"Let's take it one step at a time. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. We must not give in just because the opponent has a strong backing. Don't worry, if it really doesn't work, I won't fight head-on."
It would be fine if she was just a person, but now she has relatives and friends, so she has to think about the future no matter what.
The worst-case scenario is that Xuanyuan Mu and Jiao Libel will have an affair and she will live alone with the dumplings.
But thinking that that person would leave, Yan Buhuan felt very uncomfortable.
One day before the duel, Yan Buhuan went to Prince Mu's Mansion.
She knew that she would probably be kicked out, but she desperately wanted to see him.
What she didn't expect was that Gu Xilai went out to greet her.
"The princess is here? Please come this way!"
If she hadn't been sure that this person was Gu Xilai and not Gu Donglai, she might have suspected that a trap had been set up in the palace for her to fall into.
"Your Majesty has been feeling unwell recently, so please don't take it personally, Princess." Gu Xilai tactfully apologized to Yan Buhuan. He knew that Gu Donglai didn't like Yan Buhuan too much, and it wasn't for anything else.
Just because this woman put Xuanyuan Mu into desperate situations time and time again. The last time Xuanyuan Mu fought with Jiao Li, he almost lost his life, and it was the same this time. Jiao Li was almost dead in order to save Yan Buhuan.
"It's okay, I just came to take a look and leave after watching."
Gu Xilai made a gesture of invitation.
The wooden door was slightly ajar, and the light inside hit the ground along the gap. Yan Buhuan mustered up his courage and opened the door.
There was a medicinal smell inside, and she frowned.
The man was lying peacefully on the bed, as if he was asleep. Yan Buhuan walked over lightly. Afterward, he felt a little ridiculous. He had become like this, how could he hear anything?
Although he was in a coma, his servants took good care of him. Xuanyuan Mu was still the same as before, and his appearance was not haggard due to his illness.
"Whether you are Jiao Li or Xuanyuan Mu, I just want to say...we no longer owe each other anything."
She said this because she just wanted to get over the hurdle in her heart.
Sometimes it takes courage to hate someone.
If Jiao Li and Xuanyuan Mu are separated, then she still has someone to hate. The problem is that they are one person now.
He hated Jiao Li and was unfair to Xuanyuan Mu.
So, in the final analysis, this hatred... let's forget it.
There was no change in the person on the bed, and Yan Buhuan sighed: "I'm going to fight Zhao Yu tomorrow. I heard he is a very strong opponent. If I win, I will have a way to revive you. If I lose...
"
Yan Buhuan laughed dryly, as if he was joking: "If you lose, I will have to buy a coffin for you. Then I will choose the best coffin for you. How about the golden nanmu one?"
no answer.
Time seemed to have stopped, and Yan Buhuan discovered for the first time that silence is such a terrible thing, making people feel panicked and confused, but there is no solution.
"So you must pray to let me win, you know?" Yan Buhuan reached out and touched his face. She didn't know whether this sentence was said to Jiao Li or Xuanyuan Mu: "Dumpling said I miss you very much."
, I have been clamoring to come back these days, but the emperor has not agreed. Think about it, how sad Dumpling would be if you died?"
After talking a lot of nonsense, Yan Buhuan was ready to get down to business.
She took the man's wrist, rolled up his sleeve, and fastened a red bracelet on the wrist. This was the purpose of her visit tonight.
