Chapter 2846 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (93)
Bai Weiwei: "And it's not for the little rabbit, but for the grandson of the turtle."
Lu Xinglan placed a bunch of spies beside Yuan Xuan.
What did she do.
Lu Xinglan could see it.
After all, if the branch line wants to go, it must go miserable.
Otherwise, how could Lu Xinglan feel miserable when he saw his own woman and humiliated herself under someone else's body.
If something bad happens, he has to come to the rescue.
If you save them, you will rebel.
Bai Weiwei smiled calmly, then sighed: "I finally have a reason to take a bath."
Pretending to be loyal, pretending to be wronged.
Is it easy to not eat, drink, rest, or wash?
If Grandson Lu doesn't rebel again, before she failed in the mission, she took the scissors and helped him click and forget it.
Not a man thing.
The frontier is snowy and cold.
It's late summer in Beijing.
That's when the frontier starts to snow.
Xin Wu grabbed the wooden tube on the pigeon, then opened it and took out the message note.
He walked into a dilapidated thatched hut.
Lu Xinglan lay quietly on the bed, with a thick bandage tied on his chest, blood still oozing from the bandage.
His bloodless face was extremely pale, and his eyelashes drooped, casting a fragile shadow under his eyes.
Xin Wu came in with no expression on his face, but hesitated whether to hand over the information.
Suddenly the eyelashes of the man on the bed trembled, and then Xin Wu saw him open his dark and deep eyes.
His voice was hoarse, "Give it to me."
Xin Wu handed him the note.
Lu Xinglan reached out and took it. The note was very thin and made of special material.
Can write a lot of information.
The last item above.
It was Bai Weiwei's message.
She was taken into the palace.
The first time he heard the news was shortly after he was hit by an arrow.
Because life is at stake.
Xin Wu told him the news coldly.
If he died, then Bai Weiwei would belong to someone else forever.
This news really stimulated him back.
Lu Xinglan touched the note with his fingertips, hesitated for a while, and then looked at it slowly.
There was a long silence.
Lu Xinglan closed his palms with great effort and crushed the note into powder.
He pursed his pale thin lips, and the outline of his thin face had an incomparably handsome and sharp feeling.
In a pair of deep black eyes, there is a strong and extremely cold feeling.
He raised his eyes, his face pale and stern.
She said he was a hero.
So you have to trade everything you have for his peace.
After entering the palace for three days without eating or drinking to torture himself, he almost had the will to die.
But because she wanted to save him, even if it was just an illusory promise, she was willing to give everything in exchange for it.
Lu Xinglan coughed lightly.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Xin Wu came over immediately, smoothed his back, and wiped his blood.
Lu Xinglan didn't move, but lowered his eyes and sneered, gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "Yuanxuan."
He never hated the royal family.
No matter how absurd it is, let him be an eyesore.
He still felt that it was right to protect the southern kingdom, and he couldn't see what the royal family did and interfered with it.
Didn't really hate it either.
But this was the first time, violent anger welled up in his heart.
This hatred, coming turbulently, cannot be stopped.
Destroyed the last trace of his loyalty to the royal family.
Lu Xinglan lowered his head, his eyes were dark and cold, after a long silence, he finally said softly, "She said I was a hero."
Xin Wu nodded, "She adores you."
It's no secret.
Lu Xinglan twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't laugh.
Finally he said with a hoarse voice: "I used to be the hero of the southern country, but from now on, I... will be her hero alone."
Speaking of which.
Xin Wu heard Lu Xinglan say very calmly.
"It's the other way around."
She would sacrifice everything to save him.
Why isn't he capable of turning his back on everyone for her sake.
He no longer wants to guard everyone.
He just wanted to be her hero alone.
[Ding, the hero's favorability is ninety-six. 】