"When will you go back to the imperial city after the conference?" Ye Shura asked after a long time.

Chu Jiangnan was already leaning on the head of the bed and took a military book to read.

He looked at him in black clothes and said, "Take Qiqi to the ends of the world to see where the master lived, take her to worship his master, and then explain the matter of the villa, and then return to the imperial city."

"Who is going to take over the villa for?" This time, a large part of the reason for coming back is to arrange the world's number one villa. Even if he doesn't say it, how could Ye Shura not know?

Although the world's No. 1 village is just a mountain villa, it is as mentioned above. It is the largest village in Zichuan. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the village, and there are more than 100,000 disciples distributed in Zichuan outside the village. He cannot throw them away just by wanting to.

If the explanation is not good, the people in the villa will be bullied by outsiders in the future, and he will not be able to return to the imperial city with peace of mind.

"It has not been decided yet." He didn't say anything, but Chu Jiangnan thought he would be like before, and he would take more than an hour to stop at the same time. He also planned to flip through the book and read it himself.

If he wanted to compete with Ye Shura's concentration, he asked himself that he could not compare with him, so he could only use other things.

However, Ye Shura seems to have begun to have the urge to speak again.

I have known each other for so many years, but I still don’t understand his temperament.

"Did the assassin of that year disappear?" Ye Shura suddenly asked again.

This jumping thinking almost made people unable to keep up.

Chu Jiangnan said: "No, the hidden weapon has never appeared again since then, and there is no news about them."

However, the hidden weapon is so powerful that the people behind it will not be able to stop using them from now on. If they were them, if such a powerful weapon was in hand, they should have used it well over the years.

"Sorry." Ye Shura's voice was faint, but it was very clear every word.

Chu Jiangnan's face darkened, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes: "Because of this, you have to force her to persuade me to receive treatment?"

What a pity or not? When has he said half of this over the years? He himself can't let it go.

Ye Shura did not answer his question, perhaps saying that such questions do not need to be answered at all.

The evening breeze still seeped in little by little, not only lifting his hair, but also brushing his clothes. Even if it was just a back, it was so handsome that it was so handsome that it couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

No wonder that girl always misses him. If she can, Chu Jiangnan would rather the girl forget him and be with Mu Chu.

However, Mu Chu couldn't help himself...

None of these people can ever give her a simple life.

"She is in the guest room next door. You go and accompany her. I'm going to rest." Although he didn't drink tonight under the supervision of Qiqi, he was going to set off again tomorrow morning, and he didn't want to be too tired.

Ye Shura had nothing to do, he just made excuses to stay in his place.

This place is very close to Qiqi's bedroom, but this guy seems to dare not go there.

I dare not... Just thinking of these two words makes people uneasy.

The dignified Yehuang Dynasty leader would have something he dare not do.

Ye Shura just snorted coldly, looked back at him, and said disdainfully: "Even if you don't want to, I will have a way to throw you into her hospital bed. You'd better cooperate well, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Chu Jiangnan looked up and met his sharp gaze.

Although I had known that he would not be so easy to talk to and asked him to make a decision on this matter, it was still a pity that he said it so hard.

After all, no one has dared to threaten him like this over the years. He is the only one who can threaten him.

"Do you still go? If you don't go, I'll go." I really didn't want to continue to stay in this low atmosphere. Without seeing him move, Chu Jiangnan turned over and left Ruo Du, and he really looked like he was about to go out: "I don't know if she would be afraid of sleeping alone, so I'd better go and sleep with her. She was injured not long ago and needed..."

A gust of wind blew towards me. When I looked up again, where was Ye Shura's figure in the room?

The door was closed with a "touch" sound, leaving only a room with chills.

If you want to "sleep" with his woman, who gives him such courage!

Looking at the closed door, Chu Jiangnan shook his head a little and sighed helplessly.

Everyone is so affectionate, but there is only one girl. What should I do in the future?

In the guest room separated by a wall, Qiqi, who had drunk alcohol, still slept deeply, and even if someone broke into the room, he didn't even notice anything.

Ye Shura stepped to the edge of the soft collapse, but just looked at her quietly. She didn't help but pounce on her like last time. Although every time she was calm in front of her, she could easily break her skills, but this time she looked at her sleeping face and held back.

The faint moonlight fell, and the wound on his forehead had become much lighter. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he could really feel at ease with Mu Chu by her side.

