The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

The air was suddenly deathly quiet.

Ling Fengshuo froze in place, having never felt the word "fear" so clearly before.

At this moment, countless fears crept into my heart.

He didn't dare to look at Jiang Yunluo's expression at the moment.

The brain seems to have stopped, but also seems to be still running rapidly.

Time is also stretched indefinitely.

It seemed like only a few moments had passed.

He said calmly: "Before the spy that day, Yao'er once said that your injury has not healed."

The moment he said it, the big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

Ling Fengshuo breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Jiang Yunluo pretending to be calm.

Unexpectedly, he was met with two ice-like eyes.

His heart twitched suddenly, and Ling Fengshuo's heart that had finally let go suddenly rose again.

wrong……

What he just said...

I was thinking about——

"Last time I only said that Huayue was seriously injured and had yet to recover, but I didn't say where he was injured."

Every word she spoke was like a nail hammering into Ling Fengshuo's heart.

Ling Fengshuo clenched his fists fiercely and opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

But he couldn't say a word.

Then Hua Yue suddenly said: "Huh? The red strip of cloth on King Shuo's chest is..."

There was a thud in my heart.

Ling Fengshuo raised his hand to cover his chest almost instinctively.

Then he reacted suddenly and looked at Huayue sternly!

How could he know...

But it is obviously not the time to dwell on this matter now.

"Yao'er, I..."

"Hand over it."

Jiang Yunluo stretched out her hand coldly.

At that moment, she already understood why Hua Yue made a special trip to ask her about the piece of paper she had made a wish for before.

Ling Fengshuo lowered his eyes and looked at the thin white fingers in front of him.

half an hour-

He mechanically raised his hand, took out the cloth strip hidden on his chest, and placed it in Jiang Yunluo's hand.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and her fingertips tightened suddenly.

"When did you recover?"

she asked again.

His tone was calm, and there was no hint of anger.

The more this happened, the more flustered Ling Fengshuo became.

He would rather Jiang Yunluo get angry, even if it means giving him a slap in the face, it would be more liberating than asking him indifferently now!

Ling Fengshuo moved his mouth, but made no sound.

At this point, he knew that as long as Black Eagle and Mo Ying said everything, they would definitely cooperate.

but……

He didn't want to lie to her anymore.

If I had confessed to her earlier, I wouldn't have done it today...

"It's... after Shen Yuan's fantasy world..."

Ling Fengshuo finally whispered a few words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yunluo's expression finally changed and she looked at Ling Fengshuo in surprise.

She thought it was after he came back that he came into contact with many people and things from the past before he slowly recovered.

It turns out that since Shen Yuan...

No wonder he suddenly changed his mind at that time and was willing to come back with her!

The whole person is even weirder!

It turns out it’s been going on for so long!

"Oh, I didn't know that His Highness Prince Shuo's acting skills are so superb..."

Jiang Yunluo finally no longer looked expressionless, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

I don't know if he is laughing at Ling Fengshuo or himself.

Ling Fengshuo wanted to explain in a panic: "Yao'er, I'm sorry, I..."

"roll."

Jiang Yunluo didn't want to hear anything.

Ling Fengshuo choked suddenly, and all his words were blocked in his mouth by this one word.

After a moment of pause, he continued: "Yao..."

"I said, get out."

Jiang Yunluo interrupted again, her cold eyes filled with cruelty.

The hand holding the cloth strip had thin threads of blood dripping down the fingertips!

Ling Fengshuo's eyes were suffocated, and his breathing almost stopped due to the bright red. He was afraid that she would hurt him, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, I'm leaving!"

He knew that it was useless to say anything at the moment.

If he stays, he will only push the matter to an even more irreversible point...

Thinking about it, Ling Fengshuo finally walked out of the hospital without looking back.

The moment the figure disappeared.

Jiang Yunluo suddenly relieved her strength from her hand and felt a subtle pain.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the crescent-shaped wound in her palm, and a hint of ridicule suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Yun'er, your hands..."

Huayue stepped forward, looking a little helpless.

Then she said calmly: "I'm fine, you can go back too."

Hua Yue’s eyebrows tightened—

"Yun'er..."

"I'm really fine, go back."

Jiang Yunluo interrupted him.

Although his tone was better than when he told Ling Fengshuo to "get lost" just now, his attitude was the same as that confirmed thousands of miles away.

Knowing that she needed to calm down alone now, Huayue nodded and said no more.

The courtyard finally became quiet.

Jiang Yunluo stood there, but she still felt noisy around her, and there was a rumbling in her ears, but she didn't know what it was.

half an hour-

sneer.

what.

She was in such a mood swing because of Ling Fengshuo.

Even when he used military orders to deal with her before, she never seemed to have the same mood as before.

Anger, disappointment, ridiculousness, and... the betrayal of being deceived.

Only when someone is betrayed by the person they trust the most will the pain become numb.

When did she put Ling Fengshuo in the "most trusted" position?

No.

Maybe not just “most trusted.”

Ling Fengshuo had already broken through the safest distance between herself and others.

Even because of "amnesia", he approached her unscrupulously.

And she acquiesced.

Even somewhat used to having him around...

But all this is false.

Ling Fengshuo deceived her badly.

Taking advantage of her compassion!

The more angry people become, the calmer they become.

After standing alone for a long time, Jiang Yunluo suddenly turned around and strode into the room.

She picked up the bright red strip of cloth in her palm, and after a while——

Along with the pungent burnt smell, a tiny firelight lit up in the room.

Jiang Yunluo watched indifferently as the carrier of wishes turned into ashes.

Then a bold idea flashed through his mind.

Freedom must be fought for by oneself.

No need to worry.

She knows what to do.

at dusk--

"What did you say? He will take the throne in three days? Really?!"

Mu Li suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at Jiang Yunluo in disbelief.

It was rare that he was so surprised. His voice was so loud that it startled the coal ball nearby.

However, Jiang Yunluo always looked calm and said calmly: "Well, haven't you been urging me? What? I have agreed now, and you regret it again?"

"Of course not!"

Mu Li was afraid that she would regret it, so she hurriedly answered.

There was a hesitant look on his face. He hesitated for a moment and then said tentatively: "I heard... King Shuo has recovered his memory..."

"What does an outsider do? Is he involved in this matter?"

Jiang Yunluo's eyebrows swept away, and there was some displeasure in her eyes.

She didn't want to hear this man's name again.

Nor did she want to deal with someone who was deliberately trying to deceive her.

From now on, Ling Fengshuo has nothing to do with her.

He is just an "outsider".