Every time he followed her wishes, he would always say that.

"You haven't told me yet, would you be happier without me?" There was a hint of persistence in his eyes.

Murong Piaoxue looked at him blankly.

Would she be happier without him? But without him, would she be able to feel the pampering and love that once made people so intoxicated?

Without him, would you be able to experience that bone-crushing pain?[

Without him, could my heart beat so wildly?

I don't know... I really don't know, because everything is hypothetical.

At this point, those things have become less important.

If she had to explore this issue, she could only say that in those days without him, her heart had been trapped by invisible things.

His eyes stared at her deeply.

"Whether you are happy or not, I don't want to let you go this time, and I can't let it go. If you are unhappy, I will try my best to make you feel happy." He no longer waited for her answer, and held her hand without letting go.

Open a centimeter.

The breeze blew over her cheek, feeling slightly cool. What the wind could take away was the past, and what it could retain was the future in the palm of your hand.

She looked at him faintly, with a smile on her lips, remembering what Jiang Li said in the night, don't let yourself have any regrets.

If she really felt regret after breaking away from Long Chenyan's hand, then this time, she tried to enjoy his efforts peacefully.

"Next time, you can't not cherish your body so much." Half a year ago, he was severely injured by himself, and half a year later, he was stabbed by a killer again.

As long as he doesn't want to, who can hurt him? Including the sword he gave him.

"Okay!" He smiled, but nodded extremely seriously.

With her here, his life is no longer just his own, but that of two people.

"You rest for a while, I have something to do with Xiao Luo." Murong Piaoxue got up after covering Long Chenyan with a quilt.

In the past, he was the one who took care of her, coaxed her, and pampered her. This time, it was her turn to try to pay.

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At this time, Xiao Luo was in the Snow Palace, facing Murong Piaoxue.

"Empress, Feng Xiru is really dead." Xiao Luo had a look of doubt in his eyes, not knowing why Concubine Xue suddenly asked about Feng Xiru.

The emperor personally ordered Feng Xiru to be hanged. Could it be that the empress suspected that Feng Xiru was not dead?[

"Mother, did you notice something wrong?"

"I can't explain it right now. The Emperor is wounded by a sword. Send more people to watch to make sure nothing goes wrong." Murong Piaoxue thought of the figure from yesterday, it was so familiar.

She felt a little strange in her heart. The figure of that person looked so much like Feng Xiru. She was very impressed by Feng Xiru's figure because of the confrontation. Moreover, the figure of the palace maid disappeared very quickly yesterday.

It proves that she is no ordinary palace maid.

"Can Feng Xiru know martial arts?"

"Yes, she is not only good at martial arts, but also in hidden arts. Because her master was the number one demon master in Feng Wu Kingdom." Xiao Luo looked at Xue Fei's serious and dignified expression, and his face became a little heavier.

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Is Feng Xiru really not dead yet?
Chapter completed!