Ling Suzhi swallowed the bloody breath tumbling in his chest, and said softly: "Hanhan, it's good that you're back, I've been looking for you for a long time......"

Mo Qinghan didn't answer, he quietly closed his eyes, his fair and beautiful face was like the finest porcelain, but that kind of cold was enough to extinguish all the heat in the world.

The smile on Su Zhi's face became thicker, and his tone was as kind as before, but every word that came out of his mouth was cutting his throat, and his viscera was like a sharp knife.

"Why don't you speak?"

Mo Qinghan still didn't speak, and the breath that lingered around her separated him from her in two worlds.

"Is it because it took so long for Brother Ling to find you? It's my brother, next time, I will definitely protect you......"

It was obviously a ridiculous and despicable word, but Mo Qinghan couldn't laugh, and he didn't even want to listen to it for a moment.

So that's not what I don't care about?

didn't hear Mo Qinghan's answer, Ling Su stepped forward to help her up from the couch, gently combed her long hair, and asked softly, "Are you tired?" Rest well, and when the war is over, I'll take you home, okay? ”

The word "home" touched the pain in Mo Qinghan's heart.

She slowly opened her eyes, and her clear eyes were hollow, so lonely that Ling Suzhi even laughed.

He almost avoided her eyes in embarrassment, and said: "You are my wife, this is an unchanging fact, when I return to the capital, I will ask the emperor to give us a marriage, and now I will wronged you for the time being." ”

Marriage?

Can he still marry her now?

As if sensing her sarcasm, Ling Suyi pulled her shirt and said like a child: "I asked people to prepare a meal, there is your favorite dim sum, I will let it in?" ”

He asked with a smile, his words flattering with caution.

But after a while, she was speechless.

Ling Suzhi smiled helplessly and dotingly, and gently pecked a kiss on her cheek.

"I'd better go, you wait for me."

Ling Su ran out of the room, leaning against the wall and panting heavily, like a dehydrated fish, his internal organs torn apart by suffocation.

It's okay, Ling Suzhi......

There is still a long, long time in her life, and one day, she will forgive him.

There will be such a day, after all, she is not cold...... Mo Qinghan, who was reluctant to let him suffer a little grievance......

Ling Suzhi prepared a meal and returned to the battlefield, Mo Qinghan didn't say a word, didn't look at him, should eat, drink, sleep, normal can no longer be normal.

But the more normal she became, the more uneasy, panicked, and apprehensive he became......

These emotions turned into silk threads, entwined his heart, and after struggling hard, it became more and more chaotic, cutting his heart full of scars.

This wound is not fatal, but it never ends......

Inch by inch, inch by inch, deeper and deeper, as if to merge into his bone marrow and blood.

He told himself over and over again, don't panic, don't mess up, be delicate, gentle, and patient...... It's his treasure......

……

When Ling Suzhi tried his best to deal with Mo Qinghan, Feng Qingge, who was far away in the palace, was not good, her child had fallen, even if there was no other woman by the side of the new emperor Chu Zhi now, she still couldn't keep her child.

Although Chu Zhi didn't say anything, and comforted her a lot, she still saw the disappointment in his eyes.

This wisp of disappointment made Feng Tingge's heart alarmed.

Men are really like this, even if they are the lords of the world, they are just as narrow-minded.

She had to give Chu Zhi some nervousness!!