Su Miao was an orphan, wanting to live an honest and peaceful life in this world. Who knew that her brother, with whom she depended on each other, was brutally murdered by Liu Jiaojiao, the eldest ...
"It's been a long time, General Shen," Mo Lin said first.
"Long time no see, General Mo."
He spoke in a long, deep voice.
He knew that Mo Lin and Su Miao had a close relationship, but he didn't expect that Mo Lin could freely enter and leave her residence!
Oh!
For a fleeting moment, he felt that the punishment he received last night had been too lenient.
"Does General Shen harbor hostility towards me?"
Shen Changji scoffed dismissively.
At first, he thought Xie Qin was just joking, but when Xie Qin said on his birthday a few days ago that he would marry Su Miao if she was willing to marry him, he realized something was wrong.
Xie Qin wasn't joking with him; he genuinely had feelings for Su Miao.
And this Mo Lin right now... on the surface he pretends nothing's wrong, but what's in his heart?
One or two...
Mo Lin: "General Shen, let's talk in private. Perhaps after you hear what I have to say, you will realize that we are not enemies."
After a long silence: "Okay."
The two found a quiet pavilion to sit down. The tea had just been served when Mo Lin spoke.
“Miao’er is just a young girl, six years younger than you, and not yet mature. If she comes to her senses one day, then let her go.”
"On what grounds?"
His voice was deep, hoarse, and silent.
He knew that Mo Lin's thoughts were not simple.
Mo Lin was not surprised at all by Shen Changji's reaction.
He slowly began to tell the things that had been puzzling him.
...
The two sat for half an hour, and Shen Changji's initially cold expression gradually changed to a peaceful one.
Ultimately, he agreed to cooperate with Mo Lin.
Mo Lin chuckled, "General Shen is indeed a smart man."
He had intended to inform Su Miao of the current situation, but due to matters at court, he had to go ahead first.
Because he knew that even if he didn't say it, Shen Changji would tell Su Miao.
After Mo Lin left, Shen Changji sat alone in the pavilion, rubbing the teeth mark on his hand.
That was from when Su Miaozhao couldn't resist and bit me last night.
He could reach out and touch the corner of her eye; his fingertips were wet with tears.
Thinking of Mo Lin's words, Shen Changji couldn't help but clench the cup in his hand.
For him... she was willing to do anything!