He took the bowl and was about to lower his head to drink the soup when he suddenly remembered something and looked up at me: "What about you, have you eaten?"

“Uh, not yet.”

"Why haven't you eaten yet? Didn't I ask them to bring you food?"

"I want to wait for you to come back and have dinner together."

"You are really a fool. Where can I come back in a short while now? How long have you been waiting? Is it an hour? What should I do if I get hungry?"

He frowned and blamed me, and immediately handed me the soup bowl in his hand: "You eat some first."

I took the soup bowl I had served again, sat down and took a sip.

He moved into the South Courtyard and took over everything. He was separated from the people in the government office. Naturally, he made the food and clothing, and his own people made the food from the kitchen. The soup was not good, but after drinking it warmly, it made the whole stomach and intestines feel comfortable, and the blood in my body seemed to be unblocked.

He looked up at him: "You eat too."

"Um."

He also sat down and picked up the dishes and chopsticks. The two of them sat quietly and ate for a while. I looked at him thinking, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

He looked up at me and shook his head: "It's nothing."

“…”

I sighed and said patiently: "I'm still thinking about what's going on outside? Lord Zhang sent troops out of the city. How is it? There's always a result, right?"

Several hanging needle patterns appeared on his eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to inquire, but the emperor is very shy about this matter and does not allow my people to approach. Moreover, Lord Zhang's men are not going back to the city, so I don't know very well what the details are."

“…”

"But it seems that there should be no big problem."

My heart sank and I whispered, "Did they really get that thing?"

He was silent and said, "Eight out of ten."

“…”

It seems that Pei Yuanhao is really likely to get the other party's catapult in the chaos.

I couldn't help but frown and murmured to myself: "He got it...he got it. If he really got it, what would happen?"

Qinghan looked up at me, lowered his head, put the bowls and chopsticks back on the table with no appetite, and said slowly: "If he really got that kind of thing, then the future things might not be controlled by me."

I glanced at him.

Although Wuxin trapped his words, his last sentence still made me feel that he seemed to have the intention to control something.

I whispered: "If you worry about everything like this, do you think others will be grateful to you?"

“…”

"What are you trying to do?"

He laughed silently and shook his head lightly: "I don't say anything, I just got to this point, and some people and some things can be put down anywhere."

“…”

I slowly put the bowls and chopsticks back on the table, lowered my head and said, "But I think it's very easy to get out of nothing you want to put down."

His face was stunned, and he immediately felt repentant and looked up at me.

I looked at him, too.

Although the two of them didn't say much when they were having dinner, the quiet moment seemed to suddenly fall between the two, which seemed a little abrupt. He looked at me quietly for a while and felt like "finally coming" and said softly: "I know what you are going to say."

“…”

"Actually, on the way here, I kept thinking about how I should tell you."

"Then have you thought about it?"

"……No."

“…”

"I thought too much and realized that I didn't know what to say. But if you want to ask me, I can explain."

I couldn't help but sneer, but there was a lot of bitterness in my laughter: "You are very honest. If you answer whatever I ask, you don't ask, you don't need to answer, right?"

“…”

"So, if I didn't ask Miaoyan, what did she say to you, and you won't tell me a word until now, right?"

His face changed suddenly.

I gritted my teeth and looked at him, sneering: "Liu Qinghan, you are still so dishonest!"

After saying that, I stood up on the table and turned around and walked out, but before I could take this step, he seemed to be ready, rushed over and stopped me in front of me, with a little panic on his face: "Qingying, listen to me!"

I looked up at him and sneered, "Now, you're going to say it, then why didn't you say it at that time?"

“…”

"Why didn't you tell me any of the words she said to you?"

“…”

"You just left, leaving without saying a word!"

“…”

"Liu Qinghan, if it wasn't for Linfen today, if I was just staying here today, would you come back?"

“…”

"You said you changed your temper, where did you change it?"

I originally wanted to have a good talk with him tonight, but for some reason, from the beginning, there was a fire of ignorance burning in my heart. The more I spoke, the more I felt the anger surged, almost burning my reason. I saw him speechless by his question, and my face, which had already recovered some rosy, gradually became pale again, as if it had condensed into frost like the half mask.

But there seemed to be a little flame in his pupils, slowly burning.

When I just finished my last sentence, he suddenly raised his head and looked at me. The flames suddenly seemed to jump out of his pupils, and his words seemed to suppress a little bit of hot fire.

"Do you think I'd be willing to leave you here?"

“…”

"Leave it to him?"

“…”

"Do you think I'm willing? Just leave like this? Do you think I'll be as happy as you look at you, the three of you, as you are together?"

I didn't expect to be questioned by him in reverse. Even in an instant, my position and he seemed to be completely in tune with each other. I caught up in the hot pupils and my throat choked slightly.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But, without waiting for me to say anything, he gritted his teeth and forced me to retreat one by one: "I am not a saint, and I am not as generous as you think. Even if I tell myself thousands of times, as long as you live well, as long as you live well, it is enough. But I saw the three of you together, even if you are laughing at them, even if you are laughing, I am still feeling uncomfortable!"

“…”

"Every time you smile, it's like there's a knife stabbing here!"

He pounded his chest suddenly, and the heavy and muffled sound was obviously very low, but it made me froze there.

I was totally stupid.

I didn't expect him to say these words to me, and it was only after he spoke that I remembered what he saw when he was in the Jinhou Mansion.

He saw Pei Yuanhao and I, and Miaoyan, chatting and laughing together, and traveling together. He saw the spring that Miaoyan gave to me and Pei Yuanhao...

He saw too many pictures of "a family of three" together, and it seemed to be happy.

I only saw his indifference and indifferentness, and the coldness that made me angry, but I forgot that he was so good at acting that he could deceive everyone and me. No one could truly see through the joy, sorrow and anger under his mask.

so--

Lingchi's man is me!

Even though I was smiling, every smile of mine turned into a knife that pierced into his chest!

Looking at his face that suddenly turned red, there was a vivid expression on it that I had almost never seen before. It was angry, jealous, and even a little helpless and confused. His chest was fluctuating violently. I could hear the heartbeat inside. Although I was slashing so many times, it was still beating vigorously.

I should thank God more for keeping this heart close to me like this, as long as I stretch out my hand—

I subconsciously reached out and tried to stroke his chest, but just as my fingertips were about to touch his chest, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my hand.

The temperature in the palm of my palm spread to my skin in an instant, without any concealment or diaphragm, which made me tremble.

I was surprised at his hot body temperature. I looked up at him, but saw that the flame in his pupils was burning more and more intensely, as if I wanted to ignite everything around me.

In a trance, I seemed to have returned to that night.

In Jixian Hall, he burned everything and exchanged me for a chance to live.

My throat suddenly stopped. I wanted to cry, but the tears seemed to be dried up by the temperature from his palm in my eyes. My eyes were so dry that it hurt slightly, making my voice a little dry. I said hoarsely: "Why... don't you tell me?"

He gasped violently, and his hot breath blew on my face.

After working for a while, he gritted his teeth and said slowly: "What can I say?"

“…”

"Stop you? Let you leave them both?"
To be continued...