The room was quiet and no one spoke.

Lin Sishen has thought about the scene of reuniting with Chen Qingwan countless times, but now two years later, she has finally seen this woman she has been thinking about day and night.

But I lost the joy and excitement I imagined. After calming down a little, my grievance and longing retreated, and an inexplicable annoyance surged into my heart.

And the person who caused all this was Chen Xinxun.

Before, she was so angry that she deliberately indulged Wen Xingren to suppress her, but she never reminded her even a word.

But later she thought about it carefully and felt that Chen Qingwan did this without any reason. All this would not endanger her life, but it would only cause her to suffer some grievances. If she could not even bear this suppression and grievance, how could she lead the Jin army to win the battle?

What she feared and disgusted now was Chen Xinxun, the person Chen Qingwan assisted with.

Chen Xinxun's eyes looked at her were too explicit. Sometimes Lin Sishen felt that his eyes were looking at him, as if he was looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap and was within reach.

As long as he gets along with him, Lin Sishen couldn't help but hold up all the thorns on his body, alerting to the purpose hidden behind his words and deeds.

Chen Qingwan and Chen Xinxun are people on the same boat. She doesn't know if Chen Qingwan knows it, Chen Xinxun has other purposes for her.

Lin Sishen was dull for a long time without saying anything. Chen Qingwan sat silently by the bed and accompanied her. After a while, he looked at her back with a complicated expression and asked softly: "Are you blaming me?"

There was silence in the room. After a while of silence, Lin Sishen finally sat up slowly. She was sitting cross-legged to Chen Qingwan, with her head down, and a hint of self-deprecating gaze appeared on her pale face: "Where is Sishen's courage to blame His Royal Highness?"

Lin Sishen's tone was cold and his attitude was also sarcastic.

Looking at Chen Qingwan's gentle expression as always and his doting but plain tone, a sense of disappointment and anger surged in her heart for no reason.

The smile on Chen Qingwan's face gradually faded away. She frowned slightly and stared at Lin Sishen's cold and hard face. After a while, she sighed lightly, and a layer of soft mist filled her eyes: "I know that you have suffered a lot in the past two years."

Lin Sishen pursed his lips and looked up at Chen Qingwan. This time she finally saw Chen Qingwan's appearance carefully.

She still looks beautiful and arrogant in her memory, her eyes are still clear and shiny in her dream, but her face looks much clearer, and her body is as weak as if a gust of wind can be blown away.

In two years, Lin Sishen lost weight, but why did Chen Qingwan, who was in the capital, also lost weight a lot?

Just as Lin Sishen stared at her in a daze, Chen Qingwan suddenly lowered her eyebrows and her gentle eyes instantly dimmed a lot. She turned her head to avoid Lin Sishen's gaze, pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "You really don't plan to pay attention to me?"

Lin Sishen breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Qingwan's aggrieved but forced appearance made her heart ache, and her tone became much softer in an instant. She grabbed the corner of her clothes and said softly with her eyes flashing: "I don't want to pay attention to you."

While she was talking, Chen Qingwan sat in front of her, sitting cross-legged like her, without blinking her eyes, and gently looking at her.

Lin Sishen was not calm yet. Seeing Chen Qingwan approaching her, she moved her butt back and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing here?"

Chen Qingwan lowered his eyes and chuckled, then turned his eyes and said seriously: "Apologize."

Lin Sishen snorted lightly, shrank to the corner of the wall, and said sarcastically: "Where is accusation?"

Chen Qingwan lowered his eyes and smiled without saying a word. Instead, he took off the jade hairpin between his hair bun, and thousands of black hairs were poured down. His slender neck, as white as cream, was shiny and dark as black hair, which was so beautiful.

Seeing Chen Qingwan's simple hand move toward her waist and pretending to take off her clothes, Lin Sishen's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly stepped forward and held Chen Qingwan's hand: "You... don't mess around, this is blue sky and sunny."

Chen Qingwan smiled faintly, grabbed Lin Sishen's hand with his backhand, and before Lin Sishen could break free, she murmured softly: "Don't move, let me see your wound."

Lin Sishen tried for a few times and didn't break free, so he gave up. The people beside him were so close that she could feel the faint body temperature on Chen Qingwan's body and smell the familiar and charming fragrance on her body.

She was indeed angry, but she missed Chen Qingwan too much, and missed her so much that she was still having a quarrel, but as soon as Chen Qingwan approached, she was reluctant to push it away.

Lin Sishen felt that she was very unpromising. She said with a little discouragement: "It's everywhere, what are you going to see?"

Chen Qingwan pursed her lips and didn't speak, but her hand answered for her. Her jade hand drilled into the gap on the side of Lin Sishen's shirt, gently stroked her waist with a cool fingertip, groping as if she wanted to find out the wound on her body.

Lin Sishen's body trembled slightly. She gave Chen Qingwan a blank look in anger and pulled her hand out, but pressed one, but continued to touch the other one.

Such frivolous behavior, Chen Qingwan looked indifferent and cold, as if the master of the two hands was not her.

Lin Sishen felt an impatient feeling. Chen Qingwan was so bullying that she hadn't seen her for two years before she woke up. She would forget that she wouldn't coax people without explaining and even attack her.

Staring at Chen Qingwan's gentle and affectionate eyes, Lin Sishen's heart trembled. She took a deep breath, grabbed Chen Qingwan's wrist with both hands, and turned over and pressed her down on the bed.

She stared at Chen Qingwan's brows that were slightly frowned because of the pain, and roared viciously: "Chen Qingwan!"

When Lin Sishen was pressed down, Chen Qingwan's back hit the bed, and a burst of stinging pain came. She pursed her lips and held back the pain, raised her eyes to look at Lin Sishen, who looked embarrassed and angry, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Chen Qingwan was not angry. She just looked at Lin Sishen without saying a word, with a calm expression that was not at all. After a while, her eyes flashed slightly, and then she asked softly: "What do you want to ask me?"

Lin Sishen closed his five fingers and tightly clamped Chen Qingwan's wrist. She panted and approached Chen Qingwan, so close that she saw her reflection in her dark pupils.

The cold sweat condensed on his forehead slowly slid down on Shen Qingwan's temples and soon disappeared.

Lin Sishen's head began to dizzy again. She stared at Chen Qingwan's thin red lips, licked the corners of her dry lips, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have me in your heart? I want to listen to the truth."

Chen Qingwan bit her thin lip without answering her.

Lin Sishen's toughness and ferocity quickly dissipated. She just wanted to force Chen Qingwan to say the truth, but what she didn't expect was that Chen Qingwan was silent.

Lin Sishen's heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and it hurt so much that she endured the pain. Her face was pale and without a trace of blood. She closed her eyes and grabbed Chen Qingwan's hand slowly let go.

Just as she was about to retreat from Chen Qingwan, Chen Qingwan suddenly reached out and hooked her neck, her eyes full of complex and helpless expressions: "Lin Sishen, I didn't expect that to this day, you are still doubting my feelings."
Chapter completed!