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Manzhe caught in this changing situation, watched him turn slowly, and moved hard behind the screen step by step. Biao's long body was slightly bowed because of the injury. He was clearly unstable, but insisted on walking over.

She bit her lip and stepped forward to support him.

Zong Zheng's body was stiff, and she turned her head to look at her. She dropped her eyes and didn't speak, helping him to walk to the bed.

The injured man was settled. She asked someone to bring a basin of water. He took off his shirt. She helped him clean the wound and applied medicine to bandage. This scene was a bit similar to the night when he returned to General's Mansion with a bone-piercing pain a year ago. At that time, she was also so careful to help him treat the wound, taking care of it like a real wife Everything ... He looked at her astoundingly. The scenes of the past seemed to have happened yesterday. Before he came out from there, she had gone away and left his life.

"Rongle." He couldn't help but whisper, as if he had summoned all the unspeakable feelings.

She paused with her hands, her eyelids, and gently said "En".

He froze, as if he didn't expect her to respond. Guanghua flashed in his eyes, and he laughed, "Someone promised it ... it's great."

She looked up at him and saw a slight arc of pale pale blood on her lips, a strange smile that could not be sensed, and implied bitter satisfaction. She frowned and sighed, but it was just a sound, did she need to feel that way?

He smiled softly and relived the old dream with a sword in his body. What's wrong with him? Although this is only a dream, it is still an extremely short dream! But for him, it was already precious.

Looking at the **** wound, her hands trembled slightly. If it hadn't been for her not killing him, or if the sword had gone a little deeper and deeper, perhaps he would have died in her hands.

Thoughts are like a tide, and every taste is in my heart.

"Why ... don't hide?" Her trembling voice interrupted his thoughts immersed in memories.

He went back to himself, laughing at himself, and said lightly: "The wounds on my body don't care ... more than this one." Whether it was on the body or in the heart, those wounds were covered with blood, given by relatives and left by enemies. Together with the gift of love, let's go!

She froze for a moment, not expecting him to answer like that. Thinking of the trauma left by the thirteen barbs and bones on his back, his heart was a little astringent, and he didn't know what to say. She never really wanted to kill him, even when she hated him the most, otherwise, she could do it the day she left the general's house.

No more speaking, both were silent.

The dim candlelight was bright and dark, enveloping this empty room. Jianshuo's body was wrapped in white bandages, and the wound was finally treated properly. She exhaled and stood upright. As the two of them, getting along like this is really weird, but also natural.

Zong Zheng put on his clothes and leaned on the bedside, his breath was weak, but his gaze was fixed on her for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would not look at it for a few moments before he would look down on it.

"Rong Le, you ... are still not cruel enough! If you are crueler, you can ... get rid of my confidant for him."

Manx pursed his lips tightly, not looking. He was right, she wasn't tough enough. However, for a person who loves himself deeply, who can really take it seriously? And she was never heart-shaped.

"Let's go. If you don't leave, you won't be able to do it." Her words were flat and she couldn't hear emotions. She let him go, but worry-free might not let him go. How sad they are brothers, brothers and sisters! But no one can change this situation.

Zong Zheng had no idea, and wanted to say: Are you so anxious to drive me away? Do n’t even give me a few more words? But the words had not yet exited. There was an urgent footstep outside the door. Li Liang could not wait to ask for instructions and rushed into the room. He reported in a hurry: "Your Majesty, someone just came to report and a large number of people came here .It seems that the leader is ... Nandi! "

For a moment, she asked the girl to report after an hour, but now it is only half an hour. How come so fast?

Zong Zheng's vision was dull, and his complexion was still very calm. He took a deep look at the man, and understood why she let him go. It turned out that she had left the back road before going out.

The guards poured in again and surrounded the woman in the house alertly before they were commanded. Li Liang's eyes turned quickly, and he quickly measured the situation, glanced at him, and then worshiped Zongzheng in an apologetic manner: "Your Majesty, there is only one way to leave this place. Your Majesty will make a decision!" He knew this idea, His Majesty He will certainly not agree, and may still be angry with him, but he has the responsibility to consider his Majesty's safety. This idea must be mentioned.

Zong Zheng's complexion changed and he subconsciously looked at the woman with white hair.

