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Chapter 395 I’m back

"Let's go." Xiao Zhen shouted sharply at Han Ziran again.

If it were normal, Han Ziran knew that he would definitely leave. He was a dignified prime minister, shouldering the heavy responsibilities of the country. He was familiar with the matter, and he had a sense of balance in his heart. But now for some reason, his feet seemed to have taken root and he didn't want to leave.

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"Sir?" Xiaoshan urged from the side.

"Shangying, be careful." Dongzi shouted.

Xiao Zhen looked around and saw the goshawk shoot another arrow. As soon as the shot was finished, the goshawk spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at her with a sneer.

Xiao Zhen's heart sank. Goshawk had always had strong internal strength. He had already made her use all her strength in the arrow shot just now, but now it seemed that he had used all his inner strength to shoot this arrow. In the flash of light and flint, she had no time to notice.

Thinking about it, he concentrated all his cultivation on the sword and murmured: "A sword must be held firm." After saying that, he went forward.

When a sword collided with Goshawk's arrow, a piercing internal force spread to the surroundings. Dongzi, Xiaoshan and the surrounding soldiers were all shaken away by this internal force.

Han Ziran just frowned but didn't move at all.

Dongzi and Xiaoshan both looked at their master in disbelief. They knew that he had been practicing martial arts, but they didn't know that his internal strength was so strong.

Blood flowed from Xiao Zhen's hands against the sword. The next moment, the rushing internal force cracked the mask on Xiao Zhen's face. At the same time, the black silk tied at one end was also blown away.

Xiao Zhen took a few steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the figure with a murderous look on his face and disheveled ax head in front of him, his eyebrows, his eyes, his perseverance and unyielding gaze, his tightly pursed lips, such a decisive and tenacious face was revealed because of his waist-length clothes.

Her hair looked a bit fragile.

Female.

Anyone who sees this picture will know that she is a woman.

She is not soft and stands tall and straight.

She is not beautiful, she is as proud as a pine tree.

Her black eyes have only one pure color, and that is fighting.

Han Ziran felt a twinge in his chest. He opened his eyes wide and looked at this familiar yet strange face, and strange images flashed through his mind.

"Although I saved you, you don't need to be too grateful. If you don't mind, just call me sister. I'm two years older than you."

"Why do you look so good-looking?"

"The gap between us is really big, but I think the gap between your eldest brother and your second brother is also quite big."

"Last time I heard the old village chief talking about you, it turns out you are so good at reading. I am illiterate. Hahaha..."

"I can't compare to you, but you can't compare to me either. I'm strong and can support a large family, hehe..."

In the picture, the girl kept smiling heartily at him. Her smile was gentle, as warm as the sun in early spring.

And from beginning to end, he responded with a cold 'um'.

But he was very happy. Even if it was just a picture, he could still feel his happiness at that time.

"Han Ziran, do you really want to marry me? Just because I saved you? That's nothing. I'm just bringing you back, I don't have to commit myself to you." The girl smiled broadly, with an ordinary face.

Because her frank smile made her even more beautiful.

As the scene turned, the girl said with an apologetic voice: "Han Ziran, my aunt made Aunt Han faint. Aunt Han is right. My aunt really went too far and used all shameful means, but she

I just hope that I can marry well, can you forgive her?"

He still hummed coolly, which was considered an answer, but she didn't hear it and said to herself: "Auntie is forcing you to marry me, why do you still agree? You are a man, if you don't agree, no one will force you to marry me."

Got yours."

Because he wants to marry her, and if he doesn't want to marry her, no one can force him.

Han Ziran shook his head, trying to get rid of the scenes that appeared in his mind, but he couldn't get rid of them. He could only open his eyes and look at the figure with the ax protecting him in front of him. This face was slightly different from the one in the picture.

The women fit together.

On his wedding night, his parents refused to accept the woman he wanted to marry. He knelt in front of them and said only one sentence: "Father, mother, I, Han Ziran, will only marry Xiao Zhen in this life. Whether you accept it or not, I only recognize that he is

My wife, the only woman I want to marry in this life." As he said that, he stood up and came to the door, pulling the bride into the Han family's door.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Dongzi looked at the Prime Minister's increasingly pale face strangely.

Xiao Shan worriedly looked at the figure with the ax who had blocked the arrow and rushed forward to fight with the goshawk, and then looked at his own Prime Minister worriedly.

Looking at the woman fighting with the goshawk, Han Ziran's hands trembled.

"Although you married me, why do I feel that it is not true at all? Otherwise, you should just call me sister in private."

"Lady."

The woman in the picture blushed and touched her nose: "Scream again."

Han Ziran: "..."

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoshan looked at the master's almost pale and bloodless face, thinking he was injured somewhere.

At this time, Xiao Zhen was fighting fiercely with Goshawk. She had been working as a photographer for several years, but she had never encountered such a strong enemy.

The same was true for Goshawk. What surprised him even more was that the shadow in front of him turned out to be a girl. How could such a prodigy not be his disciple?

Xiao Zhen looked behind her and saw Han Ziran standing behind with a pale face, looking at her. His eyes were strange, even desperate. Just when she was wondering, she felt a pain in her shoulder and was struck by Goshawk's sword. She couldn't help it.

Dare to be distracted again and concentrate on fighting the enemy.

Pictures came to his mind like a tide bit by bit. Han Ziran had a splitting headache. He knew that this was his memory, his memory that had disappeared for ten years. He murmured: "Xiao Zhen, Xiao Zhen..."

"Ziran, I'm not good enough for you. You are so good, but I can't even read a word." Xiao Zhen's expression was not very good.

"I don't care."

She smiled.

He discovered that at some point, her smile lost its former cheerfulness and confidence, and was replaced by a cowardice, low self-esteem, and she even didn't like to go out.

He later found out that she became like this all because of the torture his family had given her. They bullied her, humiliated her, and left her alone to do all the work at home, which was torture in disguise.

And in order for him to study hard and gain fame, she never mentioned these things to him.

The imperial examination was just around the corner, and he spent all his energy on it. He must be named on the gold list. When the time comes, he will take Xiao Zhen to Beijing and live separately from her parents and relatives so that she will no longer be bullied.

This is his determination, and he will never let his family bully his beloved woman again in the future.

But after he became the top scholar in the examination, he refused his mentor's marriage proposal, and was hit in the head with a stone by his mentor's daughter, the late Ren Jinshi, in a fit of anger, and he lost all his memory.

He forgot the woman he loved most in his life and his Xiao Zhen.

Ten years, ten years.

Ten years.

Han Ziran burst into tears. Ten years later, the woman he wanted to protect, the woman he wanted to hold in his hands and cherish, now...

Blood spurted out from Han Ziran's mouth.
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