Chapter 93: IBMLS Ch.93 Late-night talks(2)
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Did something else happen that year? Xie Xuanchen was lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, but he wasn't focusing on anything. After the incident, his father was furious when he heard the news and scolded him in front of everyone for being disloyal, that he lost the characteristics needed to be a general. At that time, he was already slumped in extreme depression and lost control after hearing those words. From then on, he was labelled as a person who would create chaos and attempted to kill his own father.
Suddenly, he fell into the dirty mud from the clouds above, if he just lost his power and status, it'll not be that big of a deal, but he couldn't even keep his dignity. His past military exploits were wiped away, and everyone condemned him.
His reputation ruined, his former followers scattered away in a rush, and the former glory he had disappeared, and now, he didn't even have one person that stood by him. For two years, Xie Xuanchen was already used to all this. Everyone was afraid of him and scolded him secretly. No one had ever told him that perhaps something happened back then.
Xie Xuanchen closed his eyes in disgust, and said coldly: "What if something did happen? What if nothing happened? Until now, you still expect everything to be a misunderstanding, and then you would restore the princess's dignity after marrying into the Jin Manor? Then you've married the wrong person, you should go to Xie Xuanji next door."
"Look, you're being like this again." Mu Mingtang sighed, she wasn't angry at him, but she said softly, "I already knew how I would be treated after I married into this manor. In fact, it's better than I thought. It's so much better. I've accepted my fate, but after passing through the door that day, it turned out to be you, you have no idea how grateful I felt for God's grace. Life didn't treat me all too badly. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lived until this day, if it weren't for this marriage, I wouldn't have the opportunity to let you meet me."
Xie Xuanchen still closed his eyes, he was full of malice, and he felt that Mu Mingtang was just trying to make him feel better. As the saying goes, you have to be humble when you're trapped in an inferior situation. She knows what's happening. Now she's in the Qiyang Manor, she wasn't praising him. In reality, she must be feeling regretful of her choice.
Xie Xuanchen was full of malice in his heart right now, and he didn't want to listen at all, but in the end, Mu Mingtang's every word flowed right into his ears.
In the end, Mu Mingtang said that if it weren't for this marriage, they wouldn't have a chance to get to know each other, and Xie Xuanchen seemed to be hit by a hammer in his heart. If she really didn't regret, was she looking forward to their future?
In the darkness, Mu Mingtang couldn't see Xie Xuanchen's expression. She just saw that Xie Xuanchen kept quiet, so she took it for herself: "Right is right, wrong is wrong, good people also make mistakes, and bad people aren't entirely evil. People should judge everything based on what's right and wrong, and think about it objectively. If you didn't do it, then you didn't. No matter who you are, they shouldn't accuse you this way."
Silence fell again. After a long time, Mu Mingtang felt that Xie Xuanchen wouldn't answer her, but she suddenly heard a soft sigh: "I don't know."
He doesn't know, his hands were already tainted red when he woke up, and everyone he could see were surrounded in a pool of blood. He walked out of the camp, and everyone looked at him as if they saw a ghost.
He didn't know whether those people who followed him through thick and thin, who blocked swords for him, fought in wars with him, his comrades who went through all the tough situations with him, who sacrificed themselves for him, did they all die in his hands.
After Xie Xuanchen finished speaking, he didn't move for a long time. He recalled the blood red scene that day, the color of blood pierced through his eyes. Whenever Xie Xuanchen thought of the scene from that day, he would lose control and go mad, but this time, when he was fighting againts the blood-red devil, he suddenly felt a hand on his arm. This hand was soft and skinny, a subtle warmth channeled through, the hand felt like it was looking around, and finally found the position of his hand: "I believe you. You've only known me for a month, and you would stand up for me, regardless of your health condition, let alone the soldiers and adjutants who have followed you around for many years. You wouldn't."
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