Sure enough, Zhou Mohuai's expression suddenly solidified, his touching smile quickly closed, and a flame of murderous intent surged in his eyes.

On weekdays, although Zhou Mohuai seemed to have forgotten about this incident, Wen Wenlan knew very well that the incident was actually engraved in his blood.

During the day, when Zhou Mohuai was awake, he would hide this matter in his heart, and no one knew it.

But at night, when the little devil goes out in the middle of the night, he will have nightmares.

And more than once, he woke up in the middle of the night and was covered in cold sweat.

He thought she didn't know and wanted to hide it from her and not let her worry.

Actually, she knows everything.

"If that person appears in front of me..." Zhou Mohuai clenched his fists, his whole body was tense tightly, and the rich murderous aura overflowed without restraint. He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush to the person now, "I will use a knife to cut off his flesh piece by piece, burn his whole body with fire, and tie him to a tree..."

Halfway through, Zhou Mohuai suddenly stopped, the cold murderous aura on his face disappeared, and it was bright again.

"Just kidding, I can't find this person. He doesn't know whether he dies or lives." Zhou Mohuai said it very easily, as if the words just now were really a joke.

However, Wen Wenlan felt a chill on his back. It was not that Zhou Mohuai said just now, but that everyone would do this when facing his enemies. This is human nature.

What she was terrified was Zhou Mohuai's sneer. She had seen all his joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness, only today...

The curve of the corner of the mouth makes people feel cold into the bones.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?" Zhou Mohuai seemed to notice something. He kept looking at Wen Wenlan's eyes, trying to find the answer he wanted from it.

Wen Wenlan has never kept her emotions in her eyes, and she never feared looking at others. However, she really doesn't want Zhou Mohuai to look at her eyes, and she feels uneasy about being spying on her.

"Just regret, I want to see them..." Wen Wenlan gave Zhou Mohuai a hug. Her head was gently placed on Zhou Mohuai's shoulders, and her body was pressed against Zhou Mohuai, transmitting her heartbeat to Zhou Mohuai, and at the same time slowly receiving Zhou Mohuai's heartbeat. "It's a pity that time doesn't give you any chance."

I don’t know if I am comforting Zhou Mohuai or comforting myself.

"Don't feel sorry. Many years have passed, and don't make things difficult for yourself for things that have nothing to do with you. You must enjoy every day in the future happily. This is the most important thing." Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Wenlan and whispered in her ear, as if telling and making a promise, "I can just bear those unhappy things alone."

Wen Wenlan felt something stuck in her throat, making her speechless. She coughed lightly, then slowed down for a while before speaking, "Tomorrow, we will accompany me to the palace banquet, and there will be people coming to the East Vietnamese Zhao and Nanmin."

Her voice was very light, "Just as you used to accompany me."

Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Wenlan, unable to see her expression, but could only feel the person in his arms seemed to be having a quarrel. He didn't understand why, and he didn't ask. He just wanted to feel her mood.

However, this time, he felt the smell of separation from life and death.

"It's getting late. You've been busy all day and you're tired. Have a rest. Didn't you say you'd have to read the memorial today?" Zhou Mohuai was startled by his thoughts and quickly changed the topic, "You have to have a good rest today, and there will be more tiring tomorrow."
Chapter completed!