Chapter 8 — When I was born again, I was content to keep my hands to myself, but that cold and powerful God was frantic again

Bui Dien Chi's wound has not yet completely healed, but he can get out of bed and walk. He stood under the Pipa tree, the corner of his black shirt blowing up in the wind. He whispered a few words to General Chu and then turned around to look at me.

“Follow me back to the capital.”

Not a question. It's a statement. His tone was exactly the same as in his previous life, as if his decision was an obvious one, and there was absolutely no need to discuss it with anyone.

“Not coming back.”

His eyebrows slightly lowered.

“Tham Chi Y.”

“Lord Bui.”

I sat on a stone bench, peeling a lotus seed in my hand, I separated the blue lotus center and put it aside.

“Your wound is fine, you should leave.”

General Chu stood next to me, looked at me, then looked at Bui Dien Chi, and very consciously retreated outside the courtyard gate. Bui Dien Chi stepped in front of me, bent down, one hand resting on the edge of the stone table. He is very close to me. So close that I can smell the faint scent of medicinal herbs on his body, which is the medicine that Co Truong Uyen left behind.

“Why do you think I came to Suzhou?”

“Because of the passport.”

“The will can be sent to someone to take it away.”

His voice was forced down very low, carrying suppressed anger.

“I came here personally because you are in Suzhou.”

I put the peeled lotus seeds in the bowl and looked up at him.

“Master Bui, I ask you something.”

“Ask her.”

"Suppose... suppose one day, you are forced to choose between two things. One is the thing you value most, such as your future, your court, your world. And the other is me. Which one will you choose?"

He was stunned. In my previous life, I never asked him this question. It's not that I don't want to ask. But I don't dare to ask. Because we know the answer clearly.

“You have hesitated.”

I smiled softly, picked up the bowl of lotus seeds, the blue lotus centers were arranged neatly on the stone table, like small cold needles.

“Master Bui, since you hesitated, then that is the answer.”

His fingers tightened on the stone table, his joints gradually turned white. At that moment, a cold sound suddenly rang out outside the courtyard door. General Zhou's shout rang out almost at the same time.

“There are assassins!”

Bui Dien Chi's reaction was extremely fast. He leaned to the side, the arrow grazed the shoulder of his shirt, and with a "thump" sound, it pinned straight into the courtyard wall behind him. Right at that moment, he reached out and pulled me behind him. One hand holds my wrist. With his other hand, he pulled the long sword at his side out of its sheath. The cold sword light reflected in the sun. But the assassins did not rush in from the hospital gate. Three men in black clothes jumped directly over the wall. The long swords in their hands flashed with a green light that made people shiver. Obviously the blade was poisoned. Bich Dao screamed in panic. I immediately loudly told her to hide in the room. She staggered and ran towards the main room, but immediately an assassin rushed straight towards her. Bui Dien Chi's eyes turned cold. The long sword in his hand escaped from his hand and flew out. The blade of the sword stabbed straight into the shoulder of the man in black. He let out a deep groan and fell to the ground. But at that moment. The remaining two men rushed towards Bui Dien Chi at the same time. But in his hand... There was no longer a sword. That moment was extremely short. So short that I didn't even have time to blink. I only saw a sword stabbing straight towards his chest. Bui Dien Chi leaned forward to avoid it. The blade grazed his ribs and tore open his shirt. The remaining guy swooped down from behind. He immediately turned around and walked away. The blade slashed hard on the stone table, sending out countless cold sparks. Right after that. The fourth guy jumped down from the roof. In his hand is not a long sword. It's a crossbow. The ice-cold crossbow arrow was aiming straight at Bui Dien Chi's back. But this time... He had no way to avoid it anymore. At that moment, countless things flashed through my mind. But it seems... I can't think of anything. I almost instinctively took a step forward to block his back. Just like before, he pulled me behind him to shield the sword and crossbow. The crossbow arrow pierced straight into my chest! It was much more painful than coughing up blood in my previous life. It was like a fire was burning fiercely in his chest, spreading along his blood vessels throughout his limbs. In that intense pain, countless memories of two lives simultaneously appeared before my eyes. Before my father died, he still held my hand tightly and did not let go. It is the back of Bich Dao when someone dragged her to sell. It was the cold rain in the Marquis Palace that year.