The wind on the rooftop seemed to grow colder, rustling the vines on the flower trellis as if playing a mournful dirge for the unspoken ending.
After Xu Zhuohua faked her death, Cheng Muyun was filled with disappointment with such a life. At that time, he did not want to live and had no attachment to anything or anyone.
But now that Xu Zhuohua has returned, he has to examine his own identity and what benefits he can bring to Xu Zhuohua, but in the end, he gets nothing.
This put him in a dilemma. There was little hope of being a good young commander. So many people were watching him, wanting the Dongzhou Army, and he didn't know what dangers he would face every day.
Cheng Muyun didn't want to see Xu Zhuohua get hurt again, so he wanted to send the hot potato that was the Dongzhou Army away to a place where he could put his energy to good use.
If he could, he would only want to be an ordinary couple with Xu Zhuohua.
However, Xu Zhuohua did not want Cheng Muyun to sacrifice himself for her. She wanted to see a spirited young man, not a hero trapped in romantic love, whose spirit gradually faded with time.
She would rather see a hero's spirit extinguished in Jiangdong than see a hero grow old and frail.
However, these things should be said in private, behind closed doors.
Chen Hede gave a cold laugh, which seemed quite abrupt and drew everyone's attention.
Cheng Muyun frowned slightly and asked, "Do you have a problem with that?"
Chen Hede raised his hand and gently covered his mouth, his eyes revealing an undisguised smile.
"You do whatever you want, think whatever you want, and plan whatever you want, almost never allowing any refusal or discussion. Now you're acting like you're risking your life. Do you think I, Chen Hede, am standing here today to hear your plan to calmly face death?"
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
Chen Hede's anger grew even stronger. "Cheng Muyun, I respect your chivalry, so I support you. We share a common goal, so I protect you. But you've given up on yourself. Where do you place me? Where do you place Zhuohua?"
No one spoke, because Chen Hede's anger was directed at Cheng Muyun, and he was furious at his lack of ambition!
"Do you think we can't save you? You all want to play the hero by yourself? Let me tell you, Cheng Muyun, I, Chen Hede, will not allow it!"
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