CHAPTER 216: CHAPTER 149: WANTING TO GO TO GREAT XIA TO BECOME THE PRINCE CONSORT

After that, Yun Chunnuan’s mind was a complete blank, she knew nothing.

A man’s large hands covered her eyes, and she was taken back to her room.

She was trembling all over, and no matter how Qiao’er tried to comfort her, she couldn’t calm down.

She only heard Auntie Ye tell Qiao’er to burn her clothes completely and prepare bathwater for her.

Afterward, the Barbarian General left.

He had to do the aftermath, she knew.

This person... had to be killed, she also knew.

But knowing is one thing, when that person truly died on the spot because of her words...

It was another story altogether.

Cold, bone-chilling cold.

Even though her body was soaking in hot water, that coldness still seeped in through her bones, permeating her limbs, each inch of skin.

Until, she didn’t know how long had passed, he returned.

She was still soaking in the water, but he had no thoughts of indulgence, using a fluffy cotton cloth, he lifted her small body from the water, wrapped her tightly, and gently placed her on the couch.

Devoted kisses, started from the roots of her hair, landing on every inch of her pale little face.

"Nuannuan, don’t be afraid, don’t be..."

Yelyu Lie saw his delicate girl, those usually sparkling eyes, now like dusty pearls, no longer lively, no longer spirited, his breathing felt... bluntly painful.

His big hands held her trembling small body tightly, infinite regret bound him tightly, unable to break free.

One regret, he shouldn’t have really let her wantonly indulge, he should have stood in front of her, blocking everything for her.

She was so delicate, so soft, how could she face the storm?

But before this... he was thinking, this hurdle had to be crossed sooner or later, might as well as when she first made her appearance, kill the monkey to warn the chickens!

Let those gutter rats hiding in the dark see clearly how arrogant and domineering the Princess of Great Xia is!

Before she had the Emperor of Great Xia protecting her, now at Bianliao, she had him, her husband, protecting her.

She had the capital to be arrogant!

Anyone thinking of making a move on his delicate girl better give up early on!

But...

He overlooked one thing.

His delicate girl, was not the real Seventh Princess of Great Xia, no matter how domineering she appeared, it was all an act for him.

In that world, she was gentle, obedient, a kind little girl willing to use her life to save others.

Killing someone, to him at this moment may not mean much, but for such a girl who cherishes life immensely, how cruel must it be?

Second regret, he shouldn’t have been blinded by the slaughter for a moment, cutting that dog thing right in front of her...

Regret and self-blame, his voice filled with heartache and trembling, "Nuannuan, don’t be afraid, don’t be..."

He wanted to say, such a thing would never happen again, but for her at this moment, it was useless.

Once something happens, it has happened.

No matter how much regret or remorse, it’s of no use.

He could only do everything he could to comfort her now.

Finally, the small one in his arms moved, those blank eyes fell on his face, "I’m not afraid, it’s just..."

She spoke, her breathing gradually became rapid.

The blood that spilled on her face seemed to start to burn hot again.

"I know! I know! Nuannuan, I’m sorry... it was my negligence..."

She shook her head slightly, her soft little hand gently lifted his handsome face full of guilt and self-blame.

Letting out a slow breath, her voice still trembling, "Husband, the first time... the first time... killing a person, is it just as frightening?"

Not fear.

Yun Chunnuan knew, that feeling wasn’t fear.

If she was truly afraid, she wouldn’t have done it.

It was just the feeling inside... how to say it?

That sense of awe towards life, more of a restless anxiety, perhaps.

The person holding her, his broad chest suddenly stiffened, even his breath stopped.

Those amber eyes fell on his delicate girl’s face, feeling even more apologetic and self-reproaching.

How could he have forgotten, the first time he killed someone?

How could he have forgotten, those nightmares, not knowing how much time it took to dispel them?

How could he have killed that dog thing right in front of her?

No matter that it wasn’t even a person!

"Nuannuan, do you want to hear it?" That memory, he had long sealed away.

But for his delicate girl, he was willing to tear it open and face it again.

Seeing her dark eyes, devoid of life, he laughed bitterly, saying: "The first time, it was when I was twelve, the enemy forces had already stormed our camp, I was wielding a knife, dodging left and right.