Meng Haowu, a heroic general, sat quietly in the corner of the study like a statue that had been removed from his soul at the moment.

His eyes were blank, and the muscles on his face were tense, as if he was carrying too much pain and confusion.

He clutched a steaming cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't know it.

That cup of tea was like his life, and although it was steaming, it lacked the enthusiasm and vitality it once had.

His fingers caressed the walls of the cup, and a deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

There was an atmosphere of silence and sadness in the study.

It was a deep silence, like the silence of the seabed, only the sound of the waves echoing in the distance.

The sound of Meng Haowu's breathing was particularly clear in this quiet space, just like the footsteps of camels in the empty desert.

His eyes were lost in the endless void, his heart aching, a deep pain tormenting him.

He tries to find a way out, to find a reason for him to regain his zest for life.

His body trembled slightly, and every subtle movement revealed his struggle and pain.

His back seemed so lonely, so helpless, it was a deep helplessness about life, and it was also an irresistible frustration with fate.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Meng Haowu's world became silent.

His mind wandered, and he sat quietly, facing his heart alone.

He knew that he needed to find a way out, that he needed to find a strength that would allow him to get back on his feet and face everything again.

Meng Haowu sat in the corner of the study, deeply absorbed in his own thoughts. His brow furrowed, as if he was trying to solve a difficult problem.

His hands tapped lightly on the table, the rhythm corresponding to his heartbeat, and his mind was filled with thoughts, like a huge whirlpool, swallowing all his attention.

Time slipped away in his musings, and the night began to creep through the windows.

However, Meng Haowu seemed to be completely unaware.

His gaze was fixed on the front, as if trying to cut through the darkness to find an answer.

Suddenly, the door closed softly.

Meng Haowu found that there was no longer Luo Jinyu in the room.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked around, and the silence of the room confirmed the fact that Luo Jinyu had left.

Meng Haowu felt a trace of loss in his heart, but his thoughts were quickly pulled back to those unresolved issues.

Luo Jinyu quickly left the study and couldn't wait to find Shu Zhihan.

He walked through the corridor with brisk steps, and when he came to Shu Zhihan's room, he knocked softly on the door, his heart full of anticipation and excitement.

There was a sound of light footsteps in the room, and the door opened.

Shu Zhihan appeared at the door, with a smile on her face, her eyes revealed a warm light, she was slightly surprised when she saw Luo Jinyu, and then smiled happily.

"Husband, why are you here?" She asked softly, a joy in her tone.

"I just left the study and can't wait to see you." Luo Jinyu replied, his voice full of emotion and enthusiasm.

Shu Zhihan looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness and love.

She knew that Luo Jinyu's feelings for her were sincere, and she also loved him deeply, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if time had stood still for a moment, and the emotional exchange between them did not need words.

Luo Jinyu took a step forward and approached Shu Zhihan.

He gently took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Shu Zhihan also responded to his hug, her hand on his shoulder, her eyes shining with happiness.

They hugged for a moment at the door, and then Luo Jinyu took Shu Zhihan's hand and walked into the room, they sat on the edge of the bed, Luo Jinyu held her hand tightly, and looked at her affectionately.

"Madame, I love you." He said affectionately, "I want to be with you forever

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Shu Zhihan's tears fell after hearing this, she knew that Luo Jinyu really loved herself, and she also loved him deeply and was willing to spend every beautiful moment with him.

Their hands clasped tightly and their eyes met.

Their heartbeats and breathing seemed to be integrated, but Shu Zhihan couldn't help the doubts in her heart, staring at Luo Jinyu's expression, and there was a faint worry in her clear eyes.

She lightly pursed her red lips and asked in a soft voice, "Husband, have you encountered something?" Can you tell me?"

Luo Jinyu's eyes moved slightly, he turned his head to look at Shu Zhihan, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

He stopped talking, biting his lower lip as if hesitating about something.

Shu Zhihan looked at him quietly, waiting for his response.

After a while, Luo Jinyu took a deep breath and said, "Actually, it's nothing." His voice was a little low, but he tried to make his tone lighter.

When Shu Zhihan heard this answer, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She didn't ask any further, just gently shook Luo Jinyu's hand and comforted him with a smile: "No matter what the pressure is, I believe you can handle it. If there's anything you need my help with, don't hesitate to let me know."

Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan's gentle eyes, and a warm current surged in her heart. He gently squeezed her hand and whispered, "Thank you, with you by my side, I feel that no matter how much pressure I have, I can handle it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.

Their hands clasped tightly together, as if to convey warmth and support to each other.

At this moment, their hearts became closer to each other, and their trust and understanding became the driving force for them to move forward together.

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Although Shu Zhihan didn't ask anymore, looking at his expression, she knew very well that there must be something wrong with him.

In the end, Luo Jinyu took a deep breath, and then began to talk slowly, as if he was reopening a memory hidden deep in his heart.

"Actually, this matter is about Meng Haowu," Luo Jinyu said, "He is an upright and determined person, and he never hides his thoughts. But just now, he expressed to me his strong opposition to the marriage contract between Meng Haowen and Green Lotus."

Luo Jinyu frowned, as if recalling the conversation at that time.

"He said, 'I can't accept this engagement. I asked him why, and he said he felt that there was no love between Meng Haowen and Green Lotus.

Luo Jinyu paused, then continued, "Meng Haowu is a kind person, he always puts the happiness of others first. He was worried that Green Lotus would not be good for Meng Haowen, which was the main reason why he opposed this marriage contract."

Luo Jinyu's voice was full of understanding and support for Meng Haowu.

He clearly values this friend and respects his feelings very much.

Luo Jinyu took a deep breath, then raised his head, obviously thinking about what to do next.

When she heard the name "Green Lotus", Shu Zhihan's heart chuckled, as if she was struck by an electric current, this name is not unfamiliar to her.

Her heart raced, and blood instantly rushed to her cheeks, making her feel an inexplicable excitement.

The name, like a dusty memory, was suddenly revealed, and she felt a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness, as if in the depths of her memory, a sealed memory was slowly awakening.

Her mood became mixed, with joy, surprise, and a hint of deep fear.

This name brought her a deep feeling.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her lips were closed, as if to restrain her emotions.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind, but the fluctuations in her heart prevented her from calming down.

She knew that the name had turned on a switch deep inside her, forcing her to confront a memory of her past.

In Shu Zhihan's grip

In his hands, Luo Jinyu felt the power of comfort.

Her fingers, like a soft melody, play softly in the palm of his hand, conveying a message of serenity and firmness.

"Don't worry too much, husband," Shu Zhihan said softly, her voice warm and serene like an early morning breeze. "The two brothers will fix the matter, trust me."

Her voice was full of confidence, and that firm belief was like a bright light, illuminating the haze in Luo Jinyu's heart.

He looked at Shu Zhihan, the one who was always so calm and could always lead them with reason and love.

He felt the anxiety in his heart slowly dissipate, replaced by a light of trust and hope.

Shu Zhihan's eyes flashed with wisdom and determination, and her eyes told him that no matter how tortuous the road ahead was, she had the courage and wisdom to face it.

Luo Jinyu nodded, and the worries in her heart slowly subsided under Shu Zhihan's comfort.

He knew that as long as she was there, everything would be fine.

Luo Jinyu slowly stretched out her hand and hugged Shu Zhihan tightly.

His hands, as if carved by the cold wind, were cold and powerful, exuding a distinctively masculine atmosphere.

Shu Zhihan was taken aback by his movements, and the originally calm heart lake instantly set off ripples.

Luo Jinyu's arms were as hard as steel, and the strength of hugging Shu Zhihan was just right, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body.

His fingers, although a little cold, were trembling slightly, and Shu Zhihan could feel the tension and anticipation in his heart.

At this moment, their heartbeats seemed to be synchronized, thumping and thumping echoing in each other's ears.

Shu Zhihan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Luo Jinyu's deep eyes.

But Luo Jinyu stared at her closely, with a warm light in his eyes, as if he was about to devour her completely.

At this moment, their breathing became soft and disordered.

Shu Zhihan could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Luo Jinyu's body, which was a smell she had never noticed, strange and tempting.

Her heart was beating wildly, but her body involuntarily approached Luo Jinyu, as if she wanted to know more about him.

Luo Jinyu's chest rose and fell slightly, and his gaze was deep and hot.

He hugged Shu Zhihan tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

At this moment, he is no longer a cold stranger, but a man who longs for love.

Shu Zhihan was infected by his enthusiasm, and the defense line in her heart collapsed little by little, and she finally raised her head and met Luo Jinyu's gaze.