Jun Yuyan's heart trembled as he gazed deeper into Murong Jiu's eyes.
He told himself that he didn't want and didn't wish to miss out on the woman who was carefully applying medicine to him.
"Ah Jiu..."
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? It will be over soon."
Jun Yuyan shook his head, the words he wanted to say ultimately remaining unspoken.
He didn't want to pierce through that layer of paper window.
He feared that whatever he might say would irrevocably alter their relationship.
Facing matters of the heart, he hesitated and vacillated, no longer as decisive as he was on the battlefield. The enemy's thoughts were not as hard to fathom as those of a woman; to this day, he still didn't understand what Murong Jiu truly intended to do.
He also didn't know if she was aware that he was the man from that evening.
She kept the child, but was it because she merely liked children, or was it for the child's father?
These questions were not something a few Hidden Guards could clarify.
