Wen Xinya didn't say much, and raised her disfigured hand to make tea, her movements were gentle and elegant. Whether it was her every move or her words, it showed the noble elegance of a woman who had lived in the deep palace for a long time. She was indeed more steady than Su Mengdie and more suitable to sit on the phoenix chair.

Xiao Gengzi witnessed all this, and he had no affection for Wen Xinya at all. Who would like her in this palace with a little conscience? If it weren't for her, the Empress wouldn't be heartbroken.

Fu Yunche finally rubbed his eyebrows, took the tea handed over by the woman, and asked back with a sneer: "Some people and some things, once they give up, there is no possibility of recovery!"

"Haha, yes, I left because of fear, what about her? Didn't she leave you now?"

"She is not afraid. She can rush into the enemy camp with Lin'er for the sake of me. She will not complain to me. Even if I tell her that as long as you want, I will marry you, she will not abandon me because of a moment of anger. She never thinks about herself, cares about the world, stands on the same line as me, and never retreats in the face of the storm!" After that, she looked at the woman with a self-deprecating look.

That look, as if asking, ‘And you, can you?’

Wen Xinya smiled instead of anger: "Ache is still blaming me!"

"Wen Xinya, have you really loved me?"

The woman pinched the teacup tightly, thought for a while before nodding: "It was because she loved you so much that she had to leave. Ache, as you said, once you missed it, it will never be able to recover it, so don't save it, let it go, as long as you can really be happy, that's great!"

The protruding Adam's apple rolled vigorously, the hawk's eyes closed, and then stood up and pulled the woman to hug her tightly, saying hoarsely: "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, you don't have to care about me, Ache, let me go back to Daling Palace!" Her ghostly cheeks were soaked with tears, and she sighed that the sky loved to tease people too much.

Fu Yunche widened the distance between the two, rubbed the water stains with his thumb, and shook his head: "Don't worry, I will not let anyone bully you anymore. This is what I owe you. From now on, you will stay by my side. I will satisfy you whatever I need. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lived today!"

"Aren't you afraid that she will misunderstand?"

"I will convince her, Ya'er, have you seen it? I took Canglin. Our dream was just to eradicate the slander. Now, my dream is this great river and mountain, the entire Kaiyuan Continent!" He turned around and walked to the door, looked outside with his hands behind his back and curled his lips. He was no longer the boy who could be bullied.

Looking at Fu Yunche like this, Wen Xinya laughed: "A Che has changed a lot!" Why always remind her that everything has changed? Seeing the man stunned, she raised her head and walked towards the door: "I wish your dream come true!"

Fu Yunche smiled and watched the lonely shadow disappear. Ten years, ten years, all changed.

"Miss Wen, in fact, I have a way to make your Majesty rehabilitate with you!" An Cheng'er was anxious to come up with an idea. Why didn't Miss Wen ask Your Majesty to give her a title just now? Your Majesty obviously felt ashamed of her, so use this relationship to climb up.

"Oh? What's the solution?"

"After returning to the palace, you will be as critically ill as last time, your Majesty will naturally continue to take care of you, but you will fall in love over time!"

Wen Xinya sneered, then continued to move forward deafly.

Monk An Chenger was confused. Is this proposal not good? Why disdain it? Or is Wen Xinya better able to win back the Sacred Heart? It must be that the days of making a name for themselves are close.
Chapter completed!