r President. 。"Qin Luoyan politely thanked him and followed him towards the martial arts training ground. During their walk, she thought of Yixing and opened up, "By the way, does that matter Jin Mu c...Nausea, the two words, pierced Qin Luoyan's heart like a sharp knife, hurting her so badly that she almost couldn't breathe.

She stumbled backward, feeling a growing sense of unease. Her steps were unsteady and she swayed precariously, catching herself on the door frame only to lose her balance and fall back completely.

In that instant, Fu Zimo, who was lying in bed, suddenly opened his eyes. The worry in his eyes was undisguised, but he could only lie there, unable to move at all.

Ni Wan originally wanted to rush over and grab Qin Luo Yan, but she received a warning look from Fu Zi Mo. She hesitated for a moment, then retracted her hand.

Qin Luoyan fell to the ground, her forehead hitting the hard floor and breaking the skin. Blood flowed out, running down her cheek. She didn't seem to notice, but she looked at Fu Zimo with hopeful eyes. Sadly, Fu Zimo didn't even glance in her direction.

She knew Fu Zimo's abilities. In the moment she fell, if he was willing, he could definitely react. Even if he couldn't, he would definitely get Ni Wan to do it, but he didn't do anything, and perhaps even stopped Ni Wan from doing anything either.

The pain coming from her body paled in comparison to the ache in her heart. She choked back sobs, unable to speak, yet stubbornly refused to let herself appear even slightly vulnerable. She gripped the door frame beside her, her fingers paling from the force. Straightening her spine, she turned stiffly and left, step by painful step.

When Qin Luoyan unknowingly came to Xiao Fan's door, she hesitated and finally didn't push open Xiao Fan's door. Instead, she just sat down leaning against his door.

In the inn, all were Fu Zi Mo's people. Only Xiao Fan was her senior brother, a relative by marriage. Here, only he would stand in her position and consider her feelings. But... she shouldn't disturb him anymore. She was already miserable enough; there was no need to drag another person down with her suffering.

But, my heart, it's so tired. Choosing to survive by the side of a tyrant, is that destined to make one endure such loneliness for a lifetime Once any conflict arises with him, there's no one to confide in Because here, everyone belongs to him.

She hugged her knees and huddled at the door, crying silently. There was no hysteria, no tears falling to the ground with a sound. She just wept silently, licking her wounds silently.

"Junior Sister..."

Unknowingly, the door creaked open. Xiao Fan, supporting himself with a frail body, gritted his teeth and leaned on a wooden stool by the door. His arms trembled uncontrollably from exertion. Although the distance from the bed to the door was only a few meters, he had used up all his strength. His clothes were soaked in sweat.

Qin Luoyan slowly raised her head, and she saw Xiao Fan's face full of concern, but also trying his best to endure the pain. She saw his shirt soaked with sweat, and his pale face pretending nothing was wrong. Suddenly, in an instant, her heart ached even more intensely.

She could no longer bear it and stood up, throwing her arms around Xiao Fan and bursting into tears. “Senior brother, please, can you just live for yourself! You know your time is running out, don’t do anything for me anymore, okay”

Xiao Fan was suddenly embraced by her, his body finally unable to support itself. His entire weight leaned against her. Despite this, he smiled with satisfaction. “With my junior sister's words, I, the senior brother, have died without regrets. It’s just death, so it's like going to reunite with Master earlier. As for you, if you suffer because of me, that would be what I least want to see. Junior sister, I hope you are happy, even if it means I become pitiful and miserable, I will still hope you are happy. If you live happily, even when I am dead, my soul will find peace.”

"Brother, please don't say any more…" Qin Luoyan shook her head desperately. She already owed Xiao Fan too much, but he had never asked for anything from her, not even the unreasonable request he had once mentioned, which he himself had rejected. The more he did this, the deeper she was pushed into the abyss.

Xiao Fan couldn't hold back anymore. He laughed and cried at the same time, raised his hand hesitantly, and finally placed it on her waist. "Junior sister, just let me hug you for a moment, just one moment, really only for a moment."

His movements were painstakingly gentle, as if he treated her like a priceless treasure, fearing that even the slightest action could shatter her into nothingness.

His seriousness eased the moment his hand touched her waist, as if in that instant, he aged considerably.

"What a touching scene, my lord. I told you, such a woman is not worthy of your devotion. You worry for her while she's living quite comfortably."

Suddenly, Niwan's voice rang out in the courtyard. However, her tone was clearly filled with anger and resentment.

Qin Luoyan suddenly came back to her senses and almost instinctively pushed away Xiao Fan. She didn't even consider that at this moment, Xiao Fan was much more fragile than she imagined, completely unable to withstand her push. However, when Ni Wan said this, she suddenly became afraid, afraid that Fu Zimo would see this easily misunderstood and embarrassing scene!

She anxiously turned her head and saw Niwan pushing the wheelchair. Fu Zimo sat in the wheelchair, wrapped in a thick fox fur cloak from head to toe. His pair of eyes held the serenity before a storm—deep yet allowing one to easily sense the murderous intent within.

He misunderstood!

"Zi Mo, no, it's not what you think..." Qin Luo Yan knew that in this feudal society, men were far less accepting of women cheating than modern men. Even in the modern world, few men could understand such a situation, let alone here, where ancient etiquette was strictly enforced.

Qin Luoyan, anxious about Fu Zimu's reaction, didn't notice that Xiao Fan, who had been pushed aside by her, quietly took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the bloodstain from his lips without a trace.

“What do you think” Fu Zi Mo’s voice was icy as he shifted his gaze to Xiao Fan. With a sneer, he raised an eyebrow at Qin Luo Yan and asked, “How should I deal with this man Should I turn him into a human stake and throw him into the sacrificial altar Or should I kill him directly No, killing him directly seems too cheap for him. After all, I am King Wu Xuan, and he dared to touch my woman. Wouldn't it be a pity to let him die so easily”

Qin Luoyan listened, and immediately panicked. She quickly crouched down and supported Xiao Fan, "No, no, you can't hurt him!"

"At this point, you're still protecting this man You...treat me as what" Fu Zi Mo's eyes could spew flames.

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