Nanrong Huai'an seemed to know what Feng Sufei was upset about. Qingrun whispered: "Even if you leave him alive, as long as they are caught, they will commit suicide without questioning. They are dead soldiers. You can't get any information from them." of."
"Death warrior?"
These two words suddenly reminded Feng Sufei of something her grandmother had said.
Grandma said that some aristocratic families with inheritance have trained their own dead warriors from previous eras.
Their task is to obey the orders of the family heirs and carry out secret assassination missions.
Some are secretly protecting some people.
They are dead soldiers, so they will never betray. They have had a deep-rooted idea since birth, that is loyalty, and it is their honor to die for the family master and heir.
To put it more deeply, it is a killing robot cultivated by the family. It has no thoughts of its own and is responsible for obeying the orders of the family master.
They are different from the Shadow Guards.
Although Shadow Guards are also loyal, they have their own thoughts and their own analysis and judgment, so that they can better deal with various problems for their masters.
Feng Sufei thought of this and asked, "Does the Nanrong family also have its own dead soldiers?"
Nanrong Huai'an nodded, "Yes."
After saying that, he also treated the injury on Feng Sufei's palm, "If you have nowhere to vent your hatred in the future, I will take you to the training venue. Don't hurt yourself in the future."
Listening to Nanrong Huaian's warm words, Feng Sufei could feel a warmth surging around her.
She realized something, quickly took her hand back, looked down at her hand, and said: "Nanrong Huai'an, don't be nice to me, I'm afraid I will fall in love with you. You don't love me, so I can't fall in love with you either. of."
After saying this, Feng Sufei could feel the silence in the air for a moment.
She felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look up at Nanrong Huai'an's expression.
No matter what he said clearly, Nanrong Huai'an was a very considerate person at heart, and he was also protective of his shortcomings.
She is just his contractual wife, and he may regard her as his own for the time being and be gentle and kind to her.
But she can't enjoy this good thing. Forgive her for being timid and not daring to invest emotionally.
Since he doesn't love, she won't love either.
After a while, the breathing of the two people could be heard in the air, and Nanrong Huai'an said: "Don't think about it, you are tired too, have a good rest! If you call me for anything, I will be in the room next to you. "
"profound."
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Feng Sufei breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really embarrassing just now.
She wished she could hit herself a few times, why would she say such a thing explicitly
But no matter what they say, they both have to keep a certain limit. Anyway, they have to separate in a year. If they don't change their minds, they can leave calmly.
She believed that after she said those words, Nanrong Huai'an would no longer be gentle to her. That was fine, so she could concentrate on how to get revenge.
After figuring it out, Feng Sufei didn't sleep either. Regardless of her physical condition, she took a piece of paper, a pen and paper, and started writing and drawing on the paper.
She was analyzing the situation in Country H, the situation of the major families, the power Si Jueshen had, and the characteristics of the people around her.
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
She was thinking about those things in the past and forgot that she was injured today. She was immersed in the world of her own analysis, thinking about how to deal with Si Jueshen better, expose his face and make him suffer.
She, Feng Sufei, really doesn’t want to be a good person now.
Revenge and the great cause of her family and country are her responsibility.
The lights in Feng Sufei's room were on, and Nanrong Huai'an didn't sleep in her room either. He looked at the light coming from her room with a gloomy expression.