893. Chapter 893 Just for her: overthrow the world [10]
Mu Jieyu turned around and looked at the man who walked towards the fire, skillfully selected branches and started roasting the pheasant. Her eyes were a little dazed. She vaguely remembered that in Chongyang, when Xuanyuan Zhiqi was still Xuanyuan Zhiqi, she had said to
She said something: Once in the snow where corpses were strewn across the fields, she never gave up in order to survive.
The man in front of her revealed everything about her A Rong without revealing anything. He was so omniscient. Is there really anyone in this world who could pretend to be someone like this?
"Min'er?" Xuanyuan Zhirong sat down and saw Mu Jieyu standing at the entrance of the cave looking at him in trance, so he couldn't help but call out softly.
Mu Jieyu suddenly came to his senses and walked to sit next to him.
"Min'er, this is not the first time. You looked at me with such a dazed look. Telling me what happened in the Bianjing Palace made you more wary of me when you came back." Xuanyuan Zhirong
The dark and deep phoenix eyes looked at Mu Jieyu with an inescapable look.
"You...you all know..." She was a little surprised. She always thought she hid it well.
"If it were anyone else, I might not notice it, but you are my wife and my true love. If I can't even notice the subtle changes in you, how can I dare to say so brazenly that you are more important to me than anything else."
Xuanyuan Zhirong still looked at Mu Jieyu for a moment, "I didn't mention it because of the tacit understanding between you and me. I thought you would ask me..."
The sadness in Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyes made Mu Jieyu's heart twitch. She stretched out her hand to hold Xuanyuan Zhirong's hand: "Arong, forgive me, I know I shouldn't doubt you, but I don't dare to take it lightly.
, because...because I am really afraid that the person accompanying me is not the real you."
"Min'er, I will always be me." Xuanyuan Zhirong held Mu Jieyu's hand and said softly.
Mu Jieyu shook his head: "I feel that you are Ah Rong, but... But Emperor Ming, his words, his habits, his every move, the kind of love that gets along with him is uncontrollable, even though he is with
You look very different, but I can't ignore the feeling he gave me. That's Ah Rong..."
"Don't cry, Min'er." Seeing tears welling up in the corners of Mu Jieyu's eyes, he let go of her hand, reached out to wipe away the tears from her cheeks, and said softly, "I don't blame you for this, and I don't either.
I will force you, Min'er, you should slowly and slowly feel it with your heart. One day, you will understand who is the person you want."
Mu Jieyu felt a little ashamed of Xuanyuan Zhirong's tolerance: "I'm sorry, Ah Rong..."
Xuanyuan Zhirong shook his head and smiled: "I don't want my Min'er to accept me with grudges. I will wait for you, waiting for the day when you understand. You have waited for me for five years, and I can wait for you all my life."
He held her hand again and pressed her soft hand on her chest, "Even if the beating here stops, I will still wait for you."
"Arong..." Mu Jieyu threw herself into Xuanyuan Zhirong's arms, hugging her tight waist tightly, "Thank you, thank you for treating me so well. I won't let your waiting last a lifetime."
The smile on Xuanyuan Zhirong's lips spread, and he held Mu Jieyu with one hand. He did not speak, but concentrated on roasting his pheasant.
The rare warmth between the two was made even sweeter by the fiery red sunlight.
After the confession, Mu Jieyu got along with Xuanyuan Zhirong more naturally. Although she still had doubts in her heart, she no longer tested Xuanyuan Zhirong.