Chapter 12 — Two Lifetimes to Be Perfect

Murong Canh came several times but was blocked outside the door. But he did not give up, on the contrary, the more he failed, the more stubborn he became. Unable to enter, he began sending things to the Tham residence. Medicinal herbs, nutritional supplements, treasures, jewelry, chest after chest piled up outside the door. I have no choice but to come and report. Lam Tri Thuc didn't even lift his eyelids: "Return it." The items were returned intact by the people of Tham Palace. Mo Dung Canh looked at the chests stacked in front of him, his heart felt like it was being squeezed, even his breathing felt a dull pain. But he still refused to believe that Lam Tri Thuc really didn't need him anymore. He just thinks he hasn't done enough. As long as you continue to persevere, sooner or later you will be moved by her. But the big wedding day is getting closer and closer. The gate of Shen Palace did not open again. He was also not allowed to meet Lam Tri Thuc again. Murong Canh finally couldn't sit still. He was afraid that she would really marry Tham Nghien. That night, as soon as Lam Tri Thuc lay down, a person dressed like a servant suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. She frowned and was about to ask in a cold voice when she suddenly felt that the figure was a bit familiar: "Who let you in..." Before the words were finished, the other person raised his head. Murong Canh's face appeared in the dim candlelight. Lam Tri Thuc's pupils shrank, and before he could call someone, his mouth and nose were covered. A strange scent entered her nose, she struggled twice and then her whole body fell limp, losing consciousness. Lam Tri Thuc woke up in a violent jolt. Her limbs were limp and without strength, her wrists and ankles were carefully tied with soft cotton rope. Murong Canh sat opposite in the carriage, his eyes looking at her without blinking, as if the next second she would disappear into thin air. After a few days of not seeing him, the blood in his eyes became thicker, the beard under his chin grew untidy, the noble and elegant appearance of the past had disappeared, leaving only decline and stubbornness. Seeing her open her eyes, Murong Canh's still eyes suddenly lit up with crazy joy, his voice hoarse: "Are you awake? I'll take you back to the capital. When we return, we will get married." "It was my fault before. I will make it up to you well. From now on, if you listen to everything, you will definitely accept me again." Lam Tri Thuc leaned against the wall of the car, his face cold: "What happens after that? You forcefully brought me back, what's the use of locking my people up?" "Mo Dung Canh, I have long since stopped loving you. Your right and wrong, your compensation, I don't need anymore." That sentence was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing Murong Canh's joy. He suddenly clenched his palm and said urgently: "I don't believe it!" "We've had feelings for so many years, you've sacrificed so much for me, how can you no longer love me! You're just angry, right?" "You resent me, so you said that on purpose to anger me." Lam Tri Thuc looked at his self-deception and deceitful appearance and only felt funny. She was too lazy to say more, tilted her head, closed her eyes, and didn't look at him anymore. Mo Dung Canh looked at her profile face full of resistance, his heart ached deeply. After a while, he breathed out a heavy breath, his eyes full of stubbornness: "It's okay. When we return to the capital, everything will return to the way it was before." The carriage swayed and ran quickly towards the capital. I don't know how much time passed, but Murong Canh finally couldn't bear it anymore and leaned against the car wall and fell asleep. But he slept very restlessly, his eyebrows were furrowed from beginning to end. Lam Tri Thuc slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on him. Confirming that Murong Canh had no signs of waking up, she held her breath, not daring to make any noise, and used her fingertips to rub the knot little by little. The cotton rope tied to her was very loose, as if he was afraid of hurting her. Before long, she was able to untie her bonds. She carefully stood up and opened the window curtains. Looking at the scenery that kept receding, a look of determination flashed through her eyes. Without hesitation, she jumped out. After staggering to her feet, she turned around and ran like crazy into the distance. The sound of landing frightened the driver, and the carriage suddenly stopped. Mo Dung Canh woke up

h, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the empty space opposite and cotton strings falling on the ground. His pupils immediately shrank. Almost crazy, he lifted the curtains of the carriage, immediately saw the back running ahead, and quickly jumped out of the carriage to chase. "Tri Thuc! Stop! Don't run!" Lam Tri Thuc did not dare to turn his head, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer in his ears. In a panic, not knowing the way, she rushed straight into the deep dark forest. She desperately ran forward, but suddenly stopped. In the middle of the open space ahead, several large gray wolves were bowing their heads and biting their prey, the smell of blood was strong. Hearing the movement, they simultaneously raised their heads, each pair of dark blue eyes locked tightly on her body. The cold air immediately ran from the soles of the feet all over the body. Lam Tri Thuc covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, his legs were so soft he could barely stand. Behind, Murong Canh's urgent call came again: "Tri Thuc! Don't run anymore!"