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Chapter 17: Begonia is still late(2/2)

Sometimes he always plays tricks on himself, not knowing what he will do next.

But sometimes, his words are reassuring.

In the past, I felt that Nian Qing's words were the most reassuring thing in the world.

But I never thought that he could be so reassuring.

"Help me clear the blood stains on my back and then give me medicine."

Before Ye Yilan put down the firewood, he handed her the clothes and medicine bottle.

The shocking wound had already been soaked around. He didn't dare to touch it for fear of hurting him.

"You've endured this whole journey, are you still afraid of these things?"

She was still reluctant to take action, and he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on when the time came.

Every time he was touched, he knew it hurt, but he never made a sound.

"If it really hurts, just shout out!"

"Ye Yilan, do you still remember that you asked me why I came here even though I knew there was danger. I will tell you now."

Ye Yilan's words will never be forgotten by him even if time passes.

This was the first time she was face to face with herself...

"They knew my relationship with the Ye family and used you to lure me out. Even if I knew, I couldn't leave you here alone."

They always ignore certain details, and the plan will not succeed.

"Your Highness, does he know who he is?"

"So what if I know?"

How could he not know that the only person in the world who can do such a thing is the Changsun family?

Murong Haoli was his only son, so he naturally placed his hopes on him.

If his father hadn't ordered him to go to the border, he probably wouldn't have been anxious to get rid of him.

The sky gradually darkened, and the two of them leaned under the tree.

He didn't care about his wounds and set up branches to light a fire to warm his soaked clothes.

He was wrapped in clothes and hugged himself. Seeing how skillfully he moved, he didn't look like a pampered prince.

"As an heir to the emperor, many people must want that position!"

She said it casually, never really thinking that Murong Haochen would speak.

He was dull for a long time and then said slowly: "Not everyone has to want that position, they just have to."

Looking up at the sky, recalling the past is just a fragment of words: "You will understand only when you have experienced the moment when you were forced into a desperate situation."

She doesn't understand and can't empathize.

Presumably, such a desperate situation must be very painful.

Murong Haochen was silent for a long time, staring at her, and said slowly: "The breeze on my sleeves is not as good as returning home in the evening, it is like meeting a stranger for the first time."

A lamp shines through, and after parting, you can remember that the person's features remain the same."

"When we meet strangers for the first time, our eyes remain the same. Your Highness, are you missing the person you love?"

Only those who miss can understand the heart of longing.

"Maybe so."

Hearing this, I secretly chuckled in my heart.

The pain on his body has long been forgotten, but he is looking at her quietly, and she is missing another person.
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