Looking at her silent appearance, Zhu Feng slowly leaned down, reached out to stroke her cheek, and said hoarsely: "Nan Yan, you"

“…”

"Why didn't you tell me?"

“…”

A smile seemed to pass through Nan Yan's face, looking at her calmly

Although she didn't say a word, the faint smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows made people see clearly. She seemed to be saying: So what if I told you?

Zhu Feng's throat was like a fire storm, but at this moment, it was even more dry and uncomfortable.

yes.

So what?

As a concubine, she didn't know what crimes she had to bear and what consequences she had?

Since she had already admitted such a "crime" in public on such a major occasion as the sacrificial altar, she had already determined to die. What would happen afterwards be for a person who was not afraid of death?

She doesn't care at all.

But the more I understand this, the more uncomfortable Zhu Feng feels.

I just felt like a needle was stabbing, but now, it was like a dull knife cutting his heart bit by bit.

No injuries, no blood.

However, it hurt that he, who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years and has been injured, is a little unbearable.

His mind was full of one thing, but he was thinking about one thing.

How painful was she at that time?

Thinking of this, he almost wanted to grab Nan Yan's hand, but he had just let go of that hand and put it back into the quilt. Now, she doesn't have to warm her by herself.

On the contrary, I seemed to hold the world in my hand, but I couldn't even grasp what I wanted to grasp.

The fingertips were so cold that it seemed to be frozen.

Zhu Feng was silent for a long time and looked at Nan Yan's eyes: "Did you regret it?"

Nan Yan looked up at him.

regret?

Have you ever regretted it?

Perhaps even Nanyan himself has thought about this question countless times, but every time he tests himself, the answers he gets are the same.

She said lightly: "No."

“…!”

Zhu Feng's heartbeats a little.

Nanyan then said calmly: "At that time, I was willing."

“…!”

Zhu Feng's breathing was suffocated again.

At that time...willed...?

At that time...

Zhu Feng looked at her thin and pale but stubborn face, and the powerlessness that he could never feel in her was powerless. At this time, it spread again and spread all over him.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhu Feng asked in a hoarse voice: “At that time, I was willing.”

“…”

"What about now?"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but slowly raised his head to look at him, his eyes so calm that there was no slight fluctuation.

But Zhu Feng's heart seemed to be hit by a huge wave and hit the cold seabed.

Nan Yan didn't say anything because she had already answered, but at this moment, she couldn't say these words.

Why ask?

Her eyes said everything.

Yes, why ask?

She was still by his side, she wouldn't go anywhere or anywhere else.

She still looks the same as before.

But, one thing is different.

She will no longer be Si Nanyan, who will do everything for him and even be able to put life and death aside. She will no longer be regretful and will no longer be determined to him.
Chapter completed!