After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Jiang Yunying stood outside the tent for a long time, and finally just sighed.

She regretted getting on Qin Shengrui's boat countless times. She knew he was useless before, but she didn't expect that not only was he useless, he also thought he was very smart and would not listen to advice. Even if you lift him up to that position, he can fall off on his own.

The road back to the city is smooth. Yan Mu and his party have been traveling day and night for three days and will soon enter Beijing.

It was getting late at night, so Yan Mule stopped his horse and raised his hand to ask the guards behind him to stop and rest.

He dismounted, handed the reins to one of his men, and walked toward the river. I washed my face, lit a fire, sat down against the tree trunk, closed my eyes and rested, and heard slight footsteps approaching.

He didn't open his eyes, just wrapped his cloak tightly around him and slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a soft call. Yan Mu opened his eyes and saw Chang Ning squatting in front of the fire. There was an iron pot on the fire with rice porridge in it. Seeing that he was awake, she smiled at him and filled a bowl of porridge.

"You only ate half a piece of dry food at night. You must be hungry. Let's have a bowl of rice porridge." Chang Ning said and put it in front of him.

Yan Mu raised her eyes and looked at Chang Ning. She followed the procession of mourners along the way, following them to eat and sleep in the open air until they reached the northwest, where there was ice and snow. On the way back, he encountered two more ambushes. She protected him with a long whip, and she helped him solve them without him having to take action.

This feeling is very heavy, but he can't bear it.

"I'm not hungry." He said calmly.

Chang Ning was still holding the porridge bowl, and his tone was still gentle, "It's cold, so let's eat a bowl to warm your stomach."

Yan Mu leaned back and was about to close his eyes when Chang Ning took his hand and asked him to hold the bowl.

"Changning..."

"I've been up for more than an hour. You can eat some."

Yan Mu looked at Chang Ning and saw her looking at him eagerly. His face slowly darkened, but he caught the bowl of porridge.

"I have recovered my memory."

Changning pursed his lips and said, "I know."

"I remember that you brought me up from the back of the cliff. Every step was difficult. The rope strangled your shoulders and bled, and the blood soaked your clothes. During the half year when I was recovering from my injury, you went to the mountains and picked herbs for me on the cliffs. , you took good care of me. When you met the killer, you hid me and led the killer away regardless of the danger. I remember all of this."

"Yan Mu, I don't want you to only remember my kindness, I want you to remember my love!"

"But I also remember that when I asked you if I had any family, you told me no."

Chang Ning shook his head, "I didn't mean to lie to you, I..."

"I showed you the words carved on my arm and asked you who Liu Yunxiang was. You said she was dead. You asked me to go to West Vietnam with you, saying it was to help me treat my illness, but in fact it was to take me with you. Going to a place where no one knows us will completely break away from my identity as Yan Mu."

"Yan Mu, I love you!" Changning said excitedly.

"I do not love you!"

Chang Ning looked at Yan Mu with wide eyes, "I, I don't want your love, but I want your people!"

Yan Mu sneered, "Why bother?"

"I came to Da Rong, and I have given up everything for you, so...so I must get you!"

Yan Mu took a deep look at Chang Ning, then picked up the bowl of porridge in his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is there poison in this porridge?"

"You!" Changning's face panicked and he subconsciously retorted, "No, no!"

Yan Mu sighed, held the bowl of porridge and drank it. He took a few big gulps and drank it all. Then, he threw the bowl to the ground, and it shattered into pieces with a snap.

Chang Ning's heart was broken. She looked at the fragment for a long time, then slowly raised her gaze to look at Yan Mu.

She looked at him, seeing his understanding of everything, and smiled to herself.

"There's no poison in this porridge."

Yan Mu raised his eyebrows, "What's that?"

"Drugs."

"Did you switch to the poison they gave you?"

Chang Ning's eyes trembled, "You actually know this."

Yan Mu leaned back on the tree trunk and returned to his previous lazy look, "You have seen my whereabouts several times and rescued me in time. This is not Beijin, and it is not your territory, so someone must help you monitor me. I am not popular. Why, most of the people who follow me want to kill me."

"I never conspired with them to kill you!"

"But you have also put me in danger many times. For example, on this return trip, I knew someone would take advantage of this opportunity to kill me, so I took a remote road, but the other party still found out about it and set up an ambush in advance. .Did you expose my whereabouts to the other party?"

"I didn't, I..."

"I see the mark you left."

Chang Ning looked at Yan Mu in surprise, "Did you see it?"

Yan Mu lowered his eyes and sneered coldly, "I thought at that time, if you hurt me first, I would not be considered ungrateful if I took advantage of the chaos and killed you."

Chang Ning stared at Yan Mu with wide eyes. It turned out that he had murderous intentions towards her!

"But when there was real danger, you didn't harm me. Instead, you were afraid that I would get hurt and helped me fight off those people." Yan Mu shook his head and laughed, then looked at Chang Ning, "What do you think?"

Chang Ning lowered his head, crying and laughing, "You actually want to kill me... Haha... But I never thought of killing you... I... Although I left them clues... I just wanted to take you away while I could. …”

"So I didn't kill you either."

These words were so heartless that Chang Ning felt as if her heart was being stabbed in and pulled out with a knife. The pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

She raised her head, with tears in her eyes, but a sad smile on her face, "You are Yan Mu, you are cruel and heartless, you only hate that I am not Liu Yunxiang."

She wiped away her tears and only smiled on her face, "I put a sufficient amount of drug into the porridge. This drug will make your hands and feet weak for the next three months, like a cripple. Then. I'll take you away. We leave Da Rong and go west, crossing Xiyue and going further west. If there is an end to this continent, we will stop near the sea in the west. No one will be able to find it then. You can't even think of escaping when we get to you."

After hearing Chang Ning's words, Yan Mu clicked his tongue and shook his head. He pulled out the sword from the side, turned the hilt in a few tricks in his hand, and the next moment, the blade touched Chang Ning's neck.

Under the moonlight, the sharp blade glowed coldly.

Chang Ning's eyes widened in disbelief. The blood vessels in his neck were trembling, and they might be cut off by the blade at any time.

"You... how did you..."

Yan Mu sat up straight at this time and looked at Chang Ning sarcastically, "Since I know what you are thinking, I will naturally be wary. Whether you are drugged or poisoned, I have already changed them."

"When?"

"The last time I was ambushed, you risked your life to protect me."

"Yan Mu!" Changning was shocked and hurt, "You are really so heartless!"

Yan Mu narrowed his eyes, "Don't talk to me about love. You are not worthy of kindness or affection. Tell me, who is the person behind you?"