Speaking of this time, the demon clan and the alien demon emperor wanted to invade the Fengling Continent. The Fengling Emperor sent Nangong Qing to lead troops to fight against the demon clan. As a result, Nangong Qing and Feng Muran were both seriously injured, and the Fengling Empire was defeated.
Although Feng Mu was recuperating in the palace, he couldn't really ignore what was going on outside the window and recuperate with peace of mind. He couldn't miss a single thing about the matters in the court. Whenever he heard that the war was going on, he always felt in his heart
I feel so guilty that I can't even eat.
"You guys, carrying me around without eating or drinking, are you trying to lose weight and become dried meat?"
There were a few side dishes and a bowl of porridge on the tray held by Nangong Yueyao. Before anyone entered the room, the crisp sound reached Feng Muran's ears.
"It seems that you want to spend the rest of your life here... Oh no, if you keep insisting and don't eat for two days, I guess you won't be able to survive the rest of your life! But don't worry, I will
Miss is kind-hearted. Seeing that you have a deep friendship with this bed and it is hard to separate from it, I will definitely put this bed in the coffin for you and take it away with you when the time comes."
What she said was very clear and concise, and the sarcasm was self-evident.
"Hmph, this prince was only slightly injured, but you have already started planning my future affairs... She is really a good princess for me!" Feng Muran was in a bad mood, so he didn't care what he heard at this time.
It's all like sarcasm, but it's really useless.
However, as soon as Nangong Yueyao walked in, she had no intention of saying anything nice. On the contrary, she was very satisfied with Feng Muran's reaction. She felt that this person was not in a hopeless state yet, so she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Take a breath.
Feng Muran has been struggling with the defeat these days. He doesn't eat, drink or see anyone. Every time the food sent by the servants is too cold to eat and is taken out again, so he has to go there instead.
Asking for help from their would-be princess.
Sometimes, Yueyao really wants to ignore him, just let him struggle, let him fend for himself...
But every time she thought about it angrily, she immediately softened her heart. Hey, who made him her husband in name? If this matter was placed on someone else, she, Nangong Yueyao, wouldn't bother to take care of it.
!
Over here, he was nestled on the bed in the study room, hugging Feng Muran, who was haggard and disheveled with quilts. He was still unhappy about the defeat. He didn't want to be as depressed as he is now, but when he thought about it, he was full of ambition.
, embarked on the road of war with the confidence of victory, but in the end he was completely defeated, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
Even if he died in battle, how could he have the face to face those eyes that were once full of expectations like this? So when Nangong Yueyao came in with delicious food, he was not in the mood to pay attention to it.
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Feng Muran sighed deeply in his heart and turned over to face the wall. His heart was still in a mess, and he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
Just like Nangong Yueyao said, he is a person who can't get out once he gets into a corner, and what people like him may not need is the comfort of gentle words, but someone who can truly
Lead him and take him out of his current predicament. Only in this way can he be truly freed.
"Okay, how brave are you? How dare you not even look at me?"