Chapter 1357 In the end, she was the winner
She shed tears, but said stubbornly: "You, is that enough?"
“…”
Looking at her eyes full of pain yet stubbornness, Zhu Feng suddenly felt as if something had stabbed his heart. He originally thought it wouldn't hurt, but the pain that followed slowly began to spread to his limbs.
In an instant, he felt that even breathing became difficult.
Just seeing her crying, just seeing her in pain, I felt pain myself.
He gritted his teeth hard.
The karmic fire that had originally burned all the strings of rationality in the brain slowly went out at this time. In addition to the pain, there was also an indescribable sadness.
He whispered: "Nan Yan..."
Nan Yan slowly raised her hand and placed her arm across her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to see the miserable state of her body, or as if she couldn't face the fact that their relationship was still broken at this moment.
Tears kept rolling down, mixing with the blood on her lips.
Miserable and desolate.
Zhu Feng's heart sank even more: "Nan Yan."
“…”
"Why are you—"
Obviously, he is the omnipotent emperor. Obviously, he can make her suffer a fate worse than death with just a flick of his little finger. Obviously, he has the upper hand.
Why did she win in the end?
Just seeing her cry was enough to defeat him.
He stretched out one hand to her tear-stained cheek, and as if burned by the hot tears, he retracted his hand, and covered her body with his whole body somewhat weakly, burying his face in her neck.
Tears flowed down her cheeks and slender neck, and seemed to have stained his face as well.
The salty and bitter taste suddenly flowed into his heart.
He sighed deeply, turned over and lay down beside her. The two of them lay side by side quietly, not saying anything, but there was a bitter taste that permeated the quiet air.
It was unknown how long it took before Nan Yan moved her arm away from her eyes.
In the dim light, there were tears in her eyes, but without any warmth or emotion.
When he spoke, his voice was dry: "It seems that Your Majesty has had enough."
After saying that, she stood up.
Zhu Feng did not move. He just listened to her slowly getting up. There was a rustling sound in his ears. She was trying hard to cover up her torn clothes, but she couldn't. Nan Yan simply walked to the other side, dragged a piece of her own clothes from the hanger and put it on.
Wrapped tightly, just like he had wrapped himself in his clothes in the past.
But now, everything has changed.
Nan Yan didn't turn around, but said calmly: "If the emperor has no other instructions, I will take my leave."
Zhu Feng didn't say anything, and Nan Yan didn't stay either. She lifted the curtain and walked out without looking back.
Listen to the sound of the tent being lifted and then falling.
The tent fell into deep silence again. After a long time, Zhu Feng slowly raised his head, looked at the slightly swaying tent, and listened to the low discussions of some people outside.
And his eyes were much deeper and darker than before.
Southern Smoke...
There is something more in Nan Yan's stubbornness that was not there before.
In the past, he would not have been so sensitive, but this time, he felt it clearly. The two of them had been so close, and he could tell even the slightest change in her.
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