However, Fu Ziyan did not continue living, for all the people he loved most were dead. After avenging her, Fu Ziyan also committed suicide out of love.
In this world, too many people have been lost, and even the protagonist is no exception.
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Mu Qiluan took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. The warmth of the body approaching seemed to soothe his soul.
He wouldn't tell the naive girl in front of him about his nightmares. She hadn't experienced anything like that and wouldn't know the cruelty of the battlefield. And he didn't need her to know, nor did he want her to.
"I'm fine...Wange, don't worry." Actually, things are much better now. Before, whether in dreams or in real life, Mu Qiluan always bore it all alone. He couldn't tell anyone about his fears, not even when his father was alive.
He could never show his vulnerable side to anyone, because if others knew, then he would be a person with weaknesses, and others would no longer be afraid of him.
But now he can. He can let the other person see his fear and receive her comfort. He no longer bears the pain alone, but is comforted by someone.
Wan Ge kissed him on the cheek and said, "With me here, I will always be with you, brother."
Wan Ge rubbed against him again, trying to wipe away his painful feelings.
Mu Qiluan lowered his head and kissed her hair: "Go back to sleep, don't worry."
"Okay." Wan Ge held the other person tightly until the other person stopped moving and her nerves relaxed. Only after confirming that the other person was really asleep did Wan Ge go to sleep herself.
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Wan Ge woke up early, perhaps because she slept too much during the day yesterday.
Mu Qiluan didn't need to get up so early for court, so Wan Ge wanted to prepare some food for him. She had just moved when the man beside her suddenly opened his eyes.
Mu Qiluan was too vigilant; he could sense even the slightest disturbance.
Wan Ge looked at him and kissed him on the forehead: "Brother, you're awake. It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
"Where does Wan Ge want to go?" Seeing her actions, Mu Qiluan knew she was getting up.
Wan Ge didn't hide anything and answered directly, "I want to prepare some food for my brother."
"Just have the servants prepare it." My precious child doesn't need to bother with such trivial matters.
Wan Ge understood what he was thinking, but said, "I want to make it for my brother myself, and I want him to taste it."
The delicious food I make myself will naturally be his favorite flavor, and how can an ordinary person compare?
Mu Qiluan did not stop her when she heard her say that. Since she wanted to do it, he would let her do it. He just told her to be careful not to hurt herself.
"Don't worry, you won't hurt yourself. Brother, sleep a little longer, I'll be done soon."
Mu Qiluan replied with an "okay," but after lying down for a short while, he got up again.
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Finally, Mu Qiluan arrived at the kitchen and looked at the woman who was very skilled at cooking.
Although the original owner was pampered and spoiled growing up, how many women in this era didn't know how to cook? Even though she was the daughter of a high-ranking official, she could still cook at least a little.
However… Mu Qiluan felt a warmth in her heart watching the other person skillfully make pastries for her.
Wan Ge felt the gaze and looked up, seeing Mu Qiluan standing at the door.
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