As she spoke, Mo Zihan started to cry. Although what she said this time was a lie, she cried truly.
"You...don't cry!" Seeing Mo Zihan crying so sadly, Aoden suddenly panicked and reached out to wipe away her tears, but when his hand was in the air, he felt it was inappropriate. In the end, he didn't know where to put his hand.
Already.
"Princess, don't worry. I will report this matter to Father Ming for a thorough investigation. If this matter is really related to Luo Zhi, even if it is in the far south, North Vietnam will definitely make it pay the price."
While Mo Zihan was sobbing, she propped herself up pitifully and thanked her. Aoden hurriedly helped her back to the bedside and leaned against her. After comforting her for a long time, she left with a group of people. However, after leaving, the number of guards in the entire post house increased.
It was twice as long, and even the streets connected to the post house had three steps, one post, five steps, and one sentry.
When everyone left and only Mo Zihan and Leng Feng were left, the man who was crying miserably suddenly yawned loudly and said to Leng Feng heartlessly: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."
Bar!"
Lengfeng was so angry that this woman was really...he couldn't find an appropriate adjective!
He walked to Mo Zihan's bedside in three steps, moved her back to his body and held her there, gritted his teeth and asked: "Why did you cut yourself? You don't have to hurt yourself to blame Luo Zhi.
Or you can just cut me! Why should you cut yourself?"
Mo Zihan looked at the cold wind and blinked.
"Because it's more convincing to scratch yourself! I can't bear to scratch you. Instead of heartache, it's better to let my hands hurt. Okay, okay, you go back, I'm going to sleep!"
"You...if I were hurt, would you be heartbroken?" Leng Feng asked with a trembling voice. What does this mean? He didn't dare to think...
"certainly."
Mo Zihan looked at him strangely. In her heart, she seemed to have equated Mo Feng with Leng Feng, but she ignored one thing, how huge the impact this would have on Leng Feng's heart.
After hearing Mo Zihan's answer, Leng Feng lost his composure. No, he must figure out some things tonight, otherwise he will be tortured and unable to sleep at night.
"Why are you heartbroken? Damn it! Stop telling me that I am yours, so you are heartbroken. Go ahead and lie!"
Mo Zihan stared at Leng Feng blankly for a long time, and then said something that made Leng Feng immediately confused.
"Feng'er...why do you use such foul language?"
"..."
Lengfeng had the urge to hit the wall. She... what did she call him just now? Feng'er? Did he hear it correctly? Feng'er? Lengfeng shivered violently. This name was really cold.
"Tell me! Did you know me before? When did you know me?"
He really wanted to hope that Mo Zihan's care for him was because of love, but he knew clearly that it was not the case. She also cared about him before, but the person she liked was indeed Nangong Jin. Although she and Nangong Jin were completely cut off now, he knew that
The person she likes still won't be him. So this is the only reason that can be justified. But even if he tried hard, he couldn't figure out when he had seen her before.
Mo Zihan looked at Leng Feng with a determined expression, as if she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight unless he gave an answer.
"Um...if I said I knew you in my previous life, would you believe it?"
Seeing Leng Feng's face getting darker and darker, Mo Zihan felt helpless... Why is it that when she tells lies, people always believe her, but when she tells the truth, no one always believes her?