to the fire. The flames lit up instantly, and Xingmoer, who had been crackling and jumping, gradually regained his composure.

"Zi Chen, let me ask you... I killed our master with my own hands, but I don't regret it at all. Do you think I'm a freak?"

These days, Ling Shumo didn't mention this matter, and he didn't say anything either. The two of them were almost deliberately avoiding it.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wan took the initiative to say it today.

After all, there are too many ethics and rules in this world, and a lot of pain is trapped in shackles.

Ling Shumo said calmly, "As a person, you framed your apprentice, killed loyal people, violated the will of heaven and earth, and collaborated with the enemy to sell out your country. Can you still be worthy of the title of master?"

Even so, in order to survive, Bai Wan had no choice but to kill.

However, in fact, this so-called master himself needs to pay the price for his actions.

Hearing this, the person on the other side breathed a sigh of relief: "You know how to comfort people."

Because Ling Shumo had already thought that if he and Bai Wan were in each other's shoes, they would have died long ago.

choice?

No writer can tolerate having his future ruined by others.

Even his own master!

As for killing the master, probably only some people with fierce temperaments would really do that...

Many people are not worthy of being teachers!

Complying with unequal ethical rules can sometimes be harmful...

Thinking of this, Bai Wan couldn't help but sigh as she hugged Ling Shumo:

"Zi Chen, do you know? During those days of imprisonment, I could never understand why the teacher who taught me could be so shameless..."

"After I recovered my memory, I also thought about questioning and taking revenge..."

"But, whenever I think about having to do something with this person, I feel sick in my heart, so I decided to stay away..."

"At that time, Emperor Jiaxing asked me to leave the palace to paint. I knew it was a trap, but I deliberately agreed in order to stay away from the Imperial Palace Painting Academy..."

"He caused me to lose my hand and memory, and became blind and exiled. But he also taught and raised children... I can only say that human hearts are extremely complex and evil, and it has nothing to do with identity."

The voice stopped abruptly and silence fell.

It's rare for Bai Wan to talk so much, it seems like her defenses are really opening up bit by bit.

But he never cried because of it.

No matter what I go through, I can endure it and just live freely and unrestrainedly.

Ling Shumo looked at him, pulled out his hand and kissed the man's forehead: "Even if you didn't do that at the time, he wouldn't have lived long."

The negotiations are doomed to fail. Nan Ying will not let Li Simeng off, and the court officials who were once suppressed and framed by him will inevitably retaliate.

Even if this man could escape Nan Ying's punishment, the Qing Dynasty needed to punish those who collaborated with the enemy in order to fight against Xuan Li. There was nothing that could win the hearts of the people more easily than killing the pro-peace officials of the previous dynasty who ceded territory for glory.

Even if Li Simeng escaped everything, he would still be abandoned by his own son.

The reason why he was demoted from prime minister to an eighth-rank official was largely because his own son Li Li took away his power and position and pressed him step by step.

As long as they lose any say in Emperor Nanying Xuanxing's eyes, collapse will happen in a moment.

As for the reason why the son harmed his father, Ling Shumo and Bai Wan both knew it very well.

"He really deserved to die, but he didn't expect that he would actually die in my hands!"

Bai Wan nodded, her eyes calm and bright.

"If we hadn't done that that day, we would probably have been the ones who died." Ling Shumo suddenly said.

"Go to the underworld and become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks?" Bai Wan's tone seemed extremely calm. "It seems not bad. We will die in the end."

"From now on, you must die later than me." Ling Shumo looked at him steadily, his gaze very serious.

Bai Wan glanced at him, very dissatisfied: "Who can tell about this kind of thing? Maybe I will die first!"

That expression was still so indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.

But Ling Shumo obviously couldn't stand to hear such words. He raised his eyes and looked at the man, seeming to be worried and even uneasy.

After all, he had really lost this person once.

During those five years, Han Miaoran lost his memory and became Bai Wan, a carefree and unruly ruffian.

However, Ling Shumo has always been reminiscing and sad, and he has always been in his memory.

The air gradually became quiet.

Bai Wan really understood what Zi Chen was looking at at this time, so she whispered in his ear:

"You can just let your imagination run wild. I will stay with you forever! Okay?"

In the beginning, this person was the one who was most cautious and did not dare to overstep the line, and now he is also the one who likes to make promises the most.

Sighing slightly...

Ling Shumo pulled the person into his arms and kissed her deeply.

A thatched house at the foot of Qingliang Temple.

The night is dark.

Moonlight poured in through the window, shining through the gaps onto the two figures hugging each other tightly.

Together for a lifetime...

What a heavy promise!