Inside the bright military tent, Wei Changtian saw Li Wutong, who was obviously much thinner.
Although the latter has lost a lot of weight and his face is extremely pale, his appearance is still the same as before and has not changed much.
It's just that their appearance hasn't changed, but the way the two look at each other will never be the same again.
"Sir, the slave family has left first."
The long skirt swayed, and Yang Liushi, who had been staying here to take care of Li Wutong, stood up, said softly, opened the curtain and left.
As she left, only Wei Changtian and Li Wutong were left in the tent.
"You must have suffered a lot these days."
Sitting down opposite Li Wutong, Wei Changtian expressed calmly: "It's just good that you're fine."
"Mr. Gongzi..."
Tears filled his eyes instantly, and for some reason Li Wutong couldn't hold back the tears anymore just after hearing Wei Changtian's words, and his voice was extremely choked.
"I, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry for you..."
"I shouldn't believe Ning Yongnian, I shouldn't believe him..."
"I hate myself so much for being so stupid..."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
"..."
The tears of the hesitant Bodhisattva fell on his clothes.
Tears slid down his cheeks and fell on his clothes, making them wet.
Li Wutong's cries and apology echoed in the military tent, which seemed to be mixed with boundless regret and guilt.
She bit her lip and kept looking at Wei Changtian, her shoulders shaking violently.
She wanted to throw herself into Wei Changtian's arms, but she felt that she was not worthy, so she didn't dare.
She expected to hear even one sentence of comfort from Wei Changtian, but the latter never said a word...
Then.
It didn't take long for Li Wutong to hear a voice so calm that it frightened her amidst the howling wind outside the tent.
This voice is so familiar, yet so strange.
"Tell me everything that happened since you left Shuzhou City."
"..."
...
The desolate moon tonight shines upon my feelings of separation.
On the way out of Shuzhou City, under Jiunan County, in the prison in Huailing City, in the small teahouse next to the execution ground...Li Wutong had imagined countless times what if there was still another life in this life.
If he meets Wei Changtian again, what will he say?
But she never imagined this scene.
"I......"
The voice seemed a little bitter, and then it became extremely painful in the calm eyes.
Li Wutong looked at Wei Changtian tremblingly, and it took him a long, long time to finish what the latter wanted to know.
Wei Changtian's answer to this was only a simple sentence.
"okay, I get it."
"..."
The sound of the wind is still very cold, echoing faintly between the heaven and the earth.
Li Wutong's body shook violently, and his heart suddenly became empty.
The flickering candlelight, the bright tent...it seemed as if everything in the world had disappeared in the shrill sound of the wind, and everything that came and went was just a dream.
Even Wei Changtian's voice became ethereal.
"Princess, your father is not in my hands..."
"The robbery of the law field was not actually done by me..."
"I don't know whether he is dead or alive now, but I guess he can survive..."
"..."
After explaining Li Qi's situation in a few words, Wei Changtian looked at the lost Li Wutong and stopped talking.
Although his expression has always been calm, his heart at the moment is inevitably a little complicated.
This is an emotion that is difficult to explain.
After already knowing the ins and outs of everything, Wei Changtian certainly understood that his weight in Li Wutong's heart was actually far less than that of Dafeng, the concept of family and country.
In other words, if Li Wutong is really given a chance to make a choice between Dafeng's life and death and her own life and death, then she will most likely choose the former.
As for my attitude towards this...
It may sound weird, but Wei Changtian really doesn't care about such an order, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.
He does not mean that he must be ranked first in everyone's heart, but he even hopes that the people around him can have such pursuits.
But Li Wutong's mistake was that she gave up all her bottom lines for this.
Not stupid, not foolish, not impulsive.
It’s just the bottom line of “do something and don’t do something”.
From this perspective, she is quite similar to Ning Yongnian.
Therefore, Wei Changtian can't say "I don't forgive" now, but he can say "I accept it or not".
And since he decided to rebel because of the Yuanzhou City massacre, he naturally would not accept Li Wutong.
It's that simple.
"..."
"Princess, what are your plans next?"
After a long while, Wei Changtian finally asked again: "The situation in Dafeng will not be stable in a short time. Have you ever thought about where you want to go in the future?"
"I......"
As if he had a premonition of something, Li Wutong's breathing became tight for a moment, and his voice was urgent and panicked.
"Mr. Gongzi, I will listen to you!"
"Go, wherever you go! I will never be like that again!"
"You, can you believe me? Believe me..."
"Do you listen to me?"
Wei Changtian nodded: "In that case, then you can leave."
"I don't care where you go, you don't have to tell me."
"But you have to know that if you fall into Ning Yongnian's hands again, I will not save you again."
"Princess, I never owe you anything."
"You don't have to feel guilty, because you don't owe me anything."
"So from now on we are strangers, let's go our separate ways..."
"..."
After saying the last sentence, Wei Changtian stood up without any hesitation and walked straight to the curtain.
His extremely ruthless behavior was not an act, but just before he was about to lift the curtain and leave, Li Wutong suddenly staggered over and chased him, tightly grabbing the corner of his clothes with tears on his face.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are no hysterical cries, no grief-stricken pleas.
The latter didn't even dare to have physical contact with him. He just held on to the strand of clothes tightly and repeated the last sentence in the smallest and most humble tone.
"No, don't leave me, okay..."
"Please, please..."
"Don't leave me..."
"..."
After a pause, Wei Changtian's chest seemed to feel a little tight.
He closed his eyes, opened them again after a few breaths, and then suddenly reached out and opened the curtain.
"Zhang San!"
Looking at Zhang San who was standing outside the tent, his tone was still as cold as ever.
"Go prepare a horse! Send the princess away immediately!"
"Also, I will let the news out early tomorrow morning and say that Princess Wu Ping was poisoned by Ning Yongnian and died tonight!"
"Yes! The villain understands!"
"Well, let's do it."
After saying the last words, Wei Changtian immediately cut off the corner of his clothes with a wave of his hand, and then strode into the night.
Li Wutong subconsciously wanted to chase him, but as soon as he took a step, he was blocked by Zhang San.
"Princess, please don't make things difficult for me."
"..."
His steps suddenly stopped, and Li Wutong's body stiffened for a moment, and then as if he had lost all his strength, he grabbed the curtain and slid down little by little, until he fell completely onto the cold loess.
"It is said that Princess Wu Ping was poisoned and died tonight!"
The cold voice seemed to still echo in the night sky, and only the last blurry outline of the figure in the distance remained.
The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, and the people are still at first. Who can see the lonely people coming and going alone, the misty and solitary shadows.
I startled but turned around, I had hatred and no one to save me. I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live on them, the lonely sandbank was cold.
"..."
"Master Wei! You want to marry me when we meet again!"
"You promised me!"
"..."
The cold wind was like a knife, ruffling Li Wutong's short hair that reached his shoulders.
She slowly closed her eyes and finally felt the cold.