Xia Houlie looked around subconsciously, only to find that the two palace maids had been sent out by him. Seeing that she continued to stir the soup and stretched out her hand, he had no choice but to go to the chopping board next to him to rummage.

He tried hard to recall the table salt he had seen when he was a child in Xichu, following Aunt Chu behind her while she was cooking. When he saw a jar of white granules, he was about to open it and smell it, but saw that Mu Qingwan had already begun to hurry.

stand up:

"Luoxia, give me salt quickly, the soup is getting old."

He frowned and had no choice but to hand it over. Mu Qingwan opened the lid and scooped out a small spoonful and was about to put it in, when she was stunned:

"What I want is salt, this is sugar..."

As she spoke, she turned around and saw the innocent and handsome face of a certain man.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sugar jar in her hand, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Why is it you?"

Didn't men in ancient times respect that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen? How come he, a majestic emperor, doesn't care about this?

Xia Houlie raised a smile, hugged her slender waist forward, put his face in her neck and smelled deeply. It wasn't until the familiar breath surrounded him that he felt that he was...

I'm really back, back to her.

"It's been three whole days, have you missed me?"

Mu Qingwan looked at his thin face, her heart ached slightly, but she smiled and said:

"Tch, what do you have in mind...ah! My soup!"

She screamed, hurriedly broke away from his arms and opened the lid of the pot. Fortunately, it didn't spill out yet.

Xia Houlie hugged her from behind and took a breath, "It smells so good. What are you cooking?"

"Corn chowder, I originally planned to ask Leng Ji to bring it to you later, but now you're here just in time."

She added a small spoonful of salt and said excitedly. She turned her head and looked at him. There was a different kind of light in her beautiful eyes, which made Xia Houlie feel distracted for a while.

He leaned over and placed his head on her shoulder, his voice gradually becoming hoarse:

"Baby, what I'm most hungry for right now isn't my stomach..."

"Ah..." Mu Qingwan turned around belatedly, but she suddenly ran into his deep eyes. The fire burning in them made her feel like she was the prey of a ferocious beast.

, swallowed her saliva, and she immediately grabbed his hand that started to act recklessly:

"Hey, this is the kitchen. There are Luoxia and Luoying outside......"

Xia Houlie didn't care, he picked her up and walked outside. When he got to the room, he immediately put the bolt down. Mu Qingwan's face turned red, she freed his hand and ran towards the door, but he reached out and grabbed it.

He walked into his arms, and the heat fell like raindrops. His big hands quickly removed her clothes, and he asked for her scented paper and said:

"Still want to run? Baby, do you want to suffocate me to death?"

"You...you don't lack women..." Mu Qingwan retorted subconsciously.

"What? You want me to go find them?" His face suddenly darkened, he raised her chin and looked coldly into the depths of her eyes, and a smile quickly appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Look, you obviously don't think so."

Mu Qingwan was speechless for a moment, feeling that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, almost jumping out of her chest, "Let me go quickly, wait... wait until we finish eating..."

He held her struggling hand and whispered in her ear:

"Good darling, I'm hungry now, give it to me, I'll just hurry up."

The result of him hurrying up was that she lost all strength due to his intensity, and slumped on the bed softly, never wanting to move again. However, he got up refreshed and put on his clothes, and then ordered Luoxia.

They heated up the food and brought it in. They sat by the bed and fed her a bite while they themselves took a bite.

After eating, Mu Qingwan still felt very tired and fell into a drowsy sleep.

She was a little thirsty in the middle of the night, and was about to get up to get some water, but she found that Xia Houlie was no longer around. She touched the place where he had laid, and it was still warm. She must have left him not long ago. When she looked out the window, it was still dark.

Yes, why did it disappear at this time?

She was confused, so she called Luo Xia, who was on duty today, to come in and ask. Only then did she realize that Leng Su had come over just now. She must have something to report, and Mu Qingwan felt relieved.

He poured a glass of water, drank it, and told Luoxia to go down to sleep. He lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up and walked to the bookshelf to find a book to read, hoping to read while waiting for Xia Houlie to come back.

She just walked to the desk and was about to sit down when she suddenly found a piece of paper spread out on the desk. She walked over curiously and glanced at it. She felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she stopped in place and couldn't move.

She grabbed it, held it in her hand, and read it bit by bit. The more she listened, the more chilled she became, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became.

The big words on the paper almost stung her eyes:

Three days later, he was sent to the border area to serve as a corvee for three years to serve as a warning to others.

