The insidious and cunning eldest prince of Zhao State flashed through Yan Xiaomo's mind.
"Where is your family?"
The smile on Zhao Ziheng's face gradually dissipated, and he turned away, "Three years ago, the Zhao State coup, the whole family of the Houye Mansion was implicated, and I was the only one who survived."
His voice was exceptionally calm, as if he was just telling a very ordinary thing.
Yan Xiaomo felt sad and whispered: "I'm sorry, I don't know."
"You don't need to apologize to me.
It's not your fault.
Besides, I've already caused Zhao to lose 400,000 troops this time."
He said that he was doing it for her and for himself.
Zhao Guo treated him like this.
Even though he was from Zhao Guo, his heart was already filled with hatred.
Yan Xiaomo didn't know what to say.
Ying Zheng was really ruthless enough to kill 400,000 people, and Zhao Ziheng was also ruthless enough to send an army of 400,000 people into the enemy's trap.
These two people are really more ruthless than the other.
"Let's eat first, otherwise the food will get cold."
Yan Xiaomo changed the subject and handed the chopsticks to Zhao Ziheng.
She had no appetite, so she sat aside and watched Zhao Ziheng eat.
I saw that Zhao Ziheng's eating movements were very elegant and unhurried.
It seemed that watching him eat was a matter of enjoyment.
"You should eat some too."
As he said that, Zhao Ziheng had already put a piece of meat to Yan Xiaomo's mouth and looked at Yan Xiaomo with a look that he could not refuse.
"I'm not hungry."
Yan Xiaomo said, her cheeks feeling slightly warm.
I feel like a little baby that is crying out for food and needs to be fed.
But Zhao Ziheng still maintained the posture of feeding her.
Helpless, she could only open her mouth and eat the slices of meat that Zhao Ziheng put into her mouth.
Only then did Zhao Ziheng smile with satisfaction, the smile on his face could melt the frost of winter.
Then, Zhao Ziheng offered a piece of meat as expected again, and Yan Xiaomo ate it obediently.
She ate almost all the meat slices in the dish.
"You are deliberately trying to make me fat."
Yan Xiaomo glanced at her mouth.
She had eaten so many slices of meat and a lot of fat.
"You look better when you are fat."
Zhao Ziheng reached out and wiped the oil stains around Yan Xiaomo's mouth.
But when he touched the soft lips, he found that his hands seemed not to obey his control.
Yan Xiaomo seemed to sense that something was wrong with Zhao Ziheng, so he reached out and grabbed Zhao Ziheng's hand and said, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Zhao Ziheng looked at Yan Xiaomo's hand, his consciousness seemed to be much clearer, and his voice was a little low, and he said: "Xiaomo, do you want to leave this time?"
Yan Xiaomo said nothing and acquiesced.
"You want to go back to Ying Zheng?"
Zhao Ziheng asked expressionlessly.
Even if he was reluctant to leave, what could he do?
This woman was not something he could easily control.
If he had control, she wouldn't have been gone for five years and he couldn't find anything about her.
He was afraid of the feeling of losing control, which left him helpless.
"Do you regret it?"
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Yan Xiaomo asked, looking seriously into those deep eyes.
Zhao Ziheng lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, "I don't regret anything I do."
"You know very well that there is no way that you and I can be together."
Yan Xiaomo sighed.
Who knew that Zhao Ziheng would fall in love with her, and she would not kill this man.
"Why is it impossible?
How will you know it's impossible if you don't try?"
Zhao Ziheng said without giving up.
"But I want to tell you, if it weren't for Ying Zheng, I wouldn't be here at all.
Do you understand?"
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