Although he couldn't hear the movement inside the door, he had some idea of ​​who was inside the door. He really didn't expect that one day, Zhu Jing would really like a slave, not him or Princess Suya. No matter who is stronger than that slave, everyone is more noble than that slave, but Zhu Jing only needs him.

Before the empire was destroyed, he used his relationship with the royal family to put pressure on Zhujing and force him to marry him, but now, he even lost that qualification. Zhu Jing didn't like him and would not marry him, and he had clearly realized this since these days.

Over the years, although Zhu Jing has been unusual to him, he has never shown anything more than his friends and Zhuma's friendship. It's all his wishful thinking. After all this, Lu Sujun suddenly felt extremely tired, and even his thoughts of admiring Zhujing faded. His family was not involved in the collapse of the regime, or perhaps because of his relationship with Zhu Jing, Zhu Yun did not send his family to prison, but only removed his official position, while maintaining his status as a nobleman. as is.

He was still hopeful, thinking that all this was what Zhu Jing asked his elder brother to do, but when he came to the hospital, he learned from the nurses how confused the general was for the people in the ward, and he suddenly felt this problem. It's pointless.

Rong Wan walked up to him silently.

Lu Sujun couldn't help but ask his last question, "You said, if I went to prison with you and didn't let you bring that slave back from prison, would everything change today?"

His question was tactful, but he just wanted to save himself a little face. He just wanted to ask, if there was no slave, would Zhujing choose himself.

Rong Wan was silent, not knowing how to answer. He only knew that according to the description in the original text, Zhujing did not have more affection for Lu Sujun than a friend, but he also didn't know whether the original Zhujing would end up with Lu Sujun if he hadn't intervened. But just on this point, he felt a little sorry for Lu Sujun. He was sent to this world, though not of his will, but it did change the fate of many people - or, in other words, thousands of people, the fate of entire empires.

So, right or wrong, he really doesn't know.

But he was a little selfish. He knew that the man in the ward had a good spirit and was listening, so he couldn't give Lu Sujun any illusions.

After a long while, Rong Wan said, "You are a good person."

The system whispered, "Is it too late to issue a good person card?"

Rong Wan ignored the system, paused, and said, "But before I met him, I didn't like anyone. Now that I met him, I will only like him in the future."

Because no one will be the same as the protagonist, who will die for him and die for him. Even after another 10,000 years, Rong Wan knew that he would never get it from anyone else. Therefore, from now on, there will be only the protagonist alone.

"I am good to him, not because of the pity you imagine, but because of love."

Perhaps it was just pity, empathy, and anger at the injustice of the protagonist's fate in the original text. And now maybe those feelings are still there, but it's more than that. Pity has turned into pity, because of love.

"This point will not change now and in the future, sorry."

Lu Sujun's ears buzzed, trying to hear every word of him clearly, and remember those words in his ears. But for some unknown reason, he suddenly felt relieved. Maybe he had been chasing for so many years, just for a result. Now that the result has finally arrived, he has given up.

...

He didn't say anything, stood up, patted Rong Wan's shoulder, and left.

After Rong Wan watched him leave, he planned to return to the ward. Just as he held the door handle, he heard the system prompt: "The healing degree is 10, and the current target character's healing value is 95."

The system said: "The protagonist is going crazy with joy now. Be careful when you go in."

Rong Wan: "..."

Chapter 35

After Jin Zhao woke up, his injuries recovered quickly, almost visible to the naked eye. Those bloody wounds slowly scabbed over, and then the scars slowly faded away. At the same time, those ordinary soldiers who were also injured in this battle, without his strong vitality, still need to lie down for two or three months. It was useless to stay in the hospital too long, so Rong Wan planned to take him home.

One and a half months have passed since the battle, and in just one and a half months, the empire has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As expected, Zhuyun issued a clear order, amnesty for the world, all slaves were rescued from the hands of the aristocrats under the old system. Aid subsidy for three years.

Many change measures are being implemented slowly. Although it violated the interests of most nobles and was resisted by most nobles, since Zhuyun's army has not been withdrawn, no one dared to make trouble at this time. And for those slaves, it ushered in the greatest new life in history.

The gray and black artillery fire on the street has been cleaned up, and after Rong Wan and Jin Zhao left the hospital, there are no traces of it a month and a half ago. Two new trees grew again, and green shoots emerged——

The harsh winter of the Empire is over, and spring has come.

Sitting in the car, Jin Zhao looked sideways at the scenery outside from time to time, his expression seemed peaceful and peaceful.He has been holding Rong Wan's hand. If it was before, I am afraid that both the driver and the people on the street would be extremely surprised. A slave can actually hold the hand of a noble?What are you kidding?

But now that slavery in the entire empire has been abolished, and the tattoos on Jin Zhao's auricle have also been erased, he looks like a normal person, no different from anyone under the sun.Even, because of his tall and slender figure and handsome face, he looks more like a nobleman than anyone else.