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Bei Chen Han didn't even look at him, but looked past the youth towards Bai Qian's face. He said seriously, "I'm sorry," before taking a step back and leaving.

Bai Qian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed at herself. I'm sorry, of course she knew what Bei Chen Han meant by apologizing, but after experiencing so much, saying 'sorry' was useless.

The youth seemed to be extremely disdainful. "Who are you? Does he think that I'm the Emperor?" She ignored him and left as well, not even bothering to look at him anymore.

Under the night sky, everything was shrouded in darkness. Bei Chen Han stood under the tree quietly, looking at the figure in the room that was revealed by the candlelight. His gaze was deep and focused, as if he couldn't find anyone else in this world that he could see more of.

Bei Chenghan looked on, and unknowingly landed in the yard. Just as he stretched out his hand to touch the window, he hadn't had a good look at his face for a long time. He really missed it.

A sharp sword was already thrusting towards Beichen. In an instant, the gentleness and coldness on his face disappeared, and it was replaced with coldness. In just a moment, he had broken that sharp sword, and he looked at Yan Qingcheng and said: "Next time, this will be your end."

Yan Qingcheng's eyes were filled with hatred as she threw the broken sword onto the ground. She struck out with her bare hands at Beichen, but Yan Qingcheng was thrown onto the ground within a few moves. It was difficult for her to get up, so she could only glare at him fiercely: "Beichen, you will die a horrible death!"

Bei Chen Han acted as though he didn't hear them, and turned his head to look at the figure walking back and forth by the window. He knew that their conversation outside must have been heard by his Na Nuo, and he didn't want to arouse her disgust anymore. However, Yan Qingcheng was able to see everything clearly. She let out a cold snort and said sharply: "Beichen Han, you are truly laughable. Back then when Su Nuo was chasing after you, you did not even look at him.

In an instant, Beichen's face changed. Yan Qingcheng knew that she had finally stabbed Bei Chen Han in his vital parts, so she propped herself up and stood in front of him, "It's such a pity, Bei Chen Han. But no matter how long you wait here or how long you stand here, Su Nuo will never even look at you again. As the sound of his voice faded, Beichen had already appeared in front of Yan Qingcheng, grabbing her by the neck.

Yan Qingcheng wasn't afraid in the slightest. She continued to stare at him provocatively. In the end, it was Bei Chenhan who released her and turned to leave. However, as the silhouette of his back gradually disappeared into the night, it seemed as if he was injured.

This was because Yan Qingcheng hadn't said a single word wrong.

From their battle to the sharp words from Yan Ziheng, both Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen in the room had heard them. However, they seemed to have completely lost their hearing, and were still doing their own things.

Autumn had already passed without anyone noticing. Overnight, there was a sky full of snowflakes floating outside, glistening and sprinkling down, leaving only a world of pure white.

Su Nuo made a thick, cotton-padded jacket for Duke Beichen, putting it on his body. Su Nuo said, "Sir, you look very good in it."

"As long as it's something Little Nuo does, of course it would look good," Sir Beichen said.

In winter, it was naturally cold. Su Nuo boiled the brazier, brewed some tea, and sat across from the Duke of Bei Chen. By now, Su Nuo had become very skilled at making tea.

This year's winter was especially peaceful, with nothing happening. Su Nuo cooked a table full of dishes that were basically the favorite dishes of Lord Beichen. The four of them then sat around a table and ate New Year's Eve meal. Situ Ai still didn't like Su Nuo's taste. The taste was a bit like a kid who was willing to bet his life on something. He was determined to preserve his final point of view and not be defeated.

After all, if one person constantly caused trouble for another person, but the other person would always look at you with a slight smile, waiting to be vented out, it would not be something worth being happy about. Especially for a child who had been up high since he was young and was completely spoiled like this.

"What kind of food is this? It's so horrible to die from eating it." Yan Qingcheng frowned and used her hand to hold onto Situ Ai's hand. She didn't want any disharmony to occur on a night like this.

The truth proved that Yan Qingcheng was too suspicious. There was not much difference between Su Nuo and Duke Bei Chen. Su Nuo placed the dishes that Lord Bei Chen loved to eat into his bowl, "My lord, tell me what you want to eat."

The Duke of Beichen nodded his head, "Since Little Nuo's cooking is so delicious, I naturally have to eat more."

Situ Ai also didn't seem to be in a good mood, she could only glare at Su Nuo. Su Nuo just smiled at her, and then continued to take care of the Duke of Northern Chen for dinner.

