Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

Mu Zhi couldn't help being slightly startled.

Is he explaining to himself?

Was his last sentence even an apology to her?

No matter how you look at it, explanations and apologies will not be linked to the person in front of you.

After all, as the leader of the Xuan Cang Dynasty, who does he need to explain to?

Who can afford his apology?

But this scene really happened before my eyes.

He was just explaining to her and apologizing to her.

At this moment, the sorrow and pain that had been lingering in my heart disappeared instantly, replaced by a mixture of confusion and joy.

Mu Zhi's mind was racing, this kind of scene was extremely rare.

Even her father probably rarely sees Xuan Ming in such a posture.

"I don't blame you. I have never blamed you." Mu Zhi responded hurriedly.

In fact, she was just complaining about her own wishful thinking for a long time.

Xuan Ming sighed softly after hearing this.

He reached out and felt the handkerchief covering Mu Zhi's eyes. It felt cold, so he took off the handkerchief.

He turned his body slightly and looked carefully into Mu Zhi's eyes.

Still very red and slightly swollen.

"Does it hurt?" Xuan Ming asked softly.

Mu Zhi wanted to open her eyes when Xuan Ming took the handkerchief away, but she felt that the sight was too strong and resisted the urge to open her eyes.

When she heard Xuan Ming's question, her heart trembled slightly and she shook her head.

Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows and put the veil back.

Mu Zhi had opened her eyes and sat up.

When Xuan Ming turned around and came back, he saw her getting up, with a look of disapproval in his eyes.

"Since you don't feel well, just lie down." Xuan Ming's voice returned to its usual gentleness.

Mu Zhi was shocked, "Are you leaving?"

As soon as I said the words, I felt a little regretful.

It made her feel very reluctant to give up.

Mu Zhi lowered her head, a trace of annoyance flashing in her lowered eyes.

Xuan Ming did not respond to Mu Zhi, but silently walked to the bed and sat down gently.

"Close your eyes." His voice was low and firm.

Mu Zhi had already been lying on the bed, and when she saw Xuan Ming sitting by the bed again, she couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise and joy in her heart.

Immediately, she thought: Doesn't he think that such a move is inappropriate?

Her thoughts suddenly became entangled like a mess, making Mu Zhi upset.

Finally, she decided to follow Xuan Ming's instructions and close her eyes.

After all, she believed that Xuan Ming would not hurt herself.

While Mu Zhi was thinking wildly, Xuan Ming raised his inner strength slightly and gently covered his eyes with his palm.

Suddenly, a warm current flowed into Mu Zhi's eyes like a clear spring.

This feeling is more comfortable and pleasant than applying a handkerchief to your eyes just now.

Mu Zhi concentrated on feeling it, as if she could sense that the warmth came from Xuan Ming's palm.

Could it be that he was applying hot compress to himself with his own hands?

So...where does this enthusiasm come from?

She has never learned martial arts, has no brothers at home, and has been sick since she was a child, so she doesn't go out much.

As for internal strength, we are still stuck in the script.

Mu Zhi was puzzled and subconsciously wanted to blink her eyes, but found that there seemed to be an invisible force stopping her movement.

Xuan Ming's body stiffened slightly.

At this moment, Mu Zhi's eyelashes, like small brushes, lightly brushed against his palm, causing an indescribable itching sensation.

There was something strange in my heart.

"Do your eyes feel better now?"

Mu Zhi hummed softly.

The moment the words fell, Xuan Ming withdrew his hand.

The heat in her eyes dissipated, and Mu Zhi's heart felt slightly cold.

"Your Highness, I cannot understand this behavior." Mu Zhi opened her eyes and looked sideways at Xuan Ming, who was standing up with his hands behind his back.

Xuan Ming loosened his clenched fist, and his hand naturally slid down to the side of his thigh.

He turned around without looking at Mu Zhi, and his voice was filled with the warmth of the night, "Mu Zhi, do you know my body?"

Mu Zhi said without even thinking, "I know."

When Xuan Ming heard this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at her, took a breath, and asked, "Do you really know or pretend to know? I won't live long."

Mu Zhi nodded again and replied seriously, "I know."

"So, you shouldn't waste your time on me, do you understand?"

Mu Zhi did not answer Xuan Ming's words.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Xuan Ming.

His eyes were firm and sharp, as if to penetrate his heart and he asked: "So, His Highness wants to cancel the engagement because he is worried that after your death, I will be left to suffer the pain and sorrow alone?"

Xuan Ming didn't expect Mu Zhi to be so direct and frank, and was stunned for a moment at a loss.

His body seemed to be pinned and unable to move, and his throat was dry and tight, making it difficult for him to speak.

Facing Mu Zhi's sudden questioning, Xuan Ming felt unprecedented embarrassment and embarrassment.

But at the same time, there was also a feeling of admiration for her courage.

This time, Mu Zhi met Xuan Ming's eyes without fear, staring into his eyes tightly, as if waiting for an answer, an answer that could completely solve the mystery between them.

Finally, she took a deep breath and said in a calm but powerful tone: "Since His Highness intends to make things clear, tonight he will put everything on the table and make it clear at once."

After saying these words, Mu Zhi leaned forward slightly, holding her hands on the bedside with fists, showing a decisive posture.

She continued to ask in a firm and unquestionable tone: "So, please tell me honestly, Your Highness, yes or no?"

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the only sound left in the room was the nervous breathing of the two people.

Xuan Ming looked at Mu Zhi silently, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and replied softly: "Yes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Zhi's heart jolted, and her clenched fists tightened involuntarily.

She stared at Xuan Ming with wide eyes, trying hard not to let the tears in her eyes roll down.

"Did His Highness cancel the engagement because he doesn't like me, or because he was worried that my life alone would be difficult and miserable in the future?"

Mu Zhi's eyes were firm, without flinching, and she asked directly again.

Faced with such a sharp questioning, Xuan Ming showed no reaction except that his body stiffened, and he did not even move.

However, Mu Zhi did not give up easily.

She gritted her teeth and insisted on getting a clear answer: "Your Highness, please tell me whether it is the former or the latter?"

Finally, Xuan Ming's eyes slowly turned to Mu Zhi, and he sighed softly, showing a bit of helplessness.

He asked softly: "Why do you have to press hard? Are these questions really that important?"

Before she finished speaking, Mu Zhi sat up suddenly, stared at Xuan Ming with an extremely focused expression, and responded firmly: "For me, this answer is very important."