Mu Chu... Putting aside his own body, maybe the one that suits her the most.

If she follows her, she will always face countless dangers and difficulties, whether from the enemy or from the people close to him.

Following him, I have to suffer too much...

Even though I knew that letting go was the best for her, I could never do it, I could not turn a blind eye to her, and I could not stop missing her.

If I were just a simple ordinary person, can we...maybe we keep a plain happiness?

I'm afraid no one will give him an answer to this question.

Finally he bent over and sat down beside her, sticking his long fingers out, and his fingertips gently stroked the soft lines on her face.

With such a small face and such a small person, he really wished he could hold her in his pocket and shelter her from the wind and rain for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, he does not have the ability yet.

The closer you get, the more you get hurt for her...

Feeling a cool breath on his face, Qiqi moaned and subconsciously leaned towards his fingertips a little.

After drinking a lot of wine tonight, I felt that my whole body was very stuffy. The little chill at his fingertips was her favorite now, and I couldn't help but approach his hand. She even reached out to hold his big palm, and her face was completely leaning against his palm.

His throat tightened, staring at the face smaller than his slap, and the depths of his throat suddenly dried up.

She wanted to retract her hand, but she kept holding his palm and rubbing it gently. The delicate touch made his throat dryer and harder.

The silver mask was taken off from his hands. When there was no such mask, he was the Chu Xuanchi whom she was thinking about even if she was hurt.

She clearly felt someone approaching, and she subconsciously avoided it from the beginning to the later part.

But he didn't allow it. After bewitching him, how could she allow her to escape like this?

His heavy body pressed on her. He listened to her humming dissatisfiedly, and he smiled slightly, tied her small body with his long arms, lowered his head, and nibbled on her pink lips.

It's so delicious that you can't control it completely once you start eating it.

Her little hand was locked above her head by him, unable to push the heavy thing away, so she had to mumble and hum unhappily: "Hmm..."

But he took advantage of her protest and chewed her lower lip gently. The little man felt pain and accidentally opened his mouth, giving him a complete opportunity to take advantage of it.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to that night. The hateful guy kissed and hugged her all night, and his big palms took advantage of it.

And she was like that night. After she had no success in resisting for a while, she heard her hands climbing up to his neck as she wanted, and murmured softly: "Xuan Chi..."

Chu Xuanchi was shocked all over. The impulse she held back was completely unable to control her whisper. She tore up a few times and quickly pulled off her cumbersome clothes.

When she kissed her lips and was about to break in, she heard her calling softly: "Achu..."

Full of enthusiasm, he suddenly turned into a false existence with this low call.

People are still hot, even hot, but their hearts are cold.

He closed his eyes hard, suddenly turned over and got off her, picked up his clothes and put them on him, grabbed the quilt beside him and covered her. His tall figure jumped out of the windowsill and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He walked too fast and his heart was cold too fast. If he gave her some more time, he would definitely hear the words behind her: "Save him, Achu, save him..."

The person who was heartbroken had no idea that she was holding her blood-covered herself in her dream at this moment, calling out heart-wrenchingly to everyone who could save him.

Scarlet blood kept coming from him, and the short knife that pierced deeply into his chest was actually her own hands.

Why did she hurt him...

When Chu Xuanchi came back, Qiqi was still sleeping, but it was obvious that he was trapped by nightmare, and kept muttering, sweating on his face.

He sat down on the edge of the soft collapse, lifted the quilt, and endured the difficulty of calming down. Now he saw the urge to quickly rise in her messy posture, and put her clothes back one by one.

The black hair was still dripping with water, drop by drop, but he seemed to have no idea. After putting on her clothes, he directly picked her up and held her in his arms.

"No, save him, save him..." She still closed her eyes tightly, only her thin lips were constantly opening and closing, and words filled with uneasy.

He frowned. She was trapped in the nightmare in the past few days. Could this be a bad sign?

Dazhao grasped her little hand and used the temperature of his palm to warm her cold fingertips. He whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid. No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely not give up you."

As long as she doesn't give up on him...

He sighed softly, his eyes silently falling on her pale face, helpless.

Even if she really gave up on him and fell in love with Mu Chu, he probably couldn't give up on her from his heart.

With a long finger across her face, he murmured: "No one can replace your position in my heart. Whether it is His Highness or Her Majesty the Queen, they are nothing before you."

He only has her in his heart, and she will always be the only one.
Chapter completed!