The words "evil woman," she spoke lightly, yet in Lu Ziyuan's ears, it was like a thunderous roar.
His complexion turned pale, stiff for a few moments, before he murmured, "At that time, I was recovering from severe injuries, Qi Mingyu had been demoted to a commoner and confined, his remaining forces were secretly preparing to retaliate, the Lu Family had his spies in it..."
Speaking, his voice choked, unable to continue.
What should he have said?
Should he speak of those worries he thought were justified?
The enemy was in the dark, while he was in the open; he chose to continue to wrong her for a few days, and only after rooting out those rats in the shadows, he planned to offer her an apology.
What was he thinking at that time?
What he thought was, since she was already his wife, she loved him so deeply, once all the dust settled, as long as he explained everything to her and gently coaxed her, she would surely forgive him.