Helian Hengzhi! A slave! Sent to the frontier!

Mu Qingwan couldn't help but tremble as she watched. She read every word carefully and clearly without missing a word.

She thought that when she told him and begged him that day, he agreed to her.

It turns out that he was just perfunctory with her!

No, it should be said that he wasn't even perfunctory that day, because he didn't explicitly agree to her at all, he just changed the topic. How could she be so stupid as to think that he agreed?!

Her hand holding the piece of paper was shaking violently. She suddenly gritted her teeth and grabbed both ends of the paper with both hands. If she exerted any force, it would break into two halves.

But suddenly I thought, what if I tore this one up? If Xia Houlie insisted on punishing Hengzhi, he could write another one.

She gritted her teeth tightly, and in the end, she finally didn't tear it apart, but folded it and held it tightly in her hands. She didn't even notice that her sharp nails dug into the tender flesh of her palms.

When Xia Houlie hurried back, Mu Qingwan was just sitting on the bed blankly, holding her knees with her arms, her chin resting on her knees, and looking at the door with dull eyes.

Even when he walked in, she didn't blink.

Seeing her like this, Xia Houlie subconsciously looked at the desk. Sure enough, the things on it were gone.

He had just received a message from Fei Ge from Leng Su, and he originally wanted to go back there right away, but just then Leng Su came and said that he had something urgent to report, so he walked out.

Halfway through the conversation, he realized that the paper on the table had not been put away. He had never been so careless. When he thought about the contents of that piece of paper, when he thought that Mu Qingwan was sleeping in that room and would wake up at any time, his

A sense of ominousness suddenly arose in my heart.

He hurried back and saw her like this, her face was pale and she was sitting there with her head lowered, making him not feel the slightest bit angry.

There is no doubt that she has definitely seen the content on that piece of paper!

His heart panicked, but soon, a paralyzing pain surged through his body.

She looks like this now because of that man named Helian Hengzhi!

Thinking of this, Xia Houlie felt that his blood was constantly surging, pulling him hard. He tried his best to grit his teeth and hold back so that his tone was not so bad, but cold and threatening:

"Give me the note!"

His voice rang in the quiet room, and she regained consciousness. She raised her head and looked at him in a daze, staring closely until her eyes were sore, and then she opened her palms.

The thin paper on it had been dyed blood red by the blood flowing out of her palms. The blood red fell on Xia Houlie's eyes and quickly spread in the pupils.

Soon, his eyes turned red.

But she stared at her open palm without realizing it, as if the scarlet blood did not flow from her body, just staring blankly at the bright red paper.

His rationality suddenly collapsed, and he grabbed her hand fiercely, and his big fingers pinched her painful spot. She seemed to suddenly feel something, her face suddenly turned pale in pain, and her hand subconsciously shrank back.

He shrunk but didn't break free.

She looked up at him suddenly, and he thought she was going to cry out in pain and ask him to let her go, but what came out of her mouth was this:

"Didn't you promise me to let Helian Hengzhi go?"

Her voice was very soft and weak, but the resentment and distrust in her voice were so clear, like a sharp knife, it suddenly penetrated Xia Houlie's heart.

She looked at him with this look, as if he had committed some heinous crime, as if she had been deceived into losing everything by him, as if all the sweetness and love before were all a moon in the water, a flower in the mirror, just an illusion.

.

Looking at her cold look and ice-like eyes, Xia Houlie felt his head buzzing, as if there was a thorn stuck in his throat, and suddenly he couldn't say a word to answer her.

His hands were clenched tightly at his sides, and all the blood in his body was flowing backwards. The heart-piercing pain made him unable to think at all.

Helian Hengzhi, Helian Hengzhi!

He closed his eyes and tried his best to control the turbulent emotions. After a long time, he said:

"I never promised you."

With one brief sentence, her defenses completely collapsed.

Yes, what he said was indeed correct. He had never promised her. Everything was just what she thought.

That's just her imagination, just imagination!

Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, she reacted immediately and quickly grabbed his arm. She held it so tightly, as if a drowning person was holding on to the last life-saving straw. The pain emanated from her grasp.

The blood flowed all over the place where it hit, all over his limbs, and the pain was so painful that Xia Houlie felt that all the blood vessels in his body were about to burst.

"Hey...let him go...please let him go...I beg you...oh..."

Her voice was hoarse, and tears rolled down her pale face, falling straight on his arm. The salty tears seeped into the wounds she had scratched, and she was instantly numb.
Chapter completed!