【Murong】

Human blood may not be much, but it is enough to hang one's life. Gradually, the girl's breathing gradually stabilized, and her pale face seemed to have a hint of a smile.

I don't know who she thinks of the prince as the reason for such an unrestrained and relaxed smile, the only thing I know now is that she has the same face as Fleur. Maybe it's because of this face that the person will stay by her side all night to take care of her, but I know that she will definitely not be Fleur, because Fleur's secret is only known to me and her.

Zhu Xuan hugged her and sat like this for a whole day.

Who is she? I'm not as curious as I was when I first came in. It's just that looking at Zhu Xuan's appearance, she shouldn't be hurt anymore.

At that time, I did not even realize that there was only her blood in the huge tent.

It's just that, seeing his gaze fall on her face with such a focused expression, I suddenly felt an astringent feeling in my heart.

I don't know if he was just for the same face, but I could feel that the woman in his arms was much heavier than Ferwan in his heart.

But what made me even sadder was that when I asked her about her as if inadvertently, he was silent for a long time, and just said something sullenly: "I already owe one person a promise to be by her side to protect her, and now, I don't want to owe another." ”

But I could see the warmth in his eyes, the ecstasy that seemed to have found his beloved, and how fiercely swelled under the face he was trying to hide. Just as he lied to me every night at that time, he still lied to me.

If I told him one day that Flam and Fleur were the same person, would he believe it?

Maybe at that time, whether he believed it or not, it didn't have anything to do with the current 'me'.

To him, I may have always been just a 'vessel' for Fleur.

I silently packed up my medical box and opened the tent.

In this empty tent, I am the only superfluous being.

No one had ever taken a man away from death, but he did. As he said, he will always be by her side to protect her, so that the next 'container' will be fine, she thought lightly, but, why hasn't the person who has always sensed it appear ・・・・・・ goddess, where are you?

Even though I always knew that the arrival of the goddess would be the time of the destruction of these 'containers', but even so, I had hoped that the goddess would appear sooner.

Because she wanted to see Zhu Xuan's smile at the last moment, even if it was no longer her who was standing in front of him at that time, would he still recognize himself at that time? The hand that touched the curtain slowly slid down as if it had lost its strength for a moment. At that time, he probably would never think of the person who had always been by his side.

But even so, what I hoped for has not changed.

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The girl finally woke up, not because of the person in her memory, but because of the young and strange general of the Great Zhou Empire, the military god of the Great Zhou who had the same reputation even in any country bordering the Great Zhou.

The big empty tent, just her and him. He hugged her so tightly that he was afraid that he would become a bird, and if he let go of his hand, he would fly and never be seen again.

What about my brother? She struggled to leave, but she collapsed into the arms of the man she was supposed to kill.

At that moment, the girl seemed to see that familiar face.

No way! The girl shook her head in panic, the person in front of her was not her brother, but why, why did she think that the two of them would be so similar?

Is it the face carved like a knife in stone, or is it because of the tense arm that refuses to let go even when it is asleep?

She still remembers that every time she had a high fever, her brother always hugged her inch by inch, always had a towel soaked in cold water in his hand, and coaxed herself who had been crying with children's rhymes that were not good at all, and at the same time made herself laugh with various clumsy faces. In his eyes, he is like a magician who can conjure anything, and can fulfill any of his casual and even extravagant desires.

"You're awake," he said with a faint expression as if he were asking something inconsequential, but she could see that his gaze was always on his wound, intentionally or unintentionally.

Sure enough, he still cares about himself.

But she didn't know if she should be happy.

But she didn't know if she could choose another way of life.

"Hmm," the girl didn't know what she was doing.

Stumbling to her feet, stumbling into his arms, the girl trying to look stronger, only to realize how impossible it was for herself.

He wouldn't laugh at me, would he? The girl stole a glimpse of the prince who was still sitting there beating his legs with trepidation, and looked at his troubled appearance, the girl couldn't help but laugh softly. As if he had only just discovered the uninvited guest next to him, when the prince's slightly raised gaze touched the girl's face, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if so many years had passed in this smile. The girl's heart suddenly shook for some reason, as if she wanted to forget something, and as if she wanted to remember something.

