After doing all this, he stood quietly by the bed for a while, his jaw tightened, and he pursed his lips and said, "I will be back soon."
Mu Yanxi closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep, without any reaction.
Chonghua smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at her quietly for a while, then turned and left.
"Go find wooden stakes immediately and nail all the windows shut."
"You will keep a good watch in the courtyard. If my wife disappears, you don't have to come to see me again to take your own life and apologize."
"Zhan Feng, you also stay."
Chonghua looked at him deeply and said in a profound tone, "You are the person I trust most, but you must never betray my trust."
Zhan Feng's body stiffened, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath and said, "Yes, this subordinate will definitely complete the tasks assigned by Lord Chonghua."
"That's good." Chonghua slowly raised his lips, and a strange color flashed in his dark phoenix eyes, "I feel relieved that you are here to guard me."
Inside the house, strips of wooden boards were nailed to the windows.
Soon, the window was sealed tightly, leaving less than a finger's width.
The sunlight penetrated through the small gap, and slender rays of light staggered on the ground.
All the windows are boarded up.
The tiny rays of sunlight cannot drive away the darkness in the house. Even in broad daylight, the house is dark.
Outside the door, soldiers kept patrolling back and forth.
People from three floors inside and three outside surrounded the small room tightly. It was so heavily guarded that not even a fly could fly in.
She is like a bird in a cage.
His hands and feet were restrained, his body could not move, and the house was heavily guarded.
He was really afraid that she would run away.
But...did he think he could trap her like this for the rest of his life?
Mu Yanxi laughed helplessly and painfully.
The closed door was suddenly opened.
She was thinking about how he came back so soon after leaving just now.
Before I saw anyone, I heard a familiar voice, "Miss Mu, are you... okay?"
It turned out to be Zhan Feng.
Slight footsteps gradually approached.
Zhan Feng walked to the bed and saw that she was tied like a rice dumpling. He frowned and subconsciously wanted to reach out to untie her. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he froze for a few seconds and then slowly took it back.
.
Mu Yanxi looked up at him with a bitter smile in her eyes.
"Miss Mu, let me untie the vocal acupuncture point for you first."
Zhan Feng stretched out his hand again and touched her body. Some air seemed to hit her throat. She tried to cough twice and found that she seemed to be able to speak again.
Zhan Feng stood quietly by the bed, with a hint of intolerance on Qingjun's face. He was silent for a few seconds and said, "Miss Mu, you... don't blame Lord Chonghua. He cares too much about you and is afraid that you will
leave him."
"Brother Zhanfeng, can you tell me his true identity? Who is he? Why did Rong Muyun destroy his Chu family?"
Zhan Feng hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "It seems that Lord Chonghua has no intention of hiding anything from you."