Chapter 901 Not cherishing yourself
Listening to Feng Sufei's childish words, Nanrong Huai'an sighed helplessly in his heart and pinched his eyebrows.
For some reason, when he faced Feng Sufei, he always felt helpless and unable to do anything to her.
Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an's movements of pinching her eyebrows and curled her lips and said: "Did I give you a headache? I didn't mean to do it."
"You didn't kill Si Jueshen, but you did it to yourself. If it hurts, don't bear it."
Feng Sufei's expression changed. This was the first time someone told her not to endure the pain.
"I don't feel any pain. How do you know I didn't kill Si Jueshen?"
Nanrong Huai'an shook his head and touched Feng Sufei's hair, "You, your personality changes all the time. Sometimes you are just like a child. If something happens to Si Jueshen, the signal whistles in the whole city will sound. Do you think you can stay here peacefully?”
Feng Sufei's eyes flashed, "Is it the same when the queen died?"
She only remembers how awake she was when she died as a queen. She doesn't know what will happen after death.
"The whole country H sounded the whistle, and then there was a fight for power. The secret war turned into an open war. Many people were unwilling to fight for power, but they were also unwilling to watch country H turn into a battlefield. The injured would be the common people, so some families stood came out, and later after fighting and division, country h became what it is now.”
Feng Sufei's heart sank, feeling that this was all her responsibility.
She has the responsibility to reunify country h.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Sufei continued: "Although I didn't kill Si Jueshen, I also injured him. His injuries are definitely heavier and more painful than mine. If you have the ability, send someone to kill him." .”
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes flashed, and he didn't know how to tell Feng Sufei something, "If Si Jueshen was really so easy to kill, he wouldn't be alive today. You attacked him tonight, and his defense is still there." It will continue to be strengthened, but..."
Feng Sufei's eyes lit up, "But what?"
"Before you do anything in the future, please discuss with me. After all, I am still your husband." "But, I want to discuss with you whether you will definitely not let me go out and act."
Nanrong Huai'an fell silent silently when he heard this.
Feng Sufei covered the wound and endured the pain: "That's why I won't tell you."
"I consider things from the perspective of your safety. You don't care about your body so much."
"I cherish my body very much. I'm not fine, and I'm not dead. At most, I'm injured and I can just take care of myself."
Feng Sufei's indifferent attitude toward herself still made Nanrong Huai'an angry.
Nanrong Huai'an felt that no matter how good-tempered she was, Feng Sufei was so angry that she wanted to get angry.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then suppressed the emotion, "You are really not afraid of pain."
Feng Sufei didn't speak. She lowered her head and her eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the desolation and sadness in her eyes.
Every time she thought of the situation when she died as queen, the blood and the bloodthirsty protection of the Shadow Guards, she couldn't love herself.
As long as she is not dead, no matter how painful it is, she will take revenge.
It's not like there was no gain this time. Si Jueshen was seriously injured this time, and she will continue to take action. She won't give up until Si Jueshen is killed.
Nanrong Huai'an couldn't just sit back and watch Feng Sufei, so she called a professional doctor.
That person also climbed in through the window, and then redressed Feng Sufei's wound.
(End of chapter)