Xie Rusheng's heart was so entangled that he couldn't even give himself a satisfactory answer.
"Actually, it's my fault that I've wronged you all these years. If it weren't for the Ruthless Country, you wouldn't have been able to get close to Xiao Che. I just didn't expect that you would actually fall in love with him when he was just trying to fool around with you. Seeing what you did for the Ruthless Country,
For the sake of these many sacrifices, if we and you catch Xiao Che, I promise you not to kill him and leave him to your disposal."
This is Hua Mu Yao's promise to Xie Rusheng, and it can also be regarded as a compensation for him over the years.
"I don't know why, when I looked at Fang Lingxi, I suddenly felt like I saw me when I was next to Xiao Che. From her eyes, her movements, and every bit of her, does this mean that she is getting closer to the day of revenge?
The easier it is for me to feel sorry for those lonely figures?"
There was a bit of melancholy in Xie Rusheng's eyes. The day when Xiao Che ascended the throne was getting closer and closer, and his heart became more and more uneasy, as if something big was going to happen, but he just couldn't predict it.
"I think since she has been able to stay with Mo Xianchen for so long, she must have her own methods. She is so smart, she shouldn't make such a mistake," Hua Mu Yao replied to him
"You can't make a conclusion so easily about yes or no. We will know the answer when the time comes."
Hua Mu Yao looked back at Xie Rusheng's sworn expression. He couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while.
Mo Xianchen and Fang Lingxi were sitting on the carriage going back. It was already dark.
Hua's mother persuaded him to stay for one night, but Mo Xianchen insisted on leaving.
So the driver and the coach rushed towards their carriage.
Mo Xianchen was fast asleep in the bumpy carriage, and his folded head inadvertently fell on Fang Lingxi's shoulder. Fang Lingxi was a little cautious, turning her head to look at his sleeping face, but inadvertently revealed
intoxicating smile
"Miss, Miss"
Fang Lingxi heard someone calling her, put Mo Xianchen aside, then opened the curtain and looked outside
"Miss, how is the king now?" It was the driver who was driving outside who spoke. The brim of his hat was so low that Fang Lingxi couldn't see his face clearly.
"I've fallen asleep now. You'd better drive carefully and not wake up the king." After Fang Lingxi finished speaking, she closed the curtain, then stood up and sat back.