Chapter 910: Don't cherish yourself

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Nan Rong Huaian listened to Feng Sufei's childish words and sighed helplessly in his heart, he squeezed his brows.
I don't know why, when he faced Feng Sufei, he always felt helpless and felt that he couldn't help her.
Feng Sufei watched Nan Rong Huaian's gesture of frowning, and then hesitantly, "I gave you a headache? I didn't mean it."
"You didn't kill Si Jueshen, but you made yourself like this. Don't bear it if it hurts."
Feng Sufei's expression moved, this was the first time someone told her, don't bear it.
"I don't hurt, how do you know I didn't kill Si Jueshen?"
Nan Rong Huai An shook his head and touched Su Fei's hair. "You, personality changes, sometimes a child. If Si Zhuangshen really does happen, the signal siren of the whole city will sound. Do you think you can stay here so peacefully? "
Feng Sufei's eyes flickered. "Is that also true when the Queen died?"
She only remembered her soberness as a queen, and she didn't know what happened after her death.
"The whole country honked, and then the battle for power turned into a battle for the dark. Many people are unwilling to fight for power, but they are also reluctant to watch country h become a battlefield. The injured will be the people. Came out, and after fighting and division, Country H became what it is now. "
Feng Sufei's heart sank, feeling that it was all her responsibility.
She has a responsibility to make country h unify again.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Sufei continued: "Although I did not kill Si Jueshen, I also injured him. His injury is definitely heavier than me, and it hurts more than me. If you have the ability, send someone to kill him . "
Nan Rong Huai An's eyes flashed, I don't know how to tell Feng Sufei something, "If Si Jueshen really kills so well, he won't live to this day. You shot him tonight, and his defense returned It will continue to strengthen, but ... "
Feng Sufei's eyes brightened, "But what?"
"Consult me ​​before you do anything in the future. After all, I'm still your husband."
"But I want to discuss with you, are you sure you won't let me go out?"
Nan Rong Huaian heard this sentence, silently.
Feng Sufei clutched the wound and said, "So I won't tell you."
"I think about things from the perspective of your safety, you just don't care about your body."
"I cherish my body. I'm fine and I haven't died. At most, I've been injured.
Feng Sufei was so indifferent to herself that she was still mad at Nan Rong Huaian.
Nan Rong Huai'an felt that no matter how good his temper was, he was angered by Feng Sufei.
He took a deep breath and settled down before suppressing that emotion. "You don't really hurt."
Feng Sufei didn't speak, she lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled, covering the desolation and sadness of her eyes.
Every time she thinks about her death as a queen, those blood and shadow guards' bloodthirsty protection, she can't cherish herself.
As long as it's not lifeless, and it hurts, she's going to get revenge.
This time, it is not that nothing has been gained. Si Jueshen was seriously injured this time. She will continue to shoot, and she will not stop until she is killed.
Nan Rong Huai'an could not sit by and ignore Feng Sufei, so he called a professional doctor.
The man also crawled in through the window, and redressed Feng Sufei to dress the wound.