Because, she finally thought that before that, he had told her that for a woman, her fate with him would end.
He told her that if she meets a good person, she will be a good person and leave!
He told her that she would find someone who was right for her...
He slowly stopped, put on a slightly sad smile, and looked at Wen Renjue who had no fan on his face, "General, why are you here?" He said that from now on, the title "Jue" will not be used.
She can call him general, but she should change her name to general.
"Yanjue, do you still have the flowers I was looking for at your place that day?"
Wen Renjue looked at Yanjue and spoke calmly.
Yan Jue was startled after hearing this, with sadness on her face, and shook her head slightly, "I'm afraid I will disappoint the general. When the general came that day...after that, the greenhouse suddenly caught fire, even Grandma Yu, who had been taking care of the greenhouse for me,
, were also burned to death together..."
Speaking of sadness, Yanjue's eyes showed faint tears, which accumulated together and slowly seeped down from the corners of her eyes.
As soon as the tears fell from the corners of her eyes, they were caught by a thick palm before they hit the ground. Yan Jue's heart felt warm, her body softened, and she wanted to lean over.
But Wen Renjue opened his palms widely, turned sideways slightly, let go of the delicate body that was throwing himself into his arms, and stood on one side.
"Jue... General, General." Yan Jue lowered her head slightly, with a trace of disappointment and sadness in her eyes...
Wen Renjue took a step forward and walked towards Yanjue. Yanjue raised her head slightly, with a hint of hope and doubt flashing in her eyes.
Wen Renjue walked up to Yan Jue, slowly raised his hand, and took Yan Jue's hand.
"General?" Yanjue's face was filled with joy, but before she could reach her eyes, she was suddenly startled, and then the incomprehensible pain hit her at the same time.
The corners of Wen Renjue's lips were raised higher and higher, but the coldness in his eyes also deepened.
"Tell me, how to cure the soul-dispersing poison?"
What was even colder was his voice, which was like a blade of ice, shooting straight into her heart, freezing her heart to pieces, and then fell from her chest to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Yanjue, Yanjue doesn't understand what the general means?"
Wen Renjue sneered, "I don't understand? Then, tell me, who tampered with the flowers you gave me? Who picked the flowers you personally picked and delivered them to me, adding Sanhun