Chapter 11 — When I heard that my Husband had died in battle, I immediately fled to Giang Nam. Who would have thought that he...

Fake Ta Huyen looked down from above. His eyes were so cold that it seemed like he could freeze others. "What? I haven't died yet, making you very disappointed?" The elder sister quickly bowed her head. "No... no." But... I saw very clearly. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. I can't wait to punish you with a thousand knives. "Eldest sister, you falsely accused me of being evil. You promised to kowtow and apologize to me, right?" I looked straight at the elder sister. Smile gently. He did not violate me. I don't offend people. If the elder sister wanted to harm me. Then don't blame me for having revenge. She banged her head on the ground over and over again. His eyes were full of unwillingness and hatred. Finally... The head is torn and the m /azu is flowing. Fainted right in front of the hall. Ta Huyen waved his hand indifferently. "Pull it outside. Clean it up, don't let it dirty the yard." 17 Everyone retreated. In the flower hall... Only me and A Nguu remain. I raised my fist and gently punched him in the chest. "Very good! You look so real!" Today he helped me solve a big problem. The unexplained unpleasantness of the past time was also thrown to the back of my head. As for what happens next... Where do you go? Anyway... This translation technique is truly capable of pretending to be real. I couldn't help but stand on tiptoe. I reached out and touched behind his ear. "What kind of skin did you put on? Why is it so real?" But... I touched it again and again. Looking back and forth. Still couldn't find a single blemish. "Don't touch it anymore." A Nguu spoke up. I patted his face gently. Angrily said: "A Niu! Stop joking! Elder sister is gone, why are you still impersonating his voice?" But... Just finished speaking. We immediately realized something was wrong. Appearance can be imitated. But the voice... How can it be ten times the same? Besides... He had never met Ta Huyen before! "Madam." "I'm not A Niu." "I'm Ta Huyen." "Your husband." An enchanting voice rang out from above his head, calm and serious. My mind immediately went blank, my already steady heartbeat began to pound like a war drum. "Where is A Niu? Where did you take him?" Actually, in my heart I already guessed the answer a long time ago. People like me are used to pretending to be calm in the face of everything, but at this moment we are truly panicking. Oh my god! I carried on my back in the name of my deceased husband's widow, left the whole family and ran to Giang Nam, even took on my identity, and even killed my husband! Even though that frontman was originally Ta Huyen, in his heart he knew he was wishing he could punish me with thousands of knives and thousands of results! Or... it's better to run away!" I... I still have something to do, I'll go first." I turned around, holding my big belly, not daring to look back, so I hurriedly ran away. But before I could step out of the room door, I crashed into a chest as solid as a wall. "How long are you going to run?" 18 If you don't run, what will you do? Could it be that I obediently stood still, waiting for him to drag me back to the capital and deal with it? But in the next second, he hugged me tightly. "From beginning to end, there has never been an A Niu. It's just an identity I used to get close to you. I know that marrying me was never what you truly wanted. I think, perhaps only by using such a special method can you gradually love me." I stood there stunned. "I accept my identity, you... aren't you angry?" He smiled bitterly. "How can I not be angry? But I'm also very lucky. Lucky because I came back alive and found her in time. Lucky because in the end the person she chose was still me, not anyone else. Luckily... she gradually developed feelings for me." I pushed him away, turning my back to him. "Humph! Who said I arose?

feelings for him?" "Oh? Don't you have any feelings?" He wrapped his arms around me from behind, his lips showing the same leisurely smile as before. "Then tell me, ma'am, why have you been angry with me for a while now?" I gently bit my lip, my ears suddenly turned red. But my mouth still stubbornly refused to admit it. "I... I'm not angry, and I don't care about you at all." He suddenly let go, his expression suddenly became lost. "So what? If the lady really doesn't care about me at all, then I have no choice but to leave and set her free." After saying that, he really turned around, lost his soul and walked out of the yard step by step.