The feet of the Seven Princes suddenly tripped over something and fell forward, and the girl also let out an exclamation in an instant. There was nowhere to escape, and the two bumped into each other.

The face that was so close at hand was so clear, as if it had been seen somewhere. The girl's panic calmed down in an instant, and it turned out that what she saw was really this person.

For some reason, although she didn't know each other, in his arms, there was always a faint warmth guarding her, and she never separated for a moment, and then she found that her hand, as it turned out, had always been tightly held with him.

He smiled suddenly, as if he had encountered something to be happy about, like a child who had not laughed in a long time. At that moment, she also smiled, but the bitterness hidden behind the smile was so deep that even the person who held her tightly in her arms didn't notice it.

She was only the daughter of a prince of Gaul, a daughter who had never been looked upon by her father even in her own home, and she was just an unknown woman in the royal capital of Gaul. If it weren't for her brother, she wouldn't have come to the battlefield with her own surname.

But he is the prince of the grandson, the most beloved and most relied on son of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who is still wise, and now he is the most relied on, with so many halos in one, will he care about a small country and a small state that can't hold up for three days in front of his army, and a woman who is always hiding in the shadows on the other blood of the Gallic royal family?

Will he be in his own status as a royal daughter? Probably in his eyes, the princess's sign couldn't even compare to the little assassin who could at least arouse his interest, right?

What's more, she was still his enemy, an assassin who could still pose a threat to him.

Thinking like this, her smile disappeared.

He must just want to see how grateful he looks, and then lose no time in forming an alliance with Gaul.

The girl's expression was like the ice of spring, which was shattered little by little.

She said to him lightly, "Let go of me." ”

He was stunned, and without saying a word, he added a little more strength in his hand.

"I'm going back,"

She didn't know why she said that, she didn't know why she had become so vitriol, she just knew that she would be sad if she continued to stay here.

"You can't go!" The gloom on his face swept away, as if he were a child who had lost his beloved toy, and the strength in his hand increased suddenly. From the pitch-black pupils that were close at hand, she could clearly see her lifeless face, without a trace of pleasure, and she even had a strange feeling about that face, was that really her? Why don't you remember this face at all?

"Did the General see an old man in me? That's why you keep it in such a hurry? The hand moved as if it were out of her control, and with a cold taunt on the girl's face, she waved the hand that held her tightly down. The Great General has recognized the wrong person, I am just a small assassin, not the person the Great General is looking for. ”

When she met the blank eyes, her expression was still so cold: "If you want to kill me, please feel free, but I will definitely not stay with someone who treats me as a stand-in for another woman." As soon as she had finished speaking, she turned sharply and let the tears fall on his invisible side.

Perhaps, if he had called out his own name, if he hadn't seen her as that person, even if he would only think of himself as a 'she' of unknown origin, she would have been ecstatic to stay.

She could hear footsteps rushing behind her in a few steps, and she could even hear the irritation and justification in his heavy breathing, but he, the hand that had given her irreplaceable warmth, stopped behind her only a minute away, and refused to advance half a minute.

"I'm not Fleur, and even then, would you want me to stay?" With her back to him, she softly spat out a word.

The hand, so stiffly stopped behind her, as if it would hold her hand tightly in the next moment. And she, as if she had already guessed the answer, lifted the curtain.

Sure enough, he still regarded himself as that person, and what he pretended in his heart was not her at all.

She suddenly hated God, why, why did she give herself the same face? The story of the prince and her is well known even to the most distant frontiers, and those Hu merchants who traveled between the interior of the Great Zhou and the Western Regions also cast surprised and inexplicable glances at her when her father was a guest at the banquet, and then he knew that in another place in this world, there was another person with a face exactly like himself. At that time, he may still be complacent about his appearance, believing that there will be a prince who will not hesitate to give up the throne to be with him, believing that one day he will find someone who will also love him, but now, he is only sad for himself.

But why, when the person who would hurt her heart stood in front of her again, there was a faint longing in the girl's heart? If it was this time, if it was this time, would he still be so anxious to chase after her, wanting to hold her hand?

Under the royal capital, the northwest camp. A strange figure sneaked into the camp of the Gallic commander.

The night is deeper.