Regardless of whether you can go or not, just relying on Pu Xun's words is enough to make people's hearts move.

Can......

Chu Xinyue suddenly smiled, that smile was obviously faint, but it made Pu Xun's heart hurt terribly.

She first handed over the ninth day of the first month to Xiang'er, and asked Xiang'er to take him back to the room, and then looked at Pu Xun coldly and said, "I am pregnant for ten months, and I will give birth once." You won't understand how much hardship there is.

On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the snow was covered, and I was alone in Ernan Village, and no one could help me ask for a midwife, so I could only earn the lives of our mother and son alone outside the Ghost Gate Pass and the King of Hades.

My eyes were bloody, I was exhausted, and I was dying, but I didn't dare to close my eyes, because if I slept, I would freeze to death and starve to death on the ninth day of the first month.

When a woman gives birth, the bone seams of the whole body must be stretched open and reorganized.

Do you know how I crawled to the table in excruciating pain to get scissors and cut the umbilical cord myself?

Do you know how I felt when I fainted in a pool of blood while holding the ninth day of the first month?

Do you know that if it weren't for Chu Jiu's desperate crying to wake me up, we would have been a pair of nameless ice cube mother and son in a mass grave at this moment?

Do you know how I knelt at the doctor's door and hugged the doctor's trouser leg and begged him to come to see a doctor when I was not yet full-term, and I couldn't get the money to see a doctor?

Do you know that when we were nine and a half years old, there was a famine, and there were many pairs of eyes that were less terrifying than evil spirits staring at our mother and son?

You don't know anything, you're never there when I need a husband and I need a father on the ninth day.

Now, you're here to tell me who you are?

How? Think it's great to put down the military affairs and accompany me on a caravan?

Pu Xun, have you thought about it?

I'm not uncommon for you to be so great.

Pu Xun, the god of war.

Not everything in this world is the same as marching and fighting, and you can wait for another time to win back a city.

Some things, missed are missed.

Don't try to make up for it with your self-motivated sacrifice.

You can't make up for anything. ”

"And what do you want me to do?"

Pu Xun thought that after last night's lingering, the relationship between the two of them had broken the ice.

As long as he is thick-skinned, there is always room for change.

But he never knew that what she hated was not only the coercion three years ago, but also the hardships she had endured in the past three years where he could not see.

Every word she said was like a poisoned needle, the needle pierced his heart, pierced the skin, and slowly invaded the most tender flesh on the heart, and the pain of the heart was accompanied by the poison that ate the bones, making him hurt everywhere in his body, but he couldn't tell where it hurt.

He grabbed her hand, the strength of his palm a little uncontrollably.

He had a thousand ways to bring his enemies to their knees, but none of them could make her change her mind.

In the face of her, he always had a sense of helplessness that he couldn't do it, and he didn't know what to do.

"I don't want you to do anything." Chu Xinyue wanted to push Pu Xun's hand away, but she couldn't push it, so she had to let him go.

She was always calm and light, and there was no hysteria, as if all the misery was just someone else's story.

"I'm not telling you this to make you blame yourself, because giving birth to the ninth year of junior high school is my own decision, and it has nothing to do with you. Therefore, all the suffering and grievances should have been borne by me. I don't hate you because of this, after all, although the ninth year of the first month is your species, it is also my son in the end. ”