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Bei Chenghan immediately snatched the bowl from Su Nuo's hands: "How can you eat such horrible noodles."

Su Nuo smiled as she went to bring the bowl over. "Nuo'er feels that it's very delicious because it's made with cold."

Yes, it was all because the master did it.

Beichen was stunned, he felt a little unnatural, but he still stopped Su Nuo, "Nore, don't eat. Let's go down the mountain and eat."

Su Nuo shook her head, her expression gentle yet firm. "Han, I want to eat the noodles you make. This is my wish, so, let me eat."

Bei Chenghan was speechless. He could only watch as Su Nogan continued to eat the noodles.

"Is it really okay?"

Su Nuo shook her head with a smile and continued to stuff the noodles into her mouth.

It really didn't matter. How luxurious was it to be able to eat the noodles made by her master like this? She couldn't even thank the heavens in time, so how could she despise him?!

Even in this lifetime, it was impossible.

Bei Chen Han was still worried, "If you don't want to eat, you must tell me."

Bei Chen Han looked at the bowl on the side and also picked it up to eat.

The autumn wind rustled, carrying an intangible yet deeply ingrained sadness.

Inside the room, however, there was a white mist that became warm.

Su Nuo buried her face in the bowl, eating each piece earnestly and cherishingly.

Mother, eating noodles with her master like this should be fine, right?!

He would definitely forget about it!

After eating the noodles, Su Nuo gained some strength, but Bei Chen Han still insisted on hugging her. When the two of them returned to the room, Su Nuo suddenly said, "Han, try again sometime."

Beichen froze, and did not answer.

Su Nuo walked over and said, "Han, it doesn't matter when you want to try. I will always be by Han's side."

Bei Chen Han grabbed Su Nuo's hand: "But I'm afraid that I will hurt you."

Su Nuo shook her head. "No. If it's cold, it definitely won't harm me." Her gentle eyes shined with resolution.

Bei Chen Han caressed Su Nuo's face: "Xiao'er, do you not like me changing back?"

Su Nuo was stunned. She never thought that her master would ask this question. No, it should be said that she never expected her master to notice her feelings. Could it be that her master saw through her thoughts?

Su Nuo couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment. Nervous? Scared? Joy? Maybe both.

However, no matter what, she knew that this could not be changed by her wishes. The reason why her master was her master was not only because he was her master, but also the second prince of Beichen Kingdom.

And her master — was in the world.

Su Nuo shook her head. "I hope I can change back into my normal self, it's true." Every word was so sincere that Su Nuo herself believed it to be true.

Beichen laughed, "I think I also hope that you can let me change back."

Su Nuo smiled but didn't say anything.

What she wished for was never important. As long as her master was well, everything was fine.

Bei Chen Han took out the exquisite bottle, poured out a pill and swallowed it: "Then I will listen to Na'er's words and quickly change back, and then we will go wherever Nuo'er wants to go."

Su Nuo nodded with a smile.

Bei Chen Han suddenly became nervous, he grabbed Su Nuo's shoulder and said: "Xiao'er, you should leave, just in case I hurt you during the attack." As he said that, he pushed Su Nuo out of the room, but he pushed her aside. "No, you can't go anywhere. You have to stay by my side. You said you won't leave me." As he spoke, he tightly held onto Su Nuo.

Su Nuo did not struggle at all. She just laid quietly in Bei Chen Han's embrace and said gently, "Han, I won't go anywhere. I will stay here with you until you are better."

Bei Chen Han pulled Su Nuo towards the bed: "Xiao'er, you said you won't leave, you can't go anywhere."

Su Nuo laid her head on Bei Chen Han's coiled up legs, hugged his waist, and buried her face in his clothes: "Nore isn't going anywhere."

Only then did Beichen's anxious face relax. Closing his eyes, he said, "Xiao'er, we agreed that we can't leave, we can't leave."

"En, I'm not leaving." Su Nuo hugged his waist and answered lightly.

She would not leave. In this lifetime, besides this person she loved, there was no other place that could make her continue to live. This was because her master was her air. She was addicted to poison!

How could he leave!

Unless — Dead!

Otherwise — you can't!

Bei Chen Han had a unique scent, not strong, light, and very good. Su Nuo could clearly smell it as she hugged him.

In the past, she had always liked the smell on her master's body, but she had never had a chance to properly sniff it. Every time she wanted to, she would be terrified, afraid that her master would become unhappy.

But now, she could finally do it properly. This was great!

Su Nuo smiled, but her tears were already so sore that they wanted to gush out. The more the tears flowed, the more Su Nuo laughed. At a time like this, she did not want to cry.

Actually, there were many times when she didn't want to cry.

But he couldn't help it!

With this thought in mind, Su Nuo hugged Bei Chen Han tighter and tighter.

The effects of the medicine had already started to take effect. Beichen's originally normal face slowly became uneasy. His pretty brows were furrowed, as if he had seen something bad.

