Arnold felt that there was nothing she could do about it. She really neglected Na Muhan's sharp eyes. Even though they were dressed up like this, they were still recognized at a glance. She could only blame herself. Why would she agree to go with Qian when nothing happened?
The load came out? Why should she be distracted when she has nothing to do? But at this time, there seemed to be no way out for her annoyance. All she could do was endure it.
"Back off." Na Muhan's voice was deep, with extreme displeasure in his tone.
He remembered clearly that Zhenjin had suffered burns all over his body in order to find her. Because he thought she was dead and lay in bed sick for a month, he still had no energy every day. Even when he went to court, he was like an empty shell.
And the other one, Hu Gechi, stayed in the army of Mang Gechi because of her. When the Khan found out, he was furious. Hu Gechi was the most beloved among the many sons of the Khan, but because of this incident, he was still regarded as a murderer by the Khan.
Don was whipped for thirty or forty times. The flesh that was opened and the blood that flowed out were all because of the woman in front of him.
However, now that he saw her kneeling in front of him, Na Muhan hesitated again. His heart felt like it was being grabbed by someone's hand, feeling uncomfortable. She had always been willful and unreasonable, and she had always been stubborn and unreasonable.
, and now she is kneeling in front of him so humbly.
"Amul, you have changed, you have become cold and ruthless. Where has the loyal Amul gone in the past? You know your importance in the second brother's heart, but you left him without saying goodbye.
"Na Muhan's voice softened a little, and his eyes that were like real gold stared straight at Arnold who was kneeling at his feet.
Arnold's heart was filled with pain. She originally thought that she wouldn't feel any more pain, at least not because of the real gold. But now, after hearing Na Muhan's words, her heart throbbed with pain. That kind of pain was not heartache.
The pain in her horns was either swelling or stuffiness that made her unable to breathe, or pain, a pain with emotional pain. It was like her newly healed wound was suddenly torn open at this moment.
"Amul, stand up, I know it's you."
Arnold hesitated for a moment, but still did not stand up. She lowered her head, her eyes were red. It was not like that at all. It was Zhenjin who abandoned her, and it was Zhenjin who made her marry a groom in a humble manner. It was Zhenjin who hurt her.
She was going to be sent to the military camp by Queen Chabi. If it weren't for Brother Ma's lust, she didn't know where she would have fallen now...
"Amul, Zhenjin fell ill because of you, and he seemed to have lost his soul after the illness." Namuhan lowered his head, feeling depressed. In fact, in addition to Zhenjin and Hu Gechi, he also went to look for
He had always wanted to convince himself that he wanted to pass her over because of Zhenjin and Hu Gechi, but in fact, there was a voice deep in his heart that kept screaming and telling him that it was not the case.
Sick? A bitterness flowed out of Arnold's heart, and the twitching pain seemed to become less obvious. How could Zhenjin get sick because of her "death"? He was probably upset because of something else, because she was still
He didn't torture him enough. A humble slave, an insignificant pet, was lost in fact. It was just not as he wished. He was not tortured by the men in the military camp, and he did not become a veritable rag.
Fall into the mud and let it fend for itself.
A gust of wind blew and stirred up Na Muhan's purple python robe. There was a hint of pain in her dark brown eyes. Why didn't she stand up? Why didn't she want to admit that she was Amul?