Hence, Feng Ruqing could never turn her back on Feng Wuhui!
At this moment, Nan Xian walked up to Feng Ruqing and pulled her into his arms. His fingers brushed through her hair as he asked gently, "Qing'er, are you done talking?"
"Uhm. Nan Xian, can you do me a favor?" Seeing Nan Xian, Feng Ruqing's face softened.
"What is it?"
"I want to know how many forces had besieged Tian Ya back then. I want a list of all the forces and people involved, both dead and alive. I want all of them!"
"Alright."
Nan Xian did not ask anything further. In fact, he would never ask Feng Ruqing anything as he knew that she would tell him if she wished. All he could do now was help her.
"I hope you will always count on me in the future. Let me help you instead of Jiu Ming." Nan Xian smiled faintly. His embrace was warm, his eyes were gentle.
"You know about that?" Feng Ruqing was stunned.
