Qi Xingchen stretched out his left hand and gently held Huaying's hand: "Then you still have a bitter face?"
Hua Ying lowered her voice: "Xingchen, you are lying here just because of me. Do you regret meeting me? Without me, you would be King Chen who is respected by everyone in the Gods Continent and the best forger in the world.
division."
"Now I'm still King Chen, and I'm still a caster. I just have an extra wife, so why not?" Qi Xingchen smiled.
But he will no longer be able to make weapons in the future, what should he do...how should he speak to him, and whether he can accept it after knowing the truth. Hua Ying has always been worried and can't laugh even if he wants to.
"Even if my right hand can no longer make tools, you still love me, right? That's enough." Qi Xingchen said with a slight smile.
Hua Ying's heart ached and she suddenly turned her head to look at Qi Xingchen. He already knew?!
"What does your look mean, you dislike me?" Qi Xingchen kept his smile. Her safety was a thousand times more important than his hands. As long as she was fine, that would be fine.
"Xingchen, I'm sorry..." Hua Ying looked at his warm smile and wanted to cry. He was never willing to say a harsh word. He just protected her and pampered her until the sky.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, my hand will get better gradually." Qi Xingchen raised the corner of his mouth lightly, "Don't forget, I am not an ordinary person. I will not mess up the overall situation because of a small matter."
The more calm he spoke, the more uncomfortable Hua Ying felt. She hardened her eyes and said, "Xingchen, it doesn't matter if you can't make a weapon, you still have me!"
"Well, and you." Qi Xingchen stretched out his arms and held Hua Ying in his arms.
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The streets of the imperial capital were particularly lively today. Mu Chun and Yan Xi were ordered to patrol the streets.
Dong Rong was given a grand wedding and was married to the Marquis of Dongjun from afar. The Marquis of Dongjun brought a long team to pick up the bride and thank the king for his kindness.
The trees on both sides of the street were tied with bright red silk.
"Senior Sister Yanxi, don't you feel itchy to see Dong Rong marry off?" Mu Chun said with a mean smile.
"Why, looking at your expression, I can't bear to part with you, Sister Rong." Yan Xi's heart was not itching, and her hands were so itchy that she really wanted to slap her, "Sister Rong, my first time is dedicated to you."
"Can we not mention this?" Muchun was really worried about when Dong Rong would suddenly break out. Remembering this deep hatred, he would send a killer to kill him in the future.
"I just want you to relive your old dreams." Yan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Sister Dong Rong has married far away. You have no hope in this life."
The corner of Muchun's mouth traced an evil curve: "You've been running to the Green Guard these days, and you've been very attentive."
Yan Xi was startled. He was defeated so quickly by his general. He calmly uttered four words: "It's none of your business."
"Look, as a fellow disciple, I care about you, is this the tone you have? Oh, it's really chilling." Muchun felt extremely aggrieved.
"Huh, don't think... I don't know what you are thinking." Yan Xi snorted coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense, or you may get angry." Mu Chun blocked Yan Xi's mouth in advance.
Yan Xi's words reached her mouth, she swallowed them, forget it, and stopped talking.
"Hey, do you think guard Qingxiao and I are suitable?" Yan Xi was a little worried.
"It doesn't matter whether it's suitable or not, only whether you like it or not. If you really like her, why not try for it once?" Mu Chun suggested. He felt that Yan Xi's feelings were real.