The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

I always feel that this tone is a bit serious.

Just when she was frowning and about to say something, Xie Cheng, who was looking down, suddenly raised his eyes, showed a clean smile without any emotion, and said in a clear voice, "I was joking with Ah Fu, but There is no intention of forcing marriage."

Although I didn't want to tie her up with other things, I still couldn't help it while sitting here.

Xie Cheng hated his mouth very much. He didn't say so many inappropriate things in the past. Why was it that when he came in front of her, he didn't say anything at all.

Jiang Fu glanced at him, his eyes fell on his legs, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Cheng was pulled out of his trance, looked at her with a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a minor injury."

As if he was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he added, "I have been injured more seriously than this before, and I have bled much more than this. This is really nothing."

Swords and swords on the battlefield will naturally not be uninjured.

Jiang Fu nodded slightly and asked, "Are you still hungry? Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Xie Cheng's eyebrows were curved like an ink painting, his knuckled hand fell on his abdomen, and he said with a smile, "No, I'm full."

She has been in Yandu before, and has never encountered such a thing.

He was injured again and lost so much blood. How could any little girl not be afraid when she saw this?

You should rest early.

Jiang Fu nodded again. The candlelight in the room flickered and fell on the little girl's fair face, adding a light golden edge to her petite outline. Her wrists were extremely slender and fell on the clothes, as if she was thinking about something. Things were normal, his fingers scratched at the corners of his clothes helplessly, then he raised his head to look at Xie Cheng and asked:

"Then, is there only one wish?"

Xie Cheng didn't know what she was talking about. He raised his eyes, and the light golden candlelight reflected on his face, making the originally aggressive face look a little gentler, "Huh?"

"What is your wish?" he asked with a smile in his voice, looking at her.

Jiang Fu looked at his brows and eyes with a light smile, pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Am I responsible for the general?"

The smile in those black eyes paused slightly, and they stared into her eyes, as if they were glazed over, "What?"

Jiang Fu stood there, with an extremely slender figure. She looked much smaller than Xie Cheng. She lowered her eyes and seemed to be thinking seriously. She was silent for a few seconds, letting the candlelight around her flicker for a while, and then she said softly, "It's not impossible."

Xie Chengding sat there and didn't react for a long time. His mind was a little confused. He chewed her words over and over before he said cautiously, "Afu means..."

Is that what he meant?

Just as Jiang Fu was about to speak, he heard Xie Cheng reach out his hand and pull the corner of her clothes very gently.

His eyes were bright, and he raised his eyes and asked, "Are you willing to take responsibility for me and give me a title?"

Jiang Fu looked at the face full of surprise but with a hint of caution, pursed his lips, and nodded lightly.

Xie Cheng seemed to be very happy and shook his hand slightly, "Really?"

Before Jiang Fu could give him a definite answer, he smiled and said:

"It must be true. I knew that Ah Fu was not such a cruel person."

"My innocence has been lost to Ah Fu, and Ah Fu will naturally be responsible for me."

Jiang Fu: "..."

She stood there and closed her eyes gently. Her beating heartbeat slowed down, and her nervous clarity also dissipated a lot in an instant.

Not really.

Not really.

His innocence is still there.