In the east wing of King Jin's mansion, the people came in and out. The clothes they brought out were red, and the pots of water they brought out were also red.

It took Zi Yu a long time to treat countless wounds on Huan Feng's body, but because of excessive blood loss, Zi Yu was not sure when he would wake up, so he could only use various magical medicines to try his best to restore his vitality.

Murong Jue sat alone in the yard, motionless. He had been maintaining this position for a long time.

Cheng Yu stood not far behind him and kept watching him. Cheng Yu knew that he must be more painful than anyone else now.

Cheng Yu sighed slightly, stepped forward and sat down in front of him.

"Master, you sat there all night and didn't drink a sip of water. Last night, you consumed so much true energy for Mr. Huanfeng. If you continue like this, your body will be praised. I'll help you prepare something to eat and bring it over?"

Murong Jue looked up at him, and after a while, he shook his head, "No need!" Because he didn't speak for a long time, his voice became hoarse and dry.

Cheng Yu felt reluctant, "Master, please don't do this, okay? Mr. Zi Yu has already said that Mr. Huanfeng will wake up, it's just a matter of time. Don't blame yourself. Mr. Huanfeng is not a stingy person, he won't blame me."

Murong Jue pulled out a bitter smile, "But I can't forgive myself! For six years, I claimed that I knew him better than anyone in this world, but in the end, I was deceived so easily, wronged him and insulted him like that!" Thinking of his way to Huan Feng last night, Murong Jue closed his eyes in pain, and after a while, the pain in his eyes did not recede at all, "Cheng Yu, do you think I am the stupidest and stupidest person in the world? I clearly arranged for the Shadow Guard to follow him and protect him at all times. As long as I ask any of them, I will know the truth. But I forgot to ask. No, no, I shouldn't ask them at all. Asking them is an insult to Xiao Feng's personality! He who I know is impossible to do such a thing."

"Master, they are clearly trying to lie to you, and you can't help it." Although Cheng Yu was also worried about Huan Feng, he felt sorry for Murong Jue. In fact, he knew better than anyone else. Murong Jue really cared about Huan Feng. Otherwise, he, a person who likes to travel around, would not stay in the capital for most of the year. Otherwise, he, a person who has never liked to practice martial arts, would always go with Huan Feng to compete with swords regularly. Otherwise, he would not use the shadow guards he never used to protect Huan Feng, and in order not to make Huan Feng unhappy, he never mentioned it.

It was precisely because he knew how important Huan Feng was in Murong Jue's heart that the Shadow Guard came back and forth last night and said that when Huan Feng met Fu, they received Murong Jue's order and did not dare to help, Cheng Yu was really shocked. In Cheng Yu's memory, Murong Jue had never been angry with Huan Feng, let alone such a heartless order because he was angry.

Cheng Yu knew how regretful Murong Jue was. His momentary aura caused Huan Feng to be so seriously injured and almost died. Why didn't he blame him?

But the other party clearly grabbed his fatal hole, Shangguan Wenxin!

Six years ago, she died of dying from his labor, which became a pain for Murong Jue throughout his life. He always regretted why he insisted on having a child. If he didn't want it, Shangguan Wenxin would not die. So over the years, he has been in self-blame.

After six years, Shangguan Wenxin suddenly came back. Even if there were many doubts, he was unwilling to think about it. The only thing he wanted to do was to make up for the mistakes he had made six years ago, and to cherish that woman and never let her be hurt again.

So when he saw her being hurt like that, he went crazy, and the person who hurt her was Huan Feng! Rather than being angry at that time, he was disappointed. The murderer who hurt his beloved woman was actually Huan Feng who he had always cared about. That feeling of disappointment was far more serious than Shangguan Wenxin's anger that was hurt by others.

But the other party knew that he would be in chaos and turned against Huan Feng, so that they could seize the opportunity to put Huan Feng to death.

Murong Jue is wrong! But the authorities are confused and bystanders are clear. Who can say that he will not make such a mistake in his position?

Since that day, Murong Jue has been guarding Huanfeng forever, but Huanfeng has never woken up for three days.

"Xiaofeng, wake up quickly. Will I accompany you to practice swordsmanship? In the past, every time you asked me to practice swordsmanship, I would push and stop. I won't know how to do it anymore. As long as you want to compete, I will accompany you. Wake up quickly, I beg you!"

But no matter how he called, the people in the bed never responded.

Murong Jue grabbed his hand and gently lie down. Looking at his pale face without any blood, the scene from six years ago gradually emerged in his mind.

It was a time that was extremely painful for him. Every day, when he closed his eyes, Xin'er's figure would appear in his mind. So he said he was sick and saw no one, so he hid in Lingtai Temple and followed the abbot to practice. He hoped to calm himself down. But after a few months, the pain did not decrease at all.

He was a little upset that day, thinking that the so-called Buddhism can resolve all sufferings in time is a lie, so he planned to fight with the abbot to vent his dissatisfaction. But the abbot was not there.

He was not discouraged, and he was wandering around the Fourth Middle School in nothing. Suddenly he heard two little novice monks saying that there were a lay disciple of the abbot living on Hongye Mountain next to him. He suddenly had a whim and felt that he was discouraged when he found the abbot and went to find his disciple. So he went.

It was really autumn at that time, and the whole red leaf mountain was full of red and beautiful, not as beautiful as the world.

He saw Huanfeng in a fiery red maple forest. At that time, Huanfeng was only twelve years old. She was pink and tender. She was wearing snow-white clothes, and only her hair and eyes were shiny.

He was practicing swordsmanship at that time. A twelve-year-old child was not as good as a sword, but his moves were agile and elegant, which made people feel pleasing to the eye.

"Are you the apprentice of that old guy?" He walked over with a sword in his arms, and never thought that this was just a child, and that he would scare him like this. He was irritated and could not think of those things at all.

Huanfeng put away his sword and turned to look at him. His eyes were as shiny as a gem and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Who are you? Why are you disrespectful to my master?"

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