Even though Lin Chunhuan didn't say a word.
But the first impression had been made, and with the facts before her eyes, Lin Chunhuan knew that Ulun Zhurige could not stay. At least she would not be troubled again until the end of this battle.
Arslan carried him back to the tent sideways. The skin and flesh where he was whipped were curled up, and blood kept flowing down along the curve of his calf.
Lin Chunhuan's entire trouser legs and shoes and socks were stained bright red, which was shocking to look at.
Even so, Lin Chunhuan didn't say a word when Arslan was treating her injuries. Even though her face turned pale with pain and beads of sweat kept coming out of her forehead, she just bit her lips tightly.
After tying the last knot, Arslan breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the woman in front of him, his heart felt numb and he softened unconsciously.
But he obviously controlled his emotions very well, and only lowered his eyes, not looking at the face he had been thinking about day and night, "What happened between you two?"
"Zhu Rige is not a person without sense of propriety. Why did she do that?"
This question is difficult to answer.
Lin Chunhuan sniffed and forced a smile, but did not directly answer Arslan's question. "They say Zhu Rige will become your Khatun."
"So... maybe she doesn't like a woman like me who seduces others."
The fox seduces the master.
Arslan didn't like these four words. Besides, he hadn't agreed to the marriage with Ulun Zhurige at all. He just wanted to wait until the war was over and return to Darnay to consider it.
I didn't expect that there were already rumors in the military camp.
Of course, it is not difficult to guess who spread these words.
He always treated Qimugege as his brother. Zhurige was Qimugege's sister, and naturally his sister. However, in this incident, the brother and sister's behavior was a bit presumptuous.
"There is no such thing as seducing the master."
Before Lin Chunhuan's self-deprecating smile faded, Arslan spoke again, "Using a woman as an excuse is the most cowardly behavior."
"If I want you, that's my business. You can't resist or avoid it. If I don't want you, that's also my business. If your seduction leads me to neglect or neglect something, it's my own weak mind and has nothing to do with you. So, there's no such thing as seducing the master."
"If someone says you're a seductress, that's my problem, not yours."
"It's despicable to put all the blame on women."
Lin Chunhuan raised her head silently, without agreeing or refuting, or even giving any response. She just looked at the man in front of her, feeling indescribable in her heart.
Throughout history, similar things have happened countless times. It was the general who lost the battle, but the crime was borne by the so-called saint who prayed for blessings. The ruler of a country was clearly the king, but he said that the concubines around him were bringing disaster to the country and the people.
There are countless examples like this.
Not to mention anything else, the Arslan in front of him could at least face his failures or indecision with dignity. This alone made him better than many people.
As for Ulun Zhurige.
Just as Arslan said, she was not a person without measure. Even though she was extremely angry and jealous, she would guard the pond for Arslan and not let anyone in.
Even though he felt ignored and insulted, the first whip only hit the ground nearby.
The girl is spoiled and willful, but she also knows what is important.
However, Lin Chunhuan knew this kind of woman too well. From the moment she saw Ulun Zhurige, she had already thought of a way to meet Arslan.
Girls like Zhurige are born to be superior.
They have never experienced real oppression in their lives, and their minds are still filled with romantic thoughts that cannot be eaten, even though Zhurige grew up on the grassland.
Although he is not confined by the square house and has wide grasslands and free winds under his feet, he still cannot escape the tendency to attach too much importance to love.
Especially after knowing that he had a high probability of becoming the Khatun of Arsalan, this yearning for love suddenly had a concrete object, and his emotions became uncontrollable.
So Lin Chunhuan didn't need to say anything. She just needed to tell Zhu Rige that her riding skills were taught by Arslan himself, and tell Zhu Rige that on the day at the pond, Arslan accidentally scratched his waist and abdomen with the stones by the pond.
But he was so obsessed with lust that he didn't even treat his injuries.
Such stimulation is enough to drive Zhu Rige crazy.
"Ah Huan, so... why did Zhu Rige attack you?"
There were gatekeepers outside the training ground, and their every move and every word was seen. Lin Chunhuan knew that there was no room for her to lie here.
But many times, there is no need to lie when describing the facts.
"My riding skills have improved quite a bit these days," Lin Chunhuan said calmly, without embellishment. "Wuleji said there was nothing more he could teach me, and I didn't dare seek guidance from anyone else, so I asked him where I could find you."
"When I left, I thought about the last time, that is..." Before he finished speaking, Lin Chunhuan's face had already flushed, "Last time you were injured, I brought you some medicine."
"Zhu Rige asked me what I was doing at the training ground. I could only tell her the truth and ask her to pass on the medicine for my wounds. Apart from that, there was nothing else to say."
From beginning to end, Lin Chunhuan didn't say a bad word about Ulun Zhurige.
Even in front of Qimuge and Ulun Zhurige, he defended her.
After all, she was the girl he had watched grow up, and Lin Chunhuan did not think that his position in Arslan's heart was higher than that of Ulun Zhurige.
If Ulun Zhurige did something wrong, Arslan could punish her, but he might not want others to say bad things about her. At least, those words could not come out of Lin Chunhuan's mouth.
They are essentially different.
Arslan was a little confused, "Just for this?"
"No woman would be willing to share her husband, unless she doesn't love him, then she will be indifferent." Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips lightly, reached out and pulled Arslan's sleeve, "Young Master, I know that my status is low."
"When I learned that Zhurige would be your Khatun and that we could have grand conversations at the training ground, but I couldn't even enter, I couldn't help but feel bitter and miserable."
"Not to mention her."
The rough fingertips gently stroked Lin Chunhuan's lips. Arslan bent down and looked back at those clear and clear eyes, as if he could see through them at a glance.
At that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating for a moment, and was tightly wrapped by an irresistible numbness. "Tell me, you love me?"
Lin Chunhuan's eyes were red, and she didn't avoid Arslan's gaze. "I know that my body is dirty and I don't have the qualifications, but I am also a human being. Am I not even allowed to have a heartbeat?"
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