Su Nuo pressed her face closer to Bei Chen Han, as if looking for a snuggle: "Han, I'm not going anywhere, just staying here with you, always." The voice was as gentle as the spring wind. It was an unbreakable tenderness.

The wind outside was blowing gently, and the maple leaves in the maple tree were also falling, as if it was a song that was faintly heard.

Su Nuo gently closed her eyes and began to sing. The song was elegant, ethereal, and had a deep, indescribable, and indescribable feeling to it.

"How can you meet me at my most beautiful moment? For this, I have been begging Buddha for five hundred years, begging Buddha to let us form a relationship with the world. Buddha then turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside that you must pass by!"

"Under the sun, the flowers bloom cautiously. Each flower is the hope of my past life. When you come closer and ask me to listen carefully, the trembling leaves are the passion of my waiting. And when you finally walk past and leave a floor behind you, my dear one! Those are not petals, but my withered heart. "

The melodious song was neither fast nor slow. It was leisurely like a distant story, slowly being recounted. It was mixed with sadness and infatuation.

Beichen's malevolent face turned slightly better, but it was still full of unease, as if all the things that had happened in the past had become entangled with him, wrapping him up layer after layer, causing him to be unable to breathe.

Su Nuo was like a meek cat, embracing Bei Chen Han in a gentle and quiet manner. That kind of feeling was almost like she had stopped. It was incredibly beautiful, but it also carried a deep sense of sadness.

The song was still as before, over and over again in a clear and shallow cycle.

Su Nuo had a feeling that this time, Master would definitely succeed.

Beichen's expression was still ferocious, but it had been suppressed from the beginning to the end.

The singing died down, until it was gone.

A cool breeze blew in, caressing Su Nuo's long hair and bringing with it her her breathing. Meanwhile, Su Nuo fell asleep just like that.

The black robe on Bei Chen Han's body was mixed with Su Nuo's skirt, gently intertwining with it, as though it was fated that they wouldn't be separated, and they couldn't be separated either.

Bei Chen Han's malevolent expression finally softened, as though everything had returned to its starting point. Suddenly, Su Nuo seemed to have sensed something and opened her eyes, meeting Bei Chen Han's gaze.

Beichen's ink-black eyes were as clear as the surface of a lake in winter, cold and clear.

Su Nuo froze for a moment and then immediately shouted tentatively, "Han?"

However, she knew that her master had returned!

She's just a little — just not dead!

Bei Chen Han's eyes turned cold as he looked at Su Nuo hugging him, "Ning'er, what did you just call Ben Wang?"

Su Nuo's face slowly drooped down, her mouth full of bitterness. Her body also slowly left Bei Chen Han and she called out softly, "Master."

Bei Chen Han glanced at Su Nuo and stood up, his cold eyes sweeping around. Su Nuo stood up and went to pass the letter that Housekeeper Zhou prepared earlier to Bei Chen Han.

Although Su Nuo didn't know what was written on it, it was most likely due to the events that had occurred.

In fact, Su Nuo's guess was not wrong.

Bei Chen Han looked at the letter, his expressionless face was a little serious. He then looked at Su Nuo and coldly said: "Go and pack up your things."

Su Nuo turned around and arranged the few luggage neatly. After wrapping them up, she placed them on her back and walked in front of Bei Chen Han with a lowered face: "Master."

Bei Chen Han looked down at Su Nuo condescendingly, and suddenly used his hand to pinch Su Nuo's chin. He did not use much strength, but his eyes were cold as he looked at Su Nuo: "Su Nuo, don't think that This King has forgotten about the matter between you and that damned Duke of Bei Chen. I'll deal with you when we get back." As he spoke, he swung his arm and heavily threw Su Nuo to the ground.

Su Nuo's body heavily collided with the hard ground and a wave of pain instantly spread throughout her body. She kneeled on the ground and lowered her head as she meekly said, "Yes, Master."

Master, no one would know that the pain contained in every word was so intense, so hopeless, that even Su Nuo did not think of it.

In the past, Su Nuo had always thought that as long as she could call him Master, it would be a type of extravagant happiness. But now, every time she called out, the heart in her body would feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Really, really, it hurts!

The pain made her want to cry.

It was just that she could no longer shed tears in front of her master at will.

Bei Chenghan had already walked out. His black robe gave off the air of a king in the midst of the cold autumn wind.

Su Nuo looked on in shock, forgetting to move forward for a moment.

Beichen turned his head, his eyes filled with impatience, "Still not leaving?" Even his tone was cold.

Su Nuo came back to her senses and quickly carried her backpack and jogged up with a lowered face.

On the way from the room to the door, there was no lack of miserable looking corpses. Bei Chen Han looked, and obviously recognized the marks left by his own sword, his expressionless face became serious again. He did not look at Su Nuo, and said: "These were all killed by This King when I had an attack." Although she was asking, her tone was full of certainty.