The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Song Xuanlin was originally lowering his head to scoop up some food, preparing to feed Rong Sheng the second bite.

But when he heard the sudden words in his ears, he was caught off guard and his whole body was shocked.

The hand holding the rice spoon suddenly froze beside the bowl.

It turned out that she had already understood his feelings.

That day in the Chidan military camp, she also guessed what he hadn't had time to say.

"so......"

Song Xuanlin's breath quickened unconsciously, and his chest began to beat. "You should know that I have been attracted to you for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Sheng felt the temperature around him rising rapidly.

Her fair cheeks instantly turned red like fire, and even her breathing became hot.

"So when did you start to like me?"

She wanted to control her emotions that were surging like the waves of the ocean.

But facing Song Xuanlin's deep and burning eyes, she found it difficult to remain calm, and her voice was intermittent.

"That's very early."

Song Xuanlin's eyes slowly misted up when he heard this, and his voice had long since become low and hoarse, "It's so long ago that I can't even remember when it started."

He coughed lightly, trying not to let the sobs in his throat clog up, "Maybe it was the elegant manner in which you danced with a sword in the woods while wearing a red dress."

"Maybe it's the dashing image of you, with your spear on your back, heading off to the battlefield."

"Or maybe..."

Song Xuanlin took a deep breath, and a crystal teardrop was already hanging in the corner of his eye. "In the secret passage of Jing'an Palace, you stood in front of me without hesitation and had a resolute look in your eyes."

The words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time were suddenly vented out, but Song Xuanlin did not feel relieved at the moment.

He looked up at Rong Sheng cautiously, his eyes becoming dim and bright.

In fact, he was a little scared.

He was afraid that Rong Sheng would never have him in her heart.

I was afraid that she would be scared away by my long-buried feelings.

But just as he was moving his lips, hesitant to speak, Rong Sheng, with red eyes, tightly grasped his hand.

Feeling the soft palm of his beloved, Song Xuanlin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his empty heart seemed to be filled at this moment.

"Yun'er..."

"Xuanlin, I understand everything."

Rong Sheng opened her red lips slightly, and there was emotion and confidence in her trembling voice.

What is touching is that in these two lives, Song Xuanlin has only had her in his heart.

Even if she changed her appearance or identity, he would be able to find her in the end.

What is certain is that she wanted to wait until everything is over before opening her heart to Song Xuanlin.

But now in this world, she has experienced countless lives and deaths.

She also suddenly realized that if revenge was the only thing left in her heart, then if she were to live again in this world, she would be nothing more than a puppet controlled by hatred.

I have let down the favor of fate and the body of the original owner.

She had let down the man in front of her who had loved her deeply in two lifetimes.

As a line of hot tears flowed down his cheeks, Rong Sheng couldn't help but hold Song Xuanlin's angular cheeks with both hands: "I also hope you can understand that I love you deeply in my heart."

Her tone was as gentle as a breeze, but to Song Xuanlin, it was like a bolt of thunder.

"Yun'er, are you really, are you really in love with me?"

"It's true. I was so busy fighting on the battlefield that I forgot to stop and look back."

Rong Sheng nodded heavily and gently wiped away the tears from Song Xuanlin's eyes, "That's why I almost missed you."

The words of the person in front of him struck Song Xuanlin's heart word by word.

The deep love also poured out like a flood.

He couldn't hold back any longer and held Rong Sheng tightly in his arms.

The two are very close to each other and seem to be in love even more in the small wooden house.

The temperature gradually rose and Song Xuanlin's breathing became more rapid.

He first pressed his lips against Rong Sheng's small, round earlobe.

Feel the gentle breathing of the person in my arms.

He wasn't going to give up.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, completely concealing the lust burning in his eyes.

Song Xuanlin tasted along Rong Sheng's delicate jaw, all the way to her smooth and white shoulders.

"Xuan Lin..."

In my ears, I could hear Rong Sheng's heavier breathing.

She had lived for more than thirty years in both lives, but there was nothing in her experience of matters between men and women.

Song Xuanlin's touch was like a spark, igniting everything it touched.

The half-exposed white shoulders were slowly soaked with sweat, and Rong Sheng buried her head weakly in Song Xuanlin's neck.

Song Xuanlin lovingly embraced Rong Sheng's slender body and continued to crawl on her.

"Squeak-"

Until the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, Song Xuanlin was forced to stop before he reached the most critical step.

The two of them immediately put their clothes in order as quickly as possible.

And the next second, the person outside the door walked in slowly.

"It seems that you have almost rested."