Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 348 You. Do you hate me very much?

Later, the young girl left after seeing the wound on his leg and never came back for a long time.

He knew that she disliked him and was afraid of becoming disabled, but his emotions were as calm as ice, without the slightest fluctuation, even if she didn't treat his wounds for him, he knew that he would not die.

It was Murong Wan who appeared later——

It really made him—almost died on the spot.

This little thing obviously doesn't know how to treat wounds, and even pulled out the arrow from his leg.

In an instant, he could feel the injury on his leg spread all over his body, and there was no place in his body that was not in pain.

He went from hazy to fully awake.

The girl's stunned expression naturally caught his eyes.

She didn't even look at him, she was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.

When he was in the palace, he also encountered many assassinations by princes and concubines, and he also had wounds of various sizes on his body. He treated them indifferently and never cried out for pain.

The only pain was when the little woman pulled out the arrow.

When the dark guards found him, he was already speechless in pain.

He didn't have the heart to find out who the woman who could be regarded as his savior was.

But the woman who pulled the arrow from his leg and scared her away, even if he ordered someone to dig three feet into the ground, he would cut her out!
It is undeniable.

At first glance, he fell in love with it.

It's that feeling of hate and love.

It was different from the women he had seen.

Some women, no matter how afraid of blood, still have to put up with all resistance to save a living human life in front of her.

She's fine--

Just run away without help!
I am afraid that his death is not thorough enough, so give him another fatal blow!
Murong Wan's expression was a little dull.

Pei Qilian lowered his eyes, glanced at this little face that he loved and hated at the same time, and asked indifferently: "Are you sure you remember?"

Murong Wan blinked, then nodded: "I remember."

At least I probably remembered.

"Throw me, a cripple who is seriously injured and can't move, on the wild mountain, and you won't be afraid that when the wild beasts come, I will be devoured without even bones left?"

Murong Wan shook his head: "At that time, I was only thinking about killing someone, so I had to run quickly."

Pei Qilian: "."

"Besides, I really didn't mean it at the time. The arrow was inserted so deep. My first reaction was that I must have pulled out the arrow first, but who knew, who knew"

As soon as she pulled it out, the blood splashed and couldn't be blocked.

She looked up at him cautiously: "Actually. In fact, I used clothes to block your blood, but I didn't block it because I didn't block it, so I ran."

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It was terrible, it was a horrible experience when she was young, so she kept telling herself that it was a dream.

It must be a dream.

It was also because I was young, and as I grew up, this matter faded away.

If Dong Yinjun hadn't mentioned it suddenly, she wouldn't have remembered it at all.

And when she mentioned it, she still insisted that it was a dream, and it was slowly. Slowly. It wasn't until the man confessed that she knew it wasn't a dream.

It's something that actually happened.

Back then, she did such a stupid thing.
"Do you hate me very much?"

So much that I hate it, and because I hate it, I like it?

Or from the very beginning, he had the purpose of taking revenge on her, and then he took revenge and found out that her life was worse than his, so he fell in love with her instead?
Is love born of hate, or love born of pity?
Or is it pity?

(End of this chapter)