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Chapter 459 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 45
Hearing the playful tone, Mo Lan's face flashed with sadness. He wanted to hide the wound, but was held down by Man Luo.

The girl's slender fingertips just pressed on his blood-oozing wound, with merciless force, a tingling sensation instantly came from the palm of her hand.

Mo Lan just lowered her eyes and let her pinch them.

The appearance of not resisting and letting her deal with her casually made Man Luo's eyes shine.

The usually stern general suddenly behaved so well, it really made her feel a little reluctant to bully him.

Taking out the handkerchief from her sleeve, she lowered her head and wiped away the blood on the man's palm: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Lan was stunned by her series of movements, and it took her a long time to say in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt."

As long as she can relieve her anger, anything is fine.

Man Luo chuckled, lowered his head and kissed the palm, the soft touch made Mo Lan's fingers curl up slightly.

A kiss as light as a feather made him flattered, and a glimmer of hope gradually ignited in his desolate heart. Mo Lan raised his eyes, and the light in his eyes could not be extinguished: "You...forgive me?"

"Forgive? How can it be so easy."

Man Luo looked up at Mo Lan, with a heartless smile on his lips: "General, a kiss means nothing."

The cold words made Mo Lan's heart sink again. He watched the girl walk out of the room, took a deep breath, and followed her up.
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through the streets.

The two always kept a distance from each other.

Until Mo Lan realized the direction Man Luo was going, his eyes froze.

But after a while, Man Luo had already stood still outside the courtyard wall of the General's Mansion. She glanced back at Mo Lan who was filled with surprise, then slowly curled her lips, and jumped in with ease.

The door was pushed open rudely, and she unceremoniously entered the room and occupied Mo Lan's room. Facing Mo Lan's unblinking gaze, Man Luo lazily leaned against the bed: "What should I do, I'm used to it. The emperor, there is no one around to wait on you, so it's hard to get used to it."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Lan had already knelt down and carefully took off her shoes and socks.

That gentle and pampering look made Man Luo startled slightly, she smiled suddenly, lay on her back in the quilt and sighed comfortably: "I want to sleep here, General Mo, don't you mind?"

Feeling that the indifference and coldness in the girl's tone finally dissipated, Mo Lan's eyes were sad and gentle, he subconsciously reached out to brush the girl's long hair, but after thinking of the stiff relationship between the two, he restrained his hand back .

"I don't mind."

"Where does the general sleep?"

"Chen... guard Your Majesty."

When Mo Lan said guarding, she really guarded meticulously.

No matter when Manro opened his eyes, he could always see his standing figure.

Originally, she just wanted to tease Mo Lan, but after touching the soft bedding, she didn't want to wake up. Her body was already weak after detoxification, so Man Luo yawned and fell asleep slowly.

Mo Lan stood quietly by the bed, listening to the girl's gradually steady breathing, he moved to the girl's side.

Carefully peeling off the girl's messy hair with his fingers, he became shorter and knelt on one knee beside the bed.Looking at the girl's pale face, Mo Lan couldn't help but frown in distress.

The first princess of Chu State, Chu Qingyuan.

She should be the most honorable princess of the Chu Kingdom, and she should grow up in the palace without any worries.

But the news of her death was reported in Chu State ten years ago.

Even in these years, no one has seen her or known her existence.

Unexpectedly, she was always treated as Chu Qingchen's substitute.

Think of her neat skills on the battlefield.

And the poison in her body.

In the past ten years, how has she survived.What kind of past can make a delicate princess become so thorough.

(End of this chapter)