Upon hearing this, Su Qiluo's eyes reddened even more.
He strode forward, wanting to hug her tightly, but when he opened his arms, he had nowhere to put his hands.
Mu Qingyun is not in good condition right now. A gunshot wound on her arm is still bleeding. She has taken a dirty old coat from somewhere and put it on.
There were burn marks on her face and exposed neck, the ends of her hair were burned, and her lips were pale. It was heartbreaking to see her like that.
"Baby, can we not say anything sentimental right now? You need to take me to get healed quickly, or I might really die." Mu Qingyun could roughly guess the whirlwind of thoughts surging in Su Qiluo's mind just by looking at his eyes.
To be honest, she didn't want to appear in front of him in such a disheveled state, but when she saw Su Qilu staring at the fire, she was afraid that if she didn't come out soon, what if he had a brain fart and actually went to be with her?
Upon hearing this, Su Qiluo immediately summoned the fighter jet from his bracelet, channeling all the energy in his body into his left hand, filling the entire fighter jet with intense light energy.
He channeled all the words he wanted to say into his light powers to heal her wounds.
With the aura of light and powerful regenerative abilities of the light-based superpower, Mu Qingyun's bleeding stopped immediately, and her burns began to heal slowly.
However, while the burns on his body can be treated, his singed hair is beyond saving.
Once the burns were no longer red, swollen, and painful, Su Qiluo gently removed the jacket that she had taken from someone else and draped it over her, a jacket that he had specially heated with his light-based powers.
"Your light-based healing ability is amazing," Mu Qingyun reached out and pulled the coat draped over her shoulders, then looked at her own wounds. "The bleeding has stopped, and it doesn't hurt anymore, but the scars are still there..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly found herself in a warm embrace.
Su Qiluo held her tightly, using a little force, but not so much that Mu Qingyun would feel uncomfortable or unable to breathe.
"That scared me to death."
A gentle voice sounded in her ear, just like the embrace he gave her, making her feel incredibly safe and secure.
"I'm fine," Mu Qingyun said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm the protagonist, and protagonists don't die so easily. So, if I get kidnapped in the future, don't act impulsively and lose your mind. I'll definitely be fine, okay?"
She hugged Su Qiluo from behind and patted his back to comfort him.
These were the words she most wanted to say to Su Qiluo right now. Krisen had escaped, but if he knew he wasn't dead, he certainly wouldn't let it go.
Furthermore, who knows how many unexpected events might occur if war breaks out in the future? She might be kidnapped again. If she is kidnapped, she hopes that Su Qiluo will ignore it. She does not want to become a bargaining chip used by others to threaten Su Qiluo.
Su Qiluo hugged her tightly without replying.
He knew that if he said something like, "Why do such a dangerous thing?" or "Stay in military school from now on," Mu Qingyun would definitely not be happy.
She was once an emperor, and she may have witnessed more things than he did, and she must have experienced just as many storms and turmoil as he did.
What she wanted was to fight alongside him, not to be blindly protected.
“I know, I think the same way you do.” Su Qilu thought for a moment and said softly, “So, you must also remember that if I ever find myself in the same situation as you, you must do what you want me to do.”
"good."
Hearing this, Mu Qingyun smiled with satisfaction.
She knew that her man was in the same mindset as her, and that he would not look down on her or break her wings in the name of protection.
The fighter jet flew back to the military academy. When Su Qiluo arrived at the academy gate, he reached out and waved, retrieving the fighter jet back into his bracelet.
As soon as the two returned, they went to the villa.
At the villa entrance, Dr. and Su Zhou were standing there waiting. As soon as they saw them, the two immediately walked over.
"Why did you two come back together?"
"Your Majesty, are you injured?"
Mu Qingyun looked at the two of them and raised her chin, "Let's go inside first and talk about it."
......
In fact, Mu Qingyun's escape method was a risky attempt at the last minute.
She didn't have time to treat the wound on her hand and wanted to get out of there first, but before Chrisson and the others left, they sealed off all the exits, so she couldn't escape at all.
In her final moments, she thought of her fire.
Samadhi True Fire is much more powerful than ordinary fire, so she simply unleashed her fire power to the maximum extent, creating several rings of flames around herself.
As it turned out, her idea was correct.
The explosion from the disintegration of the fighter jet was blocked by the protective ring of flames around her, but the protective ring could only prevent the force of the explosion; she had no ability to stop the flames that followed.
In the instant of the explosion, she ran out of the flames without stopping. Although her body, clothes and hair were burned, she managed to escape.
Although I was injured and looked rather disheveled, at least I'm still alive.
When she ran out of the flames, her clothes were already on fire. Although she managed to put out the fire with great effort, her clothes were burned so badly that they could barely cover her vital parts.
So, despite her injuries, she found someone who had been crushed to death, borrowed their coat, and went back to where she found Su Qiluo, which is how she appeared before him.
"Your Majesty has suffered." Su Zhou lowered his eyes. Given Mu Qingyun's status in her era, she didn't need to do such dangerous things. She could have formulated strategies like Mu Jingfeng does now, without having to go to the front lines.
But when he brought Mu Qingyun from another world, all he did was give her a noble status, which brought her no other benefits. Instead, she was constantly embroiled in all sorts of troubles. Moreover, this noble status was something His Majesty earned himself in the end.
"It's nothing. How are those people? Have they been settled?" Mu Qingyun shook her head and asked about the people she had rescued.
“They are doing well. The generals and lieutenant generals have all returned. We spoke with the relevant director about this, and he has already made arrangements for everyone,” Su Zhou looked at her, smiled, and said with a look of relief. “Moreover, the director did not reprimand us for our rash action; he even praised us.”
"That's good." She nodded knowingly, then turned her gaze to Su Qiluo, who was examining the wound on her arm. "What were the results of your meeting?"
When suddenly asked, Su Qiluo looked up at her and said, "Everyone has decided to fight with Mytel. We can't back down. If we choose to negotiate this time, it will only make Mytel think we are easy targets."
“That’s right. It should be Mytel who proposes peace talks, not us, and even if they do, we can’t agree to it.”
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