273. Chapter 272 Breaking the Heart Demon and Solving the Qijue 18
Arnold sat at the stone table for a long time, staring at the chessboard in a daze.
Ganmala walked out of the room, walked lightly behind Arnold, stretched out his hand and patted her gently, "If you have time to sit here, why not find a place to rest for a while."
"I don't need to rest, I'm not tired at all." Arnold replied without thinking. He was stunned for a moment before looking back at Ganmala, "When did you come out?"
"Just a moment." Ganmala answered smoothly, but nothing could be seen in those eyes.
Arnold nodded, "Then I'm going into the house." Arnold stood up and stretched.
"Amul..." Ganmala suddenly said, "That day in front of the palace, you..."
Arnold didn't answer, and didn't want to continue listening to what Gan Mala said. He ran into the house quickly as if to escape. He pushed the door open, crossed the threshold, turned over and closed the door, and opened Gan Mala's face that looked so similar to Luo Chen's.
The almost identical face was gradually removed from sight.
Zhenjin watched Arnold step into the house and watched her close the door little by little. "Amul... you..."
Arnold walked up to him and saluted him, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
Zhenjin's pupils shrank, as if a thin needle had been inserted into his heart. Arnold had called him Prince for the second time. This was to remind him that the past had passed between the two of them and it would be impossible to go back to the past.
? He took a deep breath and looked at Arnold, "Come over and sit."
Arnold didn't really want to get close to him, but she had to get close. When she got close, she had to be on guard, guarding against others and guarding against herself. She obediently sat beside his bed, and suddenly thought of
Looking at the chess game I just watched, aren’t the few white stones that entered the heart of Black’s chess very similar to myself? If Black wants to kill him, he will definitely not be able to live. And if Black wants to be unbearable, he must attack his heart.
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"You don't need to call me Prince, you can still call me Zhenjin or uncle like before." Zhenjin's eyes showed expectation, and his eyes that had always been invisible to others suddenly became emotionally explicit, which was obvious to everyone at a glance.
Arnold's heart moved slightly, but she still sat next to Zhenjin. She opened her mouth and wanted to call his name. However, she couldn't.
"What do you want to say?" Zhenjin asked slowly.
Arnold smiled and asked bluntly, "I just heard from the imperial doctor Qi Yan that he was going to send troops to the Southern Song Dynasty again, and..." She deliberately did not finish her words, but looked at Zhenjin with a smile.
Zhenjin seemed to know what she was thinking, "One month." Although he felt a little disappointed, he still said the answer.
Arnold's smile gradually disappeared, and there was no expression on her face. She was just testing in her heart, just wanting to know whether Zhenjin would tell her. From Uzhina's mouth, she understood why she was thrown away by Queen Chabi
Entering Prince Yan's palace. Now that she had received the confirmation, she felt uncomfortable.
"You don't have to think that you are using me, I am telling you this willingly. I don't want to fight, and I don't want to set foot on the battlefield again, but I have to go." Zhenjin's heart showed exhaustion. He had experienced many, many wars.
He commanded the army and conquered countless territories, but now he didn't want to fight. He knew that this was not for others, but for Arnold.
"Still, I want to thank you." Arnold lowered his head, "I can't control other people. I just hope that my parents can be safe and sound."