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Hearing this, Han Wen smiled slightly.
"Jiang Huan, I won't regret it."
As expected, that group of assassins charged towards Han Wen.
As expected, Han Wen got me into trouble.
The assassins' swords lunged towards me and Han Wen.
Instinctively, I pulled Han Wen in front of me to shield her.
"Thud!"
The sound of the sword piercing flesh echoed.
Han Wen was injured.
Han Wen looked up at me, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
I knew she didn't expect me to pull her to block the sword.
I also didn't expect to pull her to block the sword.
But what I did know was that I was doomed.
After Han Wen was injured, she was taken to Chunlu Palace.
Chunlu Palace.
Han Wen looked at me with fiery eyes and roared in anger, "Jiang Huan, how can you look at me like that?"
I was a bit dazed, looking at Han Wen, and said, "Han Wen, what kind of look do you want me to give you?"
Han Wen stared at me and broke down in tears.
She said, "Jiang Huan, please, can you go back to how you used to be?"
I replied, "Han Wen, I don't understand what you're saying."
Han Wen looked at me without speaking.
I gazed at the somewhat broken Han Wen, feeling puzzled.
"Han Wen, what's wrong?"
"Han Wen, what kind of gaze can I use to look at you?"
"Han Wen, you say it, and I will do it."
Upon hearing this, Han Wen suddenly stood up, grasped my chin, and kissed me eagerly.
I looked at Han Wen, who was so close, and felt no emotion towards her anxious expression.
Han Wen's kiss didn't make me feel disgusted or nauseous; I just felt a bit drowsy.
Han Wen pushed me onto the bed.
Han Wen leaned over me.
Han Wen was affectionate with me.
I looked at Han Wen and felt bored, counting the auspicious clouds on the curtain.
One, two, three...
Han Wen's wound opened up, blood staining her clothes and dripping onto me.
I looked at the blood, counting the clouds, unmoved.
Seeing my indifference, Han Wen angrily bit my shoulder.
I frowned and raised my eyes to look at her, somewhat puzzled.
"Han Wen, are you a dog?"
At this, Han Wen broke down and hugged me tightly, hoarsely crying out, " Huan, how could you become like this?"
" Huan, why have you become like this?"
I looked at the distraught Han Wen and felt confused.
"Han Wen, why have I become like this?"
Han Wen looked at me with an expression full of scrutiny.
I knew she was thinking.
I knew she was in doubt.
I knew she was perplexed.
I smiled faintly and closed my eyes.
I don't know how long it had been, but suddenly Han Wen thought of something, rolled out of bed, and urgently shouted, "Summon the Shaman!"
The Shaman arrived.
He was a man, hunched over and leaning on a cane, looking frail and elderly.
Han Wen pointed his sword at the kneeling Shaman and coldly asked, "What exactly did you give Huan?"
"Why has Huan turned into this?"
At that moment, Han Wen's long hair fell over his shoulders, his expression was stern, and the blood on his chest had yet to dry.
Han Wen's appearance frightened the Shaman half to death; he kept bowing his head and pleading for mercy.
"Your Majesty, I did indeed give Consort Chen the Forgetfulness Gu!"
Upon hearing this, Han Wen sneered and said, "Forgetfulness Gu?"
"Forgetfulness Gu will make Huan forget his sorrows, but it will also make him forget the source of those sorrows."
"But why has Huan lost even his sense of pain?"
The Shaman was taken aback by this question and explained, "Your Majesty, Forgetfulness Gu does indeed cause Consort Chen to lose his sense of pain."
"However, Forgetfulness Gu only makes one forget their sorrows and the sources of those sorrows; it does not cause one to lose their sense of pain."
"If Forgetfulness Gu cannot find any sorrows within Consort Chen's body, it will leave him and seek a new host."
Upon hearing this, Han Wen's face turned even paler as if he realized something.
Han Wen looked at the Shaman and said, "Are you saying that Jiang Huan has become emotionless because he has forgotten all the people and things that made him feel?"
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