"Although I am also very angry and sad, but... I can't bear to leave him. Since I can't bear to leave, I might as well accept the reality."
Her tone was very calm, and the expression on her face looked very calm, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her, "Besides, he didn't like the queen at all, and he had to marry him just for revenge. As long as he is new
What will happen to me if I wait for two years?"
"Have you... figured it out?" Zhan Feng looked at her carefully and saw that she seemed to have really figured it out. He felt relieved and felt a little sorry for her.
What is gratifying is that she can understand that Lord Chonghua no longer has to imprison her.
What makes her heartache is that when Mr. Chonghua failed to avenge his hatred for a day, she had to be hidden behind him and could not see the light of day.
Feng Yao did not allow Chonghua to keep her by his side.
It was impossible for Mr. Chonghua to really let her go. In the past two years, he could only send her to another place to hide.
"It's not like I figured it out."
Mu Yanxi smiled bitterly, "I just can't let him go."
Zhan Feng was silent for a long time and said in a low voice, "Master Chonghua will definitely be very happy if he hears these words."
It's quiet at night.
Mu Yanxi never slept.
After the meal, she also asked someone to boil hot water and take a bath.
About three o'clock later, Chonghua came back.
He came back injured.
The silver robe on his body was stained red with blood.
Mu Yanxi was in the house when she heard Zhan Feng's slightly startled voice coming from outside, "Sir, you are injured."
Her heart trembled with the sounds outside the room.
The feelings you give out are like water thrown out, you can never get them back.
Even if she knew all the truth, she couldn't do anything immediately after Chonghua was injured.
She was worried about him.
I don't know how long this worry will last.
Maybe after the two of them separate, after three or five years, they won't be together again.
Time..is the medicine that heals everything.
"It's okay."
Chonghua said it was okay, but his voice was hoarse and deep, and his breath was a little unsteady.
There was a squeak.
The door opened and he was supported by Zhan Feng and walked in.
Those soul-stirring eyes have also lost their former enchantment and passion, and their face is as pale as if they had not seen the sun for a long time. The bright red color on their lips has also faded, becoming pale and bloodless.
The hair all over his head was spread messily on his chest, covering the wounds on his chest.
Even so, as soon as he walked in, there was still a faint smell of blood rushing towards him.
Chonghua's skills are extremely good, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a peerless master.
But...he was injured.
Apart from Rong Chu, who is also extremely skilled in martial arts, there will be no one else he can hurt.
She could not imagine what a thrilling fight the two had experienced.
But Chonghua was seriously injured.
She thought he would let someone bandage the wound first, but she didn't expect him to pull her up. His hands were cold, but he held her hand tightly and didn't let go. He pursed his pale lips and smiled slightly.
Panting, he said, "Zhanfeng, bring a group of people to send her away first."
"Sir, your injury..." His chest is still bleeding. If it is not bandaged in time, it will bleed excessively.
"It's okay."
Chonghua looked at Mu Yanxi intently with his eyes, as if he wanted to part with her forever, with deep reluctance in his eyes, "Protect Madam, escort her to a safe place. If she is lost, you will