Bewitching prince my husband

A hundred elite soldiers, no matter how powerful they are, how can they defeat eight thousand ruthless bandits completely unscathed?Of his one hundred elite soldiers, less than half remained in the end, they were the dead guards he had trained all his life!That was his last lifeblood!

Without the hundred elite soldiers, who should protect his safety?

Originally, two fists were hard to beat with many hands, although this time the task of suppressing the bandits was considered completed, and the eight thousand bandits could be wiped out with one hundred elite soldiers by him, but the price was also heavy.

Even Chi Zhonghan himself was seriously injured.

He was attacked by those shameless bastards and failed once or twice. There are so many of them!With a total of 8000 people, there are always a few successes.

Even though he was still wounded, he didn't waste a moment, and even bandaged the visible bone wounds at will, and then rushed back day and night.

Not for anything else, just to come back as soon as possible and return to my side──

It was less than a day's journey away from Chidu City. It was an uninhabited mountain stream, and he was ambushed with only a few guards.Those are all enemies who come prepared, and they are all masters who insist on killing him──

Among the several guards, there was only one left, that is the resolute man.

Even if Chi Zhonghan was wounded by knives and arrows, or even poisoned on the wound, he still wiped out dozens of black-clothed enemies with high martial arts skills alone. He even changed his old habit of keeping alive and tortured, and wiped out directly.

According to rumors, it was the work of Luo Sha. Just one person killed dozens of masters in half a day. There has never been such a thing in the world...

Because, he hurried back to the palace──

So, when he was seriously injured and rushed back to the palace day and night, he, who was on the verge of collapse, looked for me in the house──

"My lord...he was already unconscious at that time, but he didn't want to fall down because he couldn't see you, wangfei."

Finally, the resolute man said a word.

Holding Chi Zhonghan's hand, it tightened a little bit, and the palm of his hand was covered with sweat.

Is he, who is known to be unconscious, still attached to me?He refused to faint until he saw me... because he was worried about me and couldn't let me go!

Swallowing a breath with difficulty, I turned to the resolute guard, "Your injury is not serious, go down and recuperate!" Looking at his pale face like that of Chi Zhonghan on the couch, the only difference is that he is still maintaining his sobriety. while Chi Zhonghan was still unconscious.

"...Yes." Seeing that he couldn't last much longer, even though Han Mo Diao had treated him, if he didn't listen to his orders to take a good rest, it would be difficult for him to recover.

After watching the imperial doctor help the man out, I looked away again and looked at Chi Zhonghan's face, which was still pale and bloodless, even though it was still so beautiful and enchanting.

"Han, have I ever told you that you are really amazing... you prop up a free sky for me, and you use your best to prop up a tranquility that others cannot do..."

In the room, there will always be my whispers.

Chi Zhonghan didn't wake up until the ninth day.

The long eyebrows trembled slightly, I thought I was delusional; the thin and beautiful pupils slipped, I thought I was dazzled... When he slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes and looked at me, I felt Tears fell.

The tears I had been holding back for nine days finally broke like a dike, and the tears kept flowing.

The pale and cold hand slowly lifted up, and gently wiped away the tears on my face. The voice was very gentle: "My Tuo'er... is she crying for me?"

His voice was so weak that it was more ethereal than a breeze.

I nodded emphatically, answering his question.The voice was stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it out, and I couldn't stop the tears from breaking down the embankment. My eyes were blurred, and I desperately wanted to open them as wide as possible, so that I could see the man in front of me clearly, and catch the eyes that always stared at me passionately. .

"If you cry again, you will really cry like a river." Chi Zhonghan said with a smile, his voice was stronger than before.

Grabbing his hand and sticking it to my face, I sucked it for a long time, and managed to utter a sentence: "...I, I didn't cry."

Chi Zhonghan's hand was gently stroking my face, his eyes never left me for a moment, and there were things in his sentimental pupils that I couldn't understand.

"...I dreamed that we were holding hands all the time." He said, he said softly, he said gently and sadly with his thoughts.

"We are still holding hands." He was relieved.

I looked at him, and forgot to shed tears. His melancholy face and his sad words kept circling in my mind—we are still holding...hands.

I grabbed his hand, "Yes, I will never let go of your hand for the rest of my life, absolutely not!" For some reason, I became frightened, and I was so frightened that I yelled out the words.

However, there was a faint smile on Chi Zhonghan's pale and coquettish face.

Chi Zhonghan fell into a coma again, when Han Mo Diao came for a re-examination, he said that he was just weak and nothing serious, he would wake up tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, after I sent Han Mo Diao away, I went back to the house and looked at the man who was not sleeping peacefully on the bed, feeling inexplicably sad in my heart.

"Han, what happened to you...are we going to face something..."

The days pass quickly like a horse passing by.

Chi Zhonghan's spirit is also slowly recovering, and his injury is recovering rapidly. He was almost healed in a month or two after being injured for several months.

It's just that he doesn't remember at all the fact that he woke up once in the middle.

I was uneasy, always a little apprehensive, and I looked for opportunities to ask him if something was going to happen, he always smiled and hugged me, kissing me until I forgot all the questions I wanted to ask, and then he let go of me reluctantly.

Sure enough, he still has something to hide from me, and he doesn't want me to know something.

Human, how can it be done──Laughing at the world's idiocy and anger?

I can't.I am still deeply immersed in the world of mortals, unable to extricate myself, obsessed with obsession.

"Han, what's the name of that resolute guard?" I asked casually in boredom. He was one of the 37 people who survived facing more than [-] gangsters with Chi Zhonghan; Among the eight guards of Zhonghan, the only one survived.

I am still grateful to him.

"Why do you ask this?" Chi Zhonghan jumped up from the bed directly, flashing towards him like a gust of wind, with a bad tone.Rolling your eyes, "Your guard, I don't even know the name, isn't it too strange?"

Maybe he thought my words were reasonable, so Chi Zhonghan replied: "His name is Wuhen, one of the four guards...you usually see him but you don't ask about it, why did you become interested at this time?" rest assured.

"Do the four guards mean Feixue, Wuyan, Wuqing, and this Wuhen?" As the four guards, they can all be allowed to be surnamed Leng.