Some of the pain you think is over, but in fact, it has always been buried in the bottom of your heart, and you can remember it all with just a small fragment.

The same is true of the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and the pain of losing one's father.

It was noon three days after Mu Xiaoxiao woke up again, and her bright big eyes and pale face looked more and more weak.

"You're awake."

A familiar male voice came from inside the room.

Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly got up from the bed as if he had seen a ghost, and saw him sitting on his bed, holding his sword and looking at him coldly.

Looking at each other, she seemed to hear the sound of a corner of her mind collapsing.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Time stopped, and everything turned to nothing, except for his bottomless amber eyes.

Suddenly, many images cut into her mind.

A lime box standing on a sedan chair has a plaque on the side, on which are written three big characters - Mu Tianen.

Uncle Fu was indignant and unfolded the imperial list in front of her.

Jiangnan Xianghu Mu Tianen conspired to rebel, and everyone was punished and occupied.

During the interrogation, the prince personally ended the matter and eliminated harm to the people.

This is an example to set an example.

The sporadic in his eyes was replaced by a sea of hatred, and his eyes unconsciously turned red.

You are my enemy, and you have ruined my trouble.

"You hate me?"

Bo Zeyu raised his eyebrows and asked, his attitude was still cold.

A few days ago, it was dark, and he didn't see the hatred in her eyes clearly, but today is bright, and he didn't miss the slightest change in her eyes.

"I was injured to save you, and you didn't even thank you for it."

Mu Xiaoxiao understood that now was not the time to expose herself, Bo Zeyu was too powerful, and she had to learn to be patient if she wanted to kill him.

Mu Xiaoxiao said a reason that was convincing enough for him.

Bo Zeyu glanced at her arm coldly, and he hurt people by nature.

"You are the one who wants to save me, I have not begged you to do so."

On the tongue, Bo Zeyu is the type that refuses to give in, and it is not at all different from his indisputable face.

He tilted his head sideways and held his chin high: "Besides, I have already bandaged you." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao raised his head to look at his calm eyes, and turned his head to see his firmly wrapped arm, only a little numbness and no pain.

"Thank you."

Not wanting to entangle with him, Mu Xiaoxiao got up and prepared to leave.

The scabbard lay across her face.

Mu Xiaoxiao glared at the initiator with some annoyance.

She suddenly noticed that Bo Zeyu was not wearing the simple clothes of the past, but was wearing an extremely ill-fitting forbidden military official mansion.

Mu Xiaoxiao was puzzled, why did he hide his identity suspiciously.

Before he could figure it out, a pair of white hands handed over a piece of gauze.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked down and recognized it as the gauze she used to hide her face.

She touched her face nervously, and it was really empty, her face was flat, and she looked at Bo Zeyu angrily: "Why did you take it down?" ”

"Fall off on your own."

He snorted disdainfully, "I've never been interested in trivial matters. ”

Putting down the gauze, he stood up from the end of the bed and looked at her condescendingly, "There is pen and ink on the table, you can naturally leave if you draw the prisoner's face." ”

After saying that, he circled and walked out.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had just recovered, sat on the bed and picked up the gauze he threw down.

The black eyes were unfazed.

Oh, yes!

He was already a stranger to him.

There was just a moment when he mistakenly thought he would recognize himself.

I'm so stupid.

Bo Zeyu was originally an extremely indifferent person, heartless and heartless.

Gently put the veil back on.

The movement is extremely slow, and I am faintly looking forward to it.

In places that cannot be reached, so many times it is not timely...... A pair of feet on the ground.

Yes, I don't want you to forget who I am.