After the maid retreated, the two looked at each other and said nothing.
Ji Han seemed to be tired, so he leaned back on the head of the bed.
He only wore a plain white shirt, with the black robe he usually wears on the outside, and his long hair fell down on the front of the shirt, but he lacked the usual arrogance and indifference.
Zhao Jiangui originally wanted to talk to him about Elder Wen, but he saw that Ji Han had closed his eyes slightly, and he hesitated several times, but in the end he didn't speak.
Ji Han looked tired, and it was not too late to say these words after a few days.
Zhao Jiangui thought so, and felt that he had nothing to do for a while, so he simply stared at Ji Han's face again.
Ji Han seemed to be annoyed by him, so he couldn't help opening his eyes and asked him, "Is there a flower on my face?"
Zhao Jiangui accepted it very smoothly: "You don't have any flowers on your face."
Ji Han: "Then why are you staring at me?"
Zhao Jiangui said, "You are prettier than flowers."
After all, he has never been so leisurely and elegant, admiring a flower, and he can't look away.
He thought that Ji Han would be angry because of his words, but Ji Han just frowned and sighed softly.
Zhao Jiangui didn't understand why he sighed.
Ji Han was quiet for a moment and asked him, "What do you want to say to me just now?"
Zhao Jiangui hesitated slightly.
Ji Han didn't know what to think, he frowned slightly and said to him: "If you have something to do, just tell me directly, don't hide it in your heart."
Zhao Jiangui said: "This is what you teach. I am an outsider, so I shouldn't talk too much."
Ji Han nodded: "It doesn't matter what you say."
Zhao Jiangui: "After you fell into a coma that day, Elder Wen came with someone."
Ji Han said: "I know about this."
"You are in a coma, but the first question he asked was if I was okay." Zhao Jiangui frowned, "I always thought it was very strange, shouldn't he worry about you first? After that, he just casually Looking at you, you don't seem worried at all."
Ji Han seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be this."
Zhao Jiangui asked him, "Is it normal?"
Ji Han: "It's normal."
Zhao Jiangui was very puzzled.
Ji Han said: "Elder Wen has never liked me, and many people in the teaching know it."
Zhao Jiangui was slightly startled: "Could it be him..."
Ji Han shook his head gently: "No, although he doesn't like me, he's not stupid enough to kill me."
The hatchback was silent for a while, and Zhao Jiangui suddenly asked, "Can I ask... why does he hate you?"
The clearer the relationship between the Demon Sect is, the more beneficial it will be to the Haoran Alliance.
It's just that Zhao Jiangui still has doubts, and Xiaolin never mentioned this to the alliance, so he didn't know that the elders of the demon sect had a secret feud with the leader.
As a decent dark line, it is a bit too derelict.
Ji Han never opened his mouth to answer, and Zhao Jiangui has begun to feel that his question has gone beyond the norm.
"Not many people in the teaching know the reason for this. You are a decent person, and this matter should not have been told to you." Ji Han sighed softly, "But you are... I think, take this matter It doesn't matter if I tell you."
Zhao Jiangui was slightly touched.
Ji Han said: "I am not the direct son of the leader, the former leader is just my adoptive father."
Zhao Jiangui nodded: "I know."
Ji Han said: "There have long been rumors about this matter, and some people say that he has done too much evil to get retribution, so he has no blood relatives, but you probably don't know that he has always had a biological son."
Zhao Jiangui: "I really don't know about this."
Ji Han: "My adoptive father didn't want him to live a life of bloodshed with swords and swords. He raised him until he was ten years old, and he never taught him martial arts."
Zhao Jiangui said: "Since he was born as the son of the leader, he could not escape the blood and rain in the rivers and lakes no matter what."
Ji Han: "So he sent him out of teaching and sent him to ordinary people's homes... The adoptive father would rather him be mediocre all his life than step into the arena."
Zhao Jiangui didn't know what to say for a while. He thought about what would happen if his master didn't teach him to practice swordsmanship. ."
"His age is similar to mine, and he should be in his twenties this year." Ji Han looked slightly lonely, "He may already be a farmer, a trader, or a scholar, but he will never be a person. Involuntarily Jianghu people."
Zhao Jiangui understood: "There must be many people who think that you have picked up a big bargain."
The demon sect pays attention to the inheritance of blood, and if someone in the sect does not like Ji Han because of this, it is indeed normal.
Ji Han pursed his lips and said nothing.
Zhao Jiangui asked, "Have you... always envied him?"
Ji Han seemed to be taken aback: "Why do you say that."
Zhao Jiangui said, "It's just a random guess."
The two were silent for a while, and Ji Han suddenly said, "Sometimes."
Zhao Jiangui looked at him quietly.
Ji Han whispered: "Actually, I don't like swords that much."
The words were so light that they were almost whispered, and Zhao Jiangui almost thought that he had heard it wrong.
He suddenly felt that Ji Han was very pitiful.
…
Zhao Jiangui blurted out, "Then do you like me?"
This sentence is not in the vocabulary, and he thinks that he is probably spoiled by the vocabulary.
Ji Han was stunned for a long time: "You... how are you and Jian."
Zhao Jiangui nodded, very sad: "I understand, I can't even compare to a sword in your heart."
Ji Han: "… "