Without using other people's hands, Xue Wuchi ignored the confusion of the guards and Shi Hu, rejected the servant's kindness, directly carried Nangong Chenli back to the bedroom, and carefully pulled out the arrow from Nangong Chenli's body.

Last time, Nangong Chenli was injured, he didn't want to see Nangong Chenli sick, so he had to pretend to be busy and escaped, but this time he couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape, it seemed impossible to blindly avoid some things .

"Uh...it hurts." Nangong Chenli frowned, and Xue Wuchi really slowed down the movements of his hands, the always cold man also has a gentle side.

Carefully changed the wound medicine, and when Nangong Chenli put on his clothes, he accidentally saw the intertwined scars on his back, and rubbed them gently with his fingertips with some sighs. These wounds were made by himself. In order to save Qin Yifeng, he had to do this...

"Nangong Chenli, it would be great if you weren't her son. Nangong Chenli, why did this king meet you in this situation? If we met later or didn't meet in that unbearable wedding, you said we would still change Is it like this now?"

Gently reaching out and caressing Nangong Chenli's half-ruined face on the left side with a big rough hand, a pity flashed in Xue Wuchi's usually emotionless eyes.

The fire must have been huge back then, and Nangong Chenli must have been in pain back then.A fire killed Nangong Chenli's mother and burned his face, but no one cared about his thoughts.

When Nangong Chenli woke up, everyone looked at Nangong Chenli's injured face with sympathy, and everyone was talking about Nangong Chenli's ugliness.

Have you ever thought about the pain of Nangong Chenli who survived the fire... Thinking of this, the pity in Xue Wuchi's eyes is even heavier, but...

This was the first time that Xue Wuchi looked at Nangong Chenli like this, and it was also the first time that Xue Wuchi analyzed his mood in front of Nangong Chenli.

Wrong identities, wrong encounters, the grievances of the previous generation, and the struggle between brothers, all these seem to revolve around Nangong Chenli.

"If you weren't her son, if it weren't for the emperor's insulting wedding ceremony, maybe you would be the most suitable male concubine for this king. You are brave and smart, but Zhili refuses to accept your fate. It's a pity..." Sighing somewhat regrettably, Xue Wuchi glanced at Nangong Chenli again, got up and walked towards the gate.

When he walked to the door, Xue Wuchi turned his head, knowing that Nangong Chenli couldn't hear him, but Yiyi said something

"Nangong Chenli, you're not ugly..." Turning around and leaving, he said that because he knew that Nangong Chenli would not be able to hear him.

At this time, Nangong Chenli had been in a coma, and hadn't heard Xue Wuchi's sudden self-analysis at all. He was always depressed about how he would save that cold-blooded man without hesitation... He didn't understand, I really don't understand.

Two people who are attracted to each other meet by mistake, how cruel God made them meet in that way, but let them be attracted to each other.

"Love Hurt", can a hurt heart love again? "Love Injury", can the dead love be reborn?

With a broken heart, a broken heart, is it possible for Nangong Chenli to fall in love with Xue Wuchi again?Can Xue Wuchi let go of everything?

The moon was already deep, and the moon gently shone on Nangong Chenli's face, on the face of the troubled man, soothing his wounded heart gently and carefully...

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