The royal palace, and even the entire capital, was immersed in the joyous atmosphere. Such a joyous day had been passed down since ancient times, and it was a tradition that went deep into the marrow of one's bones.

The warm atmosphere spread out from every household and filled the streets and alleys, enveloping the entire capital.

Bei Chen Han was still dressed in black, he walked through the streets and alleys, those cheerful laughter kept sneaking into his ears, surrounding his mind, and inside, the warm rays of the sun sprinkled onto his black robes, mottled and unmoving, but in the end it returned to darkness, leaving nothing behind.

Walking out of the city gate, he walked along a desolate road, from beginning to end he could not see anyone, he just could not hear a single sound. But at that moment, when Bei Chen Han saw the warm light in the distance, he suddenly stopped.

He regretted so much these days, that even they could see it, but no one could understand how much. But at this moment, as he looked at this light with an unguarded expression, he came to a sudden realization. This sort of regret was simply not enough. It was completely not enough.

It was only at this moment that he finally understood. So it turned out that after experiencing so much, after spending so much effort and so much effort, he had finally realized that those were not the things he wanted the most, not the things he wanted the most. Those great rivers and mountains, the thousands upon millions of people lying low on the ground before him, standing on the highest peak, stepping on all the people, but they were not the things he wanted the most.

It turned out that all he wanted from the beginning to the end was a lamp waiting for his return.

That's all.

But right now, where would he go to find it? Where would he go to atone for his sins?

That year, he was forced to take Nore. Yes, at that time, he had always thought that he was forced to take Nore because of the need of the situation, no, but he had completely ignored it. He was clearly overjoyed at that time, because he hadn't been able to sleep the previous night. At that time, what did he say to himself? He thought it was because he was annoyed, but it was not, that it was happiness, because the Na'er that he had saved with one hand would completely belong to him, and no one would be able to take her away from him, never again.

At that time, he had always felt that, no, he was completely certain that even if all the people in the world had betrayed him and distanced themselves from him, only he would not, absolutely not. That was why he had so wantonly trampled on his words at that time.

He thought that his Na'er's feelings for him were limitless, but, no, his Na'er would also be tired, hurt, discouraged, even despairing of him. And then — there was nothing left.

Bei Chen Han looked at the gentle light, and suddenly squatted down, and hugged his head in pain. His head was in so much pain that it felt like it was about to explode, but the scene was still fresh in his mind.

The way she slept in the bridal room, the exhaustion on her shallow face, was because she had been waiting for him for too long, because she was too tired to notice that she had fallen asleep.

But when she opened her eyes and saw him, her whole body seemed to light up for a split-second. How could he not have seen her? In fact, he had already noticed earlier, every time his face saw him, his eyes would light up, filled with a deep desire, a pitiful look of wanting to reach out and grab him, regardless of what happened. But when he left, his Norre would be lost, and his clear black and white eyes would dim.

Memories began to clear up, images that had never appeared before in those years began to clear up now. Back then, he could always see his own face, every single moment. But the truth was, it wasn't until now that he understood that it wasn't because his' Na'er 'constantly appearing in front of him, but because his line of sight had always been following his' Na'er 'the whole time.

In fact, he had been caught earlier, deeper, but — He never wanted to admit it.

Beichen faced the moon in the night sky and began to laugh at himself. He was truly foolish, truly foolish. It was such a simple fact, yet he only understood it now.

He laughed for a long time, and only when Bei Chen Han's voice was a little hoarse did he stand up. It had been a long time since he last spoke to his' Na'er ', and he really wanted to talk to his' Na'er '. As long as he said one word, it would be fine, as long as it was one word.

It was truly too long, he felt that he could endure the pain that came from even his bones. He felt that he could not tolerate it any longer, and he was afraid that he would rush in, ignore everything and smash his Na'er like before. If it was so, if it was so, and Bei Chen did not dare to think about what would happen to his Na'er, then what would happen to his Na'er.

However, he still walked to the front of the house and stood outside quietly, looking at the silhouette inside. However, he still walked to the front of the house and stood outside quietly, looking at the silhouette inside.

How long had it been since his Nono had made him anything? No, such a request was too extravagant, he didn't even dare to think about it.

But, it was really hard, really difficult, just controlling it and not opening this door was already very difficult.

Beichen retracted his hand forcibly, and looked deeply into the room, before turning to leave.