The disordered footsteps never stopped, as if they were searching for something.
Su Wanwan sat on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, not daring to breathe.
The footsteps disappeared shortly afterward.
Su Wanwan did not make any rash moves and continued to stay in the basement.
During this time, a faint rumbling sound could be heard in the distance, and the ground trembled.
Su Wanwan clenched her fist.
My heart clenched.
She could tell it was the roar of cannons.
The war has begun.
Nobody knows what the outcome will be.
She could only wait quietly.
Even Lu Xingjian probably wasn't entirely confident, which is why he left enough food and water here for a month.
On the third day at noon, Lu Xingjian finally appeared, still wearing the same armor, but it was filthy and covered with a layer of brown bloodstains.
The basement was too dark, so Su Wanwan couldn't see the bloodstains clearly, but she could smell the overwhelming stench of blood on him.
The man smiled and took her hand as they went outside: "Were you scared?"
Su Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and said casually, "No, it's just that I can't take a shower, which is very uncomfortable."
The courtyard outside was empty, with only a few pools of blood on the ground as a reminder that a massacre had taken place there.
Su Wanwan finally saw the bloodstains on his body, her whole body stiffened, and her voice trembled uncontrollably:
Where are you hurt?
It was only then that she realized she wasn't as calm as she had imagined.
Lu Xingjian smiled slightly and said, "This is someone else's blood, I'm fine."
He then jumped twice to prove that he was not injured.
Su Wanwan couldn't help but let her tears fall.
I punched him in the chest a few times, feeling both angry and amused.
He's so naive.
He doesn't look like an emperor at all; he's more like a greenhorn who came out of nowhere.
Before we married, he was so aloof and unapproachable; it's like he's a completely different person.
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