Her eyes were cold and cold, she stepped back unconsciously, and she naturally knew what Li Liang said was the way to hold her hostage, so that she would be relieved! This also means that she will be taken out of Jiangnan and followed them back to the capital. Then, in the days to come, she and Wuyou will take each side of the sky and return to the former involuntarily again. She doesn't go on with her life. She watched the fine light in Zong Zheng's unwieldy eyes light up and extinguish, and her eyes kept changing, she seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

She glanced at the people around her, and finally looked at Zong Zheng's helplessness, slightly touching her lips, and smiling coldly. It was indeed a good idea, but she would not give him another chance to use her to hurt worry-free. Unless ... she is dead! With all her heart in mind, she said nothing, raised her head arrogantly, united her inner strength, and tried to fight with them.

Zong Zheng looked up to her stubborn eyes, her eyes drowsed, like a deadly expression of solitude, he got out of bed, spit out a word to the guards, calmly and firmly, "Go."

Li Liang was shocked and hurriedly stopped in front of him, eagerly begging: "Your Majesty, you can't! You are the king of a country, you are the prince of Jiangshan society, and the blessings of all peoples. Please take the big picture seriously! The South Emperor brings a lot Hundreds of people, their subordinates, etc., even if they have tried their lives, it is difficult for His Majesty to leave the Jiangnan Territory safely. Besides, His Majesty is seriously injured at the moment. If it is true, his subordinates can hardly atone for their sins! Please think twice! "

"Your Majesty, please think carefully!"

Zong Zheng's eyebrows clenched tightly, Li Liang said again, "As long as you capture the beloved woman of Nandi, you will be forced to kill him by his life. Don't be afraid he will not let go ..."

"Stop!" Zong Zheng had no choice but to scream suddenly and use the method of hurting the beloved woman to persuade another man to submit. This is a mistake that will make him regret his life. He will never make a second time, even if it costs him. It's dead! He opened his eyes angrily, his face twisted and crooked, like a mad lion, shocked by Li Liang's mouth, afraid to speak again. Zong Zheng looked at the man's eyes with irritation, and his eyes were full of anger. "If this is the case, who would dare to say one more thing, I'll kill him first! Let's go." Li Liang kicked off Li Liang in front of him, and clenched his hands tightly. Holding her chest, she shook her slightly without hesitation and missed her, striding out.

"Why?" Manchan suddenly turned and stood beside the wooden screen, asking loudly. She would rather fight to death than let him go.

He paused without turning back. Back to her, her voice was desolate: "You are just my wife, not the tool I use to escape! In this world, without me, and others are loving you to give you happiness, but in my heart ... But there is only one you. Rongle, you may not know, I have always been envious of him, and I also want to love someone like him with no scruples, regardless of life and death, and no measure of gains and losses ... But I have been young With the mission of hatred, I ... I can't help myself! I long to have pure feelings, but I also want to give you that feeling, but fate ... don't give me the opportunity. "

Twenty years, more than 7,000 days, the firm convictions that have been brought together little by little, even if we meet someone we love, we cannot change them overnight. So he was destined not to get her love from the beginning.

Just let it go, just let her go. I had just wanted to see her and gave her blood to her, and asked her if she was doing well, and whether she hated him? But who knows, when I saw her, the thoughts that piled up day and night rushed like tides, destroying his reason, and looking at her right in front of him, he couldn't control the strong desire to bring her back **, it was almost Make another big mistake. He always wanted to ask, was it true that she said that she almost fell in love with him? It now seems that there is no need to ask again.

Everything is doomed!

Before he left, he said again: "The things on the table are for you. Maybe you can't use them anymore, but I ... still want to give it to you."

As he watched him leave, the tall body that was trying to stabilise gradually became blurred in her eyes. In the end, the entanglement between them is a fate? Is it sin? Who can make it clear? Maybe, from the beginning, everything was wrong. I hope he can figure it out and let it go soon.

She sighed slightly and slowly turned back to see what he had said to her. At the corner of the long table that had not been noticed by her before, there was a small pot of flowers and leaves. The bright red rhizomes seem to have just drank blood, revealing the weird colors of bloodthirsty, and the black leaves are gathered together with a dark red luster ...