After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

clap clap clap...

The crisp and loud slaps kept ringing.

Everyone fell silent.

Everyone understands that what Zhao Lingyun is doing now is just to atone for his sins.

No one stopped me, and no one tried to persuade me.

She deserved this.

Shen Ruoyan looked at her coldly and said, "Stop fanning, who are you fanning to show me? Do you think you will feel better inside?"

"Forgive you? In my dreams, if you hadn't been so vicious back then, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Shen Ruoyan's words were like thousands of years of ice, piercing Zhao Lingyun's heart.

But what could she say?

If only she could have been kinder to Chen Zun back then, she would have gotten to where she is today.

Pick one thing at random, even if you die, it won't be enough to relieve your hatred.

Zhao Lingyun slapped her hard every time, and her pretty face was already red and swollen.

The clearly visible five finger prints were shocking.

Blood was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, she was shaking her head crazily and crying bitterly.

"I don't ask for forgiveness from my brother. I just punish myself for my mistakes. I am not a human being and I have wronged my brother."

After that, she slapped her cheeks hard several times.

Han Youjin crawled over and kowtowed to Chen Zun.

His forehead soon turned purple.

"Chen Zun, I was wrong too. I beg you not to die."

Shen Ruoyan still sneered with resentment.

If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?

Live well and repent of your sins for the rest of your life!

Ji Yanwu stepped forward and hugged Han Youjin, saying with tears in her eyes: "Jin'er, don't be like this. We will pay back what we owe him slowly in the future."

The subjects of Da Qi outside the mirror did not want to see their queen being so humble, kneeling down and kowtowing to beg for forgiveness without caring about Da Qi's face.

So they all tried to persuade him: "Your Majesty the Queen, Fairy Ji is right. We owe you the debt we owe God Emperor Tianxu. We will pay it back slowly in the future. You must take care of your dragon body."

Here, they cleverly stopped calling the Demon Lord and evoked Chen Zun's honorable name.

Han Youjin fell to the ground and smiled sadly.

"Just for what we did to him, I could never pay him back."

"I can't pay it back even if I die!"

Han Youjin's desperate screams kept echoing.

Everyone listened, but their hearts trembled.

Those images of torturing Chen Zun came to mind, plunging them into endless fear.

It seems that it really can’t be paid back...

If the next scene shows that Chen Zun has not done those evil things, then how can she live with herself?

Looking at the desperate looks of Zhao Lingyun and her best friend Han Youjin.

Ji Yanwu fell into panic.

Not only her, but also Qingqiu Ya'er and Ye Xiyu became uneasy.

……

The colorful colors in the space inside the mirror were painted again.

A new picture is formed.

This is a room.

Qingsha radish tent, bead curtain roll mat.

The room is equipped with a dressing table and exquisite gadgets.

A woman sat beside the bed.

There was a sewing box beside her, and she was quietly concentrating on sewing a new dress.

There was a man lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and his chest was rising and falling slightly.

His upper body was bare, and his chest was tied with several layers of white gauze. There was a dark red blood stain on the right side of his chest.

This man is Chen Zun, and the gentle woman is Shen Ruoyan.

Shen Ruoyan was sewing clothes.

Sudden.

Chen Zun, who was lying on the bed, frowned and his eyebrows trembled.

His face became very ugly, and sometimes he was frightened. He was muttering something in his mouth, and sweat kept overflowing from his forehead.

"Master...Yun'er..."

Shen Ruoyan was surprised.

He stopped what he was doing, stepped forward and touched Chen Zun's forehead with a towel, gently wiping away the sweat.

She took Chen Zun's hand, held it tightly, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Under Shen Ruoyan's comfort, Chen Zun's mood stabilized and his breathing became easier.

Shen Ruoyan looked at Chen Zun's face, her brows filled with worry.

She was quite happy when she happened to meet her husband, but as a result, her husband was seriously injured and fell from the sky.

Fortunately, she was not far away and was saved.

It’s been a month since I rescued myself and returned here.

My husband's injury has improved a lot, but he has always been in a coma.

While in coma, I kept having nightmares.

I don’t know how many times my husband has had nightmares.

What she was worried about in her heart was that it was actually time for her husband to wake up.

But the strange thing is that the husband seems unwilling to face reality, and has been addicted to the illusory dream world, unwilling to wake up.

In this regard, Shen Ruoyan could not share much for him except worry.

So, during this month, when she was bored, she suddenly had a whim, and for the first time, she went to learn the beauty of mortal women, and wanted to make a new dress for her husband.

If you think of it, do it.

Shen Ruoyan, a witch who had never touched needles and threads, actually bought needles and threads, asked some women for tips, and began the process of sewing clothes with her own hands.

So, while taking care of Chen Zun, Shen Ruoyan stayed by the bed day and night, working as a female celebrity.

However, Shen Ruoyan, who had never done needlework before, suffered a lot at first, with many of his ten fingers pricked by needles.

Now that I have been doing it for a long time, I have become more proficient and not unfamiliar at all.

Shen Ruoyan picked up the new clothes and made gestures at Chen Zun's body. Although the needlework was not very good, it fit according to his size.

She suddenly remembered the news she had heard over the past month.

She finally understood why her husband was so seriously injured and why he didn't want to wake up.

If it were her, it wouldn't be much better.

Shen Ruoyan sighed, lying on the bed, holding his chin in his hands, looking at Chen Zun's face, lost in thought.

With his handsome facial features and a slightly cold temperament, he is a rare handsome man in the world.

Now, his long black hair has turned into a head full of white hair.

Husband, when will you wake up?

This idea just appeared in her mind, and her face darkened again.

Just based on the fact that her father injured her husband's master, I am afraid that her husband will not treat her well.

Not to mention what happened between the Daqi Dynasty and the wild border.

If she wakes up, her husband will definitely not look good on her.

Maybe not being able to wake up isn't such a bad thing.

In this way, I can guard my husband for the rest of my life...

A faint smile appeared on Shen Ruoyan's face.

However, she would feel distressed if her husband could not wake up.

Shen Ruoyan felt a little distressed.

The woman was struggling with this issue in her heart, and she became secretly sad for a long time.

Looking at Chen Zun's face, Shen Ruoyan suddenly had an idea.

"Wouldn't it be bad to do something you want to do while your husband is awake?"

This idea just dropped a seed in my heart, and soon it became unstoppable and began to take root and sprout.

The impulse in her heart forced her to take action.

a long time.

Shen Ruoyan bit her teeth lightly, her face turned red, and she made a decision.