He took off her outer shirt, revealing the aqua-blue embroidered bellyband underneath. The color made her already fair skin look as tender and sweet as a newborn baby's.

Then, she took off her wet trousers and discovered that her slender and tight legs were covered in scars, scratches one after another, and there was almost no good spot.

This is when she fell off the cliff and hit a branch and

Murong Canghai took the warm water handkerchief and lowered his head to wipe the water drops on her body. Her body was full of tenderness under his palm.

From beginning to end, he didn't do anything inappropriate to her.

"..." A mocking snort came from Su Yueming's mouth, and Murong Canghai heard it.

"I hate you." She said, her words so firm, "Why wasn't you the one who died?"

Murong Canghai finished changing her clothes and left a warning, "Don't seek death, or you will have the chance to continue to hate me."

"Take me to see his body." She grabbed his sleeve and requested.

Murong Canghai lowered his head, looked at her hand, and said, "You can't read anything about him. I'm afraid that if you do, you will remember him for the rest of your life."

With that said, he walked out.

Su Yueming covered her haggard and sad face, and cold tears fell from her fingers. Her heart felt as if thousands of troops had stepped on it, and her internal organs were so painful that they were broken.

After a while, the doctor accompanying the army came in with Maduo. The doctor routinely diagnosed her pulse, checked her injuries, and said——

"Fortunately, when he fell off the cliff, the prince grabbed the girl and let her rest on him. The girl was fine. It's just that the girl needs to take good care of her legs. Don't walk around anymore for fear of falling.

Hidden diseases and the like.”

It turned out that her life was saved by Murong Canghai after all, but so what, it was in exchange for the prince's life.

The doctor saw that Su Yueming always had a cold face and no expression, so he couldn't say anything more. He wrote a list and gave it to Maduo, asking her to cook the medicine according to the instructions from the superior and take good care of her.

After the heavy rain, the world was cleansed by the power of nature, and the smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated. Su Yueming understood that not only these smells, but also this protracted war and the people who died in the war would soon...

Forgotten by history, only the victorious king will be remembered.

The world is so cruel and unfair.

The Qin army was victorious, and the name of the King of Beiyuan once again shocked the world.

Su Yueming heard that the emperor fainted on the dragon throne when he heard the news of the crown prince's defeat, and the court was in chaos.

Thinking of the prince, those Zhou generals who died in the battle, and the bloody battlefield, Su Yueming couldn't sleep day and night.

After she woke up, Murong Canghai only rested for one day before leading the army on the road again. She was carried into a luxurious carriage, and the wind and sun outside could not harm her at all.

In addition to Maduo, there were four more people who took turns taking care of her. All of these people were low-key and silent.

Along the way, the victorious troops of Qin soldiers were cheering and full of joy of victory. All this was in sharp contrast to the thick conspiracy on Su Yueming's face.

She walked for three days and three nights in a daze. Except for occasionally looking out the window, she never said a word. Murong Canghai came over three times every morning, noon and evening, but she never looked at him.

On the fourth day, the comfortable days were over, and a disaster suddenly struck.

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