Mu Qiluan instinctively wanted to deny it and didn't want to discuss the issue with her at all.
Mu Qiluan released the other person and then said, "Madam, I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest for a while."
After saying that, he left immediately.
…
Mu Qiluan originally just wanted to escape, so he made an excuse to sleep, but he didn't expect that he would actually fall asleep.
But... the nightmare that hadn't recurred in a long time has come back again.
Originally, he was to marry Wan Ge. With her by his side, Mu Qiluan felt inexplicably safe and hadn't had nightmares for a long time. He hadn't dreamed of the desert littered with white bones for a long time.
Mu Qiluan suddenly woke up and immediately jumped up. When he sat on the bed, he couldn't help but feel a headache. He touched his forehead with his hand, but his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
She wrapped her slender arms around him and gently leaned against his back: "Did you have another nightmare, my husband?"
Being there for someone makes them feel safe, and that's something I can do. What Mu Qiluan lacks most is psychological and emotional support, and medication won't be very effective for that.
Was it because of what I said that made him uneasy? He hadn't felt this way in a long time since we'd been together, had he?
Whether it was because she couldn't bear to see him uneasy, or because the body in this world is indeed more delicate, Wan Ge leaned against his back and couldn't help but shed tears.
Upon sensing this, Mu Qiluan froze instantly, turned around immediately, and hurriedly wiped away her tears: "What's wrong? Why are you crying, Wan Ge? I'm fine, don't worry."
Mu Qiluan can't stand seeing the person she loves cry; it breaks her heart.
"Don't cry, sweetie." Mu Qiluan gently comforted her, having instantly forgotten what he had been dreaming about, now only wanting to soothe his beloved wife.
"Did I do something wrong? Please tell me. If I'm wrong, I'll definitely change. Please don't be angry or sad, okay?" I can't bear to see him unhappy, especially for so long.
Mu Qiluan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and thought of the thing that had always bothered her. But then she thought, what's the use of bothering her? She would never let go of the person she loved. And what does it matter anyway? She's married to him now. So she kept quiet about it.
Hearing her say that, Mu Qiluan felt that he had followed his father to war back then and had never met her before. They had not exchanged any letters for so many years, and he had even made her wait for so long.
Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that she has other goals and wants to marry someone else. Ultimately, it's my fault for making her wait so long.
It was my fault, and I shouldn't have made my loved one cry because of my jealousy.
Mu Qiluan spoke softly, knowing there were no "what ifs" and that the other party would definitely choose him: "If we had never been engaged, between me and the Crown Prince, who would you choose?"
As long as she chooses him, he will forget about that incident, never think about it again, and will not be jealous about it.
Wan Ge answered him without hesitation: "Of course, it's my husband."
Wan Ge hugged him, and understood as soon as he asked the question; it was indeed related to the Crown Prince. Although she didn't know how the other party knew, since she knew his doubts, she certainly wouldn't let them take root.
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